"Harry what are you saying? Are you okay?" Zayn asks in a concerned voice. Harry nods his head before pulling him more close by his waist, causing their crotches to rub. Both of them moan at that.
Harry taps on Zayn's waist, silently telling him to get his jeans off. Zayn nods before getting up and takes off his jeans and boxers. He takes off Harry's boxers as well. He doesn't miss the shy smile Harry gives.
He quickly comes back on top Harry who is quick to hold him close against his body and hides his face in the crook of Zayn's neck. He is so cold but Zayn doesn't mind. He loves being Harry's source of warmth.
"Do you have anything?" Panting, Zayn asks after some minutes of heavy making out. He looks at Harry who looks beautiful with his lips swollen and bitten red and his body scattered with love bites. And yeah, Zayn can get used to this sight everyday.
"What?" Breaking his trance, Harry asks looking up at Zayn in confusion.
"Um, do you have some lube?" Zayn asks again.
"N-No" Harry blushes. Zayn smiles before kissing both his cheeks.
"That's alright." Zayn assures him. Harry nods.
"This will do." Zayn runs his thumb along Harry's bottom lip. Harry pokes his tongue out a little and sucks on the tip lightly while looking at Zayn with lust clouded eyes. Zayn, who's eyes are mirroring his own.
"Suck harder." Zayn demands in a husky voice and he could feel Harry harden against him a little more. He smirks when Harry nods and starts sucking harder, coating Zayn's finger with his saliva while looking at him with darkened eyes.
Zayn takes out his thumb out of his mouth before rubbing the saliva coated finger against Harry's hole. The action makes Harry's breath and grips Zayn's shoulder harder.
"You okay?" Zayn asks as he pokes his middle finger in his wet hole.
"Yeah" Harry breathes. "Yeah I am good."
Zayn nods before kissing him lovingly while fingering him at the same time.
"You're so beautiful." Zayn tells him while adding another finger. Harry whimpers at this but soon moans when Zayn rubs against that precious spot. Harry doesn't know why but he feels like he'd explode if Zayn doesn't do something now.
"Zayn" He mewls when Zayn rubs gently against that spot. "More" he pleads.
"It's okay, I have got you" Zayn coos at him before getting up a bit and taking Harry's member in his other hand while he keeps fingering him. Harry, who's new to all these keeps moaning and writhing in the bed while gripping the bed sheets harder every time Zayn hits that spot while stroking him at the same time.
"I-I need you" Harry moans. "Please" he begs.
Zayn decides not to torture the curly haired lad anymore. He stops stroking and fingering him, causing Harry to whimper at the loss of touch and kneels between the vampire's legs. He starts stroking himself while looking at Harry's puckered hole and moans at the sight.
Harry, wanting some kind of friction, starts stroking himself with his head thrown back in the pillows. He feels something funny in the pit of stomach but he can't stop himself. It feels so good. So he starts stroking himself faster and Zayn moans a bit loud at the sight.
"I feel funny here." Harry whimpers while pointing at his abdomen with the other hand. Zayn, despite of the situation, wants to coo at the Vampire because damn, he's like an innocent baby.
"You've never watched porn, have you?" Zayn asks fondly. Harry blushes in response.
"N-No. But Louis tells me all the time about his 'you know what' encounters." Harry defenses himself. He feels like, he needs to tell Zayn that he is not a child who doesn't know anything about sex. He knows how sex works. It's just just he doesn't know why he is feeling so funny. No biggie.
Zayn smiles fondly at him before kissing his forehead. He finds it cute that Harry used 'you know what' instead of the word 'sex'.
"It's because you're going to come, babe." Zayn informs smiling down at him. "If you want to come after I am inside of you then I must say, you should stop doing that."
Harry immediately stops stroking himself and waits for Zayn impatiently. He sighs when Zayn lines himself up at his entrance and pokes the tip in it.
"You okay?" Zayn asks in concern when he sees Harry's face scrunched in pain.
"Yeah, I am okay. Just...just push it in one go and get over it. Louis once said, it's better like that." Harry informs him and Zayn rolls his eyes fondly at him.
"You are so cute" He pecks his lips but Harry pulls him close for a proper kiss. Zayn pushes himself inside of him when he feels Harry so into the kiss. Harry gasps at that and accidentally biting Zayn's lips a little too hard, causing it to bleed. Zayn wince a bit but tugs on his curls when he feels Harry sucking on his lips and nibbling it, quite hungrily causing it to bleed more and Zayn is in ecstasy. Because although it hurts a bit, it feels so good.
"So good." Harry moans arching his back while licking Zayn's lips and sucking more. It's then Zayn realizes what Harry is doing. He is sucking his blood.
He pulls away from Harry and looks at him with dark eyes. Not feeling Zayn's lips or his sweet blood anymore, Harry's eyes snap open and he realizes what he has done.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry, Zayn. I-I didn't mean to...I..." Harry feels like crying because he really didn't mean to suck his blood. But he just couldn't stop himself. Zayn tastes so good and he just can't help himself. He looks up at Zayn who is looking at him and then his eyes travel to his bitten lips and God, the sight and the smell of Zayn is just so so overwhelming. He wants to mark him. Claim him. But he can't do that. Not without Zayn's consent. He loves him too much to do that.
"I-I'll just go." Harry starts to get up but falls down on bed and grips Zayn's shoulder harder when Zayn snaps his hips against him, instantly hitting his prostate.
"Did I say you can leave?" Zayn demands while pulling himself out a little then pushing in harder. Harry mewls at this.
He loves this dominant side of Zayn. Maybe a bit too much.
"Tell me!" Zayn demands while pushing again, harder.
"N-No." Harry moans.
"Good boy." Zayn smirks while moving inside of him. This time faster and harder causing both of them to moan.
"Do you want to feed off of me?" Zayn pulls his face up by his curls while moving faster and harder. So hard that the headboard starts hitting the wall. Harry who has his eyes closed in pleasure, can only moan in response. He would love to taste that sweet blood of him again.
"Suck!" Zayn commands him while bringing the green eyed lad's face to his neck. He never knew he has this dominant side inside of him. He thought he is going too hard on Harry but when he sees him moaning helplessly against his neck, he knew that he is enjoying this as well.
Zayn feels Harry's fangs digging into his neck and he moans at the feeling. The stinging feeling gives him an unknown pleasure. He never knew someone sucking his blood could feel so good.
"Mmm.. so good." Harry moans against his skin while sucking on it.
"Does it feel good?" Zayn asks even though he knows the answer. He keeps thrusting inside of him harder.
"So good. So sweet." Harry moans.
Zayn stops thrusting and pulls him away a bit by his curls. He looks into those dark green eyes intently.
"Good because I want my blood inside of your body. Want you to feel me every time you walk, run or do anything. I don't want to share you with anyone, ever. You're hearing me?" Zayn demands.
Harry nods while mewling softly at the feeling of Zayn tugging on his hair. It seems like he is another world with how his face reflects the pleasure he is in. Zayn smirks before smacking a kiss on his lips and starts thrusting inside of him harder than ever.
"What do you want. Tell me what do you want." Zayn demands while rocking himself against Harry.
"I want..mmm..." Harry says between moans. "I wa-want ...shit..-I want to m-mark you - mmm...ahhh yessss faster...yeah like that...harder-mmmm- want to make ..mmm...make you mine."
"Then do it. Mark me as yours." Zayn says while obliging to Harry and thrusting deeper and harder while bringing his pale face to his tanned neck.
"Bu-but" Harry goes to protest but moans when Zayn hit his prostate again, causing him to dig his short nails down his back.
"I am not asking you." He thrusts deeper. "I am telling you." He commands. "No do it!"
Without a word, Harry latches himself onto the same spot from where he sucked his sweet blood just minutes ago and marks him. The feeling is just so so overwhelming that Zayn has to close his eyes.
And then he's coming inside of Harry in a matter of seconds. Maybe it was overwhelming for Harry as well because Zayn feels hot liquid on chest and from the loud moan that Harry muffle against his neck, he knows that he came too.
He feels so tired, so so tired. Like he just ran a marathon. His limbs feel like jelly and in the next moment, he feels himself falling on Harry's cold but oddly comfortable chest. After some minutes of lying there in silence, Harry turns them a bit so that he's snuggled into his chest and Zayn wraps an arm around him, pulling him close.
He feels Harry kissing the bitten spot and Zayn smiles at the gesture. Zayn is about to tell him something when suddenly he starts to see something behind his closed eyelids and he feels his head getting heavier.
He starts to see himself meeting Harry who's in some old British attire with Liam beside him. He doesn't recognise the place but he can say, Harry looks much less paler in that scenario. Then he sees them chasing after each other around a tree, laughing and carefree. He sees himself giving Harry a sunflower in a room, he sees himself getting beaten up and then he sees himself looking up at a crying Harry. He hears himself saying the words, "I love you Haz." The last thing he hears is a crying Harry saying, "I love you, Jaan." Before everything goes black and Zayn feels physically drained of energy. He feels so tired that he can't even open his eyes.
He thinks, he feels something wet against his chest. He thinks he hear Harry sobbing but shrugs it off because why Harry would be crying right? It must be his imagination. He pulls Harry more close to his chest and kisses his curls.
"I love you so much, Jaan. Just please-please don't forget me." Is the last thing Zayn hears before sleep takes over him.
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Phew!
The longest chapter of this book.
I hope the smut was okay? I am like, not that good in writing these kinda stuffs. So bear with me?
I love/loce you all.