Underage Nourry
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Summary:
Niall has to watch his eight year old step brother for two weeks. Harry hates Niall, but absolutely loves Niall's boyfriend, Louis. Niall talks Louis into fucking with the door open, that way, the boy could join them.
Notes:
Harry- 8
Niall- 17
Louis- 19
Work Text:
"Niall, you're watching Harry while I'm gone. So no parties, no beer, no sex, no drugs. Nothing but Disney movies and pizza with your little brother. Understand?" Mum asked.
"Not even Lou?" I whined. "Lou is always welcome, since I know he gets along with children. Now be good. You know where the money for food is. Don't let Harry cook. He'll burn himself. If he gets sick or anything, medicine is behind my mirror. Your backup inhaler is in the kitchen drawer."
"Okay, mum." I said. "And one last thing before I go." "Yeah?" "I love you." "Love you, too, mum. Make good choices. I don't want another little brother, Harry's probably already a little brat." "Oh, shut up, Niall. I may be going on my honeymoon, but I'm too old to reproduce." She chuckled.
"Gross, mum." I sighed. "Bye, sweetie. It's only two weeks. Harry isn't that hard of a child to care for, just put on Fox and the Hound, give him so food, and he'll be fine."
"Okay. Bye, mum." I said, as she walked out, getting into her new husband's car. I went into the living room where my new step brother sat on the couch, watching Spongebob.
"Hey, Harold." " M' names' not Harold." He said, as I sat down next to him. "Can I call you Harold, though?" I asked, slinging my arm around his shoulders. He pushed it away, pouting at me. "No. You can't call me anything."
"Why not?" I asked. "Because I don't like you." He huffed, crossing his arms. "Why don't you like me?" "Because I used to be an only child, until you came along, but dad says you're my brother, even though you're not."
"That hurts my feelings, Harry." I said. "I'm going to my room now." He said, getting up. I sighed, taking my phone and calling Louis. "Yellow?" He asked. "Come over. I need your help for the next two weeks with this little brat."
"Why should I help?" "Kids love you. Now get your arse over here." "Fine, fine. I'm coming. You must've shoved that butt plug into something bad." He replied. "My butt plug is amazing, thank you." I said.
"Whatever, Ni. I'll be there in a bit." He said. "Bye." I said. "Bye." He said, before hanging up. I sighed, going up to Harry's room. "What?" He asked, when I opened the door. "Stop talking to me like that, Harry. I'm 17, you're 8. I'm in charge of you, and you are not going to disrespect me. Understand?"
"What're you going to do? Spank me?" "I sure as hell will." I said. "Don't swear." He said. "Don't tell me what to do. Hell, arse, bitch, shit, fuck." I said. He gasped, tears filling his eyes. "You can't say those words!" He gasped, starting to cry. "Well I just did." I said, turning around and leaving.
Soon, Louis was straddling my hips, pressing kisses to my neck. " 'S a shame that Harry doesn' like you. We could teach him a bit of fun, don't cha think?" He mumbled into my neck. "If he were older, yeah." I hummed, running my fingertips along his spine, making his back arch.
He grinned, opening my drawer, and pulling out the lube. "Harry's in the other room." I said. "He'll think we're playing or something stupid like that." He smirked, before kissing me softly. "Fine." I sighed.
He grinned, handing me the bottle of lube, then getting up to peal off his bright red jeans. I got up, pushing him back on the bed. He bit his lip, looking up at me. "Think you can cum just from my tongue? If you can, I may fuck you tonight." I smirked.
