I can't live without you (zarry)

Chapter 8

"What do you mean you can't find him?" Zayn yells at one of his men. The burly guy flinches at Zayn's harsh voice. He doesn't dare utter a word, too scared to make Zayn angrier than he already is.


"You do know he fucking owes me money, don't you? You worthless piece of shit! Use your fucking brain and find him now!" Zayn throws the papers angrily, making the poor guy cringe.


"Y-Yes b-boss." The man quickly rushes out of Zayn's office. He's afraid that if he is even a bit slow, he won't live to see another day; he'll be dead just like the man who harassed his boss' lover.


"Whoa, whoa, why so cranky?" Mick walks in the office as soon as the burly guy rushes out.


Zayn's leaning with his elbow on the desk, hands on head, and his head bent over. He grumbles a small "nothing."


Mick raises his brow, sitting on the chair in front of the table. He chuckles, "You know, it looks like you haven't gotten laid in a while, man."


It's true through.


Damn it, he hasn't buried his dick inside Harry for a week now. A whole fucking week!!!


Zayn is going crazy. Harry won't let Zayn touch him, except for spooning when they sleep. He ignores Zayn, he doesn't talk to him or stay near him. This is driving Zayn mad, but he can't be mad at his baby. He will never be mad at his baby. So he lashes out at anyone who is near, anyone who isn't harry.


Zayn groans "Harry is still mad at me for killing that piece of shit. I don't know what to do, he won't talk to me or even be near me."


"Well, maybe you can buy him gifts and do some romantic stuff, or give him some flowers for apology." Mick's hand is on his chin, thinking of suggestions.


Zayn hums, an idea suddenly pops into his head.

"I won't apologize for killing that shit, but I think doing some romantic stuff might work." Zayn smiles at Mick. Yes, he finally smiles after being gloomy for a whole week. "Thanks for the suggestions, man."


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Zayn bites his lips, watching Harry climb into the bed only in his white t-shirt and pink lacey panties. Fuck, his baby is so hot. His t-shirt barely reached his bum, and the lacey panties hugged his perky ass so well that it made Zayn's mouth water. And, don't even mention his long, pale legs that Zayn could die for.


"Baby, you look so pretty in that pink panties." Zayn licks his lips, looking at
Harry hungrily.


Harry ignores him, and lies down with his back facing Zayn.


Zayn quickly pulls Harry into a spooning position, Harry being the small spoon.


Minutes later, just when Harry is about to fall asleep, he feels a hand travelling down to his pelvis and slipping under his panties.


"Zayn what are you doing?" Harry raises his brow, looking at Zayn's hand.


"Nothing babe." Zayn murmurs.


Then he starts stroking Harry's dick, Harry gasps at the feeling.


He grabs Zayn's hand wanting to stop him, but Zayn wouldn't have it. He quickens the pace and rubs his dick on Harry's ass.


Harry moans,"Z-Zayn st-"


"Shh babe, I will make you feel good." He sucks on one of Harry's sweet spot, making Harry weak. "I know you want it too, babe. It's been a whole fucking week since I had you. You don't know how much of a torture it is to bare this sexual frustration, babe. I need you so bad, you have no fucking idea."


Zayn starts kissing and sucking on Harry's shoulders, neck and back, dry humping Harry's bum. He slips Harry's panties down to his thighs, burying his hard dick between Harry's ass cheeks and starts rubbing.


"Fuck baby, your ass is so soft and tender, feels so good." Zayn moans, stroking Harry's dick faster.


"Z-Zayn..." Harry pants, he's almost there. So when Zayn rubs his tip with his fingers, he cums in Zayn's hand and the bed sheet.


With a few more dry thrusts, Zayn moans out Harry's name and comes between his ass cheeks.


They pant, slowly coming down from their high.


Zayn didn't give Harry time to react, shoving a finger in Harry's hole, using his own cum as lube.


"Zayn..." Harry gasps, feeling Zayn's finger move in and out of him.


"I bet you missed this, didn't you babe?" Zayn whispers in his ear.


Harry moans. Oh fuck, did he miss this? Yes. He missed having Zayn inside him. He didn't have anything in his ass for a whole fucking week. Of course he missed it.


Stupid Zayn had to make him mad. Even if they have sex, Harry still hasn't forgiven him.


Zayn adds a second finger, and starts scissoring his fingers to open Harry up. He curls his fingers, earning a loud moan from Harry. Yeah, he found Harry's prostate. He adds one more finger, fucking Harry with his fingers slowly, while he uses his cum on Harry's ass cheeks to lube up his dick.


He pulls out his fingers, making Harry whine at the loss. Zayn chuckles, "Babe, you will get something bigger than my fingers to fuck you hard and nice."

Zayn spreads Harry's ass cheeks, slowly pushing his hard dick in Harry's hole.


"Fuck, babe! Missed this so fucking much. Ahh so tight." He groans. Harry was tighter than usual because he haven't had anything inside him for a whole week now.


"Zayn junior missed his home, didn't you miss him?" Zayn bottoms out, panting in Harry's ear. He thrusts in and out of Harry, barely giving him time to adjust. It feels so good that he can't control himself.


Harry's vision becomes blurry from Zayn hitting his prostate non-stop. It feels so good, he can't think straight.


Zayn groans, Harry's so warm and tight around him. His wall sucks Zayn in so well, Zayn doesn't want to leave this warmth ever. Zayn won't let Harry stop him from making love to him ever again. He can't let Harry stop him from touching him. Harry's body is his, and only his.


"Don't ever do this again, babe. Do you hear me?" He growls, fucking Harry harder and faster than ever.


Harry cries out with small moans, "Y-Yes. I won't."


"That's my baby." Zayn murmurs, and starts kissing Harry's soft skin.


Zayn knows he won't last long, after going a whole week without his heaven. Harry's close too.


With a few more thrusts, Harry cums untouched. Zayn follows suit, cumming inside Harry's hole.


After calming down from their orgasm, Zayn pulls out. He gets a wet washcloth from the bathroom and cleans himself and Harry.


After that, Zayn pulls Harry to his chest and kisses his forehead.


"I love you babe."

"I love you too." Harry falls asleep right after. His mumble is barely audible, but Zayn heard it. He smiles and closes his eyes.

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