Zourry threesome
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Harry has it tattooed on his hip. ‘Might as well’. He always thought it was a wonderful philosophy to live by. Might as well. Louis, on the other hand, didn’t care to explain what it is he and Harry had. His philosophy was ‘it is what it is.’
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Working for Styles Inc, Zayn was getting a lot more than he bargained for. He was a good worker, he stayed quiet and out of trouble. Maybe he shouldn't have fucked a random boy against the bathroom wall, but he'd figure that out soon enough.
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I Wanna See The Way You Move For [Us] Baby by DaysLikeMasquerades
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
08 Sep 2021
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“Just think Lou. All these people here, seeing how hard you are, they can't see my dick against your ass, but they know it must be big to make you so hard in public. I wonder how many of them will catch the moment that you come. I'm almost jealous that someone else will get to watch you have your first orgasm tonight, but I can share."
Then Harry waves Zayn over, and says conversationally as though discussing the weather, "I just fucked Lou in the bathroom. He's out here dancing with my cum dripping out of his ass, knowing that anyone could see. What do you say Zayn, are you finally going to help me tonight? Because Louis' going to come over and over until he's coming dry, and then he's going to come again just to make me happy. I bet you could wring a few extra orgasms out of him. He's quite good when he wants to be.”
OrHarry makes Louis wait until they're at the bar to cum, because he knows Louis likes it when Zayn notices. Luckily for Louis, Zayn likes it too.
Warning - this is pure smut, literally, it's just smut. The porn is the plot.. so... enjoy I guess 😆
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“And tonight,” Harry goes on, lips curling, “since we’re in Paris—she did the Eiffel Tower.”
A beat.
Then Louis says, “No wonder you like her music so much.”
Harry full on cackles into the pillow, his voice breathy and sweet. “….I want to try it.”
There’s a pause, longer this time.
“You want to be Eiffel Towered?”