"What are you doing?" Harry asks quietly as he feels Zayn's hand on his thighs, slowly going upwards.

"Just rubbing your thighs. They must be sore from last night." Zayn says innocently as he looks at Harry, who is, well, driving slowly. His eyes never leaving the road.

He smirks when he sees Harry blushing at his words and keeps on rubbing his trouser covered thighs, quite sensually. He mentally smirks when Harry licks his lips and grips the steering wheel tight. Zayn knows him enough to know that his trick is working.

Harry is slowly but surely getting turned on.

It's been nearly 3 months since the first time they made love and let's just say, from that they they just can't keep their hands to themselves. Touching each other every chance they get. Even if it's just a light brush of hands or a smack on eavh other's ass -they have become quite touchy.

When Harry gets home from work they greet each other with hungry kisses that usually ends up either them giving each other blowjobs or Zayn fucking Harry senseless on any surface they are near to.

Be it on their kitchen counter, their bedroom, on the couch, in the bathroom - Zayn fucks Harry any chance he gets. It's only fair, because Harry too, never leaves a chance to tease Zayn any chance he gets whenever he's at work. Be it a sexy selfie in office bathroom or some dirty messages - Harry knows how to turn on the hazel eyed lad.

And maybe, just maybe he do it on purpose.

According to their friends, they waited exactly 14minutes and 52 seconds before disappearing into the bathroom when they all met at a pub for the lads' night a month ago. While Zayn just smirked after getting out of the bathroom only to find Shawn telling their friends how loud they are at night, Harry blushed red like a tomato.

And if they fucked again two times that night, after returning to their apartment, well, it was just to celebrate Shawn proposing to Niall.

"Zayn, I am driving and we are going to work." The younger lad whispers but it comes out as a whine.

"That has never stopped us." Leaning in, Zayn whispers seductively in Harry's ear, sending shivers down the younger lad's spine. "Stop the car near that abandoned park, yeah?"

Harry nods and sighs in relief when Zayn finally pulls away, but not before kissing below his ear. He quietly drives and in some minutes they are in front of the park. Harry stops the car and gasps in surprise when Zayn immediately pulls him in a bruising kiss. When he feels Harry is totally distracted in the kiss, he slowly pulls the taller lad on top of him.

"You're always so horny." Harry laughs softly once Zayn breaks the kiss and attaches his mouth to Harry's neck.

"So are you." Zayn mumbles against the skin as he unbuttons his crips shirt, Harry doing the same. The taller lad takes a good time marking his husband's tanned, tattooed chest with his mouth at the same time Zayn grinds their crotches together, making both of them pull on each other's already opened shirts.

"Our clothes gonna be crinkled." Harry pants as Zayn unbuttons his pants. Smacking his perky bum lightly when it comes into the view.

"Does it look like I care?" Zayn grunts pulling down his boxers till his thighs.

Zayn quickly pulls out a small bottle of lube and dips his finger in it before rubbing it against Harry's hole.

"Fuck, Z." Harry cries out and grips Zayn's shoulder tighter as the older lad slips a lube covered finger in his hole. Zayn pulls him down with his free hand in another kiss as Harry starts fucking himself on his fingers. The green eyed lad throws his head back as the tip of Zayn's finger brush against his prostate.

"Z, I can't-I am-I am gonna..."

Zayn quickly pulls out his finger, making the younger lad whine and pulls out two packets of condoms from his pocket.

"Yes you can. You won't cum until I say, okay?" Zayn sternly says before tearing open two packets of condom and rolls them on both their lengths.

"Yea-yeah." Harry nods furiously as Zayn starts stroking his member.

"Good. Now get into the back seat and keep open your legs wide, okay?"

Harry nods again and does as Zayn said. Zayn quickly pulls down his pants and goes into the back seat as well. He moans when he sees Harry holding up his left leg with one hand while the other is stroking his length.

He looks beautiful.

"God, Haz, you gonna be the death of me." Zayn mumbles before settling himself between the younger lad's open legs and kissing him hungrily. Harry pulls on his black hair, making Zayn moan into his mouth.

"We gotta be quick." Harry nods as Zayn starts leaving bite marks all over his neck. He moans softly when he feels the tip of Zayn's cock at his entrance.

"Fuck Haz, always so tight." Zayn grunts as bottoms out, making the younger lad pull him closer to him. The car jerks as he slowly starts moving into him.

"Z-Z harder." Moaning, Harry buries his face into Zayn's chest when Zayn hits that spot. Zayn nods before complying to Harry's wish.

Moans and groans fill the car they Zayn fucks Harry hard and fast into the back seat, nearing them both to their climax.

"I am-I am gonna come." Harry pants as he feels Zayn's thrusts getting sloppy.

"Me too, Jaan." Zayn whispers. He takes a hold of Harry's condom covered length in his hand and starts tugging on it. "Come for me Haz, come with me."

With thay they both come into the condom with a cry of each other's name. Zayn collapses on Harry's chest just as Harry throws his head back on the back seat.

They stay like that for sometime in the silence of the car when Zayn decides to break it. He pulls away from his flushed chest and looks at him smugly

"God, I have always wanted to do it in the car." He smirks at Harry who is still flushed from all the previous activities.

"I can see that." Harry rolls his eyes before giggling softly. "Now pull out, we still have to go to work." He pecks him sweetly on the lips before pulling the condom off his length and tieing it. He winces when Zayn pulls out of him gently making the older lad giving him an apologetic look.

"Sorry!" He mouths to which Harry again pecks him sweetly.

"It's alright." He assures him. Zayn nods before pulling off his own condom and tieing it. He takes the condom from Harry and throws them in the small bin that Harry didn't know, was there under the back seat.

"Where did that bin came from?" Harry asks as they both wear their boxers.

"Magic." Zayn smirks, making his husband roll his eyes.

Zayn chuckles when he sees Harry scrunching his nose at the wrinkled dresses.

"Stop scrunching your nose, Jaan. Look at the bag on your side. I had packed our clothes."

Harry quickly looks at his side and indeed, there is a bag that he didn't notice before. He opens it slowly and sighs in relief when he sees some iron shirts and trouser in there.

"Thank God." He sighs in relief before giving Zayn a pair of clothes and taking one himself.

Quickly enough, they get dressed and found themselves on their usual seats. Zayn on the passenger's seat and Harry on the driver's.

"Wait." Harry stops the car in front of Zayn's school. Zayn raises an eyebrow at Harry.

"What?" He asks his curly haired husband as he waves at some of his students from the car.

"The condoms, lube, bin, the clothes - you had it all planned, didn't you Zayn?" Harry asks with his jaw hung open.

"Maybe." Zayn smirks and winks at him.

"You-" Harry shakes his. Zayn chuckles before leaning in and kissing his lips.

"Have a great day at work, Jaan." Zayn says after pulling away a bit, so that their breaths are still mixing together. "I'll see you at lunch break."

"Wait, what does 'Jaan' mean? You ways call me that." Harry asks him for the umpteenth time. He always wonders what does this word mean and also a sentence that Zayn mumbles to him when he's asleep. He doesn't remember what the exacts words are but he can remember that it's in a foreign language. He has asked Zayn many times about it, but all he gets from him is, "You'll know one day. Maybe, when is the right time."

He really wishes Zayn would tell him what this word means. He knows whatever it is, holds a deep meaning because Zayn never, never casually calls him that. He knows it has be something special and he's dying to know.

"This-This isn't the right time, Haz." Zayn smiles at him softly. "Just know, it's very special to me. Like you."

Harry blushes at Zayn's words before nodding. Zayn smiles before pecking him softly on his lips.

"I'll see you later. Have a safe drive." With that Zayn gets out of hia car. Harry watches him disappearing into the sea of students before signing.

He wonders when will the right time come.

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Smut again because I was being too evil with you guys 😂😂😂

I hope you can forgive me now? 😂

I love/loce you all. xxx