-I noticed a lot of people seem to like Ziall these days, if you're one of them then enjoy this.-

I gritted my teeth, running a hand through my black hair once again. Niall knows what he's doing. That little-

"Zayn, babe! Come join me why don't cha?" He said, lifting himself out of the pool and onto the concrete. I breathed heavily through my nose, trying to ignore the fact that he was swimming completely nude.

"Maybe later Niall." He pouted, adjusting so I could see…more.

"But I'm lonely Zayn! You don't want me to be lonely do you?" He asked, his hand slowly trailing down his stomach to his semi-hard cock. I bit the inside of my cheek. No. I told him no sex after that little stunt he pulled in the bedroom last week. I can't lie though; if I don't fuck him soon I'm going to go mad.

"Nice try Niall." I said, but the huskiness in my voice betrayed me. He smirked, letting out a small moan as he worked his hand over himself.

"Shit," I whispered to myself. I watched as he bit his lip, stroking harder. I took my shirt off, getting hotter by the second and not just because of the weather.

"Fuck this!" I groaned when he pumped faster, looking straight into my eyes with lust. I sped over to him, pushing him onto his back and slamming my lips on to his. He kissed back feverishly, one hand clutching at the back of my head. I felt his other hand slide over the front of my shorts, grasping at my hard on. I hissed, clenching my eyes shut.

"Niall, I swear to god if you don't-" He rubbed faster, and I let out a strangled noise, letting my teeth sink into his shoulder. I was humping into his hand, having not had anyone touch me for a week. I growled, removing his hand and ripping my shorts off. I kissed down his neck, not bothering to be gentle and leaving marks as I went. He writhed beneath me, his jaw hung open. I took his dick in my hand, running it up and down slowly, tracing my thumb over the head.

"Oh gods Zayn, fuck me now. Fuck me now and fuck me hard please Zayn!" I nearly whimpered at the need in his voice, but I cleared my throat and got some of the pool water, slicking up my dick.

"I don't have lu-"

"Just fuck me, please Zayn I need you so bad just please."

"Fuck!" I hissed, sliding the head in and gasping at the feeling. I rolled so he was above me, his face in my neck as I thrust the rest of the way in, going slowly.

"Zayn, faster please, you fill me up so good, I need you Zayn harder please," He begged in my ear, and I went faster, his words and tone driving me insane. I fucked into him faster, little noises coming out of my mouth.

"Oh! Zayn, right there, faster! I need you babe please, I-" He stopped, gasping as I hit his spot again. I grit my teeth, fucking him with more abandon than I ever had.

"God, babe-" I grunted.

"Oh Zayn, fuck me please come on faster,"

"Niall if you don't hush I'm going to-"

"Just please fuck me harder please please I can't take it,"

"Jesus, Niall!" I shouted, stopping thrusting and keeping his hips down, grinding into his prostate as I came, eyes wide. He panted, coming a second later and leaning his forehead against mine.

"Am I forgiven?" He asked, and I smirked.

"Maybe after round two."