"I want dessert," Zayn sighed to his Alpha from across the table.

"We have dessert at home remember. You promised Harry you'd try his new cake," Liam reminded.

Zayn curled a lip. "I don't want Harry's cake, Leeyum. I want something with ice cream."

Liam waved a hand for the check while giving Zayn a raised brow. "Then put ice cream on the cake....when we get home."

Liam could see the signs. The pursed lips, the crinkled nose. Zayn leaned forward as the check was placed on the table. "I don't want Harry's shitty cake."

Liam's mouth fell open a little. "Excuse you; Harry is great at baking at you know it. Don't be rude."

Zayn waved the waiter over and when they tried to grab the ready check he placed a hand over it. "We're not done. I'd like-"

"Zayn," Liam warned, voice only a bit lower than his normal speaking voice.

Zayn threw him a glance before turning back to the waiter. "I'd like something with ice cream."

"No, he doesn't," Liam informed the employee, who was now looking between them. It was clear Liam was the Alpha in the relationship, but Zayn was putting up a good fight.

"I do," he said pointedly, eyes locked on Liam's, testing him. When Liam didn't budge, Zayn moved around the table to sit next to Liam and leaned into him. "I want something really sweet. Plus," he paused to nibble at Liam's ear, "you know how sweet my slick gets when I have ice cream."

Liam had to grab a handful of his trousers to steady himself. When he let a stuttering sigh go, Zayn smiled and looked up to the very confused waiter. "Ice cream, please, mate. And thanks." The boy waited a moment longer, but when Liam didn't protest he took the check and shuffled away.

Liam put a firm hand on Zayn's knee. "That wasn't fair play, Zayn."

Zayn just shrugged. "You love me."

***

"You're too easy on him, Li."

Harry and Liam were sat on lounge chairs, watching their omegas face off in a clumsy one-on-one on the tennis court in Liam's backyard.

"I am not."

Liam could feel Harry roll his eyes. Harry sat up in his seat and said, "Call Zayn over here." Liam gave him a wondering look but Harry urged, "Just do it."

Liam huffed and waved a hand in the air. "Zayn, come here."

Zayn swung his racket, missing terribly, and huffed. "You made me miss, Liam. What?"

"Come here."

"Can it wait? We're almost done."

Harry sent Liam a quick glance before he called out, "Lou, baby, come here."

Louis perked up at his name and nearly skipped over to his alpha, sitting at the end of Harry's chair. "Yeah, babe?"

"Hello? Louis, what the hell?" Zayn yelled.

Harry pulled Louis to lay on top of him and looked over at Liam. "He doesn't listen because you don't make him."

"He's my omega, not my servant."

"He's your omega, Li. And you're his Alpha. But you could've fooled me."

Zayn finally gave up when no one paid him attention, dropped the racket, and sluggishly walked over to the group. "Liam, you ruined our game," he whined.

Liam felt his nerves fraying. "Stop whining, Zayn. Come sit with me."

Zayn actually crossed his arms over his chest and kicked a hip out. "Aren't you going to say sorry?"

Liam hated the pouty, upset crease to Zayn face. He hated that Zayn was even a little bit tiffed with him. "I'm sorry, baby. Now come lay with me."

Zayn smiled in triumph and walked around to stand next to Liam's head, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to go get a drink."

Liam watched him leave, hips swaying in that way that Zayn knew Liam loved. When he was gone he looked back to Harry, who only pressed his lips in a firm line and raised a brow before turning his attention to Louis.

***

"I don't want to go to bed yet, Li. It's still early and its a Saturday night. Come out with me."

Liam had to close his eyes against the desire to grab Zayn roughly and lay him down under the covers. "I'm tired. I've had a long week. Come to bed with me."

They had one of their infamous standoffs until Zayn growled in annoyance and pulled back the covers, getting into bed in just his pants. Liam, satisfied, got under as well, but when he slung an arm across Zayn's waist he was pushed away. "I don't feeling like cuddling tonight, Liam." He leaned in and kissed Liam's cheek once, whispering an 'I love you' before turning over and curling up.

Liam pressed two fingers to his temple and took a long breath before turning the lamp off and placing timid fingers on Zayn's hip, unable to fall asleep without the feeling of his omega.

***

Liam woke up to an empty feeling and an empty bed. He blinked his eyes hard before looking at the blaring red 3:00 next to his bed. He turned back over and saw that the sheets were pulled back but one of Zayn's pillows was laying in his spot, a dip where Liam's hand was resting. By now the pillow had gone cold, and without the warmth and familiar scent of his omega, Liam woke with a heavy sense of worry.

He sat up and swallowed the thickness of sleep in his throat before calling Zayn's name. No reply. He pulled the covers back and went to the en suite, but the room was empty. His chest was beating hard with his heart. He pulled on a pair of joggers and made his way downstairs and into the family room. Zayn wasn't up watching crappy television like he sometimes would if he couldn't sleep. Liam's panic was rising dangerously now. Liam went back to their room and picked up his phone. He called Zayn with no luck. He called three more times but got nothing. Next he called Harry, just on the off chance Zayn was over there.

"What the hell, Liam?"

"Is Zayn over there with Louis?"

Harry made a grumbling sound before answering. "He's with Lou, but not here. They went out."

"What?!"

Liam heard the quiet chuckle from Harry's end. "He didn't tell you he was going out." It wasn't a question, Harry knew it was true. "You have to stop letting him run things, Liam. He's an omega for a reason. It's like he's begging for attention."

"I give him plenty-" Liam cut himself off with a sigh; at least he knew Zayn wasn't alone. "Do you know where they went?"

***

Twenty minutes later Liam was making his way through a crowded dance floor, nose doing its best in the mix of smells to locate the one he knew best. He followed it into the thick of the mass to find Zayn sandwiched between Louis and someone else. An alpha.

Liam instincts went into overdrive as he closed the space between them and shoved the man back from what was his. The man snarled but when Zayn immediately tucked himself behind Liam he laughed sadistically. "Keep a handle on your pet, alpha. You could've lost him tonight."

Liam debated starting a fight just on principle, but now Louis was hiding behind him and Zayn was tugging at his shirt. He gave the other alpha a warning growl before turning to the omegas. "We're going home. Now."

They followed dutifully and stayed silent until they got home. Liam sent Louis to a guest room with a stern, "Harry will pick you up in the morning." Louis only nodded quickly and nearly ran to the wing of guest rooms.

Liam turned to Zayn with grave disappointed painted on his face. Zayn was all too quick to place soothing hands on him. "I'm sorry, Leeyum. He came up to me. You know I wouldn't-I wouldn't. Ever." Liam didn't say anything, just took a hold of Zayn's wrist and pulled him to their room. Zayn stumbled on a few steps and kept up a litany of apologies until the door was slammed behind them, making him jump and shrink down a little. "Liam, talk to me."

Liam stayed facing the door. "You left my bed in the middle of the night to go out without my permission. And then," he scoffed humorlessly, "I find you grinding on another alpha."

Zayn whimpered as his transgressions were put on display. "We were just dancing. I was dancing with Lou and he just came up to me."

Liam turned on him and flung a hand to dismiss his argument. "That's besides the point. You shouldn't have been out in the first place! What if something would've happened and I had no idea where you were?!"

Zayn lowered his eyes to the floor. "I'm sorry."

"You deliberately disobeyed; you made me wake up, worried about where you'd gone! Do you have any idea how sick I felt?!"

Liam saw the tears drip from Zayn's eyes. "I'm sorry, Liam."

"Not good enough this time, Zayn. You've been acting like a brat non-stop lately and tonight you crossed the line." Liam moved around Zayn, ignoring how the omega leaned into him as he passed, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Come here."

Zayn hurried to him quickly and stood with his hand clasped behind his back. "I'm sor-"

"Stop talking. I don't want to hear your apologies until you've earned the right to say them." He pointed to his lap. "Over my knee."

Zayn face scrunched up in confusion. "What?"

"Lay down. You're being punished."

Zayn opened his mouth, surely to argue, but Liam growled and the sound vibrated through the room, making Zayn whimper and shuffled to lay down. He made himself comfortable and propped his torso up on his elbows, looking back over his shoulder at his Alpha.

Liam pushed his head into the bed as the first slap came down, making Zayn lurch and fight under Liam's hand. "Be still," he ordered, voice falling into his Alpha range. Zayn fell lax instantly and Liam gave him another. He still tensed but the protests had gone quiet.

Zayn's fists were curled in the duvet as Liam moved up into the double digits. Liam pulled up the edge of Zayn's shirt and then reached under him to undo his jeans. Zayn was sniffling back tears now and he looked back at Liam again in confusion. But things become very clear when Liam yanked his jeans and pants down to his knees and pushed his head back into the bed.

"You disobeyed." He slapped his hand across Zayn's already pink cheeks, leaving a sharp print behind for a second. "You scared me," his voice was full of the fear he felt for those ten minutes of uncertainty. He spanked him a bit harder. "You lied to me." Another spanking. "You betrayed my trust." He kept a heavy rhythm as he told Zayn all of the things he'd done wrong.

By the end Zayn was full-on sobbing and begging Liam to stop. Liam finally did with a few soothing squeezes to the red cheeks. "Apologize to me."

Zayn gasped in air and fell to his knees, jeans making him fumble to the ground. He placed shaking hands on Liam's thighs and buried his face in Liam's lap. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm sorry. I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry." He kissed over both thighs reverently, then up to the seam of his joggers and kissed over his groin. "I love you, Liam. I'm so sorry."

"Are you?" Liam asked, a hand making its way into Zayn's hair.

Zayn nodded and latched his mouth onto Liam's soft bulge. "I am," he breathed against it. "Let me show you," he begged quietly, almost like he was unsure of how to behave. He probably was. Liam had never punished him like this before.

Liam groaned when Zayn's hot mouth closed over his hardening line. "Prove to me how sorry you are, baby."

Zayn nodded and tugged on Liam's bottoms. Liam lifted up and Zayn pulled them down to ankles in a second. He took Liam's semi in hand before the air got its chance to caress him. He pressed his lips to the side of Liam's shaft and whispered again how sorry he was, hot breath fanning over Liam's even hotter erection.

"Show me," he demanded and led his tip to Zayn's lips. Zayn took him in immediately and sucked him down, choking without hesitation and not pulling back. Liam's mouth dropped at the eager suction of Zayn's cheeks and the hard spasms of his throat. "God, baby," he groaned. Zayn kept Liam's length down his throat even as his eyes watered and tears fell down his cheeks. He bobbed his head fast and kept his lips tight as the tears came harder, working Liam over with gusto.

Liam hummed sadly and eventually pulled him off, Zayn's mouth open and panting. "Okay, baby. I believe you. I know you're sorry."

Zayn choked on a sob and leaned forward, against Liam's grip on his hair, to get back to Liam's aching dick. "Let me show you," he pleaded almost mindlessly. "I'm sorry."

Liam pulled harder on Zayn's hair, making Zayn's eyes fall shut, and used his other hand to lift Zayn's chin to look at him. "I know you are. I forgive you, Zee."

Zayn's shoulders relaxed and his eyes fluttered closed for a moment. "I'm sorry."

Liam trailed a finger across Zayn's swollen bottom lip. "I know."

Zayn slid a hand up Liam's thigh to wrap around his pulsing cock, tugging him closer to the end. Liam moaned and urged him on. "So close, baby. Open up." Zayn's mouth fell open easily and he pointed Liam's wet tip towards his lips. Liam tensed and tugged on Zayn's hair again as his release washed over him, strings of cum landing across Zayn's tongue and cheeks.

Zayn kept his mouth open until only a few drops came from his slit before closing his lips around Liam's head and coaxing the last of his orgasm from him. Liam hissed in sensitivity but let Zayn suck and then lick him clean. He pulled Zayn off of him and started swiping the dripping white off his face and into his omega's mouth. Zayn hummed happily and licked it off Liam's fingers and his own lips.

Liam pulled him off the floor when Zayn's face was clean and fell back on the bed, Zayn falling on top of him. "No more," Liam warned.

"I won't," Zayn promised. Liam leaned up for a kiss and Zayn melted into it with Liam's arms wrapped securely around his waist.

***

PSA: assume after-care measures were taken. because after-care measures should ALWAYS be taken.

Sorry my consistency of posting sucks but here's another one. Enjoy! And only a couple more in this Volume.

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