Snow Boy [Zarry]

*28*

"Fuck," Harry breathed, already wanting to scream.

Zayn flicked his tongue over Harry's hole, pressing his tongue flat against it next.

Harry whimpered, practically falling apart from the feeling.

He felt like he could explode.

"Zayn, Zayn I-" He tried to say, groaning loudly as Zayn licked into him, slowly loosening him up.

Zayn teased the sensitive area with his tongue, purposely driving his boyfriend crazy.

This went on for what felt like years to Harry, and he kept getting louder and louder.

"I-I'm gonna cum." Harry warned, his entire body tingling with heat.

"Wait, kitten." Zayn said, pulling away.

"What're you doing? I was so close." Harry breathed, feeling frustrated now.

Zayn smirked at him, moving across the bed to get a condom from the nightstand.

"Hurry." Harry whined, fighting not to reach down and bring himself to his climax.

Zayn took his boxers off, putting the condom on and immediately pushing into Harry.

Harry groaned, his head falling back and his mouth falling open.

"C'mon," Zayn huffed, beginning to thrust into him.

The two created a rhythm, and got lost in each other.

But this time was much more intense than the last.

"Shit, Zayn..." Harry moaned loudly, tangling his fingers in Zayn's hair.

"Call me daddy." Zayn commanded, caught up in the moment.

And Harry, also caught up in the moment, obeyed.

"D-Daddy," Harry moaned, whimpering at hard Zayn was pounding into him now.

"Say it, baby. Say it louder." Zayn breathed, continuing.

"Daddy!" Harry practically yelled, reaching his climax seconds after.

Zayn kept up his pace until he came, pulling out and lazily falling on his back next to Harry.

For the next five minutes, the two of them caught their breath and let the previous scene replay in their heads.

"That was worth sharing a chocolate bar." Harry said.

Zayn chuckled, and they both got up and left the bedroom, going to clean themselves up.

Afterwards, once they were both in clean and comfortable clothes, they got back into Zayn's bed and cuddled together.

"I never would've guessed that you had a daddy kink." Harry commented after a while of silence.

Zayn blushed. "Yeah...I didn't mean for that to come out so soon."

Harry moved back some and looked at him. "What d'you mean? I don't mind it. I think it's really hot, actually." Harry admitted.

"Are you sure?" Zayn asked, seeming self-conscious.

"Promise." Harry smiled.

"Well, in that case, do you have any kinks you'd like to share?" Zayn asked.

"S'this like kinky people anonymous now? Like a two person support group?" Harry joked.

"Sure, why not?" Zayn chuckled.

Harry licked his lips. "Okay, I like...dressing up. In...lingerie and stuff." He said shyly, looking up to find Zayn staring at him.

"You do?" Zayn asked quietly, not moving an inch.

"Um, yeah." Harry said cautiously, not sure if Zayn was disturbed or turned on.

Zayn smiled a little. "Will you let me pick out an outfit for you to wear for me?"

Harry blushed, smiling and nodding.

"Good." Zayn smiled.

He reached out and moved Harry's curls away from his eyes, looking at him fondly.

"Where'd you run off to at the art show?" Zayn asked, remembering how different Harry was acting when he returned.

"Oh, well....I just went and looked around. Sort of...ran into this majorly successful photographer and got offered a job." Harry said, making Zayn chuckle.

"I'm being serious." Harry smiled.

Zayn's smile faded quickly. "You got a job?"

Harry nodded, biting his lower lip to keep from smiling again.

"That's great, kitten. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Zayn asked.

"Well...I don't think anything is official yet. He's going to message me with the details. He wants me to take pictures for a wedding in London first before I'm hired." Harry explained.

"London England?" Zayn asked.

"Is there a London in California?" Harry smiled.

"Well...when do you have to go?" Zayn asked, beginning to worry.

"Dunno yet. He said he'll message me." Harry shrugged causally.

Zayn nodded a little, not knowing what to say.

He didn't want Harry to leave, even if it was just for a little while.

"What happens if you do get this job? Will you be flown off to all corners of the world to take wedding pictures?" Zayn asked.

"No, he said he wants me to eventually just take nature photos for his magazine. At least, I think that's what he meant." Harry said.

"Will you be able to stay here and do that?" Zayn asked, noticing how Harry looked away from him.

"I don't know." He said quietly.

"What?" Zayn asked, even though he heard him.

"His main building is in London. And...I am from England, that's my home. So...I dunno if I can work from here." Harry admitted.

What Harry meant, was that he didn't know if he wanted to work from California.

He did miss his family, and his cottage now that he thought about it.

In a strange way, he missed the cloudy skies, and the countryside.

The rainy days, which was almost every day, as well as the cold.

But Harry wasn't sure if he could enjoy it all without Zayn by his side.

It wasn't until now that Harry realized how much he'd really fallen for Zayn.

"Are you saying you might go back permanently? For this job?" Zayn asked.

"No," Harry said almost instantly.

"N-No I just...I was just telling you. Nothing's for certain right now, Zayn. So...let's just stop talking about it, yeah?" Harry asked, looking into Zayn's eyes.

"Sure, yeah." Zayn said, trying to shrug off the fact that Harry might have to leave.

But he just couldn't.

Zayn was in love with him.