Ziam Shorts

Assistant

Zayn rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to the e-mail, "Is there a reason why you're here? You're distracting me."

"At least I'm not as distracting as Liam," she scoffs, "I just came to make sure you ate today. You keep forgetting."

"Yes, but that's why I have a husband to remind me. You should get one."

Caroline flicks Zayn in the forehead, "Make sure to re read the e-mail before you send it."

"S.hit. I already sent it. Read it over for me."

Zayn watches Caroline's eyes scan over the screen and cringes when they get impossibly wide, "What is it?"

"Um," she struggles to hold back her laughter, "why does this say 'What do you suggest we add husband?'"

He immediately faces the screen again, "What?! Where." Caroline points to a sentence and Zayn groans, "Why, why, why."

"You also called her Liam."

"Of course I did."

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At lunch, there's a knock on Zayn's door.

"Come in." he shouts and sticks his tongue out in concentration on his work.

"Lunch time." He hears Liam say, "Put your work away. I get your attention now."

Zayn laughs and closes his pen, "Hey, where were you all day?"

Liam hands Zayn half a sub and keeps the other half for himself, "Mel's baby. Caroline said you were working yourself too hard again, by the way. Do I need to be here all day to keep an eye on you?"

Zayn's eyes almost fall out of his head, that would be way too distracting if Liam stayed, "No. I'll be fine."

He cowers back at the look on Liam's face. The look that says he knows something.

"Why'd you say it so fast?"

"Say what so fast?"

"What you just said."

"I just said 'Say what so fast?'"

"You know what I mean."

"Do I?"

"I distract you, don't I."

"No! No Liam that's not-"

Liam cuts him off with a sigh, "I told you, you didn't have to hire me if I was going to be too much of a distraction."

"But you're not," Zayn says softly, "I just don't want you to worry about me 'sall."

"Alright," Liam nods, but Zayn can tell by his face that he doesn't believe it, "Eat. I promised to take care of you."

"Aw you love me so much," Zayn teases.

"Yeah and you're lucky I do or else I'd beat your ass or burying yourself in work all the time."

"Jeez. Love you too."

After their lunch, Liam decides to stay in Zayn's office with him, just to keep him company.

"How's work been looking today?" Liam asks while playing with the Newton's cradle on Zayn's shelf.

"Mrs. ***** wants me to add more to this issue of the magazine, but I'm not exactly sure what 'more' is, so I had to e-mail her about it. Twice."

"Why twice?"

"Had some typos in the first one."

"You're over working yourself," Liam says, suddenly standing behind Zayn instead of beside the shelf all the way across the room, "You need to calm down." He wraps his arms around Zayn's body, placing his cheek on top of his head.

Zayn gulps, trying to focus on his computer again, "I know, but I have to get this work done, you know? I have to."

Liam presses kisses to the side of Zayn's head, traveling down to his neck, "Let me help you relax."

"I don't think you should. I-I need t-"

"I wasn't asking. Just keep working, act like I'm not even here."

Liam moves to get under Zayn's desk. The front is covered so Zayn's not worried about someone walking in on them, he is however worried that he won't be able to act like Liam isn't there.

He pops open the button on Zayn's pants and pulls down the zipper, "You're so tense. Just breathe."

He tries to take Liam's advice and takes shaky breaths. When Liam gets his underwear down to his ankles, Zayn continues to try to focus on his work. Liam strokes Zayn's c.ock a few times before licking the tip slightly. Zayn jerks in his seat and bites back a moan. The walls are too thin for him to make any noises.

And then he's all the way in Liam's mouth. The way Liam does that in one swift movement will never fail to amaze him.

Liam slowly moves his mouth back up Zayn's d.ick, taking it all the way out of his mouth. He licks the tip a few more times before going back down again, bobbing his head quickly.

"Liam," Zayn whispers breathlessly and Liam hums around him. It's getting harder and harder for Zayn to hold back his moans, especially when he looks down to see Liam rubbing himself through his pants.

Liam pulls back a little and keeps his mouth just around Zayn's tip, sucking it lightly. Quiet whimpers roll out of Zayn's mouth as he struggles to keep back his release.

"Liam, I'm-"

Liam bobs his head faster than before, helping Zayn get to his release. Zayn lets out a helpless whine before letting go in Liam's mouth.

Liam swallows every drop of Zayn and helps him to get his pants back up.

"So," he says, pecking Zayn's lips, "are you still stressed?"

"Definitely not."

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