I'm making Zayn top but: there's like this fucking gif of Niall pounding air and it's making me question why Zayn is top... Check it out guys, it's like some angry air sex.
Zayn's lips moved from my lips to under my jaw and then to my collar bone, to my nipple. His swiped the tip of his tongue over it and I hissed,pressing the tips my nails into his back as they turned into claws
"Fuck" Zayn screwed is eyes shut in pain
I removed the points of my claws, putting my hands flat onto the bed. Zayn's lips then traveled down, his tongue pushing into my belly button, tongue-fucking the small hole. I gasped, locking my fingers flat so I didn't do any damage
Zayn kissed along the top of my waist band, massaging my hardening member with his hand, cupping and squeezing me through my boxers.
Zayn licked over the bulge in them, soon slipping them off me and lifting up my legs to bend the and angle my knees out. I wrapped my hands round the wooden bars on the headboard, waiting for Zayn to do what he needed.
I knew more than enough about what Zayn was going to do, probably more than I should... But I should thank his RedTube shortcut on his computer for that
Zayn pushed himself into my puckered hole, myself gasping at the sudden sting his entrance was causing
Zayn moaned, pushing himself deeper, before grabbing my ankles and wrapping them around his hips.
He came back to me, his arms on either side of me as he began to slowly thrust... Fuck, I am not liking this
Zayn groaned, his breath hitching as my hands lay over his, my claws curling under them so they'd stay in place
Zayn continued with small thrusts, but to be honest this just feels like I've got a cucumber or some other object that shape up my arse... It's not a good feel- fuck, never mind
"Ugh, Zayn" I whimpered, my hands quickly moving to his shoulder blades
"Fuck" a low moan erupted from Zayn as my claws raked over his shoulder blades so my hands came into tight fists
"more, Zee" I pleaded "more, Zayn, more"
He went into me deeper, the once awkward feeling now becoming comfortable and enjoyable
He doused harder, rolling once he was in balls deep, his repetitive actions somehow seeming rhythmic
"Zayn" I whimpered
"Use your fucking claws" He groaned
okay... that's a little bit weird
"ah, shit" I said in pain as he lifted my hips up off the bed
He began pounding into my backside, my claws now in the bed again as my entire body bounced up against Zayn
"Harder!" I cried out "harder Zayn, please!"
A low and throaty moan erupted from Zayn's mouth, the sound making me come undone. I squealed, messing over Zayn's torso as well as mine, till it all slowly dribbled down to my chest
I split over my shoulders, Zayn still pounding into my backside.
Watching his hips move was incredible... I never thought he'd be able to move like that, ever. But right now one set of lyrics come to mind 'hips don't lie and I'm starting to feel ya boy'
His hips are not lying and I'm fuckin' feeling him.
"Jeezus Christ" I moaned out, trying my hardest to just ride this sex god's dick
That's it, I'm done being trapped.
I rolled him under me, pushing myself into a sitting up position and starting to bounce onto Zayn, my fingers curling round his hips
"Fuck, bounce" Zayn's head tipped back, his eyes rolling with it "more, harder Niall, ride me, yeah"
I was panting, practically jumping up and down with his cock inside me with a burning pleasure once again burning inside of me
I lay back on top of Zayn, letting him top as he began to leak. His hips began rocking back and forth again, the sound of his skin deliciously slapping against mine, echoing through the bedroom.
several more throaty and loud moans erupted from my mouth, the occassional soft one tumbling from my lips and into Zayn's right ear
Without warning, his face tightened, a wet liquid filling my insides... What the fuck is this?
I yelped, writhing under him to escape.... What the hell is he doing? Is he peeing inside of me? What the actual fuck is inside me?!
"ZAYN!" I cried out
Then he sighed in pleasure, dropping onto my chest
"It's okay" He mumbled "that's supposed to happen... It's like yours"
He pulled himself off me, laying on his side and smiling tiredly at me, his hand tugging at a few strands of my wild hair
I hummed in stasifaction, cuddling into his neck
"You didn't use your claws" Zayn chuckled
I smiled, dragging a claw on my forefinger on his shoulder, making a small heart as I tore the skin
"ah, gentle" Zayn hissed, biting down onto his lip
I smiled, licking off the blood... Why do I have to be in love with Zayn? He tastes so sweet.
Then he looked down at his shoulder, smiling at the heart I'd made
"Cute, Ni"
"I love you" I said truthfully, locking gazes with Zayn
"what?"
"I love you" I said again "so god damn much"
"I love you too" He whispered softly
"good" I nodded
I snuggled into Zayn's chest, humping him softly for a couple of minutes. When I heard a soft snore and a slow heartbeat I stopped, looking up a little to find Zayn fast asleep with his hair stuck to his forehead and covering his eyes.
I pushed it out the way and to the side, watching my claws vanish and feeling my fangs dissapear... I wonder if I could be a full leopard.
I reached my fingers to Zayn's lips, letting my tips ghost his kiss swollen lips... I loved his lips, they were like newly blossomed petunia's but when I'd kissed them like this... They were almost a rich rosy colour, plush and plump, making them even more gorgeous
I kissed his lips softly, Zayn crinkling his nose in his slumber as I pulled away
"You're so pretty" I sighed, closing my eyes and cuddling into his cool body
His heart beat slow and soft in my ear, lulling me into my own sleep... Probably the best sleep I'd ever had
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