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Zayn malik (❤️‍🔥)

prompt : Zayn  malik x reader 

 You stood in the crowd, the excitement building within you as you waited for Zayn Malik to take the stage. The air was electric with anticipation, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your stomach as the lights went down and the music started.

Suddenly, Zayn emerged from the darkness, his voice filling the stadium as he sang the opening notes of his hit song. The crowd erupted into cheers, and you felt yourself getting swept up in the moment.

As he moved across the stage, his eyes locked on yours, and you felt your heart skip a beat. Zayn may have been a superstar, but in that moment, it felt like he was singing just for you.

The music pounded in your ears, and you danced along with the crowd, your body moving to the beat of the music. Zayn's voice washed over you like a wave, and you felt yourself getting lost in the moment.

As the concert continued, Zayn worked the crowd, his energy infectious as he sang hit after hit. The fans were screaming his name, and you felt yourself getting caught up in the excitement.

But as the night wore on, and the concert drew to a close, you found yourself feeling a little sad. You didn't want the moment to end, didn't want to leave the world of music and lights behind.

But then Zayn stepped to the edge of the stage, his eyes locked on yours once more. "This one's for you," he said, before launching into a soulful ballad that sent shivers down your spine.

As he finished the song, he blew you a kiss, and the crowd erupted into cheers once more. You felt your heart swell with emotion, and you knew that this was a night you would never forget. Zayn Malik may have been a superstar, but in that moment, he had made you feel like the only person in the world.

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After the concert, you made your way backstage, eager to meet Zayn. You were shaking with nerves, unsure of what to say to the superstar who had just wowed you with his performance.

But when you finally came face to face with him, he was all smiles and charm, his eyes lighting up as he recognized you from the crowd.

"Hey there," he said, his voice smooth as silk. "What did you think of the show?"

You could barely find your voice, the sight of him so overwhelming. "It was amazing," you managed to stutter out. "You were incredible up there."

Zayn's smile widened, and he stepped closer to you, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said. "But I couldn't help but notice you in the crowd. You were dancing like nobody was watching."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you felt a blush creeping up your cheeks. "I just got caught up in the moment," you said, trying to play it cool.

Zayn chuckled, the sound making your heart race. "Well, I'm glad you did. You looked like you were having the time of your life."

He stepped closer still, and you could feel the heat of his body as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Would you like to come back to my hotel with me?" he whispered, his voice low and seductive.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt a thrill of excitement course through you. Zayn may have been cocky, but there was no denying the raw sexual chemistry between the two of you.

"Yes," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I would love to."

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Zayn grinned at your response, and he took your hand, leading you through the backstage area and out to his waiting car. The drive to his hotel was a blur of anticipation and excitement, the air between you electric with sexual tension.

As soon as you stepped into his hotel room, Zayn pulled you into his arms, his lips crashing down on yours in a fiery kiss. The taste of him was heady and intoxicating, and you felt yourself getting lost in the sensation of his body pressed against yours.

Zayn's hands roamed over your body, teasing and tantalizing you as he kissed his way down your neck. You gasped at the feel of his lips on your skin, the sensation sending shivers down your spine.

As he pushed you gently onto the bed, you felt your body responding to his touch, every nerve in your body alight with desire. Zayn's hands were everywhere at once, and you couldn't help but moan as he worked his way down your body, his lips and tongue tracing patterns on your skin.

Finally, he reached your core, and he kissed you deeply, his tongue flicking over your sensitive flesh. You cried out in pleasure, unable to contain the overwhelming sensations that were washing over you.

Zayn continued to tease and tantalize you, his mouth working magic on your body until you felt like you were about to explode with pleasure. And when you finally did, your body convulsing in ecstasy, you felt like you were on top of the world.

As you lay there, sated and spent, Zayn curled up beside you, his arms wrapped tightly around you. "You know," he said, his voice soft and teasing. "Maybe I should start taking you to all of my concerts. You seem to bring out the best in me."

You chuckled at his words, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment that you had never felt before. As cocky and arrogant as he could be, there was no denying that Zayn Malik had a way of making you feel like the only person in the world.

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You smirked, rolling over to face him. "Is that all I am to you? A good luck charm?"

Zayn grinned at your response, his fingers trailing lazily down your arm. "No, not just a good luck charm," he said, his tone teasing. "You're also a damn good lay."

You playfully swatted at him, shaking your head in mock indignation. "Is that all I am to you? Just a good lay?"

Zayn's expression softened, his hand moving to stroke your hair. "No, of course not," he said, his tone sincere. "You're so much more than that. You're funny, and smart, and beautiful. And when I'm with you, I feel like I can be myself."

You felt your heart swell at his words, a sense of affection and warmth filling you. It was moments like these, when he let his guard down and showed you his vulnerable side, that made you fall even more deeply in love with him.

Wrapping your arms around him, you pulled him close, relishing in the feel of his warm skin against yours. It was moments like these that made all the chaos and drama of their lives worth it. Moments of pure, unadulterated love and affection that made everything else fade into the background.

And as you drifted off to sleep in Zayn's arms, you knew that no matter what tomorrow brought, you had each other. And that was all that really mattered.

a/n ; why is the AI writing smut 💀