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whatever zayn : kinks

Gawd. I am always so torn if Zayn would be so into what you liked and just so eager to please you or if he would be so dominant that there would always be lingering bruises on your skin. He would probably be a mix of both but I think one of Zayn’s kinks would be tying you up.

He would love to have you spread out on his bed, hands bound above your head and ankles strapped to the far corners, completely bare. Zayn would love the sounds that you made as he teased you, his fingers dancing over your skin. He would only get harder as you begged to come, his name falling from your lips over and over again. Zayn’s eyes roving over you as you trembled and shook with want, with the need to come. You would be able to feel his smirk against your skin as his tongue dipped inside you. Zayn would be true to his word and would let you come, but only after you pleaded and moaned that he let you do just that.  

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Sleepy

Zayn snored loudly, and nuzzled his face into your chest. You smiled at him and ran your fingers through his hair; it was getting so long. He murmured your name as you let the pieces fall from your fingertips. "Go back to sleep." You whispered, petting his head softly. Burying his nose between your breasts, he grumbled. "Can't. TV's too loud." You turned your head to stare at the television. The television that was currently turned off. You laughed softly, rubbing at his back. "Baby... The TV isn't on." You chuckled. "I can hear it." Zayn groaned. "Go back to sleep, Zayn." You told him again. He sat up abruptly and stared at the TV. "Oh." He sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. "Love, you're so exhausted." You cooed, brushing your thumb over his cheek. Zayn nodded and leaned into your touch. "C'mere." He whispered. You shifted on the couch so that you were straddling his lap. Zayn pressed his fingertips into your back lightly, urging your body closer to his. You pressed soft, slow kisses to his neck and nuzzled your nose there. "I miss you so much when I'm gone." He hummed. You smiled into his warm skin. "I miss you too." You murmured in reply. Zayn hugged you closer before letting out a breath. "Good."    

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"stop" zaynnnnn

Maybe going out tonight had been a bad idea. A very bad idea. There were some good aspects: the booze, the atmosphere, the dancing. But when the night ended with Zayn slamming the bedroom door shut and you standing there bewildered, clubbing definitely had been bad idea. You opened the door and stood in the frame as you watched Zayn angrily throw his clothes around the room. Before another article could hit the floor, you stood in front of Zayn and placed a hand on his bare chest. “Stop,” You ordered. Zayn narrowed his eyes at you and opened his mouth to speak. “Don’t say anything,” You continued, “Don’t say anything that you can’t take back when you’re not pissed.” Zayn took a deep breath and let it out, reminding you faintly of a balloon deflating. “They couldn’t keep their eyes off of you.” He muttered, looking at you with a frown. You moved your hand from his chest to his cheek. “So what?” You asked. Zayn rolled his eyes. “So what? So, I didn’t exactly enjoy going out and having every guy in the place wanting to take you home.” He argued. Now, you rolled your eyes. “What does it matter if you’re the one that takes me home?” You countered. Kissing Zayn’s neck softly, you murmured. “The one that takes me to bed.” You trailed hot wet kisses down his chest. “The one that makes me feel so good.” You let out a shaky breath and looked up at Zayn. “Remind me why I come home with you.”

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Tickle- Zayn

It was by complete accident that you found out Zayn was ticklish. The two of you were doing the dishes leftover from dinner; Zayn washing, and you drying and putting them away. As you went back to stand by Zayn, you brushed your fingertips over his neck in a tender gesture. Instead of sighing or humming, Zayn gave a small squeal and ducked away from your hand. You laughed loudly. “What was that?” You said between bursts of giggles. Zayn rubbed his own hand over his neck like he had been stung by something. “It tickled.” He muttered, warily taking his place in front of the sink again. “I didn’t know you were ticklish,” You smiled up at him. Zayn cleared his throat and tried to look uninterested. “Well, now you know.” You stalked closer to him, freezing when he looked at you. “What’re you doing?” He asked, looking like he was about to bolt. “I’m curious,” You shrugged. Zayn raised his eyebrows at you in response. “Curious as to where else you’re ticklish.” You explained, before the two of you proceeded to run around the house, screaming and laughing loudly.  

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"Roam" Zayn

Zayn had his arm around your shoulder while he flipped channels on the television. You were half-asleep but he didn’t seem to mind as he muttered something about a late dinner. He looked at you and smiled before burying his nose in your neck. You giggled as he murmured, “You smell really good.” You sniffed at your own wrist and shrugged. “New perfume.” “I like it a lot.” Zayn replied, continuing to nuzzle against your neck. His hand ran up and down your arm as the two of you shifted until you were lying on your back, looking up at Zayn. He kissed your lips slowly, his tongue barely touching your skin. He kissed your jaw and over your neck and chest before sitting back and looking at you. “You always smell really nice,” He said quietly, his hands tracing over your collarbone and over your chest, to rest on your hips. You sighed in reply and your toes wiggled when his thumbs rubbed the bare skin of your hip bones. “Always so soft too,” He whispered, lowering his lips to that very spot on your waist. He hummed as his kissed there, his hands slowly removing your jeans. You lifted your hips and they were soon discarded on the floor. Zayn simply continued the tender kisses along your inner thigh. “So warm.” Then, kisses to the side of your knee. You had to stifle a laugh when he kissed the arch of your foot. “So ticklish.” He grinned at you and lowered his body on top of yours again. Zayn kissed your lips again, his hand resting along the side of your neck. “So perfect.”  

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“I think you’re going overboard with this.” Zayn

"I think you’re going overboard with this." You murmured, eyes raking over the freshly painted walls in the nursery. Zayn didn’t look up from what he was doing. "I think I said the same thing to you when we were baby proofing— and that ended well!" You smile and rest a hand on your growing stomach. Zayn had been in here for days, trying to make the nursery perfect. Fluffy clouds decorated the ceiling while giraffes and elephants were painted on the walls, the tones both neutral and happy. Zayn stood from where he had been bent over and stretched as he walked over to you. "What do ya think?" He grinned, looking back at his newest addition. ‘Baby Malik’ was painted in a swirly handwriting just above the crib. Your heart and your eyes filled as you realized just how much Zayn already loved this baby. He rested his hand just underneath yours, talking softly to your stomach about the room and about how excited you were to meet him or her. You rubbed your hand fondly over Zayn’s cheek. "Thank you." Zayn looked up at you. "For what?" He asked. "For making me the happiest person in the world." Zayn laughed and winked. "Second happiest.”

A/N: I’m not sure how people feel about doing blurbs/prefs with Dad 1D. I think it can be cute… And this is what the quote made me think of. If Dad 1D isn’t your thing, let me know and I’ll see if I can try something different. :)

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Can you please write a blurb about zayn? About cuddling and kissing and zayn 'I love you'. You know, a cute one. I WILL love you forever. X

"Stop it," You giggled, lightly shoving at Zayn who simply grinned at you in return. "Stop what?" He asks. You roll your eyes and rub your hand over his jaw. "Your beard tickles." You tell him. He rubs his own hand over his growing facial hair. "It’s stubble. You like stubble." Zayn argued. You laugh lightly. "That is not stubble. That is a beard.” Zayn chuckled before nuzzling against your neck. You can’t help but laugh as his hair tickles your neck and his hands tickle your waist. Tears of joy were forming your eyes from laughing so hard when Zayn finally pulled back to look at you. “My pretty girl,” He murmured, before pressing his lips to yours. You ran your fingers through the hair that lay at the nape of his neck, nibbling at his lip gently. He groaned quietly and broke the kiss to smile at you. He brushed your hair out of your face and kissed your temple. “I love you, ya know? So much.” He breathed. A grin broke across your face as you looked into his eyes. “I love you too, Zayn.”

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Fluffy Zayn Blurb

You flopped on to the couch and groaned loudly. Zayn, who was sitting at the opposite end, glanced up at you before looking back at his phone. you groaned again, this time holding it out longer.

"Can I help you?" Zayn asked, his eyes bright as he looked over at you. You frowned as you spoke,

"I don't want to go to work."

"So quit."

You rolled your eyes and crawled into his lap.

"You've got to stop saying that." You scolded lightly, cuddling under his chin. Zayn pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Why? It's true. You know I'd take care of you." He murmured. You kissed his jaw and he made a noise similar to a purr in the back of his throat.

"I know." You sighed. "That's what makes it so tempting." Zayn chuckled and wrapped his arms around you.

"I'll visit on your break." Zayn smiled and it made your heart warm to know that no matter how small or seemingly insignificant, Zayn always tried to make you happy. You placed a hand on his cheek tenderly.

"I love you," You smiled. Zayn turned to kiss the palm of your hand.

"I know."

You made a face at him and he simply laughed at you and hugged your body closer to his.

"You know I love you babe. So much."