Lilo & Nouis Smut (BoyxBoy)

23. With Pain Comes This Pleasure (Nouis)

When Niall wakes up Tuesday morning, it's storming a good deal outside. He can hear the rain slapping aginst the window and thunder crashing in the sky. It's just after six in the morning, which means that it's definitely too damn early for him to be awake, especially because they finally have a day off. He should still be asleep along with Louis. Niall looks at his boyfriend and smiles fondly, brushing his fringe off of his forehead. His breathing is steady as soft snores escape his slightly open lips, and he looks just so peaceful. Niall lays his head back down on Louis' chest and sighs contentedly, fingers dancing with the small chest hairs Louis has sprouting between his pecks. It's not until he squeezes his body closer to his boy that he realizes he has morning wood. He thinks about getting up and going to the bathroom to rub one out, but he decides against it when he looks back toward Louis. He doesn't want to risk waking him. (Louis isn't exactly the sweetest boy in the world when his sleep is interrupted.)

So Niall settles in with one of his legs thrown over Louis' waist and closes his eyes. He doesn't know how long he lies there trying to force himself to fall back asleep, but after a while, he sighs. He isn't sleepy and he's hard, and his boyfriend is still asleep so he can't even have help to take care of it. He pouts about his current circumstance before removing himself from Louis and pulling the blankets off of his body. He reaches over and grabs the lube, not feeling like getting up and going into the bathroom, and pulls off his boxers. He grabs his cock with a hiss and fucks up into his hand a couple of times to relieve the pressure. He moans quietly as he jerks his cock, occasionally glancing at Louis to make sure he's not stirring. Louis sleeps like the dead, so he's not going go be surprised that he can probably get through this entire wank without Louis even waking up.

After his cock is leaking against his tummy, Niall reluctantly lets go and squeezes some lube on two of his fingers. He then brings his hand down past his cock and circles around his rim, the muscle tight after not having anything inside for nearly a week. Niall teases his rim for a couple of moments before pushing his first finger inside, easily able to relax around it once it's in all the way. He begins to thrust his finger in and put slowly, trying to make enough room for his second finger. He doesn't touch his cock yet, won't until he's close, and instead, grabs the sheets in his other hand. After a few minutes pass, he feels comfortable enough to add his second finger. The stretch is a little rough, but it doesn't hurt. Niall moans and begins thrusting his fingers in and out at a slow pace.

He has to grab the back of his knee of his left leg and hold it up to his chest as he continues to finger himself. He starts to prod around, looking for that little spot inside of him that make shivers crawl up his spine. He whines when he feels himself getting closer to it, but he can't quite reach it yet. Niall swallows hard and tries to twist his wrist in a way that will make him hit head on with his spot, and with a little cramping, he manages to do it. He whines again and manages to keep that angle right. His cock is really hard and leaking on his stomach. He would grab it, but he's afraid he's going to lose the angle if he lets go of his leg.

"What in the world are you doing?" Louis' thick, raspy voice asks. Niall halts his movements and looks in the direction of Louis. He has his arms in the air and he's arching his back, small cracking noises ammiting from his bones. He's not looking at Niall, eyes closed, as he relaxes back in the bed with a sigh. Niall pulls his fingers out and closes his legs, feeling a blush spread up his chest to his cheeks. "Don't stop on my account." He says, but his eyes are still closed. Niall bites his lip but doesn't say anything or reach for his cock. At his silence, Louis opens his eyes and looks in his direction. There's a look of tired smugness in his blue eyes, and Niall can tell that he's probably just as turned on as Niall is. "Seriously, go on. I mean, you didn't even have the common courtesy to get up and do that in the bathroom, so now that I'm awake, I can't imagine you have much of a problem now." Niall feels suddenly shy and doesn't know what to do as Louis' piercing eyes stare at him from across the bed.