A/N: this is loooonnnnngggg overdue
You hadn't seen your long time boyfriend Zayn in a little bit over two months and missed him so much. You didn't get any sleep because today was the day he was returning. Pacign back and forth in front of the couch your head spun. There was a knock at the door which you raced to get.
"Zayn!"
you shouted happily pulling him into a tight hug.
"i missed you"
you both said at the same time then laughed
"i love you"
you both said in unison laughing once again.
*20 minutes later*
After catching up a bit you and Zayn decided to just stay home and have an at-home movie day. He gets up to get some popcorn as you cue the movie Brides Maids. He comes back with a big bowl of buttery popcorn as the movie begins. You grab a handful of popcorn and stuff it in your mouth. Zayn looks at you and laughs. "You're too cute babe," he says, kissing your cheek.
During the middle of the movie, you can feel Zayn staring at you. "Why are you looking at me like that?" you ask, blushing.
"Because you're just so, so," he leans in a kisses you, "beautiful." He pulls away and you grin at him.
"I love you, Zayn," you whisper.
"I love you too." This time, you lean in and kiss him. He bites your bottom lip, which turns you on. You put your hand on his face and kiss him harder, running a hand down his chest.
He runs his tongue across your bottom lip but you decide to play hard to get and pull away. He moans with anticipation but you just smirk at him and turn back towards the movie.
Zayn shakes his head at you but smiles, watching the movie too. You continue to eat popcorn, throwing a few pieces at Zayn. "Hey!" he says, throwing them back at you. You have a popcorn war until there's none left in the bowl and a whole bunch is scattered around the floor. "Sophie, look at the mess you made!" he laughs.
"Sorry!" you smile.
"Clean it up!" he says. Instead of cleaning it up, you grab a handful off the floor and place it on his thighs and in his quiff. "You're asking for it now," he says with a smirk on his face. Zayn pins you the ground and starts tickling you. You hate being tickled, but you obviously can't help but laugh. "I won't stop until you say sorry!" he yells.
"I already said I'm sorry!" you say, laughing.
"Oh. Then kiss me instead!" he leans down and you kiss him. He stops tickling you and props himself up on his elbows, still kissing you. When he runs his tongue across your bottom lip this time, you let him in. His tongue explores your mouth and you groan softly.
Zayn slips his hand under your shirt, rubbing your back. "Ugh, Zayn," you whisper. He takes off his shirt and stands, helping you up and taking your hand. He leads you to the bedroom and pins you against the wall, grabbing you waist and kissing you again.
You rub your hands all over his toned abs, then rest one hand on his neck. "Do you want to do this?" Zayn asks you in between kisses.
"Yeah." With that, he takes off your t-shirt and kisses your neck. You walk backwards to the bed so Zayn is on top of you. He trails kisses down your torso. You call out his name and you can hear him laugh slightly.
He eases off your pants and you begin to wriggle beneath him, slightly nervous. You've never gone this far before.
"Are you sure?" He asks, stopping in his tracks again.
"Yes, Zayn. I'm positive," you say, breathing in and out. He nods, kissing your neck to ease your mind. Before you know it, you're not nervous. He kisses you down to your collarbone, leaving you love bites all around, and you lightly groan.
"You're positive? I feel like I'm pushing you," he says, stopping. Again.
"Seriously, Zayn. I'm ready." With that, he slowly enters you, letting you adjust. At first hurts. With time, his thrusts speed up, and it doesn't hurt anymore. You move your hips with him, letting him know he can move faster. He goes faster (and deeper), and you move your hips with his in rhythm.
"Zayn, I'm gonna-" you start.
"Hold it." He goes as fast as humanly possible, you don't know if you can.
"Zayn!" You scream his name.
"Okay," he says, and you climax. He thrusts a few more times, and he does, too. He rolls over, and looks at you.
"I love you," you say, closing your eyes.
"I love you, Sophie." He kisses your cheek, and lays back down. "I wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors knew my name now."
"Oh my god, Zayn," you say to him, shake your head and grinning. You really do love him.
