One Direction Preferences Morning After Novels & Stories

Because I felt close to coming last night. Not that I have had that many experiences with it. I mean, I’ve touched myself, but with my busy life, I was usually too tired at night to do anything, and it wasn’t like I had someone to get excited over anyway. Maybe now I will have someone to think about. "How can you smell this good even after you just woke up?" Orion said, kissing me on my neck again. I moved away, covering my mouth. "I still have morning breath." "I don’t care." Orion said, smirking as he kissed my hand that was covering my mouth.

Carson kissed her deeply; his hands went around her body as the kiss intensified. She felt a passion like she never felt before; she slowly fell to the pleasure. In the next moment, Carson's hand moved skillfully to her vagina. Her eyes bulged, and she tried to protest. He sealed her lips with his mouth; the sounds of moaning and cloth tearing continued into the night. Early the next morning, Alice woke up; she was feeling pains all over her body. She looked at the bed and saw the small stains of blood. 'So it really happened?' she thought. Her first time was just like that. She didn't know how to feel.

Liz just stared me while I am sleeping. That night, I decided to go with them to the bar to release what my feelings are: despair, anguish, guilt. Name it all, it is endless. It is the first time ever that I went to have a drink after a year, and I am planning to lavish myself with the power of alcohol. They brought me to Midnight Bar. It is a Friday night so I expected a full blown bar. Leon's friend, Dave, is the manager of the bar and let us in, VIP lounge.

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

5 - Rowan I’ve been here two days and I feel almost back to normal. The hole a broken mate bond leaves never heals fully, but everything else feels amazing. My sister and I both inherited our mother’s ability to bake away any troubles, so every free moment has been dedicated to laughing and cooking.

Damien's POV [The Morning After The One Night Stand] I reached out and twisted the shower's knob, cutting off the stream of warm water before stepping out of the cubicle. I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist and walked slowly to the mirror hanging in a corner of the bathroom before wiping off the steam from the surface so I could see my reflection After a few sharp wipes, my reflection stared blankly back at me and I stared back. I had seen my face countless times throughout my life but every time I did, I always had the same bored, unfazed and unimpressed reaction

I’m not turned on in the slightest, and it hurts like hell. “You like that don’t you, you filthy slut?” “Mmm, you taste delicious” he breathes as he places the finger that had been inside me into his mouth. My stomach turns as he opens the foil packet beside him, rolling a condom onto his little dick. At this point I'm grateful Anne had made me watch porno after porno in preparation for my new career. “I’m gonna fuck you now. They say your first stays with you forever. I like the thought of you thinking about me for years to come”

Jake whispered, nibbling my earlobes. “Hey,” Matt butted in. “No funny business under my watch kids.” Our laughter filled the confines of Rover because of what Matt had muttered. Matt, being Matt, decided to educate us about contraceptives and what effect it had on our bodies. Mel found a way to shut him up, though. She played our favorite One Direction song, ‘One thing’, making our ears perk up. We sang on top of our lungs, and even Jake covered his ears from our cracked voices.

I added before taking a long sip. The night blurred into a whirlwind of dancing, laughter, and drinks that left us warm and slightly tipsy. At some point, we collapsed onto the couch, breathless and tangled in each other. The weight of our past burdens lifted, if only for a few hours. --- The Morning After Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. My head throbbed slightly from last night’s indulgence, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction still humming in my veins.

The moment I finished tidying up the house, the system's notification chimed. "Fran, you'll be going home in five days," it said. Tears began streaming down my cheeks again. I forced a smile and whispered, "Alright... Thank you." For a second, I thought I heard the system sigh. The next thing I knew, my ears were filled with the sound of fireworks going off. Elijah had lit them up outside for Abigail. I took a deep breath, turned around, and gathered all my belongings—wedding photos included. I then crouched in a tight corner of the garden and burned all that junk in a heap.