Summary: The boys speak about the fans and other things, as per usual, during an interview. But when Louis is asked about Larry Stylinson and claims ‘bullshit’, why did Liam shut Zayn’s love out when he agreed saying, “Yeah, the fans are insane. They either say Larry or Ziam are legitimately real. I agree with Lou, complete bullshit.” Zayn’s blood is boiling, and he knows exactly how to show Liam he’s done with the games.

The camera men at the edge of the stage began counting down as the rest of boys and I sat back down in our seats. The annoyingly flirtatious interviewer sat down in the seat in front of ours, smiling bright as the camera faced her. 

“And we’re back with the lovely One Direction boys!” She cheered, and the audience clapped along, one of the girls from management signaling for us to straighten up and smile into the cameras.

I heard Louis let out a low scoff beside me, and I grinned, completely aware of his amount of annoyance. It was like we were robots. Boy band-robots who play with puppies, and love getting blinded by camera flashes when all we wanted was a small coffee.

  I could hear Harry talking from in front of me, his low raspy, voice slowly speaking about something I lost track of 10 minutes ago. 

My mind hasn’t been fully with everything going lately. My attention, and thoughts all being held on tightly by the chocolate-eyed sweet heart sitting in between Niall and Harry.

  I turned my head, breathing in the vague left-over scent from Liam’s kisses he left covering my neck and shoulder. Smiling crookedly to myself, I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from getting too excited while cameras were rolling. 

“So Harry and Louis, who is this..Larry, guy? And why are your fans so hung up on him?” The interviewer questioned, literal curiosity painted on her face. 

Louis’ gaze never left hers, while Harry looked behind him, and at our Doncaster boy. I reached my hand over and laid it against Louis’ thigh, giving it a slight, supportive squeeze; knowing how stressful it was for him to have to deal with the same topic every interview.

  “Larry Stylinson, is a-uh, a romance the fans made up.” Louis started, giving a slight chuckle, before clearing his throat. “It’s actually funny, because they genuinely think Haz and I are in a serious relationship, which is complete bullshit.” Louis finished bluntly, taking the interviewer slightly back in astonishment. I glanced up into his pale eyes, they were hollow, showing no emotion. Harry, however, looked pained.

But, the second the eye contact started, it was over, Harry placing his award winning smile and turning to agree with his guilty pleasure.

I heard a giggle escape from Liam, bringing my attention to him, causing butterflies in my stomach. 

“Yeah, the fans are insane. They either say Larry or Ziam are legitimately real. I agree with Lou, complete bullshit.” Liam stated, making my grip on Louis’ thigh loosen, and I felt my entire body go limp.

‘Nobody even asked about Ziam, why are you bringing it up? And why would you say that?’ I screamed the thought over and over again in my mind. 

I could feel my blood feeling colder than ice, until Louis returned the reassuring squeeze to my own thigh. Making my temperature rise, I could feel my eyes burning, but I’m unsure if it was from tears or from my angry thoughts beginning to swarm my brain. 

I fidgeted with my fingers, praying that this interview would be over already. I gave one word answers, not really caring what management was waving for me to do. 

I was pissed the fuck off, I’m not playing along anymore.

“Zayn!” I heard someone yell, and I looked up and saw the rest of the boys waiting for me by the exit of the building, staring at me, for what seemed like an answer to what ever they were gossiping about. 

“Wait, what?” I asked, my voice was husky and low, not really in the mood to be around anyone; my mind was too busy internally raging at Liam’s statement. 

“The interviewer..she had nice tits, yeah?” Niall cheekily asked and I half-heartily smirked, and brought my gaze from the floor and up to Liam’s.

“Yeah..real nice,” I dryly chuckled. I could see the sorrow and confusion in Liam’s eyes, but I pushed past him, leading the rest of the boys to the van. 

Everyone talked about different things, while I distanced myself. I could see Liam’s glances from the corner of my eye, but I paid no mind to him. 

I heard the screams from fans and flashes of cameras as we approached the hotel, which only made my mood even worse. I stopped and took a few pictures, falsely grinning at the screaming fans to which, to be honest, annoyed me quite a lot. Dont get me wrong, I loved our fans to pieces, but being the more relaxed person I am, this was a bit much for me at times.

I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder, and I snapped around, mid curses coming to a halt as the person who seems to be fond of invading people’s personal space turned out to be Liam.

“Whats up with you, mate?” He yelled near my ear over the screams of our names and fierce fangirls wanting something I was clearly not interested in anymore.

His oblivious actions sent me into more of an annoyed rage, causing me to viciously shrug his grip from my shoulder.

“Dont touch me.” I growled lowly so he and I were the only ones to hear. He stood a bit frozen for a couple seconds, pain filling his eyes, no mixtures other than pain and confusing glossing over his chocolate orbs.

He quickly noticed his surroundings and snapped out of it, taking and posing for more pictures with fans. I rolled my eyes and pushed past inbetween Harry and Niall and into the hotel.

How could he act so clueless? He basically denied us being together for his own personal break up..or whatever it was between us. Nobody knew. The fans are too busy with Louis and Harry’s gay affairs, not us.

So what made him add us into the mess?

For everything ive done and gone through for the kid, youd think hed care.

For all the times I stood up for him, or when that whore, Danielle, cheated on him. Who was the one staying up with the crying, child-like figure in the peeking hours of the morning when all the boys gave up?

Me.

The man ive fallen in love with the second I laid eyes on him, the man I have non stop dreams, and thoughts about. The man who has shined a bright light over me when nothing was going right.

How could he?

My emotions were never the soft ones, like normal people. My emotions will flip to extreme rage in a matter of seconds, and thats what happened once I heard Liam call out my name as he jogged behind me.

“Zayn! Zayn, wait up! We need to talk.” He shouted out to me, but I continued to walk to my room, my rage building up every time any word escaped his plump, deceiving lips.

“ZAYN!” Liam shouted, finally catching up and grasping on to my shoulder. Once he whipped me around to face him, my hand attached to his wrist tightly, as I gaped into his eyes. His breath hitched in his throat and I incoherently groaned, knowing exactly what I was going to do.

I was going to show him whos in charge. Who calls the shots.

Show him he is mine.

I ripped his hotel key from his hand and unlocked the suite, throwing my and his bags into the room before violently pushing him in.

I slammed the hotel door behind me, coldly staring at the slightly taller boy.

“Zayn..whats wrong, what did I d-“

“Dont fucking speak.” I growled as I approached him and hooked my two fingers between the peeking hole on his shirt, all in one swift movement, tearing the buttons from their slots, making them fly in different directions.

Our breathing quickly sped up as I undid my belt and slipped my jeans to my ankles  kicking them to the floor. I walked towards liam, as he slowly backed into the bed before I nudged his shoulders, letting him fall on to the plush cotton.

Eyeing Liams lip being attacked by his teeth, a small tent slowly being built in his tightening jeans made me feel the blood beginning to rush to my half-hard cock.

Quickly discarding of his jeans, I palmed myself through my boxers watching him get antsy, squirming on the bed, silently begging to be touched.

“Suck.” I growled, dropping my boxers and grabbing liams head, placing it in front of my manhood.

“Za-” liam whimpered but I hushed him, brushing my tip to his lips, parting them before he began to obey.

Pushing his head further and further down, throwing my head back in ecstasy.

“Ugh.” I groaned, “I love y-” I stopped myself before I could say the full three words.

Remembering what the boy between my legs commented only an hour ago. My anger built up, grip tightening against liams prickly head.

“Get up” I ordered and liam hesitated but soon did so, laying on his back and innocently biting on his quivering bottom lip.

I laid hovering above him, as he lightly stroked himself below me.

“Zayn..please..tell me, what I did.” Liam begged, his eyes slightly glistening with lust and plead. I stayed silent, guiding my tip to his entrance and plunging into him.

We both let out loud moans at the contact. I didnt bother to let him adjust, causing him to be a bit more vocal than usual.

Burying myself deeper and thrusting faster as my adrenaline built up. My eyes met his, emotions and grunts filling the room, but we both stayed silent.

“Dont act dumb, liam.” I growled, placing my hands on either side of him and thrusting harder, his whimpers and shouts loud enough to hear out in the halls.

“Ohh Zayn..w-what did I do?” Liam panted through his fierce moans. I ignored his pleads for answers and continued to give him the best hes ever, and will ever have.

My hand found his cock, and I continued to pump him as I thrusted, his breathing heavy, words trying to escape barely audible. I felt knots in my lower stomach, I could feel Liam twitch in my palm as it was stroking his length.

“Zayn!” Liam called out abruptly, before covering my hand in his warm liquids causing me to be thrown off the edge and twitch inside, filling him up.

I stayed hover above him, both of us trying to catch our breath. I attacked his swollen lips with my own, a small moan coming from him humming our conjoined mouths. His hand slightly tangled into my messy hair, before I suddenly departed our lips.

Cupping his cheeks with my hands roughly, I lowered myself to his ear.

“Bullshit.” I huskily panted, my voice full of pain and anger.

Before he could react, I lifted myself from the bed, throwing on my pants and grabbed my bag.

“Zayn! I swear I didnt mean it!” Liam called out but I just scoffed before slamming the hotel door behind me.

My tough guy composer soon faded once I reached my own room, tears starting to sting at the brim of my eyes. Once I shut the door, leaving me to sulk in the dark room.

Alone.

-ginger-goddesss

I bolted upright in my bed, covered in sweat, momentarily confused as to where i was. I faintly reminded myself that we never knew where we were anymore; it was just too hard to keep track. I carefully told myself that it was a dream, nothing to get upset over. Just a dream. I looked down and noticed Zayn’s hot arms draped carelessly around my waist, probably adding to why I was sweating so much. 

I took a few minutes to just take him in. his shirtless form lying there, so peacefully in sleep. Deep breaths pushed his olive chest against my side, over and over. His cheeks, covered in a slight flush - probably from how hot it is - and his lips, pursed slightly in sleep. This was how I loved him most - of course, I loved him all the time - but looking at him now, it was easier to remember him like this, rather than him posing as the ‘bad boy.’

Deciding I needed a glass of something cool, I carefully pried myself from Zayn’s sweaty arms trying not to wake him. His breath hitched a little, but he rolled over and continued in slumber. I raised my arms above my head, before stretching out my legs too, getting rid of any kinks. I quietly padded out of the hotel bedroom and went into the kitchen.

I walked to the fridge, looking for something cool to drink; I grabbed the Orange Juice and poured it into a glass. Leaning against the counter, I took large gulps of it. It felt so cool going down my throat. So calming. 

“Li?” A quiet, voice came from the darkness. I turned to find Zayn standing in the doorway in only a pair of boxers. We locked eyes and all the memories from last night came crashing back into our minds. Neither of us said anything, too busy reliving and reminiscing in memories. “What are you doing up?” He asked cautiously, not knowing how I was going to react. 

“I just needed a drink…” I said awkwardly. Neither of us knowing how the other was feeling towards what happened just a few short hours ago. I wanted more than anything to just walk over and wrap my arms around his broad frame, but I don’t know his feelings - if any - towards me, or if he just considered last night a mistake. I was hoping against the latter. 

Shaking slightly, I opened my arms as wide as they could go, carefully watching Zayn’s expression. He breathed out a sigh of relief and closed the space between us in two big strides and I was quick to fold my arms around his form. “I’m not going to say sorry Z. I’m not going to regret it.” I said quietly into his hair. I felt his arms tighten around my back.

“This is what I want too Li, I just want you.” He murmured slightly into my shoulder. And that’s all it took before I gently took his face in my hands and stared at his eyes.

“Are you sure?” I asked him, still looking into his deep brown eyes. Instead of answering, he leant up and kissed me full on the lips. Not yet moving, waiting for me to react. I pushed against his lips, opening them slightly, and kissed him back. He dragged his tongue against my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, allowing him access to explore my mouth. I carefully sunk my teeth into his tongue and Zayn shivered and pushed my back against the counter, seperating my legs and stepping between them. 

With only our boxers separating us, and it already being a hot night, the heat surrounding me felt consuming. I attached my lips to Zayn’s neck and left wet, open kisses all over his throat. I found his sweet spot and as I flicked my tongue over it, I felt him buckle his hips into mine, I gasped at the contact. 

“Liam” he gasped, “bedroom.” I smirked into his neck. I pulled off him with one final lick to his sweet spot and grabbed his hand, dragging him into our room; being quiet while going past the other boys. I gently shut our door and locked it just in case Harry or Louis got curious. I turned to Zayn and pushed him down on the bed, underneath me, kissing him gently. He opened his mouth and things started heating up again. 

Zayn’s hands found my ass and was grabbing and feeling, I smiled into the kiss about how all his nerves seem to have gone. I took one of my hands - which were tangled in his hair - and reached it down between our hips, grabbing his hard-on with only his boxers separating my hand from him. He gasped at the unexpected contact and then let out a slight moan. I let go and he opened his eyes sadly, silently asking why. I lightly kissed him once on the lips.

Before he could say anything more I kissed down his throat, over his Adam’s apple, onto his chest, flicking my tongue over both of this nipples. After giving his Goosebumps, I continued down until I swirled my tongue in his belly button, and softly planted soft kisses onto his snail trail. When my mouth reached the top of his boxers, they were so tight they looked like they might burst.

Agonisingly slow, I pulled them down his legs and over his ankles, while his hard-on slapped against his stomach. I crawled up so my mouth was parallel with his sex. He felt my breath, and unable to control himself, buckled his hips forward. All I could smell was pre-cum and sweat. I took my thumb and slowly wiped the pre-cum off his tip, before seductively sucking on my thumb, making him groan in frustration. 

Still holding his gaze, I stuck my tongue out and licked slowly from the base to the very tip, Zayn getting out a louder groan, “Li-” He was cut off as I took the whole of him in my mouth, revelling in the feel of him hitting the back of my throat, “Urgh Li” Zayn moaned, reaching out to play with his balls. When I slapped his hand away, taking over, he placed them on my head and tanged them in my hair. As he pushed my head down more his dick hit my gag reflex, and the gagging sound I made sent vibrations deep inside him.

“Li, I’m so close baby.” He exclaimed as I moved my mouth back and forth over him, working my tongue over the tip. I took both my hands and dragged my nails down his chest, leaving marks and sending him over the edge, letting his hot liquids drip down my throat, loving the feeling. Zayn let out one shuddering breath, then said shakily “Thank you Li”

I just gave him one final kiss before letting him roll over and spooned him. I didn’t go to sleep, I just lay there thinking. This was all I ever wanted. But I couldn’t stop worrying. What will my parents think? What will his parents think? The fans? Simon? What if Zayn wakes up in the morning and realises it was a mistake?

I was so exhausted that I couldn’t mull over these negative thought. When Zayn’s breath had slowed to an even pace I kissed his shoulder and muttered quietly, “I love you Zayn.”

I closed my eyes, ready to go to sleep. Then, out of the dark, so quietly I might have imagined it, I heard a “I love you too Li.”

But, I might have imagined it.

First One-Shot, tell me what you think; kody-in-wonderland 

A Ziam one shot

A gentle snap echoed throughout the crowded flat, bouncing around the plush sofas and stacks of drying dishes. Two black ties fell to the wooden floor in unison, only a foot apart from each other. The dark haired boy collapsed onto the couch, stretching out, toes pointed, arms crossed behind his head. The other boy stood by the door, a small half-smile on his face, champagne bubbles still clouding his mind. He stumbled over to the couch, peeling off his jacket and dropping it on the wine-colored loveseat, before leaning over the figure on the couch and kissing him softly. 

“Zayn,” he whispered, clutching the arm rest for support in his drunken state. “I-I think I’m drunk.” He blinked his eyes innocently and Zayn couldn’t help but let out a shout of laughter as he stared up into his new husband’s eyes. 
“Well, I’d say so, you can barely stand up straight,” he said. His feet hit the cold floor and he reached out and grabbed Liam’s arm to guide the younger boy to the bedroom, stumbling a little himself. The door clicked shut softly behind the two of them as they peeled off their suits and slipped underneath the white covers. Zayn closed his eyes immediately and could already feel himself drifting off into sleep when a pair of lips crashed onto his, causing his eyes to leap open. He wound his long fingers into Liam’s short brown hair and pulled the boy closer to his chest, moaning softly.

Already, he could feel Liam’s erection pressing into his thigh, and feel his own growing quickly. Their movements grew more heated, with the boys raining kisses down each others necks before Zayn hooked his fingers into the waistband of the brown haired boy’s boxers and tugged them down. In one swift motion he peeled his own off and kicked both over the edge of the bed where they fell into a tangled heap.

Liam’s hand found it’s way between Zayn’s legs and wrapped around his erection and he began to pump up and down, as Zayn copied his movements. Their lips smashed together again, tongues dancing around each other’s mouths as they pleasured the other. Zayn suddenly pulled back and Liam gave a soft whimper as he was abandoned just before he reached his peak.

“Tease,” he hissed drunkenly, eyes half-lidded with lust.

“Hush,” Zayn muttered and flipped Liam onto his stomach. Knowing what was happening, Liam pushed up onto his knees and gripped onto the headboard. Zayn flung open the bedside drawer, hand scrambling in the drawer to find a bottle of lube. A moment later, he found it and coated himself before clutching Liam’s hips and thrusting forward.

The younger boys clenched his fists on the headboard, groaning as he tried to adjust to Zayn’s size. After the initial pain faded away, Zayn reached his hand forward and grasped Liam’s stiff length before rubbing his hand up and down, timing his thrusts with his hand’s pumping. A gasp slipped from between his lips as Zayn thrusted harder and harder, and Liam could feel himself starting to build up, and knew he was close. The two boys moaned in unison before reaching their peaks and releasing themselves in unison.

They curled up together, clinging to each other as they rode out their highs. Heart rate slowed, Liam pushed back the older boy’s damp hair and kissed his forehead, fingers lightly tracing over the tattoos that marked his body.

“I love you,” Zayn whispered into Liam’s neck.

“I love you too,” he murmured in return and wound their fingers together, before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

The two boys remained entangled throughout the rest of the night, sleeping off the alcohol of the day before, hands entwined, matching silver rings glinting in the moonlight.

This is my first mature one shot. If you read this I love you. Feedback is always welcome. This is also on my main blog. :) 

~Hannah

Zayn was lying on the floor, slightly hung over from the night before. When it came to parties, Zayn will always be the one who gets drunk within the first hour. Of course, he would think he did at least one thing he’d regret. He couldn’t remember a thing. He stood up carefully and tried walking. He looked for his bedroom. When he came to his room, he opened the door to see a sight he’s never seen before: Liam. Sleeping in his bed. Naked. This slightly freaked out Zayn as he doesn’t remember a thing at all from the night before. Why was Liam in his bed, naked? He walked carefully to the bed, not wanting to wake up the sleeping Liam. Zayn has always had feelings for Liam, even though no-one, not even Liam, knew or even thought about it. Seeing him there naked kept going through his brain. He’s wanted him bad for ages. He’s just wanted to feel his hand in his, his lips on his own. Zayn started to remember things that went down the night before…..
It was Liam’s idea, somehow, to throw a party and get as drunk as possible. He never got drunk when the boys went to parties so he wanted to be the one getting pissed that night. Zayn suggested that they should throw the party at his place. This was part of his telling-Liam-how-he-feels plan he’s been making up for ages. That night, all the boys and some mystery girl guests, most likely who Harry invited, started to party hard. Harry and Louis were, of course, too pissed to realise that they were flirting with each other, Niall was eating everything in sight (like normal) and Zayn and Liam were talking. Liam already had lots to drink and wasn’t hating it. “Z-Z-Zayn.” He stuttered. “Yeah, mate?” He looked to Liam, who looked like he was about to fall any second. “We-We’re best mates right?” He asked, looking Zayn in the eyes. “Yeah. Why you ask?” Zayn kept in eye contact with him. “Well… S-Since ages ago I liked you.” Zayn wasn’t too drunk to not realise that Liam was just confessing feelings for him. “Liked like… Like-like?” He stuttered out, leaning slightly towards Liam. He couldn’t speak for a few minutes and just nodded. He put his hands behind Zayn’s head and pushed him into him, crashing their lips together in a long and passionate kiss…..
“Like… That…?” Liam was smirking at Zayn, who was blushing slightly. “Yeah… Lots…” Zayn’s brain wasn’t working for a slight moment as he was pulled by his hand, grabbed by Liam’s, into Zayn’s bedroom. He pinned Zayn to the wall, as the lust was pumping through his veins. Liam’s eyes turned from their usual light brown colour to a darker shade and he continued kissing Zayn, turning into a sexy make-out session. He then pulled away to take off Zayn’s shirt, revealing his abs, one of Liam’s favourite body parts on Zayn. Zayn started unbuttoning Liam’s shirt and takes it off his long arms. Liam’s body always drives Zayn crazy. They continued kissing and Liam moved his lips down Zayn’s neck. They were just making out but Zayn was already hard. He pushed forward, making Liam step backwards, soon landing on the bed. Liam took his lips off Zayn and lied down on the bed. Zayn watched as Liam starting undoing his belt and jeans. “Enough kisses.” He said, focusing on undoing his jeans. “Now, Zayny… Suck. Now.” He successfully unzipped his jeans and lied there, waiting for Zayn. He took no time and walked over to the bed. He sat carefully on Liam’s legs as he bent forward. He pulled down his jeans slightly and his boxers, showing Liam’s amazingly large erection. Zayn took time, admiring his hard-on for a few seconds. “What you waiting for? Suck!” He yelled at Zayn. Zayn bent down lower and placed his mouth around the head, teasing him. He moved his tongue all around, causing Liam to moan softly. He then moved his head down, trying to fit all of him in his mouth. He couldn’t get more than half of it in his mouth and started bobbing his head up and down, making Liam moan louder. He pushed Zayn’s head down lower, causing him to gag, sending vibrations which was pushing Liam over the edge. “Oh, Zayn! Zayn! I’m gonna—” Zayn lifted his head up before Liam could finish his sentence…..
“Tease.” Liam murmured as Zayn was bringing his head up to his, making eye contact again. “You like it… Don’t… Don’t you… Liam?” Zayn was stumbling his words, part due to his drunkenness, part due to the staring in Liam’s eyes. “Okay… Then it’s y-your turn.” He climbed onto Zayn, keeping him down on the bed. He quickly removed his jeans and boxers, watching his erection jump up. “Let’s see how.. You like it…” He softly gripped and rubbed his thumb up and down slowly, already earning moans from Zayn. “Now… A little… Faster.” He increased his speed and soon moved his whole hand up and down at a fast pace, wanking off Zayn as he moaned louder and louder every time…..
Liam loved the way Zayn moaned. It was making him want him more, if that was even possible. Zayn’s eyes shut, a sign that he was close. Just before, he took his hand off. Zayn looked as frustrated as ever, and needed Liam right there. Liam lied down next to Zayn, whose trying to calm down a bit. “You get what… You g-give mate.” He smiled at Zayn. Both of them didn’t want to tease anymore. They knew what was next. “You wanna… Zayn?” Liam asked him. Zayn nodded lightly. “Good… You know what to do…” Zayn bit his lip as he moved onto his hands and knees. “You’ll… You’ll love this…” Liam positioned himself behind Zayn…..
“I bet…” Zayn prepared himself. Liam had a tough grip on Zayn’s hips. He slowly slid inside of Zayn, as he squeezed his eyes shut from the pain. This was new to Zayn. He wasn’t used to it. “Ohhh Zayn…” Liam moaned, but Zayn was still in slight pain. After a few seconds the pain went away and Zayn was in ecstasy, moaning as loud as Liam, “Faster! Faster… Oh Liam…” Liam was hitting that bundle of nerves every time, which made Zayn moan louder with every thrust. Within minutes, Zayn was close. “Yeah, Zayn… Cum for me…” Liam’s thrusts were harder and faster and soon Zayn came. His noises pushed Liam over the edge and he came in Zayn. They both collapsed on the bed, trying to catch their breath…..
“Enjoyed that?” Liam smiled at him and Zayn couldn’t talk so just nodded again. “Thought… So.” Zayn got off the bed and put his clothes back on, leaving a naked Liam on the bed. “You’ll remember…. Remember this tomorrow.” Liam was falling asleep so Zayn carefully closed the door and rejoined the party. “Hey… Hey mate!” Niall put his arm around Zayn, probably to stay standing up. “Where were y-you?” Zayn had to think of an excuse, which wasn’t easy at the time. “W-Well, Liam passed out and-and I had to take him to bed.” It was a very crap lie, but Niall was too drunk to maybe not even remember. “Okay… Okay mate.” Niall resumed to his drinking.

Everything, every detail was flooding back to Zayn’s head. He had sex with Liam. He was still not believing it. He looked into his room again and saw Liam roll over, facing where Zayn was looking. He slowly opened his eyes, which looked all red and sore, and looked all around the room, then placing his sight on Zayn. “What am I…?” Zayn walked in slowly. Liam looked under the sheets and saw he was completely naked. “Why am I…?” Zayn tried not to laugh at how clueless Liam was. “Zayn… Why am I in your bed… Naked?” Liam didn’t remember a thing. “Well… I’ll say it also involves me…” Zayn smirked, after trying not to. “Did we… Did I…?” Zayn sat on the bed and smiled at Liam. “Say you like me… Yeah.” Liam smiled slightly. Zayn continued smiling because he could tell that Liam’s feelings weren’t just drunk feelings. “Um… Do you like me…?” Liam was blushing now. Zayn leaned closer to Liam’s face and softly kissed him. “Of course…” He kissed again, and felt Liam kiss back. All that Zayn’s wanted for ages is finally a reality.

Ziam One Shot, Zayn Walks in on Liam wanking… *Disclaimer* this is a collaboration so every paragraph is a different person, para 1 is Zayn’s POV and 2 is Liam, if that makes any sense. You can give credit to me and bradfagzayn.tumblr.com

hey liam I-

 

I panicked. I felt as my face turned bright scarlet. “Oh my god, Zayn!” I struggled as I tried to stick my penis baqck in my pants, which was still hard. It was difficult.

 

I watched as Liam struggled with pants, kindly averting my eyes. I’d still seen it though and I could feel myself getting a hard on. “Oh it’s fine Liam no big deal! I um just came up to tell you that the buses are leaving soon and… um yeah.. Should I just go or…?”

 

I had no way to react. I didn’t know what to do. Zayn’s hair was in different directions, as it was messed up, and his shirt wasn’t completely buttoned, showing off his perfect tan and hard, muscular chest. It turned me on even more. I looked down to the floor, and slightly looked back up. My vision landed on his pants, which seemed tight. Too tight. I wanted him. “N-….No. Stay”

 

I whipped my head around when he said that, I saw him staring. Slowly I approached him getting even more turned on. “What were you thinking of?” I whispered, breaking into his personal space.

 

“U-uh. Um.” I stuttered and gulped. “I-I.” I looked up into his eyes. His pupils were large, but rarely defined, as his irises were a dark brown. His chocolate orbs met mine. He looked indulging, hot. “I think… you came in at the right time” I smirked

 

I bit my lip and smiled, then forcefully leaned in and forced my lips onto the younger boy in front of me. His lips were unlike girls i had kissed before, his were a lot rougher. I forced his lips open with my tounge and explored his mouth. I needed him.

 

He was rough. Our lips grinded. Up. Down. Up. Down. I licked his bottom lip, and slightly bit it, tugging at it. They were pink, and plump. His tongue was like no other. It was soft, smooth, and great at exploring. He was so sexy. I snaked my arm up to the back of his neck, and kept his head on my face. Our noses bobbed against each other, just as I heard a soft moan escape his perfect mouth, making me moan back with pleasure.

 

I broke apart briefly pulling of my shirt and then watched as Liam laid back and watched. Grinning I climbed up and straddling him leaning in to whisper in his ear, “I think these need to go,” while playing with the waist band of his pants.

 

His bare chest was on my body. I placed my mouth on his skin, kissing him. He threw his head back as I reached up to the side of his neck. “I think so, too” I whispered, too low. My hands felt like they were holding treasure. I didn’t want to let him go. I was growing harder, and I didn’t know that was possible, since I’m already hard-on.

 

I climbed down, licking and kissing his beautiful abs, and slid down his pants, his hard on slapping his chest. I looked up into his eyes, keeping eye contact as I kissed the head of his cock.

 

I was throbbing. His soft lips left a tingle, and I groaned. “You fucking tease” I let out in a breath, just as he flicked my tip with his tongue. He was so beautiful, and everything about him was indescribable. I wanted his cock. His delicate hands leaving traces on my abs, making me flinch in pleasure.

 

I suddenly took his entire member in my mouth. I heard him moan and it encouraged me even more. I bobbed up and down on his shaft, licking and sucking spontaneously. When I felt Liam twitching in my mouth I pulled out. “Not yet!”

 

“Ahh fuuucckkk” My head instinctly threw itself back, and I arched my back in utter pleasure. I grabbed his hair in my fist. I needed something to hold on to. The constant sucking, moving, and licking made me feel in complete ecstasy. My muscled contracted. My abs grew hard, my biceps as well. His eyes looked up at me, still sucking me off. He fondled my balls, and he licked them, under my pounding dick. I flinched once more.

 

I pulled out, much to the distain of Liam. “I want to fuck you. hard” I said it almost as a question before kissing him lightly on the lips.

 

“You will be, soon” I whispered once more to the darker man.”Now….” I teased, leaving swirly traces on his stomach with the tip of my fingers, from the top of his chest, to the lining of his Calvin Kleins. I roughly grabbed them, and pulled him close to me, our faces nearly touching. “Fuck me.” my breath hit his face, and he was breathing hard on me.

 

I growled, my eyes filling with lust. I couldn’t pull down my boxers fast enough, before flipping the younger boy over. As I entered one finger inside of him. “Are you sure about this?”

 

“You’re already in me, babe” It hurt at first, but I liked it. It turned me on and I tensed up at the impact. “Love me, Zayn” And he crawled on me, positioning himself.

 

I entered just the tip into him. Fuck I needed this. I pushed my entire length into Liam trying to let him adjust to the size before pulling out again. I did this a few more times before quickening my thrusts.

 

“Uuugghhh” I moaned loudly. He was huge, hard, and a tease. I tightened as he entered me. He was huge, bigger than me. His hands left no part of my body untouched, playing with my ass, rubbing my back, everything. I felt as his hands reached the top of my neck, sending chills down my spine; a shock of an unexplainable feeling. “Put everything in” I begged.

 

I complied, shoving my entire length into him, my body shaking. I was moaning and going deeper. “Liam I think I’m going to- to cum!”

 

“Not yet!” ‘Just a little longer’ I thought to myself. He flinched inside me, struggling to hold his orgasm. “For me?” He did as I said. I flipped myself over, wanting to change positions. I nailed him down, my hands pushing down on his shoulders. “Your turn”

 

Liam was rough with me and it only made me want him more. “Liam I want your dick now,” I managed to moan out before he forced himself into me. It hurt a lot but I knew it would be worth it.

 

His hole was tight, putting pressure on my cock, making me moan. “You’re so tight. Mmhh” My pressed my lips together, as I thrusted in and out of his body. I observed every inch of him. His dick bounced up and down with every intake. I grabbed it firmly in my hand, and began jacking him off. “Uugghhh” I heard him groan. I was so turned on.

 

The pleasure was making me black out from everything but Liam’s hard thrusts and his touch on my cock. My moaning was constant and I was being quite vocal. I didn’t know how much longer I was going to last.

 

”..Fuck.. Mhh..” I let out in a deep breath. I felt the blood pounding in his cock as I moved my hand up and down. He was so hard, and his ass felt good. I took out my length from his body, and he looked at me; tiny beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. I bent down. “I’m liking this” I said to him, right before jamming his entire cock in my mouth, all the way to the end, I choked.

 

I face fucked Liam, not caring how I looked or did just needed to get a little release. I pulled his hair and pushed my hips in time with his bobbing. Oh he was so good sucking at all the right times and going fast.

 

His dick went in and out of my throat due to his size. My throat bulged, getting bigger and smaller with every thrust. I could hardly breathe and I could tell my face was red, but I was into this. I was the one causing this. I was the one making him moan in pleasure and delicacy. It felt amazing.

 

I felt my penis twitching in his mouth and I coughed out, “Liam I’m going to cum soon!”

 

I used my hands, now, so I can speak to him. “Do whatever you’d like, babe” I said with a smirk. He was so hot- panting, sweating, and his body was just amazing. My hands did everything. I played with his balls, tickled and fingered his ass, which made him tense up, and tighten every part of his body, and jacked myself off with it, too. I felt it coming. “I think I’m going to cum soon, too. Fuuuccckkk” I arched my back and threw my head.

Seeing Liam cum set me off. It went everywhere mixing with his. Mainly it got all over my own chest and on Liam’s lap. I lay back panting and he lay down next to me. I sat in my after orgasm thinking of how amazing it all was. “Fuck Liam.”

I was dripping. His warm cum was everywhere, mixed with mine. He looked delicious covered in it. I licked my lips, slightly tasting his juice. “I love you, Zayn. Fuck, we have to do that more”

I let out a long laugh, “yes Liam, we do.”

- bradfordbadgirlzayn 

Not very long. Could’ve done the ending better. Just got realllyyyy tired. I should make more oneshots… they’re fun!

Part 2

part 1

Hopefully, last and final part… ANON PLEASE.

Holy shit.

Zayn pulls out of me and throws on his boxers and chinos while I throw on my hard tails and my long sleeve shirt. While Zayn does so, he runs to his room to find a shirt. I fix my hair so it looks somewhat normal.

“ZAYN! I know you’re there I hear you walking, open up the damn door!”

“Yeah, one sec!” Zayn says as he’s fumbling with his shirt. He looks in the mirror to fix his beautiful dark, dark brown hair.

Zayn opens the door as Liam strides in.

“Hey, mate what you-“ Liam stops, mid-sentence as his eyes land on me.

“Hey, Li. Um, I was just leaving. Bye, Zayn.”

“Wait, what is she doing here, Zayn???” Liam says a little worried and angry.

“Oh, nothing. We were just going to watch a film here.” Zayn says casually.

“Bye, Zayn. I’ll just text you later.” I say and frantically rush to the door.

Liam blocks my way and looks at Zayn questioningly.

“Whadda you mean, ‘text you later?’  What, are you two together now, or something?  I thought you said you couldn’t handle it! But all of a sudden, Zayn’s an exception?” Liam says, his voice rising.

“Look, I gotta go. Can you please move, Liam?” I say a little annoyed.

He knows that look on my face. But still, he doesn’t budge.

“Hey, (Y/N), what’s that on your neck right there?” Asks Liam with a death glare in his eyes.

OH FUCK, I think to myself.  Zayn looks a little worried now. I look into the mirror to find 2 hickys on my neck.  They are completely visible.

“I don’t know… Umm, I have an, uh, doctors appointment in a half hour. I should go now.” You add, lying through your teeth.

Liam turns to Zayn who is now staring down at his hands.

“ZAYN. DID YOU DO THIS TO MY GIRLFRIEND?” Yells a now, very angry Liam.

I look up at Liam, “Girlfriend? I’m not your girlfriend anymore, Li. You’re one of my friends.”

With that, Liam looks at me, then at Zayn.

His voice barely above a whisper, he says, “I thought you were my mate, Zayn. But here you are fucking my… ex-girlfriend.” He barely gets out the ex.

With that being said, Liam opens the door and storms out, leaving a speechless Zayn and I alone.

“I’m gonna go now, Zayn… I’ll see you tomorrow?” You say hopingly.

“You’re still going to see me after what just happened with you and Liam?” Zayn says a little shocked.

“I mean, yeah. I sorta thought that now we’re a couple since you fucked me and we love each other… But, if you don’t consider that official, I-“

“Well, love, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.” Zayn says.

With that, he pecks me on the lips and I walk out the door.

When I turn out of the door, I found Liam sitting on the ground, face in his hands. He looks up at me, face red.

“Li-“ I start to say.

“Is it true?” He cuts me off.

“Is it true that you love him? That you want him?”

I take a seat down next to Liam and put my arm around him.

“I do. I really do. Liam, I still love you, though! You’ll always be in my heart as my first time, my first love.” I say, tears starting to well up.

Liam just puts my arm back at my side, gets up, and leaves without saying a word.

I get up, and walk in the opposite direction.

You might know what happens the next day… You and Zayn finish what you started :)

At The Poolside

Niall reached his arms up to stretch his back. I could feel myself gawking, but I couldn’t help it. His lightly toned stomach spread and his swimming trunks slipped ever lower.. 

Just as I was about to literally fall out of my chair, Zayn threw a towel on my face and sat on my lap, only to jump right off because of my massive erection. 

“Woah, Liam! What’s got you so hot and bothered?” He said, winking, as I whipped the towel at him. 

“Lee-yum. What’s going on?” Niall pushed his sunglasses off his face, revealing his clear blue eyes. I smiled and shrugged. His eyes roamed down to my crotch and I blushed. 

“Oh, well maybe we should do something about that?” He winked and slipped off his chair. 

“Niall…!” I exclaimed, Zayn was standing right there for god’s sake. 

“Come on Liam, like I didn’t know about you two..” He smiled and slid back onto my lap. I tentatively wrapped my arms around his hips, glancing to Niall. 

“Let’s have some fun,” Zayn grabbed my face between his hands and smashed our lips together. My stomach jumped, mind racing to all of the possible things that could go wrong at any moment.. anyone could see us and out us and the band could be over and… 

Zayn lightly ran his hand down my bare torso and lingered at the waist of my pants, pulling back ever so slightly, he said “Well?” I gulped flashed my eyes up to his, suddenly grinning wide. I pushed him onto the ground beside my chair and pinned his shoulders. He looked surprised at first, but grinned after a second. 

Niall slipped onto the ground next to me and kissed my shoulder. I straddled Zayn’s hips and started grinding on him slightly. He threw his head back and put his hands behind his neck, propping it up slightly. 

I raised up just enough so that Niall could pull down Zayn’s trunks, and I took mine off. I kissed down Zayn’s torso, stopping at the happy trail to look him in the eyes. He grabbed my hair and pulled it gently, encouraging me. I kept going lower until I had reached his magnificent cock. Niall moved so that he could watch for a bit, I noticed his hand slowly playing with his own package. I winked before going down on Zayn. 

I kissed the tip, teasing him, before taking the whole head in my mouth. He moaned loudly and pushed my head down on himself. I moved up and down the shaft until he was close to the point of coming, when he pulled out and flipped me over.

He called Niall over to get behind him while he was on me. Zayn first took my pulsing dick in his mouth and flicked it with his tongue before lowering himself onto me. I bucked my hips up and started thrusting into him. 

I reached forward to grab his dick and stroke it in time with my thrusts when I saw Niall’s hands emerge from behind Zayn’s hips. Zayn hopped off my cock and I prepared myself for his lenth. 

First he inserted his head into me, and I felt slightly uncomfortable. Niall was the only one that I was close with like this. But Niall got into Zayn and we were all building up to an orgasm together. 

After a few minutes Niall pullled out of Zayn and came to above my head. I reached up and grabbed his throbbing dick, tugging on it until he came all over my face and chest. Zayn finished inside my while watching me finish Niall, and the combination of all of us was enough to make me spurt all over Zayn’s stomach. 

We all cleaned up before Niall and I took a dip in the pool and finished the night off sucking each other off in the hot tub. 

Too bad Zayn’s afraid of water.

x 

1d-fanfiction-s

If You Don’t

Please Listen To The Song While You Read (You May Have To Listen To It Twice Because It’s so Long lol xx)

“So you can’t actually swim?”

I blush and look down. “Um no.”

Liam grasped my shoulder, sending shivers through my body. “I’m gonna teach him some time.”

I looked up at him, greeted by that warm smile of his. “Thanks man.”

“No problem.”

~~~

“Psst, Zayn wake up!”

What time was it? I peered over into the darkness, the neon light of the alarm clock read 1:28 am. “Why?”

I looked over to see Liam in nothing but shorts and a towel over his shoulder, covering his sun-kissed torso. “You know what.”

I rested my head back on my pillow. “No, I really don’t.”

“I’m gonna teach you how to swim.”

“What. Right now?”

“Yeah,” he giggled, “right now.”

“Is the pool even open?”

“The one outside is never locked up, I checked.”

“You’re lucky it’s warm tonight.”

“Hurry up, and don’t wake the boys. These walls are paper thin.”

“I know; I heard Harry and Lou going at it for like three hours.”

Liam laughed. “How… romantic.”

I laugh/yawned as I staggered out of bed over to the wardrobe. Surprisingly enough I owned one pair of swimming shorts.

“Um… I’ll um, meet you down there I guess…” Liam shuffled back and forth, an uncomfortable expression on his face.

“You can uh, stay if you want…” I looked down at my trunks and ran them through my fingers nervously.

“No, that’s okay. Gotta make sure everything is ready down there.”

“What kind of lesson are you planning?”

“Oh, you’ll see.” Liam winked, backing away towards the door. “See you down there.”

“Oh, okay.” The door clicked. “Bye…”

I sighed and sat back down. God why did he have to be so adorable? It just wasn’t fair. Slipping on my swim suit, I grabbed a towel from the closet. Closing my door quietly I walked down the hallway to the elevator. I entered the cold, carpeted box and pressed the lobby button. As the elevator moved towards the ground every cell in my body was screaming. The combination of the fear of the water and the embarrassment of Liam seeing me like that made me want to crawl back up the elevator shaft and hide on the roof.

*Ding*

I slowly exited the elevator and tiptoed past the sleeping concierge to the back of the hotel lobby where the entrance to the outdoor pool was. I grabbed the handle to the door and pulled. Nothing. Why wasn’t the door opening? Wasn’t Liam out there?

I peered past my reflection in the glass to the pool. Yes, yes he was there. He noticed me and ran over to the window, a big smile covering his face. I shrugged my shoulders and pointed at the door. Liam laughed and pointed towards the hotels front entrance. Was he serious? I was going to have to cross a parking lot, a garden, and a fence to get to him.

I sighed and trudged my way back to the front doors. I looked at the concierge who was still sleeping and opened the doors as quietly as possible, dashing through them as soon as they were opened enough.

I sighed as I made my way across the parking lot. Bits of broken glass reflected in the moonlight making them easy to avoid. The scent of midnight blossoms invited me further towards the pool and soon I was at the fence.

“Liam?”

“Yes Zayn?”

“How did you get over there?”

“The same was you are.”

“… Climbing this thing?”

He laughed, “Yes.”

“Oh… Okay.”

“Don’t worry, it’s easy.”

“Lucky for you to say mister athlete!”

He laughed again. “Come on Zayn! You can do it.”

I smiled at his blind faith in me and latched a hold of the fence. I slowly pulled myself up and found myself straddling the large wooden wall.

“Are you coming down?”

“Um. I think I’ll stay here awhile…”

“You can’t get down?”

“No.”

“Don’t worry, I’m here.”

I blushed and looked up into the moonlight. “Is that what you tell Danielle?

Liam laughed.

The awkward silence afterwards convinced me to get down and I slowly lowered myself down. As I felt around for the board running through the middle of the fence with my foot I lost grip of the fence altogether. I started to fall but Liam grabbed me in midair.

“Woah there!”

I exhaled, my heart playing a beat similar to Josh’s.

“Th-thanks.”

“No problem.” Liam’s breath tickled my neck as he released me from my arms.

“S-so…”

“Oh yeah! So let’s get in.”

“Okay.”

At both the deep end and the shallow there were stairs. Liam started to pull me to the stairs at the deep end.

“No Liam! Can’t we start at the other end?”

“What if we started at the deep one?”

“No Liam, please.” I felt tears of fear prick at my eyes and I quickly blinked them away, hoping Liam wouldn’t notice.

His eyes soften and he smiled. “Okay Zayn.”

I sighed in relief and walked over to the other steps as Liam dug something out of the shed at the far end of the fence.

“Liam? What are you doing?”

“Getting something.”

I smiled at his vagueness and slowly sank down into the warm water. Moving around, making little waves that carried my insecurities away. Liam was teaching me how to swim, he wouldn’t let me drown. Right?

I heard the door click open and I quickly turned around.

“Liam!? How did you get the door open?”

“I guess it was just locked from the inside… I was wondering why I was able to get in last time…”

“Oh.”

Liam slowly walked over to the edge of the pool and jumped in, staying above the water because of the paddleboard he was holding.

Quietly swimming closer, I felt the anxiety rise up within my body. “So what do you want me to do?”

“Hold onto the paddleboard.”

I clutched it to my chest, causing me to float horizontally across the water.

“Good.” Liam steadied my legs with his hand and guided me closer to the deep end.

“Liam… LIAM what are you doing?!”

“Teaching,” I could hear his smile in his voice. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

“Oh-okay.” As he pushed me into the middle of the deep end I internally screamed. Shit, I was scared. I felt my body shake as I looked around to the sides of the pool. I couldn’t make it to either one of them without a floating device.

Liam felt me shaking and rubbed my back. “Shh, it’s okay. I’ve got you.” His soothing voice calmed me and I smiled.

“Okay, so first I need you to extend your arms with the board in hand.” I did so and felt myself start to sink. Liam noticed and put his hands on my chest. “You’re doing well, don’t worry.” I smirked at his obvious lie. He was so sweet.

Next he made me flip over and float on my back, the board held closely to my chest. He rested his hand on my bottom and the other on my back. I felt my member thicken and I blushed, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“Okay, now let’s get rid of the board.”

“What?!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be right here.”

He moved the board away from me and he showed me how to tread water by using both my arms and my legs. Wow, I was actually swimming. I started to giggle and smiled over at Liam who was already staring at me.

“I’m swimming!”

“You’re swimming!”

I laughed, making sure to concentrate on my treading.

The sound of LMFAO’s “Sexy and I Know It” interrupted our silence and Liam started to swim over to the stairs and got out. Walking over to his towel he pulled out the phone that was beside it.

“Hello? Oh, hey Danielle!”

I felt my heart fill with lead as all the energy seeped out of my body and into the dark swirling water.

“Yeah, I’m just… um getting out of the shower… Yeah, I have time to talk.” He looked back at me giving a small thumbs up and a goofy smile. I half-heartedly smiled back as he turned around. Fuck. Why did he have to love her? Liam moved farther away from the pool (probably so that Danielle wouldn’t hear) and plugged his other ear.

All I wanted to do was rip that phone from his ear and throw it in the pool. Wasn’t this Liam and I’s time?

Phew, I was getting tired. I was too far away from either of the sides to grab on so I continued to tread. And tread. And tread. And tread. And… tread.

I couldn’t do it anymore.

Whether it was because of my physical tiredness or because of the Diam moment going on in front of me I missed a beat and accidentally swallowed some water. “L-liam!” I coughed, I couldn’t catch my breath. Trying to regain my composure to tread a little more I started to panic. I felt my heart beat faster and the water started to come up around me.

My eyes stung as the water engulfed me. Like a voracious whale the water engulfed me whole, sending me to the bottom. Panicking, I tried to take a breath, filling my lungs with chlorinated water. Fuck, this is where I was gonna die… How pathetic…

An angelic silhouette crashed against the surface, dragging me upwards. Liam pulled me over to the shallow end of the pool, hitting my back.

“Zayn! Zayn!”

I wretched out water onto the pool deck. I clutched the side of the pool and started to sob.

“Zayn, shh, it’s okay, you’re okay now.” Liam said as he put his arm around me and rubbed my back.

“How can you say that?” I sobbed. “I almost died because you were talking to your girlfriend!”

Liam looked down at the water. I couldn’t tell if it was water from the pool or tears dripping down his face. “I-I’m so sorry.” I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed into the crook of his neck. Liam hugged me tightly and continued to rub my back, whispering that he was sorry over and over again. I exhaled deeply and rested my chin on his shoulder.

After a few minutes of silence he pulled away and gently touched my chin so that I was looking into his eyes. “Zayn, I swear I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have been so stupid.”

A smile broke out on my face. “Aren’t you always stupid?”

He smiled back. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For not hating me.”

“I could never hate you Liam.”

“Yes you could.”

“No… no I couldn’t.” I took a deep breath and looked down at the water. “Because I love you.”

“What?”

I looked back up at him. “I-I love you.”

His eyes widened a little. “Oh.”

I brought his face closer to mine, feeling his hot breathe against my lips. I closed my eyes and placed my lips to his, wrapping my arms around him.

I felt his member grow as he pushed me up against the pool, running his fingers through my hair. His tongue begged for entrance and I gladly accepted, wrapping my legs around him. I moaned into him as I grabbed a hold of his face, attempting to bring it closer to mine.

Liam broke the kiss, pushing me back against the edge of the pool. I started to smile until I saw the expression on his face.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t”

Liam started to move towards the stairs but I grabbed his arm.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t do this with you. Not now, not ever.”

“But-“

“No buts Zayn, I can’t.” He ripped his arm out of my grasp and looked at me with eyes filled with anger and confusion.

“Wait, Liam.”

“No Zayn! Leave me alone!” Liam got to the top of the stairs and grabbed his phone and towel. “Please respect that.”

I stood there, motionless. The water pushed and prodded me, reminding me of what had just happened. I grabbed at my hair and started to cry. I couldn’t help it. I had completely fucked everything up. I stood there in a pool filled with tears, knowing there was nothing left for me.

xx Jordan

Ziam - Zayn’s Turn

“oh god Zayn” I moaned between my breathes. Zayn bit down on my neck again and started to travel down, we both had ended up here in Zayn’s hotelroom after the show and now I was pressed up against the wall, neither one of us had shirts on anymore, they were thrown somewhere across the room.
He nibbled on my nipples making me moan in pleasure and slight pain, de licked around them and started to kiss down, he went down on both his knees and started to unzip my tight jeans.
He looked up at me and fuck! He looked so damn sexy from up here! His head a few centimeters away from my throbbing cock. He kissed on my clothed erection which made me moan and push my hips forward.
“Take it easy Li.. we have all night to ourselves” he whispered looking up at me with a smirk on his beautiful lips, I took a deep breath and siged, I had never been this horny before and I really needed release. Zayn had me worked up by whispering dirty things in my ear all day and touching me. He drove me mad sometimes but I loved him.

“please Zayn.. so horny.. need to be touched”

That was all it took for Zayn, he pulled down my boxers and my dick slapped up on my stomach, he licked from the base to the head and took it in his mouth, licking around and sucking on it. Making me moan loud. “Stop teasing me Malik” I said and looked down on him. He shoved the whole length of my cock deep in his mouth, all the way to the back of his throat, making me moan and scream out in pleasure, my hands found their way to his hair, pulling rough, making Zayn moan. I started to move in and out of his mouth, harder and deeper making him gag a little. I saw a tear rolling down his cheek, I started to feel the familiar sensation in my lower abdomen and my moans got louder. Zayn realized I was about to cum, he pulled his head away and stood up, I let out a frustrated whine and he looked me deep in the eyes and said “You can’t cum yet baby” and we slammed our lips together in a hot, deep kiss. Our toungs met and they started a battle for dominance right away.

My hands traveled all over his body and to his back, I dug my nails in his shoulder blades when he started to suck a purple mark into my neck, I scratched my fingers down his back to his perfect ass, squeezing. My right hand traveled to his front, pullig his sweetpants and boxers down in a swift motion and his fully grown dick smacked up on his stomach. My right hand started to pump his dick while my left hand found it’s way to his firm ass once again. Zayn moaned into my mouth as i jacked him off. He took a hold of my tighs and lifted me up, i locked my legs around his waist, he walked us over to the bed, not breaking the kiss and he slammed me down on the cool, soft covers.

He followed, kissing my upperbody, playing with my sensitive nipples and touching me in all the right places to make me as horny as possible and he loved to make me whine and beg him to fuck me.

But that was not my own plan, today I was going to change things, I was not the one that was going to be fucked. Today, It was Zayn’s turn.

I took a hold of his upperarms, flipping him around so I was ontop. He looked at me, sweaty and so extremly sexy.

“Tonight it’s my turn to make you whimper, shake and beg me to fuck your tight little ass” I whispered in his ear, I felt that he got a shiver down his body and his dick twitched so it smacked up on my lower stomach and a shaky breathe escaped from his swollen lips.I looked him deep in the eyes and whispered “Is that what you want Zayny? Do you want me to prepare your ass with my fingers first and then feel my big, throbbing cock deep inside you, hitting that spot that makes you moan and scream my name?” he let out a moan at my words and thrust his hips to mine, seeking any kind of friction. Our lips brushed against eachother and I ran my hand along his body, past his throbbing cock and caressing his tighs. I put my knees between his legs and he spread them wide. “oi.. slutty are we?” I said looking up at Zayn who layed there and already looked completely fucked out, his hair was spread in every possible angle, his skin was blushed, sweat pearls formed in his forehead, his eyes were half closed and his mouth half open. I had to bite my lower lip to keep a moan in.

I put two of my fingers in his mouth and told him to suck on them. He did. He sucked on them, making his cheeks hollow and I could feel his toung swirling around them getting them soaked with spit. I pulled them out and pressed one finger to his wrinkly hole. A moan escaped his lips when I pushed it inside of him, I pushed it all the way to my knuckles and began to push it in and out of him, after a few times I pressed in another finger, he moaned louder and I started to twist and scissor them, looking for the bundle of nervs that made him see stars.

I put a third finger in his ass and changed angle “Oh my fucking god LIAM! YES! GOD! Right there!” I smiled as i keept going in that angle, hitting his g-spot with every push making him moan my name so loud. “Liam.. I want.. I-” he tried to say something but my fingers fucking him made his breathe to shallow and his moans uncontrollable. “What do you want Zayn?” he looked at me with so much pleasure in his expression, almost making me cum right there. “In me” he moaned. I bent over him, keeping to thurst my fingers deep in his ass. “Beg me Zayn” I said and kissed him hard on his lips “Beg me to fuck you.”

“Please Liam.. fuck me! I beg you, fuck me, I need you” I took my fingers out and grabbed a bottle of lube, pressing it out on my fingers and coating my cock. I put the bottle away and lined my cock up against his entrance. I teased him a little, only pressing soft against his hole making him shake “LIAM FOR FUCKS SAKE!” he shouted. I laughed and felt a little proud at the fact that I made him this frustrated.

I pushed my entire length inside him with one deep thrust. He moaned loud at my size and I let him adjust for a second before I started to slowly thrust in and out of him.

“Oh yes Liam! Harder, faster!” He moaned and I did what he said. I started to thrust harder and faster making his moans louder, he locked his ankles around my bum pulling me deeper inside of him. He moved his hands to his cock but I smacked them away and said “I want you to cum like this. Just from my cock slamming in and out of you” I changed angle and hit the sensitive bundle of nerves and he screamed my name loud, I keept going in the same pace and angle not being able to hold it in more. “Cum for me Zayn.. I want to see you cum” I said looking him right in his eyes and with that he came.

“LIAM! oh my fucking god! YEES!! AHHH!” he screamed. I was positive that the boys had heard that from the hotelrooms next to us but at this point I didn’t care. Zayn was shaking and his hole clenched when he came and with a few more thrusts I came deep inside of him screaming his name. I collapsed ontop of him, both of out breathe, we tried to come down from our highs when the we heard moans from the room next to us we heard Harry’s deep voice shout Louis name and the words “harder, faster”. We looked at eachother and started to laugh.

“I think I should be the bottom more often” Zayn said and we shared a deep kiss.

I’ve posted this on my blog too but thought I could post it here as well xx

- smexystylinson