casual affair

Chapter 8

Harry pov

The whole way home Niall gushed over his flowers and kept thanking me and thanking me for how fun the day was and it was so sweet.

He talked around the sucker he still had in his mouth, which had now turned his lips and tongue a deep red color. I was mesmerized.

We got back to the house and Niall got a vase for his flowers and took them up to his room to sit them by the window. He came back downstairs the sucker now gone and sauntered over to me wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me, burying his face in my chest.

"I had so much fun today Harry thank you so much," He said into my chest and I chuckled lightly.

"You told me thank you eleven times Niall, you're welcome but you don't have to keep saying it love" I chuckled again and he blushed and smiled.

"I loved today, I loved spending time with you, I love my flowers, I love-" He said and then paused.

"I love everything about today" He finished and smiled at me.

Part of me wondered if he meant to say something else at the end.

"I'm glad baby, what would you like to do now? we could watch a movie or go swimming?" I asked and he pulled his face away from my chest but kept his arms wrapped around me.

"Or, I could show you just how thankful I am for today" He smiled sweetly at me and I cocked my eyebrow down confused.

He laughed lightly and leaned up to capture my lips with his. He kissed me slowly and lightly guided me over to the couch. Our lips stayed connected until the back of my knees hit the couch and I sat down. He got on top of me straddling me and kissed me again. He pulled away and smiled at me for a moment before kissing the tip of my nose.

"The flowers are really pretty, no ones ever gotten me flowers before" Niall said quietly and I frowned.

"Well they should because you deserve them, pretty boys should have pretty flowers" I said to him and he blushed.

He kissed my cheek before slowly crawling off my lap and standing on his knees infront of me. The soft blue of his eyes slowly becoming darker.

"And pretty boys should also show their appreciation to hot guys that give them flowers" He said and lightly rubbed my thighs.

I hummed a bit and he reached up to undo the button on my jeans and in a moment he had them off and was kissing around my thighs.

I groaned at his teasing as my dick got harder in my underwear and he smirked to himself. He reached up to pull my boxers off and slid them down my legs. My dick sprang out and his eyes widened a bit at the size.

He wrapped one hand around it and lightly licked the tip causing me to suck in a breath. He hummed and licked a stripe from the bottom to the top and then made eye contact with me. I was already breathing heavy at the sight infront of me.

"I want you to tell me how good it feels okay? i wanna make you feel so good" He said and I groaned and nodded at his words.

He then put the tip in his mouth and bobbed his head slowly still looking at me.

"Fuck ni" I moaned and he quickened his pace a bit before using his other hand to jack me off at the point his mouth couldn't reach. He twisted his wrist and circled his tongue around my tip when he would bob back up to the top and it felt so good.

"Oh my god baby, you're doing so good, fuck that feels so good" I cried out and reached forward grabbing his hair.

He went even faster and even deeper and my eyes rolled back as I moaned out again. He pulled his mouth off for a moment to lean down and take one of my balls in his mouth sucking softly, then the other one.