feel like some action tbh so here yah go lots a smut in here ;)
Niall closed his eyes with his head thrown back, mouth slightly ajar with his hand moving rapidly back and forth. He breathed hard and short as the sweat trickled over his body, frantically wanting the pleasure that was so soon to come. It was hard for Niall without this moment. The moment the tension and frustration was finally let out. Of course a certain brown headed boy was covered in his thoughts, those plumb lips circled around his large length, moving up and down rapidly with a slight sucking in the process. His beautiful green orbs showing bright with lust and passion, his lashes brushing across his cheek bones lightly as he closed his eyes in pleasure. Niall let out a strongly loud moan that he had been trying to hold in for God knows how long, trying to not get caught jacking himself off in the bathroom of the house his brother, sister-in-law and young nephew were also in.
"Shit". He breathed out lowly as his shoulders rose and fell with rapid movements, licking his dry lips and continuing his actions. He was so close. He tensed as he accidentally rubbed the tip and grew more eager and much more tense than before. The knots began in his stomach as he breathed even heavier than before, knowing he was ready to let go now. The thought of Harry's lips around him made his lips tremble as he finally let lose and came. He collapsed back on the toilet and let out the heavily shaky breaths, trying to get it back to normal while he came down from his well deserved high.
"Niall?" The shrill knock on the door made Niall's heart race as his body jolted in fright and unwant. "Niall are you in there?" Greg's voice echoed past the door and Niall frantically tried to clean himself.
"Y-yeah one sec!" He wiped as fast as he could, still very out of breath and pulled his pants up, flushing the evidence down the toilet and opening the bathroom door, looking overly flustered. "What's up Greg?" He ran his hand through his hair, trying to make it much less messy and stepped out the room as Greg frowned at him.
"Are you sure you're okay? You look like you're struggling to breathe Ni?" Niall tensed and shook his head.
"N-no I'm fine" Greg gave him a confused look but let it go as Niall's ring tone distrusted them. "I gotta take this" He pointed at his vibrating phone and bolted to his room, smiling as he slid across his phone screen to hear the musical voice belonging to a boy named Harry. "Hi". He breathed out in relief and smiled widely.
"Hey!" After two weeks of these phone calls it's just about routine for this phone pressed to Niall's ear at this time.
"How are you?"
"Hello Niall!"
"Hey Ben! How are you today?" Ben smiled with excitement to Harry and ranted about how amazing it was to be living with him and how good he is without mean Nancy by his side anymore.
"When you come here?" Niall's smile dropped slightly at the question which he had so greatly been dreading. He didn't know yet. It was something he wanted so so badly but he didn't know if Harry was ready just yet. No matter how many times Harry had assured Niall it was fine, he couldn't fully believe it.
"I'm not quite sure yet...Can you please put Harry back on the phone?" Ben frowned and handed Harry the phone again, hunching his shoulders and pouting to himself as Niall had requested to stop talking to him. Harry ran his fingers through Ben's hair soothingly and began to talk to Niall again.
"Niall". Harry's husky voice made Niall shiver with excitement. "Can you please come over?" Ben perked up from the question, watching Harry and the phone hopefully. Niall thought for a moment, not wanted to deny the request at all.
"Um, okay" Harry smiled widely and nodded at Ben who jumped off the couch and ran around with joy. Harry explained to Niall that he wasn't expecting, but would love for Niall to stay over the night and Niall politely accepted, packing a small bag and notifying Greg of his soon to be absence.
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The Boy Next Door (boyxboy)
FanficNiall Horan is a 23 year old man who has Agoraphobia. He is afraid of leaving his home because that's the only place he feels safe from any harm. Therefore, he doesn't leave his house. Harry Styles is a 17 year old boy who's mother has recently pas...
