I Am Cannibal - Ziall

Zayn Returns

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"Y-you can't d-do that." Niall whispered in a shaky voice, on the verge of tears. He was angry, but at the same time relieved and happy that Zayn was standing right in front of him.

"But I can. I'm your boyfriend, which means I can do whatever I want with you." Zayn took a step toward Niall, the younger boy felt intimidated by his statement so he stepped backward. Hitting his bum against the door, ignoring the cold feeling of ice cream still smudged against his sweats.

"N-No. I-I've waited s-so l-long, you can't d-do that t-to me." He shook his head furiously, trying to push Zayn's body away from his as the tanned boy leans in closer to his touch. Zayn's been aching to feel his touch, to sense his warmth and just him in general.

Zayn leaned lower next to Niall's ear and whispers, "What's my punishment." He says seductively, as he licks Niall's neck slowly. Niall shudders under his touch and lets out small moans which satisfy's Zayn's ears, his moans were like a blessing to him. He couldn't wait to hear him scream out Zayn's name as he makes love to him.

The older boy trails his tongue along Niall's neck and reluctantly pulls away, only to be pulled back down by Niall's force. Niall wasn't going to allow him to have all the fun, he pushes his lips against his boyfriend's roughly, darting his tongue into Zayn's mouth. Zayn moved his lips faster against Niall's, letting out every now and then moans of satisfaction. Niall bit Zayn's lip gently, licking them and tasting a familiar flavor of cigarettes. Thankfully, Zayn hasn't killed or eaten any human since Niall's departure.

Zayn placed his hands behind Niall's back, rubbing circles and caressing his body against his. He trailed his hands downward, only to met up by an eccentric feeling of coldness and goo. What the...?

Zayn pulled back and looked at his hand, his eyes widened and misconstrued it as something else. "N-Niall..... Did I give you a scare?" He looked at his hand in disgust.

Niall gasped, he completely forgot he came up here to change! Until his lover came back out of the blue, "That's chocolate ice cream! I swear, I was going to change but then you came, then you kissed me, then you wrapped your arms around, I just couldn't control myself, I'm sorry, then you trailed your seductive hands down my-"

Zayn had enough of his rant and put his hand underneath Niall's chin and kissed him roughly, pulling back and giving him small kisses to his sweet lips. "I believe you. Go change, I'll be here when you're done." Zayn orders Niall softly.

Niall sighed in awe, how did he get so lucky to have such an amazing boyfriend. Well, minus the fact that he's a cannibal. But for Niall's sake, he leaves out that some-what of a flaw. Niall nodded his head swiftly and went into the restroom to change into a silky pair of black shorts. He removed his shirt and pulled on one of Zayn's shirts which happened to be found inside of his suit case when he came back to Ireland. He fixed his hair quickly, he wanted to make himself presentable, after all he did embarrass himself with the chocolate ice cream misconception. He brushed his teeth, flossed, he even made sure his pits weren't sweaty or smelly. Niall it's only Zayn, not the damn Queen of England.

He finished up and went back to his room, only to see Zayn reading his journal. The journal that confesses my love and affection towards him. Niall gasped and rushed over to Zayn's side to snatch up the dirty little secrets and sexual fantasies, but he was to slow. Zayn saw him coming from a mile away and jerks the book away, smirking as he reads the book out loud to tease his boyfriend. "I really love Zayn, he's my forever and always. I miss him, I love him, why can't he be here? I love him like a love song, why can't he see that. All I ever wanted to do was suck on that long, hard, delicious looking-"

"ZAYN!" Niall screamed, he knew the last part was made up. But his cheeks went into a dark shade of crimson, he couldn't believe Zayn just said that. "How embarrassing!" He exclaimed, as he hid his face underneath the sheets of the bed. He just wanted to lay underneath a rock and get rid of his shame.