(Hey guys, heres another update. YAY. Three this week :) Whoop Whoop. Okay so this is a bit short and its a smut. Anyway here we go. Hope you like it. Enjoy. Ettsie xx)
Zayn was the jealous type. Whenever he saw his boyfriend, Harry, flirting, hugging, or even talking with someone he would get jealous. He would feel his blood boil and fists clench. He would also feel not good enough. What if Harry liked that person better than him? What if he left him for them? Zayn would be crushed, he would feel like his life is pointless now. What would be the point without his beautiful, amazing, charming Harry?
One day Zayn walked into the living room at He and Harry’s shared flat. He saw Harry sat on the couch cuddled up one of their best mates, Niall. Harry had his head resting on Niall shoulder and his arms around his waist. It’s not like it mean anything, Harry was gay with Zayn and Niall was straight. Zayn was just paranoid and jealous. He felt himself get angrier than normal. He walked over to the pair on the couch and stood in front of Harry. “Harry can you help me with something in the bedroom?” he asked, trying to hide his anger and jealousy.
“Uhh sure, can it wait till this shows finished?” he looked up at his boyfriend.
“No, now” he said, his anger showing a bit. How dare Harry blow off his boyfriend for some stupid tv show”
“O-okay” harry stood up and followed Zayn to their bedroom. As soon as the couple stepped through the door Zayn pushed Harry onto the bed and straddled him. “W-what are you doing babe?” he asked.
“Making you pay” he growled into his ear, nibbling on his ear slightly.
“P-pay? For what” Harry questioned, fighting back moans.
“Being so fucking hot, sexy and flirting with everybody you see” Zayn said and pulled the curly haired boys shirt over his head. I smiled and started kissing and sucking his way around Harrys torso. Harry bit his lip trying not to moan. Zayn noticed his boyfriends lack of moaning and pulled back and glared at him. “Moan, I want you to moan when I make you feel good” he smirked. Harry nodded and moaned when he felt Zayn kissed and sucking his sweet spot on his neck.
Zayn smirked and kissed above Harry’s sweats waist band. He smiled and pulled them down along with the boxers at the same time. He licked his lips at the sight of Harry’s semi hard cock springing up free and rested against his boxers. Zayn licked a strip up Harry’s cock, from base to tip, swirling his tongue around the top. He slowly took Harry’s now fully hard erection in his mouth. With Harry’s cock now fully in his mouth, he started bobbing his head. Starting slowly then bobbing his head as fast as he could. Harry’s moans of pleasure were driving Zayn crazy. He felt his own sweats feeling tight, with his cock getting harder by the second.
Harry tangled his hands in Zayn’s hair, moaning loudly as he was being sucked off. “Ohh my god Zayn” he moaned, pulling slightly on Zayn’s hair. Zayn moaned around Harry’s cock, sending vibrations up Harry’s spine. “Yess like that’s!” he moaned pushing Zayn onto down onto his cock, making Zayn deep throat him. “Oh my god! I-im coming” he moaned and soon afterwards he came into Zayn’s mouth.
Zayn pulled off Harry and swallowed Harry’s cum. He crawled up his boyfriends body and kissed him, letting him taste himself. He smirked and rolled onto his side, facing Harry. “You are mine Harry, not anyone else’s. You got that”
He nodded. “But umm I kissed Liam’s cheek the other day” he smirked at Zayn.
“Guess you didn’t learn your lesson then” he growled and rolled onto Harry. He kissed his neck again, ready for another round of run with his boyfriend.
