Ziam oneshots ✔️

Red velvet

Again the title has nothing to do with the story. Actually maybe the color has butt still ;) I couldn't thinkkk off aaa title. Have funn and stay happy always :)

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Liam manages to find a simple pair of briefs that squeeze around his thighs a bit too snugly, but work nonetheless. He curls himself deep into the plush mattress, laying flat on his stomach. His mother always told him to lay on his stomach when he felt anxious or sick, because it's supposed to help. But there's still a knot in his gut that twisted and made Liam turn.

Something about the whole situation makes Liam's stomach twist. His fingers itch at his hip, eyes squeezing tightly shut and he just wants to step outside and breath for a moment.

But when the door creaks open, he falls limp to the bed, eyes cascading closed as he lets out a soft snore. There is a chuckle from the other side of the room, and then suddenly a dip in the bed.

"You know-" Zayn began, his calloused hands snaking up the dip of Liam's back, fiddling with the hem of Liam's brief. "When someone is asleep, their heart rate slows down."

Liam could feel his heart rate pick up, cursing himself slightly because it's exactly what Zayn wanted. But he buried his face in the sheets more; continuing the charade that he had already started. It only earned him another amused chuckle from the dark male hovering over him.

The blanket dips down to reveal Liam's thin thighs, that Zayn takes upon himself to squeeze at them, causing Liam to arch his hips up, back bowing in surprise as Zayn smacks just under his áss. Liam bites harshly at the sheets, containing any noises that spill from his lips because he refuses to let Zayn think he has a spanking kink. (Maybe he does have one, but he is most certainly not letting a vampire do this.)

Except he lets out the smallest squeak when Zayn mouth begins exploring just above the hem of his briefs, large hands spreading over Liam's thin sides.

And he cries out when Zayn sinks his teeth into his skin.

It feels like he's been thrown off the highest cliff. He can't help but tilt his head back, letting out a high mewl deep from his throat. The golden feeling is back again, only more intense because it's so close to his... special parts.

Zayn pulls at the silky brown strands of Liam's hair, tongue lapping around where his teeth are sunken in. Liam can't help but let out a sob because how stupidly turned on he is, cheeks rising to a bright pink and his heart thuds in his ribs. The vampire pulls back with a smirk, placing a wet set of kisses up the arch of Liam's back to the very tip of his spine where he coos out in a mock voice, "How was your nap, pet?"

"Zayn," He whispers, feeling pathetically broken. Zayn sucks tentatively on Liam's earlobe, earning a sharp gasp from the smaller boy.

"I really don't like when people lie to me. Or pretend to be asleep, in this case."

Zayn tugs harshly at Liam's hair, baring up his neck. The other male's mouth is firm on the mark bruised on Liam's neck, that has Liam gaping out, "S-sorry Za-sir."

"I'm sure you are." The grasp on his hair is suddenly released, causing Liam to face plant against the soft pillow and whimper slightly. But it doesn't stop there, no, Zayn grasps his hips suddenly, pulling them up until he's positioned shamelessly on his hands and knees.

Liam turns his head curiously. And that's when it all goes to hell.

A large hand suddenly rains a smack down onto the middle of Liam's cheeks. Liam let's out a noise in embarrassment, lips parting as he pleas, "N-no, please, I'm sorry-"