New Life [Zarry ageplay]

Touching

Much to Zayn's disappointment, Harry said he wanted to wait until tonight to help him feel more comfortable.

So, Zayn spent the day in front of the television like usual, taking a shower before Harry served dinner.

After dinner, Zayn was the one who was feeling impatient this time.

Harry was on his laptop doing more online shopping, (he had a bit of an addiction) occasionally and calmly sipping his tea.

"Why are you staring at me?" He smiled, not looking away from his laptop.

Zayn blushed. "I wasn't."

"You were. Why?"

Zayn cleared his throat. "Well um, I was just wondering when we were going to...um-"

"Go upstairs and have play time?" Harry asked.

Zayn got goosebumps at the way Harry said that, and looked at him.

All he could do was nod.

"Guess we can now if you think you're ready. You've been fed and had your bath. Are you sure though? After play time it's straight to bed, no more electronics." Harry warned.

Zayn stared at him. "I think I can handle it." He said sarcastically.

"Yeah, I'm sure it won't be an issue. You'll be too tired to want to do anything else anyway." Harry smiled.

"C'mon." He said, closing his laptop and getting up.

Zayn followed him upstairs, feeling butterflies in his stomach when they walked past his bedroom and went to Harry's.

"Your bed is really comfortable." Zayn said before they even got anywhere near it.

Harry looked at him.

"It is." Zayn smiled, looking adorable.

Of course, he always looked adorable to Harry.

"Well you're welcome in it for now, baby." Harry said, closing the door behind them.

Zayn blushed, biting his lip when Harry approached him.

"Do you give me permission to undress you?" Harry asked softly, looking into Zayn's eyes.

"Completely?" Zayn asked, his voice cracking.

"However much you'll let me. Don't be nervous baby, relax." Harry insisted, stepping closer and holding Zayn's sides.

"I...I want to keep my underwear on." Zayn said bravely.

Harry smiled. "Perfect."

He kissed Zayn gently, slowly pushing his shirt up before he lifted it off over his head.

"Am I the only one getting undressed?" Zayn asked, touching the top button of Harry's shirt.

"Not if you don't want to be. All of this is up to you." Harry said.

"You make that decision. I don't do well in charge." Zayn admitted, making Harry smile again.

"That's why I'm daddy."

Harry let go of Zayn to take his own shirt off, going for Zayn's sweatpants next.

"Go ahead and lay down." Harry said as he began to take his jeans off.

Zayn slowly got in bed and settled in the middle, staying in a sat up position and watching Harry.

"Are we going to fuck?" Zayn asked, getting even more excited.