"Niall, can't you just be quiet?"
Niall blushed and he tried not to laugh. Harry lay on top of him and Harry was more inside the kisses against what Niall was.
"But it's so strange."
Harry chose to smile and he pulled his hands through Nialls hair. The Irishman wasn't used to be close to a partner and this was a first attempt to get him to like it.
"It's only you who thinks too much!" he murmured. Niall nodded little bit. Harry felt his arms slipped around the waist and actually did Niall parted on his legs. Harry was just about to rape him, just because everything was so perfect and the Irishman attracted even more.
Niall blushed and he tried not to laugh. Harry lay on top of him and Harry was more inside the kisses against what Niall was.
"But it's so strange."
Harry chose to smile and he pulled his hands through Nialls hair. The Irishman wasn't used to be close to a partner and this was a first attempt to get him to like it.
"It's only you who thinks too much!" he murmured. Niall nodded little bit. Harry felt his arms slipped around the waist and actually did Niall parted on his legs. Harry was just about to rape him, just because everything was so perfect and the Irishman attracted even more.
"But if someone sees us?"
Harry chose to ignore that.
"We are in a hotel room, the door is locked, and who can see us?"
Niall was uncertain. His cheeks were red, but it was difficult to see if it was due excitement or blushing cheeks. He moaned a little bit, prompting Harry to push down his lower part against Nialls hard part. They were horny, but they were sure that they wouldn't go that fast foreward.
"Do your mom know about this, with us?"
Niall couldn't relax. He asked the question just because Harry wouldn't kiss him again.
"Yes!" Harry mumbled, but that was only half the story. "I have told her that I have met a guy."
Niall smiled.
"And your sister? Does she know that I'm with you?"
Harry had to sigh and he frowned.
"Please Niall! Can't you just relax?"
Harry chose to kiss Niall again. The Irishman's lips were perfect for that goal, and Harry saw no obstacles to not continue. Niall responded to the kiss but still he seemed scared, uncertain and perhaps a little pensive.
"But!"
Again Niall interrupted the kiss.
"But what will the fans say?"
Harry sighed. He lifted his head and he looked into the blue eyes.
"We agreed to try, we never said that we should go out in the open?"
Harry chose to ignore that.
"We are in a hotel room, the door is locked, and who can see us?"
Niall was uncertain. His cheeks were red, but it was difficult to see if it was due excitement or blushing cheeks. He moaned a little bit, prompting Harry to push down his lower part against Nialls hard part. They were horny, but they were sure that they wouldn't go that fast foreward.
"Do your mom know about this, with us?"
Niall couldn't relax. He asked the question just because Harry wouldn't kiss him again.
"Yes!" Harry mumbled, but that was only half the story. "I have told her that I have met a guy."
Niall smiled.
"And your sister? Does she know that I'm with you?"
Harry had to sigh and he frowned.
"Please Niall! Can't you just relax?"
Harry chose to kiss Niall again. The Irishman's lips were perfect for that goal, and Harry saw no obstacles to not continue. Niall responded to the kiss but still he seemed scared, uncertain and perhaps a little pensive.
"But!"
Again Niall interrupted the kiss.
"But what will the fans say?"
Harry sighed. He lifted his head and he looked into the blue eyes.
"We agreed to try, we never said that we should go out in the open?"
Niall swallowed and he seemed to think much about all that happened, or had happened in recent days.
"But we have to tell them sometime?"
Harry smiled. He chose to nod.
"But not now?"
Niall nodded. Harry started to kiss him again and this time Niall relaxed a little more. Their lips were like made for each other and when Harry let his tongue slip into the Irishman's lips, the both groaned.
"But we have to tell them sometime?"
Harry smiled. He chose to nod.
"But not now?"
Niall nodded. Harry started to kiss him again and this time Niall relaxed a little more. Their lips were like made for each other and when Harry let his tongue slip into the Irishman's lips, the both groaned.