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Nosh - Devine Intervention (Part 2): The Drummer Boy Have Got a Filthy Mouth

It was interesting, to say the least, how Niall and Josh just dusted everything under the rug and go on with their daily routines like Josh had never given Niall one of the best handjobs the little blonde had ever been given. But they did…and Niall was completely satisfied with that.

For a total of 24 hours! Because by then he was watching Josh playing the drums on their rehearsal, flexing muscles all over the place. And Niall damned the world because he got a thing for muscles apparently.

It’s not fun.

It was less fun if the menace that is Louis Tomlinson caught you staring, “Drooling!” as Louis would insist on putting it, at Josh after a particularly hard session of drum practice. And when Louis noticed things, it won’t be long, like five seconds long, until Harry would look at Louis and completely understood what the older boy was thinking. Louis notices thing, but Harry…Harry realizes things.

This was one of the times where Niall wished they were not so right for each other and could actually live without one another so he could take out one of them and they won’t notice and realize things in such a synchronized manner and his world would be balanced and right again…

To Niall’s relieve though, Harry just tugged Louis away from him and continue warming up their voices together. It provided him with more time to stare at Josh’s muscles again as they were starting to constrict and flex with a new round of drumming to I Want, sweat makes the skin wrapped around those muscle glisten and Niall just wanted to lick them.

Josh was oblivious to all of the, not so discreet, staring and drooling, he was distracted not only by the fact that he kept messing up on his beats but also by how the last time he stole a glance towards the blond Irish Niall was wiping his face with the lower edge of his shirt, revealing the increasingly toned flat stomach that Josh certainly did not want to pin down and leave marks on.

“That’s just creepy.” None of them heard Louis whispered to Harry, “Something happened between them for sure?”

“He looked like you when you first saw me shirtless at my stepdad’s bungalow.” Harry received a sharp jab on the ribs for that.

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“You okay mate?”

Two days later and Niall was getting the itch again, because he is 18 okay?! It was a wonder with his status that he could still actually be horny without being satisfied as soon as possible.

“I’m not okay!” He snapped a bit…because Josh was the one who asked and it really was that boy’s fault that Niall wanted more of everything now.

Josh grimaced, “A bit bitchy aren’t we?” But a sneaky mischievous smirk soon followed, “You need another help Nialler?”

Niall chocked on his chips.

“This soon? Wow…I guess I have to step it up to satisfy you.”

At that, Niall gave Josh a long judgmental side glance and walked away, leaving a giggling drummer behind him.

It was video game night, which means another night of Liam kicking everybody’s butt on any game known to man. So they usually just took their turn at the impending humiliation and settled on the sidelines with snacks and whatever drinks were allowed after. That night Niall’s turn was first, he wasn’t the worst on video games, that award goes to Zayn, but his mind wasn’t in it from the get go, it drifted to the hands that were idly drumming the couch cushion and the mouth sucking on a lollipop. Niall never stood a chance and was out of the running in under 2 minutes. He bounded out of the ‘championship circle’ and threw the controller at a grumbling Harry, quickly planting himself right next to their drummer.