50 shades of Styles

19

I have three times written this chapter, over and again. I don't want it to be too crude and too crazy, so I changed, I wrote it again, I took away, I added.

Still + 16 and still --> the plot aren't for all... :)

Hug Nelly

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Niall sat down naked on the bed in the playroom. He was a little embarrassed that he even went along with this game, or whatever you called it. The bed was a little cold, but he chose to obey. It felt more right to do what Harry asked him to do, but for the moment Niall wondered what punishment meant?

Niall heard steps outside the door and then the grip went down and the door opened. He looked down at the floor and he did all that as Harry had asked him to do, Niall didn't look up at Harry's face. He saw the feet and the tight pants. Otherwise, Harry had nothing on. It was as if the whole room changed when Harry showed up. He took his place, and he radiated the energy as told you right away that Harry was the one who decided.

"Sit down on the floor, legs apart and your hands on your thighs. You'll turn your back to me."

Niall obeyed. He slid down to the floor and turned his face to the bed. He put his hands over his thighs and he spread his legs. The stomach tingled and Niall suspected that it was because he had no idea about the future.

Niall heard Harry moved around in the room. It was quiet and it was hard to avoid to hear his own heart beating. Harry finally came up to Niall. He stood behind him and it was as if he regarded the Irishman in detail.

"Stand up."

Niall swallowed and he obeyed. Harry seemed to like that Niall was so docile. Niall wanted to obey, and he realized that he wanted to please.

"Hands on the bed and bend forward!"

Niall obeyed. He put his hands on the bed and he felt the bare butt bulged out towards Harry.

"You are so Beautiful!" Harry groaned hoarsely. "Spread your legs."

Niall swallowed and he obeyed. He looked down on the bed and one side of him felt that this was ridiculous, a silly thing to do. Yet he stood there and he wanted this, if it just didn't hurt.

Right as it was put Harry a whip on Nialls back. He pulled it over his back and Niall heard how the green-eyed guy moaned loudly.

"I will punish you." he groaned hoarsely and then let only the tip of the whip sliding down over Nialls back. "I punish you for asking about my choices in life."

The first hit with the whip, easy on the butt, yet so hard that it felt a little bit. Niall whined, just because he wasn't prepared.

"RED!" Harry mumbled hoarsely, and he let the whip slide with the top against the skin. "Don't forget that word!"

Again with the whip. This time on one of the buttocks. Niall closed his eyes. Third hit on the other buttock. Niall lost count, but it didn't hurt. Yes it felt, and it stung, but he made it. He could handle it.

Harry dropped the whip on the floor. His hands slid up over Nialls back and he pressed the hardness against Nialls butt. He groaned and rubbed the pants hard.

"You make me so horny." Harry mumbled hoarsely. He caressed Nialls back and then slid his hands down around his waist. He pressed himself against Niall harder and more desperate.

"I love your body!" Harry mumbled on. The voice was muffled, hoarse and so dark. Only the voice could affect Niall.

Harry pulled down his pants. Only so that his hard part was outside the fabric, and he pulled it between Nialls buttocks. Up and down. Niall groaned quietly, and he bit his lip. This was exciting, and he was surprised how much he wanted to be with Harry, and do all this.

"Oh Niall!" Harry moaned and he was moving faster and faster. "I'm going to come right over your butt."

Niall felt Harry reached the goal. He whimpered and he shook and he got out the hot liquid over Nialls butt. Then he stood there and he was breathing. Niall swallowed. Okay so this was a moment when it was about Harry's satisfaction? Niall was a bit disappointed, because he wanted the same thing. Harry groaned and he took down a hand. He smeared the liquid out and pulled it toward Nialls hole. Slowly Harry got it there, that much, that he could let a finger penetrate. Nialls tinted, because he wasn't ready. Harry brought his finger slowly in and out. On the same time he was hard again. Niall just gaping at it all. Harry was crazy? He managed much?

Three fingers. Hard in and out. Niall closed his eyes and he felt later that the fingers were replaced with Harry hard part. It happened quickly. It was as if it was a marathon. Harry groaned loudly and he moved quickly. In, out, hard, raw, fast. He pounded against Nialls butt. The pain from the whip was gone, but Nialls ass was sensitive and perhaps that was why Niall almost couldn't hold back the groans? He struggled to be quiet, and he felt his own body was approaching the result he wanted.

Niall came. He felt his whole body reached there and legs became weak. Harry was forced to keep him up with his hands. Niall felt his whole body shook and how he sprayed cum, all over the floor. He tried to be quiet, but it was difficult. Harry really seemed pleased and as soon as Niall was finished, he forced him onto the bed, on his stomach. Harry landed quickly across Nialls back, on top of him. He penetrated again and this time he was hard, faster and rougher. He took up Nialls hands over his head and put his lips against Nialls ear.

"You are mine!" the words repeated over and over again. Harry groaning higher and higher. In the end, he moaned loudly. Harry pressed in all that he had and he filled it, he come. He moaned and he almost bit Nialls neck.

Harry remained on top Nialls back. He was breathing quickly against Nialls cheek, and he still held the Irishman's hands above his head.

"You are my muse!" Harry mumbled hoarsely. "You're my angel, you're my god. Damn Niall, if you only knew how much I desire you."

Niall opened his eyes. He had no idea if he could talk or not. He chose to be silent. Harry kissed his cheek and his breath almost caressed Nialls skin.

"I want a yes." he mumbled on. "I want your signature on the paper and I want you here all the time."

Niall still said nothing. He felt Harry let go of Nialls wrists. Then he let his hands slip around Nialls body and Harry almost desperately hugged him. He kissed his cheek and down over the side of his neck. He kissed Nialls sweaty skin, and he did it with love. This wasn't that wicked Harry who wanted to hurt Niall. Niall sensed that if you removed layer by layer, Harry would be just a scared little boy.