Overprotective |nouis|

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"I'm going to make you mine." 

Niall would be lying if he said that those words, spoken in the rough and husky voice of his beloved older sibling, didn't turn him on because goddamn they did. He could feel himself melting with the way Louis's lips were repeatedly bruising his neck and the way their bodies were pushed together against the wall, with their clothes crotches rubbing against each other. He had to bite his lips to keep himself from moaning loudly.

Slowly, hands slid inside his shirt making the blonde hiss at the coldness of the touch but he kept chewing on his bottom lip, not daring to allow a single sound to slip out. Not wanting to give his older brother the satisfaction of knowing just how badly his body wanted him. 

Niall closed his eyes shut, allowing Louis to take his shirt off and toss it to the corner of the room and soon, there were lips moving down his neck and over to his chest. It felt different, the way Louis's rough stubble just kept on rubbing against his pale and soft skin, leaving a beard burn in its wake was probably the hottest he had felt in a while. And Niall liked it.  A lot. 

"Shit." The blonde cursed when a finger hooked in the waistband of his jeans, cautiously pulling them down. He couldn't, for the life of him, muster up enough strength to tell Louis to stop. Everything felt too good. The way Louis had his nipples between his lips, tongue flickering against the tight buds every now and then, and then way his hands were now palming Niall's hard length through the thin lacy material of his panties. 

"Such a little slut. Wearing panties underneath those goddamn tight jeans." The older of the two whispered hotly, his fingers slipping inside the material and grabbing fast onto the blonde's pre-cum slicked length. "You're such a bad boy Niall. Getting a hand job from your own brother." Louis made a clicking noise with his tongue, making the blush on Niall's cheek become a more prominent shade of red. 

"Fuck you."Niall hissed, closing his eyes shut when the brunette started flicking his wrist at a much quicker pace . 

"I'll be the one doing the fucking here, sweet-cheeks," The brunette grinned, pumping Niall's length quickly as he watched the blonde screw his face up in concentration, lips parted in a silent before and before he could reach his climax, Louis let go, leaving the blonde's hardened shaft and instead bringing their lips closer into a passionate kiss, with his hands cupping onto Niall's chubby cheeks. 

Their lips moved together in a slow and swift manner, with Louis biting onto the bottom lip every now and then, nibbling on the upper lip and without any tongue involved, he somehow managed to make Niall experience the most erotic kiss in the history of kisses he had ever received and then it was over. His older brother had quickly detached himself and was fixing up his own clothes and without a noise, he was out of the room, leaving Niall alone with rock hard on and his mind a complete mess while his heart continued to beat erratically against his chest. 

...

Niall kept his face down, eyes focused on the floor as he made his way through the large crowd of people and outside the room which smelled of sweat and weed. He took a deep breath of fresh air, closing his eyes and inhaling before sighing loudly to himself. Louis was....confusing,to say the least. He was always giving him mixed signals and it's not that Niall cared or anything, but he really didn't get why his older brother would behave like that. Towards him. 

The blonde quickly placed his hand in the pocket of his jeans and walked away from the party, onto the main road leading towards his house. He should probably have informed Louis before leaving but he didn't have it in himself to walk up to the brunette and utter a single word. There was just so much embarrassment on his side. He was certain that Louis had left him all hot and bothered as a type of revenge. 

The loud buzz of his phone caught him off guard, making the blonde frown as he got the device out of his jeans pocket. Frowning at the caller ID, the Irishman pressed the receive button, waiting for the familiar voice to come his way but when nobody responded and the only sound that could be heard was static on the other line,the blonde decided to take matters into his own hand. 

"Why are you calling me? I thought we talked about this." He ran a hand through his hair, smiling a little in relief when he could finally see his house coming into view. Quickening his steps, Niall thought of the way Louis would react when he gets to know about his missing presence from the party. Or maybe he won't notice at all. Thought Niall doubted that ever happening. His brother also kept a strict tab over his whereabouts. 

"...I know..." The voice replied, sounding every bit the same as what Niall remembered it to be. Biting his lips, the blonde reached for the doorknob, smiling when the door opened and thanked the lord above. He slowly tiptoed his way towards his bedroom, not uttering a single word and well aware that he was keeping the other person waiting on the other line but it wasn't something he hadn't done before. 

Upon reaching his bedroom, Niall quickly locked the door, plopping himself down on the comfortable bouncy mattress of his bed and finally turned his attention towards the ongoing phone call. 

"You know this will get the two of us in trouble. Louis will -" 

"Louis won't do anything. He's your brother, not your father. He can't make decisions for you." The sternness in the older man's voice made Niall's pants tighten.  He had a kink for people being slight rude and rough with him, with their words and actions. He loved being dominated and being told what to do, more so because then he could defy them and get punished but with him, that slow voice with such deep huskiness to it, telling him that, just did wonders for the semi he had already been supporting, courtesy of Louis.

"Either ways,I have to listen to him. He's my older brother after all." A brother who gave me a hand job and left me high and dry. 

Sibling goals, Niall wanted to chuckle at his own line of thought but he kept quiet, trying to keep the overly serious conversation going even though his eyes were getting drowsier with every passing second. 

"I can't live without you Ni. And even Louis can't prevent that." Niall rolled his eyes, not getting why people had to be such cheesy saps at times. 

"Listen here, what he said was the right thing. You're older than me and that in itself is a major issue. It's gotten us in trouble before and you lost your job over it. Why repeat the same mistake once again? Have you lost all sense?" 

"I know. I know. Fuck, I really didn't want to go all weak again and call up but  I missed you so much princess." Niall bit his lip at the pet name. It was a fun relationship, the one they had shared but honestly, he wasn't looking to settle down and he just hoped other people understood that as well. 

"Harry, we can't keep doing this.  If Louis gets to know then he won't hesitate to send you to jail." 

AN/ DUH-DUH-DUHHH! OVERPROTECTIVE IS OFFICIALLY OFF HOLD! UPDATES WILL NOW BE MORE FREQUENT AND HOPEFULLY REGULAR :D

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