Son of Lucifer

7// Pact With the Devil

PREPARE FOR SOME TERRIBLE SMUT--NEVER STOP WRITING SMUT FOR TWO YEARS KIDS. 

...wow even editing this two years later still makes me cringe..

The two boys were back at the apartment within a few minutes, lustful kissed were shared while their judgement got clouded more. The blonde was pressed up against the wall, shamelessly moaning the other lad's name. Zayn knows he shouldn't sleep with Niall but something about the younger lad made him feel safe--wanted even. The pair messily kissed as a muffled jump left Zayn's lips, Niall complied and wrapped his legs around the boys hips, hands going up to his black hair. Before his mind could process what was actually happening, he was dropped onto navy sheets and pushed back.

The cool sheets felt nice against his heated skin and the feeling of the older male's hands roaming over his body made him quiver beneath his touch. The thick lump in his throat grew more as Zayn's hands found their way under his sweater and lightly pinching at Niall's side's making the blonde bite down on his lip softly. Niall whimpered from the loss of Zayn's lips on his as he pulled back and stood at the edge of the bed pulling his own shirt off.

'Holy shit' Niall mumbled to himself as he was quickly rid of his own sweater and shoes that were soon discarded somewhere on the floor. Niall's breathing hitched as Zayn kneels between his spread thighs and attached his lips to the base of his neck lightly sucking on his paler skin. Niall couldn't help but just pathetically wither beneath Zayn as his lips ghosted around his neck and ears. Zayn, on the other hand was enjoying this; he was enjoying making his baby fall apart beneath him with just simple kisses and hand motions.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Zayn asked, his voice was deep and lustful, maybe even charming. His hands are on either side of the blondes head and he teased the younger lad by lightly pressing his hips against the others. Niall inaudibly said something Zayn couldn't catch and smirked, continuing to tease.

"What was that baby?" Zayn teased slowly trailing his cold hand down Niall's torso, raising small goosebumps on his fair skin. Zayn started playing with the pink buds before lapping his tongue over them, making the younger moan.

"Don't mumble." He smirked grabbing on Niall's jean clad member. The lump in his throat just seems to have gotten bigger again or Niall couldn't breathe. All he knew was that the room was getting too hot too fast.

"Anything, just make me yours." Niall really didn't care if he's only known the guy for two, maybe three days  but he was certain about his feelings and how fast he wanted this relationship to go. He got a rush of courage and flipped the position, straddling the older male, ridding him of his clothes. Niall couldn't help but moan loudly into the others mouth as he moved his hips against Zayn's for some much needed friction.

"Off." Zayn whispered against Niall's lips as he worked on undoing the blonde's jeans. Zayn quickly dominated the situation again and flipped Niall onto his back and stood at the end of the bed himself tugging off the jeans.

"You've done this before right?" Zayn stupidity asked and Niall nodded. Sure he's had his fair share in sexual situations but something about Zayn made him feel pure again. To say he was nervous was a damn understatement.

Niall couldn't help but grasp the bed sheets again as Zayn continually nipped and blew on the small blotches on his inner thighs. His small whimpers influenced Zayn to move and pull off the remainder of the blondes clothes, leaving him fully exposed.

"Relax baby." He whispered and Niall did; he let himself go and let Zayn take this entire situation in own hands. He sucked in a moan and arched his back as soon as Zayn started working on his length, slowly bringing him into his warm mouth. Niall could feel his chest and face getting hotter by the second as Zayn continually bobbed his head, one hand holding down Niall's hips from thrusting upwards while the other worked his backside opening him up.

"So close." Niall whispered altering the older male; he pulled back with a pop and wiped off the sides of his mouth with the back of his hands, taking his own jeans and boxers off in one swift movement. He older stayed in-between his legs and kept loosening him up wit his fingers as Niall begged to be filled. 

"Ride me." Niall nodded as Zayn kissed him and maneuvered around each other. Soon enough Zayn was leaning against the headboard with Niall positioning himself above him. The blonde placed his hands on either shoulder of the older male, lowering himself onto his longer and thicker length. Both moaned to themselves as they got situated and Niall began to move his hips.

Niall started slow, savoring every moment as he moved his hips in a figure eight and placed his hands on Zayn's thighs, making him leaning back slightly.

"Just like that baby." Zayn moaned grabbing onto Niall's paler hips encouraging him to continue. He started to pick up a rhythm and speed wanting to feel Zayn hit that small bundle of nerves deep within him. Niall was a moaning mess when Zayn picked up the speed, thrusting upwards causing him to arch his back. The only sounds heard we're heavy pants and moans in unison with the creaking of the bed and the headboard softly hitting the wall.

"So close." Niall half moaned, half shouted as he sloppily kept up the quickening speed of Zayn's needy thrusts. Niall instantly felt like jelly as he came, Zayn came shortly afterwards as Niall rested his head on Zayn's shoulder, both of their breaths coming out in short pants.

Zayn quickly flipped them over, pulled out which caused the blonde to lowly moan from the loss of being filled and he began to clean his baby up, lapping his tongue over his stomach.

"Stay the night." Zayn whispered leaning down to kiss Niall's lips.

"Okay."

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Not my best work if we're being honest here. Like I'm so disappointed, I literally want to sit in a full bath tub and tell friend to throw a radio in it.