Him (Ziall Horlik) AU

Chapter 12

Niall's POV

Soft kisses being peppered over my back and a heavy weight sitting on my bum brought me from my sleep. I didn't open my eyes, I only became aware that the scruff of someone's bearded was scratching my back as kisses were placed over my back. Strong hands gripped my hips and begin a soft massage there that soon spread up my back to my shoulders. My eyes flutter open but only for a minute because those strong hands begin working on a tense part between my shoulder blades. My eyes rolled back into my head as a soft whine left my mouth.

"Morning, lovely." Zayn's voice whispered roughly in my ear. His hands worked more over my back, making me whine with pleasure from how good this felt. He worked his way drown my back slowly until he was at my bum. He slipped off my boxers and moved off me so he was sitting by my feet.

Zayn's hands worked over my feet then my ankles. He put pressure in all the places that had been put under allot of stress. From my ankles to my knees then my thighs. I felt my blood rushing from my head to my crotch leaving me dizzy and almost breathless. His hands worked the inside of my things and back down to my knees that were shaking a little. He grabbed my bum in both his hands and squeezed, making me whine and press into his hands.

"I want to fuck you so bad, love." Zayn growled to me. I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder to see his light brown eyes full of lust. I sat up slowly even though my body felt so relaxed that I didn't want to move. I slipped into Zayn's lap and looked him in the eyes. My hands lost themselves in his thick black hair.

"I don't have stuff..." I whispered to him. He pouted and pecked my lips a few times, then picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom. I held on to him tightly, forcing myself not to rub against him because I was kind of hard and would enjoy some attention there. He set me down outside the shower then reached in to turn it on. Zayn pulled me into the shower and let the hot water hit his back as he looked at me. A visible shiver ran through him and a soft smile too.

"Hot water feels nice." He chucked to me. I giggled and stepped forward to kiss him. He tangled our fingers together and pulled one hand up to this lips. He spend time kissing each of my fingers. A blush covered my cheeks and I felt any lust leave my body and be replaced with a warm feeling of just wanting to know what makes Zayn go from a horny man to some sweet gentleman kissing my fingers.

We both helped wash each other wash with some soap for longer than necessary and snogged the life out of each other. We were both just enjoying soft moments with each other, which made my heart drop it's guards for Zayn to come in. I saw Zayn was feeling the same thing with his smiles that made his eyes crinkle at the sides and his teeth show.

We both got out of the shower and dried off. Zayn borrowed a shirt of mine and I got dressed in something that I felt comfortable in. I fixed my hair with some gel while Zayn just kind of let his hair hang out the way it was, but he looked perfect to me.

"I already called in sick for work. I don't need to go to my classes because I'm always a head of classes because sometimes I don't like to go so I just use the syllabus to get me by. The tattoo shop only uses me for designs now so I just have to go in and give them some new stuff for the books. You wanted to, like, do stuff together today?" He asked me nervously. I giggled and went over it him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I don't have a show tonight so we can spend a whole day together." I told him, hoping that made him relax a little bit. He leaned down and kissed me slowly for a while until my door was being opened. I looked over and saw Alberto had just walked in.

"Are you two needing to head out somewhere? The other three already started their day by going shopping, out to breakfast and some family stuff. I'm with you both, so make up your minds and I'll be waiting." He told us and went to stand by the door. I was used to not having allot of privacy, but Zayn kept looking over at Alberto and stopped touching me. I grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me.