Zayn's pov:
When we get to the hotel, Harry drunk enough to not resist.
I locked my fingers in his and pulled green eyes with force.
"Wa..wait, I...I wanna g..o "He was still trying to free himself but he couldn't I mean he was like a stubborn kid who wants to play.
" don't try hard babeh...you know I'm way more stronger than you " I smirked .
Non
"I'm..I'm strong.I..I'm j...just drunk,damn!"
He was clumsy and the way I was pulling him,make it worst.
After we pass the people in the hotel's lobby, I looked at the kitten who was holding my hand without any sign of the old person who was trying to free himself ,I smiled.
We waited for the elevator in silence.
I pushed him up against the wall, I could hear him breathing heavily and his fruity perfume filled my nose, our faces were too close and I was already turned on. This feelings around a guy was so strange for me but I couldn't help it.
Finally we were in the 4th floor, i pushed him up against the wall again but this time I put my hands next to his head , killing the space between us, I could feel his warm breath on my face.
" you're so beautiful " I whispered as my eyes were moving between his eyes and lips.
He didn't say anything but his breaths got heavier and that made me to smirk.
I put my lips on the corner of his lips, his body was hot.
I took off my clothes and dropped them on the floor. He did the same so I get relaxed cause it means he wants it too. Now we were both in our boxers.
I got lost in the beauty of this curly hair with unforgettable green eyes. His skin was shining under the light light in the room . The butterfly tattoo on his stomach that I wanted to touch, made a great difference between his white skin and the color of the ink. God he's one of the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life.
As I was admiring the beauty in front of my eyes, I could see his rosy cheeks getting red and he's trying to cover his body while avoiding any eye contact.
I could see he's insecure about his body, but holy crap he's so hot and beautiful why would he?
I filled the space between us , and put my index finger under his chin and turned his face, I looked through his eyes and then closed my lips to his ears and murmured with raspy voice :
" you're like an angel, Mon ange" I kissed his lips with so much passionate, he kissed me back.
The taste of his lips was unique and hard to get enough of it. It was like nicotine, addicting, harmful, enjoyable, best bad idea.
Our lips moves get deeper and I was exploring his mouth with my tongue.
He put his hands on my shoulders and with a little help, jumped on me and wrapped his legs around my waist.
It was getting hotter minute by minute.
I put my hands behind his back and walked to the bed without separating our lips.
I throw him on the white sheet and get to the top of him . His brown curly hair stick on his sweaty forehead and make him more attractive.
I kissed his neck to his chest and then again filled his neck with hot,warm kisses.
When I heard a little groan escape from his plumpy pink lips i understand that I learned his sweet spot.
I moved my body against his as I could feel his erections under my hard on dick.
I brushed butterfly tattoo with my finger tips. I could feel his body shakes. Our sweaty bodies were moving in a rythm , I could get lost in his body.
I've always fulfilled my lust and left the person behind, But him... I wanna learn every inch of the green eyes, every tattoo,every scratch , the taste of his body anything and nothing. I'm scared of my feelings, I'm feeling things and he's the reason. I don't like it cause I know somehow it breaks my heart and my ego,but at the same time it's enjoyable, my best bad idea.
I took off his boxers and do the same thing for myself.
I put a condom on my cock ( I don't want baby they're pathetic) and then spit on my hand and entered two fingers in his hole and damn it's so tight. His moans turned to little screams, after a few more movements I removed my fingers and pushed my dick into his swollen hole while kissing his lips.
"AHHH...yeaH..ugh...it's so..oh my ....yeah"he shouted as I left his lips and suck on his neck while thrusting in him.
"AH... ha..HARDER...g..gOD"I found his prostat, so I thrust in his hole a few more times,
" I'm....I'm..c....close..ple...please " he groaned as sweat drops rolled from his forehead to his curly hair and make it wet.
"Please what baby boy?"
"Please zay..zayn. I'm so close" he begged.
"Zayn? Kitten wrong name...it's ZADDY for ya" I said as I pushed my dick harder.
" ughhh...it's so fucking good" he was reaching his orgasm.
I was close too.
"ZADDY"yeah finally he said the word but holy fuck it was so hot. He shouted as he cums on his stomach and after a few minutes I cum in the condom.
I moved my body to reach my shirt to clean him up and then my self, then throw my tired and sweaty body next to Harry who was already in sleep.
I looked at his side view, strands of curly brown hair were on his face, perfectly imperfect nose, and pink lips. Then his angelic body, so pure.
I put my arm around his body , fits perfectly.
I love the difference between my tanned skin on his snowy skin.
He turned around and put his head on my chest as his warm breaths hits my chest and make a shiver in my body.
I cuddle with him and brushed his hair. What will happened when morning comes?
I could feel the warmth in my heart, the feeling that I'm belongs here, in this bed while the emerald green eyes with mind blowing curly hair is between my arms. I want this moment be memorable....
