Zayn's POV
"H-hi H-Hazzy! I-I m-missed y-you!" I tackle him onto the bed once I get into the room and see him waiting for me. He falls back so that I land on top of him, our lips brushing together lightly.I dip my head down and capture his lips in mine, leading us into a slow kiss as he sits up, me straddling his lap when he does so. "I missed you too Baby." He chuckles, his eyes meeting mine before he bring his lips back to mine.
He sucks on my bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth before he slips his tongue inside and lets it roam around aimlessly. I moan quietly into his mouth, moving my bum against his crotch so that I can feel him against me.
He grinds up against me, swallowing another low moan that I let out into his mouth. We break away, him immediately attaching his lips to my neck and leaving a trail of opened mouth kisses along the sensitive skin.
I push him down so that his back is flat against the mattress, going to suck at his neck while he lays there, gripping at my hair as he continues to roll his hips up into mine and make our crotches rub together.
I let my hands slip under his shirt, letting them roam across his toned abs before I moved up and began to toy with his nipples. He arched his back, letting out a breathy moan as he threw his head back, giving me more acces to his neck.
"Baby f-fuck, you can t-top!" He groans out, hands moving to my back where he dug his nails into my shirt. I hum against his neck, not really minding that I wouldn't be bottoming as long as Harry got to feel good.
He pushes me back lightly, sitting up and slipping off his shirt before bringing his hand to the name of my neck and smashing his lips to mine so that we ended up in a heated snogging session.
I pull away, slipping off my own shirt before pushing him back down onto the bed and leaving open mouthed kisses down his chest. I swirl my tongue around his nipple and smile to myself as he lets out a loud moan, back arching so that his crotch grinded up into mine.
Licking down his chest, I take my time over his toned abs, letting my tongue run over each and every defined line that made them so toned. I look up to him before pulling down his jeans, watching him squirm in impatience and he wriggles out of them.
He doesn't wait before helping me out of mine, leaving us both in our boxers to grind into each other. I pull the covers over us, moving up to place a lasting kiss to Harry's lips and swallow his moans as I push my bulge against his. "B-Baby please." He pants out, gripping at my hair as his eyes flutter closed.
I move down so that my head gets covered by the blanket, leaving a few opened mouthed kisses against the thin fabric of his boxers teasingly, making him whine out in frustration.
I bite down on the elastic edge of his boxers, pulling them down with my teeth to reveal his rock hard length, it's size always making me stop and stare in awe. Licking my lips, I tilt my head down and place a little kiss to his head, before leaving a few kitty licks along his base and head.
I grab the base of his length and guide his head to my mouth, taking it in. He's quick to thrust up so that I'm forced to take all of him in my mouth, him already hitting the back of my throat as I gag, eyes watering as I breath harshly through my nose.
He continues to fuck up into my mouth as I hollow my cheeks and graze my teeth against his length, making him let out a groan as he took fistfuls of my hair in his hands. "F-fuck faster Zaynie!" Placing a hand to his thigh, I could feel it shaking from pleasure, so I pull off of him knowing that if I didn't he would have came any minute now.
He whines at the loss is attention to his length, but huls in content when I come back up and bring my fingers to his mouth. He sucks on the while I watch, scared for what I'd have to do next. I don't know what I was supposed to do and that was making my breathing speed up.
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Broken {Zarry Stylik}
FanfictionZayn Malik and Harry Styles, both members of the popular boyband One Direction, suffer from their own personal problems and are running from their past. Will they learn to help each other in the process, and overcome all of their troubles? Or will...