Global POV
After shirt, Zayn removed Niall's socks, pants, for finally stood in front of his cock.
Niall: Pl-ease... Hu-m Zayn kiss me ...
Zayn grabbed his neck, kissing him harder while Niall gently scratched Zayn's back. After few minutes of kissing, they quickly separated to breath, and Zayn kissed his neck, his chest, his nipples, living hickies and red love marks on Niall's body, until he arrived on his underwear. Zayn wanted Niall to fell pleasure today, Zayn already got satisfaction of being with the one who he couldn't stop thinking about since the day he entered in his room. He pulled down Niall's trunk as his length break free. Zayn looked at Niall with desire.
Niall: What are you doi- Oh ! Zaynnn...
Zayn didn't wait the end of the sentence to suck it. He was doing slow up and down. Niall couldn't help it but moan as Zayn went faster. Niall was now screaming.
Niall: Oh gosh !! Za-ahn ... I'm gonna ...
Niall came into Zayn's mouth, who swallowed it all, and breath heavily. Zayn placed them between the sheets and cuddled Niall who's on his chest as they fall asleep, without knowing what would happen next.
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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...
