Chapter 4

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Zayn's POV

Niall and I both just laid on our bed, sloppily kissing and licking each others lips. It was actually nice to just do this, even though I knew what he wanted to do next. I was fine with it, but I guess I felt like this was a good way of him showing me we still belonged together. I liked it more than anything we've done.

Niall moved his hands from where they were rested on my hips to my chest, then he pushed me so I was on my back. He then climbed so he was hovering over me. I looked up into his eyes and saw a dominant look filling his blue eyes. It was probably the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. So when he reached down to get my shirt off, I let him. I didn't fight anything he was doing, even when he slid off the rest of my clothes so I was completely exposed to him.

He ran his hand down my chest, then stopped right when he reached my prominent ribs. His eyes looked over my whole body with those blue eyes causing me to shiver. I was so in love with the way he was looking at me that I was just going to let him do anything that made him feel good.

"You need cookie dough ice cream." He giggled and poked my thin stomach. Hearing him giggle reminded me that he was still my young little Nialler.

"Maybe when we're done here." I said smiling back at him. He nodded and leaned forward to kiss me again. His one hand that was resting on my stomach moved down and took hold of my hard length, making my hip buck up into his hand. He stroked me a few times to my full hardness then pulled back from kissing me.

"Where's the lube and stuff?" He asked me with a smirk on his face. I rolled over get the box from under the bed. I gave it to him and he looked in it and blushed. Now it was my turn to smirk at him.

"What? Do those things make you uncomfortable, bug?" I asked him and crawled behind him. I kissed his neck and wrapped my arms around his tummy. I loved how his skin was a little stretched out from his pregnancy, and he had a little bit of chub but I found it so precious.

"A little bit. Like, the handcuffs. And the... plastic thing." He said sweetly and got the lube and a condom out. I took the box from him and threw it on the floor. I stayed behind him as I went to pull off his shirt, but he stopped me by whining.

"I'm fat and my skin is gross. Let me keep it on, please." He begged me and I nodded. I knew he would be self-conscious of his body now, he just had two babies for Christ's sake. But I know breastfeeding burns fat and stuff, so he'll lose his weight fast. I don't really have a problem with his tummy though. It just reminded me that one day we can have more babies.

"Well, take something off so I'm not all nakey alone." I told him kissing his neck. I sucked on one part making him moan then the reached down and started sliding down his sweats and boxers.

I pushed him gently foward so he was on his tummy and I could see his perfect little bum. I ran my fingers over the flesh making his shudder, but he seemed to get his dominant self back because he rolled over and grabbed my wrist.

"I can't have, um, sex for few months because of the brusing and other stuff. I actually want to try... you know." He told me with a little bit of nerves in his voice. I just nodded, already knowing about the whole no sex thing.

"I know. But, just because you get to top doesn't mean I'm going to let you have control." I told him making him giggle and gave me the lube. He looked at me expectantly.

"Go ahead. Be in charge." His Irish words went straight to my dick and I quickly started to prep myself, making sure to keep eye contact with Niall. His eyes were blown and more moans came from his lips than mine just watching me. It made me feel proud that I could do this to him.

Once I was done with prepping myself, I got the condom and ripped it open with my teeth, but in the process ripped the rubber too. I looked down at it and placed it on Niall's chest.

"Oops!" Was all I said before lubbing his length. I shuffled over him and lined him up with my entrance. I slowly slid down him, loving how thick he was. I grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head so he knew I would be in charge, not him. I hated being a bottom because it made me feel like I wasn't manly anymore so I wanted to show him I was still the strong one in this relationship.

After I adjusted, I picked myself up and dropped down making Niall cry out in pleasure. I tangled our fingers still leaving them above his head and continued to ride him. He didn't even bother bucking his hips up or thrusting to help in the process. He was too far gone in what he was feeling, but I was too so I didn't even feel the burn in my legs.

"I love you so, so much." He moaned and I felt him twitch inside me. I knew he was almost there, so I changed the angle and hit my prostate head on. I did that five more times before looking down at Niall and kissing him with whatever wits I had left.

"I love you so, so much." I told him and I felt him cum deep inside me. Just the feeling and his face as he came was enough to push me to the edge. I couldn't even handle myself when I squeezed Niall's hands hard and slammed myself down on him, most likely going to leave bruses on his hips.

We both came down from our highs, holding onto each other tight. I rolled off him, making him pull out slowly, then pulled a sheet over us. I laid back down and Niall shuffled over to me and wrapped himself around me. He left a kiss on my chest and snuggled into me. I moved hair out of his eyes and kissed his forehead.

"I need to feed the babies. They haven't eaten since we left the hospital like two hours ago." He whispered while running his fingers over the tattoo on my chest.

"You can feed them in a few minutes, cuddle me first." I whined, which made him giggle and kiss my nipple.

"Whoa there! Don't go turning into one of the babies, I don't make food from there!" I laughed which made him laugh loudly. I leaned down and kissed him.

"Zayn?" He asked quietly after a few minutes of silence. I looked down at him, and saw him looking up at me.

"What is it, love?"

"Why did you get so sad when you found out? I expected you to get mad at me or leave." I looked in his eyes and saw how much he really believed the last part of what he was saying. I rubbed his back and pulled him closer to me.

"Harry is a different guy. He wants a family even more than I did. I know he'll try to be a dad now, and I just thought you would want that more than me. I actually, for a while, thought I was their dad because I was at the party and our stories fit like a puzzle. It was probably also the fact I wanted to be their dad. I wanted to have two little me's running around our house. I also thought I could make it up to you for leaving you to wake up alone. It's stupid, I know, I just wanted you to be mine and not ever have been anyone else's. Especially my best friend, but I'm not mad. I'm just sacred now." I  finished telling him while running my fingers through his hair.

"I don't even think Harry knows just exactly what he wants yet, but I know what I do. I don't want him part of their lives. That's too much for these babies to deal with when they're older. I want them to know they have two dad's. One is me and one is you. Sure, if they ask why they have curly hair or green eyes or something weird that he does then I'll tell them. But, I don't think he'll be part of their lives. Is that fine with you?" As much as I wanted to tell Niall that was the best thing for his babies, I knew they deserved better than to wonder their whole lives or for Niall to keep secrets from them. If I'm their "father" then I want what's best for them, and that's to know their real dad.

"He deserves to be apart of their lives, just as much as they deserve it. I'm fine with that. It's best for them, but if you don't want it then I'll support you. I just feel like it would be better they know the reasons why they have spaghetti legs or trip over their own feet." I said smiling. Niall giggled and laid down on my chest.

But, despite my words, there was a nagging in my head telling me this was a bad decision.

A/N: top!niall happened for a reason, bear with me I'm building the story! Get ready, shits is going to go down and you might want to kill me haha Comment/Vote!
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