When are you posting Get Nasty it's Friday!
later tonight when he drops my computer charger off at my house but i have a bit saved on google drive from before i switched to finishing it on word (bad move) so here's a bit to tide you over until then:
“You’ve no idea, this lot have milked me dry. I won’t be pissing right for a week,” Harry murmurs as he opens the bag and dips a finger in the white substance before sucking it off with a contented sigh. “Chilean?”
“Got it after the show,” Niall nods half-heartedly, his stare fixated on my bare breasts as he removes his jacket and tosses it to the floor. “She’s a dime, this one. What corner did ya find her on?”
“At the intersection of ‘Fuck’ and ‘You’,” I spit, offended that he’s insinuating I’m some kind of cheap prostitute. I try to get up to have a few words with the Irishman, but Liam’s arms around my waist prevent me from moving. “You know nothing about me. None of you. You don’t even know my name, for fuck's sake!”
“A whore by any other name is still a whore,” Zayn says as he gets to his feet, my gaze straying to his lean, naked silhouette as he strolls over to where the other boys are congregated in front of the door.
“Fuck you too,” I tell him with as much menace as I can muster, which is difficult when I’m getting more and more turned on by seeing the foursome standing in a row in before me with Liam’s teeth delving into my neck like he owns it.
“Don’t you remember, Legal?” Zayn quips as he drapes himself around Harry, cuddling into his side with a twisted smirk, "you already did."