Niall-Centric One-Shots

I've Come to Fix Your... Pt. 2

More like "I've CUM to Fix Your..."
Anyways, smut ahead!

"Hey, Niall?" Harry asked into the phone, nervously running hand through his hair.

"Is this Harry?" The sweet voice came from the other mine, and Harry couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, hi," He breathed. "Are you free right now?"

Honestly, Harry didn't know what he was doing. Sure, he'd had some hookups before, but he was never this nervous to call someone for a hookup. It was something about Niall, made him nervous and exhilarated all at the same time.

It took everything in Harry not to call the day after they had met so that he could see the small blonde.

"Oh," Niall said quietly, in and understanding tone. "You need help with your ten-incher?"

Harry just chuckled deeply before subtly moving his hand down to his crotch. "Yeah, you could say that."

"Yeah, I'm free." Niall said a little breathily.

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Once Niall arrived at Harry's house, he was a little more than nervous.

He wasn't a virgin, he did plenty of this with his ex-boyfriend Zayn when they were still together. But this is his frost time having a casual hookup, and with someone as hot as Harry, he couldn't help but feel anxious. And excited.

He pulled his jacket tight against him as he stood at Harry's doorstep, knocking on the door.

Harry opened it not only a second later, dressed in a loose black dress shirt, barely buttoned, and a pair of black skinny jeans.

"Niall, hey." He grinned, looking Niall up and down, who was wearing a pair of light skinny jeans, t-shirt, and a jacket that was too large for him.

"Hi Harry."

"Come on in." Harry said, opening the door wider so that Niall could get inside.

When inside, he noticed how nice Harry's apartment was. Very modern, and pretty clean.

"Do you afford this with the salary of a plumber?"

Harry chuckled, scratching the back of his neck, watching Niall observe his apartment. "No, actually I'm not a, uh, I'm not a plumber."

"Oh?" Niall asked, turning to Harry.

To Harry, he looked stunning. His bright blue eyes, pale skin, and sweet pink lips. Harry couldn't wait to ruin him.

"Yeah," Harry smirked. "I'm studying to take over my dad's position as the CEO of his company. I just help out around the complex when I have nothing else to do, my friend isn't great with his hands."

Niall was shocked, but recovered quickly. Harry was going to be a CEO. Damn, that's hot.

He slyly walked over to Harry, placed his arms around Harry's neck and played with the hairs at the bottom of his neck.

"And you, you're good with your hands?" He asked seductively.

Harry swallowed deeply, gripping Niall's waist tightly. Little Harry was already getting a little excited, so Harry had to will himself not to get hard too fast.