《Perspective [Zarry]》056
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"Harry...."
"H-Harry can-"
"Mmm- Harry wait, wait," Zayn breathed, pushing him back some.
They were halfway clothed and tangled up on the couch with a half empty pizza box on the coffee table.
"What?" Harry asked, staring at his slightly swollen lips.
Zayn swallowed. "Um,"
"Ready to move to the bed?" Harry asked.
Zayn looked up into his eyes, his cheeks turning red. "Y-Yeah."
"I'm just as nervous as you are, you know. I'm just too excited to show it." Harry smiled.
"I can feel a good amount of your excitement." Zayn said quietly.
Harry chuckled, kissing him again.
It was meant to be short, but something erupted between them and moments later Zayn had worked Harry's jeans off and made his way on top of him.
Harry was constantly pulling him closer, occasional sounds of desperation leaving his body.
"Fuck- the bed. The bed. C'mon." Zayn said, forcing himself to stop.
Harry huffed getting up and racing after him.
Their bodies tangled together again in the hallway, sharing heated kisses and grabbing each other.
Zayn pinned Harry against the wall, working on probably the fifth hickey.
Harry hummed, his fingers curled in Zayn's dark hair.
"I love you so much." Zayn whispered to him taking a pause, their foreheads rested against each other.
"I love you too." Harry replied, feeling like he was floating.
The two stood there like that, having such a tender moment before they went right back to craving each other more than ever.
Harry shoved the door out of the way, the two of them stumbling towards the bed as the door smacked back against the wall.
They fell into bed together, rolling until Zayn was on top.
"You're positive you want to do this?" Harry asked, looking up at him.
"Of course. You have my heart, Harry. This is it. You and me." Zayn said softly, making Harry smile.
They kissed again, pulling each other close.
Zayn slowly kissed down Harry's torso, tugging his underwear down and gently kissing over his scars.
Harry blushed, watching him.
He tossed Harry's underwear aside, his eyes slowly moving up and down Harry's naked body.
"Quit staring at me like that." Harry smiled, sitting up.
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"Can't help it." Zayn smiled, kissing his nose.
"Lay back down." Zayn said quietly, getting out of his own underwear.
Harry did just that, biting his lip as Zayn reached over and got the lube.
He began to spread it on his fingers, and Harry was riddled with nervousness and excitement.
Harry sat up one last time, kissing Zayn passionately.
"I love you Zayn." Harry said, his breath able to be felt on Zayn's lips.
"I love you too." Zayn replied, looking into his eyes.
"Now shut up and lay down." He chuckled.
"I just can't stop saying it." Harry chuckled as well, falling back down on the bed.
"Well how about you start saying my name?" Zayn suggested, moving them both into position.
"Clever." Harry smiled, his smile fading quickly when he felt Zayn's finger.
He gasped at first, whining as Zayn pushed his finger in.
The sound of his whine gave Zayn goosebumps, slicing a good chunk off of his block of patience.
Zayn pulled out and went back in with two fingers this time, going much slower.
He wanted to feel every movement while giving Harry time to adjust.
Harry swallowed, already feeling slightly out of breath.
Zayn wasn't feeling confident enough to tease Harry, plus he wasn't feeling patient enough either.
He wanted Harry so badly.
Zayn pumped his fingers for a bit, biting his lip at Harry's beautiful expression and uneven breathing.
He worked a third finger in, pumping his fingers faster this time.
Harry suddenly groaned, clenching desperately around Zayn's fingers.
The feeling made Zayn feel weak in the knees.
Hell, everything about Harry right now made him feel weak.
Zayn licked his lips. "Do you think you're ready for me?"
Harry nodded quickly, squirming after Zayn pulled his fingers out.
Zayn grabbed a condom from the nightstand, struggling to open it because of the lube on his fingers.
He fumbled with it for too long, causing Harry to sit up and take it from him, ripping it open with his teeth.
The two made eye contact as Harry handed it back, a deep blush on Zayn's cheeks.
"Carry on." Harry said before laying back down.
"Thanks." Zayn chuckled, the atmosphere quickly shifting back like it was as he put the condom on.
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He swallowed nervously, his hands on either side of Harry's torso as he eased into him.
"Oh- fuck," Harry breathed, reaching up and grabbing Zayn's arms.
"A-Are you okay?" Zayn stuttered, looking down at him.
Harry nodded, his eyes closed and his swollen lips parted.
"You sure?" Zayn asked, his heart pounding.
Harry opened his eyes, sliding his around to Zayn's shoulder blades.
"I promise." He said quietly, looking into Zayn's eyes.
Zayn nodded a little, groaning as he bottomed out.
Harry pulled him down closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
Their lips met in a tender kiss moments before Zayn buried his face in Harry's neck and began to move his hips.
Harry tilted his head back with a quiet moan, his fingertips pressed to the skin above Zayn's shoulder blades.
Zayn moved slowly, both of them overwhelmed with this new intimacy between them.
They were quiet, nothing to be heard but shaky breaths, and the occasional curse word barely whispered.
Zayn bit and tugged on Harry's earlobe before aggressively kissing his sweet spot, forcing a sudden groan out of him.
"Z-Zayn don't, I'll-" His words were cut off with a loud moan as Zayn teased the spot.
"Quit." He breathed, turning his head.
Zayn chased him, continuing and moving his hips with less caution.
"Fuck," Harry whined, digging his nails into Zayn's skin.
The two were tangled together, trapped in each other.
Zayn was thrusting into Harry now, teasing his sweet spot just because he couldn't get enough of the way Harry was falling apart.
Harry couldn't get enough of all that he was feeling, and even though he told Zayn to quit, he certainly didn't want him to.
As they both got more and more caught up in the moment, they got rougher.
Moving in a perfect, desperate rhythm.
"Oh God, Zayn- fuck." Harry spoke in the mix of a whimper and a moan, gasping as he came all over them.
"Shit." He huffed, beginning to feel numb with pleasure now.
Zayn groaned in response, knowing he was close.
Harry unconsciously bit Zayn's shoulder as he thrusted harder, making goosebumps appear across Zayn's skin once more.
"H-Harry I'm close." Zayn warned as he continued.
"C'mon." Harry whispered, sliding his hands down Zayn's back before bringing them back up, letting his nails graze Zayn's red skin.
Zayn shivered from the feeling, his jaw going slack as he came.
Harry would never forget the beautiful sound that came from Zayn's mouth during that moment.
Zayn pulled out and sank down on top of Harry, resting his hand on Harry's burning cheek as he kissed him.
Not for long though, as they were both still trying to catch their breath.
Harry slid his arms around Zayn, hugging him as close as possible.
"I'll suffocate if you aren't careful." Zayn warned, leaving little kisses on his neck.
"Too bad. I'm never letting you go." Harry said, his fingers in Zayn's hair now.
Zayn moved and kissed him a few times, stopping to look at him.
"Um, that was really....um, it-it was incredible." He managed to say with a constant blush on his cheeks.
"I agree." Harry smiled, kissing the tip of Zayn's nose.
Zayn blinked with a cute little laugh, melting Harry's heart even more.
"God, I love you so much." Harry said, looking at Zayn with such passion and admiration.
"I love you too. I'm confident that I always will." Zayn said, keeping eye contact.
"Shut up." Harry smiled, looking away before he fainted.
"I mean it, Harry. I'm telling you, this is it for me. It's you." Zayn said honestly.
Harry eventually looked back at him. "Bet you never thought you'd say that to me."
Zayn smiled some. "There are a lot of things I thought I'd never do with you. We've come a really long way, and I'm proud of that. I can't wait to keep going."
Harry smiled at him.
"Me either."
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A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who supported me while writing this, I appreciate your patience, your nice comments, and the fact that you take the time to read what I write. It does mean a lot. This has been Perspective, I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you :)
- Z
P.s.- Important author's note coming soon, just to let you know.
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