DADDY'S LITLLE ANGEL // NARRY AU

Chapter 15// Love me

Harry threw Niall on the bed and climbed on top of him, placing his legs on either side of Niall's hips, as he took Niall's face in his hands and placed a tender kiss on Niall's lips.

'I love you,' he said.

'Oh, good God, baby, I love you.'

'I love you, too,' Niall said.

'I never want to lose you,' Harry said, tracing along Niall's collar bones, placing a kiss every few inches.

He continued his way to Niall's neck, tracing kisses all the way up. He stopped at Niall's sweet spot, and started sucking the skin. He then bit down, and Niall's breath hitched.

'Ha-Daddy!' he moaned out.

'Yes, baby?' Harry asked, pulling a way for a moment to catch his breath.

'Speak, baby. Tell daddy what you want him to do.'

Niall gulped and closed his eyes as Harry's hands traced down his chest, stopping at his nipples and rubbing over them.

'C'mon, baby. What do you want?' Harry asked, a smirk tugging at his lips.

'You,' Niall managed to say, throwing his head back in pleasure as Harry started sucking at his nipple.

'I fucking love you. You know that, right?' Harry asked.

'I really fucking love you.'

Niall's eyes fluttered open, his blue irises slamming the breath out of Harry's lungs, leaving him speechless.

'Make love to me,' Niall said.

Harry just smiled, leaning down and capturing Niall's lips in a kiss.

'I will babe. I'm going to make love to you.'

He placed his lips on Niall's once more, and Niall opened his mouth, granting Harry the access he had been longing for. Their tongues danced around each other, exploring the dark corners of each other's mouth, trying to taste the sweetness on their tongues.

Niall buckled his hips, trying to show Harry how much he wanted him, how badly he was longing for him.

Harry brought one hand to Niall's bulge, pressing down, giving him a hand job through his pants. Niall moaned into his mouth, and Harry could feel himself grow harder with every sexual noise Niall made.

He pulled away and Niall could see his eyes grow darker, the lust shining through them like the sun breaking through the clouds.

He almost forgot to breathe.

Why the fuck was Harry so sexy?

No, scratch that. Why the fuck was life so damn unfair?

Or no, why did he get Harry? Why was life so damn good to him?

Harry took off his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly, and Niall swore he could've died peacefully then and there.

Seriously. Once you had seen Harry's chest, sweaty because he's about to make love to you, then I'm pretty sure you've seen it all.

God bless.

Niall then sat up and took of his own shirt, looking the other way, because he knew that he didn't look the way Harry did. He didn't have fine abs. He wasn't toned. He just wasn't as hot as Harry was.

But Harry took Niall's head in his hand, and forced Niall to look at him.

'You're beautiful. Don't you ever believe that you're not.'