Zayn Malik

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It was a cold night. So you and Zayn were in each others arms under the sheets to keep warm. You fell asleep in minutes but he just couldn't keep his eyes closed. He was too busy watching you sleep. He knew you were a bubbly hyped up person so he knew you loved your sleep. It was the only time he ever seen you so calm and peaceful. He had fallen asleep from caressing your soft blonde hair. It was morning and you woke up with the scent of cinnimon and syrup. You lift your arms to stretch then letting out a yawn. You walk downstairs in one of Zayn's t-shirts that fit you a little too big. He see's you and gives a big smile and pecks you on the cheek making a *Muah* sound. You give him a cheeky grin and he hands you a plate of pancakes.

"Awh, you're so sweet." You kiss him back.

~Time Skip~

After finishing your pancakes you say, "I thought you didn't cook?"

He laughs a bit, "I do but not often. For you I do." You blush and smile.

A moment passes and you're staring deeply in his big brown orbs as he gazes into your blue ones. He glances at your pink lips and kisses them softly. After just a few more kissing his arms were around your waist and you were pulling his shirt off. He lifts you up as you wrap your leps around him. He roughly carries you up the stares. Just before getting up the stares both of your clothes were off and the heavy breathing began. He was still carrying you until you both collapse on the bed.

His kisses went from your lips to your color bone. He was sitting with is legs open as yours were still around him. That was his favorite posistion so that he would be able to put his fingers through your hair and you can grip him tightly; which was a turn on for him. The climax hit before you even knew so you moaned loudly causing him to squeeze your skin against his. Your fingers glided along his back, feeling the moist heat radiate from his bare skin. The moment was magical and you couldn't help but fall over him and take over.

"Ride me." He said.

You giggle and did exactly what he wanted to do. His hands gribbed tightly to your hips and he couldn't help but groan your name. Your hips worked wonders on him and he loved it. Eventually you both grew tired and layed in bed together. Your head on his chest with your fingers trailing the tatoos on his pecks.

A/N: Hey! Sorry this one ended so quickly, I couldn't figure out how to transition it cx Anyway thanks for reading! I hope you liked it, please vote and comment! :D

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