C8~ Once Again

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Niall's Pov

"Do you think you could show me what I did last night .

Oh my . That caught me off guard ... majorly .                                                                          "Well um a I-I don't know ." I stuttered out . Oh what have I got myself into . I stumbled a bit so I caught my balance with the wall . Flashes of the memory took over my head . 

He stood up and stretched . He adjusted his shaft with his hand . As soon as his shaft and hand made contact , he shivered . 

"It's just like some type of tension built inside of me I don't know what it is . It's so frustrating . I don't know what's wrong with me , It's like something is missing something I really need . But I don't know what it is .' Whispered Zayn.

If I'm not mistaken I would say he's sexually frustrated . I'm so guilty . This situation makes me want to explode . Explode in a good way of course . 

I looked out of the large window to see the billions of stars .

"Come on , lay with me . " I whispered softly to Zayn. He crept under the cover , so did I . I took deep breaths . I made a bold move . I felt his hard member . I heard his large intake of breath. 

My hand crept around under the cover it soon landed at it's destenation . I felt the hard bulge . 

"Take it off ." I said while still looking at the cealling . I felt the bed move slightly . After waiting a while , I put my hand hand on him and felt his bare thigh . I searched untill I found his shaft . I griiped it ever so softly . 

I turned my head to see him with his eyes scrunched up . 

"Look at me ." I whispered softly , He fought to open his eyes . I started to stroke him at a medium-slow pace .

"Um N-Niall " Zayn whimpered out . 

"Yes ." I said 

" Could you take off y-yours too ?" He said shamefully . I didn't answer him . In one swift movement my underwear was on the floor . I started stroking again .

"Mm , Daddy that feels really good ." Zayn moaned out . This time I didn't hold back my moan. I felt him twitch in my hand at this action . This escalated so much . One second I am on my back stroking him . Next I'm in between his legs sucking at his inner thighs .

His loud whines and moans filled the room . I licked up his co*k slowly and flicked my tounge over his tip earning a loud and what most would call a pathetic moan but I thought it was absolutely amazing . It was borderline a high pitched moan . They were long and drawn out also . 

I took him in my mouth and started humming . He shoved his self into my mouth harshly .A low growl came from his throat . This aggressiveness turned me on so much . The guilt turned me on more also .

I was so caught in the moment . This pleasure is so right but so wrong . I can only see white . Why am I feeling pleasure? "N-Niall it hurts ." I was snapped out of my pleasurable trance .

"W-what? ' I asked . Wait , what am I thrusting into . Oh my god . It's Zayn . Why . Why did I do this . I just took his innocence . "Ow." I heard him whisper

 "Z-Zayn I-I I am so sorry I j-just -ugh." I pulled out of him and pulled on my underpants. I rushed towards the door . I looked back and the sight kind of scared me . Zayn starred back at me with an emotionless face . I saw tears falling from his eyes . I was about to say something but I just left . Once again.

*Zayn Pov

He looked as if e were going to say somthing . When he closed the door I whispred .

"I'm used to it ."

I can't do this anymore . He left me here . He took the last thing I had to give and just left me here all vulnerable . I feel like sh- you know what i'll say it . I feel like shit ! I started punching the walls and screaming loudly . 

"FUCK YOU NIALL !!! FUCK YOU !! I HATE YOU SO MU-much" I sreamed out and my voice broke at the end . I heard him slam the door . He has some nerve .

Niall's Pov

"FUCK YOU NIALL !!! FUCK YOU !! I HATE YOU SO MU-much" He screamed loudly . I really messed up . He said he hates me . Zayn never curses what have I done . I shut the door forcefully . All of the banging and screaming was making the guilt all too muh to handle .

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