One thing Zayn didn't know was Harry had his eyes on him, all that time, since he asked Justin to dance with him, till he freely put both of his hands on Justin's shoulders for a spin, Harry knew Zayn was drunk, but that doesn't mean he could flirt at his own wedding.

Harry was so angry that he had to excuse himself from the group he was chatting with to get Zayn back on his lane, so he tried to look as casual as possible, he walked to the pair, he fixed a tight smile and tapped Justin's shoulder.

"oh! Hey man!" Justin smiled.

"can I have him to myself now?" Harry went straight to the point, but with the same smile, it was fake, but it was better than frowning.

"he is all yours" Justin said as he put Zayn's hand on Harry's.

Zayn pouted when Justin walked away, "I liked dancing with him."

Now, to that, Harry frowned, "I can dance better than him." Harry whispered, maybe to himself, but Zayn heard anyway, he put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and lean to his ear, "nope, you can't."

Harry chucked, putting both of his hands on Zayn's hips, he lifted him up, spinning, when the DJ saw them he switched the song to 'All of me'.

Zayn was shocked when Harry put him down, he subconsciously put on hand on Harry's shoulder, the other in his hand, he moved along with Harry, he let him lead.

Zayn could feel everyone's eyes on them, and Harry knew he doesn't like it, so he took a step back, and Zayn knew he has to spin.

One spin and Harry hugged Zayn to his chest, "remember wifey, you are all mine." Zayn stared at him, then he felt Harry's lips pushing against his, he let out a sigh, relief? Probably, but from what? That was one thing Zayn didn't want to ask himself.

When they pulled apart, Zayn spoke up, "you started."

People were going home, it was around 1 AM, "huh?" Harry asked.

"who was that girl? Kendal? She was all over you, Louis said you tw-"

Harry huffed "Louis and his big mouth."

"well, he didn't lie, so." Zayn sassed, putting his hands on his hips, waiting for an answer.

Harry chuckled again, "let's play a game called 'don't ask about my past relationships' yeah?"

Before Zayn can say that Harry already knows a lot about his past relationships, Liam caught their convo, "guys the car is here."

They nodded, Harry took Zayn's hand in his, walking a little too fast, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible, before Zayn sits in the car, he knew he had to throw his flowers, so he turned around, facing the car, girls behind him count till three and he did it.

He turned around to see who caught it, he noticed a confused Louis, with the flowers in his hands, welp, he is gonna be the next apparently.

It wasn't a long drive back to the apartment, only 30 minutes, Zayn had his shoes off, walking barefoot, both of his legs were hurting, he just wanted some painkillers and his bed.

After Harry unlocked the door, Zayn walked to his bedroom, well the guest bedroom.

"what are you doing?" Harry questioned, "your stuff is already at my bedroom, its ours now, come on."

Zayn didn't say anything, he didn't mind, Harry's room was better anyway.

First thing Zayn did was taking his tiara off, he examined it for some time, taking the beauty in, then he put it back on the drawer, he then slowly combed his hair, his mind was racing with 'what now? What should I do?' he was hoping Harry knows.

Harry on the other hand, sat on his bed, gazing on Zayn, everything went smoothly today, other than the vows part, or the Justin part, he shrugged it off, first night of marriage, he is gonna enjoy it.

He walked toward his newly wedded husband, put both of his hands on Zayn's waist from behind, "lemme help you." Harry whispered, tucking his face on Zayn's neck, he slowly pulled the zipper of the dress down.

Zayn's breath hitched, he was not expecting it, he really thought they are just gonna go to sleep, but obviously not.

He didn't object though, with the help of Harry, he stripped completely, with only his boxers on.

With one swift move, Harry collected Zayn off his feet, putting him on the bed, Zayn pulled himself up, till he was laying on the pillows, patiently waiting for Harry's next move.

Harry got rid of his tie and his coat, then he climbed on the bed, scoping Zayn between his legs, he got closer to Zayn's face, he could feel Zayn's breath on his lips, "you were so good for me wifey." Zayn closed his eyes at that, partly enjoyed the compliment, partly still hated to be called as 'wife', but he couldn't bring it to himself to push Harry away.

It was the first time after so many years that Harry was feeling this hot and bothered, he was trying to contain himself, but that was proven to be hard after he saw Zayn so submissive all of the sudden.

Harry found himself kissing Zayn's neck, sucking and biting when he heard Zayn's little moans, he wanted to hear more of that, the trailed kissed down to Zayn's chest, taking one of the nipples in between his lips, pinching the other, he felt them getting harder by his touch.

"harreh-" Zayn choked a moan, hands gripping tightly on the mattress, at first he was a little afraid, the last time he had sex... he didn't even want to think about it, but this? This was nothing like any kind of sexual activities he had with victor, though still he didn't want to have too many high hopes, Harry proven to be not too different.

One thing Zayn didn't know was, how his little 'ah ah's was driving Harry crazy, how every piece of clothing on him felt like sandpaper on his skin, he detached himself from Zayn's body, taking his everything else of, not his boxers, not yet.

Harry found himself back at Zayn's face again, his lips were swollen from biting so hard on them, Harry traced his thumb on Zayn's bottom lip, Zayn kept his gaze on Harry's eyes, but Harry's green eyes were longing over Zayn's lips, so he kissed him.

The kiss took both of them breaths away, Harry pushed his tongue on Zayn's lips, demanding Zayn to give him access, he gladly did, not even fighting for dominance.

Zayn didn't want to hold himself back anymore, he took fistful of Harry's hair, tugging hard on them, trying to get Harry stay where he is, he wanted him closer, if that was even possible.

Harry grunted in between the kiss, Zayn was pulling hard, but he couldn't say he didn't enjoy it, next thing he felt? Zayn arching his back to meet Harry's crotch, he was hard, both moaned at the contact, Harry tried to balance himself as they both humped their clothed dicks, Zayn was the first to pull away to catch his breath, though his back was still arched to get as much contact as he can with Harry's body.

Harry didn't stop the kisses though, he trailed them down Zayn's body, his neck, his chest, his stomach, making a big love bite there, he completely ignored Zayn's dick and sucked on his exposed thighs, Zayn was so sensitive there as he remembered.

The second he started sucking, Zayn shamelessly moaned, "fuck harreh!" Zayn cried of sensitivity, pinching his nipple with one hand, the other he gripped the sheets again, Harry saw his knuckles turning white.

Harry smirked, "still so sensitive." he mumbled right over Zayn's clothed crotch, fanning his hot breath, subconsciously, Zayn arched his back, bumping his dick to Harry's chin, "ple-please just take it off." Zayn plead, looking at Harry with his hair sticking on his forehead from how much he was sweating.

Without objecting, he thought both had enough, he pulled Zayn's boxers down, his tip was wet from pre cum, Zayn sighed, it was taking everything in him not to touch himself, he saw Harry shuffling off the bed to take his own boxers down, he wanted to do something for Harry too, so he stopped him, "lemme," he sat at the end of the bed, pulling Harry's boxers off, before Harry could pull them completely off and step out of them, Zayn took the hold of Harrys dick.

It was so long ago since he willingly wanted to give a blowjob, Harry moaned, Zayn's hand was small, but warm, and he was putting just enough pressure to leave Harry wanting more.

Zayn went down on his knees, looking up at Harry with innocent eyes, like he wasn't gonna suck on his dick in a second.

He took his time, giving Harrys dick a couple of long, slow, strokes, he knew Harry might get impatient, so he took the tip in his mouth, sucking like he knew would drive Harry insane.

"oh- shit!" Harry moaned, taking Zayn's hair in his fist when he felt Zayn going down, "fuck- your mouth- so warm- fuck", he was really trying not to move too much, but it was impossible with how fast Zayn was going, so Harry rocked his hips a little, till he felt the back of Zayn's throat.

Zayn gagged a little, but he didn't let Harry move back, he moaned around Harrys dick, just giving him a silent plea to keep going.

And Harry did, keeping Zayn in place, rocking his hips a little faster, "fuck!" he felt he is getting close, so he pulled out.

Zayn let out a deep breath, eyelashes wet, lips red, over all, beautifully fucked.

Harry picked him up, tossed him on the bed, "on your four.".

Zayn got scared, he didn't really like this position, but he didn't know if he can object, so he did what he was told.

He thought he is gonna feel Harrys dick on his entrance, not his tongue, but he definitely didn't mind at all.

"keep your hands on the headboard, stay put, don't move, and don't cum," Harry demanded, "do you understand?"

Zayn nodded, "use your words wifey."

For the first time, Zayn felt something down his chest when he heard that, "y-yes."

"good boy" Harry prized him with taking a big lick on the ring of muscles.

Zayn tightened his grip, mumbled a 'fuck' under his breath.

Harry took Zayn's cheeks in his hands, pulling them apart for a better access, slowly entering his tongue in him, Zayn pushed back, showing that he wants more, "I told you to keep still" Harry mumbled as he bit on Zayn's left cheek, spanking him after that.

Zayn pushed his face on the pillow, enjoying the pain way too much.

Harry smirked, going back to eating him out, "ah- hmm- Harry!" Zayn whimpered, leaking on the mattress.

Harry pulled away, "look at this mess you made you dirty, dirty boy." he spanked his ass and stood up, Zayn didn't dare to move, he heard Harry going to the bathroom attached to his room, coming back, he tossed some stuff on the bed.

From the noises, Zayn knew Harry opened a lube bottle, he bit his lips, he was getting impatient.

Harry lubed up 3 fingers, "stay still.", he mumbled, slowly putting one finger in Zayn.

Zayn was speechless, he usually didn't get prepared, his eyes rolled bad when he felt Harry's tongue next to his finger.

It was all too much, Zayn bit on the matters, but Harry didn't like it "moan for me wifey, I wanna hear you." Harry said, adding the second finger.

"f-fuck!" Harry just pushed on Zayn's prostate, and Zayn couldn't keep quiet, even if he wanted to.

"right there Harry! Please!" Zayn cried out, rocking his hips a little, though he stopped remembering Harry's orders.

"go on wifey, fuck yourself with my fingers." Harry gave him the permission, and that was all he needed.

Zayn felt a little lube running down his ass, he felt the coolness till the tip of his dick, he knew he is leaking badly, he couldn't take it anymore "Harry! Harry!" he chanted, not knowing what to do, it was hurting.

Harry pulled his fingers out "all wet and ready for me, aren't you?" Harry mumbled, flipping Zayn on his back.

Zayn opened his leg, hoping he doesn't need to word out his thoughts.

It worked.

The sight was so delicious to Harry that he just put Zayn's right leg on his shoulder, fingering him just a little more to see the need in Zayn's face.

Zayn's mouth hung open, at this angel everything was different, Harry was massaging his p spot with every stroke of his finger.

"I- I'm gonna-" Zayn's dick twitched, Harry stopped.

"we can't have you cuming just yet wifey." Harry explained when he heard Zayn whining.

Harry gave himself a couple of tug with lube, "I'm going in" he gave Zayn a little heads up.

Zayn took a deep breath waiting for the pain.

Harry saw Zayn frowning, biting his lips, "do you want me to stop?"

"No! no! just- just keep going!" Zayn knew it will get better soon, so he rocked his hips with Harry, who bent down to give Zayn a kiss.

But Zayn kept him still, gripping on his hair with one hand, his back with the other, "go faster"

"as you wish wifey," Harry sped up, feeling Zayn scratching his back, "fuck! You are so tight!"

Zayn knew what to do, he just kept his lips next to Harry's ear, moaning, whimpering his name, over and over again.

Harry's eyes rolled back, he knew he was getting close, so he took Zayn's dick in his hand, to help him.

"d-don't- I- I don't need it" Zayn knew he can come just by Harry stabbing his p spot like that.

It was the hottest thing to Harry, "fuck- so hot-" he let go of Zayn, just fucking him faster in search of their orgasms.

Harry tucked his face on Zayn's neck when he heard Zayn "go- go faster! Imma cum!"

3 more jabs on his prostate and he was cuming all over their bodies, his whole body shook at the force of the orgasm, and Harry still fucking him was not helping his case.

"fuck babe, you look so hot right now," Harry moaned, fucking him deeper, Zayn knew he was close, so he tightened his ass, "fuck!" with that, Zayn felt Harry's hot cum filling him up.

Harry fell on Zayn, his body shook badly, Zayn felt it was not normal, as long as he remembered Harry didn't go this limp after sex.

Zayn could feel Harry still cuming after about 20 seconds, "ugh!" Harry cried out, he was too sensitive.

"are you alright?" Zayn asked, worriedly, Harry's body was still shaking with spasms.

"yeah, lemme pull out." both moaned at oversensitivity.

When both were laying down calmly, Harry spoke up "we need a shower."

But he didn't receive an answer, he tuned to his side to see Zayn fast sleep, he chuckled, the shower could wait, he just took his shirt from earlier, cleaned cum from Zayn's stomach and pulled the blanket over them.

It was 4 AM, the last time Harry saw the time, though he doesn't remember when he fell asleep, all he knew was, they were calm, maybe a little too calm for them. 

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over 2600 words, I MADE IT😭😭😭 can't believe it's finally up.

so one thing, i absolutely hate giving heads up for smut, it ruins the fun, but if you think i should then, let me know.

just a little reminder that this 👆👆👆👆 happened.