𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 [Z.S] ✔︎

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Noisy kisses were all over the room, Zayn's naughty hands caressing all over Harry's soft body as he moaned beneath him.

His own hands travelled down the brunet's body, unbuttoning the lab shirt he had on over a plain white t-shirt, removing his glasses along the way and tossing them somewhere in his room; his hands slid down his trousers unzipping them and undoing their button to open them and pull his trousers down, falling next to his husband's glasses.

Her lips never cleared their opposing ones; Zayn's kisses now travelled down Harry's neck as he tried to remove the tiny pink silk shorts and his tank top of the same colour and fabric, revealing a pair of pastel pink lace panties, the tip of his cock peeking out from the edge of his panties, so wet and sticky from his artificial pre-seminal fluid. So dirty it made Zayn groan at the delicious sight his Harry was giving him.

"Look at you..., so dirty for me aren't you, my love? So aroused and open for my cock."

"Yes Zaynie..." He moaned. Both of them now half naked, Harry still in his panties and Zayn with his branded boxers on.

"Oh no baby, what's my name right now, mmm?" Zayn ran his hand down his husband's smooth, hairless thighs, resting it there as he slowly rubbed his fingers, making patterns across the smooth white skin.

"Daddy?"

"That's right, sweetheart." Harry let out a gasp after feeling Zayn's fingers up and down his hole. It felt strange, he felt a liquid coming out of there and it made his body shudder.

"What's that?" he muttered.

"Lubricant, being so excited I did a little something or other to make you lubricate naturally, do you like it? Now I don't have to prepare you so much." He whispered against his lips, kissing them again to distract him, he buried two of her fingers in his hole, pulling her panties aside a little, caressing and playing with his wet little hole.

"I think I'm used to it." He replied after the kiss. Harry slipped his hand into Zayn's boxers, grabbing his cock with his hand to start tugging on it, feeling his fluid ooze out of his tip to slide down his fingers. "Can you put it in me, again, daddy? I want to feel you, I want to feel full again, daddy.... mmm..."

"My poor baby." They both moaned into each other's mouths, letting out a breath, their lips colliding but not kissing. "Let's fill you up, then."

Zayn pulled his fingers out of her hole quickly to tug at her panties and throw them somewhere, he looked down from his height and marvelled; her adoring husband open for him, his cock touching her sticky abdomen thanks to the presemial, her arms at her sides revealing her bare chest, her nipples red from biting and her neck full of bruises. Her face was in his direction, her cherry red lips parted with a trace of both saliva, her greenish eyes clouded with lust and love that surrounded the room and both bodies.

"You're so perfect, baby, ready for me."

"Always ready for you, daddy." Zayn smiled and nodded.

He spread his legs a little further apart to wrap them around his waist, Harry took it upon himself to put force to pull him closer to him.

"Calm down, baby."

"I need you, now, I want to feel you, every part of you, please."

"It's okay, love."

Zayn slid his cock into Harry's battered hole, both of them releasing the air held in their lungs, starting to get comfortable. Zayn missed being inside Harry after so long, and Harry missed feeling full of his husband.

"Ahh... mhmm, Zaynie..."

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, Daddy, please, more."

The movements were slow, getting used to the new sensations of both their bodies colliding, full of sweat.

And Zayn wanted to stay like this forever, but Harry had other plans for them.