•Zayns pov•
We pulled up to my house and I helped Lana get her bags out of the car.
The wind was blowing her curled hair all around her perfect face, there was snow on her beanie and her black trench coat. She looked so beautiful, I've never been with such a lovely girl. Every time I catch just a glimpse of her I get hard; I've never been so horny in my entire life. I'm not going to force her into anything, but I would LOVE it if she had sex with me this week. God I have to stop thinking about this.
"Zayn what the h-ll you've been staring at me for five minutes, unlock the da-n door before I kick it in." yeah that's my girl
We hurried inside and I turned up the heater and turned on the fire place. (it's not real wood lol I'm rich and crap)
"Zayyyyyynnnnnnnnn" Lana growled "where's my room I'm tired I need a gosh dang nap before we have to go see your frikin familyyyyyy."
"Come on baby." I pouted my bottom lip and piggy backed her to her room. When I got to the edge of the bed she let go so I would put her down, but instead I fell backwards with her still on me.
"GET OfF mE YOU fAg!" Lana was struggling
"I'm sorry" I laughed between breaths "but.. you know that was funny." My comment was followed by a slap and a stinging pain in my cheek
"You being mean to me and I'm tired Zayn." She crossed her arms and legs and leaned back on the headboard. Does she really think she can just slap me?
"Why did you hit me? I was just playing with you, I know I didn't actually hurt you. And I'm not going to allow you to treat me badly, I don't care who you are." Here it comes
"Zayn I'm effing pmsing! Gosh dang I have cramps I'm sorry for hitting you just leaveeeee meeee allloooonnneeeee!" I knew she wouldn't hit me for no reason
"Lay back and I'll rub your stomach, I'm sorry babe I didn't know you had, you know whats."
Lana layed flat on her back and pulled up her shirt so I could rub her stomach. I rubbed it where she told me it was hurting and it was less of her stomach and more of her crotch. Just thinking about It makes me go hard.
"That feels a lot better, thanks babe." Lana breathed and put her hand on my arm
She sat up against the pillows and noticed my problem down stairs. Her eyes widened and I felt my cheeks turn pink.
"Heyyy buddy you might want to do something about that." Lana waved her finger in the air like she was directing music. She's one of those people who can hardly talk without flailing.
"This might sound crazy and really gross but uh, do you maybe wanna like you know....." ok that was awkward
"Mmmm uhhhh I- I don't know how I feel about that question. I wouldn't mind doing it at all but is it safe, sanitary even????" Lana asked, looking quite disturbed.
"Yeah. People do it all the time. I'm not sure about sanitary but safe, yes. Oh and you don't have to use any type of lubricant." I am so ready for this. As a guy I find it extremely intriguing.
"Ewh Zayn gah. Make it awkward why don't ya." Lana playfully swatted at my arm and got up off the bed.
"Wait! where are you going."
"To take out my plug." Her what "and get a towel too. Or actually like 3 and put them on the bed." Lana demanded. I'm so confused
We both met back up in the bedroom and I looked at the clock; we have 3 hours until we have to leave for dinner with my mum. Hopefully that's enough time to clean up whatever mess we make.
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