Married to Styles (Sequel to Working for Styles)

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Niall

"Niall I'm bored," Harry sounded behind me.

I poured myself a cup of coffee from the mini bar; ignoring my fiancé's whining.

"Niall." He whined again.

"Yes, Harry?" I asked while sipping my coffee.

"I'm bored."

"Go wank in the bathroom or something." I shrugged my shoulders before I sat down at the small table next to the window.

Harry scoffed and sat up from the bed, starring at me as if I was suppose to do something.

"Do you think it's safe to go to the pool?" He asked. I looked over my shoulder out the window and into the parking lot.

"I don't see many cars here."

"So is that a yeah?" He asked. I shook my head before looking at him; he was frowning.

"I don't know if we should risk it."

"I'll wear a disguise!"

"In the pool?" I asked.

Staying at the hotel wasn't as bad as I thought. I thought I would miss the house and everything in it, but something about spontaneously leaving to stay in a hotel was nice. It was like a mini vacation.

"Entertain me please." Harry frowned.

"Harry, I'm not a toy."

"Just cuddle with me or something."

"You're ridiculous," I laughed while rolling my eyes.

"Your sister will come by with Molly soon." I assured him. Hopefully that would keep him quiet for a while.

"Come here." He said. I looked up from my phone, giving him the look. He pouted and batted his beautiful eyes.

"Please." He begged. I laughed before getting up; I found myself standing before him next to our bed.

"What is it that you want?" I tried not to laugh at how ridiculous my boyfriend was.

"Just lay with me." His hands moved to my waist, turning me around before he pulled me down onto the bed with him.

"Harry." I complained.

"Please." He said behind me, gently kissing the spot behind my ear.

"Your sister will be coming soon." I said. I knew what he wanted and he didn't want to just cuddle. Harry probably wouldn't take no for an answer, but we just had sex last night, I wasn't much in the mood.

"She's not the only one that will be coming." He whispered. I could feel him smirking behind me, which made me blush.

"Harry," I began but he cut me off.

"Come on. You've been such a good boy, daddy wants to reward you."

"What, do I get to top for once?" I joked. Even though, it has been a long time since I've topped.

"We'll see, baby. We'll see." He whispered before sliding out from under me. I laid on my back, starring at him confusingly while he began to undress himself.

"Harry?" I asked.

"Yeah, Ni?" He said as he threw his t shirt to the side of the room, leaving his jeans on.

"What are you gonna do?" I asked him. He smirked, leaning onto his arms quickly to give me a kiss; his body was hovering over mine now.

"Daddy's going to give you a prize for being such a good boy." My eyes went wide, how could Harry be so horny all the time?