his plan was simple. all he wanted was for zayn to feel the way he felt when he found out. and he knew just how he was going to do it. he was going to cheat on zayn. once the thought had popped in his head he couldn't shake it. it was like an itch he couldn't scratch. it just wouldn't go away.
he was set on making zayn regret ever doing that to him. he knows just the person he wants to cheat on zayn with too. harry. so he waits until zayn has to leave on a four day business trip to go and seek out harry.
he waited an hour after zayn left to catch his flight to leave the house and go to gemmas bakery. he was praying the taller lad would be there like he had been just a week and a half ago. he hadn't seen him there before though so he is wondering if the lad was just there as a one time thing.
as he turns the corner to the bakery he comes to a halt. his heart is beating hard in his chest and his palms are sweaty. he doesn't know if he can do this, doesn't know if he can cheat on zayn. he already feels guilty, he doesn't know how he'll feel after it's happened.
he wonders for a second if zayn felt this guilty while betraying him. he doesn't know but he can't imagine it was easy for zayn as it is so hard for him and he's not even. done anything.
something inside him. pushes him to walk down the street and to the bakery. he quickly goes in before he can change his mind. there is no one behind the counter so he waits, walking over to the counter and leaning on it. he waits for awhile. eventually getting bored and deciding to wander into the back as he has been in there many times before with gemma.
before he can walk into the back are he hears a faint groan coming from the bathroom. he is curious so he walks over, pressing his ear against the door. he hears a faint "fūck," and backs away.
it sounds really hot, he thinks it's harry in there. hopes really, so he reaches for the door handle. it's unlocked so he pulls the door open and sees the tall curly lad he met before say on the toilet stroking his long cøck. liam gasps causing harry to look at him and quickly try to hide his díck.
"h-hi," liam stutters out still staring at harrys crotch area. harry in a rush tucked it underneath his jeans but it was very prominent and liam could see the outline of it.
"do you need something?" harry asks a dark red blush tinting his cheeks as liam just stands there staring at him. liam shakes his head getting himself out of his haze.
"yeah your cøck up my arse," liam says before he can really think about it. now it's his turn to blush as harrys fave goes from confused his mouth open a bit in shock to cockiness. a smirk spreading across his face as he looks at the blushing lad still stood too far away from him.
he stands up from the toilet he was sat on. "i don't wanna do it in here," harry says smirking. liam nods in agreement. "didn't think anyone would come in. no one usually does on tuesdays," harry says seemingly trying to explain his previous actions. he definitely doesn't want liam to think that he is some sort of sex addict or anything like that.
"where?" liam asks.
"over the counter," harry says watching liams bum as he walks behind the counter. liam presses his bum against the counter so that he is facing harry. harry steps in front of him, he is about four inches taller than liam so liam has to look up at him a bit.
harry cups liams cheeks and all liam can really focus on is the loud thumping of his heart. is he really about to do this? is he really about to cheat on zayn. the so called love of his life. well as harrys lips meet his the answer is yes.
he doesn't kiss back at first. but as harry presses himself closer to him he can't help it. he moans at the feeling of harrys length pressed up against his leg. he moans into the kiss as harry pulls at the ends of his hair.
he grips the front of harrys shirt with his hands. he gently bites harrys lips as harry begins to let his hands roam liams body more. he lifts liam up so that he is sitting on the counter. liam wraps his legs around harrys waist, the heels of his feet digging into the small of harrys back.
liam arches his back so that his and harrys chest are pressed together. he wraps his arms around harrys neck, all the feelings he felt before are now washed away as he feels harrys lips against his own. "fūck me," liam mumbles into the kiss. it's all he wants right now.
"okay. okay yeah," harry agrees. who would pass on that? he pulls away liam dropping his legs from harrys waist and getting back on the floor. they simultaneously take off their clothes. liam taking his shoes off first then turning around as he takes off his jeans. wiggling his hips so that he can get the tight skinny jeans off. he is wearing a pair of black knickers that define his bum perfectly.
he slips off his sweater deciding to leave his all grey t-shirt on. harry is completely naked, his cøck the only part of him liam can look at. he licks his lips, and bites hard on his bottom lip as harry crowds his space again. he places both his hands on harrys pecks. he runs his index fingers over the bird tattoos on his chest.
he looks up at harry giving him a faux innocent look. "turn around," harry husks out into liams ear. liam nods, turning around. he gasps as harry pushes him down, his shirt rides up a bit making his bare belly rest against the cold counter.
"You looks so good in these panties," harry says letting his hands roam all over Liam's pale back. He slightly pulls down the parties bending down to kiss liams bum gently. he peppers kisses randomly in that area. making liam keen with want where he is.
He pulls down Liam panties so that they stay under the curve of liam bum. he gets down kn his knees and spreads liams bum cheeks apart blowing cold air on liams hole causing him to shiver and push back. he whines loudly saying "don't tease too much please," this is his first time getting fucked by someone other than zayn. so he has no idea how harry does things.
harry licks the pad of his index finger and presses it gently against liams hole never pushing it in just moving it in slow steady circles.
liam pushes back against harrys finger needing to be fucked with something. harry slaps his arse then rubs it soothingly. "don't move," harry whispers then kisses liams bum again.
liam whimpers gripping onto the edges of the counter as harry licks a long stripe over liams hole. liam wants nothing more than to push back on harrys face but he also wants to listen to him. harry flattens his tongue and rubs it over liams hole in an expert way.
harry spits on liams hole to make it more slick, then gently rubs his thumb around liams hole. he finally gives liam what he wants and slowly pushes his finger in. he slowly thrusts his finger in and out, quite rough without any lube to slick liam up.
he pus out his thumb then pushes in his index finger and middle into Liam's tight hole. he keeps a steady pace of slow and deep. liam is a moaning mess as harry curves his long fingers just the right way repeatedly hitting liams prostate.
"jesus christ," liam whines out his face pressed up against the cold wooden counter. his mouth is slightly open, whines and moans the only things leaving his mouth as harry continues to do work.
harry spits on his fingers then adds a third finger licking his lips at the sweet sounds filling the bakery because of liam. he thrusts his fingers at a faster pace scissoring his fingers a bit. liam subconsciously pushes back against his fingers.
harry just let's liam use his fingers as if they were liams favorite toy. harry jerks himself off, rubbing his cøck quickly as he hasn't touched it since he was in the bathroom. he holds liams hip making him stop. he pulls his fingers out making liam wiggle his bum because he doesn't want him to stop.
"harry please," He begs.
"hold on babe," liam groans in the back of his throat letting out a silent ok. harry stands up he spits on his fingers rubbing his cøck lubing it up. as he is about to push into liam he stops as liam says a breathless wait.
"get my phone," he says. "it's in my pants,"
"why?" harry asks.
"i want you to record us. so i can watch it later," he says looking back at harry with a devilish smile. harrys eyes go wide and he bends down grabbing liams pants and taking his phone out.
"password?"
"011293," he says quickly. harry without hesitation goes to the camera app and then presses record.
he rubs his cock between liams arse cheeks, teasingly rubbing his tip over liams hole.
"harry jus-" before liam can finish harry slowly pushes his tip in making the younger lad moan at the sensation. harry watches as he pushes into him through the camera. he grips liams shirt, wrapping it around his hand. liam arches his back getting harry to bottom out as deep as possible. he lets liam adjust
"move," liam moans rocking his hips back a little. harry uses liams shirt to pull the lad back against him. he pushes in deep. he slowly pushes in and out. liam notices harry seems to like it like that; at first nice and slow then fast and rushed.
"you're so tight," harry moans as liam clenches and unclenches around him. liam grips at the counter edge tighter making his knuckles go white.
"z-harry," liam moans as harry begins to thrust into him faster, bit bothering to push all the way it. he watches on the camera as his cøck slides in and out of the lad with a rough ease. liam will surely be sore tomorrow but Liam could care less. the rough feel of harry fūcking him is making this all better.
"m-m close," liam moans. his untouched cøck leaking with precum.
liam keeps mumbling out harrys name moaning loudly as harry finds his sweet spot and it hits it spot on with every other thrust. he lets go of liams shirt reaching for his hair instead. he records the way his fingers tangle on liams hair. then he points the camera back.
he loves the way liams bum jiggles with every thrust. it's so hot. harry groans loudly at the sight of him fucking the boy. he can't even imagine what it will be like to watch it later and get off.
"oh fuck," liam moans as he starts to come. harry has to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from coming right then, the feeling of liams arse clutching hotly around him as he cums too much. he stays deep, only circling his hips now that he's got liam limp like a ragdoll underneath himself.
"cum inside me," Liam begs hotly, groaning loudly as harry fūcks into liam hard a few more times before he cums deep inside of him. harrys cøck twitches wetly as he drags his cock out and fucks it in hard once more causing Liam to let out a shocked little moan.
"wow," harry says keeping the video on. he slowly pulls out of him. he records the way his cum drips out of liams bum. recording how liams bum twitches. he sticks his finger in, pushing it as much as he can. liams legs shake at that and he feels completely fūcked out. "you're amazing," harry says then stops the video. he sets the phone on the counter then runs his hand up liams back in a soothing manner.
"are you good?" harry asks. liam has his eyes closed and his breathing is at an out of breath pace.
"yeah," he mumbles out. harry grabs a napkin from the dispenser on the counter and cleans himself and liam off. he pulls on his briefs and jeans. he stares at liam admiring him.
liam doesn't move for like another ten minutes. he gets dressed completely flushed. he almost puts on his pants backwards.
harry takes his phone typing in the code. he puts his number in his phone making his name "harry x". he hands it to liam. the places his hand on his cheek. he kisses liam again.
"i have to go," liam says placing his hand on harrys arm. he accepts another kiss from harry making him smile softly.
"text me. we should do this again. or just like hang out," he offers. he definitely wants to see liam again. liam merely nods in agreement. he kisses harry on the cheek and leaves in a rush. "wait!" harry shouts as he's about to leave.
"your sweater," he says walking over to him. "oh and make sure to send me that video,"
"will do," liam says then leaves. he walks back to his and zayns apartment with a limp. he feels horrible but at the same time he feels amazing. liberated. there's this feeling in his stomach that he can't shake. it's definitely guilt. he is fumbling bad as he tries to open the door.
he drops the keys and takes a deep breath. before he can go to pick then up someone else does. "long day?" the blue eyed lad asks handing liam his keys. liam stands there for a moment staring at the feathery haired lad with a light stubble littering his jawline.
"you could say that," liam says turning to open his apartment door.
"i'm louis i just moved in," he says pointing down the hall.
"nice to meet you,"
"ditto. but i have to go. maybe we can be friends?" asks then starts walking away.
"yeah definitely," liam says with a smile on his face.
once he gets the door open he goes in in a hurry and closes it. leaning against the door and sliding down. he takes out his phone going to his contact list and finding harry. he goes to his gallery and send him the video.
he then goes to zayn. he contemplates on whether or not he wants to send him the video like he planned. he hovers his thumb over the send button. before he can really make a decision he does it. and it sends.
he smirks and types 'oops' before turning off his phone and sighing loudly where he sits. what a day.
AUTHORS NOTE.
y'all its 3 am . but i was really inspired lol .