One Direction ficlet | Niall/Harry | PG | 600 words
One Direction ficlet
Niall/Harry | PG | 600 words
canadiankracka said: FOR REAL, LITERALLY ALL I WANT IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW IS NIALL/HARRY MAKEOUTS.
And then, idk, this happened.
"I've got a bad idea with your name on it," Harry says, pointing at Niall and nodding solemnly.
"Get your own," Niall says, pull his pint in protectively. He's got a full glass right now and that emptied out what was left in the pitcher, so if Harry wants some, he's going to have to get his own. Niall curls his other arm around what is left of his plate of nachos.
"Nooo," Harry drags out, sounding honestly defensive, except - ha! - Niall totally caught the look he just gave the plate of nachos. Harry focuses himself, sliding his hand down Niall's arm to tangle their fingers together and Niall ready to fight back (he's got to get his beer out of the way, first priority. Doesn't want to knock that over). But Harry leaves his hand clasping Niall's. Holding hands is not a great way to get what you want (except with Zayn for some reason), and Niall is not sure what Harry's end game is here.
Harry leans in with an open mouth. The thing about these assholes is that Niall spends a lot of time with people pretending to kiss him. It's better just to stay still and let them pull away first or Louis will take it as a challenge and then Niall will end the evening with as many lovebites as Liam gets.
But Harry doesn't pull away first. It seems like maybe there should have been more steps before it got to this, but Harry's tongue is in his mouth and they're snogging, which just goes to show... Louis is the devil. Niall's not sure, but he'd bet the next round that Louis is responsible for this.
Harry kisses all showy, like he's making sure that no one could miss the quick wet thrust of his tongue into Niall's mouth. It's a bit much right off and Niall wants to laugh, but instead he closes his eyes, concentrates on sucking on Harry's tongue, which makes Harry squeak. Niall's definitely getting a high five after this, point to Horan!
Harry leaves his hand in Niall's and brings the other up to thread his fingers through Niall's hair, pushes forward so they're even closer. Their mouths fit together and Harry pulls back enough to nip at Niall's lower lip before pressing his fingers to Niall's jaw and kissing him again, his tongue sliding in deep and doing wicked things that Niall can't keep up with. Maybe Niall loses this round after all.
Harry tastes like he's been doing shots. He kisses Niall until Niall forgets that he needs to keep his hand in Harry's to guard the food and folds his fingers into the soft fabric of Harry's t-shirt, rests his palms on Harry's hips.
Harry eases out of the kiss slower than he came into it, mouthing at Niall's lips, bumping their noses together. Soft sucking kisses, and then a last drag of his tongue before he sits back.
"And that is how you do that." Harry gives Niall another long look before shaking his hair across his forehead and turning on the dimples.
Harry slides out of the booth and walks over to the bar, giving Louis, who is clutching his stomach and cackling, a high five.
Niall downs the rest of his pint. Harry didn't make off with any of his food, so Niall's going to call that one a draw.
Niall/Harry | PG | 600 words
canadiankracka said: FOR REAL, LITERALLY ALL I WANT IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW IS NIALL/HARRY MAKEOUTS.
And then, idk, this happened.
"I've got a bad idea with your name on it," Harry says, pointing at Niall and nodding solemnly.
"Get your own," Niall says, pull his pint in protectively. He's got a full glass right now and that emptied out what was left in the pitcher, so if Harry wants some, he's going to have to get his own. Niall curls his other arm around what is left of his plate of nachos.
"Nooo," Harry drags out, sounding honestly defensive, except - ha! - Niall totally caught the look he just gave the plate of nachos. Harry focuses himself, sliding his hand down Niall's arm to tangle their fingers together and Niall ready to fight back (he's got to get his beer out of the way, first priority. Doesn't want to knock that over). But Harry leaves his hand clasping Niall's. Holding hands is not a great way to get what you want (except with Zayn for some reason), and Niall is not sure what Harry's end game is here.
Harry leans in with an open mouth. The thing about these assholes is that Niall spends a lot of time with people pretending to kiss him. It's better just to stay still and let them pull away first or Louis will take it as a challenge and then Niall will end the evening with as many lovebites as Liam gets.
But Harry doesn't pull away first. It seems like maybe there should have been more steps before it got to this, but Harry's tongue is in his mouth and they're snogging, which just goes to show... Louis is the devil. Niall's not sure, but he'd bet the next round that Louis is responsible for this.
Harry kisses all showy, like he's making sure that no one could miss the quick wet thrust of his tongue into Niall's mouth. It's a bit much right off and Niall wants to laugh, but instead he closes his eyes, concentrates on sucking on Harry's tongue, which makes Harry squeak. Niall's definitely getting a high five after this, point to Horan!
Harry leaves his hand in Niall's and brings the other up to thread his fingers through Niall's hair, pushes forward so they're even closer. Their mouths fit together and Harry pulls back enough to nip at Niall's lower lip before pressing his fingers to Niall's jaw and kissing him again, his tongue sliding in deep and doing wicked things that Niall can't keep up with. Maybe Niall loses this round after all.
Harry tastes like he's been doing shots. He kisses Niall until Niall forgets that he needs to keep his hand in Harry's to guard the food and folds his fingers into the soft fabric of Harry's t-shirt, rests his palms on Harry's hips.
Harry eases out of the kiss slower than he came into it, mouthing at Niall's lips, bumping their noses together. Soft sucking kisses, and then a last drag of his tongue before he sits back.
"And that is how you do that." Harry gives Niall another long look before shaking his hair across his forehead and turning on the dimples.
Harry slides out of the booth and walks over to the bar, giving Louis, who is clutching his stomach and cackling, a high five.
Niall downs the rest of his pint. Harry didn't make off with any of his food, so Niall's going to call that one a draw.