By kinkyyziam
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"Niall, you're so cute." The brunette boy gushed as the pale, rosy cheeked boys face turned a splotchy red colour from embarrassment. "I mean you've got those big blue eyes, not to mention blonde and you've got the cutest smile ever." The brunette boy reached out and gave Niall's arm a light squeeze as his smile grew wider when he saw Niall blush again.
"You know I'm not a natural blonde, right?" Niall shyly stated as he felt the colour returning to his cheeks and the brunette boy took a step closer. "I-I dye it." He stammered as the other boy, who was about half a foot taller placed his hand on Niall's right hip.
"Niall, I think you're beautiful." The brunette boy reassured with a cheeky grin. "You'd be even more beautiful if I could call you all mine and it was you on my arm everyday." Niall could've swore his knees were about to give out at the boys words, nobody had ever said anything that to him before. He was only 11 whilst this boy was a year above him, he'd taken a liking to Niall and hasn't left him alone since. Not that Niall minded but he knew he had to be care because he could be watching, and Niall rather he didn't upset him.
"Thank you but I should get home, my brothers probably waiting for me anyways." Niall reluctantly said as the brunette boy pulled Niall in for a quick hug, said their goodbyes and both walked off in separate directions.
Niall was two blocks from his house, he'd been kicking a small pebble to keep him occupied as he walked seeing as he forgot to grab his iPod this morning, when he heard someone walking briskly behind him. He spotted immediately, knowing who it was and turned around greeting the dark haired boy with a smile. "Hey, Zayn. I waited after school for you but you ne-" He was abruptly cut off when Zayn roughly grabbed his forehead and yanked him towards his house. "What, what did I do? Zayn, let go you're hurting me!" Niall whispered shouted as he tried to wriggle free from his older brothers death grip.
"Shut up, Niall. I saw you, you know what you did." Zayn spat out angrily as he tugged his younger brother up the steps, unlocking the front door, shoving him in and locking it behind them both. "Get upstairs, take your clothes of and wait for me in my room. Got it?" Zayn chastised as Niall lowered his head submissively and nodded. "Go, now." Niall slipped off his backpack, tossing it in the front hall somewhere and turned on his heels heading upstairs to face his punishment.
All of this may seem a bit odd, an 11 year old boy being disciplined by his 18 year old brother but Zayn wasn't doing this out of hate or cruelty, no. Zayn has been in love with his little blonde haired, blue eyed brother since Niall hit 7 and started waking up with boners. Niall hit puberty surprisingly early and seeing as he and Zayn were so close, he trusted him with everything.
That includes Zayn teaching Niall what to do when he wakes up with a boner or one just randomly pops up during the day. Niall loves his brother but Zayn might just love the younger boy a little more, again not that Niall minded. He loved the love and affection his big brother gave him, made him feel special because it was only for them.
The two didn't become sexually active together until last year when Niall turned 10 and Zayn was still 17, but up until then they'd done everything and anything. Literally you name it, they've tried it.
Only there was one aspect of this relationship that bothered Niall, was the fact that Zayn got jealous so easily. Niall never flirted with anyone on purpose, half the time he doesn't even realize what's happening until later when Zayn's pounding into his small body and grunting about how much of a bad boy Niall was. To be honest, it turned Niall on. He liked to pain sometimes inflicted by his brothers rough actions, he liked the feel of the rope around his wrists, the gag in his mouth or even the feel of Zayn's hand when he'd give him a spanking. Niall loved it all and Niall loved his brother.
