Liam's P.O.V
Zayn is panting, he rolls his small body over so he is not facing me. I don't think I went too far...dammit Liam you probably fucking scared him with your fucking kinky side.
His pants still hand on his ankles showing his bare adorable back side. I smile to myself but help him slide them carefully back onto his feeble body. I scoop him up into my arms and cuddle.
"I'm sorry" I murmur into his ear nuzzling my nose against his head and squeezing him tighter.
"F-for what?" He whispers his face is pressed against my chest as he lays sprawled across me laying in the trunk of his hippie van.
"Scaring you" I tell him.
"You didn't scare me..it felt g-good actually" Zayn admits his voice small. I smile and squeeze him tighter.
"Okay go to sleep then, your post orgasm and I'm guessing still frazzled" I tell him smirking. He snuggles into my chest farther pulling my shirt down a bit to press his face against my bare chest.
I close my eyes and listen to the patter of rain on the windows as the storm rolls on. Today has turned out great.
