Zarry - Oneshots

You stained my lips

Disclaimer: period sex

Larry

"Babe, you okay?" Zayn asked, caressing through long locks of hair of his lover, "You're awfully quiet today."

He looked back down at the young female he loves dearly, who was cuddled up right into his chest whimpering and huffing out small breathless pants. Zayn blinked a bit in surprise as he pushed Harry back a bit to see her face formed into a grimace.

"Harry?" He asked once more, "What's wrong?"

Harry shook her head as she kicked her legs weakly, squirming, "My stomach huuuurts." She drawled out, "I feel like I'm getting kicked right up my-"

"Shh." Instantly Harry's words were shot back into her mouth as Zayn pushed the tip of his index finger over her quaking lips, "Baby girls don't curse." He chuckled, but his smile dropped as he watched more of Harry's frustration leave from her lips that stung Zayn right into his chest. He hated seeing his little love get hurt or feel hurt.

"See, if you weren't selfish and turned me into one of your kind I wouldn't have to suffer from pain like ever." Harry groaned.

Zayn snorted at Harry's insignificant argument and moved his hand towards her clothed torso, his fingers played against the hem of her light pink top and smiled at the little hiss from her lips once he touched her heated abdomen with cooled fingertips.

"Being a vampire isn't as easy as you think. Not that great either." Zayn hummed, "You'd probably get tired of it after a couple hours."

"Oh quiet." Harry hushed, "You like it when I'm in pain and fuck my body hurts for the stupidest reasons I'm sick of it."

"Aw Baby," Zayn cooed as his hand slipped higher and higher under her top, savoring the heat of her skin and the pretty little ridges of her ribs and breasts, "I hate seeing you hurt like this, but-" His cool breath struck Harry's cheek, which sent shivers down her spine,"I really don't want to risk anything. Understand?"

Harry opened her mouth to complain, but moaned a muffled shout as Zayn's lips met with hers, distracting her for a good moment as the palm of his hand pressed against the left of her breast, kneading it and slowly twitching the tip of her nipple. He pulled away then and glared back down at the girl who looked back up to him with the same awe.

"It's not fair you keep shutting me up with your mouth." Harry muttered.

The other's head shot back as he laughed,"Is that a complaint?" and only laughed harder as the girl whispered out a 'no, I like it.'

"Alright, I don't know what's with the stomach aches, but I can't see my baby stay in pain." Zayn pouted and pulled off from Harry to reposition himself over her.

His hands were placed at either side of her head, the flow of her curls delicately tangled with Zayn's fingers.

"Are you going to give me pain medication? God that's boring-"

"I didn't say that, now did I?" Zayn tutted, "Now shush up for a bit and relax okay? Close your eyes and just drift off or some shit."

"You're so poetic, Zee." Harry mocked, "I feel better already."

"Oh? Then I guess you don't need me-"

"Zayn!"

"Alright, alright." Zayn leaned over to gently kiss over Harry's soft cheeks, then over her forehead, and lastly her lips as he scurried down to tuck his face down into her shoulders.