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Two weeks. Two bloody weeks. Two weeks of constant work, recording, and performances. Two weeks of quickies in venue toilet stalls, sloppy blowjobs in dressing rooms, and desperate snogging while no one was looking. Zayn was on edge, and everyone knew it. By now he had snapped at everyone on the crew, even his mates. He was growing more and more annoyed with every passing second, a deep scowl settled itself upon his face. Paul told them to once again, take that last verse from the top, and that's when Zayn finally snapped. With a huff, he tore off his headset and stormed off the stage, growling while doing so. Wandering around aimlessly he realised he was going out of his mind. His head was flooded with pure cravings of sex, and the desire to be dominated at Liam's mercy. He wanted to choke on Liam's cock, be tied up and banged mercilessly until he cried and came so hard he would be seeing stars. By the time he got to their tour bus he was achingly hard and Paul was there waiting for him. Paul looked him up and down before realisation flashed into his eyes. Zayn blushed furiously, and adjusted himself not-so-subtly in his trousers. Paul sighed and patted his back,
"Hang in there bud, tomorrow is a day off for you and the lads, I promise. No work. No interviews. Nothing. Go ahead and take the rest of the time off."
That brought relief to Zayn, he nodded his head to Paul in thanks and headed into the bus to fix his 'problem'. He tried to make it worth while, he really did. But he was so wound up that he came as soon as he had his hand wrapped around himself. It didn't make him feel any better, in fact, it made him feel even worse than before. He sighed harshly and decided to just get the day over with by taking a nap.
He woke the next morning with a plan engraved into his mind. It was their day off, and Zayn was going to make the best of it. He acted casual until noon; that's when he started convincing Niall, Louis, and Harry to go out to lunch for a few hours.
"But why?"
Harry groaned.
"Just do it! You guys need to eat."
Zayn huffed looking around for Liam to make sure he hadn't come out of the bathroom yet.
"Coming from the lad that can eat fuck all for days. Why isn't Liam coming?"
was Harry's snide remark.
"He's going to go see his family. Can you guy's please just drop it and go?"
Zayn was tapping his foot impatiently now, frantically glancing back at the bathroom door. His eyes connecting with Louis which had a knowing glint in them.
"Yes. Lets get going lads."
Louis said as he cleared his throat and disconnected his eyes from Zayn's. Harry huffed an impatient 'fine', and said that they would return in a few hours as he walked out the door, Louis and Niall in tow. Zayn breathed out a quiet praise, as a minute later the bathroom door opened and revealed Liam with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Where did everyone go?"
Zayn's eyes clouded with lust as he struggled out a reply,
"Erm, t-they went to..."
he trailed off as he raked his eyes down his boyfriends wet, glistening body.
"U-uhm, t-to lunch..."
He couldn't contain himself as he attacked Liam, pushing him against the wall. He let out a moan of desire and kissed and sucked his way down Liam's neck forming love bites all the way down his chest.
He dropped to his knees and tore the towel of his hips. Liam groaned as the younger lad wasted no time in getting his cock into his mouth and sucking hard. Zayn put his hands behind his back and locked them together, dropping his jaw he looked up at the older boy. Liam got the hint and tangled his fingers in Zayn's hair as he slipped into his mouth roughly. He groaned as Zayn choked and stuttered around his member. He roughly puled him up from the floor and look into his almost black eyes. The pupils were blown so wide that only a small ring of brown remained.
