“First time, you say?” Harry spoke gently, slowly trailing kisses along Niall’s neck. “It should be special. And not with some stranger who would only brag about it on Facebook, or something. We couldn’t have that news get out, now could we?” He asked, placing his hands on Niall’s hips. His thumbs found their way up and under Niall’s shirt, rubbing small, slow circles against his skin.
“Have you ever been with a guy before?” Niall asked, disregarding nearly everything Harry just said.
“One, twice... maybe nine times- who cares?” His hands gripping and tugging at the hem of Niall’s shirt. “Just trust me.” He spoke, his voice low and slurred by the alcohol as he begun sucking softly on Niall’s skin. Niall was weirded out by this- sure, but at the same time, with the alcohol settling in, it was also the loveliest thing he’d ever felt. He couldn’t help but let out a soft, breathy moan. Harry quickly brought his hand up from Niall’s hip and over his mouth. “Don’t make a fucking sound, okay?” He commanded, taking Niall’s shirt and pulling it over his head, tossing it lazily to the ground.
Niall nodded, biting his bottom lip as Harry continued to kiss away. He wrapped his arms around the younger boy, pulling him in as close as possible, and eliminating all space between them. One arm wrapped around his body, holding onto him with quite a grip, as his other hand found its way to Harry’s head, tangling his fingers in the boy’s curly hair.
Harry kept moaning every so quietly into Niall’s skin. If there was someone else in the bathroom, they wouldn’t hear it. He kept doing so until he felt a poking down below, and Niall groaned, feeling his jeans getting incredibly tight. Harry let a hand travel down the boy’s body, his fingers grazing softly over Niall’s crotch over the fabric of his pants. Niall let out a soft moan once again, almost silently begging Harry to begin. Harry teased, rubbing Niall’s bare skin right above his crotch, and undoing the zipper painfully slow. “You little shit.” Niall cried out, throwing his head back, as Harry continued kissing the boy’s neck and chest.
Finally, he pulled Niall’s pants down, leaving him only his boxers. The stall doors touched the very bottom, so if anyone passed by they wouldn’t see clothes on the ground and two sets of feet. As much as Harry and Niall wanted to do this, they still had to be cautious that no one would catch them. Keeping this in mind, Niall propped Harry’s head up to meet his, joining his lips softly with the boy’s, declining any sounds that could come out of his mouth as Harry rubbed Niall through his boxers. With Harry in control, Niall tried to fight back by battling his tongue with Harry’s. Harry bit Niall’s lip as his hand slipped into his boxers, and Niall letting out a low moan. “I told you to shut up.” Harry smirked, joining his lips to Niall’s again as he began to jerk the boy off.
Harry kept a firm grip on Niall’s shaft, but still gentle enough so it wouldn’t hurt, as he moved it up and down, going slowly at first as he sloppily kissed Niall, their lips and tongues working together in harmony. It wasn’t until Harry decided to pick up pace, moving his hand faster and faster, that Niall couldn’t keep up as he kept moaning into Harry‘s mouth.
