Dirty Zayn Imagine for Shanice
He lit the end of his cigarette, eyes casting heavy cloud on everything in his wake. He was tired of fighting, tired of all the fucking arguments. He grabbed the bottle that sat beside him chugging the contents. He was pissed, his fists clenching and unclenching every time he thought about it. He stood up blocking your exit as you tried to leave. “Sometimes I swear I can’t stand you!” you shouted, pushing past him to go back to kitchen fighting angry tears. His eyes darkened, as you turned away from him focusing on the dishes pilling up in the sink. He came from behind so quietly it startled you, “Fuck” he mumbled “You drive me mad, you know that?” He whispered, reaching his hands down the front of your pants. You gasped, “Zayn! What hell?” He ignored you finding your weak spot, running his fingers back and forth along your center. You gasped barely able to stand straight. You leaned against him trying to find your balance; he took full advantage of your weakness; sucking, biting, and nibbling on the soft skin just below your jaw. You let a sharp moan as one of his fingers entered you; he added a second rapidly driving you to the edge.
“Tell me you love me” he growled, pressing into you deeper. Your legs were shaking now, but he wasn’t letting up. “I- I l...love you” You whined. You were close now, as soon as he felt you clenching around him he pulled out. He spun you around siting you on the counter, his mouth came crashing down on yours. His fingers tangled in your long black hair deepening the kiss, his eyes darkening with desire as he tugged on your lip with his teeth. He pulled your pants off as long with his, he was completely ready. He pulled you close pushing himself inside you; you wrapped your arms around him unable to concentrate on anything other than the way he felt inside of you. “You feel wonderful, “he said breathlessly, more to himself than to you. “ So fucking tight”. He started moving faster; because he teased you beforehand you were nearly at the point of breaking. You placed sloppy kisses down his neck digging your nails into his exposed skin. He thrusted harder hitting a spot that made you see stars, “Zayn..! Zayn..! Zayn..!” you moaned it like a mantra.
“Again. Tell me again” he demanded. This time you screamed it the words flowing melodically from your lips, “I love you! I love you”. At the sound of your voice his thrusts become harder, more chaotic as you began meeting his every thrust. You both came, body’s shaking from orgasm.
“I love you Shanice” he whispered carrying you to the bedroom you collapsed in a heap on the bed breathing heavily. There were no words. You didn’t have to say anything; you lay all tangled up completely entwined in every way.
“No more fighting” he whispered gently running his fingers down your thigh, a cigarette dangling from his lips. You nodded, utterly exhausted, “No more fighting” you peeped.
- Aspen ^.*
