1D Fanfiction: Suits Were Made For Fucking

Ummm… Mature alert? Don’t read if you don’t like sex/smut/PWP.

Niall likes Liam in suits. Niall also likes Liam in nothing. Liam steals Niall’s tie after a fun romp in a broom cupboard and holds it for the rest of the evening like a trophy.

Inspired by these two pictures (x) and (x). Cause there they are on the red carpet. Oh look, Niall and Liam have a ties. Then they leave. Where’d their ties go? And why is there so much cleavage?

Suits Were Made For Fucking

Getting invited to the GQ Awards was a big deal. A huge deal, especially when their single was about to be dropped in a couple days.

As much as Niall thought this was an honour, and great and everything, walking down the red carpet to the venue was agonizing.

Niall couldn’t concentrate on all the flashing cameras and paparazzi. All he could think about was how fuckable Liam looked in his suit. Well, Liam always looked fuckable, but the suit was the cherry on top of a really sexy sundae.

The first moment the boys had alone, Niall acted.

 “C’mere.” Niall yanked Liam into an adjoining room.

“What are you doing Niall?” Liam protested. Niall didn’t answer and proceeded to lock the door behind them.

It was dark and quiet. Liam thought it was a broom closet until Niall pulled on the chain attached to the light bulb on the ceiling, flooding the room with light. Liam was close. It was a utility room where the banquet hall stored extra chairs and clean linens.

“What are we doing in here? We’ve got interviews in a couple minutes.” Liam pried his hand away from Niall.

“We still have time, let’s have some fun.” Niall leaned in and whispered into Liam’s ear. Blood rushed to Liam’s crotch.

Niall pushed Liam against the door and started to kiss and bite at whatever skin he could reach.

“Fuck you’re so fit in a suit.” Niall moaned as he mouthed at Liam’s jaw line, pulling at his tie.

Liam helped by pulling it completely off and draping it across his shoulder. Taking control, he turned and pressed Niall up against some empty shelves.

Niall whimpered has he felt Liam fingers slide under his shirt. His abs clenched as cold hands traced his stomach.

“Don’t tear the buttons.” Niall grunted as Liam’s hands continued their trail down to his belt. Liam nodded in acknowledgement and nipped at Niall’s earlobe in response.

As Liam was busy with Niall’s neck, Niall worked on undoing Liam’s buttons. Leaving his top on, Niall reached underneath the shirt and skimmed his hands up Liam’s back leaving scratch marks as Liam began to adventure down his chest.

Pushing Liam off, Niall dropped to his knees and opened Liam’s pants, reaching in and releasing Liam from the confines of his underwear.

Niall gave Liam a long lick from base to tip and placed his hands on Liam’s ass for more resistance.

“Fuck, ugh… you’re so hot Niall.” Liam heaved as he slid his long fingers through Niall’s hair, gripping slightly as Niall added more pressure.

Alternating between hollowing his cheeks, sucking hard and flicking his tongue over the head, Niall was driving Liam crazy.

“Shit, I’m gonna come if you don’t stop.” Liam whispered but his hips bucked towards the heat regardless.

Knees shaking in pleasure, Liam yanked Niall back up by the arms and smashed his mouth onto Niall’s. As Niall tried to thread his fingers into thick curls, Liam pulled Niall’s hands above his head and tied them to one of the shelving units with his tie.

“What the…?” Niall looked up giving Liam an ample view of his neck dripping with perspiration.

Liam took this chance to swipe his tongue over Niall’s adam’s apple.

“Liam?” Niall groaned.

“Don’t worry babe, I’ll treat you right.” Liam grinned as he pushed Niall’s jacket and shirt off his body and wound them up his arms leaving most of Niall completely exposed.

Liam pulled his own blazer and shirt off and began working on Niall’s belt and dropped his slacks.

“Let me touch you.” Niall cried, tugging on his restraints standing dressed only in his boxers.

Liam just shook his head and smirked as he latched his mouth onto Niall’s pale neck. Nipping and biting, he left a trail of light marks down Niall’s body, making sure none of them were permanent. He ran his tongue along the skin that bordered the top of Niall’s briefs and stalled until Niall was all but a weeping, begging mess of sexual frustration.

“Please Liam, please please please. Fuck, just get in me already. No more teasing.” Niall pleaded, straining against the knot his hands were trapped in. Liam wasn’t cruel so he pulled Niall’s last piece of clothing off, and stripped himself bare, tossing everything carelessly over his shoulder.

Deciding that he’d had enough of waiting, Niall gripped the pole he was tied to, lifted his legs and wrapped them around Liam’s waist drawing him close.

“Just fuck me already.” Niall demanded.

Liam laughed and repositioned Niall’s legs, supporting his weight. Spitting in his hand, he coated his fingers and gently inserted them into Niall searching for that little bundle of nerves.

Niall’s back arching up and his breathless gasp were good indications that he found what he was looking for. Pulling out he spread more saliva onto his shaft and positioned in front of Niall.

“Just go already, shit I’m not a fucking virgin.” Niall swore as he wiggled in Liam’s grasp.

Liam’s hands were gripped tight enough to bruise around Niall’s thighs as he quickly slid in.

“Fuck.” Liam hissed as Niall’s heat enveloped him.

Niall’s breath shuddered from his body. All he could do was feel. The slow burn, the sweet friction, and the pleasure. Oh God. All the fucking pleasure just rolled onto him like waves from a sea of ecstasy.

“That’s true, UHG… How many times… Have we done this.” Liam struggled to form words as Niall’s heat surrounded him.

“Not enough.” Niall swallowed hard as he tried to gain enough leverage to push back against Liam.

Growling, Liam thrust harder into Niall until the shelving began to tremble behind him.

“Faster Liam, shit, fuck.” Niall struggled to hold on as his hands continue to clench onto empty air.

Liam could only bite his lip and obey as he felt himself teetering on the brink.

“Shit, so close Liam.” Niall panted, eyes shut so tightly he was seeing stars.

Liam reached up and roughly fisted Niall’s cock.

With a few strokes, Niall was pushed over the edge.

Watching Niall’s face as he finished and feeling him get tighter threw Liam into his orgasm as well.

“Holy…” Liam huffed, pressing his forehead against Niall’s trying to recover his breath.

Liam set Niall’s legs down and released him from his bonds.

“Ahhh… I can’t feel my hands.” Niall shook his arms, trying to move blood back to his fingers.

“Yuck, at least clean up a bit first.” Liam complained as he started to button his dress shirt back up.

“Yeah yeah.” Niall shot back as he finally regained function in his arms.

“Oh, don’t use that.” Liam watched as Niall pulled out his hanky from his breast pocket.

“It’s white! It’s not like it’ll stain.” Niall teased as he cleaned himself up.

“I guess we won’t be need this anymore.” Liam glanced at the shreds of what remained of his tie in Niall’s hands. Liam lifted it from his hands and noticed that it was wrinkled and torn beyond repair, impossible to be worn for the rest of the night.

Seeing a glimpse of something suspicious, Liam grabbed at Niall’s hands, pushed up his sleeves to see angry red marks on his wrists.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry love.” Liam brought Niall’s arms to his mouth and kissed them gently.

“It was totally worth it. I didn’t know you were so kinky.” Niall snickered tugging his shirt sleeves back down. Liam just shook his head in disbelief.

Both boys quickly pulled the rest of their clothes on, straightening each other out so they would look presentable.

“I’m taking this.” Niall looked up from pulling his trousers back on. Liam wound Niall’s tie around his hand and tucked it into his suit pocket.

“Hey.” Niall complained but made no motion to take it back.

“You don’t need it. Besides, you look so fit with your collar undone.” Liam leaned in and latched his teeth onto Niall’s collarbone and sucked. Hard.

“Fuck Liam.” Niall gasped. “That’s gonna leave a mark and people are going to wonder.”

“Let them.” Liam smiled at him cheekily, turned and fled out the door.

Rubbing the blooming bruise on his neck, Niall buttoned his shirt but left the top two undone.

“That should drive him crazy for the rest of the night.” Niall grinned wickedly.

It did drive Liam a bit mad. That’s was alright, they didn’t have work tomorrow so they’d spend the night rolling between the sheets. Who needs sleep anyways?

 

DONE.
Yay for awful awkward smut. Hopefully I didn’t make this too dirty. ;D

NO REGRETS.


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