Deep Desires (Zayn Malik)

29- August

"Ah! You stepped on my toe!" I yell when we finally reach the bathroom.

"It's a small space! I didn't notice your stubby white toe, which is painted red and is a very pretty color on you." he says, trying to hide the fact he stepped on my freaking toe.

"Zayn that doesn't cover the fact you stepped on my toe." I laugh and lean against Zayn, kissing him sweetly before tugging his pants a little bit.

"Shouldn't we turn the water on first, you know so we don't end up standing in the cold all naked." I put emphasis on the naked part of my sentence and Zayn moves from me and turns the water faucet on.

"Zayn, I'm already naked."

His eyes scan my body, looking me up and down. "Aye, stop it." I lecture him, and surprisingly I am shocked that I am so comfortable with standing bare with a guy, well not just any guy but my guy.

"Hey! This is my first time seeing you like this, I'm gunna stare." He chuckles and grabs my hip bones, pulling me towards him. Our bodies touch as close as they can and the minute he kisses me my hands race down his body, and finally I pull his waistband down and he helps, breaking the kiss and bending down to remove all he was wearing... all of it.

"Wow." I say and think, it wasn't supposed to come out of my mouth. "That's what they look like?" I whisper and Zayns laughter fills the room, along with the steam from the hot shower.

"Yes Trish, that's what they all look like, different sizes of course." His smirk is admiring as I stare up at him.

"Are they all that big?" I look down at it, I'm tempted more than anything to just reach down and poke it.

"I don't know, I don't really look at dic-"

"Don't say the word." I push my finger against his lips.

"Fine, we can just call it a penis then." I yell out and cover my ears, the word just sounds so... weird.

"No we can just call it, um a," I stumble with words and blurt the first thing that comes to my mind. "A cum gun."

"Wow." Zayn says in shock and then of course he laughs because you gotta be crazy not to laugh at that. "Cum gun, where'd you think of that?"

"I don't know." I smile and finally reach back up to Zayn to kiss him. "Can we get in the shower now?" I plead, and I still can't get over the fact of how open I am being with him, how easy this is for me even though I have done nothing of this sort before.

"Sure." Zayn smiles, grabbing my hand and stepping into the small tub first, and then helps me in too.

He lets me go under the water first and the water hits me and for the first time in months, I am taking a shower at a place I can call my home.

"You don't think we are just going to shower do you?" Zayn asks and I shake my head before stepping as close to him as possible and pressing my lips to his. His hands reach for the back of my thighs and he jumps me up, connecting my body to his hips, I can feel his third leg wack me on the thigh a few times but I don't mind.

I love the fact that he is so passionate with his kisses, that he likes to nibble behind my ear or tug on my bottom lip.

He slowly glides down the tiled wall until we are sitting in the shower, him laying back and me sitting on top of him, the water hitting us extra hard now that we are practically laying under the shower head.

Our lips connect and we immediately move faster, his tongue glides across my top lip making me have chills down my body.

"Ahh." I moan, this time making sure not to scream out.