Fuck Buddies (Narry Storan)

Chapter 21 (!)

Chapter 21 (!)

*Author's P.O.V*

Harry lets out a pleasurable sigh as Zayn brings his head down to leave hickies along his neck and collarbone. His stomach tingles, feeling his crotch grind into his slowly. This pace is something that he has never felt, but he's loving every minute of it. This pace would be considered love making. Just as he's about to start thinking about it deeply, he feels Zayn pull away from him. He watches him reach into the dresser for some lube. He uses this time to take off his boxers with Zayn doing the same. He then throws the duvets on top of them as the hazel eye male pop open the lube cap. He mentally awes as he warms up the lube before his hand disappear inbetween their body.

After the prep, he feels him slowly make his way inside of him. A grunt leaves his mouth at the slight sting, making Zayn stop, thinking that he hurt him. He shakes his head quickly to let him know that he is fine. Zayn nods his head before he starts to slowly move his hips back and forward. The moment he does, he feels Harry grab his biceps. He takes that as a good sigh as he thrusts hard while still making sure he is slow. He can't believe that he has been missing out on this. He knows that sex isn't everything, but sometimes the temptation hits him hard. Ten minutes later, he feels that he is very close to his orgasm. He doesn't know if Harry may be comfortable with him releasing his semen inside of him, so he figures he would ask.

"Do you mind if I orgasm inside of you?" Zayn asks, trying to hold himself off a little longer.

"Go ahead." Harry answers with a breathy laugh.

As if on cue, Zayn orgasm with a deep moan. He stops all his movements, which only makes him feel just how intense it is. He closes his eyes tightly while biting his bottom lip hard. This feeling is way different from a blowjob or handjob orgasm. This one is definitely better, in his opinion. He rides out the rest of orgasm feeling Harry dig his nails into his biceps all of a sudden. He opens his eyes to find out why that happened. The sight he sees will forever be drilled into his memory. Harry has his eyes close tightly with his head thrown back as he moans loudly. That's all the information he needs to know that he is having his orgasm. He definitely won't mind seeing and hearing that for the rest of his life.

He feels a little bit sad because other people had the chance to see and hear this. He knows he shouldn't be feeling like this way, but he can't help himself. He just wants to have so many firsts with Harry, but he knows that's going to be tough since he had a lot of exs. God, he's so whipped. It's only been a month and like two weeks. He doesn't care. After a few seconds, he pulls out, and he has to admit that it is the strangest feeling. He gives Harry a quick kiss, which makes both of them smile. He rolls off of him as they both start to breathe heavily. He rests one arm behind his head with the other laying on his stomach. A quiet laugh leaves his mouth when Harry snuggles close to his side with his arm drape over his stomach.

"That was amazing. You were amazing." Harry states with his chin resting on Zayn's chest.

"I could say the same thing about you. Thanks for that experience. I don't think I would have wanted it with anyone else but you." Zayn replies, causing Harry to blush deeply.

He doesn't think he has ever blushed this hard in his entire life. He wants to hide his face so Zayn won't see, but he knows it's too late. That sentence is like a big thing to him. Most people regret who they have their first time with or hate how terrible it was. He knows he feels hate and regert about his. His ex was in a rush, and he didn't last long either. They did it in on a small twin size bed in a very hot room for crying out loud. He feels as though he deserves an award for that. The two of them stay cuddled together with them both mentally agreeing that they will wake up tomorrow to clean up. They turn on the television to a thriller movie. Ten minutes into the movie, they both fall asleep.

Harry wakes up the next morning to the birds singing loudly outside the window. He yawns then rolls over to feel that his boyfriend is gone. He can't think of where he might be since he hears pots and pans clinging together. He gets out of bed and then makes his way to the bathroom. Once he's inside, he uses the toliet and then looks at himself in the mirror. His eyes grow wide, seeing that the hickies on him almost form a perfect heart. This makes him curious to know if Zayn did that on purpose or not. If he did, then he wanted to drag him to the nearest court house and get married because that's way too sweet. He knows that for someone to do that, it must require a shit ton of skill. He honestly wouldn't be surprised if he did do that on purpose.

After showering, brushing his teeth, and getting dressed, he makes his way to the kitchen. On his way there, he notices that their dishes are clean and the smell of the woods fill the house. He enters the kitchen to see that Zayn is shirtless with his back muscles flexing as he cooks and cleans. The scratches on his back make Harry walk over to him, then run his fingers along them softly. That causes him to jump and then turn around quickly. He relaxes, though, when he sees that it's his boyfriend. He kisses him with a soft pat on the butt before going back to the food. Harry decides to help out a little so he pours them a cup of orange juice.

"You should be my little helper in the kitchen all the time." Zayn suggests as he wipes away the little bit of sweat near his hairline.

"As long as I'm rewarded for it, then I would happily be your little helper." Harry responds with a wink.

"Consider yourself hired then." Zayn says, turning off the oven.

"What are you surprising me with today, my perfect boyfriend?" Harry questions, leaning against the island with a yawn.

"I have prepared dice sweet potatoes with a sunny side up egg on top and with slices of avocado on top of that." Zayn explains, sliding the plate to him.

"Is there anything you aren't good at?" Harry asks, grabbing his fork and then stabbing one of the sweet potatoes.

"Science, decorating, and taking pictures as far as I know." Zayn answers, making his own plate.

"I'll be back." Harry says when he hears his phone ring, making him run to it.

"I want all the details of what happened after we got off the phone." Niall says the moment the phone is answered.

"Hello to you, too, friend." Harry replies with a playful eyeroll as he smiles brightly.
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The sweetest things have the most brutal endings. 👀Thoughts??? Predictions???

Bye, my Party Up The Street.😉🤞