Marry Me [Narry]

Part One

A.N.: Dedicated because I find it crazy I haven't dedicated anything to them yet and they are so kind! :) 

The words rang in Harry’s mind as if they had just been spoken – I do – and he couldn’t help the grin that spread on his face at the memory as he walked around the car. Harry tugged open the door for a blushing Niall and helped his husband to his feet, leaning down to kiss him lightly and, no matter how light it was, Niall still jumped in shock. He looked up at Harry with wide eyes, blinking for a moment before he shook himself out of his haze and smiled up at Harry.

“It still doesn’t feel real.” Niall mumbled low, cheeks dusted with a lovely shade of pink.

Harry pressed his lips to Niall’s and mumbled against his mouth. “I know.” He whispered before pulling back with a smile. “But it is. Now,” Sweeping low, Harry picked Niall up off his feet and knocked the car door shut with his hip. Niall giggled, ducking his face into the crook of Harry’s neck as Harry walked up the drive and, for a moment, he struggled with the front door and his keys. He managed to push it open without putting Niall down and he twisted to walk in, kicking the door shut with his foot.

“Welcome home, darling.” Harry smiled warmly, watching as Niall looked around at the new love nest he had bought for them so that they could live together instead of in separate apartments. Harry continued walking down the hall with Niall in his arms, carrying him to the master bedroom and he chuckled lightly as Niall gasped at the electronic candles strewn around the room to give it a dim, warm lighting.

“This place,” Niall started as Harry put him on the edge of the bed and he lay down on the soft mattress, fanning out his arms beside his body as if he was making a snow angel. “It’s amazing, Harry. No, it’s perfect! How’d you find it?”

“That’s not important right now.” Harry sat on the edge of the bed and played with the lapels on his jacket as he looked down at Niall. “What’s important, Mr. Styles-.” Harry tried to continue but Niall cut him off with a curt sigh.

“Oh, I don’t think so!” Niall frowned at him, pursing his lips. “We’re the Horans! We talked about-.”

It was Harry’s turn to cut off the conversation as he wrapped a hand around Niall’s tie and tugged him to partially sit up. Harry twisted his head and leaned in to whisper in Niall’s ear. “What’s important, Mr. Styles,” Harry rumbled, pressing a lingering  kiss to Niall’s cheek. “Is to let me please you.”

“Oh, god,” Niall moaned, falling boneless back on the bed and tilting his head back as he arched his neck in offering. Harry took that as consent and he now reached down to tug off Niall’s tie in slow jerks, bending double to start sucking a mark onto Niall’s pale skin.

When it was untied, Harry left it slung around Niall’s neck and moved to start undoing the white button-up Niall wore under the black jacket. He shoved the shirt and jacket off Niall’s body, pulling it away until it fell off the bed and Harry ran his hands along the length of Niall’s chest. He fingered the hem of Niall’s pants before he reached back for his tie and tugged Niall to his feet. Niall stumbled in his step, wavering for a moment before he looked up at Harry with hazy blue eyes and parted pink lips that Harry just had to kiss.

When he pulled away, Harry brushed the tips of his fingers down Niall’s chest slowly before he reached for the hem of his pants again and he thumbed at the buckle lightly. He flicked his eyes from the button to Niall’s, waiting for unneeded confirmation, but Niall still nodded, sucking in his bottom lip. Running his hands down Niall’s sides, Harry sank to his feet in front of him and he slowly pulled off Niall’s dress pants until they were tangled around his ankles and Niall kicked them off.