Every full thrust forward knocks a deep moan from the man beneath him, and Liam has to dig his hands into the mattress and into Niall's skin to ground him. "Li," he groans in a prayer. He snaps his hips forward harder, hitting the angle that makes Niall cry out, the angle that makes him bury his face in the pillow. Liam licks and bites down on his own lips, sweat dripping from his temples and down to his neck. Niall's getting harder to hold onto, coated in his own sweat and fucking himself back onto Liam's cock like this was his calling in life.
Niall picks himself up onto his elbow and reaches back to bring Liam's head down, and Liam bites down on the meat of Niall's back, wrapping his arms around Niall. He uses the grip around his waist to fuck into him quicker, snapping his hips forward hard. Niall sucks in a sharp breath and fists the hair at the top of Liam's head. "Jesus fucking Christ, Li, shit." Niall meets every one of Liam's thrusts with his eyes squeezed shut and head thrown back onto Liam's shoulder. Liam fits his face into Niall's neck and mouths silent words onto Niall's pulse, injecting them straight into his bloodstream. "Tell me you love me," Niall breathes.
Liam slows his hips down, rolling his body and getting deeper into Niall. "No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio," Liam starts in a slow whisper, lips dragging lightly over the shell of Niall's ear. Niall shudders and lets out a shaky breath. "O flecha de chaveles que propagan el fuego: te amo-" Liam presses kisses onto the sides of Niall's face and in his hair. "-Como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma."
Niall moans and his hand slides down from Liam's hair, pulling Liam's face towards his own and kissing him. "Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva dentro de si, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores." Liam's reaches one hand between Niall's legs and strokes his cock slowly. Niall's head falls forward with a breath and Liam drags his lips over the nape of his neck, thrusting into Niall with a rhythm that makes them both dizzy. "Y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo el apretado aroma que acendio de la tierra," Liam adds in a lower voice, slowly pressing the words onto Niall's skin.
Niall pushes back, moves Liam to lay on his back and straddles his lap. Niall seals their lips together in a heated kiss, holding onto Liam's face like he's afraid of losing it. Only sparing one hand to reach back, Niall seats himself on Liam's cock and begins to ride him. "Keep going," he murmurs against Liam's mouth.
Liam moves his hands to touch every part of Niall's skin he can. "Te amo sin saber como-" kiss "-ni cuando-" kiss "-ni de donde-" kiss. Niall bounces on his lap a little harder, his breath not coming easy, digs his fingernails into the skin of Liam's pecs. He sits up higher and uses one hand to push back the top of his hair. "Te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo." Liam runs his hands up Niall's torso and to his neck, bringing his face back down. Liam presses his forehead to Niall's and caresses the younger man's cheekbones with his thumbs. "Asi te amo porque no se amar de otra manera, sino asi de este modo en que no soy ni eres," he whispers genuinely, opening his eyes to look into Niall's. In Niall's eyes lay a raw intensity, like someone removed the protective layer from around him, leaving him exposed and vulnerable. Liam moves his hips to match Niall's, uses one hand to jerk Niall cock, inching them both closer to climax. "Tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mia, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueno," Liam finishes quietly, mouthing the words onto lips parted to receive them.
Niall kisses him then, chasing the sentiment in the only way he knows how, swallowing the words and repeating them without speaking. His pace begins to falter, hips bouncing and rolling erratically, until he's chanting Liam's name and burying his face in Liam's neck. Liam moves his hands and hips quicker until Niall finally cries out as he climaxes between them. Liam takes no longer than two more thrusts before he's toppling over the edge with him. With a sweat-covered, heaving chest, Niall moves his hips just enough to unseat himself from Liam's lap before letting his full weight collapse onto Liam.
Niall makes a contented humming noise and kisses Liam's collar and up his neck. Liam, feeling somehow refreshed and exhausted at the same time, gives a small laugh and rubs his hand up and down Niall's back. "Good morning," Niall drawls in his accent, sweet and thick as molasses, grinning against Liam's skin.
Liam chuckles and lets his eyes slip shut. "Oh, now you're awake. Okay."
"You're my favorite alarm clock," Niall teases with a kiss to Liam's cheek. Absently, he feels Niall reach down to take the condom off of Liam's cock and dispose of it in the bin next to their bed. "Better not fall back asleep or you'll be late, professor."
Liam sighs contentedly. "I've got some time." He peeks one eye open to look at the boy on top of him, whose smile practically radiates light brighter than the new day outside the window.
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