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Zarry - PROPERTY OF ZAYN MALIK

Property of Zayn Malik - Zayn’s POV

Stretching as I woke up, I looked around the living room and saw that Harry was now looking at me instead of the TV. Smiling at him, I dropped a kiss on his head before ruffling his hair and walked to the bathroom. Quickly taking care of business, I zipped myself back up and watched my hands. Lifting a hand to fix my hair, I froze as I saw that the tattoo on my right arm was coloured in. Checking my left hand I found that that tattoo was also coloured in. Lifting up my t-shirt slightly, I groaned as I saw that Harry had drawn a flower around it. But I was happy to see that he’d left the tattoo on my chest alone. 

“Harry!” I shouted as I came out of the bathroom and started walking towards the living room. I could hear him giggling  and getting up so I hurried up and managed to block the stairs.

“So you like playing with sharpies Harry?” I asked as I cornered him and cocked my head to the side slightly as I watched him bite his lip and smile sheepishly. Harry gave a little nod before he tried to sprint past but I managed to sneak my arms around and drag him into my chest. His chest was quickly going back and forth, tired out from laughing and running, and I suspected the slight bulge that was appearing in his trousers also had a little part in it. 

“It was just a joke!” Harry said breathlessly as he tried to get out from my grip. Chuckling, I held him still with one hand while tangling my fingers into his curls and tilted his head to the side before pressing my lips against his neck. Scraping my teeth over his skin, I smirked briefly as I felt him shudder against me. Biting down, I sucked hard on his skin before letting up and scraping my teeth over the new love bite. 

Letting go off his hair, I moved my hands down his chest and grabbed the hem of his t-shirt before pulling up and off him. Dropping it aimlessly to the floor, I ran my hands up and down his chest before grabbing his hard nipples between my fingers and rolling them in between. Pulling on them I heard Harry let out a quiet choked grunt. Pinching the nipples hard, I bit my lip as the sound Harry let out made blood rush right down to my cock. 

Continuing my way down, I undid his belt before unzipping his trousers and pulling them down along with his boxers. While squatting down, I got him to raise up one foot at the time as I pulled off his socks as well. I could feel his eyes watching my every move as I stood back up and stood in front of him. Taking his hand I led him over to the bedroom before I told him to stay where he was as I walked out of the bedroom. Hearing him swallow was I walked by I hurried back downstairs and grabbed the two black sharpies that were on the table and put them in my back pocket before heading back up. Finding Harry in the same position as I’d left him I walked to stand in front of him. Reaching back into my pocket, I pulled out one sharpie and held it up in front of his face. 

“You’re little prank gave me an idea” I said as I uncapped the sharpie. “W-what idea?” Harry asked me almost nervously. Smiling I stepped closer to him and pushed back his hair before grasping his head gently. 

“Don’t move” I told him as I watched his eyes go cross-eyed as I brought the sharpie up to his forehead. Writing ’slut’ in large letters across it, I fixed his hair before letting go off his head and recapping the sharpie. 

“What did I write?” I asked. Seeing the way Harry’s cheeks were flaming, I knew he knew. 

“Slut” Harry whispered quietly and shuffled his feet. “I’m sorry, what was that?” I asked and tapped his chin so he’d look up at me. Making eye contact at him, I raised an eyebrow at him as he took a bit long to answer. 

“You wrote slut” He said louder this time. Uncapping the sharpie once again, I motioned for Harry to lie down on his back on the bed. His fingers were twitching on his hips as his hard cock was lying up against stomach, leaking out precum. Grinning at him wickedly, I rested one hand one his shoulder as I wrote between his collarbones and nipples, ’Cum dump’, in large letters. Moving down to his stomach, I wrote ‘property of Zayn Malik’ and wrapped my fingers around his cock to prove my point. A lengthy moan came from Harry and his legs spread just slightly as his hips bucked up into my hand. 

“Zayn” Harry whined and gripped the bed sheets as I ran my thumb over the slit on his cock head. Scooping up some of the precum, I crawled up on him and stroked my wet fingers over his lips as his tongue darted out to lick it all up. 

“There’s my good little slut” I told him as he sucked on two of my fingers. Harry was breathing heavily as he was looking up at me with hooded eyes. A moan came from him as I ran my finger around on his teeth before pressing down his tongue. He was looking at me curiously as I simply stared back and did nothing. Smiling at his patients, I pulled my fingers out before pressing a kiss to his lips. 

“Turn around” I told him as I rolled off him. Stripping off my t-shirt, I rubbed the hard bulge in my trousers before getting in between his legs. Harry’s head was pressed down on the mattress as his bum was high in the air and his knees spread wide apart. Picking up the dropped sharpie I decided to write ‘whore’ along down his spine before adding ‘insert here’ for my personal amusement, with a little arrow pointing down, just above his bum. Chuckling to myself, I smacked my hand harshly against his bum cheek at the same place and listened to the whimpers and grunts while watching my hand print become more and more apparent on his bum. 

Taking the sharpie, I drew on the outline of my handprint and couldn’t deny the affect it had on me. Seeing my marks all over him was an indescribable feeling. Writing ‘fuck’ on his left bum cheek, I wrote ‘toy’ on the other. Dropping the sharpie on the bed, I unzipped my trousers and slapped Harry across the bum as he eagerly wriggled his bum and pushed up against my crotch. Once he’d gone back to his previous position, I pulled my cock out of my pants and rubbed my cock head against his hole. 

“Come on! Please!” Harry whined impatiently and tried to push back on my back. Stopping him, I resumed my teasing. Pushing just my cock head in him, I gripped his hips hard to stop him from moving. 

“Don’t move” I told him sternly and started smacking his bum for his impatient behaviour. I could feel his bum clenching and unclenching around me as he cried out at the pain and fought to stay still and it was all I could do to not fully thrust in. 

Stopping his spanking, I managed to grab his hands and twist them behind his back before I thrust in deeply in one quick and hard motion. Groaning at how tight and warm Harry’s bum was, I spared no more of my own patients and just pounded into him hard and fast. 

“That’s a good boy” I moaned as I let go off his hands and scraped my nails down his back. Harry moaned as he shuddered. 

“Always for you” He said quietly and looked back at me. Smiling, I got him up without having to pull out of him and turned his head so I could messily press my lips against his. 

“That’s right baby” I replied and slid one of my hands down his chest before I found his cock and started getting him off. 

“Do you want to come baby? Hmm?” I asked him and bit his shoulder gently. Hearing a strangle moan escape him, I saw him nodding eagerly. 

“Please, Zayn, please let me come? I want to come with you in me” He begged so prettily. Humming, I pushed him back down on all fours and dropped his cock. 

“Go on baby, get yourself off for me” I told him as I started speeding up slightly. Neither off us said anything as the only sounds that filled the room were our moans and the sound of skin against skin. 

Moaning loudly as I gripped Harry’s hips tightly, I threw my head back slightly as I thrust in deeply and shot my load inside of him. Pulling back a little, I thrust back in as I rode out my climax. Letting go off his hips, I pulled out and laid down on the bed and watched as Harry rode out his own orgasms. He reached out and crawled closer before lying his head on my chest. Watching as he opened his eyes and looked up towards me, I smirked down at him. 

“I don’t have to wash it off right away right?” Harry asked embarrassed and blushing slightly as he bit his lip. Shaking my head, I brushed back his hair so I could fully see the word written on his forehead. I really wouldn’t mind. 

“Keep it on for as long as you want” I replied and bent down to give him a kiss.