Niall just kept his eyes on Shane this while time, a small smirk appearing on his lips upon hearing his moan. The blonde moved their lips together, allowing the other to undress him further before he eventually pulled the shirt from his body, allowing their two chests to press up against one another. “Jump,” the male basically demanded, getting himself ready to grab onto his thighs to carry him to his room.
As soon as Niall’s shirt was off, Shane’s hands cupped his cheeks, keeping their lips together for just a little while longer. He pulled away, biting into the side of his cheek and jumping up, hooking his legs around Niall’s waist, just incase he didn’t catch him. His lips trailed down Niall’s neck, pressing soft kisses here and there before he thought he found his sweet spot. He sucked gently at his skin, fingers trailing down his spine as he did so.
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”You don’t have too. I mean, if you want too? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything like that. Except, I probably made you really uncomfortable as of like right now, sorry.”
“Archer,” Nate nearly whined, “just.. come with me.” He looked around before grabbing his arm and tugging him toward the room, fumbling in his pocket for the key. He unlocked the door and tugged him inside, shutting it behind him. “You don’t make me uncomfortable. Well, not in the way you think. You come in here all the time and it’s so hard to not pin you against the wall and kiss you because that’s all I’ve been thinking about for months and I never thought you’d like me back and I just… God, I want this, I don’t wanna mess it up.”
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”we have to be quick — my parents will be home in
a couple of hours.” niall informed, his accent thick
as he fumbled around with the top button of his
shirt, his body pinning the other up against the
wall as he moved his hips against theirs.
Shane tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor, looking over at Niall just in time for him to be pinned against the wall. He let out a soft moan, eyebrows knitting together as his eyes screwed shut, arms hooking around Niall’s neck. “I told you it would’ve been much easier to go to my house,” He mumbled, leaning up to press their lips together, his hands trailing down the front of his shirt to unbutton the rest of the buttons.
There was a smirk on his lips as he saw the others cheeks heat up. “Only if it worked?”
"Yeah, it worked. If you really wanna test your theory, we could, uh, there’s this…there’s a room in the back for employees and I have the key, we could — if you want, I mean, we could go back there. And, yeah, I’m gonna shut up."
”You look really hot in your Target shirt, but you’d probably look hotter without it.”
"W-What? Oh. Um.." Nate’s cheeks are heating up and practically sprouting roses as he scratches nervously at the back of his neck. "Fuck, are you hitting on me?”