Bad Teacher (Discontinued)

Chapter 2: Don't Stop

Disclaimer: boyxboy sex scene~

Chapter 2

The blonde boy latches on to Zayn's hands with a tight and eager grip. He drags Zayn through a badly lit hallway, too dark to even make out where exactly they're headed.

They reach a green door which the blonde kicks open, looking around, making sure it's empty. It thankfully is.

The blonde quickly strides over to the dark haired boy and pushes him against the door.

He gets extremely close, so close Zayn's breath starts to hitch. The way the blonde is looking at him with such intensity screams lust, need, and want.

The Irish lad extends his arm to lock the bathroom's door. He then places it in Zayn's hair, burrowing his fingers through the silky strands. His other hand snakes up to the side of the darker boys neck.

"I hope you want this as bad as I do right now. I've never wanted someone as much as I want you Zayn." It was said so huskily low that when the blonde whispers "I need you Zayn." a shiver runs through Zayn's body. No one's ever said that to him before.

Zayn wraps his hands around the blonde's waist and brings their hips together with extreme force. The blonde is left breathless, almost panting. The sexual tension between the two was growing painfully unbearable.

Zayn chooses not to answer and decides to take control this time. He leans into the blue eyed boy and in a quick swift motion presses his lips to his. It's not like the first time they had shared only a few minutes ago, it was heated, more intense. It was a rough kiss, not just on Zayn's part. The blonde was grabbing onto Zayn's hair, meshing their lips closer together if possible. They were panting, breathless.

Zayn was grabbing onto the blondes locks, tugging the strands, causing the blonde to moan. This leads to the perfect opportunity for Zayn to eagerly snake his tongue into the blondes mouth.

Their tongues fight for dominance, hands snaking dangerously low. The blonde reaches for the hem of Zayn's shirt while Zayn tugs at the blonde's hair arousing a moan from the Irish boy.

The blonde lifts the shirt over Zayn's lean chest and discards it on the floor. His hands start to travel through Zayn's chest, tracing the dips of his prominent abs and the deep dents of his back muscle. Shivers rack up Zayn's body, everywhere the boy touches ignites heat.

"You're beautiful Zayn."

Zayn is taken aback by this side of the blonde. His words make him feel extremely cared for. Once again Zayn meshes their lips together, this time slower, more passionate.

The soft gentle kisses only last for a moment. They're instantly replaced by arousal and intense lust. Their kisses become rough, more dominating.

Zayn bites down on the blonde's lips, making Zayn's pants grow tighter. The blonde swipes his tongue over Zayn's pouty lower lip, turning the kiss into a full out make-out session.

Once they break apart, breathes heavy, they look at one another, a look so intense and straight forward.

They both know what it means. They want it. Each other. Now.

Zayn grabs the blonde by the waist once more and flips him so that he's the one up against the door. The blonde is left aroused by the dominating side of Zayn.

Zayn tugs at his shirt, signaling he wants it off. The blonde slowly takes it off, very strip tease like.

Zayn bites down on his lip to hide both a smirk and a moan.

Zayn starts to unbuckle the blonde's belt, having a bit of trouble with the clasp. This elicits a small chuckle from the blue eyed boy. Zayn pouts up at him and eventually unclasps the belt.