Harry:

I was now laying on my side, half awake and half asleep while feeling Zayn pushing inside me slowly. I moaned weakly with every push he gave inside me.

I could feel his hot mouth on the back of my neck and behind my ears, sucking gently, nipping and biting my shoulder from time to time, while also leaving infinity little kisses along the way.

He picked up his pace, having his arms around me hugging me closer so my ass was pushing back to his cock.

His hands were working on my already hard dick, rubbing it up and down with his inexperienced hands, but no lies, it's the best I ever felt.

With every kiss and with every gentle move from him, I felt safe and cared for. I shivered silently at those warm feelings.

He didn't make me feel like I was only a hole to fulfil his desire, a hole he could use just cause he has the money. He made me feel wanted and admired.

He lost his virginity to me.

Well, we both got that stolen away somehow, but forget that shit, I'm the only one he had sex with, and I'm gonna stay the last and the first.

The only.

He lost no time as he moved more, pushing harder and faster, and I bit my bottom lip so I won't scream the loudest at the amazing sensation he was making me feel.

Until he grazed that sweet spot, and I couldn't help but moan, "Zayn, more!"

And finally!! he hit my prostate again and again.

"Am I going too fast baby? Too slow? Tell me."

He was eager to hear from me, aren't my moans enough?

"Perfect." I moaned again and he squeezed my balls between his hands and I saw stars as my body started to shake and tremble, my toes curled as I came hard, shooting load after load into his hands.

He pushed another two times before he released inside me and I felt his warm come filing me up. He can hold up more than I thought for a man in his first night.

"You're really good at this," I mumbled as I turned around to face him, now we were chest to chest, face to face, dick to dick. And I placed my leg above his as I rubbed myself against him.

"Really?" He smiled a stupid smile while still breathing heavy.

"Yeah." I was feeding his ego I know but he deserved it.

I took his upper lip between my lips in a kiss and he opened his mouth for me, and I started to suck on his sweet tongue, and I hummed at how delicious his mouth was. So sinful, yet so pure.

"I'm really loving this." He laughed and I chuckled along at his expression.

This happiness looks so good on him. The love and the lust; the need that was in his eyes took my breath away.

"I am too." I whispered, and he put his arms around my shoulder and pull me to lay my head on his chest.

And I thought, this is the first time I ever had sex more than once with the same person.

I never done another round either, one blow job and one penetration and that's it.

I moved my face against Zayn's chest a bit, kissing softly his chest and licking around the edges of his left nipple before I took it into my mouth; sucking softly.

He trembled under my mouth as I nipped a bit on this new found sensitive area of Zayn, making it hard as I bit another time.

"Harry.." Zayn groaned as he moved one of his hands to my head, tugging on my curls while the other was still securing my shoulder and back.

I moved to his other nipple and sucked a bit harder than the first time, feeling myself so turned on at the idea of pleasuring him, and moved my fingers to the other one, playing with it, and Zayn's groans were now echoing in the house.

So fucking hot!

He tugged on my hair more and pushed me down gently and I tried to lift myself up to look at him but he pushed me down again,

I got it now. And I lowered myself more so my face was confronted with the huge cock of Zayn's.

"Your body is a temple," I breathed out, "Let me worship it, please."

I ran my tongue over his head, tasting some pre-come that gathered there, before I took the tip between my lips then dropped it, and I took it again, covering it with my salvia and sucking softly then dropped it another time to tease him,

Then I took his balls into my mouth and suck on each one, slowly; painfully slow..

And I heard a loud "Fuck!" coming from him before he grabbed my head rather strong and pushed me against his dick.

I chuckled around him and started to real suck this time, hollowing out my cheeks as I moved my hands to message his balls and his base.

He moved my head strongly to keep me in place but not so forceful, and I had enough of this gentle Zayn, I put my hand above his on my head and pushed myself down to gag on his dick.

I thought he was hesitant at first, my typical sweet man, and my stomach filled with butterflies at this.. just thinking how much he cares makes me feel over the moon.

But then he began to fuck my mouth the way I wanted him to, choking me with it over and over as tears started to fill my eyes. His other hand was on my shoulder; fingers digging into the flesh there as I continued to lavish attention on his cock.

"Shit! Harry.. your mouth is- uhh- so fucking good!!"

I moaned around it and placed my hands on his thighs, wanting to come untouched, just from the feeling of his dick full on my mouth and those sexy loud groans he was giving me.

"Harry!!" He moaned my name and that was enough for me to came as he also shot down my throat, and I backed off a bit to get some of him inside my mouth to taste him, oh he tasted so fucking good! He was like fruits. Like I said, my sweet man.

Some come dripped from the side of my mouth and down my chin and he surprised me when he wiped them with his index finger and gently moved it to my lips, and I welcomed his finger inside my mouth, and I sucked on it to get some more of his juicy taste.

"I don't want you to waste my come." He laughed.

Oh really now Zayn? Ha.

"Well, It'd always be a pleasure to drink your come." I smirked, feeling my own sticky come under me.

"Fuck!" He mumbled and I was the one laughing now.

"Calm down Zaynie man, don't want you hard for the forth time now."

I jumped off the bed to go to the bathroom and I heard him saying another fuck under his breath probably at the sight of my ass moving.

I started the shower while thinking, this is the best sex I ever had.

In fact, it's the only one I count.

Maybe I was a true virgin to what making love meant before you, Zayn.

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Writer:

After Harry and Zayn took their showers and changed the sheets, they both laid again on their bed, most probably ready to sleep right away.

But that wasn't the case for Zayn, he had one arm behind his head and the other resting above Harry's shoulder, as his younger lover was relaxing his body on his chest and stomach, with a steady breath.

But anyway Zayn couldn't sleep, he felt high for some reason, buzzing, excited, everything! That he couldn't sleep, letting out happy sigh after the other.

He wanted to scream it to the world, that tonight he had Harry. He felt him, all of him.

And he, Zayn Malik, not only let someone touch him, but also it was with the one he always dreamt about and longed for.

The silly smile on his face was so beautiful.

He had Harry!

He wanted to scream at how amazing this night was.

And he won't lie; he really felt jealous of anyone who had him this way.

Some light was already creeping inside the room, indicating the beginning -or the end- of the dawn.

Zayn kept repeating everything with his mind, and he giggled silently when he remembered how the guard got inside the room, almost giving them a heart attack.

And what Harry said after,

"Holy shit! He bloody fucking scared the shit out of me."

Zayn chuckled as the guard footsteps were fading from the hallway.

"Those are many swear words in one sentence."

"Did you see his red face though? I bet we scared him too."

"But I do appreciate that he came to rescue you since he heard you screaming. I bet I was that good?" Zayn smiled, waiting for some kind of reassuring from Harry.

But instead Harry said,

"I'm sure he'll be off to see some gay porn after seeing my ass."

"What? He didn't see anything! Haven't you noticed that I covered you with my arms!" Zayn frowned adorably.

"Then I guess he saw yours." He laughed.

Zayn chuckled again and he felt Harry moving above him. So he decided to stop letting those noises leave his mouth,

But he was surprised when he heard Harry speaking,

"Are you still awake, Zayn?"

"Yes, baby. Too happy to sleep, but why aren't you asleep yet?"

Harry looked up at Zayn, his face was a bit sad and Zayn's heart sank,

"What's wrong? are you feeling sick? Do you want me to get you some water? Or maybe some-"

"No, I'm fine Zayn." Harry pushed himself so he was now laying exactly beside Zayn, resting his head on the pillow.

Zayn, and without noticing, moved his hand to message Harry's tummy and pressed his lips to his forehead to check his temperature.

He left a kiss there, when he didn't feel any fever, he really wanted to rush to the bathroom to bring the thermometer but he really didn't wanna sound like a dad. So he kept rubbing Harry's tummy.

"Why are you still awake then?" Zayn wondered, moving a strand of hair away from Harry's eyes.

"I just-" he took a deep breath, "I really want to tell you what happened to me all those past years.. I need to tell you my story."

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A/N: I thought after the shitty smut in the last chapter you deserve something better. Hope u like it x

What do u think of the story so far? Is it going too slow for your liking?

Harry gonna tell his version of the events next chapter, and there gonna be some news about Holland too.

Dedicated to spero_ambrosia
Cause you always wait for me and ask me to update and that really warms my heart! Thank you so much! 💚

Thank u for reading as always. Love y'all💛

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