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Ziam - Who You Belong To

Zayn was pacing around their bedroom as a million thoughts ran through his head. Where the fuck is Liam? This is the third night in a row he's come in late. It's 12:34 fucking a.m., Zayn is tired as fuck and his boyfriend is nowhere to be found. 

He's even tried calling and texting but Liam didn't answer or respond which really pisses him off. He would be worried Liam had gotten hurt but Niall, being the carefree person he is, has been tweeting about how much of a good time he's been having with Liam all night.

Zayn really shouldn't be jealous, he really shouldn't. It's just.... he feels like Liam has been spending all his time with Niall and absolutely no time with him. Zayn is about to try calling Liam one more time when he hears the front door open. 

He snaps his head toward the sound and throws his phone toward the dresser, fuming as he waits for Liam to enter their chamber.

Zayn sees the doorknob twist slowly as if Liam is trying to be as quiet as possible not to wake him. Ha, if only he knew. Once Liam opens the door he steps back and gasps in shock as he sees Zayn standing there looking at him with intense eyes. 

Liam licks his lips and swallows thickly before cutting on the main light and really looking at his boyfriend's face. Oh shit. Yeah, Liam saw the calls and text from Zayn and he tried to respond, he really did it's just that Niall kept taking his phone and telling him to relax and live a little. Zayn will be fine just have fun. He can still hear Niall's voice now. And now he's the one who has to deal with the aftermath. Well fuck.

"Hey babe, what's the matter?" Liam cringes to himself after asking it. Zayn lets out an evil laughs and snarls at the boy in front of him. "Ha, really Liam? Really? Where the fuck have you been?" Liam walks into the room and shuts the door as he tries to move closer to said boy. "I was with Niall. I'm sorry I didn't respond to you I ju-" before he can finish he's cut off by the darker boy talking over him. "No Liam, I think you've forgotten who you belong to. On your knees." Liam looks shocked. "W-what?" Zayn's eyes get narrower as he gets right in the boy's face. "On.your.knees." Liam can see the fierceness in his boyfriend's eyes and wouldn't dare cross him at this moment so he slowly makes his way down to his knees and looks up at the boy waiting on his next command.

"Good boy," Zayn says and his lets his hand run through Liam's short hair. "Now take off my sweatpants and make daddy feel good will you?" Liam shakes his head obediently and curls his fingers underneath the top of the sweatpants as he pulls down. He moans lowly, realizing his boyfriend isn't wearing any underwear and his mouth begins to water as he thinks about tasting every inch of him. The younger lad moves his head closer to the tip of the cock in front of him before he feels himself being tugged back by his hair. He hisses at the slight pain and looks up to the boy looking down on him. "So eager for it aren't you, you little slut? Can't wait to taste me?" Liam shakes his head and waits for Zayn to give him the okay. "I'm going to remind you that you're all mine. Mine, Liam. No one else's because you seem to have forgotten." Zayn lets go of the grip he had on the boy and lets his arm fall to his side as he gives Liam a look, telling him to get on with it. Liam moves his head closer to the member in front of him and lets his tongue dart out, licking small circles around the tip, getting a taste of the boy he loves so much. He can hear Zayn let out a low moan which only eggs him on, so he wraps his lips around the tip and moves his hand around the base. He looks up to find the Raven boy looking down at him with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth. He lets his mouth sink lower without losing eye contact as he works his tongue and hand at a slow rhythm.

"Fuckk Li, don't tease me. Gonna fuck your mouth. Want to see tears rolling down your cheeks." Liam hums around the boy's cock causing Zayn to whimper pathetically. Liam removes his hand from around the base and wraps it behind the boy's upper thigh instead, allowing Zayn to have his way with him the way he wants to. He closes his eyes and feels his boyfriend's hands on his head and knows what's coming next.