Secrets [Zarry]

Destroy Me

"Harry, she won't do anything. Trust me okay?" Zayn asked, still trying to calm Harry down.

"She better not." Harry muttered, honestly wishing Alex could just be removed from existence.

"Let me cook you something to cheer you up." Zayn suggested, looking through the fridge.

They were back at his apartment, and they had the place to themselves thankfully.

"I'm not hungry." Harry said, his eyes traveling down Zayn's body. "For food."

Zayn closed the fridge, looking back at him.

Harry smiled. "Let's try something new."

"Like what?" Zayn immediately asked.

"I dunno. Maybe something kinky? I have about two hours before work." Harry suggested.

"I'm down for anything as long as you're naked." Zayn said.

Harry chuckled, blushing and looking down at the table.

His smile slowly faded, and he looked from the table to Zayn.

"We're not having sex on the table." Zayn told him. "Come on." He nodded for him to follow.

"You're too normal for kinky sex." Harry teased, realizing he'd have to settle for sex on the bed again.

"Am I?" Zayn asked, going into the bathroom.

Harry frowned for a split second before he caught on.

"I've always wanted to-"

"I know. Get naked while I go get what we need." Zayn said, kissing his cheek.

"But you're all I need." Harry said softly, pulling him close.

They stared into each other's eyes before looking down at each other's lips.

Zayn kissed him passionately, meaning to step away afterward but Harry wasn't having it.

He held him close by his shirt, deepening their kiss.

Things quickly began to heat up, Zayn's hands wandering to the buttons on Harry's shirt.

One by one he gently unbuttoned them, sliding his arms around Harry's waist when he finished.

"I want you to destroy me." Harry whispered, his fingers tangled in Zayn's hair now.

Zayn hummed in response, kissing along Harry's jaw and pressing against him.

"Absolutely." He breathed against his ear, giving Harry goosebumps.

"Start the water, okay?" He asked, letting him go.

Harry made a pouty face, reluctantly letting go of Zayn's clothes.

Zayn bit his lip, staring a moment before he went to get a condom and lube.

Harry slipped out of his shirt, turning the water on and taking his jeans off as it heated up.

Harry pushed his underwear down as Zayn came in, making Zayn stop in the doorway and stare.

"I don't get it." Zayn said quietly, causing Harry to look at him over his shoulder.

He smiled a little, a few curls slipping to hang behind his back. "Get what?"

"How you're so perfect. Every inch of you." Zayn said, approaching him. "You make me want to buy you a million dresses."

"I wouldn't mind that." Harry chuckled just before they kissed again.