For Your Eyes Only

Annie’s POV
I woke up to the feeling of warmth beneath me and hot breath flowing through my hair. I blushed, realizing I was sprawled out over Niall’s chest, but I didn’t move. I relished the feeling of his chest rising and falling under my own, reminding me that I wasn’t alone anymore. I held the back of his neck tighter. He was mine and he wasn’t letting go.
Finally I forced myself to sit up. I couldn’t help but just stare at him, softly snoring, with one arm still around my waist. I touched his face, running my small fingers over the light two-day stubble growing over his chin and jaw, then up to his hair line. I loved to touch his face. Whenever we were apart, I could always remember how his face felt. I closed my eyes and let my hand fall to his bare chest, feeling his heartbeat resonate through my body. It began to speed up when suddenly I felt a hand over my wrist.
My eyes flew open to see Niall half-sat up, gripping my wrist, with his eyes fixated on mine. My stomach began to flutter rapidly as I saw his breathing increase. I gasped as his other hand moved to my shoulder as he pushed me gently back and rolled over me, supporting himself with his knees on either side of me and holding my one wrist above my head. He replicated my movements, sliding his fingers over my face and landing his big, warm hand over my heart. I watched on with curiosity as his eyes grew wide at the rate it was beating. He slowly, cautiously trailed his hand lower until it came to rest just below my breasts, rising and falling with my quick breaths, and leaving my exposed upper chest bare and cold. He leaned down and softly blew on the pale skin, immediately causing goose bumps to form. A smile crept onto his face as he admired his work.
Then he kissed me. He dipped his head and gently brushed his lips against mine, leaving me hungry for more. He eagerly complied to the demands of my lifted chin, trailing sloppy, wet kisses down my jaw and to my neck. He carefully licked the purple mark he’d left that morning, eliciting a delicate moan from the back of my throat.
We didn’t speak at all as our mouths worked against each other. We didn’t need to. All the desperation, the fear, and the anxiety spoke for itself in the silence of the dark hotel room. I knew it was late and we should be sleeping, but I didn’t care. It was just me and him. All was quiet, save for the sound of two people in terrible need for one another.
His hand released my wrist and moved to the hem of my shirt, slowly sliding it up until he stopped just below my chest. He sat up, resting his weight on his calves, and admired my belly. I wasn’t exactly fat, but I wasn’t skinny either. I had always hated my stomach. I couldn’t hold back the deep blush that betrayed my insecurity as he ran his hands gently over my skin. But each movement was so sweet, so gentle and full of love. Every kiss was placed with care. Suddenly he leaned down and planted a tiny kiss right below my bellybutton, causing me to giggle nervously.
His stubble tickled my stomach, bring more giggles to the surface. “Stop laughing, this is serious,” he joked, kissing every bit of skin he could find. I knew he was rubbing his chin on me on purpose. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, showing my appreciation of his actions. He moaned, the sound muted against my skin, and dragged his lips back up to mine. Finally he pulled away and held himself over me, supported on his elbows.
“Damn, you’re beautiful,” he whispered. I blushed and absent mindedly traced the lines of his lean torso, admiring the definition that showed the result of hours of exercise at the gym. He sighed contentedly as I touched him, watching my face with amusement. I shyly lifted my chin for another kiss, to which he promptly acquiesced before wrapping an arm around my waist and laying down next to me, pulling me to him.
“I-I love you, Ni,” I whispered, leaving a small kiss on his collar bone and nuzzling my face into my chest.
“I love you too, baby girl,” he whispered back.

Notes

HARRY'S HAIR OMW IF HE DOESN'T POST A SELFIE SOON I'M GOING TO HAVE A FREAKING HEART ATTACK