It's Always Been You
by PrettyInSoulPunk
by PrettyInSoulPunk
This is just something short and sweet (with a very brief side of angst) that I wrote based on this old Valentine’s Day interview from 2013. I found the video again recently, and then this happened.
Words: 1653, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Relationships: Niall Horan/Harry Styles
Additional Tags: Fluff, Angst, Valentine’s Day
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2rnqeRx
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Niаll stood in the chair, spinning insanely, telling Harry things that had been happened recently with him and the other boys. They have been friends for a long time, and they were telling each other more than everything. And they were now something more. It was a lot more than just a month ago, and Harry was already thinking about hinting to Niall that it was time.
He leaned back, staring straight at Niall's chair, smiling. He did not listen to him, not at all. And the stories of Liam confusing the man's toilet and getting into the female's were not so new to Harry, because that often happened to him when they were going to the toilet.
"Sometimes I'm ashamed of only stand next to him, you know?" Niall said, laughing, leaning back. Soon the chair stopped spinning and he stared at Harry with a smile. The curly man looked at him in astonishment, realizing that he was no longer speaking. "What is it, dear?" Niall asked quietly, and sat down beside him on the bed. "Is everything allright, darling?" He asked again, but this time he wrapped his arms around him and smiled.
"Niall, I think it's time." He shook his head.
At first the blond boy didn't realize what his friend wanted to say. But the next time it was like the light in his head flashed and he looked at him.
"I know I was the one who wanted to wait." He sighed, and crouched in his beloved body. "I just don't want the same thing that happened with Will before, you know..."
"I know, Harry. I told you I would wait as long as you needed." He whispered, kissing his forehead.
"That's the point, Niall. I think it's time." He shook his head slightly with a smile. "I'm ready."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
Harry's face turned bright with a smile. He was more ready than ever. He had forgotten about the past and about what happened with this boy, he was finally ready to devote himself entirely to his beloved.
Then Niall kissed him. He started to deepen the kiss, and Harry replied without thinking. He relaxed, surrendering his body to him, and allowing him to do whatever he wished. Their hands quickly found a place on the each other's neck, their teeth began to squeeze slightly into each other's lips, while Harry's tongue did not slip between them in vain, breaking the simple kiss.
This puzzled Niall, but he didn't think more and relaxed. He grabbed his body and pulled him down, getting over it. All the time he didn't let his lips go away from Harry's, and didn't let him rest or take in air. But he still didn't believe that this was finally happening. Pictures from the first time he tried to undress him, rushed into his head, and he abruptly retreated.
"Harry, I don't want to do it just because it's been a month and a half. I want you to feel it and..."
"Niall... Just don't stop, okay?"
After that, Niall had no right to stop. Neither his body wanted, nor Harry, so his thoughts, trying to keep him away from it so he would not end up like the one before, were thrown away.
He quickly undressed him and slid his hands over his body. All the tattoos on it and every unevenness was crawled by his rough fingers. Harry had relaxed and didn't tremble at all, didn't leap, didn't try to repel him. He was relaxed, and it was very precious for Nile to give him as much pleasure as possible.
Niall grabbed Harry's slightly groomed member and began to caress him lightly. He smiled, looking up, seeking approval. He got it. So he went on, and a little quicker. The simple things Harry had done with himself, but if he had started with another, he would probably be panicked.
"Niall... please..." Harry whispered in a moment.
"What's it, dear?" Niall asked softly, touching his dick with his lips. "Do you want that, dear?" He asked, then began to lick it as if it was an ice cream.
"N-niaalll..." Harry muttered, shrinking a little, and a second later, the face of the blond one was poured into a thick, sticky liquid. "I'm sorry..." Harry whispered, and Niall glanced at him with a smile, licking it from himself.
"No problem, dear. You're delicious." He smiled, then found the tissues and cleaned himself. "But if you think that's all I can do..."
"Yeah, you're wrong!" Harry finished, and laughed. "No, I know you're not."
A second later, Niall found himself again between Harry's legs. This time he went a little further down and began to touch his entrance. He touched it slowly and gently, leaving behind only the trace of rough skin. After a second he licked his finger and began to rub it slowly, causing him to shake from time to time. Harry smiled, feeling the tenderness that Niall was trying to give him. Yes, his fingers weren't soft, but the way he watched him wanting his approval constantly... that was the greater tenderness in such a situation.
"Can you please tell me if it hurts."
Harry knew it wouldn't hurt him. He had suffered too much pain to hurt him now. He had endured a lot, and when he finally sensed Niall's fingers, he simply groaned.
"Is everything alright?"
"Yes, Niall. Everything is fine." He whispered softly, and nodded. This gave Niall a chance to continue and soon put a second finger. Then a third, and smiled when he was finally out of Harry.
He took off his clothes, found a condom in his wallet, and quickly put it on his length. He stepped back between the legs of the curly boy and lifted his pelvis slightly to get it as painlessly as possible. Soon Harry shrugged up and nearly screamed, but he remembered that the boys might be in the other room and chose to bite his hand, so he cannot scream that loud.
"Does it hurt?"
"No. Just ... You are a little big for me, okay? Don't stop... Don't, just... Do it, okay?" He asked, and smiled. He pulled a pillow and put it on his face, pressing it tightly against himself. At least if he screamed he would be muffled. Niall didn't stop, he followed his instructions and soon moved faster. He didn't want to prolong this act because it would only bring Harry more pain. He took his member and began pumping while slowly moving forward and backward with his pelvis.
Soon both were close, Niall looked at Harry, and he gave him a sign, so a few more bumps and they had cummed. Harry's sperm scattered on his stomach, and Niall's stayed in the condom. He pulled it carefully and tied it and throw it in the trash. His eyes quickly settled on Harry's, and he smiled.
"You are beautiful." He whispered, and the curly nodded. Niall took napkins and wiped his body, lying beside him. "Hey..." he whispered, noticing something odd in his expression. "Are you crying?" Niall asked softly.
"I'm sorry..." Harry groaned in tears and snuggled into him.
"What's wrong? Did it hurt?"
"No..." Harry grunted and shrank even more.
"What then? Didn't you like it? If I should..."
"Shut up!" Harry sighed and pressed against him. "It was just wonderful."
"But I don't want you to cry, Harry..." Niall looked at him and tried to wipe his tears.
"Get it as a proof that it was wonderful." the green-eyed man said and looked up at his friend's face. "Because that was the most beautiful feeling I ever had."
Written by: Sarrah-Darcey
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