After the Thrill is Gone (Narry)
Summary: Niall and Harry start fucking right around the time they start taking a private plane. (smut, 4K)
A/N: There is a stunning lack of Mile High Narry fic so I thought I’d make this, I also have homework I need to do and I haven’t slept, but I digress. Dedicated to both Sara and Bree. Title from the Eagles album One of These Nights.
The first time Niall and Harry take a private plane it’s right after the weed video leaks –it’s not that they don’t love Louis and Zayn, they really do but it was a stupid fucking thing to do, videotaping it- Harry’s a non-confrontational person though and Niall would probably laugh it off but it’s still uncomfortable and it’s a seven hour flight, neither of them could sit through that with the huge fucking elephant in the room (airplane?).
Liam opts to go with them and that’s alright he probably needs a bit of a break from all the drama too almost always worrying about everything and everyone, it’s annoying but endearing. Niall doesn’t think he can listen to it for seven hours though, so he finds a comfortable seat to settle into near the back, kicks up his legs onto the neighboring leather chair and pops his headphones in, listening to the Eagles entire 1975 album.
It’s too monotonous, no cellphone service 36,000 feet in the air, and Niall’s so bored he’s about ready to fall asleep when he feels someone slip into the third seat by his feet –Harry- smiling at him and nodding his head, his hand pawing lightly at Niall’s ankle and brushing his fingers over the curve of his heel.