"B.D.S.M.."

Harry was thinking out loud looking at his phone, him and Niall were lounging around tired. He's just helped him finally moved out of his uni res to Louis's flat. Louis didn't offer to help, he told him 'no, I'm not helping' even though Niall wasn't asking. It was a Saturday night, no work tomorrow, he was allowed to lounge, before Zayn came back with Yazz from their shopping trip with Louis. That may have played a part in him helping in the first place,he hates shopping centres

"Is that your theme for your wedding then, Hazza?"

"Wha..?"

"Weddings have themes..so like, its cool. I would love to see Zayn all dressed up though, definitely. I bet he'd look hot"

"What?What?!!! The fuck, Niall?"

"What?? I mean you would look hot too I'm sure, but Zee..whoah...Greek God and all.."

"The fuck Niall..why the fuck would you even think about my boyfriend, no autocorrect, my fiance like that!" He was looking at his friend in disbelief, eyes wide.

"Why not? What's wrong with that? I know he's your boyfriend, but I'm not blind."

"Why am I having this conversation with you, how the fuck did we even get here.." Harry said closing his eyes,

"I mean I don't mind dressing up, so count me in mate, I'll join in as well"

"Oh.my.god, just shut up Niall, please. You don't know what I'm talking about, of course you fucking don't" Harry groaned rubbing his face with his hands,

"Of course I know what I'm talking about, what are you talking about?"

"How would you know? I mean you didn't pop your cherry till you were 21,"

Harry was talking to himself shaking his head,

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"What do you think I'm talking about Niall, huh? Come on prove me wrong"

"BDSM..."

"Yeah..what is it?"

"You know what it is, you've said it"

"I know what I said, Niall. I'm asking you what you think I'm talking about?"

"It's...you know..."

"You know...what..?"

"Like..you know..dressing up like...i don't know, ahh.. what do you call it, a meme, yeah that"

Harry blinked at him a few times, what! Surely he's not fucking hearing what he thinks he's heard.

"Like a what!!"

"You know..a meme, you know what it is, surely Haz"

"I fucking know what a meme is, do you though mate" He's not sure whether to start worrying about Niall or laugh at him for pulling his leg, surely he's being punk'd.

"Its like,you know dressing up like..your favourite characters. I would personally like to have a pokemon outfit. Zayn would look good as Harley Quinn.."

Whoa..Whoa..Whoa.. Harry's mind went into overdrive thinking about that. Zayn as Harley Quinn. Shit. Dead cats. He's about to bust his nuts, he became hard so quick. Niall even though is clearly talking off his ass, he's not far off from what Harry had in mind. His mom had offered to have the baby overnight so they can have a night on their own. His mission was to convince Zayn to have another baby, he was still reluctant. He was thinking of ways to sway Zayn.So BDSM, they might try that. Zayn was flexible sexually, so it won't be a problem, much. But..back to Niall, how is dressing up like your favourite character a fucking meme... Goodness!

"Cosplay Niall...that's what you're talking about."

"What..?"

"What you've just described is called cosplay not...not a meme" Harry explained to him, using his hands to get the point across.

"Of course it's not a meme, duh. Its BDSM.." oh fuck..where did i go wrong, Harry thought to himself, groaning out loud.

"Its my fault..totally my fault, I was busy driving you around trying to find the best fish and chips shops than talking about that stuff.."

"What are you nuttering about..Haz" Niall laughed looked at Harry talking to himself,

"I'm thinking out loud how I've failed you as a friend Niall, I'll have to find a way to make it up to you"

"Food will help, Hazza.." Niall was laughing at his dramatic friend,

"Yeah food will help, let me get dinner ready anyway Zayn and the baby will be back soon." Harry said getting up, just as the main door opened.

"Can you make your homemade pizza, Hazza..I miss that"

"Sure mate.." Harry replied walking towards Zayn who was holding the baby, Louis and Liam following with a handful of bags.

"Hi, to my babies only" He said taking his sleepy daughter from Zayn, kissing both their foreheads, Yazz whined at being woken up.

"Hi babe."

"Hi to my friends only.. hi Niall" Louis said putting shopping bags on the dining table, Liam chuckled walking to the kitchen putting away his bags.

"I'm about to make dinner, pizza. Are you okay with that, baby?" Harry had his arm around Zayn's shoulders pulled him closer to a side hug wanting him to feel how hard he was,

Zayn palmed him slowly, "Do you need help with that..?" He whispered in his ear.

"Yeah..I would love that please" Harry cleared his throat, his voice suddenly hoarse,

"Ok..I'll start making the salad while you get the baby in bed." Zayn laughed all the way to the kitchen, while Harry narrowed his eyes thinking about his punishment. Let the games begin.

Zayn got drinks and snacks for the guys, while they fight about what to watch on TV. Niall and Zayn wanted to play fifa, Louis wanted to watch an actual soccer game on TV. Harry got Yazz settled and started on the dinner, Zayn helped him making the salad and getting plates out. He kept bending over unnecessary, if you ask Harry, he was taunting him, he was sure of it.

Dinner was nice, pizza was good, according to Niall anyway. Harry checked on the baby one more time before settling down next to Zayn on the couch. They were just watching rubbish Saturday TV, they decided that's best since they couldn't agree what to watch on Netflix. No one minded though, they kept commenting on whatever came up on TV.

Harry loved catching up with the rest of the boys, just love their friendship, and just...

"Liam what would you wear as your BDSM outfit?" Poor Liam choked on his beer.

"Fuck..Niall" Harry thought he forgot about that..

"What?!! What kind of question is that?" Liam spoke so fast and its because they've known him forever they were able to understand.

"No Liam,..answer, I'm interested" Louis smirked at him,

"No..no..I'm not answering that!!"

"Why not? Haz said Zayn would look good as Harley" Niall said

"You mean as in Harley Davidson, right Harry?" Louis was grinning so wide at Harry.

"It's good to ride, why not?" Harry pulled Zayn onto his lap, kissing him hard.Shit he was horny....he was sure Zayn knew, his ass was just on his raging boner.

"No..,its Harley Quinn, I'm talking about Louis.."

"Okay Niall, thanks for clearing that up. I don't know how Harley has anything to do with BDSM, but whatever, Harold always has a wild imagination" Louis rolled his eyes, then looked at Zayn, "You know my house is open anytime, babe. Call me when he loses it,yeah" Zayn laughed so hard, leaned forward and Harry had to catch his breath as his ass was right on his dick, rubbing as he kept moving.

"Baby.." He whispered in his ear, biting his lobe.

"Yeah.." Zayn was smiling innocently waiting for him to say something, biting his lip.

"If you care about Liam's wellbeing, you better stop grinding on my dick and biting your lip, baby. I've got no control of what I might do" Harry said squeezing Zayn's bum almost painfully, but Zayn just moaned in pleasure, while Liam groaned in frustration,

"Oh..fuck, you've got a pain kink, baby"

"Harry! Stop" Liam shouted

"Of course he's got a pain kink, why else will he be covered in tattoos Harold" Louis was grinning enjoying Liam's discomfort.

"Why are you asking me about outfits, Niall huh?.you started this." Liam asked

"I was just curious, Harry started it"

"Niall is actually talking about cosplay Liam, if that would make you feel any better.."

"No it doesn't but ok.."

"I could totally see you as 'Mr angry' Liam, you know from 'inside out'"Louis said laughing, all the boys joining in.

"Urgh..I'm going home, its nearly midnight anyway", Liam said standing ending their night in. The boys decided to call it a night, hugging and saying goodbyes.

*

Harry was in bed waiting for Zayn, he was having a shower, he felt a little bit sticky from his shopping trip with Louis.Louis's powers are limitless when it comes to shopping and goes through all the shops, dragging everyone with him. He was sleepy and kinda hoping Zayn hurries up, he was hoping to get some tonight and he's already naked,he sleeps naked most of the time,so...

"Baby..." Harry croaked out looking at Zayn coming out of the bathroom, he was wearing his 'Miley Cyrus' shorts he wore for Halloween once and a crop top. Not necessarily a crop top, more like a tshirt he'd rolled up, and handcuffs, pink fluffy handcuffs. He had a blue hairband keeping his hair off his forehead...oh god.

Zayn walked seductively to him, swinging the handcuffs around, he pulled the bedcovers off Harry and straddled him. Harry put his hands around his waist but Zayn moved them,

"No hands, babe" Harry closed his eyes, biting his lip willing himself to keep still.

"Do I look like Harley now, babe?" Zayn leaned down licking Harry's lips.

"Mmm.."Harry breathed out loud, opening his eyes looking up at Zayn, his pupils double its size as if all drugged up.

"I think that's naughty of you to be discussing our sexual fantasies with Niall, and one might think that deserves a punishment" Zayn said kissing Harry, interlocking their fingers,and moved his arms above his head. "You have a tendency to think out loud, babe.." Zayn said their lips touching when he talked, Harry moaned when he heard a click.

"No hands.."

"Baby.." This is not what he initially had in mind Zayn dominating him,but shit... this is exactly what he had in mind.

"Conceal don't feel, babe"

"Are you quoting..Elsa?" Harry frowned,

"Yeah..I watched 'frozen' with Yazz the other day, she loved it I think,..anyway I loved it"

"Huh..?"

"Shhh, you're spoiling the mood babe"

"Sorry...proceed.." Harry had a mischievous grin as he grinded at him, he was so hard, nothing will kill his boner as long as he's still tied up to the bed post with handcuffs.

"You like..babe" Zayn sat up, knees straddling him, rolling down the tshirt for Harry to see the slogan 'hot n hard'"

"You're hot and I'm very hard baby..so please touch me.."

Zayn took off the shirt, leaned down kissing Harry, tongue in his mouth, deepening the kiss, he moaned when he felt Harry's dick twitch in his ass and rolled his hips on him.

"Keep your eyes closed, babe"

Harry could feel Zayn move and sit between his thighs, then, light feathery touches along his arms, chest, down his happy trail and thighs.

"Fuck.,fuck, fuck,fuck" Harry cried out feeling Zayn's tongue on his dick, licking along his thick vein, his mouth moving up and down sucking, he felt his dick gliding down Zayn's tongue hitting the back of Zayn's throat. He moved his arms to hold Zayn's head down but growled out loud when the handcuffs stopped him,

"I'm not gonna last baby.." His dick was throbbing painfully ready to burst... thrusting his hips up, fucking Zayn's mouth, but he pushed him back fingers digging on his hips,

"Don't cum yet.." Zayn moaned around him and pulled back up with a pop.

Zayn took off his shorts and straddled his hips again, and sat down on Harry's dick without warning, bottoming out. Harry's whole body tensed, hips stuttered and he let out a strangled moan,

"Did you just...cum?" Zayn had an amused grin on his face, feeling Harry's dick twitching inside, he was cumming.

"No.." Harry groaned moving his hips, "take this off, baby" he said rattling the cuffs, Zayn chuckled at him but removed the cuffs,

"Haz.." he gasped when Harry flipped him on his stomach so fast, pulling his hips up till he was on all fours spreading his cheeks, and fucked him, no warning. Harry was half hard but he was thick, so Zayn was feeling full. Harry was getting hard again quick and he was fucking him hard and rough, pulled out and slapped his bum twice, Zayn cried out in pleasure,

"Pain kink, huh, baby" He pushed in again, his dick sliding on his own cum. With hands around Zayn's waist and shoulder he sat him up, "Ride me.." He sucked Zayn's neck harshly, while he bounced up and down on him, Zayn's arm reached behind holding on to his neck,the other jerking himself off.

Harry was leaving bruises all over Zayn's shoulders sucking harshly enough for Zayn to keep crying out his name. He pushed him on the bed,lied on top of him with an arm wrapped around him to keep him still. He fucked him fast lifting one of his hips, changing the angle.

Zayn cried out incoherently, most of the words Harry thought didn't sound... English he wasn't sure. "Harreh...fuck!" Zayn cried out one more time and was coming all over the sheets, his voice muffled as he bit the pillow. Harry followed soon, Zayn clenching his walls on him always sends him off the edge. He collapsed on his back next to Zayn, both out of breath, sweating like pigs.

"Wow.." Harry was breathing heavily.

"My ass hurts.."

"Sorry..baby. Was I too rough?" Harry massaged his bum, Zayn was still lying on his stomach.

"No..it's not too bad.."

"I can kiss it better, baby"

"Harreh.." Zayn whined, sensitive when he felt Harry's fingers moving in circular motion on his rim and one pushing in, "Too much.?."

"I'm still sensitive babe" Zayn pouted looking at him, Harry kissing his pout, not taking his finger out, instead added another curving them,

"I thought you like pain, baby?" He smiled when Zayn shivered and moaned, he kissed his back his fingers fucking back and forth, he bit Zayn's ass not to too hard,

"Haz.."

Harry was more than happy Zayn didn't need any convincing after all, he loved his dominating side, even in his Harley Quinn outfit. Niall might have not known what he was talking about...but him stumbling on cosplay turned out well for Harry. He's not going to thank Niall out loud, but maybe buying Zayn a proper Harley Quinn outfit might just do. But for now....

"Round two.."