Dreams (Zarry)

Chapter 7

A/N: Once more: Warning! Smut ahead! Enjoy!

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I went to bed early that night, feeling exhausted. It had drained me so much to recount the dream I had the night before and I desperately wanted to sleep. I couldn't though. Some of the things I had told the guys kept replaying in my mind. But there was also one thing that I hadn't told them. And I wanted to hold on to that one thing desperately. It was when I had made love to Harry for the very first time. It was the first time we just spend time together in my apartment after telling our families that we were together.

We had been spending the whole day just launching on the couch, watching movies, playing some video games, just having fun and eating junk food. We had made out a couple of times during the day, just kissing and groping, but the lust between us was building. We had a couple of beers and Harry was lying on top of me, my fingers running through his curls, making him purr. Harry's hands had found their way under my t-shirt, at first running up and down my sides, but then he found my nipples which send an electric shock through my body and my cock twitched.

Harry angled his head so he was facing me and I could capture his lips in a searing kiss. My fingers gripped his hair tight, pulling him closer. I plunged my tongue into his mouth, tasting him. Vanilla ice cream! It was addictive.

My free hand was bunched in his shirt, pulling it higher so I could feel the warm skin of his strong back. I pulled him closer to me, feeling his hard cock against my thigh and I knew I needed to put my hands on him, on his skin, all over his body. I needed to feel him tremble and moan and move against me.

"Bedroom! Now!" I demanded, his lips still on mine. He scrambled up and pulled me up as well. We stumbled through the hallway, hitting the wall left and right where I pushed him up against it to kiss him and feel him against me.

This was different. It had always been passionate between us, but it felt like more and I wondered if Harry felt it too.

"Off," he mumbled and pulled on my t-shirt, actually ripping it partially in his haste to get it off me. We had to break apart for it, but not a moment later did I have my lips on his neck, sucking his skin, not caring this time if I marked him. I licked his neck, sucking on his earlobe and kissing down his chest. But before I could go any further Harry had moved away, grabbed my hand and pulled me with him into the bedroom.

He pushed me so I fell back onto the bed. In the next moment he had straddled my hips and was pulling his t-shirt over his head. I gripped his hips tightly, pulling him down to create some friction while I rolled my hips up against him. It felt so good I threw my head back and moaned.

"Zayn, fuck! You are so hot!" Harry exclaimed. "I want you! I want you! I want to feel you inside of me."

My eyes snapped open and a shudder went through me at his words. I looked up at him to see if he was serious. He just nodded and all I could do was pull him down and attack his lips again.

I rolled us over, so he was under me. I kissed down his chest and went straight for his jeans. I opened them and pulled both his jeans and boxers down his beautiful legs.

In the next moment, I had his hard length in my mouth, licking up his dick and flicking my tongue over his slit, tasting precum. I always loved how he tasted and I couldn't get enough.

"Zayn," he groaned out. "Pants off..." he panted. "Take your pants off! Want you naked."

Before I listened to his demand I dipped down and licked his scrotum. He bucked his hips and yelled out.