I know fifteen languages, I have twenty-seven identities, and know how to kill a man thirty-two different ways with my bare hands. So how did I run into you? How out of all six billion people in the world did we cross paths? You know me from school, I know you for being in One Direction. So leave me when you can, Zayn Malik, because I'm the world's most wanted secret agent and I'm only nineteen. But before you go, I want you to kiss me but I need you to Baise-Moi.

*Ages +15* **Some words are in French, you can use Google Translate for translation purposes**


28. You Have Me, Give Me Your Pain

Zayn pulled up my arms and examined the freshly made line exposed on my skin. Still new to heal. "Giselle--."

"I'm sorry," I breathed. "I was stressed, struggling. Zayn I had no idea if you would even wake. I didn't know what else to do, I'm--." 

"I'm here now," he said reassuringly. "You have me. Give me your pain, your worries." He brought my right wrist up to his mouth and blew a thin line of air over the scratches before he kissed the delicate skin, and repeated this with the next wrist. "Do I have to save you, like you saved me?"

I swallowed as I looked up from my wrists and into his eyes, "I feel like I'm already passed being saved."

"Can I prove you wrong?" 

I inhaled deeply, "You can try." 

Without speaking, replying, he picked me up in his arms and brought me over to his bed. He made his own space in between my legs as he leaned over me and placed kisses down my jaw and stopped on my neck, just right above my collarbone. I could feel his fingers running up and under my thin tee shirt. I was under his control and he wanted it that way, and soon my shirt was pulled over my head and dropped to the floor. 

He placed kisses, outlining my black bra. Then continuing his path down the center of my breasts and letting his tongue run down to my belly button. Allowing his lips to fill my sensitive skin he used his fingers to unbutton my jeans. I felt the denim fabric soon leave my skin as he pulled it slowly down my legs and off my feet. 

I sat up, I wanted him to enjoy this too. So as he stood in front of me I placed my fingertips over his now bare chest. I must've been that into his touch that I didn't realize his half-nudity. 

"Stop," he breathed as he held onto my fingers.

"I want--," I started but he cut me off with his soft lips.

"I want you to enjoy this," he said as he pushed me back onto the bed and held my hands above my head. I closed my eyes and when I reopened them, I was lost in our own world. The lights gleaming off our skin and Zayn continued to make even touches all over my body. 

I wasn't able to control my moans any longer as his lips escaped to my neck and his fingers vanished beneath my black underwear. My neck was arched as moans escaped my lips like honey. Slow and sweet. 

Zayn's POV

I opened my eyes and looked up at her as she kept her eyes shut. Her mouth was slightly open allowing her moans to escape into the air. My lips sucked as my fingers made circles over her clit. Soon I was sliding a finger inside of her, making even movements as my thumb kept making those circles. She gasped at the new movement and I watched her beneath me, watching her face as I unexpectedly slid another finger inside of her. 

With her hands now free from my grasp she quickly placed one hand on the back of my head, pulling me closer as her fingers gently tugged at my hair. Her other hand was on my wrist, her nails digging into my skin as she made even lines up my arms that would soon rise and turn red. 

She was in another world and I took her there. It was my turn to join her and I knew she was ready. I pulled my fingers out of her and continued to kiss her skin as I pulled myself over top of her. Her eyes were half-hooded as we re-positioned ourselves and I pulled the pillows closer allowing her head to lay on the soft cotton. 

I reached over to my beside table and opened the drawer, our eyes never loosing connection. I felt the square foil wrap and held onto it as I closed the drawer. I used my teeth to open the package, holding onto the soft rubber I let the packaging fall to the floor. I was about to place the protection over myself, but she stopped me. She took it from my hand and soon her small hands were rolling the condom down my shaft. 

She reached up and placed a kiss over my nipple, sending shivers down my back. "Don't hold back," she muttered and those were the only words I had to hear to begin. 

I brought my fingers up to my lips and once gaining moisture I made my tip soft, which made it better for her. I brought myself just right outside her entrance, but before entering I leaned on my arms, my hands alongside her head. We were both holding our breathing, until I made the next move. 

So I did.

I pushed myself inside of her, her nails digging into my shoulders. She was so fucking tight, just like I remembered. Making even thrusts, her back started to arch, bringing herself closer to me. Within moments her walls were tightening and I didn't realize how much she needed this until then. She was hitting her climax fast, but I didn't want to stop. 

Right before she reached her peak I stopped. She seemed to disapprove, until she pushed me down on my chest and begun to straddle me. I leaned up on my elbows as she guided me inside of her. I dropped back down to the bed and let her dig her fingers into my chest. 

She rocked her hips, until I helped her rise and fall over my cock. 

"Fuck," I breathed as her eyes closed and she begun to bite her bottom lip. 

Soon our moans joined together and we grew louder. I could feel her tightening around me again and this time I was going to let her go. I pushed her back down onto the bed and, slammed myself into her. Her legs wrapping around my waist as I went deeper and deeper inside of her. 

"Holy fuck, don't stop," she moaned loudly. She was speaking my name, yelling my name, encouraging me to continue. My lips lay on her skin as she continued to scream my name from her pink lips.

This was unbearable. 

I opened my eyes as I begun to see her tremble beneath me. I could feel her nails racing up and down my back, no doubt her mark would stain my skin. 

"Fuck, I'm going to come," she spoke over her moans, and within moments of those words leaving her lips her wall tightened to extreme lengths around my cock. I groaned into her neck as I kept my movements steady. "Don't fucking stop," she muttered. 

I continued until I could feel myself coming. "Oh fuck," our curses spilling from our mouths. 

"Keep going," she pushed me until I was slamming hard and fast into her again. Her moans growing louder again as she held onto the duvet, holding it tightly in her hands. "Come for me," she whispered and I opened my eyes to her blue eyes.


I hated her power over me, but soon I was filling the condom with my warm liquid. My moans loud as she placed her hand on one side of my face. I quickly turned my lips toward her open palm and kissed her skin. Once I caught my breath I slowly exited her and lay beside her. 

Our breathing both heavy and loud. 

I pulled the used condom off and went to the trash bin to throw it away. When I came back to the bed, Giselle was sitting up on her knees her hair bouncing over her shoulders. 

"We are so doing that again," she gave me a mischievous grin.

"Give me some time," I chuckled. "I need to recover." 

She reached for my wrist and tugged me onto the bed. Any normal girl wouldn't be able to budge me, but Giselle was strong which was one of the many things that turned me on about her. 

She was quick to straddle me, "Let me do all the work this time," she smiled. 

She sat on my thighs as her hand took hold of me. She produced even strokes as she pumped my cock, making me groan. My eyes silently shut as my hands tightened around the duvet. Then my head started to spin as I felt a touch of soft over the tip. I opened my eyes and saw her kissing me and then placing me inside of her mouth. 

"Fuck," I groaned as I entered the hot warmth of her mouth. 

Giselle's POV

He was struggling to keep control, and I enjoyed watching him. I was in control, I made the decisions and this was my choice. I kept my hand around his thick shaft and slowly sunk down on him like before. His eyes opening wide as I leaned on his chest with open palms. I slowly started to rock my hips, allowing moans to escape both our lips. 

Zayn's fingers dug into my hips as I started to move faster. Before I could register what he was doing, I felt his index and middle finger collide with my clitoris. I whimpered as I arched my back, slamming my hands onto his thighs. He didn't understood though that he was going to come first. He could arouse me as much as he wanted but as I felt his shaft grow thicker inside of me I knew he was close. 

"Giselle," he begged. "Please, stop. Stop." His words broken and uneven.

I ignored him as I continued to collide our hips together. 

"Fuck, please," he pleaded. "Fuck." He repeated the word a dozen times before my movements were too much for him and he pushed me off. 

I gasped as he quickly lay over top of me, thrusting hard and fast. "I'm going--oh," he moaned. 

"I want to taste you," I muttered and he soon shattered above me. He quickly exited me as he released. His sticky sweet substance landing on my chest. 

I took my index finger and placed it into the white liquid before bringing it to my mouth, the taste of sweet salt filling me. I watched him bring his thumb up to my chest and drug it along his sweet come before he brought it up to my mouth. I sucked it off his thumb as he pulled from my lips and lingered on my bottom lip. 

"Giselle, I wasn't wearing a condom," his still face quickly turned to that of a frown. "This outcome could've been worse."

"I did it on purpose," I breathed. 

"I know," he brought himself down and leaned on his forearms above me. "You know if you want to taste me all you have to do is ask." 

"I kinda like to take you by surprise though," I smiled as our noses touched. Our moods instantly turning to playful.

"I can tell," he returned my smile. "Thanks to you though, I'm sure the entire house now knows what we were doing."

"What are you talking about?" My face dropping. 

"Did any of your past lovers tell you that you scream...loudly?" 

"What? I've never...."

"It's alright, babe. This means I have a whole new control over you."

"You wish, Malik," I teased. "I don't know where you've been the past couple of minutes but I was completely in control of you." 

"Whatever," he smiled before placing a kiss at the corner of my mouth. "Let's get cleaned up." 

Soon Zayn and I were wrapped together in one duvet as we silently opened the door and making sure the hallway was cleared and than walked across to the bathroom. Locking the door behind us Zayn turned on the hot water. We stepped into the shower together and as we let the water cascade down over us, our lips interlocked. 

I know this was a long, dirty chapter! I hope you enjoyed and the reason I uploaded two chapters for Baise-Moi was because I have now 500 fans on Movellas! This is amazing, you all are amazing! I promise not to let any of you down and in the next few months, there's going to be some pretty good stories released. As you can see with Native I have started to do 'unfamous' One Direction fanfics. Harry is my tester, for a big story to come next month! 

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