I want to be loved by you - Ziam

I Love You

 As for all of you who asked - here is a smutty chapter filled with a bit of ziam sexy time!

And i'm dedicating this chapter to @rj_and_potatoes for saying that she will burn my face with a branding iron... Thanks :D I updated for you! (and all the other lovers of this fic - love you all)

WARNING: this contains BoyxBoy smut - if you dont want to read that, then it's simple - just dont read it!

Liam POV

Zayn had been doing really good at trying not to smoke. It was 3 days since we were with the others and he hadn’t smoked at all! Yesterday he started fidgeting and was complaining of a headache. We just had a rather intense snogging session and he had forgotten all about it.

I was on the way back from the drug store; I had picked up some nicotine patches for Zayn. He looked like he was taking the whole ‘quitting’ thing really seriously, which was good. He probably felt bad about shouting at me and wanted to make it up to me. I headed round to Zayn’s apartment with the patches to help him, forget about the cravings.

I entered Zayn’s home, and was immediately attacked with a hug from the raven haired boy. I gave him the patches and we spent the rest of the afternoon talking, playing video games, cuddling and kissing – the best way to spend our time.

Later that night, both Zayn and I were lying on his bed. We were lying on our backs next to each other, looking up to the ceiling, just talking. We could talk forever about anything and everything just like we always had; being boyfriends didn’t change that.

During a short silence, I leaned over and kissed Zayn; just a peck on the lips. But apparently Zayn wanted more. Just as I started to pull away, he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me down to keep our lips connected. Our lips moved in sync together, starting to pick up the pace. Zayn’s fingers were at the back of my neck, teasing at the bottom of my hairline. He ran his hands up the back of my head, letting my hair run in between his fingers. I let out a soft moan; he knew exactly how to do this. Zayn continued to run his fingers across my scalp, letting his fingers dig in slightly. We had kissed enough times now to know what to do; what be both like and how to make the other moan in pleasure. But just because we had shared many kisses didn’t mean the feeling went away. We never could get bored of this and we would always get that feeling in your stomach when we kissed.

Zayn dragged his lips from mine, moving to my neck. He began placing open mouthed kisses all across my neck, licking and sucking in places, but not enough to make a mark.

His lips were soon at my ear. He gently licked down the side, making me shudder in pleasure. “I love you Li,” Zayn muttered, his warm breath hitting my ear.

“I-I love you too Zayn,” I stuttered out. I could feel him smirk against my skin as he nibbled on my ear lobe gently.

Suddenly, I was aware of the position we were in. Zayn was almost lying on top of me, his hips hanging dangerously close to mine. His hands were either side of my body, holding him up and his face was close above mine. He leaned down ever so slightly and our noses brushed. I nuzzled my nose into his before I lips finally met for the second time. This time, I lost no time before I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, asking for entrance which he gave gladly.

Our tongues brushed against each other repeatedly. I loved the feeling of his rough tongue against mine; it just felt so… right; like there was no one else who I was meant to kiss. I ran my tongue along the back of his teeth and in side of his cheeks, wanting to taste every little bit of him.

I could feel my boxers getting tighter, more restricting, and I knew where this was leading. But surprisingly, I didn’t care. I was actually anticipating the moment more than I would have ever thought.