The Dirty Parts

Frozen (Zayn)

These are just random dirty fanfiction. I will write totally different ones each time for a new chapter i hope you enjoy it!!!

Zayn would be home in less than an hour. I decided to do something different tonight, I would surprise him definitely. I went up to our room and opened up my underwear drawer. Taking out some of the lingerie Zayn always buys me for Christmas, but I never wear. I undressed myself and slowly pulled up the tiny, bright, red outfit. I didn't even see the point in this outfit, with my curves and body my ass and breasts were falling out of it. Zayn definitely bought me a size too small for a reason.

I was going to take control tonight, usually Zayn's in control but I thought I would do it. Zayn always told me he'd love for me to out on some lingerie, or take control once in a while. But with my insecurities I never did. Might as well kill two birds with one stone. I had to get over what I thought about myself because Zayn obviously thought I was beautiful and that's good enough for me.

I must have forgotten all about what time it was because I heard the front door open. I rushed down the stairs to meet Zayn as he was walking in, but he hadn't seen me yet.

"Hey, Y/N-" Zayn then turned to look at me. Frozen in his place staring at me. "Wow...red on you..."

I looked back at him like I was a deer in headlights, I didn't move, I didn't know what I should do. This would be the time Zayn would pick me up and take me upstairs, but I couldn't really do that because I can't pick Zayn up.

"Y/N... If you're going to wear that you can't look at me like that" he stepped closer to me.

I stood in the same place, "like what?"

Zayn played with the small skirt around my hips, looking down at me then meeting my eyes. "You're giving me an innocent look when I know, all you want is for me to take you upstairs and fuck you senseless."

All of a sudden the inside of my body heated up, I'm not sure what it was but next thing I knew Zayn was pushed up against the wall. Pinned down, by me. "Maybe I just want you to fuck me right here" Zayn's expression was priceless. He was absolutely stunned, just as I was. I balled up Zayn's shirt in my hand and started to lead him up stairs. "Now it's my turn to own you"

Once we were in the bedroom I slammed the door shut and pulled Zayn close to me. I could almost feel his heart beat, it was pounding. And his breath was staggered, he was panting.

"Shit" he muffled.

I bit my lip and got onto my knees, pulling Zayn's pants down along with his underwear. I watched his erection slap against his stomach. My eyes traveled up his defined torso and up to his beautiful brown eyes and long eyelashes.

"I said stop looking at me like that Y/N" Zayn growled.

I giggled, giving him more of an innocent look. "Like what Zayn? I don't have any idea what I'm doing. Are you getting hot and bothered?" I slowly took Zayn into my hands and at the slight bit of touch he groaned. "Baby... I didn't even put you in my mouth yet and you're in pleasure"

Zayn pulled me up so we were face to face. "God I want to fuck you so hard"

I smiled, pulling him to the bed and pushing him so he would land on his back. I gave him a devilish smirk and lurked over to him. Pulling his tight red shirt over his head.

I leaned down to whisper in his ear, "you know, I love the color red on you, but I'd rather see you naked" I kissed under his ear and started to leave hickeys on Zayn's neck. I didn't think I would be able to get this far, I was owning him. Just like I said.

"Y/N, I can't take his anymore" Zayn started to sit up but I straddled him, pushing him down with my hands on his chest. Our faces inches from each other's.

"Bad idea, Zayn." I kissed him slowly, using one hand to pump his hard member slowly. I pulled away licking my lips. "Now you're going to have to do something for me" I didn't even know what I was doing anymore. My body and urges were taking over.

I got off Zayn and removed my lingerie slowly, making sure Zayn was watching. I smirked when I heard him swear under his breath. I went back over to him on the bed, slowly rubbing my clit. This next maneuver would be awkward and strange but it's what I wanted. I lowered myself onto Zayn and right away I felt his tongue exploring places it's never been before. Immediately I grabbed onto the head board, closing my eyes and trying to be quiet. Zayn was holding on tightly to my waist, making me move so he could taste ever inch of me.

"Oh fuck" I spat out. I could already feel an orgasm bubbling up. I didn't want to let go yet though. "S-stop" I stuttered. Trying to get off of Zayn, but his hands kept me there. "Zayn stop!" I practically had to pry myself off of him.

Once that was done with I moved next to him on the bed, he smiled at me. "Sorry, you just tasted so good I didn't want to stop"

I laughed and kissed him, tasted my juices on his lips. "Close your eyes" I whispered. Zayn did as I asked. I grabbed his hard on and and placed it at my entrance, slowly lowering myself down onto him. Letting out a soft sigh about the same time Zayn's eyes opened and his hands wrapped around my waist again. I knew there would be bruises there tomorrow.

I started to move slow. Letting my hands rest on Zayn's chest in case I wanted to move faster. I bent down so our faces were inches apart, so I could look into Zayn's eyes when I came. My arms were on either side of Zayn's head, like Zayn does when he's fucking me in the missionary position. I could feel Zayn's hot, staggered, breath on my neck, I figured that's where he could feel mine.

Zayn started to bounce me up and down, that's when the sound of our skin hitting one another's made a noise echoing from the four walls enclosing us in our own paradise. That's when my moans got louder and Zayn was biting his lip. Out of no where Zayn spanked me, hard. I whimpered, to be completely honest I wanted the feeling of Zayn's hand on my ass. I felt it again. I let out a soft moan, and started bouncing harder on him.

"Fuck Y/N!" Zayn blurted out. That's when I felt him cum, it was a surprise to the both of us I think. I rode Zayn until he was done. Then I felt Zayn grip my lower body and flip us over so he was on top.

He was thrusting hard and fast, making sure he was hitting the right spots every time. My nails were dragging down his back, I'm pretty sure they were going to bed dark and red tomorrow. That was the best part, all the evidence from right now would be visible in the morning.

I felt my legs shaking and I hit my high. Zayn pulled out and started to clean me up, all my juices and everything along with it. Zayn then came up and crashed his lips against mine, we kissed passionately. I loved him, more than anyone else.

Zayn wrapped me up in his arms and pulled me to him, we were face to face.

"I'm sorry for being so forceful" I apologized.

Zayn shook his head, "no, don't apologize. It was hot"

I felt a blush creep onto my face and I bit my lip. "You were pretty hot yourself"

Zayn kissed my sweaty forehead, "you're so beautiful" I closed my eyes and snuggled my head into Zayn's neck. "But next time Y/N, it's my turn to own you"