About zayn, rough, kinda short.
You roll over and look at the alarm clock, it’s 3 a.m. and zayn still isn’t home. He was out with the lads celebrating, you didn’t mind this but it was starting to get really late and you began to get worried. Suddenly, you heard a loud thump in the kitchen and knew it was zayn. You were only in a pair of red undies from VS and a crop top when you looked up and saw zayn standing there, in the doorway, looking absolutely wasted.
“Zayn, do you know what time it is?” you asked. “Who cares” he replies. “Um, I do and you should too, come on, lay down let’s go to sleep” being quite annoyed now. “no” he says bluntly
Zayn never acts like this, he is the sweetest guy you have ever met and you love him more than anything, and you know it’s just the alcohol talking.
“fine, im going to sleep I don’t care what you do” you say. “no you’re fucking not, not unless I tell you to, get the fuck over here” he spat.
you just sit there wide eyed for about a minute trying to take in what the bloody hell he just said. then he starts to approach you and leans over and whipsers in your ear….
“I made out with this girl tonight” you can smell the alcohol, its so strong.
being your jealous self you jump up and yell “YOU DID WHAT? WHAT THE HELL ZAYN? YOU THINK THAT’S FUNNY? DO YOU? CAUSE I FUCKING DON’T” sort of pushing him at the same time. “mmm i love it when you get jealous” he smirks. “fuck off” you reply trying to walk away.
He grabs your wrist and pushes you against the wall. “god damn you’re so hot (y/n)” he grips your ass and kisses up your neck. This is beginning to get you really turned on and you can feel yourself starting to soak. He takes his hand and just touches all over your body. You make small groans, but trying not to show him how good this is making you feel. He then takes his finger and rubs it over the lace of your panties and you start to moan “mm zayn” he smirks saying “ahhh you like that baby? am i getting you wet?” “no, im just thinking about harry and how i wish this was him instead of you” you say, trying to repay him for the whole making out with some slut. Zayn grunts with anger, grabbing your thighs tightly “fucking jump”.
Your now thrown on the bed, he wrips your shirt off along with your underwear and grabs on to your breasts and squeezes, you shut your eyes trying to hide your emotions. He leaves wet rough kisses down your stomach,all the way to your thighs and finally reaches where you want him the most. He blows hot air onto your clit and you moan “zayn, please, baby just get in me” You can feel him smirk, satisfied he’s pleasing you. “no, you’re a naughty girl, you need to be taught a lesson” then rams his long skillful tongue in you. You grab the sheets, and arch your back moaning his name. “Zayn i-i-i” “HOLD IT” he hisses. then without warning rams his cock into you, at first you winch with pain but it quickly turns into pleasure. You wrap your legs around him and dig your nails into his back. “ugh (y/n) your so tight, god baby i love you so much” he groans. This sends you over the edge and your walls tighten around him, soon after that he cums and he pulls out but stays on top of you.
“baby, im really sorry I didn’t make out with anyone, I just wanted to get you jealous, and im sorry if I hurt you, I love you so much (y/n)” he whispers.
“it’s okay baby, I was kidding about harry, I just wanted to get back at you, I love you too zayn”
you kiss his neck and smile…. “round two?” he smirks.