Cruel {Zarry}

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The next morning Zayn was the first one to wake up. His arm felt numb and after he had blinked a couple of times, he realised why. There was a big brown haired man laying on top of it. He tried his best to pull his arm back, but he couldn't seem to make any movement. After some tries he finally succeeded and rolled Harry flat on his back. It was then that he could see Harry's face. Why was this boy so beautiful. Even while sleeping with his mouth half open. It was the most breathtaking sight.

Before Zayn could realize it, he was placing little kisses on top of Harry's head. Then one on the tip of his nose. And the last one on his lips. He then softly carressed Harry's cheek.

"Babe? Babe wake up."

"Mhh" Harry groaned.

"Baby please." Zayn's hand slowly made it way down. Touching Harry's naked torso.

Harry grabbed Zayn's hand and pushed it away. "Stop." He mumbled while turning on his side, away from Zayn.

Zayn smiled. He placed his hand on Harry's hip. Tracing his curve up and down. "Wake up princess." He whispered in his ear.

"Ugh. 5 more minutes."

"No." Zayn started kissing the back of Harry's neck. "Now."

Harry finally gave in and turned on his back. "You're so annoying." He rubbed his eyes.

"And you're grumpy." Zayn kissed Harry on his lips. "Good morning princess."

"Don't kiss me with morning breath."

"Don't kiss me with normal breath then." Zayn playfully firedback.

Harry looked over at Zayn. "If you really love me, you should love every state of me. Including my smelly morning breaths."

"Fine." Harry grabbed Zayn's neck. "Come here then."

.......

The both of them got ready, had their breakfast and were now currently trying their best to ski.

"I swear to God, if you let go of my hand I'll cut you." Zayn threathed Harry.

"I won't." Harry laughed. "But can you at least loosen up your grip a bit? You sqeezing my hand this hard it is affecting my blood cycle.

"I don't care. If I fall it will affect my entire life."

"You're so dramatic." Harry rolled his eyes. "It was your idea to come to a winter resort, remember?"

"Yeah. But I wanted to dogsly and stuff like that. Not climb mountains and risk our lives trying to ski."

"Well you gotta be open for new things in life. You know, be openminded." Harry tapped Zayn's forhead. "Tell you what, we go to that hill there, slide off and then go and do something you want. Does that sounds good to you?"

Zayn looked over at the hill, swallowed and nodded his head. "Yeah." He tried his best to not give in to his fear.

So they did as promised. They slided off the hill and were now sitting in a sled with dogs running in front of it.

"See." Zayn started. "This is a lot more fun. Without it requiring any physical activity from us."

"Yeah you're right. No activity required from us, but from the poor dogs."

"Oh they are fine. Look they are all moving their tails."

"Mhh..." Harry couldn't argue anymore. He diceded to enjoy this moment with Zayn.

.........

"Are you done?" Zayn walked in their bedroom. He laughed at the sight. Harry was sitting on top of his suitcase and tried his best to zip it.

"No." He sighed.

"You're adorable. Now move over and let me try. Zayn walked over at the suitcase and waited on Harry to get off. "Do you really have to take home that many souvenirs?"

"Of course I do. They will remind me of the greatest days of my life." Harry got off and kissed Zayn's cheek. "The days I got to spend with you."

"Ahw that's cute and all but they won't fit." Zayn brought Harry back to reality. "Maybe I can stuff some of it in mine?"

"Maybe you can stuff me instead?"

"Wh-" he got cut off by Harry's lips pressed against his. "Oh you know what I mean." Harry grabbed Zayn's crotch through his jeans and gave it a good squeeze. ".....Daddy."

"Fuck." Zayn breathed. "You're getting good." He pushed Harry against the wall. "But don't forget, you're just flirting with the rules, I fucked them. Don't try to teach the teacher...princess." He also grabbed a handfull of Harry's crotch and returned the favor. "Who's your Daddy?" He asked, pressing his full body against Harry.

"You-you are." Harry purred. He rubbed his crotch against Zayn's hand. "Let me show you then."

Zayn backed away and tried to go to the bed, only to be stopped by Harry. "I actually have something else in mind." He pointed down.

Zayn immediately knew what Harry was referring to. He walked back to Harry, lifted him up and walked out of the room. Harry took the opportunity to suck on Zayn's neck, while he carried him downstairs. They stopped once they reached the ceiling-to-floor window.

"I've been wanting to fuck you here since day one." Zayn whispered in Harry's ear as he slowly put Harry down. "Now remove your clothes, face the window and bend over. I'll be back and if I do, I want you in that position, waiting for me. Am I clear?"

Harry nodded his head. But soon his head got pulled back by Zayn's hand in his hair. "Words."

"Y-yess Daddy." Harry hesitantly answered. This side of Zayn was scary but at the same time it turned him on even more.

"Good. Be right back."

Zayn left to find some lube. The one he had found earlier today in the store Harry was buying his souvenirs at. When he came back he found Harry exactly in the position he orderd him in. The sight was beautiful. It also resembles pure vulnerableness. The way Harry was positioned, it made him weak. Putting all his trust in Zayn's fist. If only Zayn could capture this moment, he could use it once the time arrived that Harry showed his true colors.

"You're so sexy." Zayn made his presence obvious now. He walked to stand behind Harry's ass. "So so sexy." He smacked his ass.

Zayn took a quick look at his wrist. They had 20 minutes to fuck and leave the place.