Round 1
IS CLOSED
ALL NEW PROMPTS MUST BE MADE IN
ROUND 3 delicious /
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Once inside Zayn, though Louis waits for Zayn’s signal to move. Zayn just breathes, anticipating the more to come but needing to breathe, just to breathe for a second.
He breathes, and he feels restless, impaled on Louis’ cock with nowhere to go and he gasps, “Harry, fuck, finger me you bastard.”
Harry laughs in his ear, sweeps a quick hand down Zayn’s back to calm him, and then his other hand, already slick, joins Louis’ cock at Zayn’s entrance. With one finger he presses against it, loosening it with only a little work, and fuck but the feeling of even one finger alongside Louis’ cock is enough to send both Louis and Zayn gasping, spinning.
Harry adds a second as soon as he can. Louis clings to Zayn’s back and trembles with the effort not to move. Finally, Harry adds a third finger, Zayn biting down on Harry’s neck from the burn and stretch of it but Harry pulls all three fingers out without much ceremony. He lines himself up, holding Zayn open with still-slick fingers. He pauses, asks, “Sure?”
Zayn nods.
Harry pushes up as Zayn tries to sing down with nowhere to go, and Harry’s dick stretches him further open than he’s ever been, leaving him feeling like he’s reeling. He bites his lip hard, using that pain to keep himself focused, as Harry pushes in alongside Louis, little by little, stretch my stretch, until he’s half-way in and Louis gasps and Zayn says, “For fuck’s sake, move,” and they do, Louis pulling out with a groan as Harry pushes in, and then back the other way, fucking Zayn in tandem and still stretching him, while he leaves great scratch marks across Harry’s back.
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