(Zayn’s P.O.V.)
Right now I am not famous. I’m not a fifth of the worlds biggest boyband. I’m not Zayn Malik from One direction. I’m just Zayn. I’ve been watching her make a fool of herself in the snow for about 45 minutes now. At nineteen years old, she still acts four. That’s probably my favorite thing about her. The way her face lightened when she saw the snow outside of our apartment window this morning. how fast she threw on a scarf and gloves and ran for the door. The way her natural, delicate curls bounced as she jumped, from underneath her beanie. How she’s been working on rolling the snowman’s head for what seems like forever now. A smile creeps on my lips. I can feel it. I start to slowly walk over to her.
“How’s the snowman coming along?” I whisper in a sly tone. I can tell she’s freezing and wants to go inside but determined to finish.
“It’d be better if you helped” She retorted.
I laughed and saw my breath in the air, a reminder of how cold it is. I turn around to peck her on the lips. An innocent sign of affection turns into a greedy desire on my part.
“Let’s go inside love, huh?”
“Zayn, he’s headless!”
“He’s not the one who needs the attention now love” I say, pressing my forming bulge into her leg.
She slightly bites her lip and nods in agreement.
We walk to through the door and our numb lips immediately attach, as if we haven’t seen each other in years. She flings her outerwear on the floor and races off to the bedroom. I chuckle to myself, “What the hell have you started here.” I think as I go to our bedroom. I find her undressing her self with her back to me. I slowly walk up to her and wrap my arms around her waist and she immediately shudders.
“Shh, baby i’ll warm you up” I say as i pepper kisses down the back of her neck and shoulders. I unclasp her bra with my nimble fingers and toss it to the floor, and slowly spin her. “you’re stunning” I say as i kiss between her breasts “as always.”
“just shut up and get naked you fool” She spits back and throws me to the bed. I watch her unbuckle my belt and slowly wiggle my legs out of the jeans. She runs her hands up my torso, causing goosebumps to rise, and continues to take off my t-shirt. We’re left here just looking into each others eyes. Frozen. I can’t move. I couldn’t muster up the courage the beg for her to touch me, to let me touch her. We were frozen. We could’ve stayed like this if my growing erection didn’t hit her inner thigh and cause her to smirk. I kiss her, but this time with the intentions no saint desires. I like her bottom lip in the middle of our kiss, silently asking for entry, and she lets me. We kiss for what seems like hours. I slowly wriggle her panties off of her and make our way to the top of the bed. I kiss her one last time. I look into her eyes, Frozen again. She had powers on me beyond no other. But this time it was urgent and i broke the silence by kissing and nipping at her neck, leaving bruises i hope. And without warning i slip into her. She lets out the hottest moan I’ve ever heard, putting porn stars to shame, along with a string of profanities.
“Fuck baby how do you stay this tight?”
“Maybe you don’t fuck me right?” There it was. She knew exactly what was going to happen next. I lifter her leg above my shoulder and fucked her so fast the head board started leaving dents in the wall.
“You like it like this y/n? Huh?”
“Fuck yes Zayn i’m so close”
“You still think i don’t fuck you good?”
“No, fuck i’m gonna cum”
“Say it, say how good i fuck you”
“Shit, Zayn you fuck me so good. only you. No one could ever fuck me as good as you”
With that i was at the edge.
“Cum with me y/n. I wanna hear you scream my name so the neighbors know who fucks you this good”
“Fuck yes Zayn!”
“On 3. 1..2..3….”
and with that we’re sent into an oblivion of pleasure. Pleasure that only she can cause me, and only i can do for her. I pull out of her and wince after loosing contact. I pull the blanket up to our waist and begin to sing her to sleep. She always ask for me to. I take one look in her eyes right before they shut for the last time that night, and once again, I am frozen. Right now i am not famous, or for even that fact a peasant. I am her’s. Forever frozen in her love.
