Sex & Sunshine (1D Smut & Fluff)

The Payne Train (Ziam)

I was sat at the dining room table; the table I had set hours before. The candles were burned down to nubs and the food that I had slaved over was cold. My foot hadn't stopped tapping and my muscles were getting more tense by the second when I finally, finally, heard the whir of the garage door.

Minutes later the side door opened and Liam walked in, smiling at me like he hadn't just ruined my whole night. I was still wearing the leather pants that I had bought especially for this occasion, knowing how much he liked it when I looked like a bad boy, and his eyes widened as he looked me up and down.

I'd already been pissed off, but that was what took my anger to another level. He'd obviously totally forgotten about our anniversary, and I realized that all of my preparations and hard work had been for nothing.

"You look amazing, babe," he told me, his eyes lingering on my bare chest before moving to the table. "So does dinner. Did you do this all for me?"

"No, Liam, I did all this for me. What else should I do with my time? Obviously I shouldn't spend it with my boyfriend. My boyfriend of exactly one year."

He slapped himself on the forehead and looked at me with those puppy dog eyes, the same look that had gotten him out of trouble and into my pants so many times before.

"I'm so sorry, baby. We just stopped by the bar for one drink, and time got away from me."

"Yeah, it's much more important for you to hang out with all your adoring fans at the Funky Buddha than to celebrate your anniversary with me," I pouted.

"Don't be like that, love. What can I do to make it up to you?"

"I don't think there's anything The Payne Train can do to make it up to me," I taunted, knowing how much he hated that nickname.

"Zayn, I know you're mad, but don't call me that."

I pushed myself away from the table and carried my plate into the kitchen, singing under my breath the whole way, just loud enough for him to hear.

'We call it the train

So if you wanna ride your thing

Just come on down the train'

"I know what you're trying to do, Zayn, but I don't want to fight with you."

''So get your next of kin, your sister and your friend

Pack it up now, choo choo, ride on this, choo choo'

"Stop it right now, or I'm gonna give you something to ride on," he threatened as I turned around to face him and leaned back against the counter.

'I wanna take you home with me, to be alone with me'

Liam stepped towards me until I was trapped between him and the counter.

'And I can see you wanna hide it, come on, just divide it'

"I warned you, but you didn't listen to me, and now you're in trouble," he growled as he grabbed me by the hair and nipped at my neck. "You better stop singing that damn song or you're gonna get it."

I pushed him off of me and looked him right in the eye as I ran my hand down his chest to cup him through his jeans, smirking when I felt how hard he already was. My palm was full of him, but I wanted more, needing to touch him skin to skin.

'And please don't knock it, until you ride it'

With that Liam grabbed my ass and lifted me so that my legs were around his waist. He carried me a few feet into the hallway, where he slammed my back against the wall. I groaned from the force of it, getting harder when I realized how rough he was going to be. How rough I wanted him to be. He pressed his hips against mine and I bucked against him, loving how good he felt between my legs.