hypeforni

关系：Harry/Niall 斜线有意义
分级：R
预警：smutsmutsmutsmutsomuchsmut
标注：OOC是我的OOC是我的OOC是我的
他们属于他们自己


“You are so fucking clingy, do you know that? “ Harry said, voice sounding raspy and tight.

Legs still wrapped around the bigger bloke’s waist, Niall let out a shaky whimper, not being able to say anything when he’s got Harry’s full lengths buried deep in his arse, burning him from the inside.

The thrusting today is god damn slow. It’s making Niall uncomfortable. He knows Harry is doing this to him on purpose, but he can’t figure out why.

He’s been ‘good ‘ lately according to his younger lover. But now he’s still being lifted up, pinned on the wall, trapped in Harry’s tanned chest and his inked while muscled arms. He can’t help being clingy. He has to depend on him.
“Damn those tooth pick legs, Ni. Do you even know what you do to me? When you did those little Irish dance moves? Your-fucking-legs. “

The low cursing below Niall’s ear just has him shook a little. Then he felt Harry’s big hands moving down and grabbing his thighs then spreading them apart a little more.

He sobbed at the stretching feeling, “ Ha-hazzy please I can’t-you are hurting me thigh...it’s-its so sore...” He expects his boyfriend to show a little mercy on him. He didn’t do anything upsetting, did he? Why is Harry getting this rough? He just can’t understand under this circumstance, when Harry’s moving inside him so slow and the heat is eating him alive.

“Please...please hazzy.” He choked out when he felt Harry suddenly raced up the pace. He doesn’t even know what he’s feeling anymore. He might just die on his dick. Maybe he will.

“So warm Ni you are...you accept me so damn well,” Harry grins when he feels Niall trembling a bit then his slick walls clenching around him like it’s always been-so welcoming and needy, “I’m gonna do you good Ni, till you’re so fucked up that I have to pick up your pieces and bring you back-“

He pulls himself out until his head is just about to slip out that tight ring of muscle, then he pounds in, harder and deeper than ever. He starts a pace where Niall is so taken out that the baby blue in his eyes are all gone, his pupils blown, and the only sound the blond boy could make is those high-pitched tiny little “uh-uh-uh”s.

He just doesn’t know what to do with the petite blonde, Harry has to admit. He sometimes wants to wreck him for no reason, like now. Niall is just the most delicate thing thing he’s ever seen.

Yet he’s all loud and happy and carefree all the time. God knows how Niall was created just the way Harry liked. How he can think about all this shit while he’s penetrating this little body, Harry said to himself in the head, multitasking skills ha.

Well for now he decided to give all the focus to his Ni, his baby, his golden boy. And he slows down. He starts drawing little circles with his hips, meaning to push his lover a bit. He wants a overstimulated Niall this time.

God isn’t he amazing when he reacts to all the things Harry do to him? And Harry gets what he wants. He always does.

Niall’s letting out choked sobbing noises with eyes rolling to the back of his head. He starts rambling meaningless begging, something like ” please stop” or “ need more”, Harry can’t quite tell what those words exactly are.

So he just keeps pushing the petite boy in his arms further. He is so going to wreck him completely.

“God Ni, so nice and tight for me,” Harry knows even the blonde would never admit, but he likes being humiliated with words. So he gives him what he wants. And he sees Niall’s done for it.

Niall feels Harry’s harshness in the previous thrusts and now the slowing loving torture he’s giving him. Not to be a sap but Niall honestly loves everything Harry gives him. He tries to take everything in. And he always wants to be praised when he’s done a good job. He just wants Harry to take care of him-his heart and his body-and maybe wreck him a little.

Niall can’t help but starts twisting his hips, not knowing whether to run from it or get more into it-the overstimulation.

Harry does love seeing Niall like this-all open and wet with slick all over his hips and thighs, breath shaking and toes curling, a total shivering mess.

Niall is feeling the familiar know forming in his stomach, so he pleads in his most voice,” Hazzy-haz I’m so so close-I-“ He doesn’t get the chance to finish his begging-Harry suddenly gives him a hard thrust, exactly hitting his bundles of nerves deep inside him.

Then he cums, spurting white ribbons all over Harry’s chest, whole body shaking.

Harry starts a rapid pace, pressing himself on towards his climax. He knows Niall’s hole should be too sensitive to take his hard pounding right now but he really can’t help this-can’t stand seeing the love of his life so done for his fucking into him but not doing anything about.

So he keeps on. But Niall-Niall is just too good for him. Despite all the abusing thrusts he’s taken, he’s still opening himself like he can’t get enough-he does, actually. He really just wants Harry in him all the time. He feels complete in this way.

So despite his sore arse, he still tries meeting the bigger bloke’s thrust half way every time.

And if he’s gonna be extra sore tomorrow then he deserves it cause after all he asked for it himself.


Fin.