Sacrilegious {ziall}

Looking so Pretty

"you look good in leather." he said with bright pink cheeks and a small smile. Zayn looked at Niall with an amused expression. "why thank you." he said, grabbing the small costume and looking it over. "so, do you like the boys?" he asked, turning his full attention to Niall.

"I do. They're both very nice. Claim they want to see me all sexed up." he said with a laugh, shaking his head. Zayn leaned down to kiss his cheek. "yeah, you'd look good half naked...you do look good half naked. You look good completely naked...you just always look good, Niall." he complimented, causingthe smaller boy to hit him gently, laughing.

"you three need to stop that." he said seriously, staring up at zayn, remaining completely silent for a moment. "you top, right?" he asked curiously, reaching up to trace Zayn's jawline. The older boy stared at him for a minute, nodding slowly. "yeah. I've never bottomed before, why?" he asked.

Niall shrugged, blushing. "Louis asked me if I topped or bottomed. I told him that I didn't know." he explained, hiding his face in Zayn's neck. Zayn nodded in understanding. "does sex still make you nervous?" he asked, rubbing the blonde's back.

Niall shrugged, keeping quiet. Zayn laughed softly. "you need to embrace your sexuality." he said. "you're gay, and you're sexy as fuck. And you look fucking perfect naked. You just need to be comfortable, y'know." he said, pulling away and making Niall look up at him. "so gorgeous. I mean, the guys want to see you in lingerie or a thong or leather or a costume or something. And you just blush and roll your eyes, but there is a reason. It's because you're absolutely stunning." he said, laughing softly.

"they want me to work the bar." he said, hacking his head. Zayn nodded slowly. "it'd be fun." he pointed out. "c'mon..." he said. "wait, no. Louis, Haz!" he called, leaning down to kiss him chastely. He smiled down at Niall reassuringly, turning to the boys when they came over. "okay, so what do you think Niall would look good in?" he asked.

Louis beams, clapping his hands together before leaning in to kiss Niall chastely. "blue. He'll look good in anything blue." he said simply, nodding once. "can I put him in a corset? Please let me get him into some lingerie." Louis pleaded, looking entirely too excited. Harry laughed, "or like...just a pair of briefs." he suggested, walking over to a different rack of clothing. "Calum, we're using one of your pieces." he yelled, bringing a pair of sequinsed, American flag briefs. "Calum is the closest to your size, I believe." Harry said.

Niall just stared at the three men. "I..." he trailed off, shaking his head slowly. "zayn rolled his eyes. "c'mon, princess. We'll be the only three to see you, if you want." he said. "comfortable in your body and your sexuality, remember?" he said, kissing him softly.

"can I please put him in a corset?" Louis asked again, louder that time, and Harry laughed, swatting Louis gently. "you have to ask /him/, Louis." the curly haired man said, sending a wink towards Niall, beaming happily.

"please Niall? Please? You'd look so pretty. So so so pretty. I have three different shades of blue. You can pick." he pleaded, putting on his best pouty face.

Niall swallowed thickly, looking between the three men. "I feel very overwhelmed." he said shakily, looking down at his hands. Louis walked over to him, pulling him into a tight hug. He was warm, and Niall was taken aback. "it's just...a lot." he said, and Louis shook his head. "but you'll look so fucking pretty." he said softly, kissing niall's cheek.

Niall rolled his eyes, sighing. "fine. Whatever." he muttered, and louis' face lit up. Niall was then tugged over to Louis' costume rack. "which one do you want?" he asked, pointing out three different colors. "you choose." he says stiffly, watching Louis pick an outfit before he dragged Niall over to a dressing room.

"okay, so this is a zip up corset with a Lacey bodice. And the panties are lace too. And this color will contrast with your skin so nicely." Louis said, reaching for the hem of niall's shirt, tugging it off. "see, look at you." he said happily. "you're all cream colored and soft. Stunning, really." he complimented.

Niall blushed red, letting Louis zip him in. "you're going to need to take both your trousers and your pants off before you can put your undies on." Louis pointed out, moving closer and undoing niall's jeans so casually that it was almost absurd.

Ten minutes later, Louis had completely explained all-things-lingerie to Niall, missing up his hair a bit before chuckling. "let's let zayn have a look at you, then." he said, tugging the smaller boy out of the room, clearing his throat to catch the attention of zayn and Harry.

Niall bites his lip, walking out behind Louis, and the response takes him completely by surprise. Zayn reaches out to touch his hip, feeling the sheer material, his eyes wide and dark. "Jesus Christ...I'm buying you some lingerie." he muttered, taking in every inch of niall's clear skin.

"damn. You look nearly as good as Louis in that outfit." he said, reaching down to stroke his thumb across niall's hipbone. "sexy." he mused. "not get out and go put on the boy shorts. More you, I reckon. Fits your personality better." he said, ushering Niall into the room.

It takes him only moments to get Niall from one outfit to the other, grinning happily. "I could actually just eat you up. "seriously, we don't open for another hour or so. We should get you on the pole...just to see how well you move." he said, "I for one would love to see you up there dancing." he said, dipping down to kiss him softly and chastely.

"Louis is in makeup. I'll send zayn in...I need to get into hair and makeup as well. You look stunning, Irish." he said before leaving Niall alone in the room.

He stared at himself in the mirror, not even seeing the meek boy that he normally felt like. He saw Zayn behind him in the mirror and smiled. "do you like it?" he asked, turning around, and zayn nodded, keeping quiet.

"if you and I were already intimate, I would take you on the table right there." he informed cheekily before kissing Niall slowly, his tongue in the blonde's mouth before Niall even knew what was happening.

Harry thinks that I should try dancing before the club opens." Niall said against his lips, in between fervent, massy kisses. Zayn's nodded. "it's all up to you, Gorgeous." he said. "maybe tomorrow...or maybe at home." he said. "I'll teach you how to give a proper lap dance, yeah?" he said with a chuckle, kissing the blond again,

Niall felt weirdly out of his element and at home in the same moment. It wasn't u til the door opened that Niall and zayn split apart.

"Jesus, there you are, Malik. You're up after Ashton tonight, okay? Harry said that you're going with leather?" he said, and Niall froze, keeping his face impassive. He recognized the voice from that day at zayn's flat.

He didn't think about a face that would go with the violence...but Niall didn't really want sayn to be around him.

Niall almost got out of the room without being noticed, but before turning to leave, the big boss man stopped, raising his eyebrows. "and who might this be?" he asked, glancing at Zayn.

"this is my boyfriend, Niall." zayn said simply. "we convinced him to try on a few things." he said, and the big boss nodded. "he's pretty. Say, sweetheart. Do you know anything about alcohol? I need someone at the bar...and I'd rather it not be nick again. He kept trying to give attractive men hand jobs...that man." he said, sighing.

I shrug. "I really don't kno much." he said. "but If zayn gives me his phone, I'll just google anything that I don't know." he said, a bit terrified of the man.

He nodded, a smile spreading across his face. "Irish." he mused. "if you ever feel like stripping, you have a job." he said. "but for tonight, bartender...and stay in that. You'll sell drinks, I promise." he said, leaving the room.

Zayn tossed me his phone, kissing my cheek. "go examine the bar. I need to get ready. See you soon, sexy. Stay beautiful." he said, and my heart fluttered.