Harry chews his lip harshly as he sits in his hotel room in Vegas. It's his twenty-first birthday today and while he had a party in Los Angeles just a few days ago he is now having one here in Vegas as well, this one is courtesy of Taylor Hanson whom he has kept in contact with thanks to his now regular contact with Zac, something that had happened after he had came to see him in Miami.
Zac had seemingly kept his word about talking to Harry through his coming out and Harry was sure he was the first person Zac texted after he had came out to his family on New Years and then a week after that Zac had set up a interview with People Magazine and he had came out publicly to everyone.
Harry was sure he had never been more proud of someone in his entire life because he knew coming out publicly was a huge step and luckily for Zac it seemed his fans, the die hard ones who truly mattered had stuck by him and were still supporting him, though his ex-wife on the other hand hadn't really been the most supportive. Harry knew from what he had been told she took his official coming out the hardest and now she was supposedly threatening to somehow bar his three children from him.
"Here is to Zac's divorce being finalized today!" Taylor cheers and his words interrupt Harry's thought process which was probably a good thing because Harry hates thinking right now, especially when besides being proud for Zac he is also depressed over his own life because right now it seems like none of what he said in the back of Zac's truck is ever going to happen.
"Your divorce is final today?" Harry asks before taking the shot he had been holding in his hands. He knows he probably shouldn't since he isn't sure how many shots he has had before this though he swears Taylor has had way more than either he or Zac and Taylor seems fine right now so maybe one more shot won't kill him and maybe one more shot will help cheer him up even though the others have failed.
Zac nods his head in response and Harry watches as a truly genuine grin plasters his lip, "I'm free of the old wicked witch and I'm out...and life is pretty damn good right now," he says as he locks eyes with Harry. "It seems everything I wanted in Miami to happen has happened and my life isn't as bad as I thought it would be."
Harry wants to smile and be happy for Zac, he really and truly does but he can't and the moment he tries to force a smile onto his lips he feels tears welling up in his eyes and he really doesn't want to cry in front of a drunk Taylor or even a drunk Zac so he stands from the bed he had been sitting on and he makes his way out of the room without even uttering an excuse and he hopes and prays that neither Hanson brother follows him.
But of course when does Harry ever get what he wants this year? It's only after he makes it to the elevators and he sits down beside them that he realizes Zac has followed him because the moment he lifts his head he can see Zac through the tears he hadn't even realized where coming down his cheeks.
"Modest won't let me come out," Harry explains because he can see the confusion written on drunk Zac's face. "I can't come out and be free and I know I said I didn't care about the contract but I don't wanna hurt my friends and the band...I don't wanna ruin Louis' career or theirs," he hiccups as he cries harder without even meaning too. "And Eleanor is pregnant so even if I did come out I wouldn't get Louis not the way I want him."
If Harry is expecting Zac to say anything though he is wrong. Zac doesn't say a word, not to laugh at him or call him naive or even words of encouragement. Instead Harry just feels Zac's arms slip around him and he closes his eyes letting his body move into Zac's until his head is resting on Zac's shoulder.
"My life is so fucked up from how I saw it...how I thought it would be," Harry sighs as he hiccups again and he really hope that Zac doesn't care that he is probably ruining his shirt with tears. "I was supposed to be out one day with Louis. I was supposed to be the one having a family with Louis. I was supposed to be happy and free and have the white picket fence. I want the white picket fence," he whines not caring that he sounds like a girl nor does he care that he is now a blubbering idiot in front of Zac. If Zac cared about that he doubts Zac would willingly be listening to him have a fucking break down over life and how everything he had planned has fallen apart.
"When did you find out about Eleanor being pregnant?" Zac finally speaks and Harry swears he hears compassion in Zac's voice. It's something he never thought he would hear from Zac after their first meeting in Tulsa but somehow they have come a long way in just five or so months. They have almost become friends or maybe they already are friends and Harry just can't see it yet because of blinders.
"Yesterday," Harry mutters as he lifts his head. "L..Lou was in Los Angeles for my birthday and he told me before I caught my flight out here. He fucking told me at the airport before I got on a plane."
Zac frowns slightly and Harry watches as he reaches his hand to wipe away some of his tears, an action that makes Harry's breath hitch and his heart to beat a bit faster, "Were you with him again?" he asks and it's a simple question. A question that makes Harry blush.
Closing his eyes so he doesn't have to see Zac's face, Harry nods his head briefly, "We slept together hours before I had to catch my flight. He came to California and I thought we..we'd have another chance but he just slept with me and then told me Eleanor was pregnant and he's staying with her. He fucking used me and kicked me when I was already down."
Again Zac doesn't respond for awhile and Harry isn't sure he likes that but he does like what Zac does next and that's kiss him. It's a different kiss then their last few kisses they have shared and it's a kiss that makes Harry moan then blush because Harry has realized that they are in the hallway of the hotel and anyone could see them sitting here kissing.
It's that thought that makes Harry think of pulling away from the kiss but he doesn't, he doesn't pull away and he allows Zac's tongue entrance into his mouth when it runs across his lips. It's almost weird having Zac's tongue in his mouth because it feels just a bit different than Louis' did but it also feels right for the moment and soon he finds himself maneuvering his way into Zac's lap, an action that the older man doesn't stop him from doing.
In fact Zac's hands soon find their way onto Harry's ass which is covered with a pair of tight black skinny jeans and soon he is moving Harry's hips into his own and Harry moans again because fuck he can feel Zac's hard on through both of their jeans and that makes him hard as well and they are being even more risky by doing this out in the hallway. He could be seen by someone who knows who he is and leak this to the media and Modest would have a field day then.
Shivering when he feels Zac's hand go under his shirt, Harry grinds against him again but this time he finally pulls away from the kiss and lets his forehead rest against Zac's, "No touching until we're married," he whispers half teasing but it's after his words that he sees a glint of something pass in Zac's brown eyes.
"Then marry me," Zac responds which shocks Harry because that isn't what he was expecting. "Marry me Harry."
Harry swallows hard and he really should say no, he really honestly should, "Okay," he squeaks out before he even has a chance to go with the rationale side of his brain instead of the drunk side. "Okay," he repeats because he really doesn't think Zac is serious at all and that he is joking and they will probably be in Zac's own hotel room within minutes fucking each other because they can't use Harry's since Taylor is still in there.
Zac smiles though and somehow manages to stand up with Harry still attached to him, which makes Harry slip his legs around Zac's waist and his arms immediately go to hold onto Zac's neck for dear life because he refuses to fall on his ass because of the sudden change in position Zac has made.
"We can use Taylor as our witness and get married tonight," Zac speaks again and Harry feels his cheeks go flush because he realizes Zac is being serious and holy fuck they are going to get married and he should stop this but his sober side really is gone right now it seems so all he can do is hope that maybe Zac's sober side kicks in because his isn't going to and one of them needs some common sense before they end up making a huge mistake.
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An hour later Harry takes several deep breaths as he stands in his hotel room again and as he does this he looks down at the twist tie on his ring finger. It was the only thing he and Zac had to use as wedding bands or well actually it's the only thing that Taylor as the witness and best man had on him, two fucking twist ties, one in red and one in white and Harry has the one in white while Zac has the one in red and two twist ties and a marriage license are what is now legally binding Harry to Zac.
Hearing the bathroom door open Harry turns around and does his best to plaster on a smile as Zac walks towards him clad only in a towel, "Didn't take you long to freshen up," he mutters as he feels Zac's arms slide around his waist and he hates how nervous he is compared to the last time he was around Zac and drunk. He was so much bolder then or maybe he is bold because it semi was him that even planted the idea of marriage into Zac's head.
"Because I knew I had something waiting for me," Zac says as he leans in and kisses Harry and Harry just sighs before kissing Zac back, his body moving into the older man's body...into his husband's body.
Kissing him a bit longer Harry lets Zac lead him to the bed and as they walk towards the bed somewhere along the way Zac's towel goes missing as does Harry's shirt and when Harry hits the bed he pulls away and looks up into Zac's eyes suddenly feeling more nervous than he already was.
"Are you nervous?" Harry asks finally as his heartbeat gets faster and he feels his cheeks going warm as he blushes. "I mean..this..it's your first time having sex with a man," he says knowing Zac hasn't been with anyone besides the man Kate caught him with, the man whom he had only given a blow job too.
Zac nods his head as he locks eyes with Harry, "I am nervous but I'd say right now you seem much more nervous than I am."
"I guess I am nervous too," Harry admits as he blushes more. "Not for the sex part but we're married. We're legally fucking married and I've never been married and I don't know how to be a husband and what if this leaks to the media?"
"We'll deal with the leaking when it happens," Zac answers and his voice sounds sure that it will happen. Harry knows it probably will but right now he doesn't want to think of that. "But right now I can assure you, you can be a good husband...you'll learn as we go along with this," he continues before leaning in to kiss Harry again.
Harry returns the kiss and he does his best to push all of his worries aside because in all honesty he really does want to fuck his husband, hell he has wanted this opportunity ever since his celebrity crush on Zac started ages ago and Zac is now his husband and there is nothing stopping it from happening except his mind if he lets it and he is going to refuse that.
Reaching for Zac's hands as the kiss deepens, Harry puts them on the button of his jeans and he smirks against Zac's lips when Zac seems to get the hint and undoes his jeans, soon sliding them down along with the underwear that he has on. Underwear that Harry has just realized was a pair of women's underwear because usually when he wears his tight jeans women's underwear seems to work the best.
"Nice underwear," Zac mutters as he pulls away from the kiss and again Harry feels himself blushing but before he can respond properly he feels Zac's lips attaching to his neck and all Harry can do is moan and curse as Zac slowly kisses a trail down his neck and stomach and towards Harry's aching cock. A cock that he wants in Zac's mouth because Harry swears Zac has lips that were made for sucking dick.
Feeling his eyes fall closed as Zac's lips brush over one of his laurel tattoo's near his hip bones, Harry bucks his hips and counts down in his head until he feels Zac's lips finally reach his cock and the moment the warm wetness of Zac's mouth takes him in he grins like a kid in a fucking candy store.
"Fuck," Harry moans out as he opens his eyes finally and looks down to see Zac between his legs, his mouth moving up and down his cock and Harry isn't complaining because it's the best feeling in the world and watching Zac blow him is probably the best sight in the world. He almost wishes he had put a video camera somewhere just so he could have something to remember in the morning when he is sober and his drunk haziness has faded, stealing most of his memories from tonight.
It's after he curses that he feels Zac's mouth pick up it's pace and he moans louder, his hands quickly moving down to tangle into Zac's long hair and he pulls it softly as he arches his hips up, making his cock go farther into Zac's mouth, something that he doesn't seem to protest because he just keeps sucking, even finding ways to look up at Harry on occasion and each time their eyes lock and Harry feels a shiver run down his spine.
Zac's good at giving head and Harry realizes then whoever it was that Zac's ex caught him with he doesn't blame. How can he blame any man for wanting Zac's lips around their cock, though he also knows if Zac ever cheats on him he'd kill the man his husband fucked and maybe just maybe he'd kill his husband too and shit calling Zac his husband in his head is now almost an easy thing to do for him.
"I..fuck...I need to be inside you," Harry manages to speak after awhile knowing if Zac doesn't stop sucking his cock he is going to come even before he has a chance to be inside Zac and he really really wants to be inside Zac. He wants to be the first man that Zac lets inside of him.
When Zac pulls away Harry only pouts briefly because before he knows it Zac is straddling his hips and Harry feels a smirk appearing on his lips as he holds his fingers up to Zac, "Suck them," he says almost demanding. He knows he has to get Zac ready for what is about to happen and what better way than to finger him but god damn it he just wants to watch Zac suck his fingers and get them ready before he puts them in places he never thought they would be.
Watching as Zac obeys him he is sure he could almost come at the sight of Zac sucking on his fingers much like he sucked on his dick. "Your lips were made for sucking on things," he mutters which makes Zac lock eyes with him as he sucks Harry's fingers much more slowly and deliberate and Harry moans when he realizes that Zac's ass is slowly rubbing against his hard cock.
"Such a god damn tease," Harry tsks as he shakes his head though to be honest he kind of likes Zac teasing him.
When Zac lets his fingers fall from his mouth Harry whimpers again. "You like it," Zac speaks and his voice is full of a lust that Harry isn't sure he has heard before.
"Maybe," Harry agrees as he gives Zac a wink before slipping his hands between them and the same fingers that Zac had in his mouth are now other places in Zac's body and Harry waits to begin to move them until he knows that Zac had adjusted to them being there because he doesn't want to hurt Zac as much as he is going to be hurting already.
"Y..you okay?" Harry asks eventually once he does start to move his fingers and he locks eyes with Zac.
Zac nods his head and Harry takes that as an okay to move his fingers faster inside of Zac and it's not long after he does that he watches Zac's head fall back as he bites his lip hard and Harry swears it's one of the most obscene things he has ever seen from Zac so far and he kind of loves it.
Harry is sure he could just lay here all night and watch Zac get off as he fingers him but he knows he really can't and his dick does want relief, his dick wants to be inside Zac so Harry hesitates only briefly and removes his fingers which now causes Zac to be the one whimpering and Harry has to stop himself from chuckling because how the tables have turned tonight.
"Don't you want my cock inside of you?" Harry asks with a faux innocence as he grabs a hold of Zac's hips and positions Zac right above his still aching and hard cock. "Or you know we could just go back to my fingers."
"No," Zac whines as he shakes his head. "I..I want your cock inside of me."
Harry smirks at that answer but before he can move Zac down on him he moans out as Zac takes the first step and slowly moves down on him and now it's Harry's turn to close his eyes as his head falls back and his teeth bite into his lips hard enough that he is afraid he may break skin.
Zac is so fucking tight and he really hopes that he can last a bit longer, just a bit fucking longer.
"You like?" Zac asks and Harry opens his head and nods because that is all he can do. No words are going to come and if they did they'd all be curse words. "Good, because I'm nervous now," Zac adds on as he leans down to kiss Harry and it's during the kiss that Harry feels Zac start to move on him slowly and usually during sex he wouldn't like slow but this is Zac's first time and he really can't fuck him senseless like he wants to do.
So instead Harry just closes his eyes again and lets his body match Zac's slow movements and eventually before he knows it Harry is finding himself coming unglued as releases inside of Zac and he repeats Zac's name as if it is some prayer to the Gods above and he really hopes he isn't going crazy and that Zac really is moaning out as his name as he trembles above him.
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Zac moaning out his name, that is really the only thing Harry remembers the next morning when he is harshly awoken by the sound of two cell phones seemingly ringing at the same time and as he opens his eyes and reaches for his own cell he can hear Zac beside him muttering curse words.
"Hello?" Harry asks into the receiver as his eyes land on the clock by the bedside which tell him it is nine in the morning though for him it feels much too soon to be up and his body almost feels like it was hit by a Mac truck.
"Is it true?" Louis' voice ask on the other end of the phone and Harry pauses for a second wondering just what Louis means and before he can answer though he feels the bed shift as Zac stands, his own cell phone glued to his ear and Harry does his best not to stare at Zac's naked body.
"Is what true?" Harry finally asks as he comes to his senses realizing that Louis is on the other end of the phone still.
Louis sighs before speaking again, "That you got married last night? TMZ and other news sites are going crazy over the fact that you got married to Zac fucking Hanson last night in Las Vegas."
Swallowing hard at Louis' words Harry lifts his head again and this time Zac is no longer facing away from him. Zac is looking at him with the same scared look that Harry is sure he is wearing. "Y..yeah Lou, it's true," he confirms as he looks down at his ring finger where the twist tie still is in place and he is almost surprised that even in his drunken haze he does still remember some things, very minor things like the wedding chapel and Taylor producing twist ties instead of rings.
"Harry how could you be..." Louis starts to speak but Harry hits to end the call because really he isn't in the mood to listen to Louis bitch at him, not when Louis has recently broke his heart all over again.
"We're married," Zac states the moment Harry has laid his phone down and Harry just nods his head. "That was Kate calling to bitch at me and remind me how disgusting I am," he sighs as he plops at the end of the bed obviously not caring that he is still butt naked but then again Harry is quite sure they had sex last night so what use would it be to cover up?
Laughing Harry slowly moves closer to Zac, leaving the comfort of the blankets he had been surrounded in, "Louis was the one who called me. Said all the news sites were going crazy," he whispers as he finally realizes what this means. The fucking public now knows he is gay and he is out like he always wanted but he is sure he is going to get in trouble with Modest and he is afraid what this could mean for the band.
"What are we going to do?" Harry asks softly as he looks at Zac as if the older man has all the answers to fix this. "Do you think we could get divorced and blame it on a dare from Taylor?" he asks knowing Zac's brother could be a good scape goat for this. "I'm going to be in so much shit and this isn't how I wanted to come out...this isn't how it was supposed to go."
"No, it was supposed to be you coming out then getting Louis back," Zac speaks his voice having a bitterness in it that rocks Harry slightly because he isn't sure why Zac is so bitter. "But Eleanor is pregnant," he states and Harry realizes that he must have told Zac that last night but he honestly doesn't remember that which means that Zac had to have been a lot less drunk than he was.
Harry just runs a hand through his hair as he looks away from Zac, "How sober were you?" he asks finally not even caring at the moment that they are still in a bind with this marriage.
"I only had one drink," Zac reveals and Harry keeps his gaze off of Zac. "I..I guess I didn't realize or know just how drunk you were but I didn't and I was sober by the time we got married and I'm not sure I regret it and I'm not sure I want a divorce and to blame Taylor for this idea when in the end it's probably my fault for letting it happen when I could have stopped it."
Listening to Zac, Harry heaves a sigh, finally looking up at him, "You want to stay married to me?" he asks his voice almost squeaking at the end. "I..I don't know how to be a husband," he says surprising himself that he isn't as angry as he should be but maybe all that yoga he does in his spare time pays off. "I don't know to be a husband and the media is going to have even more of a field day with our lives."
"We could give it a trail run," Zac suggests and Harry feels him moving closer. "A year and if in a year we find we suck together or that you make a lousy husband well we can divorce," he finishes and Harry can see a playful glint in his eyes. "And let the media have a field day with our lives..we'll survive even if we kill everyone else from shock in the process."
Harry laughs at that but finds himself nodding his head, "O..okay," he agrees because in the end maybe a trail run of marriage wouldn't be so bad and a year isn't that long. Harry just hopes that during this year that he and Zac can get along and not kill each other because now they have to actually be around each other and not just text or call on the phone.
Zac doesn't speak again though, instead Zac just moves even closer and kisses Harry on the lips and somehow before Harry can even register what is happening he is finding himself being pushed back on the bed and well at least this time he will remember the sex better than he did last night.
Zac had seemingly kept his word about talking to Harry through his coming out and Harry was sure he was the first person Zac texted after he had came out to his family on New Years and then a week after that Zac had set up a interview with People Magazine and he had came out publicly to everyone.
Harry was sure he had never been more proud of someone in his entire life because he knew coming out publicly was a huge step and luckily for Zac it seemed his fans, the die hard ones who truly mattered had stuck by him and were still supporting him, though his ex-wife on the other hand hadn't really been the most supportive. Harry knew from what he had been told she took his official coming out the hardest and now she was supposedly threatening to somehow bar his three children from him.
"Here is to Zac's divorce being finalized today!" Taylor cheers and his words interrupt Harry's thought process which was probably a good thing because Harry hates thinking right now, especially when besides being proud for Zac he is also depressed over his own life because right now it seems like none of what he said in the back of Zac's truck is ever going to happen.
"Your divorce is final today?" Harry asks before taking the shot he had been holding in his hands. He knows he probably shouldn't since he isn't sure how many shots he has had before this though he swears Taylor has had way more than either he or Zac and Taylor seems fine right now so maybe one more shot won't kill him and maybe one more shot will help cheer him up even though the others have failed.
Zac nods his head in response and Harry watches as a truly genuine grin plasters his lip, "I'm free of the old wicked witch and I'm out...and life is pretty damn good right now," he says as he locks eyes with Harry. "It seems everything I wanted in Miami to happen has happened and my life isn't as bad as I thought it would be."
Harry wants to smile and be happy for Zac, he really and truly does but he can't and the moment he tries to force a smile onto his lips he feels tears welling up in his eyes and he really doesn't want to cry in front of a drunk Taylor or even a drunk Zac so he stands from the bed he had been sitting on and he makes his way out of the room without even uttering an excuse and he hopes and prays that neither Hanson brother follows him.
But of course when does Harry ever get what he wants this year? It's only after he makes it to the elevators and he sits down beside them that he realizes Zac has followed him because the moment he lifts his head he can see Zac through the tears he hadn't even realized where coming down his cheeks.
"Modest won't let me come out," Harry explains because he can see the confusion written on drunk Zac's face. "I can't come out and be free and I know I said I didn't care about the contract but I don't wanna hurt my friends and the band...I don't wanna ruin Louis' career or theirs," he hiccups as he cries harder without even meaning too. "And Eleanor is pregnant so even if I did come out I wouldn't get Louis not the way I want him."
If Harry is expecting Zac to say anything though he is wrong. Zac doesn't say a word, not to laugh at him or call him naive or even words of encouragement. Instead Harry just feels Zac's arms slip around him and he closes his eyes letting his body move into Zac's until his head is resting on Zac's shoulder.
"My life is so fucked up from how I saw it...how I thought it would be," Harry sighs as he hiccups again and he really hope that Zac doesn't care that he is probably ruining his shirt with tears. "I was supposed to be out one day with Louis. I was supposed to be the one having a family with Louis. I was supposed to be happy and free and have the white picket fence. I want the white picket fence," he whines not caring that he sounds like a girl nor does he care that he is now a blubbering idiot in front of Zac. If Zac cared about that he doubts Zac would willingly be listening to him have a fucking break down over life and how everything he had planned has fallen apart.
"When did you find out about Eleanor being pregnant?" Zac finally speaks and Harry swears he hears compassion in Zac's voice. It's something he never thought he would hear from Zac after their first meeting in Tulsa but somehow they have come a long way in just five or so months. They have almost become friends or maybe they already are friends and Harry just can't see it yet because of blinders.
"Yesterday," Harry mutters as he lifts his head. "L..Lou was in Los Angeles for my birthday and he told me before I caught my flight out here. He fucking told me at the airport before I got on a plane."
Zac frowns slightly and Harry watches as he reaches his hand to wipe away some of his tears, an action that makes Harry's breath hitch and his heart to beat a bit faster, "Were you with him again?" he asks and it's a simple question. A question that makes Harry blush.
Closing his eyes so he doesn't have to see Zac's face, Harry nods his head briefly, "We slept together hours before I had to catch my flight. He came to California and I thought we..we'd have another chance but he just slept with me and then told me Eleanor was pregnant and he's staying with her. He fucking used me and kicked me when I was already down."
Again Zac doesn't respond for awhile and Harry isn't sure he likes that but he does like what Zac does next and that's kiss him. It's a different kiss then their last few kisses they have shared and it's a kiss that makes Harry moan then blush because Harry has realized that they are in the hallway of the hotel and anyone could see them sitting here kissing.
It's that thought that makes Harry think of pulling away from the kiss but he doesn't, he doesn't pull away and he allows Zac's tongue entrance into his mouth when it runs across his lips. It's almost weird having Zac's tongue in his mouth because it feels just a bit different than Louis' did but it also feels right for the moment and soon he finds himself maneuvering his way into Zac's lap, an action that the older man doesn't stop him from doing.
In fact Zac's hands soon find their way onto Harry's ass which is covered with a pair of tight black skinny jeans and soon he is moving Harry's hips into his own and Harry moans again because fuck he can feel Zac's hard on through both of their jeans and that makes him hard as well and they are being even more risky by doing this out in the hallway. He could be seen by someone who knows who he is and leak this to the media and Modest would have a field day then.
Shivering when he feels Zac's hand go under his shirt, Harry grinds against him again but this time he finally pulls away from the kiss and lets his forehead rest against Zac's, "No touching until we're married," he whispers half teasing but it's after his words that he sees a glint of something pass in Zac's brown eyes.
"Then marry me," Zac responds which shocks Harry because that isn't what he was expecting. "Marry me Harry."
Harry swallows hard and he really should say no, he really honestly should, "Okay," he squeaks out before he even has a chance to go with the rationale side of his brain instead of the drunk side. "Okay," he repeats because he really doesn't think Zac is serious at all and that he is joking and they will probably be in Zac's own hotel room within minutes fucking each other because they can't use Harry's since Taylor is still in there.
Zac smiles though and somehow manages to stand up with Harry still attached to him, which makes Harry slip his legs around Zac's waist and his arms immediately go to hold onto Zac's neck for dear life because he refuses to fall on his ass because of the sudden change in position Zac has made.
"We can use Taylor as our witness and get married tonight," Zac speaks again and Harry feels his cheeks go flush because he realizes Zac is being serious and holy fuck they are going to get married and he should stop this but his sober side really is gone right now it seems so all he can do is hope that maybe Zac's sober side kicks in because his isn't going to and one of them needs some common sense before they end up making a huge mistake.
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An hour later Harry takes several deep breaths as he stands in his hotel room again and as he does this he looks down at the twist tie on his ring finger. It was the only thing he and Zac had to use as wedding bands or well actually it's the only thing that Taylor as the witness and best man had on him, two fucking twist ties, one in red and one in white and Harry has the one in white while Zac has the one in red and two twist ties and a marriage license are what is now legally binding Harry to Zac.
Hearing the bathroom door open Harry turns around and does his best to plaster on a smile as Zac walks towards him clad only in a towel, "Didn't take you long to freshen up," he mutters as he feels Zac's arms slide around his waist and he hates how nervous he is compared to the last time he was around Zac and drunk. He was so much bolder then or maybe he is bold because it semi was him that even planted the idea of marriage into Zac's head.
"Because I knew I had something waiting for me," Zac says as he leans in and kisses Harry and Harry just sighs before kissing Zac back, his body moving into the older man's body...into his husband's body.
Kissing him a bit longer Harry lets Zac lead him to the bed and as they walk towards the bed somewhere along the way Zac's towel goes missing as does Harry's shirt and when Harry hits the bed he pulls away and looks up into Zac's eyes suddenly feeling more nervous than he already was.
"Are you nervous?" Harry asks finally as his heartbeat gets faster and he feels his cheeks going warm as he blushes. "I mean..this..it's your first time having sex with a man," he says knowing Zac hasn't been with anyone besides the man Kate caught him with, the man whom he had only given a blow job too.
Zac nods his head as he locks eyes with Harry, "I am nervous but I'd say right now you seem much more nervous than I am."
"I guess I am nervous too," Harry admits as he blushes more. "Not for the sex part but we're married. We're legally fucking married and I've never been married and I don't know how to be a husband and what if this leaks to the media?"
"We'll deal with the leaking when it happens," Zac answers and his voice sounds sure that it will happen. Harry knows it probably will but right now he doesn't want to think of that. "But right now I can assure you, you can be a good husband...you'll learn as we go along with this," he continues before leaning in to kiss Harry again.
Harry returns the kiss and he does his best to push all of his worries aside because in all honesty he really does want to fuck his husband, hell he has wanted this opportunity ever since his celebrity crush on Zac started ages ago and Zac is now his husband and there is nothing stopping it from happening except his mind if he lets it and he is going to refuse that.
Reaching for Zac's hands as the kiss deepens, Harry puts them on the button of his jeans and he smirks against Zac's lips when Zac seems to get the hint and undoes his jeans, soon sliding them down along with the underwear that he has on. Underwear that Harry has just realized was a pair of women's underwear because usually when he wears his tight jeans women's underwear seems to work the best.
"Nice underwear," Zac mutters as he pulls away from the kiss and again Harry feels himself blushing but before he can respond properly he feels Zac's lips attaching to his neck and all Harry can do is moan and curse as Zac slowly kisses a trail down his neck and stomach and towards Harry's aching cock. A cock that he wants in Zac's mouth because Harry swears Zac has lips that were made for sucking dick.
Feeling his eyes fall closed as Zac's lips brush over one of his laurel tattoo's near his hip bones, Harry bucks his hips and counts down in his head until he feels Zac's lips finally reach his cock and the moment the warm wetness of Zac's mouth takes him in he grins like a kid in a fucking candy store.
"Fuck," Harry moans out as he opens his eyes finally and looks down to see Zac between his legs, his mouth moving up and down his cock and Harry isn't complaining because it's the best feeling in the world and watching Zac blow him is probably the best sight in the world. He almost wishes he had put a video camera somewhere just so he could have something to remember in the morning when he is sober and his drunk haziness has faded, stealing most of his memories from tonight.
It's after he curses that he feels Zac's mouth pick up it's pace and he moans louder, his hands quickly moving down to tangle into Zac's long hair and he pulls it softly as he arches his hips up, making his cock go farther into Zac's mouth, something that he doesn't seem to protest because he just keeps sucking, even finding ways to look up at Harry on occasion and each time their eyes lock and Harry feels a shiver run down his spine.
Zac's good at giving head and Harry realizes then whoever it was that Zac's ex caught him with he doesn't blame. How can he blame any man for wanting Zac's lips around their cock, though he also knows if Zac ever cheats on him he'd kill the man his husband fucked and maybe just maybe he'd kill his husband too and shit calling Zac his husband in his head is now almost an easy thing to do for him.
"I..fuck...I need to be inside you," Harry manages to speak after awhile knowing if Zac doesn't stop sucking his cock he is going to come even before he has a chance to be inside Zac and he really really wants to be inside Zac. He wants to be the first man that Zac lets inside of him.
When Zac pulls away Harry only pouts briefly because before he knows it Zac is straddling his hips and Harry feels a smirk appearing on his lips as he holds his fingers up to Zac, "Suck them," he says almost demanding. He knows he has to get Zac ready for what is about to happen and what better way than to finger him but god damn it he just wants to watch Zac suck his fingers and get them ready before he puts them in places he never thought they would be.
Watching as Zac obeys him he is sure he could almost come at the sight of Zac sucking on his fingers much like he sucked on his dick. "Your lips were made for sucking on things," he mutters which makes Zac lock eyes with him as he sucks Harry's fingers much more slowly and deliberate and Harry moans when he realizes that Zac's ass is slowly rubbing against his hard cock.
"Such a god damn tease," Harry tsks as he shakes his head though to be honest he kind of likes Zac teasing him.
When Zac lets his fingers fall from his mouth Harry whimpers again. "You like it," Zac speaks and his voice is full of a lust that Harry isn't sure he has heard before.
"Maybe," Harry agrees as he gives Zac a wink before slipping his hands between them and the same fingers that Zac had in his mouth are now other places in Zac's body and Harry waits to begin to move them until he knows that Zac had adjusted to them being there because he doesn't want to hurt Zac as much as he is going to be hurting already.
"Y..you okay?" Harry asks eventually once he does start to move his fingers and he locks eyes with Zac.
Zac nods his head and Harry takes that as an okay to move his fingers faster inside of Zac and it's not long after he does that he watches Zac's head fall back as he bites his lip hard and Harry swears it's one of the most obscene things he has ever seen from Zac so far and he kind of loves it.
Harry is sure he could just lay here all night and watch Zac get off as he fingers him but he knows he really can't and his dick does want relief, his dick wants to be inside Zac so Harry hesitates only briefly and removes his fingers which now causes Zac to be the one whimpering and Harry has to stop himself from chuckling because how the tables have turned tonight.
"Don't you want my cock inside of you?" Harry asks with a faux innocence as he grabs a hold of Zac's hips and positions Zac right above his still aching and hard cock. "Or you know we could just go back to my fingers."
"No," Zac whines as he shakes his head. "I..I want your cock inside of me."
Harry smirks at that answer but before he can move Zac down on him he moans out as Zac takes the first step and slowly moves down on him and now it's Harry's turn to close his eyes as his head falls back and his teeth bite into his lips hard enough that he is afraid he may break skin.
Zac is so fucking tight and he really hopes that he can last a bit longer, just a bit fucking longer.
"You like?" Zac asks and Harry opens his head and nods because that is all he can do. No words are going to come and if they did they'd all be curse words. "Good, because I'm nervous now," Zac adds on as he leans down to kiss Harry and it's during the kiss that Harry feels Zac start to move on him slowly and usually during sex he wouldn't like slow but this is Zac's first time and he really can't fuck him senseless like he wants to do.
So instead Harry just closes his eyes again and lets his body match Zac's slow movements and eventually before he knows it Harry is finding himself coming unglued as releases inside of Zac and he repeats Zac's name as if it is some prayer to the Gods above and he really hopes he isn't going crazy and that Zac really is moaning out as his name as he trembles above him.
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Zac moaning out his name, that is really the only thing Harry remembers the next morning when he is harshly awoken by the sound of two cell phones seemingly ringing at the same time and as he opens his eyes and reaches for his own cell he can hear Zac beside him muttering curse words.
"Hello?" Harry asks into the receiver as his eyes land on the clock by the bedside which tell him it is nine in the morning though for him it feels much too soon to be up and his body almost feels like it was hit by a Mac truck.
"Is it true?" Louis' voice ask on the other end of the phone and Harry pauses for a second wondering just what Louis means and before he can answer though he feels the bed shift as Zac stands, his own cell phone glued to his ear and Harry does his best not to stare at Zac's naked body.
"Is what true?" Harry finally asks as he comes to his senses realizing that Louis is on the other end of the phone still.
Louis sighs before speaking again, "That you got married last night? TMZ and other news sites are going crazy over the fact that you got married to Zac fucking Hanson last night in Las Vegas."
Swallowing hard at Louis' words Harry lifts his head again and this time Zac is no longer facing away from him. Zac is looking at him with the same scared look that Harry is sure he is wearing. "Y..yeah Lou, it's true," he confirms as he looks down at his ring finger where the twist tie still is in place and he is almost surprised that even in his drunken haze he does still remember some things, very minor things like the wedding chapel and Taylor producing twist ties instead of rings.
"Harry how could you be..." Louis starts to speak but Harry hits to end the call because really he isn't in the mood to listen to Louis bitch at him, not when Louis has recently broke his heart all over again.
"We're married," Zac states the moment Harry has laid his phone down and Harry just nods his head. "That was Kate calling to bitch at me and remind me how disgusting I am," he sighs as he plops at the end of the bed obviously not caring that he is still butt naked but then again Harry is quite sure they had sex last night so what use would it be to cover up?
Laughing Harry slowly moves closer to Zac, leaving the comfort of the blankets he had been surrounded in, "Louis was the one who called me. Said all the news sites were going crazy," he whispers as he finally realizes what this means. The fucking public now knows he is gay and he is out like he always wanted but he is sure he is going to get in trouble with Modest and he is afraid what this could mean for the band.
"What are we going to do?" Harry asks softly as he looks at Zac as if the older man has all the answers to fix this. "Do you think we could get divorced and blame it on a dare from Taylor?" he asks knowing Zac's brother could be a good scape goat for this. "I'm going to be in so much shit and this isn't how I wanted to come out...this isn't how it was supposed to go."
"No, it was supposed to be you coming out then getting Louis back," Zac speaks his voice having a bitterness in it that rocks Harry slightly because he isn't sure why Zac is so bitter. "But Eleanor is pregnant," he states and Harry realizes that he must have told Zac that last night but he honestly doesn't remember that which means that Zac had to have been a lot less drunk than he was.
Harry just runs a hand through his hair as he looks away from Zac, "How sober were you?" he asks finally not even caring at the moment that they are still in a bind with this marriage.
"I only had one drink," Zac reveals and Harry keeps his gaze off of Zac. "I..I guess I didn't realize or know just how drunk you were but I didn't and I was sober by the time we got married and I'm not sure I regret it and I'm not sure I want a divorce and to blame Taylor for this idea when in the end it's probably my fault for letting it happen when I could have stopped it."
Listening to Zac, Harry heaves a sigh, finally looking up at him, "You want to stay married to me?" he asks his voice almost squeaking at the end. "I..I don't know how to be a husband," he says surprising himself that he isn't as angry as he should be but maybe all that yoga he does in his spare time pays off. "I don't know to be a husband and the media is going to have even more of a field day with our lives."
"We could give it a trail run," Zac suggests and Harry feels him moving closer. "A year and if in a year we find we suck together or that you make a lousy husband well we can divorce," he finishes and Harry can see a playful glint in his eyes. "And let the media have a field day with our lives..we'll survive even if we kill everyone else from shock in the process."
Harry laughs at that but finds himself nodding his head, "O..okay," he agrees because in the end maybe a trail run of marriage wouldn't be so bad and a year isn't that long. Harry just hopes that during this year that he and Zac can get along and not kill each other because now they have to actually be around each other and not just text or call on the phone.
Zac doesn't speak again though, instead Zac just moves even closer and kisses Harry on the lips and somehow before Harry can even register what is happening he is finding himself being pushed back on the bed and well at least this time he will remember the sex better than he did last night.
