Once in a lifetime

Chapter 45 Lips

They stared at each other few seconds more, Harry naked, his arousal more than obvious. Zayn would never get tired of looking at his man's body. Harry was a fucking wet dream. All tonified in the right places, ink making him delicate and hot at the same time, that butterfly did things to Zayn's mind.

"You're fucking perfect, babe. Those who say intellectuals are soft is because they had never seen mine. Soft my ass. You are the fittest guy I've laid eyes on. Come here, babe." Harry blushed a little but crawled all the way up to be mouth to mouth with Zayn.

"Sit, baby. I wanna take all that off." They switch positions, Zayn straddling Harry now. Harry sat in the bed, making them be chest to chest. He grabbed the hem of Zayn's tee, taking it off in a fluid movement that surprised both.

"Getting good at it, I see. Oh shit, I'll enjoy this very fucking much." Zayn smirked and Harry chuckled.

"Practice makes a master, and I plan to practice a ton after today."

"Be my guest, love." Zayn said, unable to stop the grinding motion his hips were making, feeling Harry's hard on beneath him, making Harry moan.

"Uhm, let's take that off, too." Harry said and Zayn stood up very quickly, but Harry didn't let him go far, as he grabbed him by the hips to unbutton his jeans for him, nuzzling Zayn's navel.

"Fuck, Haz, you're killing me, babe. All this build up better be worth it."

"You just wait and see, Malik." He replied, taking the jeans and the briefs off in a single movement.

"Uhm." Zayn groaned when he felt Harry's tongue on his nipples, licking and biting them to his heart content. He looked at Zayn's cock, hard and ready for him, all shiny with precum. Harry licked the tip of it, making Zayn wriggle again. He grabbed Zayn's leg, moving it to be in his shoulder. Zayn grasped Harry's free shoulder, to keep balance, unable to stop the grinding when he felt Harry's mouth playing with his dick. Harry's hand moved to Zayn's hip and the other one he had it coated with lube already so he moved it to Zayn's entrance and started taunting his hole.

"I love you so much, baby. You taste amazing and your ass feels so warm, and I haven't even pushed all the way in. Gonna stretch you good, let me know when you are ready for more, okay?" Harry said, getting one finger inside of Zayn slowly.

"I...I love you too, honey. Wanna know a secret? I've been playing with myself this past week. I've been fingering a little, knowing this moment was coming sooner than later. It's been some time for me, yeah? So, I wanted to be a bit prepared for you. I love having you feeling me like that, though. And your fingers are bigger than mine. Oh fuck," He moaned, "I can take another."

"Fuck me, Z. You're so fucking hot, love. Were you thinking of me, of this when you fingered yourself?"

"Of fucking course I was, babe. You're all I can think about since I met you. I've jerked off thinking of you, of your lips and hands so many times I can't even remember." Harry slipped another finger in, causing Zayn to groan harder, and he started pushing back, to fuck himself with Harry's fingers.

"Not yet, baby. Slow down a bit, I don't want you hurting. How about a third? Harry asked, pulling his fingers almost all the way out of Zayn's ass, making him feel the loss.

"Yeah, yeah, slow but don't get out, please babe. I need it."

"Need you too, angel." Harry slid two fingers back in, scissoring them. Zayn moaned again when Harry hit his prostate, making him shiver too.

"I can come just with your fingers inside me, babe. I'm ready, please."

"Okay, okay. Wanna straddle me or you wanna lay down? Let's get comfortable." Harry said and Zayn nodded, so they kissed again because how could they not?