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Nosh - The Drummer Boy Sets the Pace on Him 4

Niall’s very audible sigh of relieve was heard before he put down the pen he was using…if there was a bit of unnecessary force behind it when he did that everyone pretended that it wasn’t intentional.

They were dismissed after a short briefing of their remaining US schedule, but before all of them spill out of the conference room in defeat, Louis stopped and pressed Harry unto the double door and they were kissing like they wanted to mold into one…as if they haven’t already. There was a gasp of indignation coming for the bunch still on the table but for the 5 boys by the door it was a statement that they may have sold their freedom to the management but they could never change who they are.

And really, Liam, Zayn, and Niall just appreciates how Louis and Harry just being so wonderfully Louis and Harry sometimes.

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“You what???”

Harry finally tore his gaze away from his phone to stare at Niall, amusement and curiosity written all over his face.

Niall blushed and dove into the messy bed in Louis and Harry’s hotel room. It was not hard to catch Harry by himself these days as Louis had other obligations he had to attend to, albeit begrudgingly. Niall was almost thankful for that because he needs to talk to Harry about this…almost being the keyword.

“Oh sod off.” His swears were muffled by the pillows. They smelled like Harry’s curls after he just got out of a long shower and Louis’ aftershave.

Harry tossed his phone away and climbed on top of Niall, eliciting a small squeak from the tiny blond, “That’s no way to talk to the person you just asked for sexual pointers to.”

Niall squirmed under Harry’s weight and turn to face the younger boy who still have half his body draped over the blond and prompting his body up with one elbow.

He looked into the green orbs doubtfully first before exhaling, “Will it hurt?”

Harry smirked like a Cheshire cat and shifted to place his whole, taller, body into the crook of Niall’s curves, they didn’t fit quite as perfectly but it was comfortable enough and Harry snuggled in.

“It was, at first, but Louis was really gentle so it passed after the initial shock. I was only unable to walk for like a day.”

“Too much information!” Niall tried desperately to sound offended but it came out as endeared as he felt towards the younger boy.

“Niall you’ve been fucking Josh for about two months now.” The indignant ‘one month!’ from Niall goes ignored, “And you’re telling me you have never at least let him finger you?”

With the way Niall is, and his age, and who he is, he shouldn’t be blushing at that question or the general nature of their conversation, but he does and it made Harry coo over him for quite a while before he can answer.

“It’s not that I don’t let him. He never asked.”

Harry gave him a look.

“I’m being serious! It took me a month of him giving me blowjobs before he even let me touch him.”

“Wow! Devine’s not easy. It took me a whole one second before I was begging for Louis to touch me.”

“That’s because you’re a slut.” Niall muttered into Harry’s curls.

The younger boy shrugged, “Yeah, I guess the media are right about that one.”

What else can Niall do but to kiss the curls affectionately?

“Seriously though Niall, you shouldn’t think about it too much, if you want it, you want it, end of. I’m sure Josh is experienced enough to take care of you.”