Sacrilegious {ziall}

Death Wish

Niall woke up cocooned in blankets, his eyes red and puffy. He looked around the room, startled when he noticed Zayn, leaning against the wall, watching him closely. The blond sat up, swallowing thickly, and he was surprised when zayn was next to him within seconds. "good morning, princess." he said softly, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "how are you feeling? Is anything broken?" he asked, sounding completely concerned. Niall swatted at him before leaning against his chest, keeping quiet for a while.

"I'm fine, honest." he whispered, looking up at him. "I'm sorry." he added a second later. "you probably don't really want me here. I mean not on a permanent basis. Not every night...and here I am...and..." he sighed, squeezing his eyes shut, and zayn shook his head.

"you're being an idiot." he said, frowning at him. "I love having you here. You're a little ray of beautiful sunshine." he said with a straight face. "and here you are. And y'know, that means more kissing, and more arguing about my bad habits, and I will praise your god if I get to see you naked more often because Jesus Christ, you are a stunner, Niall Horan." he said, chuckling. "and right now you're bruised up and swollen and it looks like it hurts. And I wish that I could make you feel better." he said with a smile.

Niall smiled at him, biting his lip and flushing bright red. " stop it." he said. "stop it right now or I'll hit you." he said, leaning up to kiss at his jaw, scrunching his nose up because zayn was stubbly and it scratched at his lips. "you're quite sexy, did you know that?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I believe you've informed me a couple of times." he said, smirking. "so. It's just me and you, beautiful boy. And i'm going to kiss you." he said with a chuckle, and the younger boy just nodded, leaning in slowly, his body at an awkward angle. He scrunched up his nose, moving to his knees and squeaking in surprise when Zayn pulled him onto his lap. Niall blushed, smiling at him sheepishly. "okay." he said softly.

Zayn was kissing him then, no slow build up. Niall's hands found there way to the hair at the nape of his neck, and he hummed softly, closing his eyes. Zayn tasted of smoke and cinnamon, and it was the most pleasant thing he could have ever imagined. Zayn was assertive and gentle at the same time, his stubble rubbing against the blond's cheek, their noses bumping a couple times.

A minute later, Niall pulled back to breathe, his eyes still shut. "you're such a good kisser. Fuck, Zayn." he said with a breathless chuckle. "you make me crazy." he added, opening his eyes to see Zayn staring back at him, his pupils dilated, his face intense.

It caught Niall offgaurd, his eyes widening.

They stared at eachother for what seemed like ions before Niall went to move off of Zayn's lap, flushing red when Zayn's fingers tightened on his waist. "no." he said slowly, shaking his head. "I have you right where I want you." he said, chuckling, rubbing circles on his hipbones.

Niall let out a shaky breath, hiding his face in Zayn's neck. "stop." he whined, nuzzling at his warm skin, and Zayn shook his head. "never." he said, kissing the top of Niall's head. "did you know that you are absolutely stunning?" he asked, and Niall rolled his eyes, pushing away to get off of Zayn's lap again. "stop." he repeated, giving Zayn a look.

"if you keep looking at me like that, I will not be able to control myself." he said seriously. Niall frowned, cocking his head to the side. "how do you mean?" he asked, reaching out to touch Zayn's cheek and in less then a second, Zayn was there, straddling him.

"Niall, you are irresistible. I want you so bad. I want to taste you. And to feel you. And to be inside of you, but I know you're not ready for that. And I respect you and your boundaries, but if you keep looking at me like that, I will get impatient." he said, causing Niall to be speechless and red and embarrassed.