5sos & 1d Smut

Zayn: Movie Theater

"Two tickets for 'Insurgent'." Zayn says as he slides over his credit card. His arm makes its way around my waist and he tugs me closer. The man behind the counter slips the tickets and Zayn's card back through the little hole in the glass and presses the microphone button. "Thank you, enjoy the show." He says monotonously and I almost open my mouth to tell him he should really smile a bit more, but Zayn is already pulling me away.
We're making our way through the crowded theater and he hands the lady our tickets and she rips it handing them back. She also doesn't smile and I frown. People really should be nicer these days. I thought. Zayn tightens his grip slightly and I crane my head up to look at him. His arm rests around my waist but he's still nearly a head taller than me holding my hand with his.
Zayn looks down as he opens the door to the theater for me and smirks lightly at how short I am.I dip my head down in embarrassment and he trails behind me. He lets me walk up the steps by myself, figuring it might be hard to walk together in such a cramped area and gently prods me towards the very back of the theater. This was were I had my first date with this cocky boy I could say that I was nervous but that would be an understatement. That was the first day I knew I really loved him even though he pretends to be a badass all the God damn time. I have to admit he did a good job and looked hot doing it.
We sat down in our seats and I scanned the room. A few people scattered around but no one close to us. The previews were just coming on the screen when Zayn turned to me."Want to skip the previews?" He quirked an eyebrow and before I could laugh at what a dumb line that was then he was kissing me. I was about to protest, but his lips felt so soft against mine. His hand gently caressed my face and I moaned softly as his tongue slid against my lower lip. I moved my hands up to tangle in his fluffy black hair and he grinned against my lips. His hand slid from my face to my breast and he gently massaged my chest before slipping his hand underneath shirt and twisted my nipple. I gasped into his mouth and let out a small moan as he chuckled. "Naughty girl." He whispered and he began to kiss along my neck.
His lips moved their way along my jaw and I held back my moans. I had to remember we were in a fucking movie theater and we probably shouldn't be doing this in here. It was in public. But his hazel eyes when you looked into them, or his soft hair that was perfect for tangling your finger through, and to even mention his tattoos that adorned his olive toned skin. I briefly felt myself wonder how I had made him mine before his mouth was lightly sucking on my right nipple and I let out a tiny gasp of his name.
He brought his head up to mine and quickly silenced me with his lips before moving one of his hands to the crotch of my jeans. He gently rubbed and I let out a sigh, resting my head on his shoulder. I faintly heard the movie starting, but I didn't care much. I needed this.
He needed this too apparently, because while he rubbed through my jeans he took my hand and gently pulled it over his jeans and rested my hand on his ever growing erection. My eyes went wide and I bit my lip. He looked at me to make sure I was okay and I looked up at him. I gently rubbed him through his jeans and he let his head tip back slowly. I watched, amazed at the effect and moved my hand a bit faster. He licked his lips and bucked his hips into my hand. I smiled quietly and rested my head on his leg while rubbing him.
He looked down at me and quickly fumbled with the buttons on my jeans and slipped his hand beneath the fabric. thank god that I shaved earlier today I thought.His fingers found my clit and gently grazed the little bundle of nerves and I gasped. Of course I had played around with myself before, I was a teenage girl with needs and not many boys to fill them, but it had never felt like this. He rubbed slow, steady circles around me as I palmed him and slowly he slid to fingers into my soaking heat.
I bit my lip hard to keep from crying out. But his fingers They were long and thin they curled up to hit me in just the right spot. I bit my lip and closed my eyes; we definitely shouldn't be doing this I thought, but it was too late to stop now. My eyes glanced to his and he smirked as his fingers worked their way inside me slowly, tortuously slow. I whimpered and his grin widened and leaned down.
"Does my baby girl like being fingered in a movie theater. Having the thrill of not being caught and holding back your moans even though you want to scream out me name." He said
" Of course you do baby girl I dont even have to question it." He whispers . He slowly adds two more fingers. I arch my back and he sits up making it look like he is watching the movie. I beg for more attention but I get nothing. He works me up to my orgasm and I feel my walls tightening and he does too and slows down his pace. "You may only come when I give you permission." He says. I beg but he pays no attention. He smirks when he hears my whines.
The movie is at the ending and I'm tired and sore. Biting my lip I ask for my permission, he looks at me and smirks and speeds up his hands. While using his other hand to rub my clit. I whimper and whine, my back arches and my toes curl as a come and coat his fingers.
He smiles widely and pulls his fingers away. He wipes his fingers and some tissue from his pocket while I reach my hand up to his pants and into his underwear to tease his tip I move my hand up and down slowly keeping a steady pace when the lights slowly turn back on. I stop and start to get up and I grab my purse and say . "You don't come till I allow you to." I say with I smirk and begin to walk away. He slaps my ass " Tease!" He says " I know." I say back.