One Direction Interracial Preferences (BWWM)

Stockholm Syndrome //Zayn Pt. 2//

(Yeeeah this is gonna have some smut so if you can't handle it you can exit)

"You okay." Zayn smiled causing you to open your eyes. "Just thinking about what happens when they track me here." you said clearing your throat. Zayn's grip tightened around you like he was afraid to loose you, he looked like a deer in headlights. "I-I we can just lie and say you ran away and I wanted to protect you." he was in a panic so you turned, kissing him on the lips. He let a breath escape his nose as he closed his eyes. He backed you up against the sink. You took his bottom lip in between your lips, as his hands went up to the robe taking it off. You let the silk material fall down your arms, as he picked you up by your thighs sitting you on the sinks ledge. You both deepened the kiss, as your fingers trailed through his hair from behind. He gripped the night gown you had on, ripping it in two. Your hands quickly moved from his hair down to his sweats, you palmed his bulge in your hand as his lips traveled to your neck. His tongue glided across your previous hickeys as you moaned into the quiet air. You felt one of his hands move your panties to the side, as he slid one finger in. One by one until he got to three fingers he slid them in and out, causing you to be a moaning mess. You watched him through your squinted eyes. He was admiring you, he kept thrusting his fingers in and out. "Who do you belong to?" he asked taking your earlobe into his mouth. Your eyes rolled back in pleasure, his thrust with his fingers started to slow down which made you upset. "Can't hear you." he smirked against your ear. "You, I belong to you." you had finally breathed out, he looked satisfied and kept thrusting his fingers until you reached your high. He grunted as you came down from you climax, taking his fingers out licking them clean. Slowly he got on to his knees spreading your legs, his mouth attached to your "lips" as he sucked all of your juices up. You put your fingers through his hair pulling him closer, as he gripped your thighs pulling you closer. You got a weird sensation in the pit of your stomach as his tongue was darting in and out of you quickly, you pulled on his hair releasing once again. He licked every drop up, you wear weak but he wasn't done and you knew it. He picked you up taking you to the bedroom, he laid you onto the bed carefully climbing on top of you. You looked up at him, and he looked down at you like he never has before. He grabbed a condom sliding down his sweats, and ripping the condom package open with his teeth. He slid it on, putting his length into you and letting out a long breath. You bit down on your bottom lip, as his head dipped into your neck. Kissing on your neck and leaving more and more marks on you. You had your arms and legs wrapped around one of the most hottest men, in his bed with silk sheets. The past 3 weeks you'd felt special, loved and wanted. He held your hands above your head interlacing them with his. The room was mixed with the smell of sex and both of your pleasured cries. After 15 minutes you felt a hot liquid fill the condom as you soon released. He made you feel amazing, you left a bunch of scratches on his back, and sometimes he even had to grab the headboard to get deeper inside of you. After throwing the condom away he finally spoke on his actions."The fear of loosing you, scares me." he sighed kissing your forehead. A lie to cover up your love wouln't hurt, would it?