NIALL'S POV
After breakfast they decided to go to HQ's gym for some conditioning and a trip to the sauna and massage spa. They drove in Niall's Land Rover and parked in the underground carpark. They hit the gym and spotted for each other. He found it especially difficult to not let himself get carried away by Louis' rippling muscles dripping in sweat and his steady pants. Once they both had the familiar ache in their bodies they headed towards the massage tables and each recieved full body massages from professionals. Niall moaned at the feeling of experienced hands working the knots out of his abused body. This was a tradition of his and Louis'; going to the gym and getting amazing massages after a mission. He looked over and almost regretted it from the expression on Louis' face. His red mouth was parted as if in mid-moan and his eyes were half-slitted like a cat bathing in the sun, when he saw Niall looking over he smiled and held out his hand for an obligatory high-five.
They went to the saunas next and relaxed in the overly-heated steam room in nothing but small towels wrapped around their waists. "Ughh this is so freaking good," he half moaned.
Louis turned slowly to face him and grinned, "I know, we should come in like every week, they don't care as long as we save the world."
"That's a damn good idea," Niall replied closing his eyes and stretching his limbs out then settling back again.
His eyes shot open though when he felt Louis' head lay in his lap and looked over to see that he had lain across the wooden bench. He wanted to shift uncomfortably but he was too afraid that that would alert Louis of his semi that he had been sporting since watching the guy do the bench press. Instead he just decided to roll with it, lately he had been questioning if he was even still attracted to girls any longer. Vicky, the masseuse who had used to always get him going but today he barely registered her fantastic rack. He ran his fingers through Louis' sweaty but still soft hair and loved that the boy gave a breathy groan when he brushed his scalp.
"Lou?" Niall tentatively asked, not sure where he was going with this as he continued to stroke Louis' hair.
"Mmmm?" Louis lazily replied turning his head up to meet Niall's eyes.
"Um, you wouldn't mind if one of your straight friends turned out to be not so straight after all would you?" Niall asked biting his lip.
"No of course not, they're still my mate aren't they? I've never had anything against gays, I mean they might even be onto something, girls are starting to piss me off."
This answer gave Niall some courage and he heaved a huge breath before saying, " Well then, I guess this is me coming out to you Lou."
Louis looked up so quickly he thought he would get whiplash but instead he just gave Niall one of those Louis smiles that lit up his features and made you feel like you were the only thing that mattered. "Ni, how long have you been feeling this way? You could have said something ages ago, I mean I kept trying to hook you up with birds, I feel like an asshole now."
"No! I only noticed something was different a couple of days ago. Actually when you had your sex dream, that was actually incredibly erotic for me, and I uh, wanked in the shower after..." Niall said awkwardly scratching his head.
Louis blinked and opened his mouth then closed it again, finally he said, " Oh um, wow, I guess you're welcome then ha ha ha."
"Yeah, right, cheers hahaha. Listen though, I don't want anything to be awkward between us, I mean I'm still the same except well, I like cocks."
"Yeah no, you're my best friend in the world Ni, just as long as you don't start wearing feather boas and spandex underwear I'm good."
"Oh I'll be gayer than a diamond studded rainbow, sweetie. Besides I reckon you'd like my ass in a pair of spandex panties." Niall said with a wink. He swore he saw Louis swallow.
"Yeah yeah alright homo, anyways reckon you'd be the the giver or the receiver?" Louis asked with zero shame.
Niall however choked on his spit, "Jesus Lou, I dunno maybe giver? At least it wouldn't be a whole lot different to when I was straight."
"True, I reckon I'd receive, my ass is fabulous and I think it'd be amazing."
Niall's dick twitched at the the thought of Louis screaming beneath him, taking his huge cock like a slut. He knew by this time Louis could feel his boner and he looked awkwardly down at him in an almost apology.
"Mm feels like this conversation is getting young Niall excited," he whispered seductively and wiggled his head on Niall's hard cock for good measure.
Niall moaned loudly at the feeling and grabbed Louis' head holding it still, "I just confessed that your little wet dream about me the other morning had me going and now you're purposefully provoking me? It's like you want me to ravage the plump perfect ass. I bet you'd love that you little slut." Niall had literally no idea where those words came from but the look on Louis' face made it worth it.
Louis quickly sat up and faced Niall panting slightly and adjusting himself. Niall cocked an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the bulge in his towel. "Christ Ni, you almost had me turned there," Lou admitted.
Niall threw back his head and laughed, "There's still time Lou," he said with a wink then he got up and walked out of the sauna.
As they were leaving the gym and were walking past the front desk they nodded at Harry. Harry waved them over and handed each of them pale yellow Manila folders; their next assignment. "Your identities are in their along with the plane tickets to Austria. You leave next Monday, your weapons will be delivered to you by Zayn but I'm afraid neither of you will have vests because those will take some time to be made again. Good luck boys. Oh and Niall? Bring me back a little something from Austria I do so love their clothing," Harry stood up and leaned over until his lips were touching his ear, "especially the under garments. I like lace."
Niall just laughed and nodded then walked with Louis out the bullet-proof glass doors to the carpark. Louis huffed and shouldered his gym bag quite roughly. Niall was a little taken aback by his sudden change of mood, " What's wrong Lou?"
"Oh nothing, just Harry being a little slut and practically begging you to buy him a wardrobe of lacy lingerie."
Niall's eyes widened as he started the car, " Lou, you know Harry, he's the office slut, he's always flirted a bit, why does it bother you now?"
"Because you're gay and might actually take him up on his offer," Louis growled and glared out the window.
Niall braked and leaned over gently grabbing Louis' chin and turning it so he was facing him. "Lou, I don't like lanky guys. I like guys with light brown hair, blue eyes and a curvy body with a luscious bum almost like a girl's."
Louis looked shocked and his eyes darted all over Niall's face obviously looking for the tell-tale signs of a lie, something they were both professionally trained in doing. "Well then, you have impeccable taste, gay boy," he finally replied. But Niall could detect the breathlessness in his voice and decided he was going to have some fun now that he had come out.
