This was requested by @Anabigail

I would just like to say that in this one shot there is consenual intercourse and protection is used, Niall and Liam are also of the legal age. Please remember that don't get involved in sexual relations unless you are of a legal age, it is consenual and protection is used, unless of course you want a baby. If you don't think that these things are important, just watch the Jeremy Kyle show and see what happens.

I hope you enjoy this, I didn't want to make it generic.

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When Niall got the acceptance letter from the university that was his first choice, he was ecstatic. The only problem was, was that it was in England. He knew that it would be tough, having to move, but in the end he knew it would be worth it. His parents were very supportive, even paying for the deposit on a flat near the university.

When Niall was finished unpacking that first day of arriving at the new flat, he went onto the little balcony connected to the bedroom and settled down into the lawn seat that came with the flat. He looked around the town where he could see, when something caught his attention. In the flat, directly across the thin street, was a man undressing in his own bedroom.

The curtains were open. The balcony doors were opened.

It's his own fault that I can see perfectly into Mystery Man's bedroom, Niall tried to console himself.

And what a pretty man he was. Beautiful. Handsome. Burly. Ripped.

Niall could feel himself hardening down below just watching him.

Mystery Man suddenly looked up, dressed only in his boxers.

Their eyes connected.

Niall couldn't look away.

Mystery Man's lips pulled up into a smirk.

Niall gasped and realised what he was doing and that he had been caught. He sprung up from his seat and ran back into the bedroom, closing and locking the balcony doors and pulling the thin, see through curtains closed, desperate to create some kind of border to block the thick sexual tension.

Little did Niall know that not only did he jerk himself off to the Mystery Man just living across from him, so did Mystery Man jerk himself off to the site of the blond-haired twink under him.

And Mystery Man vowed that he would definitely be under him soon.

***

The next few weeks, both men unintentionally created even more sexual tension.

Niall watched Mystery Man from behind a corner of his curtain which he pulled back while he jerked off in his own bedroom. Niall's hand, most of the time, had found itself tugging at his own hard-on. Maybe it was on purpose that Mystery Man left his curtains open.

Niall didn't know that as he laid on his bed, a couple of nights a week, shoving a dildo into his ass, that Mystery Man was standing at the door of his balcony, wanting to be the one shoving the dildo into the twink's ass, or better yet his own cock. He especially couldn't stand it when he watched the twink slip a butt plug into his ass, then would get changed and go out somewhere.

Even though Niall was too shy, Mystery Man had contemplated a few times walking over to the apartment block across the street, storming up the stairs to the twink's bedroom and pounding into him so hard that he wouldn't be able to walk the next morning, but he had held himself back...barely.

***

When the time finally came for Niall's first day of university, Niall was both excited and nervous.

He walked into the classroom by himself, sitting down close to the front, but not too close that he would look like a nerd. Eventually, other people started streaming in. He was surprised when a fluffy, brown haired boy sat down beside him, a curly haired dude sitting beside the pixie.

"Hi, I'm Louis, and this is my boyfriend, Harry," the pixie introduced.

Niall was happy that someone had actually made an effort to talk to him, as he knew that he would be too shy to do it on his own.

Niall excitedly shook both boys' hands and introduced himself.

"Where are you from, Leprechaun?" Louis asked.

"Louis - " Harry started to scold him, but Niall caught him off.

"No, it's grand. I'm from Mullingar, a little village in Ireland."

"Never heard of it."

"Not many people have. Where are you from?"

"I'm from Doncaster, and this one's from Cheshire." Louis pointed over his shoulder at his boyfriend.

"How do you know each other then?" Niall asked.

"Our apartments are right next to each other," Harry drawled, looking down at his boyfriend fondly.

"Aw, that's - " Niall began, but he was cut off.

"Alright class, that's enough talking, time to get this show on the road," a voice shouted from the front.

Niall turned to look at the Professor, and he literally choked on his own spit.

Louis patted him on the back, asking if he was okay, but Niall couldn't take his eyes away from Mystery Man standing in front of him, his glance going from Niall's eyes to Louis' hand on his back.

When Mystery Man looked away, Niall was snapped out of his trance and frantically nodded at Louis.

"I'm Mr. Liam Payne, but that's Sir to all of you."

Niall gulped.

"Why don't we all say our name very quickly, yeah? You," he pointed to the person right of the back of the room, "stand up and say your name, then we'll move onto the next person."

The names went quicker than Niall was expecting, when suddenly "Harry Styles" was being announced and "Louis Tomlinson" was giggled as Harry held onto Louis' hand, playing with his fingers.

Niall pushed himself out off his chair with his hands, standing up on shaking legs. "I-I'm Niall Horan," he stuttered, quickly dropping back into the seat again.

Liam smirked and nodded for the next person to continue the chain.

Throughout the class, Niall tried to stay shrunk in his seat, his cheeks flaming and hands shaking, eyes down. He thought over everything he had watched from the balcony window and couldn't believe that he had actually watched. He was regretting it immensely now.

An agonising hour and a half later, Liam was finally saying that the class was dismissed. Louis gave Niall his number and they agreed that they would definitely be hanging out sometime. Niall scrambled out of his seat after the lovey-dovey couple, wanting to get out off that classroom as soon as possible.

"Niall!"

Niall stopped at the voice. Could this really be happening to him?

He walked out of the way so that the other lucky sods could get out of the classroom, then spun on his heel to look at Mystery Man, who wasn't exactly a mystery anymore.

"Close the door," Liam mumbled, organising papers on his desk.

Niall softly closed the door and walked over the Liam's desk.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Horan."

"N-neither did I."

"Nothing to be nervous about Niall." Liam walked over to him, standing as close to Niall as he could without touching him. He leaned over and softly whispered in his ear, "We know a lot about each other."

"What - "

"Don't even pretend, Niall. You don't think I know that you're watching me when I'm jerking off in my bedroom? You don't think that I know that you shove that dildo up your ass a couple of times a week." Liam finally made contact, pressing his chest flush against Niall's and bringing his hands roughly down to Niall's backside, kneading. "You don't think that I know that you have a butt plug in right now, after I watched you put it in this morning?"

Niall moaned and shivered. "Li-"

"Ah ah," Liam scolded, landing a soft spank against Niall's backside.

"Sir," Niall adjusted in a groan.

"That's much better." Liam caught Niall's earlobe between his teeth and jerked. "This your last class today?"

Niall nodded.

"Good. I want you to go to the car park and wait for me, got it?"

Niall moaned and stepped back from Liam, scurrying out of the room.

Liam watched him with a smirk, knowing that his promise was finally going to come true.

***

After Liam met Niall in the car park, he led him over to his car and they drove back to his apartment in silence, heavy with sexual tension.

Liam parked in the car park behind his apartment block and got out, heading to the elevator in the building. Niall followed him silently.

They were both alone in the elevator and Liam took the chance.

He pinned Niall up against the wall, hands digging into the denim. Before Niall knew what was happening, they were kissing. It was gentle at first, but Liam pried the other's mouth open, and suddenly it was a heated, passionate lip-lock.

When the elevator pinged, telling them that they had arrived on Liam's floor, Liam pulled away, Niall trailing after his lips, too dazed to even know that the elevator had stopped.

Liam grabbed Niall's hand and dragged him out of the elevator, nearly jogging down the hall to his room. As soon as he had the apartment door open, he pulled Niall in and closed the door, pressing the twink up against it, back into a heated kiss.

Niall's hands were in Liam's hair, holding him against his mouth. Liam grabbed Niall's thighs and whispered a "Jump" against his lips, Niall immediately obeying and jumping up into Liam's arms, thighs wrapping tightly around his hips.

"Shirt off," Liam growled.

Niall pulled his hands and lips away and tugged his shirt over his head, dropping it beside them.

"Get my shirt of as well, baby," Liam whispered against Niall's throat, sucking and nipping.

Niall moaned and fumbled with the buttons, trying to get them undone. When he had finally succeeded, Liam pressed him tight against the wall, so he wouldn't fall when Liam pulled his arms away and let his shirt drop to the ground as well.

Liam's hands found their way back to Niall's luscious backside and he knead it as he turned on his heel and started towards his bedroom.

He laid Niall down gently in the middle of the bed, then stood back, unbuttoning and stepping out of his trousers and shoes, pulling off his socks.

Niall looked out the balcony window at his own bedroom across the street, where only last night he had hidden behind the curtain and watched the glorious human being in front of him jerking off.

He brought his eyes back to Liam in time to see him pulling his boxers down, revealing his cock.

Niall's breath stuttered. It was definitely better seeing it this close up.

"We can't do anything with your jeans on, can we baby?" Liam asked, stalking up to the bed with his trademark smirk right back on his face.

Niall furiously nodded. His hands reached down to tug on the button and zip, his eyes never leaving Liam's. He lifted his hips off the bed to pull his jeans and boxers down at the same time, but Liam was getting impatient at the fumbling movements.

Liam reached forward and pulled off Niall's shoes and socks, laughing at Niall's dazed expression when he had forgotten that he had his shoes on. He moved Niall's hands away and replaced them with his own, yanking off the jeans and boxers in one smooth movement.

Liam stared down at the lovely, beautiful twink laying on his bed.

He was finally getting him.

"Spread your legs, beautiful, want to see," Liam commanded.

Niall spread his legs immediately, showing Liam where he wanted him. His hand went down to his cock and he was able to give himself a couple of tugs before Liam slapped his hand away.

"You're going to come just by my cock, yeah?" Liam stated.

Niall nodded before the statement registered in his head.

Liam chuckled and got up onto the bed, crawling over to his lover.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, leaning over Niall to steal another sweet kiss. He pulled away after a moment, trailing his lips down his throat, where he took the chance to nip and suck, then down his chest, sucking on his nipples, then further down. He ghosted his lips over Niall's cock. When he bucked his hips, Liam clasped his hands onto his hips and held him down against the bed.

"Ah ah, only my cock," he reminded.

Niall whined and whimpered above him, desperate for something, anything.

Liam settle himself on his between Niall's thighs, looking at the thing he was going to wreck, which was stretched tight around a butt plug.

"So naughty, baby."

Liam slowly lifted a hand and pulled the plug out, watching Niall's hole try and pull it back in. He groaned at the moaning noises that his lover made.

Liam threw the plug to somewhere in the room, then traced a finger around the twitching rim of the stretched hole, the lube that Niall had used this morning still glistening in his hole.

"I don't even think I have to prep you, beautiful," Liam laughed. "Lube and condoms in the bedside table."

Niall scrambled up and reached into the bedside table, grabbing the lube and condom, handing them over to Liam frantically.

"Want to ride me, baby?"

"Yes, oh God, yes, Liam," Niall moaned.

Liam smirked and moved to sit against the headboard. He ripped open the condom and pulled it on, covering himself in the lube.

"Come on, beautiful."

Niall crawled up to Liam and straddled his thighs. Liam steadied Niall by his hands clasping his hips, as Niall raised himself up. He reached underneath him to place the tip of Liam's cock against his quivering hole, then slowly eased down, eliciting a hiss from Niall and a groan from Liam.

Liam willed himself not to thrust up, as Niall raised himself onto his knees again then slowly slid down. Liam's hands moved down to Niall's thighs, curling around them, feeling the muscle quivering.

Niall started panting, his thighs getting sore, and he placed his hands on Liam's shoulders, remembering that he wasn't allowed to touch himself.

"Liam...help," Niall whined, dropping down again but again failing in finding that one special place.

"Don't worry, baby," Liam smirked.

When Niall again raised himself up, as he slid down Liam grabbed his hips and thrust up, finding that special spot easily.

Niall squealed and fell limp against Liam's chest in pleasure, as Liam now controlled when he rose and fell, thrusting into him.

After Liam held Niall down so he could grind up into him, he raised Niall up again then pulled him down roughly to meet a thrust up, and Niall came untouched, screaming Liam's name.

Liam held them connected tightly, turned them over so Niall was on his back, with Liam between his thighs, and thrust uncontrollably into the tight heat.

"So tight, baby, absolutely perfect," Liam growled, and with one final stuttering thrust, he came into the condom, riding out his orgasm.

They lay, panting, in each other's arms until Liam pulled out, making Niall wince. He pulled off the condom and tied it, throwing it into the bin beside the bed.

"What about," Liam whispered, turning back to Niall and pulling the sleepy, sated boy into his arms, "we have a nap, then you stay for dinner and a movie?"

"I'd love that," Niall whispered, pecking Liam on the lips and then burying his head into Liam's neck.

"You're absolutely beautiful and perfect," Liam mumbled, kissing Niall's temple and cheeks.

"You're not so bad yourself," Niall giggled, throwing his leg over Liam's hip.

"Can we class this as a date?"

"I wouldn't mind," Niall laughed, kissing Liam's neck and nibbling at his birth mark.

"Today was such a coincidence," Liam laughed after a moment.

When he didn't get a response, he looked down to find that Niall had already fallen asleep.

And maybe if they both went to Liam's bed that night for another round, or maybe two, and both fell asleep knowing that they had found The One and that they were already hopelessly in love, no one else had to know.