𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 (𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲)

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Chapter - 33 ( Pleasures)

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"Oh, love it when I tear off your clothes"

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Warning - highly mature ⚠️ (ps- i know most of ya'll are gonna read this, especially after this warning🐕

That night itself Harry woke up with a major pain on his hips, the back of his thighs... when he woke up, he woke up facing the window on his side, and saw that he window was wide open the wind rustling through the curtains, maybe Zayn forgot to close the window before getting to bed, by great difficulty he turned to face Zayn, only to feel much more uncomfortable and painful.. he groaned and let out small muffled cries, covering himself with the duvet.

"Harry?.... wus wrong?" His voice was hoarse and rough.

"I... I don't know"

"You're crying baby?.... tell me what's wrong"

"Mh--my back hurts"

"Shit.. I'm so sorry love. Want me yo help you?"

"How?"

"I'll give you nice massage then.. that'll help you soothe the pain yeah?"

"Ok"

"Wait here a minute yeah? I'll get some oil" and within minutes he brought a french lavender oil... and climbed back to the bed, helping Harry to take off his shirt, since that was the only clothing he wore while sleeping.

"No--no don't lie on your stomach. Just... just trun the other side" He said, and settled himself lightly on Harry's ass, his hands roaming all over Harry's back, still holding the close bottle of oil in his hand..

"But... that's un-com-for-table" He stuttered, trying to compose the word.

"I'll place some pillows on the empty side, it won't be uncomfortable" and with that Zayn picked and gathered some pillows from his place and Harry's too..

"Comfortable now?"

"Yeah"

"I'll take off your briefs too yeah?" Harry hummed, then soon after Zayn drizzled a generous amount of oil all over his back, his shoulders, his spine... gliding down his ass crack. Planting his hands on either side of his hips... his thighs looking lean and gorgeous as always. When Zayn squeezed his shoulder he moaned, and buried his head on the pillows, and soon lifted to look at Zayn and smiled at him lazily.

Then he slid his hands down onto his smooth silky pale skin, pressing and squeezing to his pleasure...

Now Harry's briefs were off, and he lay down on his back first, then slowly took his time to turn and lay comfortably, adjusting the pillows Zayn have arranged. He wasn't hard, but his c*ck hanged there heavy on the side, pressed and pressured on the pillows.
Zayn tried not to pay attention to his c*ck hanging, but he just knew it was gonna be a long and difficult night for him to control. He felt himself already getting painfully hard already, his ecretion poking through his sweat pants. Ready and painful. But he ignored, this was not about himself... this was going to be only about him.

Later then, he pouted the oil again on his shoulders and the back of his neck, his buldging stomach and started by pressing the back of his neck, gliding down to his shoulders and spines...gently rubbing his belly. His thumbs tracing his bones in his spines.

"Turn a little love" He did and Zayn poured the oil on his chest and stomach dipping down hips near his stomach, feeling a small bump there, Zayn smiled his eyes going softer and his heart felt warm.. he leaned down to place small kisses down his buldgeing stomach... and Harry threw his head on the pillow, bursting into a fit of laughter..