Not actually group sex so don't be disappointed. Sugar baby!Niall tho sooooo!!!!

COMMENTS AND VOTES! MWAH!! Xoxo

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"Liam! Zayn! Look what we got!" Niall picked the embellished envelope up from the table by the front door where their housekeeper dropped the mail and ran down the hall to the library. Liam and Zayn were inside, sitting together on opposite ends of the couch with their legs tangled, going over papers.

Zayn let his stack fall to his lap as he looked over to the door. "What's the noise, Niall?"

"Look," he cheered. "They're actually doing it!" Niall plopped the envelope down in Zayn's lap and fell onto the couch between them, sitting in the small space between the couch back and their legs with his thrown over theirs.

Zayn tucked a finger under the seal and ripped it open. Liam leaned forward a little to see. "What's it?"

Zayn flipped the thick card stock over and read aloud, "Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles cordially invite you to celebrate their day of love and marriage on-"

"They're getting married!" Niall interrupted. "Finally, God. I thought Louis was going to use that traveling excuse for ever!"

Liam pulled Niall to him with arms around his waist. Niall went easily, falling back onto Liam's chest. "When is it?"

"Next month," Zayn noted. "Leave it to them to wait a million years and then be done with it in a month."

"We have to get suits!" Niall realized. He turned in Liam's lap and nuzzled under his jaw. "Get me a suit."

Liam chuckled fondly and nodded. "You'll be the hottest little piece there, baby."

Niall growled playfully and turned in his lap fully to straddle him. "Wouldn't even need a suit for that."

There was shifting behind them and then Zayn was pressed against Niall, sitting on Liam's knees lightly. "Wouldn't need any clothing for that."

***

The wedding was Harry and Louis to a tee. Harry wore nearly a bouquet of flowers on his lapel and his shirt half undone under his jacket. Louis spent ten minutes get ready and the rest of the morning finding ways to get out of his dressing room and into Harry's. There were vegetarian, vegan, and gluten-free options on the menu, and some on-the-rise rock band that Louis fell in love with at the reception.

Niall stopped his sugar daddies in the hallway before they entered the wedding hall just so he could get his pent up kisses out of the way; otherwise, he'd be handsy for the entire ceremony. His men in suits always got to him. Liam let himself be kissed and then tucked his fingers into Niall's pockets from behind when he turned to kiss Zayn.

"Love this suit on you, baby," Zayn murmured.

Niall moaned into Zayn's mouth and Zayn announced his agreement with a sharp bit to Niall's bottom lip. Niall's hand tightened around Zayn's neck as he pushed back into Liam's body. This was his favorite position, caught between Zayn and Liam, covered on both sides. He found himself in it a lot, and if he had a choice, he'd never leave it. But too soon Zayn was breaking the kiss and pushing back his hair with deft fingers. "We have to go get our seats."

"Right," Niall pouted. "Louis and Harry."

Liam pulled his little blond back with him as he stepped away from Zayn before taking the darker lad's hand and walking into the wedding hall together. He'd never get tired of the looks of slightly confused interest when he walked in somewhere with not one man, but two, on his arms. Zayn's fingers were tangled with his lazily, like after these years just the touch of their fingertips were stronger than most couple's death grips. Niall was tucked into his side, arm around Liam's larger waist.

They made their way to the front of the curved rows of chairs and sat in the three seats reserved for them. Louis and Harry's families greeted them warmly, hugs all around, as they caught up on life until the music started playing.

The ceremony was beautiful, but what really had Niall tearing up was the way they looked at each other, the same way they've looked at each other as long as Niall has known them, except maybe times a million. Harry cried. Louis cried more.

***

Niall had his arms around Liam's shoulders, rocking against him to the heavy beat. Liam kept a firm hand flat on Niall's back while the other trickled down his side to grab at the small curve of his bum. Niall pushed a needy breath of air out against Liam's neck as he rocked harder.

"Shameless," Liam teased, smile wide and knowing, even though Niall couldn't see it. "In the middle of our best friends' wedding and you're so hard for me." Niall raised up of his toes and wrapped his arms more firmly around Liam, knowing Liam would hold him steady. "What if someone saw?"

Niall groaned and breathed hotly against Liam's ear, "I don't care. Want them to know."

Liam gave Niall's ass one more squeeze before letting his feet fall flat against the dance floor and pulling away. Niall whined but Liam just turned him around and pointed across the room. "Zayn's all alone. Why don't we go give him some company?"

"He's probably working," Niall scoffed. "He should stop."

Liam gave him a laugh in response and pushed them towards their third partner. Zayn looked up from his phone, where he was definitely working on an email, and smiled up at his boys. "Having fun?"

Niall dropped down in the chair next to him with a flushed face and easy smile. "More than you." He eyed the phone.

"I know," Zayn sighed and set his phone face down. "I'm done, I promise."

Liam stood behind him and started kneading at his shoulders. "Relax, babe. It Lou and Haz's wedding."

Zayn nodded easily. "I know, I know. I am."

Niall leaned in and kissed his jaw, scruff rough against his lips. He kissed again, lower down, and lower again until he was sucking gently on Zayn' neck. Zayn sighed happily and his shoulders fell. "Let me help," Niall whispered before sliding off his seat and under the table.

He had hands on Zayn's zipper before Zayn even realized where he'd gone. "Ni," he scolded quietly. Liam took Niall's previous spot and scooted up enough that his legs met the table cloth.

"Wouldn't be the first time," he reminded Zayn.

"It'd be the first-shit," Niall palmed him roughly through his thin pants, "first time at our best friends' wedding."

"I know!" Niall gleed from under the table. "I'm making memories, Zayn."

Zayn tucked a hand under the table cloth and pulled it up higher to hide his lap before raking his fingers through Niall's hair. Liam scooted closer, so his thigh pressed against Zayn's and pulled him in for a kiss. "Best boy ever," Liam mused. Zayn made a sound of agreement and kissed him harder.

Niall tugged on his pants and reached under to take Zayn out. Zayn buried his sound in Liam's mouth as Niall licked along his length, getting him wet and smoothing his glide.

"Lads!"

Zayn halted in shock, pushing his tip against Niall's cheek. Niall laughed and Zayn groaned and Liam gave a rousing, "Tomlinsons!" to cover it up.

Louis and Harry took seats next to Liam at the table; well, seats as in a seat in which Harry sat in Louis' lap. "Thanks for coming," Harry greeted.

"Wouldn't miss it, are you kidding?" Liam assured.

"I know, but still," Louis shrugged. He looked around briefly before asking, "Where's Ni?"

"Fresh air."

"Bathroom."

Zayn and Liam shared a pained look before both turning to the newly weds and smiling. Louis just gave them a mildly bored tilt of his lips. "Alright..."

Niall sucked Zayn down, hollowing his cheeks and lowering another inch. The toe of Zayn's shoe pushed into Niall's knee as he moved faster. Zayn pressed his fist to his mouth and stifled a moan, jump starting Liam into asking Louis and Harry's plans for the weekend.

Harry and Louis just gave him incredulous looks and answered together. "Married sex."

Liam laughed awkwardly, threading his fingers through his hair and nodding. "Right. Of course, duh."

Niall relaxed his throat and lowered until his lips kissed Zayn's pelvis. Zayn hunched in on himself and bit down on his tongue to keep his sounds at bay, fist hitting the table hard enough to make Harry jump.

"Alright, Zee?" Louis asked.

Zayn tugged on Niall's hair to make him back off a little before relaxing, relaxing being a relative term considering Niall was still sucking his brains out through his cock. "Fine," he answered, voice comically rough. "Might be coming down with something." He rubbed his throat for added affect, earning a hum from Louis and a worried look from Harry.

As soon as Zayn's hand started loosening in his hair, Niall lowered back down, swallowing around him and tugging playfully at Zayn's tight sac. Zayn let his head fall back as his eyes slipped closed. Then, he remembered himself and through a hand in the air as he opened his eyes. "I love the lighting in here." He pointed absently to the mostly hidden lights in the ceiling that sent colors towards the dance floor while his other hand yanked harshly on Niall's hair. "Well done, lads."

Niall groaned at the feeling and Liam stood up abruptly. "Drinks? Anyone?"

Zayn felt the burn clawing at his groin and pushed Niall harder down on him, pressing his nose to his stomach and coming down his throat with his eyes squeezed shut and toes curled in his shoes.

Harry stood up slowly, pulling Louis with him, and pushed Liam down by his shoulder. "We'll get some." Niall pulled off and laid his head on Zayn's lap, thumbing idly at his softening prick. Harry leaned between Liam and Zayn and knocked on the table. "Want anything, Ni?"

Zayn gasped and Liam laughed and Niall stuck his head out from under the table with a high pink to his cheeks and a sweaty forehead. "Pint, please," he requested with a cheeky grin.

Harry and Louis headed off to get some drinks while Zayn zipped himself back up and Niall crawled out from under the table and into a chair. He dusted off his knees and wiped his mouth as he said, "Feeling better?"

Zayn wiped at the bit of sweat that collected along his hairline and groaned long-sufferingly. "They'll never let us live this down."

"Never let you. I have no part in this," Liam corrected.

Niall leaned across one lover to smirk at the other. "Liam, you're next."

"Welp, well just leave these here." Harry sat their drinks down and pulled Louis away quickly.