A BBC/Secret Santa mashup featuring Captain Niall, our intrepid weatherman/amateur matchmaker, rather clueless sports reporter Liam, charming political analyst Zayn, and cheeky entertainment reporter Louis. Harry is the new fashion correspondent who prefers to dress like a flamingo. And pining. There’s a lot of pining.
Apologies all around to those of you who enjoy coherent plots, something other than fluffy smut, and Starbucks coffee.
“They finally hired a new fashion reporter,” Zayn says and Louis lets out a wounded gasp.
“Without even consulting me?” This has not been the greatest start to a Monday ever. Louis, as the main entertainment reporter, often has to collaborate with fashion. The last fashion reporter was a rather cold, broody girl named Sarah that Louis hadn’t had a shred of chemistry with. Also, she’d kept losing weight, making Louis feel annoyingly thick around the thighs and bum.
Harry liked your bum, a bothersome little voice reminds Louis.
He shakes off the distraction and focuses on what really matters. His new co-worker.
“So?” Louis demands. “Who is she?”
Zayn smiles. “Not a she, to start.”
“Oh.” Louis is a bit taken aback by this. It does make the most sense—after all, Louis is never going to have any kind of working chemistry with a woman, but he wasn’t sure management was smart enough to ever try something else.
“His name’s Harry Styles,” Zayn says and everything in Louis freezes.
“Wait,” Louis hedges. “Is he like, um, really tall and broad and has long, curly hair. You know. Green eyes. Gorgeous face?”
Blurb about you and Niall being friends with benefits?
“Niall!” You call out, walking in through the garage door. You were horny and ready to go. Making the agreement to be friends with benefits (you were physically attracted to him, but he was just a friend and he felt the same towards you) a while back, this became a regular thing.
He looked up from his bowl of cereal and the morning paper. “Hey love, ‘ow are ya?” Niall smiles softly at you.
“Horny and ready to go.” You smirk and head towards his room. Niall watches you walk off and shoves one more bite of cereal in his mouth, slurping the milk and running towards his room, pulling off his shirt as he goes along.
You grin as he walks in and pull him in for a rough kiss before shoving him back onto the bed.
He smirks and looks up at you, “I love it when yer so dom.” He teases. This didn’t happen often, but when it did… It was always fun.
You giggle and shrug a bit, pulling off your tshirt, “No you don’t.” You giggle and shake your head.
“No, I don’t.” He sits up and takes off your bra, tossing it aside. “How was the gym this morning?” Niall raises his brows, his arms wrapping around you and pulling you to lay back on top of him.
“Oh, it was lovely. Did my arse work outs today.” You nod and kiss along his neck, before attaching your mouth to his, “You going to write with the guys today?”
Niall nods and pulls you down to kiss him, his hands cupping your face as he did so. Sometimes these tender caresses made you feel like there was a lot more to all of this besides being fuck buddies.
You pull away, biting your lip. “Kinda want to ride you, finish my leg work out.” You wink and pull his sweats and boxers off at the same time.
“Anyt’ing to help ya fer dat bikini body!” He chuckles but that quickly fades when you slide onto his dick, a dirty moan coming from him.
You loved making him feel good and he loved making you feel good… It all worked out for the both of you.
The sex was the best, to be honest. With time, you gave Niall the appropriate instructions and vice versa. You two know how to make each other feel the best possible.
Niall and you lay there, panting. You had the sheet pulled up and you looked over at him with a lazy grin, “Thanks.” You pant out.
“Anyt’ing fer ya.” He leans over and pecks your cheek. Niall grows quiet after a moment, letting his beating heart slow after a bit. He had a growing attraction to you for a long while, it started off insignificant but now… “Hey, Y/N?”
You got out of bed and started to get dressed, “Yeah?” You glanced up at him and smiled softly.
“I uh, I hope ya ‘ave a good day.” He smiles and gets up to get dressed as well. Admitting to you he had feelings for you could fuck up the friends with benefits. He just guessed today is not that day for this and for this part to come out.
“You too Ni!” You smile and peck his cheek, grabbing your car keys. “See you tonight at the club!”
Niall watched you go, chewing his top lip. Friends with benefits never truly work out.
Harry jumped in just as Niall was about to reply. “We sort of considered a band name like Two Dudes and One Guitar, but that’s a bit of a mouthful. I mean, I’m not opposed to that, but there’s a time and a place, right?”
This might very well be his one chance to flirt with the guy who’d often starred in his teenage wet dreams. Why waste a perfectly good opportunity?
“Cheeky,” Louis commented. Grin still firmly in place, he folded his hands on the table and tilted his head.
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we press play don’t press pause by snuffleslove: in which zayn’s a dancer of one sort, liam’s a dancer of another, and harry, niall and louis are all damn good musicians. or, in which zayn’s determined to prove that he doesn’t fit in anywhere, and along the way discovers that he’s fit in all along. (26,413 words, Ziam, AU, dancers, side Larry, side Niall/Doniya, teen and up)
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