Liam lied down in his room for a good few hours, trying his best and succeeding in ignoring everyone. He was taking a day off from all the drama, and who was the only person on his mind? Niall. Ever since last night, Liam had only thought about the Irish cutie. He had to admit, he hid a boner last night just from their simple semi-make out session in the garden. He was slightly happy he got out of there before Niall could tell he had gotten one, but now he could just have one normally and not be shy about it, right?
Him and Niall seemed to be something, or was he just thinking to into it? He was suppose to be getting his life together right now, he still worried about Danielle’s feelings. Plus, there was Ashley, but then Niall was the only thing Liam really cared for. Frustration overcame him just at the thought that he would rather have Niall happy with him rather than another girl, then another girl who liked Liam. She said she would get over it, but Liam was worried. He was always worried, so to calm himself down he put his arm over his eyes, taking a deep breath.
Almost instantly when he closed them, he got some not so appropriate images of him and Niall. Him, kissing Niall shoulders while the more petite boy straddled Liam, legs around his waist. Bouncing up and down on him, they were sweaty and heated and whispering sweet nothings, yet sexy mumbles of temptation. It felt awkward that he was even thinking about this, but he didn’t want to stop, and he almost didn’t notice his hands slipping underneath his sweatpants and then his boxers until he completely moved his arm from over his eyes. “Oh god!”
The brunette swiftly got off his bed and made his way out of his room, he needed to find Niall. Something just bottled up inside that needed to be released, he just couldn’t keep it in anymore. He’d be disgusted with himself in a way after it was over, but he knew it needed to get down. Once he made it to Niall’s room, he knocked on the door, anxiety coursed through his veins, so he pushed his politeness to the side and just barged on in, closing the door and putting a chair underneath the knob. Nobody was going to be getting in on what he was about to do.
He smiled on the inside when he saw Niall just doing his thing, he wondered if he startled him, oh well. The much older boy, only by a few months went over to the other boy and planted a passionate kiss, yet forceful and deep onto his lips. Using all the strength he could just to pick him up by his legs. “I almost…” Talking between kisses as he wandered over to Niall’s bed. “..wanked myself off thinking about you…” His hot lips traveling once form Niall’s lips, now going to nibble and bite at his neck. He could have been gentle, but he wanted the other boy so bad.