sex journal [nourry au] [no updates]

// virgin mary //

HARRY
// i'm not myself lately, i'm foolish; i don't do this //

i don't know why i'm doing this, but i want to make sure i don't lose the videos, and the only way is remembering the vault password and the names;

password: tomlinson28

video one - all alone

video two - inappropriate

video three - daddy please

video four - fuck me; hard

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"He made videos?" I whimper in disbelief, "Niall we need to see those videos. I'm about to actually have a fucking nose bleed."

We decided to skip to the last one he wrote.

"You're telling me," he whispers, "Harry we need those. Daddy please?! I'm going to die if I don't see that."

"You're his best friend, do you have his phone passcode?"

"It's probably your birthday, not gonna lie." Niall responds and I whimper, because god he's fond of me.

"You alright?"

"God no...Louis is so..."

"Pretty? Yeah I know. What do you think it feels like having to be his best friend for all these years? All those times I've seen him naked and not been able to fuck the living day light out of him?"

I bite my lip, grabbing myself at the thought of fucking Louis; hard.

"You're so hard over him..."

"Who wouldn't be?"

"I am..." Niall whispers, grazing his tongue over his mouth and readjusting himself, "Why did my only best friend have to be the hottest man on earth?"

"I oblige," I look back to Niall, "I'm pretty hot too."

"Yeah but," he bites his lip and drops his head back, taking me with him, "Louis..."

"Mngh..." I start palming myself indiscreetly as Niall looks over to me,

"What do you think he does in them?" He whispers hoarsely and then I'm speed walking to him, crushing our lips together.

"God, I really wanna know," I whisper back as he presses our mouths together again. It's hot; really hot. The thought of Louis is getting us off like this.

What has this boy done to me?

Niall falls on the bed and I land on top of him, kissing his mouth as I grind my girth against his.

"Ah," his voice cracks as he grasps the back of my head, "we should wait."

"For what?"

"Louis."

I kiss him one last time, agreeing before I roll over and sit next to him.

"I hope he wore panties--"

"You're gonna make me hard all over again."

"Sorry," Niall chuckles and I smile at his cute little laugh. He's a cute guy. An extremely cute guy.

"So, what do we do now?"

"Can I erm, deflower him?" I request, "I mean..."

"Does it mean something to you?"

"I want to be the first person that makes him feel good," I explain, "you know? Make the first time memorable before we have our fun."

"Of course," Niall agrees, "you two should be able to have that. I already lost mine."

"To whom?"

"Oh, a friend." He confesses, "Asked him to do it."

"Oh," I continue, "well thanks. Can't wait for the actual fun to begin. Oh the things we're gonna do to Louis."

"Yeah," he sighs, "God, I never thought that reading that journal would benefit me so much."

"Just wait until we get those sex tapes," I bite my lip, "such a precious piece of art needs to be treasured in the best way."