How Deep Is Your Love [ ziallsmut ]

Jealous zayn

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This one is from tumblr, surprise!! All credits for writer, i'm not sure but : 1dminifics ?

Enjoy!:)

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Even though everybody found it hard to believe, Zayn was the possessive type.
When Niall cuddled close to Harry or touched Liam's back distractedly or smiled that eye-crinkling smile at Louis, Zayn fucking exploded. He was his and nobody else's, but he had to keep in check because it was them and not some random idiot. Zayn knew he had nothing to get angry or jealous about, he really did. But there was this feeling that coursed through his veins whenever he saw Niall's hands touch other skin or eyed somebody else that wasn't him. It drove him nuts, and he felt electrified, and not in the good way.

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So when Zayn did have Niall all to himself he made it... Well, a little bit interesting.
"C'mon, Babe. Don't tease," Niall breathed, tightly shutting his eyes.
Zayn smiled and gave another kitten lick at the head of Niall's hard cock, making it twitch in frustration. "You tease me every day and every night," Zayn spat, but he was smiling. "A little foreplay won't hurt you."
He pressed the flat of his tongue along a thick vein that sat proudly at one side of Niall's cock, and he whimpered. "Please, Daddy?" He moaned in an innocent voice and Zayn sat upright immediately, his eyes wide and mouth slack. Oh, he didn't just do that. Niall knew exactly what that did to him. "I've been very naughty, right? I deserve to be punished. I need a good couple slaps in the arse, yeah?" He moved his hips, which were underneath Zayn's, and the friction made him close his eyes and groan. "Please don't be mad at me, Daddy, I promise I'll be good," Niall's eyes were almost two shades darker, the thin ring of sky blue almost disappearing in all the black lust that clouded his eyes. "Please don't spank me and fuck me hard into the bed, because I won't be able to take it. Your dick is so big, Daddy, my body won't be able to handle it." He parted his lips a bit, those full, plump and red lips and moaned huskily, his voice thick from coming deep down his throat and, with that, something inside Zayn snapped.
He grabbed both of Niall's wrists and pinned them on the bed above his head, grinding his cock hard on Niall's, earning groans and sighs from his boyfriend.
"I'm sorry, Baby," Zayn said drily, looking directly to the Irish boy's eyes. "I'm gonna have to punish you, because you've been a bad boy." He towered over Niall, all messy brown hair and dark, deep brown eyes. "And do you know what happens to bad boys?" he whispered right in Niall's ear.
He bit back a moan.
"What, Daddy?"
"They get fucked hard into the mattress." He emphasized his promise with a hard thrust of his hips, pinning Niall hard against the bed.
Niall whined, half-heartedly.
"No, Daddy, please don't," he pleaded, shaking his head no. "I don't wanna get hurt, Daddy. I'll be good, I promise."
Zayn was moving a little bit faster now, the delicious friction shooting up his spine and making him shiver.
"You need to learn how to behave," he told him, sorrowfully. "You need to learn how to be a good boy." He bent over and nipped at Niall's neck, and his boyfriend instantly threw his head back, giving the dark-skinned boy more access. "It's for your own good, Baby. Will you be a good boy tonight?"
Niall whimpered, bucking his hips up to meet Zayn's hard thrusts and moaned loudly.
"Yes, Daddy. I'll be a good boy for you tonight," he breathed, pulling at the hem of Zayn's shirt and taking it off quickly. He looked at him with pleading eyes because, unlike the words he previously said, he really wanted this.
Zayn unbuttoned Niall's chinos and painfully slow undid the fly. Niall was bucking up to his touch and Zayn had to pin him down by the hips to make him stay in place.
"A tad eager, are we, Baby?" he said cheekily, and Niall blushed furiously. Finally, Zayn took off his pants, along with his boxers, freeing Niall's hard cock against his stomach. He groaned and knitted his brows together as the cold air of the room hit his hot member.
"Fuck, Ni. You're so hot like this..." Zayn murmured under his breath, undoing his own pants and pulling them off with his boxers too. He was just as eager as Niall was. He hovered over him again, pressing his lips to his boyfriend's and kissing him hot and heavy. They could hardly breathe, but they didn't care, and they didn't break apart until Zayn moved over to reach the lube.
"Daddy..." Niall said, panting.
"Yeah, Baby?"
"Hurry up, Daddy. I'm hot and I just want to get fucked hard. C'mon, teach me my lesson now, I'm ready." He wriggled his ass towards Zayn, and he choked with his own spit, trying to dash over to where his boyfriend was as fast as he could.
Finally finding the items he was looking for, he almost ran to where Niall was and immediately coated his fingers, lifting his boyfriend's ankles up with one hand and massaging the tight ring of muscle that was right under his balls.
"Ah, ah, Daddy!" Niall groaned, already pushing back on Zayn's fingers. "Don't tease me, Daddy, c'mon, punish me already, I'm ready!"
Zayn slapped Niall's ass cheek one time, shutting him up. He moaned louder, throwing his head back into the pillow and, meanwhile, Zayn shoved another finger inside him, beginning the scissoring motion.
"Fuckfuckfuck," Niall cursed, and that earned him another slap in the bum.
"No swearing!" Zayn scolded, scissoring him open one, two, three times. "Good boys don't swear and you promised that you'd be a good boy for me tonight, Baby."
"Ah, ah-"
The Irish boy wriggled under the British's attentions. "Yes, Daddy. No swearing. I'm sorry, Daddy. Please fuck me already," he pleaded.
Zayn didn't obey, though, Niall was still so, so tight and a part of him begged him to fuck Niall senseless just like that, but the sane part (which was the majority of him, surprisingly) told him to just keep stretching him. That it was worth the wait and, plus, he wouldn't do anything to hurt his babe-to hurt Niall.
Finally having worked him up to three fingers, Zayn rolled on the condom onto his rock-hard cock and applied a generous amount of lube.
He bent over, overlooking at Niall once again, staring straight into his eyes.
"Daddy, please," he breathed, snaking his slender arms around Zayn's neck.
He placed himself at Niall's entrance and rubbed the head of his cock at his ass. But Niall, smartly and desperate enough, pushed himself so hard that he made Zayn enter him in one quick motion.
"Ahh-SHIT!" He screamed in relief, starting to move his hips.
Zayn pulled at his hair lightly with one hand and restrained his hips against the bed with another.
"What did I say about swearing?" He reprimanded.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I won't do it again, I promise, I-" His boyfriend shut him up with a hard thrust of his hips.
"You're not being a good boy," he said, withdrawing himself from inside his boyfriend entirely and pushing inside him again. "You're being naughty, and you know already what happens to naughty boys."
Zayn snapped his hips, starting a fast pace, the skin slapping skin filling up the room.
"Oh my God, Daddy." Niall's voice was barely above a whisper, and Zayn had to lean in a little bit to hear him entirely. "Oh my God, yes. Yes, yes, yes! Like that Daddy, fuck me hard. Make me learn my lesson, c'mon!"
Zayn's jaw hanged slack at Niall's words, but his pace never faltered and, angling his hips a little bit differently, he made his boyfriend scream in ecstasy.
"ZaynZaynZayn!" He chanted, his beautiful face blissed and his blush extending all the way to his chest and shoulders. "Do that again, Daddy. Fuck that ass like you mean it. Fuck me hard and fast, Daddy!"
"Fuck, Ni!" Zayn was hypnotized. He couldn't take his eyes off Niall's lips, which opened and closed as he said words that drove his boyfriend mad, making him penetrate him faster and harder than he ever dared to. "You're so hot, Baby. So, so, so amazingly hot."
He ran a hand through Niall's messed up hair and used it to guide his head near his, close enough so he could bite and lick his lips, then kissing him slow and passionate.
Niall's hips were pushing back against Zayn's, making the sound of skin slapping skin even louder.
"I'm going to come, Daddy," he warned, his nails racking down Zayn's back painlessly. "I'm going to come so hard, so hard, Daddy."
Zayn started moving faster (much to Niall's surprise), grabbing both of his ankles and holding them above his own head, making his knees touch his own chest, the new position making the Irish boy shiver and fist the sheets.
"Come, Baby," Zayn said, his eyes hooded and he watched how Niall bitted his lower lip to try and not scream and wake the whole neighborhood up. "I want you to come so hard you see stars and black out from having my big, fat cock in you."
"Fuck yeah!" Niall retorted, his voice raw and rough. "Touch me, Daddy. I want to come all over your hand. I want you to lick your hand clean when I'm finished."
And Zayn obeyed, because it was impossible to resist at this point.
Niall was so incredibly hot he wondered how the hell he couldn't fuck him senseless every minute and hour of the day.
And, when he opened his bright, blue eyes, Zayn started to twist his knuckle and to simultaneously graze the tip of his leaking cock with his thumb in time with his thrusts.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Just like that, Daddy. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come so hard." And, with that, he did.
His seed spurted onto Zayn's hand and his own chest, staining it white. He saw spots of white and black claw onto the edges of his vision, blurring it momentarily and he almost forgot how to breathe, because he was screaming Zayn's name.
He clenched so tightly around Zayn that he instantly went faster, not being able to get enough of the heat, the tightness and the wetness of it all.
He shot ribbons of white inside Niall, who was still so blissed out to notice anything.
Zayn rode out both of their incredible orgasms more slowly, finally getting out of Niall and falling flat to his boyfriend's side, panting and sweating.
"Trouble catching your breath?" He teased, without any air himself.
Zayn laughed huskily, nodding. "Yeah." Then, a pause where the only thing you could hear were the frantic heartbeats of both of the boys and their respective breathlessness. "But holy crap, Ni. That was amazing."
Niall agreed immediately, shaking his head, because yeah, nobody ever fucked him like that before and he was sure nobody would ever.
"I so need to use the Daddy thing more often," he decided then, rolling onto his side and snuggling close to Zayn like he was some kind of huge kitten. Zayn smiled sweetly before he flung an arm around Niall's shoulder and hugged him closer, tightly to his side.
"You do," he said, pressing his lips to his boyfriend's sweaty forehead. "Hope I really didn't hurt you back then, though?"
Niall laughed sarcastically and rolled his eyes, tilting his head up to look at Zayn's worried eyes.
"You didn't," he assured him. "But I love it when you're rough like that. All manly and just... So fucking hot."
Zayn smiled timidly at him, not wanting Niall to know how mad he got when he saw somebody else touching him, so he just leaned and kissed him languidly.
"I love you, Babe." he declared finally.
"I love you, too, Zayn." And, with that, both of them fell asleep.