Harry's POV
"Ugh, I'm tired." I sat on the bed.
Zayn got next to me and cuddled to my side, "Yeah, it was rather very tiring but Harry, you're a Malik now."
I turned my neck towards Zayn's side and smiled, "Yeah, Harry Malik. Sounds hot right?"
"Perfect. My husband, Harry Malik."
"Zaynie" I blushed, "It's our wedding night."
"Yes" Zayn blushed too and pushed me onto the soft mattress, caging me between his arms.
He licked my lips sexily, which aroused me already.
"Zayn" I groaned.
"Yeah baby" he said, kissing my eyes.
"Can I top today?"
"Like old times, be my daddy Haz." he moaned.
I quickly replaced myself as a top and started kissing down Zayn's neck, marking hickeys.
I've barely topped in our relationship. He's the dominant one but sometimes he really likes to be manhandled and he says I look like a daddy with long hair.
Only sometimes, like only 5-6 times I must have topped in our entire relationship, because Zayn says, my peachy ass and juicy thighs need to be wrapped around his waist.
I opened the buttons to his crisply pressed shirt and started kissing down his chest.
He was looking so hot, hair messily spread all over his forehead.
I kissed his tattoos, I kissed the heart tattoo on his hip bone and took off his boxers with my teeth.
He withered under my touch and gripped my curls tightly.
"Haz, fuck me already."
I chuckled and wrapped a hand around his cock. He sharply breathed in air and moaned as I started tugging on it and stroking it gently.
I moved my one finger towards his hole as he quickly wrapped his thighs around my waist.
"Haz please!" he groaned, his cock so hard.
I moved to his lips and started fingering him with 3 fingers.
I kissed him passionately, biting and sucking on his red lips and entangled my tongue with his, heavily making out.
He was moaning inside my mouth which made me moan loudly, because I was hella hard.
I replaced my fingers with my cock and waited until he was adjusted to the feeling of my cock after a long time.
"M-move" he groaned as I stared moving in and out of him.
He grabbed onto the bed sheets as we both were moaning each other's names.
"Harry, faster!" he moaned.
My curls were bouncing and I was in pure ecstasy.
I thrusted deeper into him, feeling him withering and groaning continuously. I bent down and kissed his forehead to wipe away the thick line of sweat.
"Harry, I'm-"
Without saying another word, he shooted out his thick liquid on the bed sheets and this sight was enough time to make me cum into his hole.
"Zaddy, I wanna ride you now." I growled, resting our foreheads together.
Zayn smirked and pulled me down to kiss the hell out of me. Our tongues were fighting and lips attached.
"Ride me baby." he grabbed my ass as I sat on his cock.
I groaned in pleasure as well as pain and tied my hair into a rough bun, using no rubber band.
"Ride me doll." he moaned as dig his nails deeper into my ass.
I started bouncing up his cock and he thrusted up to match my bounces.
My eyes rolled back in pleasure and I placed my hands on his chest.
We both were in intense pleasure, feeling each other in the closest way possible. 22nd February was the first day we made love as boyfriends and 22nd February also became the day we first made love as husbands.
I moaned loudly as he hit my prostate and bent down to make out with him.
As I jumped upon his cock, a few curls untied from my bun and his face too was in extreme pleasure.
"Zayn, I'm gonna-"
Without saying any other word, I came into his chest and it took him no time to cum inside my hole.
As we both rode our intense orgasms, I rested my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around myself naked back.
As I thought we were done here, Zayn flipped us over and started kissing down my neck, leaving hickeys and marking his territory.
"Mr, Harry Malik, I'm gonna make so much love to you so that you can't walk for a whole damn weak yeah?"
I moaned as he played with my nipples, pinching and sucking on them.
"Get ready for never ending rounds babe!" Zayn growled, entering my hole.
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*drowns myself in holy water*
I personally am a top Z Stan but I gave a little bit of top H because I wanted it to look real and in real life I think they switched. Soooo-
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