One Direction Smut

Zayn x Reader - My One And Only

Kinks: Begging, biting, female receiving oral, praise, thigh riding.
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Your POV:
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I can't help but stare at the man that I get to call my fiancee. He's literally so fucking attractive, it's not even funny.

His slightly tanned skin that was covered in unique tattoos.

His muscular physique.

His model frames body.

His scruff on his face.

His cheekbones that were to die for.

His perfectly shaped eyebrows.

His enchanting amber eyes.

His long, thick eyelashes.

His smooth, plump lips.

His luscious, fluffy, well-cared for, healthy, ravenette hair.

My Fiancee, Zayn Malik, yes, the Zayn Malik from One Direction, was the most attractive man in the world. I was shocked that out of the millions of women in the world, he chose me.

I was just a shy Directioner when I met him. It was when his second album with the boys came out, and we met in the most cliche situation ever.

You see, I'm quite clumsy... I trip over my own feet, I trip over nothing, I walk into walls, I stub my toes and elbows as least twice a day, and I've walked full speed into glass screen doors and got either a busted lip or a bloody nose from it.

And having the attention span of a three year old didn't help that.

I bumped into Zayn while carrying a tray of milkshakes that he and the group had ordered when he got up to use the bathroom. Yeah.

There are no words to express how embarrassed I was. Not even one. None. Nada. Zero.

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry!" I squeaked, helping him up, before trying to wipe down his drenched shirt frantically. Suddenly, a gentle hand grasped mine, making me snap out of my nervous trance and look up. Zayn looked at me with a gentle smile and a deep blush on his face, "It's okay, but I don't think that rag with get the ice cream out." He said softly as he chuckled nervously, his voice smooth like honey. "Right, uh, here, let me show you to the bathrooms and you can clean up. I'm so sorry!" I say quickly, grabbing his arm and pulling him off towards the bathrooms.

Oh, God. Yeah, it sucked. But I still somehow ended up getting his number before he left. I don't know how or why, but I was too shocked and flustered to even ask. Until today, of course...

"Zayn?" I called, sitting cross legged on our king sized bed, only wearing a pair of panties and one of his plain white T-shirts. I heard his footsteps approach our opened bedroom door, as he peaked his head out from the master bathroom. "Yeah?" He asked, his voice still not failing to bring butterflies to my stomach even after all these years. "You could have anyone in the whole world, but you chose me. Why?" I asked, making him furrow his brows and give me a strange look.

My fiancé stepped out of the bathroom, flicking off the light on his way out before he moved to sit next to me on the bed. "Are you... Regretting this?" Zayn asked quietly, taking my left hand and gently brushing his thumb over the engagement ring that rested on my ring finger. "No, of course not! I want to spend the rest of my life with you!" I say, cupping his face with my right hand. "Then why are you asking me that? Are you insecure or think that I'm unfaithful?" He asked, looking at me with the most heartbroken eyes I've ever seen.

"No, I... It's just, when we met, I was nothing but a clumsy waitress that worked at a Denny's right next to the subway before I met you. And when I texted your number you instantly asked me out on a date when you could have anyone else in this world. So why would you pick a lowlife like me that spilt milkshakes all over you?" I asked softly, "I'm just curious," I add, making his eyes look less hurt. "You were the first girl I had met in years that didn't want to bombard me with selfies, hugs, and forced kisses on the cheeks or on my lips. You were the first girl who didn't instantly flirt with me or try to get into my pants. You showed me genuine respect and kindness, and my God, you looked so adorable and innocent." He chuckled softly, making me giggle and blush. "And something inside me was like, 'I need to get that girl,' and I did. And I don't regret it, I mean, I think I'm the luckiest man to ever walk the whole earth with a lady like you. You are my one and only, Y/n. My only true love." He said softly before leaning in a gently kissing me.