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Fuck, I love Ziall 💖
Summary: Niall finds Zayn’s sketch book, and he doesn’t expect what he finds.
Warning: Dirty Talking, smut, a lot of it, kink, Daddy kink.
Words: 6,555 (whoops).Â
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Part II: Cake-Slut
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Niall was at his and Zayn’s hotel room, looking through practically everything for his wallet. What kind of an internationally big super star, in one of the biggest boy bands, loses his wallet? Well, Niall Horan. He just wanted his damn wallet.
 Niall found himself shuffling through clothes and junk in Zayn’s suitcase, until he came across a sketchbook. ‘Zayn keeps a sketch book?’ Niall thought, even though he should’ve expected it, the lad loved to doodle and draw and was rather great at it. The material was black, but worn out so it looked grey with white pages—a vintage look given to it.
Niall found himself flipping the page, as he sat on the carpet, leaning back on the edge of the wooden bed’s base. The first page had Zayn’s name in graphic writing and pictures drawn saying 'Keep Out’ and 'Danger’. He was going to hold this against Zayn for the rest of their lives.
 Niall flipped through drawings of most random things, sunsets, to cartoon sketches, and even some random Varsity designs. Niall was about to close the book, until he flipped the page one more time and saw something he didn’t expect to. His eyes widened, almost falling out of their sockets.
It was a drawing of Niall…
Naked. And Zayn was between Niall’s legs, beneath him, on his knees, obviously holding his dick by the base and the tip of it in his mouth. Niall raised an eyebrow and flipped to the other page and seeing a lot more details printed on, along with speech bubbles.
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