Camboy ☾stylan || s.u.

clubbing.

After another two round of shots, the two couples were all feeling a little tipsy.

Louis was a club promoter - he was twenty-two, his boyfriend twenty-one. The only reason Niall and Harry were allowed in was because Louis was able to let them in.

They arrived to the club with smiles on their faces, laughs leaving their lips, and arms thrown around each other. Louis laughed at one of Harrys stupid puns as he lead them to the front of the terribly long line.

People in the line objected to the group cutting in front of them, but were soon silenced by the hard glare from one of the bouncers. Louis smiled at the bouncer as he opened the door for the small group.

Inside the club was dark, loud, and extravagant. Louis immediately lead them to the bar, ordering them all a beer before Niall stopped him. "I want a cocktail, they're really good." he spoke shyly, hiding his face in Harry's neck, causing the younger male to chuckle and kiss his head softly.

Louis just rolled his eyes at Niall's words, ordering a fruity cocktail for Niall. He payed for their drinks, claiming that he was feeling nice.

Mere seconds after stating that he got his beer and left the other three to go dance. Liam rolled his eyes.

"He wants me to chase after him, does this every time," He chuckled, deciding to relax at the bar with Niall and Harry for a little.

"He's looking for you." Niall giggled as he saw Louis standing in the middle of the dance floor, his eyes darting looking for Liam.

"I know, I like to make him wait, I'll probably get hell for it later, and he's going to try to be dominate. It's cute, honestly, he thinks he can get away with trying to fuck me." Liam was obviously enjoying this, he was more relaxed around the couple.

"I'd go after him if I was you, mate, seems like a bloke has his eye on him." Harry nodded towards a male roughly Liam's height with slicked back black hair and what seemed like a blunt between his lips heading towards Louis, his hands going to Louis' hips.

Liam sighed as he pushed himself off of the bar, downing the rest of his beer before speaking. "That's Zayn, he likes to mess with Lou and I. He's harmless, mostly." Liam said a quick goodbye before heading off to the direction of his boyfriend, backing Zayn away from Louis.

Zayn just took this as opportunity to pull Liam's body against his, Louis giggling at his actions.

"Stop watching them, it's getting weird" Niall laughed, slapping Harrys chest, pulling his boyfriends attention to himself, off of the three on the dance floor.

"How about we move to the dance floor?" he asked sipping his cocktail as he backed towards the mass of bodies grinding on the dance floor, gently pulling Harry along with him.

Harry smiled and nodded at this, bringing his beer with him as he was being lead towards the middle of the dance floor. Niall was easily maneuvering though the crowd, moving his hips along with the beat, his drink above his head to keep it from spilling.

Harrys mouth all but watered as he saw the way Niall was moving his hips, and they weren't even dancing together yet.

Niall soon found a spot on the floor he deemed perfect, soon pressing his Harry's chest to his back, grinding his ass against Harry's crotch.

Harry smirked and placed his free hand on Niall's hip, slowly traveling down to his inner thigh, dangerously close to his dick.
Multiple drinks and songs later Harry was pulling Niall to the restroom, desperately kissing along the way, just needing more.

Niall giggled as he and Harry stumbled into the men's restroom, ignoring the other guys in the bathroom. Harry's hands were already on nialls ass, squeezing as he pressed their lips together in a sloppy heated kiss. Niall whined into Harrys mouth, wanting to get closer. He shivered when Harry pulled away and spoke "Stall. Now."

With one wet and messy kiss Niall grabbed Harry's hand, pulling him into one of the stalls. As soon as the door was closed and Niall fumbled with the lock Harry pressed him against the door, slotting his knee between nialls legs. Niall desperately bucked his hips up, not getting as much friction as he'd like, little breaths and whines leaving his lips every so often.

"Please, daddy, need you," he breathed, leaning forward to scrape his teeth along Harry's Adam's apple, causing Harry to groan softly.

"I can tell, you're so hard for daddy." Harry mumbled, slowly palming Niall's bulge through his pants. "Probably already soaked precum through your pretty little panties." He tutted, moving to painfully slowly undo Niall's pants and slip them down his thighs, his cute little black panties on display.

"Haz please, I need something," Niall squirmed, burying his face in Harry's neck while he littered love bites along Harry's neck and collar bone, only pausing when Harry finally slipped his hand into Niall's panties and wrapped a hand around his cock.

"Not gonna last long, daddy," Niall could already tell, everything was overwhelming. When Harry slowly started to stroke him and began kissing his sweet spot on his neck, he was gone, his head thrown back in the most deliciously loud moan. He barely lasted a minute before he was coming on Harry's hand, shouting Harry's name.

After resting for a moment and coming down from his high, Niall fell to his knees, not even bothering with his pants as he placed sloppy open mouthed kisses along Harry's hips, since his pants were low riders (of course). It took him a few moments as he struggled with the button and zipper, but eventually, with a giggle, Niall had undone Harry's pants and slipped them down his legs along with his boxers. Harry's erection sprang free, causing Niall to whine at the sight of it.

"Love your cock, daddy." he mumbled as he began to lick the tip, slowly but surely licking it from base to tip before taking it into his mouth. Thankfully he had no gag reflex so when he deep throated Harry he was fine. Everytime Niall did this Harry would gasp and tangle his fingers deeper in nialls blond locks, tugging harder each time.

"So good at this baby boy, doin' so good for daddy," he slurred, bucking his hips slightly. Niall pulled off for a second to breathe before speaking, his voice raspy,

"Fuck my mouth, daddy," Those words had Harry moaning out loud, that and how innocent Niall looked when he said it. So there they were, Harry fucking into nialls mouth, almost reaching his high. He soon came, crying out before coming down nialls throat, Niall swallowing it all like a champ.

After a moment he pulled out and tucked himself back in his jeans, helping his cute little boyfriend up and get situated again before kissing him messily, teeth clashing and tongues fumbling together.

"So good baby boy, you're perfect."

"I love you, daddy."

"I love you too, kitten."

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well this is shit

edit: liam and harry didnt know each other, in counters/ink i forgot about liam so i changed it to michael aka michael clifford