round 13 - team canon - he must not forget that he is so important - 3/7
The next day had an early start. Many interviews to be done first thing in the morning. Like every other country, Australia had its early morning, “lets welcome the new day and sunshine” TV talk shows. And they happen to be so lucky and get to make appearances on them. Niall woke up to find Louis and Liam were gone but Zayn was still sound asleep on the other bed - while Harry is curled up on his side of the bed next to Niall. Niall could not help but notice how Harry’s lips were pressed together ever so slightly as he slept. After what happened last night, Niall was sure that it was going to be hard to ignore Harry’s lips.
Their very first interview in Australia is on the TODAY show. Most of it goes as most of their other interviews go. Questions about X-Factor, their Album and the current tour. Expect today, they get to announce that they are returning to Australia and New Zealand on their 2013 world tour. Towards the end of the interview, some more light hearted and “fun” questions are asked.
“You’ll wanna hear the answer to this one girls. Who’s the best kisser?” The female host asks.
“Woah” Niall blurts out.
The audience erupts into screams, cheers and clapping. The rest of the guys just laugh halfheartedly not really sure why this question is being asked. The girl who was invited up for a “cuddle” by Louis earlier in the interview raises both her arms up into the air and asks to please test this one out. Louis leans forward in his seat,
“How… How do we know who’s a good kisser in the group?” Louis says as he points around at the other guys.
Zayn chimes in,
“Yeah we don’t know. Obviously we don’t know…” Zayn says without a laugh.
Liam turns around to look at Zayn right as Harry yells out,
“NIALL!” Suddenly crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes going wide at the sudden realization of what he just said. Harry’s eyes shift from side to side quickly.
Liam agrees with Harry, “Yeah, Niall.” Liam says patting Niall on the knee. All Niall can bring himself to do is put on a fake smug smile and lean back in his seat. He can’t believe Harry just yelled that on live, national TV. Apparently Harry was not just being cute when he said that Niall’s accent was his favorite. Niall can’t stop the real smug smile from over taking the fake at that thought. Louis starts pointing around to the other guys again,
“And I know we’re all close but we’ve not all kissed each other in our spare time.”
Liam turns and looks and Niall just as Niall turns and looks at Liam - playing into the audiences cheers and what Louis just said, they both lean in to one another as if they are going to kiss but then pull away laughing. The interview does not dwell on this question and moves on to the next question. After the interview, Harry walks shoulder to shoulder with Niall as they are ushered to their next appearance and interview. When slowed down and waiting to go through the doors at the back of the studio to get to their van, Harry leans over and says quietly to Niall,
“I hope we get to room together more often.” He says as he squeezes Niall’s wrist.
Niall just smiles and he nods, secretly hoping for the same thing.
Australia is amazing. There are no other words for it really. Just amazing. The sheer amount of fans that are here is still confusing - but so wonderful. To know that their music has not only broke the borders of the UK and hit America, but Australia as well? Who would have thought? On top of that, New Zealand too? Unreal. They did not have but two gigs in New Zealand - which the fans were a bit disappointed about but they had announced that they would be back during their 2013 world tour. As if being in and performing in Australia and New Zealand was not already a huge bonus, they were of legal drinking age here - and they did not ignore that fact.
After their Wellington gig, they all decided to go out to have a drink despite it being stupid o’clock in the night. Even Liam was on board for their late night outing. Niall could hardly contain himself. He was super eager to try a pint specific to New Zealand. The bar they ended up going to was a little bit more crowded than expected but mostly everyone left them alone. Thank gosh. Niall sat contently between Zayn and Liam; talking about the gig early in the night, what they are going to do as soon as they got home for their few weeks break before they have to leave for the US leg of their tour. Zayn was peculiarly captivated by Liam’s words… or lips. Niall was not all that sure nor did he truly care what was going on between those two at the moment so he happily enjoyed the way his beer moved in the class.
After about ten more minutes of Liam and Zayn blatantly flirting around Niall, he finally spun around on his bar stool just in time to see Louis dragging Harry out of the bar by his shirt. Niall did not have enough curiosity to follow or really even try to find out what they were up too. Suddenly, his bum vibrated. Hopping off his bar stool and pulling his iPhone out of his back pocket to find a text from Harry,
Haz:
Louis wants to show me this bar he heard about. Let Liam know where we are off too yeah? Thanks Ni.
Niall stared at his phone for a moment before texting back,
Niall:
Sure thing.
Harry smiled to himself, thankful that Niall was so easy going and not asking questions. Stuffing his phone back into his front pocket and turning his attention back to an already very buzzed Louis. Harry was thankful that he was feeling dehydrated so he chose to drink mostly water while out because the rate that Louis is going he will be carrying him back to the hotel. Not wanting to be a wet blanket on Louis’ fun, Harry decided to just lean back and let Louis drink as he pleased but not till he over did it. Harry was not sure if it was just a coincidence or whoever was running the music in this bar thought it would be funny to play The Wanted, but sure enough, “Glad You Came” was pumping through the speakers. Louis was being obnoxious about it.
Right as Harry turned around to tell the bartender to cut Louis off, Louis started to sing along with the song rather loud and in a rather mocking way. Louis had his arms up in the air just as Harry turned around. Louis was starring him down with a silly grin on his face. And then he screamed it,
“BOYFRIEND!”
Louis leaned in right after yelling out that word and kissed Harry. Quickly, sloppily and full of giggles. Harry braced his hands against Louis’ shoulders and pressed him away before quickly turning him around and wrapping his arm around his chest, pressing himself close against Louis’ back whispering to him,
“There are cameras on us. Outside of the bar. You can’t do that here.” Harry said rushed into Louis’ ear - hopefully his drunk brain can comprehend what is being said.
Annoyed by the situation, Harry flipped the cameras off before releasing Louis and turning back to the bar asking for a glass of water. Forcing Louis to drink the whole glass of water before leaving the bar, Harry stood at the bar brooding. Once Louis calmed down and was able to stand without breaking into dance and pointing in Harry’s face, Harry led him back to the hotel. It was a quick walk back to the hotel. Thank gosh Harry thought. He really just wanted to get behind closed doors at this point. Apparently so did Louis. Once the doors of the elevator closed, Louis had Harry pinned against the completely mirrored wall. Louis just smiled at him with that smile that Harry knew meant it was on.
Louis leaned upwards the tiniest bit pressing his lips to Harry’s as his body pressed against Harry’s at the same time. Harry glanced up at the little numbers above the elevator doors right as Louis’ slipped his hand into Harry’s trousers and instantly wrapped his hand around Harry’s suddenly growing erection. Harry closed his eyes trying to melt into the mirrors. Louis rolled up onto his tippy toes a bit with a hard tug upwards before dropping back to flat feet. Harry hooked his fingers onto the top of Louis’ pants and pulled his hips into Louis’, trapping Louis’ hand between their bodies.
The elevator dinged, signaling they were about to reach their floor. Louis pulled away from Harry and turned around facing the opening doors. No one was there. Louis stepped out first, Harry tailing behind slowly and in a bit of a daze now. There was no one lurking in the hallway from what Harry could tell. Then again, he was not really paying too much attention to his surrounding since Louis was bouncing along in front of him.
Louis stopped suddenly and turned around slamming his body into Harry’s slipping his hand back down Harry’s trousers and instantly stroking. Harry dropped his head down, pressing his forehead to Louis’ and gasping.
“Not here either Lou…” Harry panted.
Louis just smiled at him and started walking backwards, pulling Harry with him - practically by the cock. Louis fell back against his hotel room door with a loud thud, digging at his back pocket for the room key. Easily finding his key in his tight pocket and seemingly even more easily getting the key into the lock, Harry made a mental note of Louis’ nimble fingers. It occurred to Harry that Louis was rooming with one of the other guys since he had the single room this time around. Opening his mouth to question Louis who he was rooming with, Louis fell back through the open door, pulling Harry with him as he opens his mouth,
“Take off your jeans. I want to suck you off now.” Louis’ eyes light up hungrily.
They both stumble into the room. Harry’s previous question fading from his thoughts at Louis’ words. The door clicked shut behind him.
“Uhh… What the…? Hi?” A confused voice muttered.
Niall sat on the bed farthest away from the door and by the window. He was surrounded by water bottles, bags of crisps, trail mix and sweets. Niall sat frozen on the bed, an open water bottle in one hand and a crisp on the way to his mouth. The TV echoed through the room - some late late show was on air. Harry noticed Niall was only in his pants and socks, and that Louis still had his hand tightly on his erection and was still slightly stroking him. Niall drops the crisp back into its bag and blinked a few times. Louis mumbled some kind of gibberish and broke away from Harry.
“Ohhh… Sorry mate… I - I forgot that we are rooming together…” Louis managed to say, not at all trying to hide how amused he was.
Harry does not move or say anything - just stared at Niall and then looked at Louis. Niall shrugged slightly before popping a crisp into his mouth,
“I was wondering when you two would find your way back from that bar.” Niall commented lazily from around the crisp in his mouth.
Louis hummed in acknowledgment of Niall’s words before turning and yanking open the door and pulling Harry by the shirt out of the room and saying something about being off to Harry’s room leaving Niall alone again with his snacks and the TV. Niall turned his head back towards the TV but not at all paying attention. Did that just happen? Was that actually about to happen? Niall shook his head before taking a swig from his half full water bottle. Niall had no idea what to make of the scene that just fell through the hotel room door. He can’t help but wonder how far tonight will go for those two now. Niall shrugged and turned the TV up as he lay down, kicking some of the unopened food off his bed. Well, hopefully Harry will enjoy it as much as Zayn did Niall thoughyt to himself slightly bitter, jealous and very curious.
Louis did not return to the hotel room until hours later. Niall was in a restless sleep as it was, so the door opening and closing easily woke him up. He honestly did not expect Louis to even return to the room that night. Apparently Harry and Louis’ relationship was not like that. Louis instantly climbed into his bed and fell into his dreams quickly; unaware that Niall had even woken up. Not putting too much thought into it all, Niall dropped back into sleep easily.
Niall woke up before Louis, no surprise there. His stomach was protesting the lack of food in it so Niall happily wiggled out of his bed and quickly showered and dressed. Wandering down the hallway to the elevator at his own pace while scrolling through twitter, Niall walked right into the back of Harry, who was also looking down at his phone. Harry turned around slightly startled but a smile instantly slid across his face when he discovered it was Niall behind him. The elevator dinged to signal that it was approaching their floor. Harry slipped his phone into his pocket and looked at Niall, not saying anything. Niall followed suite and slipped his phone into his pocket as well.
“Have a good night?” Niall asked, not at all hiding the accusatory tone in his voice.
Harry dropped his eyes to his scuffed up white converse before looking back up and making eye contact with Niall and licking his lips slowly,
“It was alight…” Harry half shrugged.
“Do you two do stuff like that often?” Niall asked before he could stop himself.
Harry shrugged again,
“Eehhhmm… No. Not really. Last night was kind of a first…” Harry trailed off, not looking at Niall now.
Niall nodded his head slowly, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets,
“What even happened” Niall asked before he realized what he actually asked.
Harry looked up at him, brows furrowed - clearly apprehensive to answering the question.
“I… we… I just… he did exactly what you heard him say he wanted to do…” Harry mumbled quietly.
Niall nodded his head again. Silence fell over them. The elevator must have skipped their floor. Niall stepped around Harry and hit the button. Leaning against the hallway wall now, Niall looked at Harry and tried to break the silence,
“Do you do that with all-“ Niall started but Harry cut him off by slamming his mouth against Niall’s.
Niall pressed his back flush against the wall, letting Harry sink his weight against him. Niall pressed his mouth back against Harry’s probably a little harder than he should have. Harry responded by digging his fingers into Niall’s sides and humming into his mouth. Harry pulled his lips away from Niall’s and just looked at him, wide eyed.
“Were you in a hurry to get breakfast?” Harry asked.
“No. Not really.” Niall shook his head hard only lying a little bit, because food.
A slight smirk pulled at Harry’s face - obviously Harry knew he was lying but did not call him on it. Harry took Niall by the hand and led him down the hallway to him room and fiddled with his keycard before pulling Niall through the door into his room. As soon as the door shut Harry pressed Niall against it and pressed his lips against Niall’s neck, licking and sucking down to his collar bone. Niall tilted his head to the side enjoying the physical contact. Niall moved faster than his brain was able to keep up with because he had Harry on his back on the bed, his hand down Harry’s jeans and he is stroking him.
Harry reached up, hooking his fingers into Niall’s hair pulling his head down. Harry bit down on Niall’s bottom lip a little too hard. Breathing hard with Niall’s lip between his teeth, Harry managed to slip his other hand down Niall’s jeans. A true surprise to Niall in the moment causing him to jerk back a little bit, his lip slipping from Harry’s teeth.
“Jesus Haz, are you always this horny?” Niall asked.
Harry just smiled mischievously and bucked his hips, forcing his erection into Niall’s hand even more. Niall took that as his answer. Harry started to sloppily pump his fist. Niall flopped onto his back, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans and instantly popping back up into position. Turns out Harry took the opportunity to unbutton his jeans and was already stroking himself while waiting. Niall let out a choked giggle at the sight.
“Yeah, you are always this horny.” Niall finalized as he took Harry’s cock from him and started to move his hand up and down in sync with Harry’s movements on his cock now. Niall dropped his head into the crook of Harry’s neck and tried to control his breathing but it was useless. He was sleepy, hungry and getting a hand job from Harry at the moment. Harry was squirming against him, his chest rising and falling hard as well. Harry fell into a pattern - every seventh stroke was the hardest. Niall could feel Harry’s bicep flex just a little bit harder on that stroke. The first time Harry ran his thumb over the head of Niall’s cock and moaned is the instant Niall lost it.
Niall bit down on to the neck line of Harry’s shirt, gasping hard, pressing his head against the side of Harry’s head. Niall let out a hard grunt as the last wave of his orgasm rippled through his body. Niall has a death grip on Harry’s erection now. Releasing his grip a little bit was all it took; Harry was spilling over Niall’s fist and pressing his head back into the bed. His Adams apple bobbing in his throat as his tried to hold back a moan. Niall loved the sounds Harry made when he came. He was not going to lie to himself and ignore that fact at this point. Harry relaxed into the bed, his hand still on Niall’s softening cock now. When Harry finally opened his eyes, he had a blissed out smile on his face and he carefully removed his hand from Niall just as Niall pulled his hand back and dropped onto his back next to Harry.
They just laid on the bed for a few minutes in silence, letting their breathing return to normal. Harry turned his head slowly to look at Niall with a soft but still blissful smile on his face,
“Breakfast?”
Niall closed his eyes hard and pressed his head back into the bed letting out a hard laugh at Harry so casually suggesting breakfast after that. Niall took a big breath to calm his giggles and turned and looked at Harry,
“Hopefully the elevator will come this time or we might end up fucking…” Niall joked.
Harry smiled wide, flashing his teeth as his eyes lit up in the morning light before he let out a chuckle. Harry sat up slowly,
“Yeah… hopefully…” Harry said still chuckling.
America. They were on tour in America. America. It’s not the same as it was opening up for Big Time Rush back in February, since this time… they are the headliners. All the faces in the audience this time around are there for them. In America. Life was pretty awesome right now. One thing was for sure, America was a lot bigger than any of them actually knew. They were introduced to it a little bit back during the BTR tour but that did not last that long and there was not as many gigs. There were a lot of nights where they were cooped up on the tour bus on their way to the next destination for the next gig. Close quarters was not an issue for them after everything they have been through, but Louis in small environments for long periods of time is exhausting.
Niall knew that if it was bothering him, it was for certain bothering the other lads. Eleanor had flown home a couple days ago and that left Louis all wound up and restless. FIFA could only occupy them for so long before everyone was punch-drunk sleepy and edgy from all the competitiveness. Zayn was the first one to wander off to his bunk, mumbling a quiet goodnight. Harry had his head lying on the little table watching Louis and Liam bump their shoulders into one another as they hissed at the TV and swung their controllers around trying to get their player to run just a little faster.
Harry finally gave up and dragged himself to bed, nodding at Niall with a sleepy smile. Niall was not all that tired, but did not want to just stay sitting here watching Liam and Louis grunt at the TV and at one another. Lying down on the couch and pulling his mobile out to scroll through Twitter but Louis was starting egg Liam on and Niall automatically looked up from his phone at Louis’ words,
“Your ass is mine now, Payne.”
Liam huffed, but did not take his eyes off the TV,
“You would like that huh, Tommo?”
Louis cackled at the Liam’s words,
“I think you would like that more than me.” Louis half laughed.
Liam put his controller down, ignoring the game now and looking at Louis,
“Only a little bit more than you…” Liam sniggered.
Louis quickly glanced at Liam with a confused look on his face before looking back to the game; whipping his head back around and looking at Liam properly this time while pausing the game,
“Wha- what are you doing? Why did you stop playing? I don’t want to crush you because you gave up…” Louis whined.
Liam just smiled at Louis before picking up his controller again, un-pausing the game and egging Louis on,
“Then claim my ass, sir Tommo.” Liam snickered this time.
Louis shook his head with a curious smile before turning his attention back to the game. Liam and Louis fell back into a focused game play, grunts and huffs included. Except this time, Louis was practically sitting in Liam’s lap; and Liam was happily leaned back letting Louis wiggle and squirm against him. Niall rolled off the couch, landing on his hands and knees with a soft thud,
“I am going t’bed now. Have fun claiming each other’s asses…” Niall trailed off as he headed for the bunks without any acknowledgment from Louis or Liam.
The next day was pretty typical and subdued for all of them. Just lazy, tired day it seemed. The interviewers had a hard time keeping control of the interviews today as no one was really there mentally for them. Every time Louis and Liam randomly barked like a dog in the middle of one of the interviews Niall could not stop the giggles that erupted from him. Sometimes he wonders if the interviewers have any idea what causes his giggles or even hears the “woofs” from Liam and Louis. Regardless, Niall does not really care he just wants to get done with this interview so he can get to the venue and eat what should probably be considered a second lunch.
After about an hour and a clearly a lot bigger than a foot -long sub sandwich, two cookies, a coke and two water bottles Niall got up from the mess he made and his twitter session to go use the restroom. Zayn was asleep on the couch in the dressing room and Harry was curled up in a ball seemingly asleep in the overstuffed chair next to the couch. Niall did not even stop to wonder where Liam and Louis was until he as half way down the hall heading towards the bathrooms and had just passed another hall branch off to his left and could see Louis pinning Liam into a shadowed corner in the curve of the venue hallway. Niall stops in his tracks realizing that Louis has his hand down Liam’s jean and his face pressed into Liam’s neck.
Walking backwards to get a second look down the hall to confirm what he saw, Niall stopped as soon as the two were in focus. Liam had his hands resting on Louis’ ribcage, fingers digging in - slightly pulling up the shirt a bit exposing Louis’s white TOPMAN briefs waist band. Niall sighed to himself wondering why he always walks right into these situations as well as why he always freezes on the spot. At this point, Niall is not at all shocked that he is seeing this per se because he knows their history as a band together. But Liam and Louis? This is new. Liam rocked his head from side to side slightly, sucking on his bottom lip as his eye lashes fluttered. Louis lifted his lips to Liam’s ear and whispered something that caused Liam to drop his head down and bite onto Louis’ shoulder.
Liam’s right shoulder was rolling in the exact way that Louis’ was. Oh… so Liam was wanking Louis as well. Okay then. Niall shook his head in slight awe and shock. Suddenly, there is a tap-tap on his shoulder causing him jump into the air with a gasp. Niall jumped around to find an equally as startled Harry starring back at him with his wide eyes.
“You alright? What are you doing?” Harry asked with his hands out as if to say, ‘I come in Peace.’
“I JUST WANTED TO HAVE A WEE!” Niall pretty much screamed without any control.
Harry just stared at him not sure what make of his actions and loud answer.
“So… go?” Harry suggested still confused.
Niall spun around on the spot and bent slightly to look down the other hall to the area where Liam and Louis were. They are gone. Niall turned his attention back to Harry and just nodded his head, brows furrowed before turning and heading back towards the bathrooms but stopping and turning back to Harry,
“What are you doing?” Niall questions.
Harry shrugs,
“Just taking a stroll. Looking for the rest of you…” Harry sayid causally.
Niall nods again, “Ah…” before once again turning in the direction of the bathrooms and leaving Harry to do whatever it is he was actually up too. Finally relived and back in the dressing room of the venue, Niall sat back down at the table where his food mess was still all over noticing Liam and Louis playing FIFA quietly. Louis paused the game and turned around looking at Niall,
“Did you ever get to take your wee?” Louis asked with a cheeky grin.
Niall just stared at him.
“Did you ever get to come?” Niall spouted back at Louis quietly.
Niall noticed the back of Liam’s neck and ears flush red and his head hang slightly. Louis’ jaw dropped and then he pressed his lips together clearly taken aback; smiling as he shrugged slightly,
“Not yet.” Louis said slightly annoyed.
Niall shook his head as he tried to hold back the smile pulling at his mouth. Liam dropped his controller to the floor and turned around quickly,
“Can we not talk about this?” Liam asked the strain in his voice obvious.
Louis claps Liam on the back,
“Yes, yes we can. We still have a game to finish and I still need to own your ass.” Louis said in a matter-o-fact way.
Liam half smiles at Niall, the blushing of his skin fading away now; half-shrugging at Niall before turning back to the game. Niall flings his head back silently laughing to himself as Harry wandered into the room and sits down at the same table and flicked some of the shredded lettuce at Niall with a soft smile on his face. Niall proceeded to flick lettuce back at Harry. Niall could tell that Harry was bored which was why he was trying to pester Niall with soggy lettuce. Niall gave in because he was equally as bored and launched himself out of his chair pulling Harry sideways off his chair and to the floor in a tackle. Harry instantly started to laugh. Almost a giggle.
Harry managed to get behind Niall on his knees and he hooked his hands into the back of Niall’s boxers and yanked them up causing Niall to half laugh and half shout at the sudden tightness and pinching. Louis turned around with a slightly annoyed sigh at having to pause the game,
“Are you two trying to take advantage of one another or?” Louis questioned, with more fuel behind it, waiting.
Liam turned around to see what was happening, a frown on his face at the sight he was introduced too. Niall holding himself up on his forearms and knees with Harry positioned behind him one hand wrapped in Niall’s boxers and the other hand on Niall’s hip. Harry released Niall’s boxers and dropped back onto his heels looking at Louis. Niall sat up onto his knees, shoving his hands down his jeans tugging his boxers out of the places they are not supposed to be. Neither Harry or Niall answered Louis, just smirked at him. The prep team made their way into the room to get them all ready for the gig in a couple hours. The performance went well. Everyone hit their notes and marks and had a blast doing so. Niall did notice how Liam and Louis gravitated around one another as if they were magnets. Just drawn to one another unconsciously.
Niall was quite thankful that he was not rooming with Louis or Liam this hotel round. Knowing how pressed those two were all day and especially how edgy they were after he interrupted them he does not want to be in the same room as either of them that night. Walking out to the van, Harry caught up to him and just walked quietly next to him. Niall glanced away from his phone to acknowledge his presence before dropping his eyes back to his phone.
“Who is rooming with Liam tonight? Anyone?” Niall asked not expecting Harry to have an answer really.
“Zayn’s got the single tonight and Liam is with Louis. Which means it’s you and I tonight!” Harry lit up.
Niall smiled brightly at Harry’s smile.
“Do you want to play some FIFA? Like a ‘best of’ thing?” Harry suggests.
“Yeah! I’ll cover the snacks.” Niall said excitedly.
“I would expect nothing less.” Harry smiled even wider.
Well that’s that then Niall thought to himself. He knows what Louis and Liam are going to get up to tonight. Niall shook his head a little bit with a stupid smile on his face. The hotel was nice, like all the others. Their room was nice as well. Harry pulled his clothes off and sunk into the couch in front of the TV, waiting for the game menu popped up. Niall turned the TV up probably a little too loud but he saw Liam and Louis jumping into the room next to them and Niall is not into that tonight. Niall pulled off his shirt and kicked off his trainers and jeans.
“Are your ears plugged from the gig?” Harry asked with a frown on his face.
Niall shrugged, shook his head, nodded his head and lifted his arms all in one - not really wanting to talk about why the volume was up so loud. Harry shrugged and his facial expression relaxed as he set the mouth of his water bottle into his mouth and watched the title menu of the game. Louis stared at the wall him and Liam shared with Harry and Niall as he kicked off his jeans leaving him in his white TOPMAN briefs,
“What the fuck are they doing over there?” Louis said dramatically at the wall.
Liam sat in only his lounge pants, on one of the beds, wiggling his feet and channel surfing happily. Louis turned around and looked at him, almost waiting for an answer,
“I don’t know Lou…” Liam says not really caring.
Louis huffed and hopped on to the bed. Crawling up to the head of the bed and smacking the remote out of Liam’s hands,
“How are you feeling? Are you tired?” Louis asked quickly.
Liam’s hands were held still in front of him where he was holding the remote. Looking down to the floor where the remote now lie, Liam turned his head looking at Louis slightly confused at the sudden action,
“I’m alright. Just kind of restless as usual. I don’t want to go workout either…” Liam answers.
Louis nods attentively and then slips into Liam’s lap, straddling him. Liam leans back, looking up at Louis now,
“What are you - “ Louis cuts Liam off with a forceful kiss.
Liam settles into the kiss not trying to fight Louis at this point. Louis runs his hands down Liam’s arm, wrapping his hands around Liam’s wrists and pressing his hands into the bed, holding them there as he licks into Liam’s mouth. Liam does not struggle under Louis, he likes letting Louis take all the control and think he can hold Liam down. Leaning forward a little bit and pressing his lips harder against Louis’ now, Liam presses his hips upward into Louis’ underside. Louis starts to rock back and forth gently on Liam’s lap. Liam feels Louis’ erection against his lower stomach before he sees it. Liam pulls his lips away from Louis’ and looks down at the hard bulge in Louis’ briefs and licks his lips, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth.
Louis looks down as well then looks back up at Liam with a self-satisfied smile,
“Do you like what you see?” Louis asks with a wide grin.
Liam nods his head, still looking down.
“Do you want to touch me Liam?” Louis asks his voice laced with lust now.
Liam pops his bottom lip out from his mouth and exhales slowly, a whimper escaping with his breath.
“Was that a ‘Yes’?” Louis asks as he leans in to Liam, brushing his lips against Liam’s.
“Yesss.” Liam practically hisses.
Louis releases one of Liam’s wrists and slips his hand into his briefs, pulling himself out. Liam does not blink. Louis starts to stroke himself slowly, watching the way Liam’s eyes follow every little movement. Liam yanks his hand free from Louis’ hold, switching the hold onto Louis’ wrist; pulling Louis’ hand up to his lips, Liam pressed Louis’ index finger into his mouth slowly, locking eyes with Louis. Louis starts stroking himself faster now. Liam pulls Louis’ finger out of his mouth, a self-assured smile on his face,
“I think you want me to touch you.” Liam says confidently.
Louis swallows hard. Liam sets both hands on Louis’ bum and flips Louis’ onto his back, flat on the bed. Liam crawls up between Louis’ legs pressing his lips back to Louis’; taking Louis’ cock into his hand and pumping his fist. Louis dropped his head back onto the bed, his lips falling from Liam’s. Louis pressed his shoulder into Liam’s forcing Liam from on top of him and onto his side next to Louis on the bed. Louis pawed at Liam’s lounge pants, trying to get them down. Liam tugged at them himself trying to help Louis. Finally, his cock popped out, lying against his abs. Louis smiled suggestively at the sight, taking Liam into his hand instantly and stroking in sync with Liam’s motions.
Both of their breathing picks up. Louis turns his head to look at Liam,
“Look at me.” Louis orders.
Liam opens his eyes, looking Louis in the eye. Liam curls forward a little bit pressing his head into Louis’ chest as he comes against Louis’ side and in his hand; letting out a gurgled grunt against Louis’ hot skin. Louis gasps at the wet, warm heat; spilling over Liam’s fist. Liam drops to his back, swinging the arm he was laying on up across his chest as he breathes. Louis does not move. They both just lay there listening to the muffled sounds from Niall and Harry’s FIFA game in the other room. Louis starts laughing causing Liam to join in.
“That was a really long gig tonight.” Louis says randomly.
“It was, wasn’t it?” Liam agrees.
“I wonder why it seemed so long…” Louis says with a cheeky smile.
Liam shakes his head with a content smile.
After about two hours of non-stop FIFA, Niall could tell that Harry was done playing - mainly since he was not even trying anymore. Harry flung his controller onto the floor when Niall won the final game. Niall smiled at Harry, the pride obvious as he picked up an unopened bag of crisps.
“Do you want to play a different game?” Harry suggested.
Niall shrugged as he popped open the bag in his hands,
“Yeah, alright.” Niall agreed without looking up at Harry.
Harry leaned over to his right slightly, shoving all the sweets and crisps wrappers to the floor and sliding over next to Niall. Niall left his hand in the crisp bag, watching Harry curiously.
“What game?” Niall asks, squinting slightly.
Harry pulls the bag of crisps out of Niall’s hands and drops it onto the coffee table as he leans in pressing his lips to Niall’s. Niall smiles slightly against Harry’s kiss, reaching up and slipping one of his hands behind Harry’s neck. Harry instantly stopped kissing him and pulling away,
“There are rules to this game.” Harry says as he wraps his long fingers around Niall’s wrist and removes Niall’s hands from the back of his neck. “The first one to touch the other while making out, loses. Only mouths can be used.” Harry states.
“That’s it?” Niall asks amused, one of his eye brows raised.
“That’s it. Simple as that.” Harry smiles eagerly.
Niall shrugs,
“Okay.” Niall concludes.
Harry leans back in catching Niall’s bottom lip in his teeth and pulling back slightly, locking his eyes onto Niall’s as he moves. Niall raises both of his eye brows now. Harry sets his hands on his upper thighs, digging his fingers into his skin as he lets Niall’s lip slip from his teeth. Niall instantly drops his lips to Harry’s neck, biting down on it, running his tongue along the skin between his teeth. Releasing the skin and kissing the same spot as Harry tilted his head to the side. Pushing up off the couch suddenly, Harry slipped onto Niall’s lap so he is straddling him. Niall leaned back against the couch, looking up at Harry curiously. Harry dipped his head down, going in for a kiss - Niall arched his neck forward, going to meet Harry half way, pressing his lips out slightly in anticipation.
Harry pulled back, smirking down at Niall. Niall dug his fingers into the couch, his nails making a blunt scratching noise against the fabric. A deep laugh in Harry’s chest vibrates through him. Niall leans in and bites at Harry’s exposed collar bones. Harry gasps ever so slightly at the bite. Harry leans down, pressing his lips against Niall’s jaw and kisses up along it until he reaches his ear where he licks up the frame of it and then back down. Pressing his check against Niall’s, Harry starts to grind against Niall’s lap, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. Niall hums into Harry’s ear, sucking his ear lobe into his mouth causing Harry to start to rut against Niall’s lap now. Harry’s breath leaving instant streaks of cool spots on Niall’s neck.
Harry leaned back and glanced down between them, Niall’s erection peeking out of the slit in his boxers. Niall glanced down and then back up at Harry. Harry had an obscene smile on his face now. Wiggling backwards off of Niall’s lap, Harry dropped to his knees in front of Niall and looked up at him with his infamous intense glare. Niall just watched. Harry dropped his head down, working his lips and teeth against Niall’s boxers until his cock sprang out.
“Ha!” Harry said triumphantly.
Harry did not hesitate - he pressed his lips against the head of Niall’s cock and hummed in the back of his throat before taking Niall’s cock into his mouth. Harry’s curls fell forward, obstructing some of Niall’s view. Harry arched his back, taking more of Niall’s cock into his mouth. Niall could feel his cock hit the back of Harry’s throat. Niall gasped at the sensation - looking down along Harry’s back, seeing the way each vertebrae of Harry’s back marked his spine. Harry swallowed hard around Niall’s cock.
“Fuck… You win Harry.” Niall announced with urgency.
Niall set his hands on the back of Harry’s head, gripping at Harry’s hair. Harry instantly dropped his hands from behind his back, wrapping his right hand around the base of Niall’s cock and bobbing his head up and down now. Setting his other hand on Niall’s hip and digging his fingers into the bone, Niall threw his head back against the couch gasping. Niall removed one of his hands from Harry’s hair and pressed his hand against Harry’s forehead gently before pressing the curls out of Harry’s face exposing his face to Niall. Harry opened his eyes and looked up at Niall, his green eyes glimmering in the light as he looked up into Niall’s eyes. Harry nodded his head as much as he could in that position.
Niall’s chest and cheeks flushed suddenly as his tongue peeked out, licking his lips. Pressing his blunt nails into Harry’s scalp as he pressed his hips upwards slightly, coming into Harry’s mouth. Harry held still through every wave of Niall’s orgasm. Swallowing after each aftershock. Niall opened his eyes, releasing Harry’s head from his grasp. Harry sat back onto the floor, stretching his legs out and shaking his hair in his typical way and then whipping his mouth on the back of his hand.
“I think we both won.” Harry said with that same obscene smile on his face.
Their very first interview in Australia is on the TODAY show. Most of it goes as most of their other interviews go. Questions about X-Factor, their Album and the current tour. Expect today, they get to announce that they are returning to Australia and New Zealand on their 2013 world tour. Towards the end of the interview, some more light hearted and “fun” questions are asked.
“You’ll wanna hear the answer to this one girls. Who’s the best kisser?” The female host asks.
“Woah” Niall blurts out.
The audience erupts into screams, cheers and clapping. The rest of the guys just laugh halfheartedly not really sure why this question is being asked. The girl who was invited up for a “cuddle” by Louis earlier in the interview raises both her arms up into the air and asks to please test this one out. Louis leans forward in his seat,
“How… How do we know who’s a good kisser in the group?” Louis says as he points around at the other guys.
Zayn chimes in,
“Yeah we don’t know. Obviously we don’t know…” Zayn says without a laugh.
Liam turns around to look at Zayn right as Harry yells out,
“NIALL!” Suddenly crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes going wide at the sudden realization of what he just said. Harry’s eyes shift from side to side quickly.
Liam agrees with Harry, “Yeah, Niall.” Liam says patting Niall on the knee. All Niall can bring himself to do is put on a fake smug smile and lean back in his seat. He can’t believe Harry just yelled that on live, national TV. Apparently Harry was not just being cute when he said that Niall’s accent was his favorite. Niall can’t stop the real smug smile from over taking the fake at that thought. Louis starts pointing around to the other guys again,
“And I know we’re all close but we’ve not all kissed each other in our spare time.”
Liam turns and looks and Niall just as Niall turns and looks at Liam - playing into the audiences cheers and what Louis just said, they both lean in to one another as if they are going to kiss but then pull away laughing. The interview does not dwell on this question and moves on to the next question. After the interview, Harry walks shoulder to shoulder with Niall as they are ushered to their next appearance and interview. When slowed down and waiting to go through the doors at the back of the studio to get to their van, Harry leans over and says quietly to Niall,
“I hope we get to room together more often.” He says as he squeezes Niall’s wrist.
Niall just smiles and he nods, secretly hoping for the same thing.
Australia is amazing. There are no other words for it really. Just amazing. The sheer amount of fans that are here is still confusing - but so wonderful. To know that their music has not only broke the borders of the UK and hit America, but Australia as well? Who would have thought? On top of that, New Zealand too? Unreal. They did not have but two gigs in New Zealand - which the fans were a bit disappointed about but they had announced that they would be back during their 2013 world tour. As if being in and performing in Australia and New Zealand was not already a huge bonus, they were of legal drinking age here - and they did not ignore that fact.
After their Wellington gig, they all decided to go out to have a drink despite it being stupid o’clock in the night. Even Liam was on board for their late night outing. Niall could hardly contain himself. He was super eager to try a pint specific to New Zealand. The bar they ended up going to was a little bit more crowded than expected but mostly everyone left them alone. Thank gosh. Niall sat contently between Zayn and Liam; talking about the gig early in the night, what they are going to do as soon as they got home for their few weeks break before they have to leave for the US leg of their tour. Zayn was peculiarly captivated by Liam’s words… or lips. Niall was not all that sure nor did he truly care what was going on between those two at the moment so he happily enjoyed the way his beer moved in the class.
After about ten more minutes of Liam and Zayn blatantly flirting around Niall, he finally spun around on his bar stool just in time to see Louis dragging Harry out of the bar by his shirt. Niall did not have enough curiosity to follow or really even try to find out what they were up too. Suddenly, his bum vibrated. Hopping off his bar stool and pulling his iPhone out of his back pocket to find a text from Harry,
Haz:
Louis wants to show me this bar he heard about. Let Liam know where we are off too yeah? Thanks Ni.
Niall stared at his phone for a moment before texting back,
Niall:
Sure thing.
Harry smiled to himself, thankful that Niall was so easy going and not asking questions. Stuffing his phone back into his front pocket and turning his attention back to an already very buzzed Louis. Harry was thankful that he was feeling dehydrated so he chose to drink mostly water while out because the rate that Louis is going he will be carrying him back to the hotel. Not wanting to be a wet blanket on Louis’ fun, Harry decided to just lean back and let Louis drink as he pleased but not till he over did it. Harry was not sure if it was just a coincidence or whoever was running the music in this bar thought it would be funny to play The Wanted, but sure enough, “Glad You Came” was pumping through the speakers. Louis was being obnoxious about it.
Right as Harry turned around to tell the bartender to cut Louis off, Louis started to sing along with the song rather loud and in a rather mocking way. Louis had his arms up in the air just as Harry turned around. Louis was starring him down with a silly grin on his face. And then he screamed it,
“BOYFRIEND!”
Louis leaned in right after yelling out that word and kissed Harry. Quickly, sloppily and full of giggles. Harry braced his hands against Louis’ shoulders and pressed him away before quickly turning him around and wrapping his arm around his chest, pressing himself close against Louis’ back whispering to him,
“There are cameras on us. Outside of the bar. You can’t do that here.” Harry said rushed into Louis’ ear - hopefully his drunk brain can comprehend what is being said.
Annoyed by the situation, Harry flipped the cameras off before releasing Louis and turning back to the bar asking for a glass of water. Forcing Louis to drink the whole glass of water before leaving the bar, Harry stood at the bar brooding. Once Louis calmed down and was able to stand without breaking into dance and pointing in Harry’s face, Harry led him back to the hotel. It was a quick walk back to the hotel. Thank gosh Harry thought. He really just wanted to get behind closed doors at this point. Apparently so did Louis. Once the doors of the elevator closed, Louis had Harry pinned against the completely mirrored wall. Louis just smiled at him with that smile that Harry knew meant it was on.
Louis leaned upwards the tiniest bit pressing his lips to Harry’s as his body pressed against Harry’s at the same time. Harry glanced up at the little numbers above the elevator doors right as Louis’ slipped his hand into Harry’s trousers and instantly wrapped his hand around Harry’s suddenly growing erection. Harry closed his eyes trying to melt into the mirrors. Louis rolled up onto his tippy toes a bit with a hard tug upwards before dropping back to flat feet. Harry hooked his fingers onto the top of Louis’ pants and pulled his hips into Louis’, trapping Louis’ hand between their bodies.
The elevator dinged, signaling they were about to reach their floor. Louis pulled away from Harry and turned around facing the opening doors. No one was there. Louis stepped out first, Harry tailing behind slowly and in a bit of a daze now. There was no one lurking in the hallway from what Harry could tell. Then again, he was not really paying too much attention to his surrounding since Louis was bouncing along in front of him.
Louis stopped suddenly and turned around slamming his body into Harry’s slipping his hand back down Harry’s trousers and instantly stroking. Harry dropped his head down, pressing his forehead to Louis’ and gasping.
“Not here either Lou…” Harry panted.
Louis just smiled at him and started walking backwards, pulling Harry with him - practically by the cock. Louis fell back against his hotel room door with a loud thud, digging at his back pocket for the room key. Easily finding his key in his tight pocket and seemingly even more easily getting the key into the lock, Harry made a mental note of Louis’ nimble fingers. It occurred to Harry that Louis was rooming with one of the other guys since he had the single room this time around. Opening his mouth to question Louis who he was rooming with, Louis fell back through the open door, pulling Harry with him as he opens his mouth,
“Take off your jeans. I want to suck you off now.” Louis’ eyes light up hungrily.
They both stumble into the room. Harry’s previous question fading from his thoughts at Louis’ words. The door clicked shut behind him.
“Uhh… What the…? Hi?” A confused voice muttered.
Niall sat on the bed farthest away from the door and by the window. He was surrounded by water bottles, bags of crisps, trail mix and sweets. Niall sat frozen on the bed, an open water bottle in one hand and a crisp on the way to his mouth. The TV echoed through the room - some late late show was on air. Harry noticed Niall was only in his pants and socks, and that Louis still had his hand tightly on his erection and was still slightly stroking him. Niall drops the crisp back into its bag and blinked a few times. Louis mumbled some kind of gibberish and broke away from Harry.
“Ohhh… Sorry mate… I - I forgot that we are rooming together…” Louis managed to say, not at all trying to hide how amused he was.
Harry does not move or say anything - just stared at Niall and then looked at Louis. Niall shrugged slightly before popping a crisp into his mouth,
“I was wondering when you two would find your way back from that bar.” Niall commented lazily from around the crisp in his mouth.
Louis hummed in acknowledgment of Niall’s words before turning and yanking open the door and pulling Harry by the shirt out of the room and saying something about being off to Harry’s room leaving Niall alone again with his snacks and the TV. Niall turned his head back towards the TV but not at all paying attention. Did that just happen? Was that actually about to happen? Niall shook his head before taking a swig from his half full water bottle. Niall had no idea what to make of the scene that just fell through the hotel room door. He can’t help but wonder how far tonight will go for those two now. Niall shrugged and turned the TV up as he lay down, kicking some of the unopened food off his bed. Well, hopefully Harry will enjoy it as much as Zayn did Niall thoughyt to himself slightly bitter, jealous and very curious.
Louis did not return to the hotel room until hours later. Niall was in a restless sleep as it was, so the door opening and closing easily woke him up. He honestly did not expect Louis to even return to the room that night. Apparently Harry and Louis’ relationship was not like that. Louis instantly climbed into his bed and fell into his dreams quickly; unaware that Niall had even woken up. Not putting too much thought into it all, Niall dropped back into sleep easily.
Niall woke up before Louis, no surprise there. His stomach was protesting the lack of food in it so Niall happily wiggled out of his bed and quickly showered and dressed. Wandering down the hallway to the elevator at his own pace while scrolling through twitter, Niall walked right into the back of Harry, who was also looking down at his phone. Harry turned around slightly startled but a smile instantly slid across his face when he discovered it was Niall behind him. The elevator dinged to signal that it was approaching their floor. Harry slipped his phone into his pocket and looked at Niall, not saying anything. Niall followed suite and slipped his phone into his pocket as well.
“Have a good night?” Niall asked, not at all hiding the accusatory tone in his voice.
Harry dropped his eyes to his scuffed up white converse before looking back up and making eye contact with Niall and licking his lips slowly,
“It was alight…” Harry half shrugged.
“Do you two do stuff like that often?” Niall asked before he could stop himself.
Harry shrugged again,
“Eehhhmm… No. Not really. Last night was kind of a first…” Harry trailed off, not looking at Niall now.
Niall nodded his head slowly, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets,
“What even happened” Niall asked before he realized what he actually asked.
Harry looked up at him, brows furrowed - clearly apprehensive to answering the question.
“I… we… I just… he did exactly what you heard him say he wanted to do…” Harry mumbled quietly.
Niall nodded his head again. Silence fell over them. The elevator must have skipped their floor. Niall stepped around Harry and hit the button. Leaning against the hallway wall now, Niall looked at Harry and tried to break the silence,
“Do you do that with all-“ Niall started but Harry cut him off by slamming his mouth against Niall’s.
Niall pressed his back flush against the wall, letting Harry sink his weight against him. Niall pressed his mouth back against Harry’s probably a little harder than he should have. Harry responded by digging his fingers into Niall’s sides and humming into his mouth. Harry pulled his lips away from Niall’s and just looked at him, wide eyed.
“Were you in a hurry to get breakfast?” Harry asked.
“No. Not really.” Niall shook his head hard only lying a little bit, because food.
A slight smirk pulled at Harry’s face - obviously Harry knew he was lying but did not call him on it. Harry took Niall by the hand and led him down the hallway to him room and fiddled with his keycard before pulling Niall through the door into his room. As soon as the door shut Harry pressed Niall against it and pressed his lips against Niall’s neck, licking and sucking down to his collar bone. Niall tilted his head to the side enjoying the physical contact. Niall moved faster than his brain was able to keep up with because he had Harry on his back on the bed, his hand down Harry’s jeans and he is stroking him.
Harry reached up, hooking his fingers into Niall’s hair pulling his head down. Harry bit down on Niall’s bottom lip a little too hard. Breathing hard with Niall’s lip between his teeth, Harry managed to slip his other hand down Niall’s jeans. A true surprise to Niall in the moment causing him to jerk back a little bit, his lip slipping from Harry’s teeth.
“Jesus Haz, are you always this horny?” Niall asked.
Harry just smiled mischievously and bucked his hips, forcing his erection into Niall’s hand even more. Niall took that as his answer. Harry started to sloppily pump his fist. Niall flopped onto his back, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans and instantly popping back up into position. Turns out Harry took the opportunity to unbutton his jeans and was already stroking himself while waiting. Niall let out a choked giggle at the sight.
“Yeah, you are always this horny.” Niall finalized as he took Harry’s cock from him and started to move his hand up and down in sync with Harry’s movements on his cock now. Niall dropped his head into the crook of Harry’s neck and tried to control his breathing but it was useless. He was sleepy, hungry and getting a hand job from Harry at the moment. Harry was squirming against him, his chest rising and falling hard as well. Harry fell into a pattern - every seventh stroke was the hardest. Niall could feel Harry’s bicep flex just a little bit harder on that stroke. The first time Harry ran his thumb over the head of Niall’s cock and moaned is the instant Niall lost it.
Niall bit down on to the neck line of Harry’s shirt, gasping hard, pressing his head against the side of Harry’s head. Niall let out a hard grunt as the last wave of his orgasm rippled through his body. Niall has a death grip on Harry’s erection now. Releasing his grip a little bit was all it took; Harry was spilling over Niall’s fist and pressing his head back into the bed. His Adams apple bobbing in his throat as his tried to hold back a moan. Niall loved the sounds Harry made when he came. He was not going to lie to himself and ignore that fact at this point. Harry relaxed into the bed, his hand still on Niall’s softening cock now. When Harry finally opened his eyes, he had a blissed out smile on his face and he carefully removed his hand from Niall just as Niall pulled his hand back and dropped onto his back next to Harry.
They just laid on the bed for a few minutes in silence, letting their breathing return to normal. Harry turned his head slowly to look at Niall with a soft but still blissful smile on his face,
“Breakfast?”
Niall closed his eyes hard and pressed his head back into the bed letting out a hard laugh at Harry so casually suggesting breakfast after that. Niall took a big breath to calm his giggles and turned and looked at Harry,
“Hopefully the elevator will come this time or we might end up fucking…” Niall joked.
Harry smiled wide, flashing his teeth as his eyes lit up in the morning light before he let out a chuckle. Harry sat up slowly,
“Yeah… hopefully…” Harry said still chuckling.
America. They were on tour in America. America. It’s not the same as it was opening up for Big Time Rush back in February, since this time… they are the headliners. All the faces in the audience this time around are there for them. In America. Life was pretty awesome right now. One thing was for sure, America was a lot bigger than any of them actually knew. They were introduced to it a little bit back during the BTR tour but that did not last that long and there was not as many gigs. There were a lot of nights where they were cooped up on the tour bus on their way to the next destination for the next gig. Close quarters was not an issue for them after everything they have been through, but Louis in small environments for long periods of time is exhausting.
Niall knew that if it was bothering him, it was for certain bothering the other lads. Eleanor had flown home a couple days ago and that left Louis all wound up and restless. FIFA could only occupy them for so long before everyone was punch-drunk sleepy and edgy from all the competitiveness. Zayn was the first one to wander off to his bunk, mumbling a quiet goodnight. Harry had his head lying on the little table watching Louis and Liam bump their shoulders into one another as they hissed at the TV and swung their controllers around trying to get their player to run just a little faster.
Harry finally gave up and dragged himself to bed, nodding at Niall with a sleepy smile. Niall was not all that tired, but did not want to just stay sitting here watching Liam and Louis grunt at the TV and at one another. Lying down on the couch and pulling his mobile out to scroll through Twitter but Louis was starting egg Liam on and Niall automatically looked up from his phone at Louis’ words,
“Your ass is mine now, Payne.”
Liam huffed, but did not take his eyes off the TV,
“You would like that huh, Tommo?”
Louis cackled at the Liam’s words,
“I think you would like that more than me.” Louis half laughed.
Liam put his controller down, ignoring the game now and looking at Louis,
“Only a little bit more than you…” Liam sniggered.
Louis quickly glanced at Liam with a confused look on his face before looking back to the game; whipping his head back around and looking at Liam properly this time while pausing the game,
“Wha- what are you doing? Why did you stop playing? I don’t want to crush you because you gave up…” Louis whined.
Liam just smiled at Louis before picking up his controller again, un-pausing the game and egging Louis on,
“Then claim my ass, sir Tommo.” Liam snickered this time.
Louis shook his head with a curious smile before turning his attention back to the game. Liam and Louis fell back into a focused game play, grunts and huffs included. Except this time, Louis was practically sitting in Liam’s lap; and Liam was happily leaned back letting Louis wiggle and squirm against him. Niall rolled off the couch, landing on his hands and knees with a soft thud,
“I am going t’bed now. Have fun claiming each other’s asses…” Niall trailed off as he headed for the bunks without any acknowledgment from Louis or Liam.
The next day was pretty typical and subdued for all of them. Just lazy, tired day it seemed. The interviewers had a hard time keeping control of the interviews today as no one was really there mentally for them. Every time Louis and Liam randomly barked like a dog in the middle of one of the interviews Niall could not stop the giggles that erupted from him. Sometimes he wonders if the interviewers have any idea what causes his giggles or even hears the “woofs” from Liam and Louis. Regardless, Niall does not really care he just wants to get done with this interview so he can get to the venue and eat what should probably be considered a second lunch.
After about an hour and a clearly a lot bigger than a foot -long sub sandwich, two cookies, a coke and two water bottles Niall got up from the mess he made and his twitter session to go use the restroom. Zayn was asleep on the couch in the dressing room and Harry was curled up in a ball seemingly asleep in the overstuffed chair next to the couch. Niall did not even stop to wonder where Liam and Louis was until he as half way down the hall heading towards the bathrooms and had just passed another hall branch off to his left and could see Louis pinning Liam into a shadowed corner in the curve of the venue hallway. Niall stops in his tracks realizing that Louis has his hand down Liam’s jean and his face pressed into Liam’s neck.
Walking backwards to get a second look down the hall to confirm what he saw, Niall stopped as soon as the two were in focus. Liam had his hands resting on Louis’ ribcage, fingers digging in - slightly pulling up the shirt a bit exposing Louis’s white TOPMAN briefs waist band. Niall sighed to himself wondering why he always walks right into these situations as well as why he always freezes on the spot. At this point, Niall is not at all shocked that he is seeing this per se because he knows their history as a band together. But Liam and Louis? This is new. Liam rocked his head from side to side slightly, sucking on his bottom lip as his eye lashes fluttered. Louis lifted his lips to Liam’s ear and whispered something that caused Liam to drop his head down and bite onto Louis’ shoulder.
Liam’s right shoulder was rolling in the exact way that Louis’ was. Oh… so Liam was wanking Louis as well. Okay then. Niall shook his head in slight awe and shock. Suddenly, there is a tap-tap on his shoulder causing him jump into the air with a gasp. Niall jumped around to find an equally as startled Harry starring back at him with his wide eyes.
“You alright? What are you doing?” Harry asked with his hands out as if to say, ‘I come in Peace.’
“I JUST WANTED TO HAVE A WEE!” Niall pretty much screamed without any control.
Harry just stared at him not sure what make of his actions and loud answer.
“So… go?” Harry suggested still confused.
Niall spun around on the spot and bent slightly to look down the other hall to the area where Liam and Louis were. They are gone. Niall turned his attention back to Harry and just nodded his head, brows furrowed before turning and heading back towards the bathrooms but stopping and turning back to Harry,
“What are you doing?” Niall questions.
Harry shrugs,
“Just taking a stroll. Looking for the rest of you…” Harry sayid causally.
Niall nods again, “Ah…” before once again turning in the direction of the bathrooms and leaving Harry to do whatever it is he was actually up too. Finally relived and back in the dressing room of the venue, Niall sat back down at the table where his food mess was still all over noticing Liam and Louis playing FIFA quietly. Louis paused the game and turned around looking at Niall,
“Did you ever get to take your wee?” Louis asked with a cheeky grin.
Niall just stared at him.
“Did you ever get to come?” Niall spouted back at Louis quietly.
Niall noticed the back of Liam’s neck and ears flush red and his head hang slightly. Louis’ jaw dropped and then he pressed his lips together clearly taken aback; smiling as he shrugged slightly,
“Not yet.” Louis said slightly annoyed.
Niall shook his head as he tried to hold back the smile pulling at his mouth. Liam dropped his controller to the floor and turned around quickly,
“Can we not talk about this?” Liam asked the strain in his voice obvious.
Louis claps Liam on the back,
“Yes, yes we can. We still have a game to finish and I still need to own your ass.” Louis said in a matter-o-fact way.
Liam half smiles at Niall, the blushing of his skin fading away now; half-shrugging at Niall before turning back to the game. Niall flings his head back silently laughing to himself as Harry wandered into the room and sits down at the same table and flicked some of the shredded lettuce at Niall with a soft smile on his face. Niall proceeded to flick lettuce back at Harry. Niall could tell that Harry was bored which was why he was trying to pester Niall with soggy lettuce. Niall gave in because he was equally as bored and launched himself out of his chair pulling Harry sideways off his chair and to the floor in a tackle. Harry instantly started to laugh. Almost a giggle.
Harry managed to get behind Niall on his knees and he hooked his hands into the back of Niall’s boxers and yanked them up causing Niall to half laugh and half shout at the sudden tightness and pinching. Louis turned around with a slightly annoyed sigh at having to pause the game,
“Are you two trying to take advantage of one another or?” Louis questioned, with more fuel behind it, waiting.
Liam turned around to see what was happening, a frown on his face at the sight he was introduced too. Niall holding himself up on his forearms and knees with Harry positioned behind him one hand wrapped in Niall’s boxers and the other hand on Niall’s hip. Harry released Niall’s boxers and dropped back onto his heels looking at Louis. Niall sat up onto his knees, shoving his hands down his jeans tugging his boxers out of the places they are not supposed to be. Neither Harry or Niall answered Louis, just smirked at him. The prep team made their way into the room to get them all ready for the gig in a couple hours. The performance went well. Everyone hit their notes and marks and had a blast doing so. Niall did notice how Liam and Louis gravitated around one another as if they were magnets. Just drawn to one another unconsciously.
Niall was quite thankful that he was not rooming with Louis or Liam this hotel round. Knowing how pressed those two were all day and especially how edgy they were after he interrupted them he does not want to be in the same room as either of them that night. Walking out to the van, Harry caught up to him and just walked quietly next to him. Niall glanced away from his phone to acknowledge his presence before dropping his eyes back to his phone.
“Who is rooming with Liam tonight? Anyone?” Niall asked not expecting Harry to have an answer really.
“Zayn’s got the single tonight and Liam is with Louis. Which means it’s you and I tonight!” Harry lit up.
Niall smiled brightly at Harry’s smile.
“Do you want to play some FIFA? Like a ‘best of’ thing?” Harry suggests.
“Yeah! I’ll cover the snacks.” Niall said excitedly.
“I would expect nothing less.” Harry smiled even wider.
Well that’s that then Niall thought to himself. He knows what Louis and Liam are going to get up to tonight. Niall shook his head a little bit with a stupid smile on his face. The hotel was nice, like all the others. Their room was nice as well. Harry pulled his clothes off and sunk into the couch in front of the TV, waiting for the game menu popped up. Niall turned the TV up probably a little too loud but he saw Liam and Louis jumping into the room next to them and Niall is not into that tonight. Niall pulled off his shirt and kicked off his trainers and jeans.
“Are your ears plugged from the gig?” Harry asked with a frown on his face.
Niall shrugged, shook his head, nodded his head and lifted his arms all in one - not really wanting to talk about why the volume was up so loud. Harry shrugged and his facial expression relaxed as he set the mouth of his water bottle into his mouth and watched the title menu of the game. Louis stared at the wall him and Liam shared with Harry and Niall as he kicked off his jeans leaving him in his white TOPMAN briefs,
“What the fuck are they doing over there?” Louis said dramatically at the wall.
Liam sat in only his lounge pants, on one of the beds, wiggling his feet and channel surfing happily. Louis turned around and looked at him, almost waiting for an answer,
“I don’t know Lou…” Liam says not really caring.
Louis huffed and hopped on to the bed. Crawling up to the head of the bed and smacking the remote out of Liam’s hands,
“How are you feeling? Are you tired?” Louis asked quickly.
Liam’s hands were held still in front of him where he was holding the remote. Looking down to the floor where the remote now lie, Liam turned his head looking at Louis slightly confused at the sudden action,
“I’m alright. Just kind of restless as usual. I don’t want to go workout either…” Liam answers.
Louis nods attentively and then slips into Liam’s lap, straddling him. Liam leans back, looking up at Louis now,
“What are you - “ Louis cuts Liam off with a forceful kiss.
Liam settles into the kiss not trying to fight Louis at this point. Louis runs his hands down Liam’s arm, wrapping his hands around Liam’s wrists and pressing his hands into the bed, holding them there as he licks into Liam’s mouth. Liam does not struggle under Louis, he likes letting Louis take all the control and think he can hold Liam down. Leaning forward a little bit and pressing his lips harder against Louis’ now, Liam presses his hips upward into Louis’ underside. Louis starts to rock back and forth gently on Liam’s lap. Liam feels Louis’ erection against his lower stomach before he sees it. Liam pulls his lips away from Louis’ and looks down at the hard bulge in Louis’ briefs and licks his lips, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth.
Louis looks down as well then looks back up at Liam with a self-satisfied smile,
“Do you like what you see?” Louis asks with a wide grin.
Liam nods his head, still looking down.
“Do you want to touch me Liam?” Louis asks his voice laced with lust now.
Liam pops his bottom lip out from his mouth and exhales slowly, a whimper escaping with his breath.
“Was that a ‘Yes’?” Louis asks as he leans in to Liam, brushing his lips against Liam’s.
“Yesss.” Liam practically hisses.
Louis releases one of Liam’s wrists and slips his hand into his briefs, pulling himself out. Liam does not blink. Louis starts to stroke himself slowly, watching the way Liam’s eyes follow every little movement. Liam yanks his hand free from Louis’ hold, switching the hold onto Louis’ wrist; pulling Louis’ hand up to his lips, Liam pressed Louis’ index finger into his mouth slowly, locking eyes with Louis. Louis starts stroking himself faster now. Liam pulls Louis’ finger out of his mouth, a self-assured smile on his face,
“I think you want me to touch you.” Liam says confidently.
Louis swallows hard. Liam sets both hands on Louis’ bum and flips Louis’ onto his back, flat on the bed. Liam crawls up between Louis’ legs pressing his lips back to Louis’; taking Louis’ cock into his hand and pumping his fist. Louis dropped his head back onto the bed, his lips falling from Liam’s. Louis pressed his shoulder into Liam’s forcing Liam from on top of him and onto his side next to Louis on the bed. Louis pawed at Liam’s lounge pants, trying to get them down. Liam tugged at them himself trying to help Louis. Finally, his cock popped out, lying against his abs. Louis smiled suggestively at the sight, taking Liam into his hand instantly and stroking in sync with Liam’s motions.
Both of their breathing picks up. Louis turns his head to look at Liam,
“Look at me.” Louis orders.
Liam opens his eyes, looking Louis in the eye. Liam curls forward a little bit pressing his head into Louis’ chest as he comes against Louis’ side and in his hand; letting out a gurgled grunt against Louis’ hot skin. Louis gasps at the wet, warm heat; spilling over Liam’s fist. Liam drops to his back, swinging the arm he was laying on up across his chest as he breathes. Louis does not move. They both just lay there listening to the muffled sounds from Niall and Harry’s FIFA game in the other room. Louis starts laughing causing Liam to join in.
“That was a really long gig tonight.” Louis says randomly.
“It was, wasn’t it?” Liam agrees.
“I wonder why it seemed so long…” Louis says with a cheeky smile.
Liam shakes his head with a content smile.
After about two hours of non-stop FIFA, Niall could tell that Harry was done playing - mainly since he was not even trying anymore. Harry flung his controller onto the floor when Niall won the final game. Niall smiled at Harry, the pride obvious as he picked up an unopened bag of crisps.
“Do you want to play a different game?” Harry suggested.
Niall shrugged as he popped open the bag in his hands,
“Yeah, alright.” Niall agreed without looking up at Harry.
Harry leaned over to his right slightly, shoving all the sweets and crisps wrappers to the floor and sliding over next to Niall. Niall left his hand in the crisp bag, watching Harry curiously.
“What game?” Niall asks, squinting slightly.
Harry pulls the bag of crisps out of Niall’s hands and drops it onto the coffee table as he leans in pressing his lips to Niall’s. Niall smiles slightly against Harry’s kiss, reaching up and slipping one of his hands behind Harry’s neck. Harry instantly stopped kissing him and pulling away,
“There are rules to this game.” Harry says as he wraps his long fingers around Niall’s wrist and removes Niall’s hands from the back of his neck. “The first one to touch the other while making out, loses. Only mouths can be used.” Harry states.
“That’s it?” Niall asks amused, one of his eye brows raised.
“That’s it. Simple as that.” Harry smiles eagerly.
Niall shrugs,
“Okay.” Niall concludes.
Harry leans back in catching Niall’s bottom lip in his teeth and pulling back slightly, locking his eyes onto Niall’s as he moves. Niall raises both of his eye brows now. Harry sets his hands on his upper thighs, digging his fingers into his skin as he lets Niall’s lip slip from his teeth. Niall instantly drops his lips to Harry’s neck, biting down on it, running his tongue along the skin between his teeth. Releasing the skin and kissing the same spot as Harry tilted his head to the side. Pushing up off the couch suddenly, Harry slipped onto Niall’s lap so he is straddling him. Niall leaned back against the couch, looking up at Harry curiously. Harry dipped his head down, going in for a kiss - Niall arched his neck forward, going to meet Harry half way, pressing his lips out slightly in anticipation.
Harry pulled back, smirking down at Niall. Niall dug his fingers into the couch, his nails making a blunt scratching noise against the fabric. A deep laugh in Harry’s chest vibrates through him. Niall leans in and bites at Harry’s exposed collar bones. Harry gasps ever so slightly at the bite. Harry leans down, pressing his lips against Niall’s jaw and kisses up along it until he reaches his ear where he licks up the frame of it and then back down. Pressing his check against Niall’s, Harry starts to grind against Niall’s lap, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. Niall hums into Harry’s ear, sucking his ear lobe into his mouth causing Harry to start to rut against Niall’s lap now. Harry’s breath leaving instant streaks of cool spots on Niall’s neck.
Harry leaned back and glanced down between them, Niall’s erection peeking out of the slit in his boxers. Niall glanced down and then back up at Harry. Harry had an obscene smile on his face now. Wiggling backwards off of Niall’s lap, Harry dropped to his knees in front of Niall and looked up at him with his infamous intense glare. Niall just watched. Harry dropped his head down, working his lips and teeth against Niall’s boxers until his cock sprang out.
“Ha!” Harry said triumphantly.
Harry did not hesitate - he pressed his lips against the head of Niall’s cock and hummed in the back of his throat before taking Niall’s cock into his mouth. Harry’s curls fell forward, obstructing some of Niall’s view. Harry arched his back, taking more of Niall’s cock into his mouth. Niall could feel his cock hit the back of Harry’s throat. Niall gasped at the sensation - looking down along Harry’s back, seeing the way each vertebrae of Harry’s back marked his spine. Harry swallowed hard around Niall’s cock.
“Fuck… You win Harry.” Niall announced with urgency.
Niall set his hands on the back of Harry’s head, gripping at Harry’s hair. Harry instantly dropped his hands from behind his back, wrapping his right hand around the base of Niall’s cock and bobbing his head up and down now. Setting his other hand on Niall’s hip and digging his fingers into the bone, Niall threw his head back against the couch gasping. Niall removed one of his hands from Harry’s hair and pressed his hand against Harry’s forehead gently before pressing the curls out of Harry’s face exposing his face to Niall. Harry opened his eyes and looked up at Niall, his green eyes glimmering in the light as he looked up into Niall’s eyes. Harry nodded his head as much as he could in that position.
Niall’s chest and cheeks flushed suddenly as his tongue peeked out, licking his lips. Pressing his blunt nails into Harry’s scalp as he pressed his hips upwards slightly, coming into Harry’s mouth. Harry held still through every wave of Niall’s orgasm. Swallowing after each aftershock. Niall opened his eyes, releasing Harry’s head from his grasp. Harry sat back onto the floor, stretching his legs out and shaking his hair in his typical way and then whipping his mouth on the back of his hand.
“I think we both won.” Harry said with that same obscene smile on his face.