⁠☞ narry one-shots

✎bar fighter

a/n : they are such cutiesss.

Nialls pov

"What would you like to order?" A timid waiter hopped from foot to foot nervously.

"Calm down lad. A couple of beers would do good, right mate?" Mully, my best mate, heartily slapped the poor kid's back, causing him to startle in fright before scampering away.

"Mate, you scared him good and proper," Lewis, another friend of mine burst into laughter.

I tried to concentrate on the conversation, but my boyfriend's rising length against my ass kept my mind busy.

Stupid attention whore.

I wriggled on his lap, deeper into his crotch. He groaned and his hand slid their way under the band of my pants, gripping it for dear life.

"Niall," he growled into my ear, "Don't tease."

I smirked.

Straddling him, my hips started to grind against his body, our pelvises rubbing together.

He slid his hand into my jeans and grabbed my ass, digging his nails deep into my tender skin.

"Daddy,"I moaned.

It was his turn to smirk,"Daddy has to punish his bad baby boy."

"Fuck me daddy," I thrust my hips roughly into his.

He threw his head back and let out an animalistic noise" Baby boy."

Suddenly, a pair of hands pushed me away from him and I looked up to see Mully towering over us with a disgusted look on his face.

Lewis just chuckled before taking another sip of his beer.

"No way in hell. There will be no fucking on my watch!" Mully shuddered, "Definitely not on my watch, urgh."

The lust lingered in our eyes and Harry licked his lips hungrily.

I, being the smug little shit I was, excused myself to the loo and walked away.

Walked slowly away. Swaying my hips seductively and bending over to pick up my wallet that I accidentally dropped.

I could feel the forest green eyes bore into my ass. A familiar frustrated groan   tickled my ears as I cockily sauntered into the stalls.

I relieved myself quickly, wanting to get back to my sweet darling boyfriend as soon as possible.

But just as I was cleaning up by the sinks a pair of large hands grabbed my hips and a hot breath fanned against my face.

"Were you trying to tease me back there, love."

The blood drained from my face. This wasn't Harry.

I spun on my heel to face this old middle aged man. Stubble littered his chin and alcohol reeked from his clothes. A slight whiff of smoke lingered in his presence.

"N-no. I-it was for my boyfriend." My voice shook with fear and I desperately tried to pry his hands away.

"No. Baby boy. You are mine now," before I could react I was slammed against the wall and a pair of chapped lips were forced upon my own.

In a panic, I tried to shove his figure away but it was like pushing against brick wall. Ineffective.

Tears were streaming down my face as he roughly started trailing bites on my neck, his hands snaking their way into my pants.

"N-no! N-no! Stop!" I muffled out sobs as his hand squeezed my shaft.

My mind foggy, I used all my strength and kneed him in the balls.