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It wasn't exactly anything new that Zayn was touchy feely with her; they cuddled, hugged and Zayn pressed small kisses to her cheek or temple on occasion (a gesture, which Liam couldn't find in herself to return, but which brought a smile to her lips and heat to her cheeks). And she liked feeling along Liam's new shirts or jeans, that wasn't new.
The fingers feeling softly along the logo of her knickers were pushing new boundaries though, Liam thought. She tried not to look out of breath as a sharp want ran through her, cutting at her will and restraints. Moving a little lower, the touch fell short from where she felt a light throb, her thrill coming down to rest there.
"Yeah, you're fit", Zayn said softly. She had her eyes down, where her own fingers moved. Along the edge of the logo, down to where it stopped, and fuck, that was close...
aka. shameless smut revolving around Liam and Zayn getting new knickers.