My Savior «Zustin Mieber» DD/lb

Twelve

Zayn point of view

I sit at the kitchen table with Niall and Lou. Ginger sits on my lap, purring and trying to swat my food off the table. "So how is it living with him?" Niall asks in a soft tone.

"We aren't officially living together," I correct him.

He rolls his eyes with a smirk. "How is unofficially living with Justin?"

"It's a–maz–ing!" Justin comes up behind me and kisses my head. "Isn't it, baby?"

I nod, grinning from ear to ear. "Yes, it very much is amazing."

He wraps his arms around my shoulders, his chin on the top of my head. "I think I'm going to go over Alfredo's house. You want to go with me? You can all come if you want," he offers.

Louis smiles, "I think it's about time we go. You two have fun," he stands up.

Niall stands up also. "Can I come? I don't feel like going home," he chuckles as he hugs Lou.

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Justin sits on the couch next to Alfredo with a beer in his hand. I sit on the beanbag in front of them, Niall went home a few minutes ago. The maple leafs game plays on the tv and I just zone out, staring at it.

All of a sudden, Justin's next to me. I look back to see Fredo isn't in the room anymore. "Hey, baby," he kisses the corner of my mouth slowly. "How are you doing?" He wraps his arm around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder.

"I'm good, how're you?"

"I'm okay, pumpkin. Can daddy have a nice, slow, kiss?"

I whisper, "maybe."

He hums, leaning close so his lips are barely touching mine. "Please," he mumbles.

I smile as he presses his lips against mine. I place my hand on the back of his neck, holding him in place. Our tongues battle for dominance as he tries to grab my butt. He successfully reaches under me and grips it tightly. I let out a slight whimper and buck my hips up to him.

He pulls away with a grin. "You're so responsive to my touch," he moves his hand to caress my cheek. I hum, leaning against his palm and he chuckles. "My perfect baby." I nuzzle my face against his chest as he hovers above me. "You wanna go home? Or maybe we can go to the zoo while it's still light out?"

"Da zoo, pwease," I smile against his shirt.

He wraps his arm around me and flips us over so I'm laying on his chest. Alfredo comes back into the room. "Aw, look at you cuties," he smiles.

I giggle, burying my face in Daddy's neck. "Do you want to come to the zoo with us?" Daddy offers him.

"Zayn, would you be okay with that?"

"Onwy if Daddy promise, hold my hand," I whisper.

Daddy pats my butt. "We can't hear you, love," he says softly.

"Onwy if you's gonna hold my's hand."

They both laugh at me. "Of course, I will. Now let's go," he stands up with me clinging to his chest. I giggle as he places one hand on my back and one on my hip to switch me to sitting on his hip. "Mm, is my baby excited?" He whispers, brushing one of his hands on my erection. I bite my lip as he starts to walk towards the door. "Fredo, come to my house, okay? We have to feed Ginger and change!"

"Okay!" Mister Fredo yells back.

When we pulled into the driveway, Daddy didn't even let me go in the house. I laid across the back seats as he started to give my willy special kisses.

A/N

It's actually hard to write from a little's point of view because then I go into my little space and it's hard for me to get out and I get angry. I like being around people and when I'm sitting in the living room with my parents, I'm usually in my little space. Then I snap at them or one of my dogs or something if I get the slightest bit irritated. The struggle is real.