One Direction Imagines

Dirty Zayn Imagine

I was sitting in the couch, watching Pretty Little Liars, when the front door slammed open, revieling Zayn. I glanced at the clock; 2am. He wasn't drunk, but he had a few drinks.
I stood up from the couch walking over to him, while he took off his coat and shoes.
"Hey..." I said, barely over a whisper. He just glanced up at me, before he backed me up against the wall, pinning my arms over my head.
"I love you, so much! I hope you know that!" He growled, before he slammed his lips on mine. I didn't think, I just kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. Our lips danced and tangled together, his tasting like tequila and shots.
He cupped my thighs, signalizing for me to jump, and I did; wrapping my legs around his waist.
I don't know how, but suddenly I was dropped down on our shared bed. He peeled off his trousers and shirt, revieling his lickable abs. I almost moaned at the sight, and I think he noticed, because he smirked and crawled over me.
"Eager, aren't we?" He said, huskily, his voice turning me on even more. All I could do was nod. He pressed his lips to mine again, picking on the hem of my shirt, before he ripped it open and tossed it on the floor, moving on to my shorts, landing beside my ripped t-shirt.
His lips left mine, but made their way down my jaw to my sweetspot, nibbling on it.
"Mm.. Zayn..." I moaned slightly in his ear.
"Yeah, baby... Tonight the neighbour will know my name..." He moaned huskily back, making my core throb more than I thought was possible. He continued to kiss down my chest, stomach to my dripping core, playing with it. I arched my back, begging him to take it further. He smirked and blew some cold air over it, making me moan loudly.
Suddenly I heard some fabric rip and his dick was slapping up against his stomach. I gasped and used all my will not to jump over him.
"Baby! Can you not tease me tonight?" I moaned out, sitting up right in the bed. He crawled over to me, pressing me further into the head board, just staring in my eyes while his hands fluttered over my sides.
"Kiss me..." I whispered, before he slammed his lips over mine. I pushed him on his back, straddling him. I could feel him smirk over my sudden control. I bucked my hips over his groin and his smirk was replaced my a pleased groan. He rolled us over, placing himself by my enterance, pulling out of the kiss. His eyes met mine, seeking reassurance. I nodded and he thrusted into me. My back arched as a wave of pain stroke through me.
"I'm so sorry baby.. I promise it will be better" He mumbled in my ear, as I adjusted to his size. "Can I move?" He asked carefully, and I nodded. He pulled himself almost all the way out before thrusting inside me again, and the pain was gradually replaced with pleasure.
Our moans and groans was blended together, both of us inching to our climax.
"Mm.. Zayn!! I- I'm close" I moaned out.
"Me too baby! Moan my name!" He groaned out.
"ZAYN!!!" I screamed out as I reached the top.
"FUCK!!!" He groaned at the same time, as he collapsed on top of me.
"That was..."
"Yeah" He finished my unfinished sentence. I turned to look at him with the biggest grin on my face, and pecked him lightly.
"I love you" I breathed out.
"I love you too, sweetcheeks" He smiled and pecked me once more, before I snuggled to his chest. His arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him. We fell asleep, a faint smile playing on both of us.

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Well hello again Fairies! I was really bored without internet or the chance to write on The Project yesterday, so I wrote a dirty Zayn imagine for you guys!
Let me know what you think about my first really dirty imagine, and get it to 30 votes and I'll maybe write a new dirty one ;)

Live Love Laugh <3
~J