Once in a lifetime

Chapter 19 Tickle?

"Enough talking, Styles." Zayn didn't give Harry chance to reply, he started kissing him again. Zayn grabbed Harry's hands and move them atop Harry's head. With a firm grip, it was made clear he wanted them to stay there. Harry was unable to stop writhing, moving his hips to try to get any friction on his hard cock. Zayn kissed Harry's heart tattoo and that made him moan louder.

"Z..."

"Yes babe?"

"Please, please..."

"Almost there, Haz. I love watching your tats awaken and dancing for me. This butterfly is driving me crazy." He replied squeezing one set of nipples and mouthing the tattoo. "These laurel leaves too, babe. Can't believe my eyes, I swear you glow."

"Yeah? D'you like'em?" Harry sighed when he felt Zayn kissing his hips tats as well.

"Love'em. All I want, all I ever wanted is in front of me right now, babe." Kissing Harry's dick over the fabric of his briefs, Zayn removed them and kissed him again right on his dick. Harry was unable to keep both hands where Zayn had left them before, he grabbed his own hair with one and the other one he put it on Zayn's.

"Oh fuck, fuck Zayn."

"Yes, Harry, m' about to fuck you."

Harry was leaking already, so Zayn tugged him few times just to spread the precum and then slowly but surely got all Harry's cock on his mouth until he gagged a bit.

"Shit, baby. Uhm..." Harry looked down and he was out of breath. That was the most incredible scene he had ever seen. A man like Zayn, between his legs giving him the best blowjob ever. He almost comes just at that thought. Zayn looked up while bobbing his head and they as usual looked eyes.

Harry's breathing was heavy, trying to keep some air on his lungs while also trying not to come too fast so he could enjoy it as long as possible. However, when Zayn noticed he was holding back his orgasm he got one of his fingers inside his mouth too and covered it with his saliva. Once it was wet enough, he pulled it out and started fingering Harry's hole.

"Fuck, oh fuck yes, Zayn. Shit baby, don't stop, don't stop. M'so close."

"Uhm..." Zayn moaned withdrawing just a little bit to make sure Harry got a good glimpse of his tongue twirling on his dick while his finger was still going in and out of Harry's ass. "You taste like strawberries."

"I don't. And don't make me laugh when m 'about to cum baby."

"Oh, but you do taste like it. And you will cum now, Harry Styles." When Zayn said that he added a second finger and reached Harry's prostate, making him come with a gritted whimper. Zayn glare at him the whole time, making sure to milk him until the last drop, his fingers never stopping.

"Oh fuck...now that was..." Harry managed to say, still with Zayn's fingers up in his ass and sweat all over his body.

"It was, yes. You are the most beautiful, tasteful thing I've ever had. Ready for more?"

"Fuck yes, yes. Please. Is that why your fingers are still there, Malik?"

"And you haven't seen a thing, Styles." Zayn started moving faster his hand, going deeper into Harry, causing more panting and moaning. He got more lube in them to make sure he wouldn't hurt his man in the slightest and then added a third one. Harry's hands were back at where Zayn had originally left them like if he needed to brace for impact.

"I wanna eat you too, but that will have to wait, my cock is too hard right now and watching and listening to you is not helping."

"Oh God, Z, please." Harry begged when he felt the scissoring of Zayn's fingers, stretching his hole, getting him ready. Harry was so gone; he didn't even notice when Zayn undressed himself as the last time Harry checked he still had his pants on and now he was feeling his boner on his thigh.