Enjoy!!! (This is hot)
“Mmm, babe, you know I love these.” Zayn moaned, licking the outline of one of Niall’s many tattoos on his body.
“Good, cause I wanna show you something.” He moaned quietly as Zayn dipped his tongue into his bellybutton.
“What?” Zayn questioned, placing kisses up his chest.
“My dick.” Zayn pulled away for a second, looking at him confused.
“I’ve seen your dick plenty of times…” Niall just unzipped his pants, pushing them down his legs, struggling to get them the rest of the way. Zayn got the idea and pulled them off, going to his boxers and doing the same. He gasped slightly when he saw what Niall had meant. There, on the top of his erection, near the head, in simple lettering, was the letters ZM.
“D-do you like it?” Niall asked, nervous of his reaction as he hadn’t said anything.
“That’s hot.” He murmured. Niall smiled. “When the hell did you get that, Horan?” Niall shrugged as if it wasn’t really that important.
“Today.” He responded when Zayn had an extremely curious look on his face. Zayn leaned down, licking a stripe over the tattoo. Niall let out a loud moan. “Fuck, it’s sensitive.” He cursed. Zayn smirked, taking that to his advantage as he took Niall’s cock into his mouth. “Fuckfuckfuck” his mantra was repeated as Zayn bobbed his head up and down, taking more and more in his mouth. “Shit, Zee, I’m gonna come.” Zayn moaned around Niall and that was it. Niall came hard and fast in Zayn’s mouth and Zayn being ‘the little slut he was’ (at least according to Niall), swallowed all of it. “Fuck that felt good.” He pulled Zayn up to kiss him.
“Mm, baby, I love your ring.” Zayn moaned as he sucked on Niall’s bottom lip. The half blonde, half-brunette boy had gotten a lip ring and for the first few weeks it made Zayn crazy, his tongue constantly flicking out to play with it, then sucking it in to his mouth. Of course, being the tease he is, noticing that his boyfriend loved it, began to do it more and more, always catching Zayn’s eye at one point before smirking. Zayn ground down slowly on Niall’s softening erection which caused the younger to let out yet another moan. Zayn was pretty sure he would be able to get off by Niall’s moans alone.
“Fuck, Zayn, please…” Zayn quickly had his own pants and boxers off and lined up at Niall’s entrance before Niall even knew what was happening.
“You want it, you take it dry.” Zayn growled before pushing into Niall. Niall hissed in pain and pleasure. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight.” Zayn waited for Niall to give him to ok to go on and once he did, Zayn snapped his hips forward. Niall moaned out as Zayn pulled out again, only to thrust right back in, this time hitting his prostrate.
“Shit, Zee, right there.” Zayn continued thrusting, hitting that one spot over and over until Niall was seeing stars. “Fuck, I’m close.” He pulled Zayn down by his shirt, (which he unfortunately was still in) and kissed him roughly as his orgasm ripped through him. He came, moaning Zayn’s name into his mouth. Zayn pulled away as Niall was breathing hard and continued to thrust, seeking his pleasure. With only a few more thrusts, he too was coming, in Niall, filling him up.
They were wrapped up in a blanket, snuggling after taking a quick shower together that surprisingly led to nothing more.
“I love you.” Zayn whispered.
“I love you too.” Niall whispered back, leaning over and kissing Zayn, letting his ring slide over his lip some.
“I hate that thing.” Zayn muttered.
“Oh, shut up. You know you love it.” Niall winked.