Pairing; Niall / Harry
Summary: Harry climbs over him, his legs slotting on either sides of Niall, his body flush against Niall’s. He nibbles on Niall’s lowerlip, then licks the seam of his mouth and causes him to elicit a soft - needy - moan. No feelings in the Glade, Niall remembers. Or, he doesn’t. It’s all kind of a haze to be honest.
Or; Niall and Harry are runners.
(for @2012niall because she deserves her maze runner au that she’s been yelling about)
Favourite Narry fic pls, I want to read one