One Direction Dirty Imagines

Gossip And Lies- ZAYN MALIK

Y/N’s POV:
It was another One Direction house party. Louis and Harry had one regularly, but for some reason, it was just us tonight. Louis had Eleanor over, Liam, Niall and Harry were alone but were all cuddling each other on the couch… Leaving Eleanor and I to cook for them all. We didn’t mind though, cooking together was fun. And it also gave us gossip time without the boys as they battled with X-BOX and watched the ‘Avengers’ on repeat. 
“So, how’s Lou?” I asked as we started preparing all the ingredients, she smirked at me and raised an eyebrow placing the knife onto the table. 
“He’s good… How’s Zayn?” She laughed going back to her cooking. I couldn’t help but to blush, it’s still crazy to believe I was dating Zayn. I’d just been a girl, a girl at the same hotel. Heck I never even liked him that much, I went crazy when I saw Harry. Harry was always my favorite, he had the curls, the deep voice, the ‘average’ face us women craved. Harry and I became friends, then got together a few times but nothing serious. Until I met Zayn, he was perfection in a human, so beautiful, so kind, so sexy, so smart, so perfect, for me. We hit it off, and within a few weeks, we made it official to the public. We’ve had our ups and downs over the past 6 months of being together, all the hate, all the questions and all the rumors, but were normally to caught up in each other’s company to worry about it too much. 
“He’s… perfect.” I giggled at the last part. She did too.
“Still in that honeymoon phase hey?” Eleanor laughed dropping half the ingredients into the big frying pan and frying them. That made me laugh even more, Eleanor loved Zayn, but she thought of him as shallow, not in a bad way, but she always teases him about it and messes up his hair. 
“I don’t think it will ever pass.” I chirped stirring occasionally. 
“Louis and I’s haven’t. I still get butterflies.” She sighed looking out the door, and staring at her boyfriend wrestle Niall on the floor. 
“He’s an idiot ya know?” I laughed making her laugh again. 
“Who’s an idiot?” Louis chimed walking into the room, scooping Eleanor into his arms and kissing her cheek repeatedly. I gave a small ‘naw’ and moved on.
“You.” I giggled making him slap my arm gently in a fake sense of sadness. 
“I should have listened to Niall when he told me you were mean!” Louis yelled making me groan. Yesterday when I came over, the house was a tip, so I cleaned it up for them while they were at the studio. Little did I know the pizza that i threw away, Niall wanted. So now I’m ‘mean’. 
“You don’t even know me!” I yelled back laughing. 
After a few minutes Eleanor got him to leave and we continued cooking. 
“So… hows the sex?” 
I almost choked on the water I was drinking. El and I were close, really close, but I always thought of sex as a no-go-zone. 
“Um… fine?” I laughed awkwardly returning to stirring. 
“Oh common! Give me the details. Lou is huge downstairs, in his ass and cock. I’ve never had a guy fill me so much.” 
My mouth gaped open at the words. What do I say back? Do I lie? What if I say something wrong?
“Zayn’s amazing.” I said blushing, Eleanor looked at me with a happy smile. 
“Hard or soft?” She asked not even blushing or anything.
“Always hard. He’s always rough.” I said thinking back, wondering if he’s ever been slow, loving and soft in sex, but he hasn’t. Zayn makes you cum hard, fast and then falls asleep straight after. He does his job, does it well, then sleeps. We’d done it in his car, in his mum’s house, in the shower - one of his favorites, on the counter, in Harry’s bed, in Louis’s bed, on the tour bus, I’d even jacked him off in his change room when he was horny as all fuck right before his concert. It was either that or he goes hard the whole night and gets headlined on the newspaper. 
“Never slow?” She asked raising an eyebrow. 
“Nope…” 
“Oh… You should, I mean…. well… I like it, it just feels more, ya know… special?” She said with an apologetic smile before calling the boys in for dinner. 
Zayn’s POV:
It broke my heart. She didn’t like the way we made love. I just always try to make it fast and hard, and the way she moans and groans makes me go mental. She’s never said anything about it until now. 
“How about, we try something different tonight.” I said the second we got home, kissing her neck softly making sure not to use any teeth or leave love bites. 
“Babe please, im still sore after your ‘newest position’ idea this morning. Tomorrow, I’l make you happy tomorrow.” I felt like crying, she was actually in pain. 
“I was actually hoping we could take it easy, go slow… Make it a bit more… romantic?” 
I saw her face light up “What did you have in mind?” 
“We actually use the bed for a start.” I chuckled wrapping my arms around my girls waist gently kissing her hair. “We kiss for a while, then I can slowly ease into you, we can link hands, kiss, cuddle, while making love… sound good?” I saw her smile and she nodded so I carried my princess to her room laid her down and started kissing her slowly. It took alot of self control not to rip all her clothes off, she was a sexy girl. She was shorter than me, smaller in general, but her tits were massive, and her ass is perfect, her and Louis are always having ass competitions. She is so funny, and talented, she can play the piano blindfolded. The guys love her so much, Harry may even love her too much, so does Nialler, but really who can blame them? My sisters call her at least twice a week, and she will sit there hours just talking to them, my mum loves her and so does my dad. She’s the perfect girl. And I’m going to make sweet love to her to show her that. 
As we kissed she eased my shirt off, always keeping the tongue minimal. I get why people had sex like this, you can feel everything, and love them so much more, but going hard just works for me. But i will do this for her. 
We eventually were naked, my hard on rubbing against her thigh. I reached for a condom and suddenly felt like a 16 year old boy again about to have sex for the first time. What if she hates what I do? What if I cum too quick? Normally things go to fast for me to care or worry. Shit. Shit. Shit. 
Y/N’s POV:
“I love you.” I whispered looking into his eyes and cupping his face in my hands. It was a bold move, we’d never said those words before to each other. I know the boys suppose to say them, but if I feel them, I should say them.
“I love you too.” His smile was wide, proud and I swear he almost look relieved. Silly Zayn. I gently rolled him over so I was ontop and sunk down onto his bare cock. It was the first time we had ever done ‘it’ without a condom either, may as well have a day full of firsts? But I could tell he liked it, his groans made me groan and buck my hips against his. But he slowed me down, gently rocking me backwards and forwards. Lifting me up and down, leaning up and peaking my lips. 
We lasted for 22 minutes before I finally came, 3 minutes later he came too. 
“That was… Perfect.” He smiled at me.
“It was, now… Shower sex?” I smirked knowing that it was a thing he loved. 
So we ran off for round 2 like a bunch of excited children.

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