ZIAM one shots

Dance With The Devil

Summary:

Looking to relax after a long day at work, Liam gets a little more than he bargained for when he decides to dance with the hot guy he spots across the room.

(Okay, so I suck at summaries. Basically this is pure porn with very little plot.)

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It had been hard to make an excuse why he couldn't stay late at work for the fifth day in a row, but as Liam slid onto a stool in front of the bar, the heavy bass thumping in his ears, it was worth the dirty look he'd gotten from his boss as he left. He needed more than he could say to just relax and unwind this weekend before he had to return to the same bullshit he'd been dealing with for months. He needed a vacation. And even more than that, he needed to release some tension, blow off steam. It had been a long time since he had been so stressed that he felt the need to play with anyone else, but tonight he wanted to just once feel someone up against him, even through his clothes. He signaled the bartender for a drink and looked around the room. There were a lot of prospects. He gave the guy a few stools down from him a hard look, but Liam didn't feel like having a conversation. He wanted to dance. He could see the bodies entangled together in the distance and wanted that for himself. It was perfect, rub against someone for a song or two, have a few drinks, go home to have a nice wank to some new material for a change. It was exactly what he needed.

Liam finished off his drink and ordered another. He inspected the dancers across the room, looking for one that he liked. And then he saw him. One glance was all it took for Liam to know that this was the one. He couldn't help the thoughts that chased themselves through his mind as he watched the lithe frame of the temptation across the room. And that was exactly why he was here, to be tempted, to flirt with the line. Already he could feel the arousal start to pool in his stomach as he watched the boy move. Liam took him in slowly. His dark hair was cut short but long enough on top that Liam imagined that it would be soft as he ran his fingers through it. His fingers clenched together at the mere thought. And his eyes travelled lower to take in the way the lad's hips swayed along to the beat, his jeans hanging so long on his hips that Liam could see the sharp 'v' that was visible as he moved. Yeah, Liam wanted him; he was the one. He could already imagine all the things he would picture doing to this one once he got home tonight.

Liam drained the last of his drink and eased off his barstool. With single minded determination, he wound his way through the crowd until he came within inches of his prey. Sweat glistened on his bare back as he danced, his pants continuing to ride low enough that it was increasingly obvious that he had forgone wearing any underwear under them. Liam stifled his groan as he moved forward to press himself against the dancer and attempted to sync the movement of their hips. The lad's dark hair tickled Liam's face as he pressed back against him. Liam wrapped a hand around his waist, pulling him even closer as the swell of his partner's ass rubbed against his growing problem. He took in the body pressed against him, running a hand along the lightly defined muscles on the boy's stomach, easing up his chest to brush across one of his nipples. A soft moan went unheard as the dancer ground against the body behind him. Liam leaned down to whisper in his partner's ear. "I'm Liam," he said. As the music changed Liam caught a glimpse of a swatch of dark hair visible just above the waistband of the boy's pants before his partner began to slip away.

Liam prepared to tighten his hold and pull him back against him when the boy simply turned around to face him. He was even more beautiful up close, but he also looked much younger than Liam had expected. "I'm Zayn," the boy whispered, leaning in until his lips brushed against the shell of Liam's ear. It sent a chill down his spine.

He took a moment to take the boy in then leaned forward to returned the favor as people danced around them. "Are you even old enough to be in here?" he asked.