Ziam oneshots ✔️

Daddy please

"They're at it again, aren't they?" Harry asked, sighing heavily

Louis nodded and turned the volume on the tv up, trying to drown out the loud moans coming from the room down the corridor.

"I'm going to make them pay for that room to be soundproofed. I've had enough of listening to them bang every other hour." Harry said, sighing and leaning back in his chair, trying to focus on his book instead of the furious sounds of skin hitting skin.

"Or they can pay for a dorm for the rest of us," Louis muttered as a slap and a loud cry was heard from the other room "And maybe some crutches for Liam. I'm surprised he can still walk, let alone dance."

"At least we have a reason to shut him up when he's whining in practice." Harry sighed, looking over at Niall who had just walked in with large headphones on, which were blasting music.

"Guys, let's go out somewhere. If I hear the word "Daddy" once more I'm going toss myself out the window." The Irish man complained

"Yeah, let's give them some privacy. Not like they need it anyway. They'd fuck in front of us given half a chance." Louis huffed and walked out of the front door

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Liam whined softly under his breath as feather-light kisses were placed along his neck, Zayn's lips barely touching him, nowhere near the harsh biting and sucking he has become accustomed too. "Daddy, please," he whimpered, before grinding down on the cock buried in his ass

"Be patient, baby, I'm enjoying myself," Zayn said softly, grabbing Liam's hair to tilt his head to the side and expose more of his neck, kissing every square inch that he can reach.

"But Daddy!" Liam whined again, desperately needing more stimulation, his cock red and hard against his stomach, tapping against it every time he moved, leaving him with a sticky patch of precum across his abdomen.

"If you aren't going to behave, I'll have to collar you again. And you know that leaves marks on you. Do you want everyone seeing just what your Daddy does to you, hm?" Zayn asked, voice soft and level as he warned Liam.

"Yes if it means you'll finally fuck me properly!" Liam said, trying to bounce himself on Zayn's cock, but was promptly lifted off it and sat down on the bed, still pouting. He watched Zayn as he pulled out a black box from under the bed, and from within that box, a black leather collar and a leash. Liam knew that the collar only came out when Zayn thought he was being disobedient and was getting a punishment. He gulped and looked down, feeling guilty

"Get on your hands and knees, facing the mirror," Zayn ordered, stood beside the bed and swinging the leash in his hand. Liam did as he was told, and looked up at the mirror they had on the opposite wall, just big enough so Liam could see what was going on behind him. At the moment he could see himself, red faced and sweating slightly, hair sticking to his forehead as he panted softly in need. He watched Zayn fasten the collar around his neck and the slight jerk of his head when it caught his Adam's apple, the way Zayn pulled his head up once he'd clipped the leash to the collar so he could see himself better. "Do you see that baby? How pretty you look when you're collared for me?" Liam nodded in response, pushing his ass back so he could try and grind on Zayn again. "Be patient," Zayn repeated, "You'll get your fuck soon enough. Let your Daddy enjoy himself too."

Zayn knelt in front of Liam, his cock inches from the younger's lips. Zayn tugged on the lead and pulled Liam down, making him brush his lips against the head of his cock, making Zayn shiver slightly at the sensation. "You know what to do. Suck." Zayn ordered, and Liam happily opened his mouth and leant forward, starting to bob his head on Zayn's cock. He had done this so many times he knew just how Zayn liked it without being told how to do it, hollowing out his cheeks and following along the vein with his tongue, up to the head and pressing the slit with his tongue before letting his head drop again, extremely glad he had no gag reflex. Zayn loved the feeling of his cock down Liam's throat, and Liam was all too happy to oblige, deep throating him until his nose pressed against the soft skin of Zayn's abdomen and the sparse hair there. Zayn began groaning, keeping his grip tight and the leash taut.