Can You Feel My Heart?

23: Punishment.

to celebrate 100K reads, I give as a present to you, submissive Harry. 

AW YEAH WE GOT 100,000 GUYS. YAYAYA. 

I really didn't want this set on private so i tried to make it as prude as possible. I hope its still okay. 

ITS ONLY BEEN 300 YEARS SINCE I LAST UPDATED IM SO SORRY. 

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Niall soon learnt that Harry refused to give any detail about what happened with his Father, and Niall wouldn't know what had happened until New Years, when it is released to the press. New Years was in 4 months, Niall didn't know if he could wait that long. 

"Niall?" that familiar, deep voice called out, echoing through Harry's penthouse, the one place Niall seems to be at, more than his own apartment. 

"Yes Harry?" 

"Why don't you just live with me?" Harry asked, yawning and then rubbing at his eyes. The pair had just woken up after a night full of naughty midnight memories (it's currently 3:30pm), and Niall had a new activity in mind already. 

"Because I can't, Harold." Niall tutted, walking over to his half-asleep boyfriend on the couch, "I need my own place for studies, to actually get work done?" 

"You get work done here." Harry sleepily argued, and he grinned when he heard Nialls hearty laugh. 

"Harry, as much as I love you, I really don’t get work done, and we both know that." Niall told him, walking over to Harry and kissing his head. 

Niall went to move away, only to be dragged down onto the couch with Harry, a chuckle escaping his lips. 

"This is why I can't live here right this moment." Niall said, and Harry groaned, "You keep me distracted, you make me horny, and I can't have that." 

"Why not?" Harry darkly asked, latching onto Niall's earlobe and sucking on it, making the blonde boy moan filthily. 

"Because of this." Niall panted, forcing himself to detach from the curly haired boy, standing above him. 

"Come back to me babe." Harry moaned, holding his arms out and smiling at Niall. 

"No, Harry, I have to go to school." Niall argued, and rolled his eyes when Harry shook his head childishly.

"No you don't." 

"Yes, I do." 

"Please stay." Harry pouted, and Niall groaned. 

"I have school." Niall said, "I have English Lit." 

"No you don't." Harry winked, and Niall had a million thoughts running through his head. He could just catch up online, it wasn't that important if he didn't go on campus... 

"We should talk about yesterday, talk about why you left me." Niall started, trying to pull an innocent face. 

"What? Haven't we already?" Harry asked, and Niall tutted while shaking his head. 

"Oh no big boy." he teased, "You should be punished for what you said to me." Niall said as he got closer to his boyfriend, moving his hand to his neck. 

Niall gently ran his fingertip down Harry's neck, down the middle, meeting the colour bone and trailing it, making Harry shiver. 

"Stand up." Niall instructed, and Harry obeyed, knowing that this was not like him at all.