Surprise! This part was written for a Best of Collection I did, and now you get to read it, too! Enjoy! (All of the other parts are in my first two volumes)

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Niall ended up kicking the handful of people in his bar out before letting Liam bend him over the bar top and fuck him until he came all over his ass.

Liam was sweating just thinking about it again.

"Payno?"

Liam broke from his reverie to see Louis standing in his bedroom doorway looking like Liam had lost the plot. "Sorry. Yeah?"

"Ready? Zayn's rummaging through your candy drawer. We should go."

Liam shrugged on his jacket and said, "Yeah, 'kay." He followed Louis out into the living room to find Zayn with a long strip of sour candy hanging from his mouth.

The dark-haired man looked up quickly, face that of a man caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Ready?" he mumbled with his mouth full.

Louis rolled his eyes and walked over to his boyfriend, catching the other end of the candy between his teeth and eating along the strip until their lips met. When they both swallowed their treat, Louis smirked. "Let's go before you get cavities."

Liam cleared his throat, hands stuffed deep in his pockets. "Where are we going?"

"Your choice, Payno. It's your last night."

Liam shuddered internally at the reminder. As if he needed a blaring signal of his dilemma, his phone vibrated. He pulled it out to see the newest contact he'd added only hours ago.

How's the decision making going ? I miss you Daddy

Liam turned his back to his friends and quickly typed out a response. Working on it miss you 2 baby He sent it, and then, before he changed his mind, he sent another. Can I come see you tonight?

"Liam? Where are we going?"

Liam didn't wait for an answer from Niall and pushed his phone back into his pocket. "Can we go to that one place?" Liam tried to keep the shake in his voice to a minimum as he turned back around.

Louis shook his head in confusion. "You'll have to be more specific."

Liam gestured with his hand out in front of him. "You know, the one place. We went there last week."

Zayn barked a laugh. "The gay bar?" Liam huffed, but didn't say anything.

Louis came and clapped Liam on the back. "That's it, mate! Enjoy the other side before you're stuck with a pretty kitty forever."

Liam shoved him playfully. "I liked the drinks there."

Louis laughed and shoved him back. "No, mate. You liked the lad that made the drinks there." He led them to the door. "You actually never told us where you went when you disappeared that night."

"I didn't go anywhere, wanker. Just had one too many." Liam was out the door before they could ask any further.

***

The small, dimly lit bar still held the same sense of trepidation as earlier, but now it held something more important. Or rather, someone more important.

Liam got two steps inside the door before he spotted him, leaning on the wooden bartop, chatting to some large red-headed man. A tinkling laugh filtered off his lips and through the air to Liam's ears. He tried not to let his instincts take over, but before he could stop himself he was walking over to the bar and squeezing between two people, right next to the redhead.

"Who's this, then?"

Niall smiled brightly until he saw Liam's face and stood back up, distancing himself from the customer. "Liam, hey," he greeted shyly, unsure how to act after what happen that afternoon. "I didn't know you were coming to see me." He gave the other man a nod before leaning towards Liam on his elbows. "What a nice surprise."

Liam couldn't help but be drawn to the boy. His body shifted, leaned in closer. "Didn't get my text, then?"

"Been busy. It's a Friday night after all." Niall reached across the last remaining space and gripped Liam's bicep. "You're here now though."

Liam licked across his lips as he tilted his head, crossing the few inches between him and his goal. Niall smiled and adjusted to receive his kiss.

"Uh, Liam?"

Liam stumbled back, nearly knocking over the stool the redhead had vacated while he wasn't looking. He grabbed for the edge of the bar top and Niall's hand gripped him to help steady the surprised man. When he'd righted himself, Louis and Zayn were stood there with looks of a mix of confusion and mischief.

"What? Yes?"

Louis saddled up to Liam and tilted his head to the blond. "The bartender? I thought you just liked the drinks here."

Niall's laugh cut through the thick silence in lieu of Liam's answer. "Aww, ye like me drinks?"

Louis spared the bartender a glance before ducking his head to whisper to Liam. "It's your last night, Li. Do what you need to do tonight, but figure it out."

Liam gulped and nodded shakily. "Thanks, Tommo."

Louis just took a deep breath and leaned back. He smiled cheekily and clapped Liam on the shoulder. "If anyone knows the temptation of a good-looking lad, it's me, mate." He grabbed Zayn and pulled him to the dance floor, leaving Liam with bright cheeks and a laughing blond.

When Liam turned his gaze to the boy though, he sobered. Niall tamped down his laughed and nodded. "You're getting married tomorrow."

"Yeah."

Niall reached across and took Liam's hand in his, playing idly with his fingers. "You're supposed to be straight."

Liam looked hard at their joined hands. "Yeah."

"But..."

Liam looked up at the questioning word. What he saw had him pulling Niall in by the back of his neck and crashing their lips together over the divide. He pulled back and sucked in much needed air. "But," he gasped, "I can't stop thinking about you. I'm marrying a beautiful woman tomorrow, and I'm here, with you."

Niall's face went soft and he tugged on Liam's shirt. "Come on." Liam followed eagerly as Niall walked down the bar, stopping at the other tender and getting a nod, before meeting Liam at the end. He put a hand behind himself on a door. "I can't go far, but I want ye." As he pushed the door open, he grabbed Liam's shirt and pulled them both into the back room.

The door clicked shut behind them, and then Liam was hoisting Niall up by his thighs to wrapped them around his waist. He brought Niall close and kissed him desperately. "You're perfect, baby," he spoke through their joined lips.

Niall keened and rolled his hips against Liam, making the larger man growl and pull back to look around. He moved them quickly over to a nearly empty desk and set Niall down on it. Niall's hand were instantly moving over Liam's body, lifting up his shirt.

Liam let his shirt fall to the floor, but then grabbed Niall's wrist in his hands and leveled him with a look. "I don't know what to do," he lamented.

Niall leaned up and kissed along Liam's collarbones, lips gliding lightly over the skin. "That's alright," he assured in a low voice. "How 'bout what ye want? Right now?"

Niall licked right over the hollow between the two bones and then kissed the spot. Liam let his eyes fall shut and his head tilt back as Niall took the invitation and moved to his neck. Liam groaned when he felt Niall's lips there and answered, "You. Always want you."

Niall nodded against his neck, leaning back and earning Liam's gaze. "Ye can have me, Daddy."

Liam released one of Niall's wrists and used the other in his hold to pull Niall off the desk and turn him around before sliding a hand down his spine and pushing him to bend over the wood. Niall moaned and spread his legs enough for Liam to press right between them and rock against him.

"Fuck, baby." Liam smoothed his hands up Niall's side and down his back. "Look at you."

Niall pushed against the desk with his hands, getting what leverage he could to move with Liam, their body grinding against each other. "Daddy," the blond mumbled against the desk, asking without knowing how.

"I know," Liam soothed as his hands slid up under Niall's shirt. He pushed it off and then his hands were pulling open the fly of Niall's jeans and pushing them down to the floor. Niall groaned and lifted up on his toes. Liam palmed at the small curve of his ass. "Mine," he breathed.

Niall nodded, hair swishing against the desk. "Yours, Liam. Please, do something."

Liam didn't wait then, just pushed Niall's pants to join his jeans. He splayed a hand across Niall's lower back, his thumb sneaking between Niall's cheeks to rub across his dry hole. Niall moaned and gripped onto the far edge of the desk. "Do you have anything?" Niall lifted his head up, looked around and pointed to the corner of the desk that was just out of reach. Liam followed his hand and saw a bottle of lotion. He laughed, but leaned over the boy under him and grabbed it. "Seriously?"

Niall huffed. "Do ye want ta fuck me, or not?"

Liam set the bottle down by Niall's head and grabbed a handful of hair before yanking Niall's head up towards him, arching the smaller lad's body. "Excuse me? Don't you dare talk to me like that."

Niall swallowed hard and nodded as best he could. "Yes, Daddy."

Liam lowered his lover back down to the desk, hand sliding down the line of his body from hair to tailbone. "Good boy." Liam squeezed some lotion onto his fingers, spreading the white liquid between them. As he played one finger at Niall's hole, he leaned over the bottom lad's back and kissed each bump of his spine. He trailed his lips up Niall's back, and, as he pushed his finger in, he bit at his shoulder, letting the first digit get seated.

Niall's mouth was open, chin pressed to the desk, breathing harshly before biting down on his bottom lip and groaning. "Another; I'm still loose from earlier."

Liam buried his sounds in Niall's neck and pushed another finger in. Niall clenched around him, pulling Liam fingers in as much as he pushed them. "Baby- baby, God."

"Yes," Niall whined, low and airy. Liam opened his fingers, feeling along Niall's warm walls. Niall was loosing small grunts each time Liam's fingers pulled on his rim. "Come on, Daddy." Niall reached back and grasped onto Liam's hip. "Need you."

Liam pulled his fingers out and spread Niall's cheeks with his big hands, thumbs rubbing along his crack. "How did we get here? I never imagined..."

Niall leaned up, laying back on Liam's chest. He brought an arm up and wrapped it around Liam's neck. "Please, don't regret me."

Liam made a hurt sound and bit at Niall's ear. "Never, baby. I never could."

"Then love me."

Liam sighed and wrapped an arm around Niall's body, up his chest to grab his shoulder, holding him close to his own body. His other hand quickly opened his trousers and pushed his bottoms down, letting his erection hit against Niall's soft cheeks.

"I do. I love you." Liam led his tip to Niall's hole and pushed in, groaning against Niall's shoulder. The shorter man's heat sheathed and clamped down on Liam's length as he kept his hips pressed firmly to Niall's ass.

When Niall shifted, groaning at the movement, Liam pulled out and thrust back in. Niall moaned and curled his fingers against Liam's neck, looking for purchase to hold steady as Liam increased his rhythm and started thrusting into Niall's hole. Their bodies moved together- for each other- as they stayed close.

Niall spread his legs, letting gravity lower him deeper on Liam's cock. He cried out when Liam brushed against his prostate. "Harder," he begged. Liam tightened his arm around Niall, his other arm slinking down to take Niall in his hand. "Daddy," Niall whined. "Close."

"Don't come yet." He pulled out, turning Niall around and pushing him down to his knees. Niall looked up at him with wide, glassy blue eyes. "Open up." He pulled down on Niall's chin, opening his mouth and playing his wet tip at Niall's lips.

Niall flicked his tongue out, gathering the bead of precome while Liam tugged himself off. He curled a hand in Niall's hair and groaned as his release landed across his baby's lips and chin. He pulled Niall up by the grip in his hair and kissed him hard, tasting himself on Niall's tongue before his free hand took Niall's flushed dick in his grasp again.

"Come for me, baby." Niall wrapped his arms around Liam's shoulders, grappling at his skin while the white hot pressure coiled in his stomach. Niall's toes dug into the smooth floor, and his lips pressed to Liam's neck as he shot over his lover's hand and his own stomach. Liam let him shiver through it before pulling the blond flush to him, arms wrapped around him.

Their breathing evened out, and then Liam broke the silence. "I can't leave this."

Niall's stroked his fingers through Liam's sweaty hair. "Don't."

***

"I'm sorry." Sophia was nodding, but Liam wasn't even sure she could hear him. "I want you to be happy, and I know if we go through with this, we won't be happy."

"Have you always been...like this?"

Liam tried not to flinch at the accusation in her voice. "I haven't been lying to you, if that's what you mean. I love you, I always will. But I've learned something about myself that I can't ignore."

"You mean that you like dick?"

Liam took a long breath. He could understand her anger, of course he could. "That's part of it." Liam raked his fingers harshly through his hair. "Think about it, Soph. Would you want me to marry you, knowing that neither of us would be satisfied with each other?"

Sophia just clamped her lips together and Liam saw a tear fall down her cheek. "I get it. And you're right." Liam reached for her but she put a hand up to stop him. "Just go. I can't-Let's just end it here."

Liam sighed, resigned, and left Sophia standing in their apartment. He walked down the stairs, footsteps heavy and chest tight. The air was hot and thick, but when he stepped out the front door and saw the reason for what he'd just done, he could breath again.

"Alright?" Niall asked quietly.

Liam pulled Niall to him, crushed him in a hug. "Yeah. We're alright."