One Direction One Shots, Sweet&Naughty.

Zayn. [R]

[i'm finally getting to requests! (: . This one made by me, it's a zayn, made for @KristiiKitt. :) Enjoy.]

You were at one of the most famous nightclubs in London,England itself, and you were partying with your bestfriend Kayla, Danielle, Eleanor, and all five of the boys of One Direction. Your very own boyfriend was Zayn Malik himself, and you were syked to be out with him on his birthday, celebrating his 20th. 

You wore a sleek black dress, that stopped at your mid thigh, and it was a halter; with a deep V-neck cut, showing off your pushed up breast. Your lips were a deep crimson color and your heels, nails, and earrings blended right into that mixture. 

You went into the club with complete class and looking as sexy as ever, but now in the mist of people, you were grinding up on Zayn. Your once leveled dress, is now riding up. You're sweating, as you're bent over with Zayn's sweaty palms on your hips. You're ass circled his groin, you hadn't even noticed your acts until you looked up and saw Kayla walking to the bar in her nude pumps and waved at you. 

You brushed your hair back and arched your back up a bit, you turned to a confused Zayn and kissed him quickly. "I'll be back," you shouted over the blaring music. He shrugged and ran his fingers through his messy bedhead hair. You had to admit, he looked quite sexy in his purple dress shirt and his black vest that matched his pants. 

You pushed past the people who had made their way onto the dance floor, blocking you from Kayla ,from the past couple of minutes. You walked up to your pretty blonde headed friend and waved as you said hello. "Hey!" She chriped. "Let's go to the upstairs bar!" The upstairs bar was V.I.P. and you only had access because of your boyfriend. You nodded as you watched her jump off her seat and jog in her pumps. She wore a bright pink peplum dress with many pearl accessories, and then you remembered; she looked classy, as you looked like you were just having sex. You pulled the dress of your dress down a bit, and patted down your hair, that you had waved yourself with a crimper.

You both sat yourselves down on some bar stools and ordered some drinks. Since you were so high up, you could overlook the whole club, you could even see all the boys easily. That's when you noticed, Zayn had some slut with her dress pulled up, showing off her neon orange g-string, and her tits almost falling out of her Aqua dress. You stood up in an instant, you were absolutely furious, and Kayla hadn't known why. Kayla got up as you were walking towards the stairs. 

You couldn't put the puzzle together, you were just with him about twenty minutes ago, 'What made him think he could just have some STD infested whore on his dick,' You hadn't noticed the constant shouts of your name from Kayla. You just headed for the exit, that was sadly right near Zayn and the slut. You walked, not making any contact with Zayn, that is, until you got to the door you made the mistake of looking Zayn in the face, the tears that formed in your eyes, finally slide down, and you shook your head in disappointment. Zayn's eye's widened and he made his way towards you. 

Zayn jogged towards the door and pushed it open. He ran after you and called your name "Hey! [Y/N] stop walking so fast!" You kept walking and held your arms as you did so, you stupidly forgot your jacket at Zayn's house before you all left in a cab to come to the club. "[Y/N]!" Zayn called again, this time he was close enough and caught your arm in the process of calling your name." Y/N--"

"What?!" You screamed as you turned around to face the douche you considered the love of your life, or you thought before. 

"Wha, we, wha?" He slurred, You forgot he was drunk. Before you both had gotten onto the dance floor you allowed Zayn to chug down five beers. "Why you mad?" Zayn said, not wording a good sentence. 

"You just had a slut all on your dick!" You yelled. 

"Erm," Zayn thought for a moment, "There was no slut?" He said confused. 

"That girl you were dancing with, with her neon thong standing right out!" You yelled "Just two minutes ago!" 

"Oh, Vanessa!" 

"Oh, so it has a name!" You pouted and your eyes watered once again. 

"No, No!" He pleaded, "Don't cry," This time Zayn seemed less drunk. You stared up at him, "Look at me in the eyes," He said kindly as he lightly grabbed your chin and kissed you gently. "I love you," He said, honesty in his voice. 

You couldn't deny the truth, and you most definantly couldn't lie to Zayn. "I love you too," You croaked out. Zayn engulfed you into his arms and squeezed you. Your body was up against his and right when you thought everything was just romantic, you felt a huge boner built up in Zayn's pants. "Zayn," you said after a hiccup. 

"What?" Zayn said as he snuggled his face into your hair and breathed onto your neck.

"Are you hard?" 

"Extremely." He said.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" You yelled and pushed him. You grabbed his hand and dragged the drunken Zayn to an alley way. If you had to show him, he's yours, no other woman should be giving him anything like this. 

"Don't kill me!" He shouted, "You made me horny, baby!" Zayn slurred. You shook your head and made him stand up against the wall ending the alley. You kissed him quickly and bit his lip. You kneeled down and started to unbuckle his belt and you ripped down his pants and boxers at the same time. You giggled, he was wearing playboy boxers. You then looked at his huge shaft and you smirked as you looked up at him. Your hand pumped up and down his shaft and kissed as you did ever so slowly. "Ohp, here we go!" Zayn said, still his drunk horny self. 

You licked up his shaft and stuck him in your mouth once you reached the top. Zayn moaned in pleasure as you used your tongue to glaze over his shaft. His hips even bucked to help fuck your mouth.

You moaned as he fucked your mouth and he moaned even louder and continued to buck until he was going to reach his limit. "[Y/N]," he said breathlessly, as he continued to forcefully push into your mouth in a rythmic motion. "I'm," he started and moaned right after, "Gonna cum!" He finished as he exploded into your mouth. 

Like the good girlfriend you are you lick him clean and smile up at him once you're done. Zayn pulls you up and lifts your dress up to your hips and you say "Zayn!" He doesn't listen and his ripped your favorite navy laced thong. He, without warning, lifted you up. Legs laced around his waist. He held your mid thigh and kissed you passionately. Having sex in a alley way would be risky, but Zayn hadn't cared, so why would you? 

"Ready baby?" Zayn mumbled as he nibbled on your neck. 

"Mhm," you murmured as you dug your face into his neck, you knew what you were going to face. Zayn rammed himself into you, leaving himself there for a moment, just for you to adjust. "Zayn!" You screamed, you bit down on his neck and he groaned. You tugged on his hair as he started to thrust himself in and out of you.

You both were moaning in unison and he continued at his medium pace, he then decided it would be fun to have you bouncing harder. Zayn started to pick up more speed and this made you dig your nails into his dress shirt more as you sucked on his neck. You tugged on his shirt and moaned louder than you were before.

Zayn finally calmed down five minutes later and he had came in you. You both were sitting and resting. Zayn was up against the alley way stone wall and you were on his lap, leaning on him. You were basically already asleep and he brushed your hair lovingly. "I'll always love you," Zayn said, you didn't have the energy to respond ,but you smiled.

You love Zayn too.

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