dork behind the camera || ziam

12.0 coitus

sorry for not updating. this chapter is like, only smut (and slight daddy kink (((dont give me that look)))). so dont read if you dont like that stuff. but do read the end of the chapter bc important things happen okay. **IF YOU DONT LIKE BOTTOM LIAM THEN SKIP TO THE END OF THE CHAPTER. DO NOT TELL ME HOW MUCH U HATE BOTTOM LIAM. JUST. SKIP. IT.**

"I won." Zayn smirks when Liam shoves him into his office. Liam grunts and tries to take Zayn's shirt off aggressively.

But Zayn's not having it, "I won." he repeats, "Get on the couch."

Liam abruptly stops trying to undress Zayn and blinks at him. He never expected his boyfriend to be dominant.

"Wha-"

"Actually no. Strip then get on all fours on the couch and have that pretty little arse facing me." Zayn's eyes grow dark as he sees the look of surprise on Liam's face. They grow darker when Liam obliges.

He stares at his boyfriend's ass. Liam wiggles it around and looks back at Zayn, "Like this?" he asks innocently. Zayn bites his lip to keep back the growl in his throat.

"Fuck yeah," he breathes out, "Just like that."

He rids himself of his shirt and jeans then makes his way over to Liam, "Mm," he hums while grabbing Liam's backside, "So pretty for Daddy."

And if Liam wasn't hard before, he is now.

Liam turns his head away from Zayn and lets out a moan when he feels the older boy's finger put pressure on his hole.

"You like that, baby? You want Daddy to finger you? Or do you want him to fuck you with his tongue? I want to fuck you with my tongue. Then I want to fuck you with my dick. I want to be inside your tight arse. You want Daddy to do that?" Zayn pushes his finger all the way in and smirks when Liam moans loudly again.

"Yes." he pants.

Zayn starts moving his finger painfully slow, "Yes what?" he teases.

At this point Liam's already overwhelmed by the fact that his boyfriend is so possesive and demanding. He had seen Zayn as a bambi eyed, cute little boy. If anything he thought Zayn would have been the submissive one. Not him. But this side of Zayn is so new, so different, so... hot. He can't find any room to complain.

"Yes Daddy. Fuck me. Please ruin me."

And maybe Liam likes being submissive.

Zayn's mouth is suddenly by Liam's ear and he whispers hotly, "Daddy's gonna take good care of his baby."

The next few minutes are a blur. All Liam knows is that they both end up naked and he's lying on his back with Zayn's head between his legs.

He feels the pressure of Zayn's tongue on his hole and squirms around in pleasure, "Ooh," he groans, "Oh God." Liam has never felt anything like this. Boys he used to be with would never pleasure him this way.

Zayn moves his tongue in short flicks then plunges it into Liam. The combination of the warmth of his hole and the obscene sounds Liam is making is enough to make Zayn almost come. But he knows he'll look pathetic if he comes now so he pushes a finger in alongside his tongue to stretch Liam out quicker.

Liam reaches down and grabs at Zayn's hair and whines when Zayn pulls off of him.

"Keep your hands by your side." he demands and goes back to pleasuring Liam.

Liam obeys, putting his hands in fists to refrain from reaching out to Zayn.

Zayn pulls off again and Liam whimpers when the cold air hits him.

"What do you want?" he asks Liam.

Liam has a hard time breathing so talking isn't an option. He reaches out to pull Zayn closer to him,but Zayn doesn't allow it.

"Speak." his eyebrows furrow and a frown is set on his face. Liam is afraid yet completely turned on at the same time.

"You-" he gasps out.

Zayn leans over Liam and connects their lips. He doesn't kiss him the hard, needy way Liam expected him to. He kisses him softly. He lets him know that this isn't just "a fuck" for him. It's real.

"Okay baby. Daddy's got you." he whispers and lines himself up with Liam, slowly pushing in.

Liam's face scrunches up in discomfort while Zayn thrusts into him at a steady pace, but soon the discomfort shifts to pleasure and he's having a hard time keeping his noises in.

Zayn chuckles, "Baby, they'll hear us." but Liam moans again and Zayn realizes that he doesn't care.

"Faster," Liam chokes, "please."

Zayn doesn't speed up. He shakes his head, "I won. We do it my way."

So they take it slow. And Liam can't say he doesn't love it.

They go for what seems like hours, but is only a few minutes before Zayn's hips stutter and he releases into Liam. Liam's release following behind.

And when they're lying on the couch - still covered in come - Zayn gets the courage.

"Liam?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I love you."

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i think this is the longest chapter ive written omg.

so anyway. idk what to do with this book. so any ideas on what should happen in the future? bc i have no clue. comment and ill make something out of the ideas.

and this probably sucked bc im like rlly tired rn but i havent updated in like a month so