Can you rec Top!Niall fics please? :)
portrait on a wall (THERE’S HET SEX ALSO)
Niall’s got the perfect life; A lovin g fiancee, a house, a job, everything he ever needed. But what happens when he meets a provocative nineteen year old and recruits him to model in nude for a project he makes for his art class.
“Maybe you could show me what a real meal looks like.”
Harry tried to stop himself from smiling, pursing his own lips and nodding slowly. “Could I, now?”
Niall nodded. “You could consider it repayment for the groceries if your pride demands it. I’ll just call it a free, home-cooked meal. What do you say?” he asked.
“Alright,” Harry said slowly. “I suppose it would be educational. It would be rude of me to not show you how to properly feed yourself.”
(Or: It all starts with Cheetos and Harry forgetting his wallet.)
place your head on my beating heart
That’s usually how they fuck, with Harry on his hands and knees with Niall doing him from behind. It’s impersonal and something they both enjoy, but something twists in Niall’s heart at the thought of doing it that way tonight.
“Niall-” Harry cuts him off, walking in past him and relishing the shiver Niall gives when Harry brushes his fingers over the blond’s stomach. He tugs the elastic out of his hair with one hand, and then shakes it out to let it fall in waves down to his shoulders. “Tonight, I need to celebrate.”
He sets the bottle of champagne on the console table by the door and unfastens the belt on his trench coat. And normally, he’d hang the coat up on a cedar wood hanger in a closet by itself so that it doesn’t run the risk of being ruined, but he’s running on adrenaline and hormones at the moment. He’s buzzing with ten thousand kinds of energy and desire, so he lets it fall off of his shoulders and drop to the ground, revealing his bare body.
“So why don’t you grab some glasses, and then pick whatever surface of this house that you want to fu-” Harry hums cockily, before he’s interrupted mid-word by a familiar voice.
“Niall, love, are you going to be much longer?” Maura asks, popping her head into the foyer. She turns bright red when her eyes land on Harry, and quickly diverts them towards the ceiling while she squeaks out, “Harry! Lovely to, um – Lovely to see you, dear.”
Two Paper Airplanes Flying
It was clear from the start that they could never work. Niall is the heir to the world’s renowned record label and Harry’s the owner of an up and coming label that was getting good reviews with its indie artists. To add to it, the feud between their families ran too deep in their veins for their love to work out. Are they ever going to make it out of the woods?
Harry is abused by his boyfriend Louis, he even cuts himself. After a huge fight he plans to kill himself. He’s stopped by a kind stranger with dyed blond hair and never thought he could be saved until then.
