Fanfic I wrote for a friend about Zayn and Niall from One Direction
Lying here; pain rushing through my thighs and breasts, and my hair in tangles and knots; I think back to what led me to experience a night that will always be in my thoughts and cherished in my memories.
“Hey Faye, you're looking amazing today.” I turned around and saw Zayn walking into my room and quickly slammed my laptop shut and turned around.
“Oh, erm… Hey Zayn, didn’t know you were coming so early. And please, I'm still in my pyjamas.”
“What were you looking at?” Zayn said as he slowly walked up to where I was sitting at my table.
“Oh, nothing. Just a … erm… school project.”
“Sure.” By the look on his face I knew he didn’t believe me. I didn’t even believe my own lies.
“I was just looking at some photos for something. Nothing big.”
“Hey!” Niall burst in, flinging himself on my bed and making himself comfy.
“Hey Niall. How are you?”
“Hungry. When are we going? Why aren’t you dressed yet?” Niall, being Niall, just wanted and cared about food.
“Now. We are going now. I just need to get dressed so get out!”
I shooed both of them out and rushed to the bathroom to wash and fix my hair. One done, I rushed back to my room and threw open my closet to find something to wear. Not having bothered to fix up an outfit beforehand, I chose to wear a nice short blue skirt, orange stockings and top and blue heels. Leaving my hair down with a nice bow, I walked back to where the boys were sitting and off we went to, none other but, Nando’s.
“That was so good!”
“Of course it was Niall, everything is good to you” I said, as we hoped back into the car and drove off aimlessly.
“Fine, then name something you don’t like.”
“Exactly.” Zayn and I erupted with laughter in the front seat and Niall just glared at us.
“Where are we going anyway Faye?”
“I don’t know. Where do you want to go?”
“Let’s go back to my place,” Zayn suggested.
“Yeah, ok. Niall, you coming too or do you want me to drop you off at home?”
“Let him come too. It'll be fun.” Zayn turns around and gives Niall a wink. Little did I know what was in store for me.
“Home, sweet, home.” Zayn said, as he welcomed us into his small apartment.
“I need to go toilet, don’t do anything fun while I'm gone, ok?”
“Ok, Niall.” Zayn and I chorused.
Zayn lead me to his couch and we both sat opposite the TV. He turned it on but neither of us were focused on it.
“You really do look beautiful.”
“Thanks, Zayn. You are looking mighty fine yourself.” I said trying to hide the fact that what he said sent me over rainbows and lollipops.
He scooted closer towards me and asked: “What would you do if I kissed you right here and now?”
This sent me to wonderland. I got slightly dizzy but pushed through and replied: “I don’t know. Kiss me and we’ll see what happens.” I smiled when I saw his look of surprise mixed with… with… lust.
He leaned in closer to me and kissed me tenderly on the lips. I welcomed him and pushed closer into him, lacing my hands through his hair. He wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me onto his lap. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue into my mouth. He left his hand around my waist, not knowing, or too shocked to know, what to do. I reached up and slid off his Varsity jacket, then slipped my hands under his shirt and pulled it off. Just then, Niall bursts out of the toilet and stops mid step when he saw what’s going on.
“Hey! I said don’t do anything fun while I'm gone. I wasn’t gone that long!” He started walking closer towards us, scowling at Zayn and me.
“Sorry mate, couldn’t help myself. Her body was calling me,” Zayn said, winking at me. I turn around, hiding my blushes.
“Haha, very funny. But no. I want some too.” Niall picked me off of Zayn and held me to the bedroom. The dropped me onto the bed, threw off his top, unzipped his pants and stepped out of them before crawling on top of me. He lifted my top off and slid my skirt off. He threw my heels away and was starting to slide off my stockings when Zayn walked in and pushed Niall off me.
“Just let me do her first.”
“NO! I want her first!”
“Boys, boys, you can both have me,” I said, winking and smiling sweetly. At this both stopped and looked at me, then looked at each other and started making their moves. Niall continued pulling off my stockings while Zayn continued kissing me. Crouched on top of me, Zayn enveloped me in a kiss. He unlatched my bra and rubbed my breasts softly in his palms. Niall had taken off my stockings and started on my panties. Once off, he trailed his hands slowly and gently over my legs till they reached my inner thighs. He pulled my legs wider apart and gently rubbed my lips. Of course, I was already panting and cumming and Zayn and Niall were rock hard. Zayn’s touch strengthened and my breasts were becoming sore, but his yearning for my taste kept me locked on his lips.
Zayn pulled away and said: “Niall, swap.”
Niall obeyed and came next to me, kissing me hard on the lips first then trailing kisses down to my breasts. Zayn crawled over me and wrapped my legs around his neck, and then he flicked his tongue in and out, sucking away at my flowing juices. My moans quickened and this affected both boys because they started bitting; Niall bit down hard on my nipple and Zayn bit my lip. I let out a scream of pain but it was quickly drowned by my loud moans.
“I can’t hold it anymore, I'm about to explode,” Niall pulled off me and took off his boxers, he was hard as ever.
“Yeah, me too,” Zayn stood up and took off his pants and boxers, also showing a very erect penis.
“But who goes first?” Niall asked.
I grabbed at Niall’s cock and brought it closer to my lips, rubbing it a few times before taking it into my mouth. Zayn kneeled in front of me and jammed himself into my tight wet hole. My scream was muffled but I felt a tiny tear trickle down my face. Niall had his head thrown back; softly moaning, and Zayn kept thrusting himself harder and faster into my hole.
Being as they were really erect, it didn’t take much for them to cum. Niall came first into my mouth, his body became rigid as he emptied his hot sweet cum into my mouth. Just as I was licking away at the tip of Niall’s penis, Zayn froze as he came. He pulled out and I could feel the wetness between my thighs.
My breathing slowed but I was too exhausted to move, so I just lay, with the boys next to me; their soft breathing lulled me to sleep.