Bathrooms Zarry smut

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A/N I'm super excited for this hope you guys enjoy. I loved writing this and tell me what you think. Comment vote whatever it's really appreciated xxxxx love you

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. 

He leant in and stole a kiss before dropping to his knees in front of him. Planting kisses onto the hipbones, Harry trailed lower until he was inches away from the aroused flesh. His hands wrapped around it, luring out a strangled gasp. In slow motion his lips moved closer until he pressed them down over the head and took in Zayn's d*ck. However much to his lover's displeasure, Harry retreated and smirked up into the dark brown eyes watching him. "You're soooo needy Zayn", he mocked and blew onto the wet tip. "Fuck you Harry." "Oh I bet you'd love to. Right Z?" A threatening growl escaped the otherwise controlled lad. 

"Come on, beg for my mouth", he challenged but didn't get a response. So Harry grabbed a hold of Zayn's hips and licked a strip along the underside of his c*ck. Without hesitation he guided the aching hard-on into his hot mouth. Earning a content hum from the older boy, he began bobbing his head up and down slowly. By now he knew just what he had to do, little flicks with the tip of his tongue, constricting his cheeks when half of Zayn's length was inside and soft teeth scratching were the key. "God Haz!", the throaty groan filled the small room. Harry could tell that the boy was close and once again pulled back. Malik's eyes shot open and his hand grabbed a fistful of Harry's curls. "Stop the fucking teasing", he demanded but the younger lad just chuckled. 

Leaning forward a bit, he pressed his tongue flat against the slit that was dripping pre-cum. Peering up at his gorgeous boyfriend, he tried to muster a testing look and it seemed to work. Suddenly Zayn's hips bucked forward seeking more contact but in a flash he pinned them against the wall with his hands, keeping them from moving an inch. "Harry please", a whine sounded and he smiled. This was exactly what he had wanted to achieve. "What?" "Babe, suck me off. Please I want your tight mouth around my c*ck", pleads were now flooding out of Zayn's lips and he looked down at the curly haired pleaser in between his legs, sporting a victorious smile. 

Obliging, Harry now took the arousal all the way down his throat. As it bumped against the back of his throat, he ignored the gag reflex and contracted his throat. "F*ck so tight!", following the curse, the hand in his curls tightened. He moaned onto the length that was stretching his esophagus but refused to avoid the discomfort. Instead he bored his fingertips into Zayn's butt cheeks and didn't stop until his nose was up against the lad's stomach and he was sure that all of the huge c*ck was in his mouth. "Harry I'm gonna cum soon." 

This was his queue to pull back a little and take him back in, sucking in his cheeks to make it unbelievably tight in his mouth. The moan that sent vibrations onto the swollen skin pushed his boyfriend over the edge. He glanced up to see him throw his head back, an expression of pure lust taking over his flawless face, his eyebrows furrowing, his luscious lips parting, his throat releasing Harry's name in a long cry, his eyes squeezed shut and his knees buckling at the sensation. Smoothly he caught the black-haired teenager and his biceps flexed as he supported his lover's weight with his arms. "Zayn, Harry? Where are you guys we have to leave!", they heard Niall shouting and sighed. Harry pulled off of Zayn's now limp d*ck and straightened up. He watched the other boy quickly redress and smiled, turning to the door after fixing his hair. "Wait." Harry turned around and was immediately engulfed in a passionate kiss. He moaned a bit as Zayn's tongue found its way into his mouth and gently sucked on his. When their lips left the other's, he whispered huskily: "We have to go." "I won't forget Haz, I promise", his boyfriend said sporting a grin and lead the way out of the bathroom. 

A week passed with two more bathroom encounters, Harry was beginning to feel frustrated. Not that he didn't love Zayn and how he claimed him... Oh God how he made him feel. The raven-haired's eyelids fluttering close when he had climaxed in between them. The way Zayn's fingers left prints in his waist. It wasn't that he didn't crave the sex, he just felt used. And so he decided to keep his distance. Harry stayed with the other boys at least two guys always by his side, not leaving an opportunity for Zayn to approach him. He ignored the looks he was casted and acted as innocently and obliviously as he could. Of course this wasn't what he wanted, but he couldn't stand another bathroom.

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A/N: so I posted the second part but it's restricted even though I censored it stupid Wattpad :/ so go and fan me (unfan me again if you hate me that much hahaha) and you should see it in the chapter selection ^^^^^^^^^^^^^: part 2 <3