Catch me if you can [NARRY AU]

Chapter fourteen

I dragged Greg to the dance floor. I wanted to dance, to grind, and to make Niall jealous. Greg was not really my type, but I found him attractive anyway. I stood behind him and started to grind. He didn't say anything about it, so I continued. He turned around and danced, but it stopped me from grinding. I was kinda horny, okay make that horny as fuck, so I pouted.



"Don't worry, you can grind later, but I wanna know who put his crotch in my ass first" Greg chuckled.



"Well, I'm Harry" I said. What else did he want to know?



"Yes I know that, but why do you want to make my little brother jealous?" he said, amused by my eagerness.


"Well, we went on a date and he said he liked me and then he turned into a bitch" I said. I didn't want to think about it, all I wanted to do was dance in the hope Niall would see me and would be jealous. I also kinda hoped that we would have sex but I blamed that on the horny state I was in due to the alcohol in my system.




Greg's face changed, but soon recovered. Because I was intoxicated, I guess I just saw things.



"Alright. Well, I am married and not gay, but you seem like a proper lad and my brother kinda deserves this I suppose, so do what you want" he winked and turned around.


He didn't have to tell me twice. I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind and pushed my crotch into his bum. We moved in sync and it provided me some kind of friction, so I was in a happy state. I didn't look for Niall, eventhough I did this for him, my mind was only focussed on dancing and creating friction. I let out breathless moans, but luckliy, Greg couldn't hear because of the loud music.



I felt a strong grip on my shoulder and I knew immediately who it was. My confidence slightly disappeared, but soon came back due to the many drinks I had before. He pulled me of of Greg, making Greg turn around with a sly smirk on his face. I smiled too. I turned around to face him and saw his state. It was hot and scary at the same time. His brows were knotted and his nostrils were slightly bigger. His upper lip shook a bit, making his perfect teeth show and he reminded me of a tiger, ready to attack.




"Greg, what the actual fuck" Niall groaned, accent thick, but he didn't slur. Which surprised me a bit, if I was fair.



Greg held his hands up in defence.


"Sorry bro, didn't know he was yours" he said, voice strong.




"Well he is, so fuck off. We'll talk about this" he said, not groaning anymore but anger still evident in his voice.



Greg walked away and I winked at him, signalling I thanked him. He smiled back and disappeared in the crowd.



"Harry, you come with me" he growled in my ear. He grabbed my wrist and pushed us through the crowd. Not knowing were we went, due to the alcohol and me thinking about Niall said I was his, I found myself pushed in a dark closet. Well, if this wasn't a cliché.



Niall pushed me against the door and slammed his body onto mine, so I could feel his entire body on me, especially his hard on. I let out a breathless moan.



"You know that you are mine, right" he stated more than asked.



"N-no" I said honestly. I really didn't. If the last two days was him showing affection, I was utterly confused.



"Wrong answer" he whispered huskily in my ear. He stuck his tongue out and licked the shell, then tucked on my earlobe with his teeth. I moaned again, and I could feel him smirk against my skin.



"I'm gonna ask you again, you do know you are mine, right?" he said again, hands running over my chest. I accepted the fact I was gonna have sex in a closet.


"Yes" I whispered. I didn't trust my voice, knowing it was shaky.



"Good boy" he whispered. His hands made their way from my stomach to my nipples, rubbing over them. I sucked in a breath and closed my eyes. I felt his hand leave, but soon I felt them again, now under my shirt. Rubbing over my nipples again, I started to pant.



"You like this, don't you, Harry" he whispered.



Oh god. This was like a wet dream to me. If I was gonna wake up I would be so dissapointed, I swear to god.


"Yes, yes"




His hands slowly left my nipples, only fingertips gazing over my torso, and rested around the era were my jeans met my stomach. He teased me, running his fingers along the line of my waistband.



"N-Niall" I whispered. I couldn't bring out anything else, but I hope he got the message of giving me more.



"What is it Harry" he said innocently. I would be mad, but then again, I would not. This was so hot.



"P-please" I chocked out.



"Oh, I love it how you beg, you should do it some more" he said, slightly groaning, what made me only moan some more.



At this point I couldn't care if I was desperate, I needed something, anything.



"Niall, please, put your hands around my cock. Please baby, make me feel good. Please" I moaned. I had never done this before, but apparently I did a good job. One of his hands palmed me through my jeans, while the other was busy with the button of my pants. I groaned and grabbed him by his biceps.



He unbuckled my jeans with success and his hand left the place were my dick was, so he could slid my jeans of my legs. It were skinny jeans, but he pulled so hard it went to my ankles in one swift motion. He got on his knees and started to palm me again.



He looked up to me and winked.



"I know something better than my hands, baby" he said. His accent was so evident, it only made my dick harder.


He - too slowly for my liking - pulled of my boxers with his goddamn teeth. My cock felt the fresh air and I hissed at the feeling. Oh god, I was really hard.



"Wow baby, really want some, huh?" he smirked. He winked again and I let my head fell back against the door.



"Hurry the fuck up" I roared. I couldn't take this anymore. I was gonna receive my first blowjob from a guy and I was eager as fuck.


He groaned and I nearly screamed when I felt his lips kissing the top of my cock. With my eyes still closed, I let it all come over me.



I suddenly felt his mouth around me and I moaned as never before. God, this felt so good. My hands found their way to his hair and roamed and tucked at it. The tucking made him moan, which made me moan even more, because I could feel them.



He started to suck and I felt him bobbing his head. My eyes were tightly closed still, eyebrows knotted together.



"O-oh god, yes" I let out. I needed him to know how good this made me feel. For I second I thought maybe someone could hear us, but then I realised they were probably busy with themselves and the music was pretty loud, too.



He licked the underside of my shaft and the feeling in my stomach increased.


"N-Niall, yes, oh"


I tucked at his hair again knowing I needed to feel him moan. He did, and I grunted. I was not gonna last long.



"Niall, I-I'm clos-se" I warned him. He didn't have to swallow for me, but if he did, I was not gonna stop him.


He kept bobbing his head and started to suck harder, licking the whole shaft and even scraped his teeth a little over me. I couldn't hold it any longer.


"Ni-Niall, I-I..."



I finished before I could finish. I shot my load into his mouth, and he didn't pull away. I let out breathless moans and let my mouth hang open, eyes closed and brows knot together. I panted quite hard and let my head fall against the door once again.



Niall left my dick and got on his feet, watching me as I was coming down from my hight. Once I opened my eyes, I was forced to close them again due to Niall's lips on mine. I could taste myself and got turned on once again.



I left his lips and got on my knees. I wanted to reach out for the zipper of his jeans, but he stopped me and helped my up on my feet.



"Niall, what the fuck?" I asked, angry, but also kinda hurt. Why couldn't I return the favor?



"Harry, babe, you're drunk and never gave a blowjob before. I don't wanna use you" he said, my chin between his index finger and thumb.



"But I wanna" I whined. He was not being reasonable.



"Harry, no" he said sternly, and then gave me a subtile kiss on my lips. He was so careful with me at this point, and I didn't like it one bit. I wanted him to be rough with me, talk to me like he did minutes ago.



"Niall, why are you being a dick?" I asked. He knew I wasn't talking about this. Well, not only this.




"Once you are sober, I'll tell you. But you have to believe me, I'm doing it for you" he said. He had his eyebrows knotted and he looked so cute. Somewhere, I knew I should be angry, and I was, but I knew I had to be sober to go over this.



"Niall, I'm tired" I whined. I really was. The alcohol and the actions from before worn me out. I rested my head on his shoulder and I heard him chuckle. He placed his hand on my back and started to rub circles. It was very soothing and I knew I could fall asleep right here, right now.



"I'm gonna take you home" he whispered in my ear.



"Noooooo, I wanna stay" I was really whining like a five year old now.



"Haz, you can't sleep here, there's a party going on. I'm gonna take you to your apartment, okay?"



He had a point, I guess.


"Okay, but let Louis and Liam know"



"I'll text Zayn, okay? Let's go, baby" he opened the door and I practically leaned on him. He pushed us through the crowd and opened the front door. We walked to - I guess what was his car - and got in.



"Is this yours?" I asked. It was the same car as we drove in when we went on out date.



"Yes, like it?"


"Hmmm hmmm" I hummed.



"WAIT!" I screamed, making him jump in his seat.



"Jesus babe, what is it?" he asked.



"You can't drive, you are drunk!"



He laughed. "You are the only drunk here, Harry. I don't drink when I'm throwing a party, you all are my responsibility, so..." he shrugged.



I was really surprised at this caring Niall, but I really liked it, too. I let myself sink in my seat and closed my eyes. I enjoyed the silence, and waited till we were home.



Minutes later, we stopped and I opened my eyes. We were at my apartment. I got out, and so did Niall.


Once I opened the door and walked in, I saw Niall standing at the door, hesitant to walk in.



"You can come in if you want" I said, hoping he would.



"Better not" he said. His voice held some sort of sadness.



"Please, I don't wanna be alone. Please" I said. I really didn't want to be with anyone but him at the moment, I wanted to cuddle with him and just sleep.



I saw the doubt on his face and I pouted, but was surprised when he walked in.


I grabbed his hand and walked upstairs. Once we got in my room, I let him look around whilst I got rid of my clothes. I hopped under the covers and waited for him to lay beside me.



He saw me in the bed and smiled. He slowly got rid of his clothes too, making it a delight to watch. Once he was in only his boxers, I let my eyes roam over his body. He wasn't very board build, but it suited him. His tattoos showed beautifully against his pale skin. He only had tattoo sleeves, but that was enough for me. I could see a six pack and a - if I may say - very sexy v-line. His boxers were white, so I could see his member quite well. I looked at my hands instead, not wanting to get hard again.


"Noooo, look at me, it's hot" Niall said, while laying to my side. I chuckled and shook my head. He laid down and I laid my head on his chest, cuddling to his side. His hands ran through my hair and I closed my eyes, ready to fall asleep.



"Harry" a nervous Niall asked.

"Yeah"




"Why were you dancing with my brother?"



Well, fuck.




"I-I...eh...I.... I was really upset with the way you treated me so Liam said I should make you jealous and then Louis and him got Zayn involved and I was against it I swear!" I explained quickly.



He chuckled.




"Well, I feel flattered, but never do it again. I meant it when I said I like you Harry, it's hard seeing you with someone else" he said casual. I was always surprised by the way he could say things like this so normally, like we were discussing the economic state or something like that.




"And" he whispered in my ear, "I really want you to grind me like that, no one else"


It sent shivers down my spine and when I suddered, he chuckled.



"Let's just sleep, okay babe?"


"Okay"


I made myself comfortable on his chest and drifted into a deep sleep, holding the guy of my dreams in my arms.












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