Global POV
Shirt widely opened, hands standing on the work surface, Niall got ways of shivers.
Zayn: What do you think of it ?
Zayn had whispered that with all sensuality he's got. For respond, Niall placed the back of his head on Zayn's big shoulders. Zayn's hand was stroking Niall's abs who breaths heavily.
Niall couldn't stand it so he turns to face Zayn who cups his face and joins their lips slowly.
Their kisses fired as their tangues waltzed. Zayn's hands slided of Niall's chest to his bumb, pressed it and grabbed it. Niall moaned in the kiss during Zayn put him on the counter and kiss hardly his neck.
Niall: Z-zayn... Please...pleease ... Not here...
Zayn: Don't worry baby ...
Zayn grabbed his lover's legs who put his arms around the mixed-race's neck, kissing him.
They were going into Zayn's bedroom.
Zayn let Niall fall on the bed and removed his own T-shirt. Niall was watching him with feverish eyes, moaning Zayn's name.
Zayn: I love when you say my name.
He took off Niall's shirt which was a little wet by the way.
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I'm trying to post the entire smut tonight ~ yolo
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The Maid Cliché - Ziall
FanfictionThis is a ziall fiction, which comes from my mind. Warning ! This is an English fiction written by a French girl, so please be clement. This is my first fiction I've wrote quite a long time ago, Zayn was still member of the band. The story is quite...
