I've got you [ Larry/Zarry ]

chapter 24

Smut bitches
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They reached the old little house and they are completely wet and shaking because of the cold.

"I'm really sorry hazza"

"Why sorry?" He said shivering

"You're shaking, wait let me see if I can grab anything and let me start the fire place"

Harry nodded and Zayn rushed into his room to get Towles and clothes

Zayn got back to the living room bringing the towels but got lost in the sight of Harry gently removing his shirt.

"Oh" Zayn said, that's what he could reply anyway. I mean, Zayn definitely saw Harry shirtless before but this is entirely different. He could see his skin shining in the light at the night, water droplets reflecting his perfection.

His hair is all messy, falling onto his forehead and his pretty pink lips quavering, eyes meeting at the hazel orbs who has forgotten to blink. Afraid that he might miss even a second of the pure bliss standing right infront of him.

He gulps "Harry" he lets out his name along with the pain he's trying to hide but his eyes said everything that Harry needs to know

Harry looked at Zayn

He looked deep into the eyes that were shedding the pools of painful list towards the younger one, he observed

The way he gulped when they met in this Situation of the seventh, he observed

Every inch of the skin of Zayn and how perfect it is and how perfect he is. He observed

His lips, and his internal begged for the sin. He craved for the taste of those cigar lips meeting his cherry ones

"Hi" he stuttered

And Zayn doesn't say anything. He stands still trying to comprehend what to do when you forget how to breathe

So he smiles and walks near to fire place to get worm but already his body is burning up with the internal heat

"Towel Harry" he hands over the towel to him trying not to look at his lower region of his body

Harry takes the towel "aren't you feeling cold?" He asks

"Yes" he stutters again and starts removing his black shirt, button by button and Harry could feel his heart skipping the beat.

It was too much to handle, for both of them. Neither did anything but either know what they are thinking of.

They just sat there infront of the burning fire, having a burning desire in their sinful souls. Legs shaking furious, thoughts building up rapid

The both are suffering, whimpers are letting out of their mouths and they need to speak it out

Harry being the brave one, he embraced his thoughts and turned his head to see the suffering Zayn

He got closer and placed his Pinckney cherry lips onto Zayn's scruff

"Harry" he moaned out

He liked it, they both did and now Harry isn't changing his mind. He just stayed there with his lips pecking the latter's cheek

"Zayn" he whispered into Zayn ear and started to plant kisses all over Zayn's cheek and the neck nibbling onto the skin and he lost it

"How do you want me to go love?" Zayn spoke

"I'm yours, you have the key to my control" and that was enough to Zayn to get into the action

His hands slipped into Harry's hair and gripped onto it. Pulling him back from his neck and Harry just smiled at the thought of getting treated this way.