Ziam oneshots ✔️

Chess

"Wanna play a fun version of chess?" Zayn asks, sitting up on his knees with his hands on Liam's thigh. Liam looks away from the TV and into Zayn's eyes, noticing that they are filled with the kind of excitement that usually gets them in trouble.

"A fun version?" He asks. "Isn't chess already fun?"

"This version is a lot funner than just plain ol' chess. You wanna know how to play?" Zayn asks, and Liam gulps, staring at Zayn with half of his mind telling him to say no and go back to watching TV, but his curiosity gets the better of him so he nods. 

"The rules are quite simple. I'll be the white pieces and you can be the black ones. Now, everytime a piece is taken away, a piece of clothing will be removed by the person who got their piece taken away. For example: I take one of your pieces so you would have to remove a sock. If you take one of my pieces, I'll have to take off a sock. This keeps going until one of us completely naked and that's were the game ends. It doesn't end on checkmate, it ends when one of us is naked. Understand?"

 Liam continues to stare at Zayn, taking a minute to process this information before he slowly nods his head, wringing his fingers together.

"What happens to the loser?" Liam asks, the anxiety evident in his voice.

"The winner gets to do whatever he wants to the loser." Liam gulps and his eyes go wide but before he can say anything Zayn speaks quickly. "But if I win, I promise I won't go farther than we usually go." 

Liam's a virgin, and they do things, like give each other hand jobs, blow jobs, and Liam sometimes lets Zayn finger him, but in the entire five years that they've been together, they haven't had sex yet. Zayn's been a great boyfriend over the years too, not pushing Liam to do things he doesn't want to do, being faithful and caring for Liam's needs more than his own. He's practically the best boyfriend Liam could hope to ask for.

They've been talking about getting married and having kids for a while, and Zayn's even given Liam a promise ring with their initials in a heart carved on the top. So, it's not like losing his virginity to Zayn would be the worst thing in the world. If anything, Liam knows that Zayn would take wonderful care of him, and Liam's been thinking about finally giving into his urges and letting Zayn take him. No one can possibly think that in the five years that they've been together, Liam hasn't been tempted to do so. Eventually, Liam nods his head, and Zayn jumps from the couch excitedly and runs to get the game.

Zayn comes running back a few minutes later with a little skip to his step and the game in his hand. "Lets play!" He says enthusiastically and gets on the other side of the table, opening the box and setting up the pieces. When they're all put into place, Zayn makes his first move. Liam's better at chess than Zayn is; he can barely sit down long enough for a game, so Liam thinks he has the game in the bag and makes his first move with a smirk. A few moves later, the first piece is taken, and to Liam's surprise, it's his own.

"I've been practicing with Niall lately." Zayn says, crossing his arms over his chest and smirking.

"A little practice isn't going to help you." Liam says as he removes one of his socks. Two moves later another one of Liam's pieces is taken, proving that Zayn really had gotten good. The game goes on, and Liam begins to get worried. He only has his briefs on while Zayn still has his shirt, a sock, and briefs on, and Liam knows he's about to get beat. Every move he made would make put him in danger and Zayn knows this. Finally, Liam moves his knight and Zayn immediately uses his bishop to get him. Liam sighs and stands up, pulling his briefs down around his ankles and kicking them to the side.

Zayn's eyes rake over Liam's body, probably thinking of everything he's going to do to him. He then stands and walks around the table, pushing Liam back on the couch and straddling his lap. Liam gasps when Zayn leans down to take his bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it as he slowly grinds his hips into Liam's. Zayn grabs Liam's hands and places them over his head on the back of the couch, continuing to roll their hips together. Liam moans at the rough fabric of Zayn'a boxers rubbing against his bare cock, and Zayn smirks and grinds harder.