Slave for you - Narry

Chapter 8

I never did end up going to class.

The weather was crummy anyway and I'd much rather be here with Niall. We were currently in my bed, he was lying on his stomach with his arms wrapped around a pillow while I sat cross legged next to him. I was walking my fingers up and down his spine, aware of the fact that he was watching me closely. He had slept for a little while after the episode but it was fitful and he woke shortly after when I had begun to trace my fingers over his cheek. I wasnt even trying to hide the fact that I had been watching him sleep, he was just so beautiful I couldnt find it in myself to be embarrassed. After that he had just stared back at me without uttering a word. That's how we've been for the last hour, him absorbing me with his eyes while I traced over every piece of his body I could reach.

I walked my fingers further down his back and when I had reached the hem of his shirt he tensed but didnt pull away like last time. I slowly slid my fingers undernieth it, waiting for him to stop me. When he didn't I continued my path until his shirt was almost up to his shoulder. I pray he didnt hear the gasp that accidently escaped when my eyes took in his scarred back. Red lines littered the pale skin and they looked like they had hurt, a lot. My hands were shaking and I willed away the tears in my eyes, knowing how much Niall disliked me crying over him. Once I had gathered my composure I slowly reached out and ran my finger over the largest stripe. Niall shivered and I spared a glance at him. His eyes were no longer open and his brow was furrowed but he still did not stop me.

"How?" I asked, I needed to know. There was a long pause and i thought he'd ignore me but then he shrugged as if this were no big deal.

"Whippings mostly."

"W-why?" A whip? Who would ever think to raise a whip at Niall?!

"Misbehavior I suppose."

Dont cry, dont cry. I just nodded not trusting my voice to be strong. Leaning over his small body I placed a gentle kiss on a welt that ran right across his spine. The reaction was instant, a shiver coursed through his body even bigger than the first one.

"H-harry, what're you doing."

"You're beautiful Niall." Kiss. "So beautiful." Kiss. "I just want to show you that."

He sighed contentedly as my lips ghosted over the botton of his neck and I breathed my last words into his ear. He continually let out these little sighs as I made my way down his back and then up again.

"I dont deserve you." It was so quiet I nearly missed it, which I'm sure was his intention so I let it go. Even though he was completely wrong, it was I who nowhere near deserved him.

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"Nialllllllll," I whined. "I'm boreddddd!"

"Then go out and find something to do."

My little angel had fallen asleep again but this time it was much more peaceful, only as much as I loved watching his cute little lips breathing in and out I was starting to get restless. I had poked at him until he woke up which Niall did not really appreciate.

"But I want to hang out with you!"

"Then lay down and shut up."

I huffed out a frustrated breath. What could I do to get him to pay attention to me. Okay yes I'll admit it, I don't like being ignored. Just then, an idea struck that sent a thrill through my body.

"Oh Niall," I leaned over and whispered hotly in his ear. He grunted in response. "I'm starting to feel a little... hungry. I'd just love to have something in my mouth." I dropped my voice an octave and made sure he could feel my breath on the sensitive skin below his ear. I grinned devilishly when he shivered.