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By: http://zaniamsextoy.tumblr.com

Requested Prompt: "Fanatic" 

Summary: 

"Reckon those pretty lips want to be somewhere else, eh?" said Harry, pushing his curls to the side. Coyly, Harry found Liam's hand, at first caressing the top with his fingers, then slyly bringing them beneath the table and to his lap.  

Liam blushed, automatically looking at the other boys to see if they knew what was going on.  

They didn't.  

Content(s): 

angst, smutty fluff 

Pairing:  

Lirry

 

Fanatic

It has been the first night back home from tour. All the boys, although tired and beat up from lack of sleep, lack of privacy and lack of time itself, decided to celebrate their success by going to an up and coming club on the wealthy side of London. They were in the van planning their night together, and just thought it as a good idea to rent out a master suite, divide it five ways, and just get completely hammered come early morning. And although Liam, who wasn't much of a drinker, couldn't deny that he needed a coping mechanism to release his stress.  

Although when on tour, his stress was taken out on Harry or vice-versa, Liam really wanted a cool, relaxed place to unwind. So, after the flight back from the States, Paul and the boys' security guards drove them to "Inked": a new club that opened a month ago with the best mixed drinks this side of London.  

"Eh," Harry whispered into Liam's ear. "I don't want you to get too wasted," he grinned, looking down at his lost puppy. "Don't want you getting too frisky with all the little minx's and misters that'll be all up on your sexy bum." 

Harry squeezed Liam's rear and they both grinned. "Never," Liam whispered, secretly kissing his boyfriend on his lips. When they kissed, Liam always liked twirling his fingers in Harry's many curls. Harry smiled against the kiss.  

"Good," he quipped, before all the boys looked out at the neon lights, and the limo had pulled into park.  

When they were in the club, they made it to the VIP room(I mean, come on, they're One Direction!). The server took their orders, and Liam couldn't help but notice checking the girl out. 

"That ri' there is some sexy pair of legs fellas," Niall cooed, stroking his chin. "Reckon seeing them around my shoulders come tonight," he grinned, getting a high five from Zayn.  

The whole night was the same. The boys talked about girls, downed their shots and drinks, as I smiled, laid back on the leather couch, drinking another vodka and coke. When Harry caught my attention, my lips still on the black straw, he winked at me devilishly, leaning in.  

"Reckon those pretty lips want to be somewhere else, eh?" said Harry, pushing his curls to the side. Coyly, Harry found Liam's hand, at first caressing the top with his fingers, then slyly bringing them beneath the table and to his lap.  

Liam blushed, automatically looking at the other boys to see if they knew what was going on.  

They didn't.  

Liam shyly extended his fingers, Harry motioning his hand up and down his tenting jeans. Harry felt right between his fingers. He took his hand off, letting Liam adventure around for himself. Liam downed another drink, whispering in Harry's ear that he was gonna get another one ... To keep the tension flowing.  

Harry whimpered at first. "You tease, Payne." He sulked back into the couch. "But fine, make it quick, I'm getting kinda chilly and may need some warming." 

He winked again.  

Liam smiled back, heading over the leather rope, feeling a little woozy. He wasn't sure how many drinks he had, and already, that was a bad sign. He walked the lines of the wall, using it for support as he made his way to the full bar where the blonde woman that served them, stood.  

"One more vodka and coke, please," said Liam, smiling warmly at the girl. She reflected the same smile, mixing up the drinks, but before doing so, giving Liam a show by juggling the bottles in her hands. She did it for a while, and although Liam was very patient, he was kind of getting bored of the same routine.  

"What are you drinking?" a voice came from Liam's side.  

Liam looked at the dark figure who wore all black, and black shades, and a devilishly, white smile. He wore a tuxedo, and if Liam wasn't with Harry, he'd definitely give this guy a shot, but alas, he was with Harry.  

"I'm already seeing someone," Liam said, over the loud thrumming music. It played a techno beat, and hoped it continued long enough so he could dance with Harry to it.  

"That wasn't my question," the handsome man said.

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