Can You Feel My Heart?

31: I'm Always Right.

dedication goes to ►FarewellLosers◄ for being first .

school is hard :c

i'm sorry for being late, yet again. Meet a damn deadline, amy.

Jesus.

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"Oh Harry."

"Yes baby?"

"Faster."

"Are you sure honey."

"Oh for fucks sake Harry."

Harry smirked and leaned right to Niall's ear and spoke; "I told you you would create the turbulence up here."

Niall blushed at the remark and ignored the man thrusting in and out of him in plain sight in the middle of his private jet, the captain could see them at any moment.

"Jesus, can you just fuck me, please??" Niall begged, letting out several moans afterwards.

"With pleasure baby." Harry grinned, wasting no time in slamming into Niall hard, just the way he Niall likes it.

It wasn't long before both boys came, high and loud, in the sky, above the clouds. It was a breathtaking experience for the little Irish lad. Harry had to sit down for a few minutes after he got dressed because of the experience.

Niall would like to think that it was his ass that did that to Harry, but it could also be lack of oxygen so high in the clouds. Either way, Niall was smirking when Harry had to sit down and he didn't.

"So, what now?" Niall asked, taking a seat on Harry's lap, curling into his chest, craving some sort of heat. He was suddenly really cold after coming down from his high, and needed to be warmed again.

"We shouldn't be too far from your Parent's home, maybe 20-40 minutes?"

"Then what will we do to fill the time?"

"We aren't fucking again, you horny little bastard."

"You make me a horny little bastard." Niall retorted, scoffing at Harry's smirk.

"Oh really now?" He winked, and Niall scowled.

"It's your eyes. And curls. And tattoos. And chest. Oh fuck, it's just everything about you really." Niall shrugged, wiggling his ass a little bit on Harry's lap, trying to get some sort of reaction.

"You could literally sit on the chair next to me yet you choose to sit on me?" Harry groaned, shifting Niall's weight to give his legs and crotch a rest.

"You don't complain when I'm riding you."

"These are two completely different things baby."

"Yeah I suppose." Niall sighed, "Not really though." He smirked, looking Harry up and down as sexy as he could manage.

"If you don't stop that we'll go for another round." Harry teased, and he grinning when he felt Niall tense, "When the captain could see us at any moment."

Niall huffed and got up, sitting on the chair opposite Harry, crossing his legs and pouting, glaring at the curly haired boy and snapping out a quick "fine", before turning to look out the window.

"Don't be mad, baby." Harry soothed, and Niall turned to glare once more, "We'll be at your parents' house soon," Harry mumbled, "I hope they like me."