ZIAM ONE-SHOTS (BOTTOM LIAM)

the thrill

Author: mincuca

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5496083

Summary:

liam wears a buttplug on stage and sex ensues backstage

Work Text:

zayn tells him to stop fidgeting but he can't.

his skin prickles every time someone touches him, or even brushes against his skin. it's even worse when zayn throws an arm around his shoulder to drag him to play a video game with him. it's so bad that he has to duck out from under his arm and excuse himself from the game to find a restroom to hide in, pressing a hand to his cock to relieve the pressure.

he flinches when someone knocks on the door, hand stilling and holding back a yelp. "you alright babe?" zayn asks.

"yeah, yeah, just had to use the loo, is all," he makes up an excuse.

"yeah okay, i'm going to get ready for the show." zayn says and liam listens closely to him walking away.

he sighs and washes his face. he looks up into the mirror to see that his eyes look wild, blown wide, lips plump and red from his constant licking and chewing on the bottom one. he reaches into his pocket and takes out the small little remote that he's kept there all day. he hadn't intended to put the vibrating buttplug in today, but he couldn't resist it and fingered himself quickly this morning before their trip to the stadium.

he whimpers and leans heavily on the sink when he presses the "on" button, the plug coming to life inside of him. it makes him shake and clutch onto the edge of the counter, biting down on his bottom lip to keep quiet. he turns it off a couple minutes later; it was only to work himself up back to hardness, clench tightly around the toy.

he takes a deep breath and walks out the bathroom. he's late to get his show attire on and he quickens his pace to get ready.

~~

he knows it's his fault that he even has a plug in him on stage, just something fun to try because he heard walking around in public with it is quite arousing and very stimulating. what he didn't anticipate was how much pleasure he'd get from it, how he has to cover his mouth to hold back the whimpers when someone bumps into him and the plug nudges against his prostate.

though, the biggest thing that he didn't anticipate at all was accidentally misplacing his remote. he has no fucking idea where the fuck it is and the plug is currently vibrating in him as of right now, just when he's trying to hit a particular hard note in his solo. he's lucky it's on a low simmer - if it wasn't, he'd probably come in his pants just about now.

he tries to dance it off, moving towards zayn but instead zayn just makes a grab for his nipples, twisting them. liam lets out a moan, eyes rolling back. he stands still as zayn looks at him with a smirk, dragging his fingers down liam's shirt slowly and tangling them at the bottom hem. he pulls away when liam blushes hotly, embarrassed, and bounds away to the other side of the stage.

just as he puts his mic up to his lips to sing the chorus, he moans so loudly in the mic that everyone can obviously tell what sound he's just made. the plug is vibrating in him at the medium level, right on his prostate and he feels his pants soak wetly with how turned on he is. he tries to level his breathing but he can't; he's desperate to come and it's all he wants.

he takes a few steps towards the center of the stage, legs shaking with every step. he sees zayn staring at him with this mischievous glint in his eyes, hand tucked inside his pocket that has a distinct rectangular shape to it -