Round 1
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ROUND 3 delicious /
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His braces scratch lightly at the area, and he starts to pull back in alarm, before a hand pushes his head further into the others shoulder. Licking momentarily at the patch of reddened skin, Niall digs his teeth in, sucking, before moving further down the body before him.
He nips and bites and scratches a path downwards, paying extra attention to the nipples, sucking at them until they're dark.
Niall's still shocked at the reaction- he has Zayn writhing against the sheets in no time at all, blue eyes wide as he watched him clutch the sheets, gritting his teeth. Small noises are trying to escape from the older boy's throat, but he's swallowing them down, refusing to let them out.
The Irish boy knows he's in control for once.
He wonders how far he can push the bigger boy.
He drags his teeth lightly over the define abdominal muscles, ignoring the push against his head, teasing lightly with the tip of his tongue. He knows that Zayn wants him to bite, but he wants to make this last, because the a practically submissive Zayn is a fucking turn-on.
"Please."
Niall's head shoots up, his jaw dropping- he stares at his bandmate with a hint of worry in his eyes, because Zayn never says 'please'. Never, ever, ever. "You what!?"
Zayn emits a low growls, swatting at Niall playfully, though his eyes flash dangerously. His cheeks are flushed from arousal and embarrassment, and Niall hasn't ever seen anything so fucking sexy before in his life. "Don't make me- just, please Ni!"
All thoughts of teasing and prolonging the moments leave the blonde's mind, as he goes back to biting at his body, leaving as many marks as he can, wanting to own Zayn for this time.
It's messy and probably a bit painful and so hot, and his teeth are scraping, braces getting in the way and just proving to make Zayn even harder than humanely possible.
He's totally embarrassed with himself, because he has no control over his hips as they begin to buck frantically, his cock rubbing against the material of his jeans, nudging against Niall. He's incredibly turned on and searching for friction, and is just about to fucking beg the Irish boy to suck him, touch him- anything- when a particularly hard bite is pressed to the v in his hips, sending him over the edge.
Eyes rolling back, jaw slack, he barely has time to process that Niall has stopped what he's doing, as he loses himself completely, seeing white.
It takes him a few moments to come back to himself, his breathing the only thing to be heard in the room- his chest is heaving, and his pants are sticky and, as he raises his head to meet Niall's bewildered gaze, he's overcome with a feeling of utter humiliation.
That is until he's hit by a heavy weight, being pressed into the sheets once more, as Niall presses their lips together, before licking at the shell of his ear and purring, "That was so. Fucking. Hot."
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A/N: It's rather short, sorry, but I really hope you like it!
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