Zustin - A new start

Thin walls

Justin's POV:

"Zayn these walls are thin as shit so we can't be too loud. My neighbors are going to kill me." I say as Zayn starts pushing me up against a wall, as he has done hundreds of times before, and I like it just as much every time.

"That sounds like a you problem." He says smirking.

"Fuck off and let me fuck you." I say as I change our positions so he's now pressed against the wall, hard.

"Wow our first sex for 6 months, and well our first sex this year and you can't even be a little romantic?" Zayn asks, pretending to be hurt "You know I love your body right? Just they way it is, you're perfect Justin. I really think so, I hate myself for what I said to you." He adds as he runs his fingers across my back, touching every scar.

"You are so beautiful, everything on you is beautiful." He turns me around and now my chest is against the wall. I feel him laying his lips against my shoulder blade and pressing them gently on my skin. He keeps kissing me, every bit of my back gets the most angelic touch I've ever felt. His lips are so gentle and the kisses are soft as feathers. "All of you, I love every single part about you Justin."

"I love you too Zayn. And everything about you. I really can't get into it right now because im gonna cry and lose my hard on but you are the most perfect human being I have ever met, you really are like a work of art and I could never in my whole life, no matter if we got back together or not, find anyone else. No one would ever compare, no one has ever been close." I say and lord and behold I feel my tears streaming down my face.

"Let's make those tears into tears of pleasure." Zayn says. He gets surprised when I pick him up and throw him down on my bed. He takes off his clothes that he dumb enough had put on again. "Get the lube" Zayn tells me

"Fuck I don't know if I have any, I haven't really gotten busy you know so I've never bought any. Wait im gonna check the bathroom." I say rushing away praying to god I will have. I find it, say a quick thanks to god before running out again. I throw the bottle in bed and it accidentally hits Zayns head.

"Ouch what the fuck?" He yells out

"God sorry baby." I laugh a little feeling bad for him. "But let's be honest you kinda like it rough don't you?"

"You're the one who likes it rough, I like to be rough." Zayn says trying to convince me, maybe even himself

"You got a boner when I choked you." I tease as I sit myself on top of him. I put my hand around his throat and press gently. "Won't you look at that, you're hard." I say as I feel his dick growing under me. "I'm hard because you're sitting on top of me not because you're choking me." He says nonchalantly.

"Whatever makes you feel better baby."

"Justin take off your pants I haven't seen it in 6 months I've almost become celibate for gods sake."

I smirk "Ask nicely"

"Take them off before I leave." Zayn demands.

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Zayns POV:

Justin gets off me, and stands up right by the end of the bed as he slowly start unbuttoning his light blue jeans, I look at him impatiently and he start to unzip them, still slowly. I see his white Calvin Klein boxers underneath, barley showing from his pants still being up. "Take them off." I tell him trying not to sound rude but my sexual frustration is almost killing me. He slooooowly pulls them down, and I see all off his boxers now, and how his dick is behind there taking up every centimeter of the fabric making my mouth water. And now he's just standing still, smirking at me with his body that is perfectly sculptured. "You like?" He asks, already knowing the answer. "Yes Justin I like, I fucking love, and I need to see it, I need it inside of me so take those off and get on top off me before I start screaming." I say and I really don't care about how desperate I sound.