~Warning: this chapter contains sexual contact. But before you send an email saying what big pervs we are, try actually reading the thing. Becuase you'll realise that unlike 'I'm Not a Playa I just crush a lot', 'Devil Angel', and everyday MTV, the two people having sex actually love each other. *gasps, a miracle!* But if you still can't handle that, by all means, don't read it. Thank you.~

**********(Zac's point of view)**********

**"My hands are two travelers. They've crossed oceans and lands. And yet they are too small on the continent of your skin. Wandering, wandering, I could spend my life traveling the length of your body each night.."-Jupiter, Jewel**

Stirring, I slowly awoke to the crackling of the fire, alone in the middle of the living room. I lay there for a few moments, basking in the warmth of the fireplace before slowly climbing to my feet and running my hands through my hair. I was still a bit groggy so I stood there for a while, noting that something was missing but not quite sure what it was.

"Where's Lindsay?" I finally was conclusive enough to notice that my love was missing from the room. Slowly, I wandered up the stairs, waking up more and more with each step. By the time I had reached the top, i was fully awake.

Walking down the short hallway I decided to check her room and see if she was possibly there.

Indeed!!! When I pushed slightly on the cracked open door, it swung open slightly, revealing her just as she dropped a towel and stooped over her dresser to grab some clothes out.

'Be Still my beating heart...' I murmured silently, hoping she wouldn't hear my ragged breathing as an enraged member fought against the zipper of my pants.

I couldn't help myself but to step forward and reach out, my fingers grazing across the skin of her back, down her spine.

Gasping, she whirled around giving me quite the eyeful of exactly what I wanted to see. In one second flat, she had managed to conceal herself from my view. "Zac, get OUT."

"I..uhh...what for?"

"So I can get dressed, dumbass." She retorted from her place in the closet, glaring at me from behind a massive collection of hanging sweaters and ski bibs.

"Why do you want to do that?" I grinned slyly at her, winking.

"Don't you get fresh with me young man! Out! Out! O-U-T!" She tried to shoo me out from standing in the closet as I walked over and sat down on her bed, waiting patiently.

"I've got all day, babes."

"Zac, please, get out." She changed her tone to pleading but I knew far better than to succumb to that.

"Why? Give me one good reason."

"Because you love me."

"All the more reason for me to stay. Try again."

"Because--uhhh...fine." She marched out and hurriedly attempted to grab some clothes and flee to the bathroom but I had caught her by the waist long before she had the chance.

Turning her around, I pressed my lips against hers and shut the door, deepening the kiss with strokes of my tongue as she whimpered, dropping her clothes to wrap her arms around my neck and pull me in closer.

I didn't know how much longer this zipper could hold up against the persistant pressure of my organ fighting against the constraint. A tug on my shirt from Lindsay as she tried to lift it over my head reminded me to focus on what was going on rather than the throbbing of my lower areas.

I pulled the shirt off and discarded it to the side, backing up towards the bed both for more comfort and as a precaution should Taylor or Tasha decide to come bursting in.

Unhesitatingly, she unfastened my pants and gave a startled gasp when my prick sprang forward, in a manner of speaking. "Zac...you eager for something?" She teased, smiling up at me.

"You.." I connected my mouth with the smooth, soft skin of her throat, sucking softly as my hands roamed where they willed and encouraged moans from her. This just furthered them to try and get more sounds from Lindsay, slipping between her legs and inserting two fingers inside of her, jerking roughly in and out as her body responded rhytmically to my demands.

"Oh God..Zac.." She moaned, clutching my shoulders desperately as a shudder rippled through her body and she came on my hands.

Slowly, I raised my hands to my mouth and she watched patiently as I licked the discharge off my fingers, smiling when I was done. "Mmm..." I breathed against her ear.

"Zaaaacc..." She whimpered as my palms skimmed over her breasts, immediatly getting a reaction.

She moved a hand slowly down my stomach and I could feel myself quivering under her passionate fiery touch, nearly jumping out of my skin when she finally touched it, wrapping her hand around my hard length, purple at the tip from the building pressure.

Slowly, she started pumping my shaft, leaving me helpless in her arms, lost in her eyes and passionate kiss as she elicited things from me that I never thought possible.

I wanted to finish the deed so bad that it coursed through my veins in a fiery course, and I could see it in her eyes: she reciplocated my feelings, wanting me as badly as I needed her.

"Lindsay..." I groaned, so raspy that I was shocked it was my own voice.

"Zac, please do it..." She begged, immediatly knowing what I was talking about.

Not wanting to second chance it by talking about it, I positioned myself over her and waited as she wrapped her legs around my waist, ready for me to enter her. Then I hesitated. I couldn't figure out why, but I was just stalled there, as if waiting for something.

She tugged on my hips with her locked ankles and yet I still found myself paused. Then the words flew from my mouth and I knew that was what I had been waiting for. "I love you." I blurted out.

"Oh God, Zac, I love you more than anything." Tears of joy sprang from her eyes and I hugged her, despite the position we were in. When I at last entered her, I felt as if my entire lower body and been engulfed in a warm syrup and felt tears of happiness spring to my own eyes, blurring my vision. But even through the watery view, I could still see those eyes. Those loving blue eyes that reassured me and told me she loved me just as much as I loved her.

The rocking motion started as we became one, our souls merged, the bodies merely an acting shell that kept up the push and pull as our inner beings combined. This was amazing like no other thing I had ever experienced in my life. Not because of the physical pleasure, but because of the immediate spiritual closeness I could feel it bringing us. I felt as if we were one, one being, one mind, one person of its own.

"Zac!" She called out as she met her climax, clinging to my arms with an unbelievable strength.

As soon as hers was over, mine began and I could feel my seed spilling into her hot waiting cavern.

After it was over, I rested my forehead against her sweaty forehead, stroking her hair back from her face as she did mine while we both tried to catch our breaths.

"I love you." Simultaneous, we spoke.

I collapsed into her waiting arms, pulling the sheets over us as I knew we would fall asleep like this, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

**********(Tasha's point of view)**********

"It's okay, really Taylor. Stop apologizing." I sighed, smiling at him as he apologized for the millionth time that night.

He laughed. "I know, I'm just..."

"Sorry. Yeah, I've heard it quite a few times."

"Okay then..."

An eeiry silence engulfed us as I twirled strands of his hair around my fingers, staring into his eyes and trying to imagine a future with him but drew a blank. I really couldn't see anything, certainly not a family. Odd... I shook it off, deciding I was just being a fuddy duddy.

"Are you as bored as I am?"


"You wanna go find something to do?" I asked, sitting up.

"Yeah. Let's go see what Lindsay and Zac are doing..."

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