Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam [EDITING IN PROGRESS]

Football with Harry

Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam

Chapter 3| Football with Harry

After eating breakfast, Zayn and Josh quickly left the house. Zayn could imagine what his father thought, so it was the best idea to go. Despite that, he didn't want the day actually to turn bad anytime soon.

They are entering the park, and it is Josh, who is beginning to tickle his boyfriend. Zayn is pushing away from him before it is Josh, who is pinning him to the ground. He caught his wrists pinning them down, and sitting on his waist in victory.

Zayn huffs, complaining, "Cheater."

Josh smirked softly. "How is that cheating?"

"I don't know," Zayn laughed with Josh joining in.

"I kind of like this position," Josh said, smiling softly.

Zayn looked up at him. "And why's that?"

"I'm on top of you, and you're down there. So it gives me all the power in the world to do this." He bent down, placing a kiss on Zayn's lips. They were both lucky that kids weren't there since they were in school. Zayn smiled softly.

"Come on. Kids will be coming out of school soon."

Josh pouted. "They'll be in school for a good 30 minutes."

"Josh–,"

Their lips connected. Impatiently, Josh is swiping his tongue on his bottom lip. Raising his legs, Zayn is slowly bringing him closer. He reaches up, grasping his neck, pulling him further down, deepening their kiss.

Succumbing to his lips, Josh is pulling back into a seating position, pulling Zayn with him. He's now sitting on his lap. Josh is tearing at the ends of his hair before attacking his vulnerable neck. His other hand is darting up his shirt earning goosebumps in his wake.

Not a moment later, he is pulling off his shirt, tossing it at the tree. Zayn is now grunting once his back lands on the hard bark of the tree. Then Josh is attacking his mouth once more. He is entirely in a bit of a rush as the next minute, he is pulling at his pants.

Zayn grabs his hands. "Not here."

"Why not?" he asks. He darts his mouth up to his ear, biting it gingerly, earning a respectful moan out of Zayn. "Haven't you ever wanted to do something like this in public?"

"Ah – yes! But people are coming into the park now." He hummed when he is biting his ear again, then licking around the ear.

On the other side of the park, Harry is tossing around the ball between Mark and Jack. He pauses, catching the ball before he notices something in the distance. He sees one of them is Zayn, but can't make out the other person.

"Hold on. I'll be right back. Warm-up."

Sean only smirked. "Sure, lad."

Quickly undoing his pants, he's too eager. Zayn settles a hand on his neck as he is kissing his chest. He breathes heavily, "Come on. Someone is coming! We can do this later."

"Aww, but it was just getting good."

"But look who's coming over."

Not a second too soon, Josh glances over before cursing. He tosses Zayn's shirt to him before fixing his hair. Zayn quickly dresses up before he stands to his feet with Josh. They held hands before they are trying to dash off before they would catch anyone's attention.

"Hey lads. I didn't know you were going to be here today."

Josh cursed himself silently. Of all people he thought it would be he never thought it would be Harry of all people. In fact, since it seemed just a tad awkward, someone had to say something. Zayn was worried that Harry had seen anything between them so he was hesitant to speak.