Mr. Payne | Ziam (UNDER EDITING)

× Eighteen

UNEDITED

"Your birthday's coming up?" Zayn asked, staring at his phone.

"How'd you know?" Liam asked, munching on some Cheerios. They were currently sat in the living room, Zayn accommodated in a love seat with Liam while the latter had his feet propped up on Zayn's lap.

Zayn simply grinned and looked up from his phone, winking, "I remembered."

"Facebook?" Liam raised a brow, going for another Cheerio.

"Yeah." Zayn deflated, scrolling through his timeline.

Liam threw his head back, letting out an ugly groan.

"Ew, Zayn, who still uses Facebook?" Liam grabbed Zayn's phone, scrolling through his feed.

"Ou. Let's learn how to make fried Oreos." Liam's eyes brightened, tapping play on the video.

"Ew, Zayn, who still uses Facebook!" Zayn mocked Liam.

"Daddy Liam does." Zayn declared, smiling cutely. Liam stayed still, shifting his hips a bit to get in a better position. He couldn't help but admit he got a bit hard at just the name. He tried to prevent Zayn from noticing his crotch.

But Zayn already noticed, smirking at his pants but trying to refrain from making it known. Zayn grinned and climbed Liam's lap, sitting directly on his crotch and leaning his head on his shoulder. He watched as Liam's hands shook, trying to hold the phone in his hands.

"I'm not gonna be there to celebrate your birthday." Zayn pouted, changing the angle of his hips a little.

"S'fine." Liam whispered, starting to type out random things on his Facebook account. Zayn could tell Liam was turned on.

"How old you turning, love?" Zayn smiled, already knowing his boyfriend was turning 26.

"30? 40? 67?" Zayn continued, watching Liam's grin widen every time the number increases.

"84 actually." Liam answered, still staring at his phone.

"How do you do it? I bet everyone hates you. Body of a 25 year old when you're actually 84." Zayn smiled.

"They tell me not to frown so I won't get wrinkles on my face, I guess that just referred to my whole body." Liam spoke.

Liam sat up, his hard on rubbing against Zayn. He stopped, stifling his moan before moving again. Liam grabbed Zayn from his back and brought them closer.

Zayn couldn't help but beam at Liam, moving up a bit so he could make out with him. The first touch of their lips ignited something in Zayn, causing him to shove his hips into Liam's. He was so in love and he just wanted to prove it to Liam.

Liam's hands moved lower towards Zayn's ass, guiding a reaction out of the younger man. Zayn breathed lightly, beginning to move his hips in circles.

Zayn groans in between Liam's lips. The older smiled, sucking in a quick breath and gripping Zayn's bum a little tighter towards himself and somehow simultaneously grinding up against it.

"What you gonna get me for my birthday?" Liam smirked while sucking a mark on Zayn's neck, making Zayn moan a little.

"Gonna get you some, unh... cake." Zayn moaned, tilting his head back, allowing Liam to admire the beauty that is Zayn Malik.

"Gonna be the death of me, baby." Liam ground out, thrusting his hips up at a swift pace.

"Sorry, can't help that you're so hot, daddy." Zayn smirked, watching Liam's pupils become full blown.

Zayn could never understand how much effect that word has on Liam but he couldn't care less, as long as it kept riling Liam up like this.

Zayn brought his lips to Liam's. They were outside in the living room on the love seat and the thrill of getting caught was nothing but daring to Zayn.

He continued grinding down on Liam, never failing to let a moan escape from their mouths. His high was catching up to him and from the looks of Liam, he could tell his was coming too.

"C'mon baby, let go." Liam coaxed. He grabbed Zayn's hip and leaned in, biting at his neck and forcing his hips down. He pulled back and moved up to his ear whispering the dirtiest of things. Zayn just wanted his jeans and underwear off. He wanted to feel Liam on top of him, wrecking his body with a deep desire.

The image in his head made him cum so quickly it was overwhelming. He watched as Liam grinded up furiously to try and get to his climax and with a little help from Zayn's hand, Liam finally came.

Zayn's chest heaved up and down as he settled back down.

He got the courage to stand up and grab Liam by the hand, stuffing his discarded phone in his pocket and running to his room with his boyfriend.

"What are you doing, Zayn?" Liam asked confusedly, running along with the man.

"Gonna get comfortable. My cum stained jeans don't agree with me." Zayn dragged on, taking Liam to the bath in his own room.

Zayn closed the door behind them and he locked it, moving as fast as he could to remove his clothes. Liam did the same, almost tripping in the process and laughing it off. Zayn turned on the shower and watched as Liam undressed, waiting for the water to warm up. He was fully naked and had no shame, a glint in his eye as he watched Liam turn around in all his glory.

Zayn grinned, walking into the bath and closing the glass doors. Liam chased after him, opening the doors and closing them after. He walked towards Zayn, wrapping his arms around him and kissing him.

"Love you." Liam admitted, kissing Zayn's cheek.

"Love you too. " Zayn grinned, going for the shampoo.