Niall’s eyes are following the necklace as Harry rides him,
the way it jumps against his chest every time he rocks forward. Harry leans
down to kiss him, jumps in surprise when Niall grabs hold of the chain.
“S’like it’s sparklin’ or something,” Niall whispers, breaths
coming out in a pant before he releases it. “Shining off the lights from
outside. It’s cool.”