Larry Stylinson One Shots

is that a hammer in your pocket? (CBS AU #2) (Ziam)

CBS AU — Comic Book Store AU

AN//  Same 'verse/setting/time as the one-shot before this, except this is about Ziam's night — and it's much more kinky. ;) Enjoy!!

 — Kat Xx

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"Fuck." Zayn throws his head back against Liam's shoulder, turning it when he feels Liam's lips at his neck to give Liam more room. He grinds his hips back harder, liking the way Liam feels half hard like this, pushing forward into Zayn like he does whenever he's actually fucking Zayn.

He's thankful Liam isn't a big fan of drinking because right now, Zayn is already too drunk to hold himself up without wobbling, let alone dance without falling. But, Liam knows Zayn, just like he should—they are engaged after all—and he knows that by now Zayn needs him.

And not just in a sexual way.

But he does need Liam in the sexual way.

Like, preferably soon. Hopefully Louis and Harry get down here to watch the store soon because the moment they do, Zayn is dragging Liam home and, well. He doesn't know what then because he wants everything with Liam but. Still.

The music that's playing is a lot more club-like, and Zayn has a feeling Niall got a hold of Louis' laptop connected to the speakers. Also he really wants Liam's dick in his mouth right now.

And to dance some more.

His brain is all over the place when all he really needs is Liam all over him. And maybe thinking about these things while wearing tights isn't the best because his boner is probably the most obvious thing since he guessed Liam's dick size when they first started dating forever ago, but Zayn doesn't give any fucks right now. He'll probably never see anybody else here tonight again unless they're his closest friends, and if he does everybody—including Zayn—will be too drunk to care.

"Liam," he murmurs, turning around suddenly to kiss him. Already he misses the feel of Liam hard against his arse but Liam's lips are an equal trade, and they make Zayn weak at the knees, pushing against his own like they are. "Want you," he whispers.

Liam's hips dip forward, crashing with Zayn's own, and they both make little noises that are lost in each other's mouths. Zayn can't decide where to grip—Liam's hair, his shoulders, his sweaty biceps and sweaty chest, or his slim hips that he pulls closer to his own. Liam is just so hot and sexy and he kind of wants Liam to bend him over the counter right now, maybe use his tongue a little.

He honestly don't know how much longer he can take of this, and before he changes his mind and demands Liam get his cock out right now, he's turning around and running in the back room. "Watch the store!" he yells behind him, knowing Liam is definitely sober enough to do as told.

The door to Louis' flat isn't locked. He's been up here once when Harry, Niall, and Liam were helping set up a birthday party for Harry's mum (they basically grew up together) and Josh had invited him over when Louis invited Josh. They ended up smoking a bit and eating a shit ton of take out and talking about their favorite comic and characters, so Zayn knows the layout.

He also knows (and is thankful for) that the couch is facing away from the door so when he steps inside the flat and sees Louis' and Harry's heads and shoulders over the back of the couch. He doesn't even want to know, is just thankful that his best friend and not-yet-best friend are quiet (hopefully done) as he yells at them, "You two better be done soon! I wanna dance with Liam but he's still watching the damn store!"

He also has no doubt that they already can guess that he and Liam have already been dancing, it's just that they were behind the counter, and that he's planning on dragging Liam home.