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Bathrooms- Zarry smut

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Zayn wrapped his hand around his wrist and headed off down the corridor. Suddenly Harry was yanked into a room and he heard the frame creak, as the door was slammed shut. He didn't even have to look around to know where he was: the bathroom. 

 

Oh how Harry hated bathrooms; the nauseating smell that you would want to flee from, the tight spaces that barely left room for a second person to stand in and the disturbing light, which made him look like shit and left him with a headache. The sight of the toilet without a lid was pretty much the worst thing to experience when he was pinned up against the wall and Zayn was pounding into him. The different cold tiles would press against his back whenever his boyfriend took control, the inconveniently placed washbasin always got in the way or even prevented a make out session, then the mirror that always fogged up too easily; he hated it all. And after he would be left shaking and gasping, he had to collect his clothes off of the messy and sticky floor. 

 

But this was the only place he could have Zayn, the only time he could feel him, touch him, make him bite his shoulder trying not to scream out when Harry buried himself deep inside his body. "Zayn", he moaned as he tangled his fingers into the jet-black hair and tugged on the roots. Harry found himself pushed up against the door already, his boyfriend licking his jaw line. "What, love?", a growl came from his skin and he pulled up Zayn's face and slammed their lips together. The bolt of electricity shot through his torso and he sighed. Their mouths molded perfectly together and the kisses got passionate and lustful. 

 

He let his tongue invade Zayn's mouth and roamed it with a sudden urgency. That's when he felt the hold on his waist tighten and suddenly his mate ground his crotch into his. A groan left Harry's throat, feeling the prominent bulge pressing into his thigh. Zayn took over, obviously really horny and he felt his hands roam his chest and explore the skin underneath Harry's shirt. He rested his head back, letting the older boy kiss and touch him. "Harry", Zayn hushed and it sent goose bumps down his neck as his eyes met the dark orbs that were staring intently at him. His boyfriend's fingers skimmed his lower stomach and slipped into his tight chinos. "Zayn don't", he immediately interrupted but the boy didn't stop. 

 

"I said no!", he barked and this time it had an effect. "What's up babe?", his lover hissed and pulled back, leaving him feeling cold. "I hate this", he replied meeting Zayn's gaze. "What?", the sigh of disbelief was weak and immediately underlined with a: "What do you mean?" "I hate having to hide. This is a bathroom for Christ's sake! I don't want to be spending the rest of my sex life in a f*cking toilet room", he exclaimed and the tanned guy sighed. "Can't this wait?" "No it can't", he retorted sternly and Zayn leaned in to leave butterfly kisses down his neck. "I'm sorry Haz", Zayn purred and his hand cupped Harry's face gently, while the other dropped to the waist. 

 

The curly haired boy felt himself succumb and was about to take back everything when his hand that was gliding down the wall, trying to support his weight as his knees were buckling, met some gum and he wailed in disgust. "I want a bed Z, a table, I don't care just not another bathroom. Please, I want to make love to you. Not have to squeeze in a quickie in the five minute break and have to relieve stress and keep my voice down." "Ugh Haz you're not helping my situation", Zayn whimpered, his rock hard c*ck painfully strained in his jeans and squeezed in between Harry's thighs. 

 

"We can't. Just not now, you know the boys shouldn't know! What if management finds out then? It's too risky", the Bradford lad reminded and he snarled. When teeth nipped at his soft skin, he pushed the guy off of him and demanded: "I'm serious." Zayn bite his lip, clearly trying to solve the problem and his eyes flicked to his green eyes. "Okay I'll make it work, I promise", he couldn't believe his ears and a huge smile appeared on his face. "But please suck me off now Harry", the command was desperate and Zayn was already opening his jeans and pushing them down along with his boxers. They switched positions so that now the younger lad had the other one pinned against the door. 

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