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Shaving

Shaving

Zayn- You sat on the counter top of your bathroom, staring at your boyfriend as he rubbed shaving foam over his cheeks and chin.

"What?" He finally spoke up

"Nothing" you giggled kicking your legs back and forth.

"Then stop staring" zayn chuckled.

"But you see I simply can't do that" you smiled pulling him over to stand between your legs "with a boyfriend as hot as you" you smiled up at him.

"Well I manage to restrain myself from you so you should be able to do that same" he smiled back.

"I'm not as self controlling as you though" you laughed pulling him closer so you could place your head on his chest.

Liam- you sat on the bathroom counter with your boyfriend standing in between your legs as you carefully glided the razor along his cheeks.

After every long stroke you would look at his facial expressions to see if he portrayed any pain, you would then gently kiss the now bare skin.

"Do you like me with a beard?" He spoke up

"I do, but" you trailed off

"But what" he pushed

"You also look hot without one" you smiled kissing another bare patch.

Louis- you were in the bath with your legs up on the sides, carefully gliding your razor over your short hairs, cutting them even shorter.

You had the lights off with candles on the counter tops and you had melted a lush bath bomb for maximum relaxation. Your calming music was interrupted by pounding on the door.

"Babe I'm home" he shouted

"Lou, those walls aren't soundproof" you laughed

"I'm coming in" he stated

"What? No don't" you shouted manically as you really didn't want him to see you shaving your jungles; but alas. It was too late. He had already barged in and chuckled at the sight before him.

"You don't have to be embarrassed about shaving your leg hair, I have 3 sisters who do it" he smiled placing the toilet lid down and sitting on it.

Harry - you opened your eyes a peek expecting to see your boyfriend by your side. But no.

You sat up and walked into the bathroom throwing one of his shirts on. Harry was facing the mirror spraying shaving foam on his hand.

You sat up on the sink counter and pulled him in between your legs,

"Since when do you shave?" You giggled pulling him closer and wrapping your legs around his waist.

"I started about a year ago" he shrugged

"But your skin is as soft as a babies bum" you smiled running your nose up and down his jaw.

"How do you think it gets that way?" He smiled looking you dead in the eyes and going in for a kiss but smearing the shaving cream over your face at the last moment; your mouth was wide open and you grabbed the shaving foam can and sprayed it over Harry's hair as payback.

Niall - you and niall just got back from an award show and you were having giving him a "well done" for winning a few awards when you felt something sharp scrape down your belly.

"Ow, niall what was that?" You breathed.

"What, nothing" he panted back and continued.

"No that, come here" you whispered siting up making him groan, you held his head in between your two palms and observed his face.

"Please babe lets just keep going" he whined letting his hands go further down your back.

"Wait niall. You're growing stubble" you giggled making him shoot up from the bed and run to look in the mirror.

"Sweet" he smiled running his hand over it and looking at it from all angles. "I look really manly and tough now" he stated proudly looking at you through the mirror.

"I don't know" you commented

"You don't like it?" He asked a little disappointed.

"Well I do but it kind of hurts" you complained sitting back on the bed.

"Oh well. Now where were we?" He smirked climbing back on the bed and pinning you down.

"You were shaving that off" you said pointing to his small beard.

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