Snow Boy [Zarry]

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"P-Please let me go." Harry whimpered, his cock so hard it hurt.

He could barely keep himself up anymore.

His legs felt so weak, and sweat was forming on his forehead, and the back of his neck.

His face, neck, and chest were flushed, while his lips stayed parted as he fought to breathe normally.

Harry was hovering over Zayn's face, while Zayn licked him into insanity.

Zayn had Harry's hands tied tight behind his back so he couldn't touch himself, and Harry wanted to scream.

"I can't do it." Harry whimpered, knowing with one touch he would cum.

Zayn breathed against his hole, slowly licking back into it and making Harry's legs tremble.

Harry moaned loudly, coming so close to his orgasm that for a moment, he thought he was there.

But he wasn't.

"Fuck." He huffed, trying to untie his wrists.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Zayn smacked his thigh as a sign for him to stop, but that turned Harry on even more.

"Please touch me daddy." He begged, whining a bit.

"Fine, I'll touch you." Zayn said, repositioning them so Harry's chest was flat on the bed but his ass was in the air.

Harry turned his head so he could breathe, biting his swollen lower lip.

Zayn raised his hand, leaving a stinging smack on Harry's bum.

He groaned loudly, liking the pain.

"Is there anything I can do that doesn't turn you on? Anything to properly punish you for teasing daddy?" Zayn asked, giving his bum one more good smack before he covered three fingers in lube and began to finger Harry.

"No, n-no, please....I'll be good daddy, I'll be your good baby boy, please," Harry begged, so close yet again.

"I don't know...." Zayn trailed off, smirking as he teased Harry's prostate.

Zayn noticed his expression, realizing Harry would cum if he didn't stop.

So, of course, he did.

"Tell me more." Zayn decided, playing with Harry's hair using his other hand.

"Zayn I-"

He suddenly grabbed Harry's curls, tugging hard to get his attention. "You know what to call me, baby boy. You know better." Zayn warned.

"I'm sorry daddy." Harry halfway moaned, the feeling of Zayn pulling his hair turning him on even more.

"Tell me how good you're gonna be from now on baby." Zayn said, keeping his grip on Harry's hair while he slowly pushed his fingers back in, pumping them.

"So good. So good for you daddy." Harry breathed, getting close again.

"Please don't stop I'll be so good." He whimpered.

Zayn smirked again, pumping deeper, and harder.

Harry let out another groan, getting louder as he finally came.

"Good boy." Zayn said as Harry shuddered from the good feeling.

"Your good boy." He huffed.

Zayn helped him sit back up, kissing his lips tenderly and looking into his eyes.

"That's right, kitten."
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The next evening, Zayn and Harry returned to the spot up on the hill where they had their first date after spending the day driving around so Harry could take pictures.