Shattered || Narry

{12}

Niall

This was it.

It was finally going to happen to me and honestly, I didn't want it to happen with anyone else but Harry. Yes, I know this almost happened with Louis, but it just didn't seem right. It didn't feel right. It was almost like my mind knew that Louis wasn't right for me. That he wouldn't be the perfect one for me.

No. I'm not saying Harry is perfect...but to me? He is. I know I've only know him for about two months or so, but that's what I think.

He told me to lay back on his bed and I obeyed. I thought he'd get on the bed as well, but instead, I heard him turn on some music. I was about to sit back up but he told me to lay back down again. That's when I realized what was playing. It probably wasn't your typical "play while you're having sex" song, but somehow, it just fit.

It was "Please Be Naked" by The 1975.

Harry walked back over to the bed where I still was and climbed onto the bed; his towel still wrapped around him. I was sure by now it would have fallen off. But it didn't.

I let my eyes slowly close as I felt Harry softly kiss at my chest and torso. It felt amazing. I don't think anyone—not even Louis—had treated me so gently. Okay, maybe my mum did, but it's not the same.

I felt him kiss below my bellybutton now and I let out a soft exhale along with his name. He kissed in a line above my jeans before he slowly undid them and pulled them off of me. I heard him drop the clothing to the floor and then he kissed up my chest until he reached my lips. He brushed them against mine and I reached up to hold onto his face.

I traced the cracks in his face like I always did, except this time, Harry stopped me...but only to kiss me again. I slid my hands into his hair as I felt him slowly move his right hand down my body and to my boxers. He slowly palmed me; making me moan softly into his mouth.

Him touching me alone could have made me lose it. But, I couldn't let that happen just yet.

Harry brought his lips to my neck and softly kissed there, but I just wanted his lips on mine. So I pulled his face back to mine and brought him down until our lips were touching again.

Our lips move in sync as he continued to slowly palmed me. The pleasure was building up and I hadn't even realized I had bucked my hips into his hand until I heard Harry softly chuckle.

"Just relax, Niall..." he whispered as he took his hand away from my now very prominent bulge, "I'll take care of you..."

That's when I felt my boxers being pulled away from my body slowly. I moaned at the feeling of my dick slapping against my stomach and I heard Harry moan as well.

"Fuck," he mumbled.

"I-is something wrong?" I asked as I used my elbows to prop myself up to see Harry.

There was nothing wrong...Harry was just...pleasuring himself. Yes, so that meant that his towel was finally gone and in its rightful place; the floor. I tried not to stare, but I couldn't look away from Harry pleasuring himself...not that I wanted to, but I did want to do it for him. So I reached out my hand for his member and pushed his hand away. He looked into my eyes and gave me a small nod as if to say I could go ahead and touch him. So I did. I wrapped my hand around his member and slowly pumped him; making little moans and groans pass his lips. My name slipped out of his mouth softly a few times as well.