The Only Time

I pass through weed smoke and the smell of sweat as I make my way to the heart of the frat party. I wave to a couple of my friends, but I’m on a mission. Today is the last day of classes before spring break and it’s time to get crunk.

“Hey, Melody,” Harry says slyly. “How’s it going?”

“Hey, Styles. I could be better; ya know, if I had a beer in my hand…”

“Here you go, love,” Liam says, coming from behind me and slipping a Solo cup into my hand.

“Thanks, Payne.” I lift my cup to him and take a long swig, downing the whole cup in one take.

Harry fake coughs, touching his fingers to his throat. “I’m so parched! If only I had a body shot…”

I smile humorously. “Oh, alright!” I back up against a table and hop up on it. I flip my hair up and lay down, pulling my cropped top up even farther. “Who’s first?”

“I am!” Liam exclaims, grabbing a shot and coming over to me. He pours the vodka onto my abdomen and slurps it up. He wolf cries as he comes back up and the other guys join in.

“Who’s next?” I laugh softly.

“I think that would have to be me…” Harry steps forward with another shot of vodka.

His tongue tickles against my skin as he licks the alcohol up. I feel like a switch has been flicked, inhibitions dissipating away just like the smoke that fills the air.

“Alright, alright,” Louis scolds, “are we going to play or not?”

“Play what?” I ask, sitting up.

“Beer pong!” The three of them exclaim in unison.

I notice the game being set up. “Ooh, my favorite party game!”

“Well, then would you like to be our first contender?” Louis suggests with a sinister smile.
“Sure. Who am I playing against?” I slide off the table and walk over to the green table tennis table.

“Bring ‘em out!” Liam calls out.

Everyone around begins to clap and cheer as a familiar figure comes out of the darkness. Niall throws his arms up in the air and high-fives a couple of frat guys as he makes his way to the other side of the able. It’s as if he’s a champion boxer coming into the ring.

Niall stops before the table and puts his palms flat on it, eyeing my carefully. “Hello, Melody. Are you ready for the challenge?”

“Hello, Niall… and I was born ready to take your ass down!”

The crowd “oohs” at my remark.

Niall smirks. “You’re very confident…”

Louis steps forward, putting his arms out. “Alright, I’m going to be your referee tonight!” The crowd cheers and Louis smiles. “I have a proposal to make things more interesting…”

“Shoot,” I say. I’m ready for anything.

“The winner of the Beer Pong Challenge can… do whatever they want to the loser. Both have to consent to the challenge in order for it to be valid.”

The cheering is deafening at the crowd eats up the suggestion.

“I’m down for it,” I say almost immediately.

Niall’s eyes widen. “I am too!”

Liam hands me a basket of table tennis balls and Harry does the same for Niall. I pick one up and feel the weight (or lack thereof) of the ball.

“As always, lady’s first!” Louis announces. “And… GO!”

I toss the first ball and it lands into a Solo cup. The crowd gasps and then cheers as Niall downs the beer. Niall throws one and it splashes into a cup. I pick it up and drink it, the crowd repeating the same routine.

Niall and I go back and forth in a tight game. We are definitely evenly matched. I’m starting to feel tipsy from all the beer but I keep on going. As the room becomes off-balance, so does my aim. I start to lose my momentum and Niall takes the lead.

I have one more Solo cup left, and it’s Niall’s turn. He takes his aim and it feels like everything is in slow motion as it flies through the air and then plops into my last cup. The crowd goes in sane, all the frat guys slapping Niall on the back. I pick up the cup and down the last bit of alcohol I’ll be consuming for the night.

“Okay, everyone!” Louis shouts over the crowd. “Niall is the winner!” He takes Niall’s wrist and thrusts his arm into the air.

A small smile spreads across my face as Niall eyes me. He walks around the table and takes my hand. Everyone continues to cheer and chant obscene things. Niall leads me up to the second floor where his bedroom is. The sounds of the crowd fade away as we go further down the hallway.

“Here’s my room…” Niall says, opening the door.

I step into the dark room and Niall flips on the light. “Ow! No! Turn it off!” I’m far too drunk for bright lights. “Do you have like a dim lamp or something?”

“Sure,” Niall chuckles. He walks over to his bedside table and turns on the lamp. “Would you like to take a seat?”

I sit on the bed without saying a word. I’m still a little nervous even though I’ve known Niall for years. “Go ahead…” I whisper, not looking at him in the eye.

Niall lifts my chin and looks me in the eye. “I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to do, Melody.”

I stare at him for a couple of seconds but then I lean forward and kiss him. He kisses me back, our tongues sliding back and forth in a sloppy mess. I kick off my shoes and I unzip the back off my skirt. I break the kiss so that I can slide out of it and take off my cropped top. I crawl back onto the bed.

“Alright, then…” Niall stands, taking off his shoes and jeans. He pulls his shirt over his head and I’m in awe at this whole situation.

Niall climbs onto the bed and he lays next to me. He kisses me, his fingertips brushing across my cheek. I move onto my back and he leans over me, his hand traveling down my body, to my panties. His fingertips brush against the fabric and then slips his hand in. I gasp at his cold fingers.

“Sorry…” Niall whispers.

“No, it’s fine. It feels good.” I kiss him once more, pressing my hand along his cheek and down his neck.

Niall moves his fingers all around, massaging my clitoris. I groan at the touch, placing my hand on Niall’s bulging crotch. He grunts, his lips smashed against my neck. He pulls his hand out of my pants and moves to my bra; Niall expertly unclasps it and gently takes it off of me. I feel vulnerable at my nakedness, but then Niall kisses me softly, and I immediately feel comforted.

“Oh, Melody, I’ve wanted this for so long…” he whispers huskily.

“Really?” I ask softly. “I’ve felt the same way…”

His teeth graze across my neck and down to my breasts. He squeezes them as he sucks and nips at my nipples. I throw my head back, biting my lip to keep from moaning loudly. It comes out at a muffled cry. Niall’s tongue runs up between my breasts and he bites my right one. His mouth travels lower and lower, down to the waistband of my panties. He yanks them off and then takes his boxer briefs off.

Niall kneels over me, his face just inches away from mine. His eyes twinkle in the dim lighting and I can’t help but smiling. He kisses me passionately before thrusting into me. My eyes fly open and I jolt at the sensation. Just as soon as it happened, I relax and start to move in rhythm with him. The only thing I can hear is skin slapping against skin and the distant sounds of the party downstairs.

“Fuck, Niall…” I moan, lifting my chest off the bed and pushing my head into the pillow below me.

Niall lowers himself down and licks my neck, tasting my sweat. He bites harder than he had before, no doubt leaving a mark… but that’s okay. He continues to push himself into me in a quick, concise way that drives me crazy. Our breathing grows heavy and I whisper inaudible obscenities.

“I want to hear you scream, Melody. Scream for me!”

“Fuck!” I yell out.

“Do you like that?” He hisses.

“Yes, Niall! Yes!”

Niall smirks and thrusts even harder and deeper into me, as if earlier was just a warm-up. My mouth gapes open and I slap my hands down on the mattress, grabbing at the sheets and blankets. I start to cry out even more, and Niall eats it up. He smiles wildly as he watches me.

My breathing grows shallow and my stomach sucks in, causing my chest to puff out. My skin becomes flushed and an intense sensation spreads throughout my body. The pressure behind my head goes through the roof and my hips rolls are tight. The elevation of my body increases until my pelvis is smashed into Niall’s. With a few more hip rolls, I reach my climax. I yell out an incomprehensible cry and then I fall back down onto the bed. Niall finishes with a couple more pushes, collapses on top of me.

A few seconds pass by and Niall pulls out, rolling onto the bed next to me. “That was… nice,” he pants.

“I… agree.” I smile girlishly to myself.

Niall leans over, cupping my cheek in his hand. He kisses me tenderly. “I have a confession…”

“What?” I start to get nervous. Does he have the Clap or something?

“I don’t really want to go back to the party.”

I sigh quietly, relieved. “Oh… neither do I.”

“Alright, then…” He lays back down and puts his arm around me and I snuggle up close to him.

Notes

Thank you SO much to Melody for requesting this idea! I loved writing this! And just to let everyone, my goal is to get to 250K views by May 15th so I can be at a quarter of a million before I leave high school. (I want to brag to everyone) So share this with EVERYONE! :D

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Title Credit: "Tainted Love" by Soft Cell