Love Vs. Lust (Niam Mpreg)

Chapter 5

Some Lirry Smut 

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Liam's POV

I bite my lip as I walked out, I didn't mean the words I said, but yet I truly did and he wasn't my first go round. I moved on from what I said to what happened. Him below me, blowing me. I gained his trust, even though I saved him from that guy, I knew nothing of him, he was still okay with giving me what he was nearly forced to do. Just comes to show, you give them something worth doing it for they'll do it.  I smirked at that fact and walked into work, everything still hectic from the recent meeting when I brought up the fact our sales were dropping and anyone who I saw slacking, i'd immediately fire them, no hesitation. To me they were rotten pigs, that got some of my money. As I walked I was surrounded, asked many questions. One thing that caught my attention was the question 'Who was going to be our performer for our party?' I instantly thought of Niall.

"I'll take care of that. Now everyone to work now, I want sales up in the next meeting, which will be next week." Everyone darted off in their own directions. 

"Mr. Payne?" A small voice asked me but yet it was raspy. 

" Harry, just call me Liam. We're friends right?" He hesitanted before nodding. I smile regardless of how bad the pause hurt my heart. Maybe I didn't have any friends. Because it was I was cruel? I was acting just how my father did, how I never wanted to be? I shook off the thought, it was meant for another day, another time. 

"Liam right, can we talk?" Harry said, striding over to his office. I nodded and walked to his office. He and I were the only ones who had closed offices. I made him my vice president when we first met. The first ever vice president with me, she quit after she, never mind, it's not important. Not anymore. I remember the first time I saw Harry, he was gorgeous but I was trying to heal, he and I became 'friends' or at least I hope we were. 

Flashback- Three Years Prior

"Mr. Payne?" He knocked before sticking his curly head through the door.

"Mr. Styles? Please come in and make yourself relaxed. You're here for the vice president job?" He nods. "You've been with our company-"

"Since you've been in presidency sir." I nod and folds hands in my lap before putting them on the table. "And I know every nook and cranny of the building and i'm two months away from graduating business school down the road. My girlfriend also works here and that would only be one condition."  I nodded. 

"So Mr. Styles, Harry Styles am I right?" He nods again. "You think if I give you the job I can give your girlfriend, just your girlfriend a higher pay? I can but that's not fair." He bit his lip. "However, everyone else who applied didn't have the youthfulness I was looking for, you're young and know the place and you're wanting to go places. I need that. This company is getting old but we can't fire the old people, bad rep for me." A smile appeared on his face. "I can't legally give just your girlfriend a raise but I can raise your pay by a tremendous raise, I need your hard work and if you can give me a little extra, I can pay off you student loans, i'm sure you have some right?" He nods.

"But what would I have to do?" He asked. 

"Be my friend." 

"I will."

Flashback over

"So Harry what seems to be the problem?" I asked standing against the wall.

"Your addiction, it's back isn't it?" He said sitting at his desk. "If it is you need to let him go, he's innocent because you don't have sex with any of your 'victums' right? Keep him innocent and stop treating guys and girls like that, it's cruel. Does he even want it? Does he?" Harry said sitting up. "I repeat let him go, go get help, you need it." Anger boiled through me.

"Harry you have no fucking idea who you are talking to! I could fire you then what would you do?! I am so generous to you and your family!" I banged my fist on his desk and got quieter, seeing that people were beginning to notice the loud yelling coming from the office. "My addiction is my problem, not yours, so you keep yourself out of it, got it? I don't need your help, I don't need anyone's help. Got it?" I gripped his tie and pulled him closer. "God you make so angry. My office now." 

"Y-yes sir." He got up and walked out, me following behind. I gripped his sleeve to slow him down so it wasn't so obvious what we were doing. He was the only one to know about my violent addiction and he knew what was to come when he got into my office. I still remember his face when I told him about it. It was pungent, like a stink was going through the office, I still think it was that to this day.

"You know what's to come, you call me sir and you get undressed and on that desk." I whispered angrily into his ear. When we both were in my office I quickly closed and locked my door and closed the blinds. By that time he was nearly undressed and had cleared my desk. "Actually leave your boxers on." He nodded and obeyed. "I wish Niall was like that. Very voicing about what he wants, not broken yet. I know I say sex is a symbol of love, but it's only because I don't want you to get another idea. We won't have sex often okay?" He nods. I strip and stands between spreads legs. "Quiet my boy." 

"Yes sir." He says. I kiss him and trail my kisses down his chest and hooks fingers in his boxers. He sits completely still for the whole time. I tug his boxers down and his hard length bounces out. From what I could see he was just smaller then Niall. I grab the lube and lubes both of us up. 

"Ready?" I position at his bum hole. 

"Y-yes sir." Good I had him stuttering. I push in and start thrusting hard into him. He was tight so it felt so good on me. It had been 6 months since i'd last had actual sex. He was a moaning mess, so I had to cover his mouth with a bandana. I hold out for a good 10 minutes and cums inside of him. I grunt and pulls out, kneeling down putting my mouth around his tip and puts more of him down my throat until he's at the back of my throat. I bob my head and he cums quickly. I swallow and stand up. 

"Good job, Mr. Styles." He nods and gets up and gets dressed, taking the bandana off and handing it to me. He walks out and I get up and clean off. I quickly get dressed as I hear the jingle of the door bell and puts everything back. 

Time to start the typical day.