Demons ✓ [narry]

thirteen

Harry blinked a few times, heart racing. "Huh?" he asked, dumbfounded. Niall nodded, chewing on his lip. "Take my virginity. I want you to do it, Haz." he whispered, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

Harry's heart lurched into his throat. "Okay." he whispered, eyes slipping shut as he nudged Niall out of hiding and pressed a hard kiss to his lips. The boy below him let a soft grunt emit his throat, holding the other tight.

This was a terrible idea, Harry thought. If he went through with it -- and he knew he would -- he would be helplessly in love. But who could say no to something as important as taking someone's innocence? Niall had preserved it for so long and now he was asking Harry to take it. How could he say no?

His lips move slow and rough against Niall's, hands holding onto his hips as he felt a tug on his curls. "Baby." he grunts, suckling the others' lesser lip. Niall nods, panting heavily.  They're already so heated, their hearts racing and minds dazed in a lusty haze. Harry sits up, lifting his shirt off as Niall follows him up, kissing at his bare tattooed chest. 

"So warm, so beautiful." Niall whimpers, kissing up to Harry's collarbones. Harry whispered a thank you, pulling Niall's shirt off too, laying it down. He's leaning back down to cup Niall's face again, kissing him with more passion than he thought was possible. 

Harry didn't know it, but Niall's skin was on fire. He was a mess of emotions and feelings, his brain turned to mush with every touch Harry gave. And he just wanted all of him, all the time. 

"Harry -- Please." Niall whispers, kissing his cheek as the elder above him kisses down his neck. Harry was stroking his bulge over his pants, kissing further down his body. Niall's ears were pink, face flushed as his jaw popped open, panting. He was so flustered. Harry stripped Niall down to nothing except his socks. God was it a beautiful sight. Harry felt himself melt at the sight, Niall blushing and laid out, flustered and ready for him. 

He's dreamt about this, but never thought he would live it. The brunette kisses at Niall's hip, trailing slowly down his thigh. He's hooked his arms under Niall's legs, licking his lips and kissing back up the opposite thigh. 

"H-Harry!" Niall whined, and boy did Harry love it. "Hush, baby, we want this to be nice and slow, yeah?" Harry replied, wrapping his lips around Niall's tip. He suckles the flesh, slowly pushing his mouth further down his base. Niall's red face is scrunched in pleasure -- watching Harry work on his body.

Harry slowly bobs his head, moving his hand to pump what he couldn't into his mouth. Niall gasped, hips rolling with pure desire as filthy need. Harry pulls off after a bit, only to strip himself down and ready Niall. "Okay baby, m' gonna prep you, yeah?"

Niall nods, biting his lip as Harry pushes his legs up and apart, watching him through it all. Harry curses softly -- the only lube he had was saliva. He gets a finger drenched, before he's slowly pushing into the younger. Niall tenses, eyes closing at the unfamiliar feel. Harry starts kissing at his thigh again, slowly pumping his finger.