The Daily Adventures of Zash

The Gym

She told him how much she needed him, refusing to take her arms from around him. He planted kisses on her face.

"Hey, I'm here, right here. You have me."

She squeezed him tightly.

"I know. I know, babe."

She told him hard it had been, not seeing him all day long.

Zach said:
"Aww, babe, I know. I hate being apart from you too."

She nodded against his chest, feeling his hand rubbing her back, making her feel safe and loved.

Zach said:
"How about I take the day off tomorrow, hmm? We can do whatever you want. We can stay in bed and make love all day, or go house hunting. I got the number of Gavin's real estate agent, he apparently knows the Upper East Side very well."

"Would you do that, take off, just like that?"

This was all new to her. Caring what other people did. What they wanted to do. If what she wanted would have bad consequences for them.

Zach said:
"Oh, also, it's your night to pick dinner."

That made her smile.

"McDonald's."

She tilted her head up, resting her chin on his chest.

"Just kidding."

She kissed the hairy expanse of his chest.

"I had that for lunch."

She stood on her toes to kiss his lips, then smiled.

"We could pick up some Lebanese on the way home?"

Her smile turned into a devilish grin.

"Unless you want to check out the mirrors on the ceiling in my room upstairs first?"
 
The Clocktower -- 13th floor: Gym

Ash: Would you do that, take off, just like that?

"Yeah, I might as well, I've got about ten years of sick days saved up, and enough people working in my department to take care of everything."

And Gods knew he had a lot of vacation time stockpiled too, because Haleigh had never wanted to leave for worry that the world would end while she was gone. Honestly, he could probably reduce a lot of the time spent at the office by delegating out some tasks that he didn't truly need to personally handle. Hell, he could probably do most of his work from home. A large portion of it ended up being video conferencing. They'd need to add 'home office' to the list of things they were looking for in a townhouse.

He told Ash it was her night for dinner, and her first suggestion left him struggling to find a way to respond positively, but thankfully, she was only teasing him. She admitted to having the dreadful stuff for lunch. Yuck.

Ash: We could pick up some Lebanese on the way home?

"Mmm, YES, Shawarma!"

That was a much better suggestion, and the enthusiasm in his tone was genuine.

Ash: Unless you want to check out the mirrors on the ceiling in my room upstairs first?

She was smiling up at him, in that wicked way she did, and he knew she was already thinking about having her way with him, as he'd just had his way with her. His heart skipped a beat at the delightful thought of being at her beck and call. And the mirrors on top of that.... Gods! He'd be hard again as soon as they shut the bedroom door, he was certain.

"Well, I mean, we should probably stop by upstairs so you can grab some more stuff to keep at my place, you know, until we find a home of our own."
 
The Gym

She held tight to him as they knelt there. He suggested he take tomorrow off, and she asked him if he really would.

"Yeah, I might as well, I've got about ten years of sick days saved up, and enough people working in my department to take care of everything."

"Oh, Zach."

She hugged him tighter. He told her she had to pick what they had for dinner, and she suggested Lebanese.

Zach said:
"Mmm, YES, Shawarma!"

She loved how he got excited about things she suggested. Which of course, made her excited. She playfully suggested that maybe they should check out the mirrors she'd had installed in her Clocktower bedroom. Because now it looked like she'd not be living there - and it was a shame to let them go to waste.

Zach said:
"Well, I mean, we should probably stop by upstairs so you can grab some more stuff to keep at my place, you know, until we find a home of our own."

She gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

"Yeah, you know, make it less to move later."

She stood up, pulling him up with her. They picked up their clothes and shoes, but Zizi stopped him as he started to get dressed. She leaned in towards him.

"Zizi's teaching a class tonight."

She led him towards the private elevator that only went between the top three floors of the Clocktower and the roof. She smiled at him coquettishly as they rode it up, then reached out her hand and pulled him towards her room, walking backwards several steps before turning around and wrapping his arm around her waist.

They walked into her completely redecorated room that Zizi had insisted she do. And at Zach's request, the entire ceiling was a giant mirror. She dropped her clothes and shoes by the door and crossed to the bed, pulling the coverlet off, then turning to beckon to him. She helped him lie down, plumping a pillow for under his head, and then she climbed up on top of him. Her lips pursed in a smirk.

"How's the view?"

She put her hands lightly on the sides of his face, leaning down to give him a slow, deep kiss. She paused to just smile at him, and run her hands through his hair, scratch his beard. She intertwined the fingers of her left hand and its ring with his right, then brought his hand to her lips. Letting his hand go and scrunching her body down, her mouth began to kiss it's way down from his chest to his stomach. She looked up at him with mischief in her eyes, then moved further down on the bed, her tongue playfully lapping at his cock, teasing him with it. Then she took him slowly into her mouth, taking her time, her fingertips stroking his balls. But this wasn't the main event.

When he was so hard that she couldn't bear to not have him inside her one moment longer, she slid up his body, rubbing herself against his hardness, her mouth taking his with need this time. Her hands stroked down his chest, across his shoulders, and then she pushed herself up, making sure to keep eye contact with him the entire time. But then she turned, pulling the hair tie out and letting her hair hand long, straddling him so her back was to him. She took hold of his hardness, unhurried, making sure he felt her hands on him, and then guided him inside her. She gasped, the sensation of him entering her never diminished, no matter how many times they were together. She began to move her hips, slowly and rhythmically. She leaned back, her hands caressing her own breasts, making sure that he could see her body in the mirror. Her eyes found his and stayed there as she moved, watching him, watching her.
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

Ash: Oh, Zach.

She said, like he was her hero. It made him smile widely. Ashley was clearly pleased with his offer to take a day off, and so he easily talked himself into it. After all, he'd spent many years, and many long hours, investing in the success of Clandestine. And he'd made a lot of money, and found his career very fulfilling. But certainly it wouldn't hurt to be a little less of a workaholic, now that he'd found someone that he truly just wanted to be with all the time.

There were still projects that were important to him, and causes that he didn't want to abandon, but he could make sure those were taken care of. He didn't need to spend as much time as he used to at work. Especially not if his fiancèe, his future wife, wanted to see him more often.

They agreed on Lebanese for dinner, a vast improvement upon McDonald's, and when Ashley mentioned that the remodeling in her bedroom had been completed, they made perfectly reasonable excuses to go up there. He started collecting all his articles of clothing -- where had he tossed his shirt?? She stopped him as he shook out his shorts to put them on, telling him Zizi wouldn't be home, because she was teaching a class. Oh, good. That also meant he wouldn't have to feel awkward about Zizi sitting out in the living room hearing them moan. He was sure she probably put on those gaming headphones to drown them out or something.

He wadded all his stuff up and tucked them under one arm like a football as they took the elevator up, stark naked still. She was smiling coyly at him, and he reached to brush her ponytail aside and trace the lines of her tattoo with his index finger, the anticipation starting to stir him again. She took his hand and led him to her bedroom, walking backwards, and he heavily appreciated the sight of her as they went.

He dropped his pile next to hers on the bedroom floor, and glanced around, nodding pleasantly as he appraised the changes. She had such good taste. He wasn't going to have to worry about her decorating their home with hideous or overly feminine themes. He glanced up and smirked. Oh now this was cool. She helped him into bed and mounted him, and he laid back cooperatively.

Ash: How's the view?

His gaze traveled all over her, as lustily as usual, and then flicked up to the ceiling, before finding her eyes.

"Amazing, as always, and the reflection... heh, it's better than porn."

He replied, and speaking of better than porn, she leaned down to kiss him, long and slow. His lips met hers and he drank in her attentions, as if it would save his soul. She raked her fingers through his hair, and her nails through his beard, sending warmth through him like electric shocks. By the time she started to kiss his chest, he was well on the way to being ready to play again. She stopped at his waist and gave him a look that instantly thrilled him.

When she teased him with her tongue he sharply inhaled, and when she stopped teasing he moaned her name. In her mouth he fully hardened, quickly. He was audibly enjoying it, groaning with pleasure, his gaze flicking up to the mirror, trying to settle on the best view.

"Oh, I love to watch you..."

He said, and he thought if she kept at it too much longer he might have to warn her that the fun would be over all too soon, but she transitioned upwards, rubbing against him, kissing his mouth and making him ache with need. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and he kissed her back hungrily as her hands roamed his torso, and he tried to coax her hips into position. She resisted him, and he thought he might die. He groaned in protest.

"Please, Ash... please, I need to be inside you, please..."

He begged, and she just stared back at him, piercing hazel eyes that commanded his patience. She turned away from him, shook out her hair. Oh, damn... He thought, entranced. He could feel her wetness on his skin as she straddled him. How she could stand to wait any longer was beyond him, HE was usually the one pacing them, and she was always wanting to go faster. She had him in hand, and he moaned her name again, desperately.

Finally, she let him in, and rolled her hips, and it felt so, so good, for a second, he closed his eyes. He looked again, his gaze up to the mirror as she started to lean back. He pressed his right hand fingertips up her spine, pushing his passion and supporting her as her weight shifted back. He watched her, transfixed, as her hands caressed her own body. His eyes locked with hers in the mirror.

"Gods, Ash. You're so sexy..."

He said, his left hand finding hers easily with the glint of her ring in the mirror, and then exploring downward, feeling his way to the groove between her legs, smirking as he watched her expression in the mirror.
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

Ashley lead him to bed, climbing onto it with him and straddling him, asking him how he liked the view.

"Amazing, as always, and the reflection... heh, it's better than porn."

The corner of her mouth turned up as she gazed down into his eyes.

"We could always make our own..." she said coyly.

She kissed him, then worked her way downward, taking her time, enjoying the taste of him and the reaction she was getting. She was sure the new addition to the ceiling was adding to it, so she made sure to give him something worth watching. The noises he was making were turning her on, and she moved back up to his mouth. She could tell he was ready for her, and wanted her, but she had her own plans.

Zach said:
"Please, Ash... please, I need to be inside you, please..."

She was going to make this last. And the more they held out, the better the end result would be, for both of them. So she turned her body around, and let her hair down because she knew he liked it that way, and then finally she took him in her hands. He moaned her name, and she smiled to herself. She always wanted him so badly, she rushed to have him, but this time she wanted to shower him in her loving caresses, so he could feel every ounce of what she did.

But she was wet, so wet, and she wanted him more than ever, so finally when she couldn't stand it any longer she guided him inside her and began to move. She was definitely putting on a show for him, only for him. He put his hands on her back to help her lean back, and she caught his gaze in the mirror.

Zach said:
"Gods, Ash. You're so sexy..."

His validation only made her want him more, made her feel sexier. She swirled her hips almost like a belly dance, sliding him in and out of her. And then his hand slid between her legs and she cried out. Her hips moved faster, matching the motion of his hand. She could feel the heat spreading through her body.

"Zach....mmmm...that feels so good...."

She licked her lips, her eyes closing, her body tilting forward. She put her hands between his legs to balance herself and began to ride him faster, pushing back onto him again and again.

"Fuck...fuck Zach...you feel amazing."

Her breathing was becoming rapid and hitching in her throat, her moans and cries becoming higher in pitch and closer together.

"Babe...Zach...I'm... I'm gonna..."

And then she came, her body standing straight again, her hack arching, jerking every time she moved. Her index finger went to her mouth, and she started to bounce faster on top of him, grinding her hips against him, squeezing him inside her.
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

Zach reached around her hip to touch her, and the noise she made about did it for him. She started to move faster on him, and he groaned in pleasure as the intensity racheted up.

"Ashley..."

He moaned, and she started to lean forward, changing the angle between them, shifting the picture in the mirror. He writhed beneath her, moving his hips to her rhythm, as she told him he felt amazing.

"Oh, Gods..... the way you ride..."

He said, but he couldn't articulate any more words after that. She was getting close, and the riptide was about to pull him under again. When she came, he threw his head back against the pillow and moaned, lifting his hips up, pressing hard against her, calling her name again loudly when he came too.

He sat up, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her back to him, rolling onto his side so they could snuggle just like that for a while. He kissed her neck, her shoulder, her back, whatever he could put his lips to, as his hands stroked her skin and he buried his face happily in her hair.

"Mmm... you want to just get the food delivered and stay here tonight? Then we don't have to put clothes on.... well, except maybe to answer the door for the food. Although, with you I'm sure even THAT would be considered clothing-optional."
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

Zach's arms were around her, pulling her back down to the bed, and she smiled. He turned them onto their sides, and they lay together as their breathing gradually slowed. She brought his hand to her lips and kissed it.

"I love you."

He kissed her bare skin while his hands caressed it, making her feel so relaxed. She loved this quiet time together, in each others arms. It made her giddy, and so happy.

"Mmm... you want to just get the food delivered and stay here tonight? Then we don't have to put clothes on...well, except maybe to answer the door for the food. Although, with you I'm sure even THAT would be considered clothing-optional."

She rolled over so she was facing him, and slid her arm around his waist.

"That sounds perfect."

She pressed her lips softly against his.

"It would be a shame to never stay here, after we went to all the trouble of fixing it up."

She ran her fingers up his back.

"I was thinking...maybe I could bring you your lunch sometimes when you're at work. And then it wouldn't be all day that you were gone. And I'd like to see where you work."

She smiled brightly, then her brow furrowed with curiosity.

"Did you always want to be a diplomat, when you were a small boy? We talked about what I wanted to be, but you never said."
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

They laid together, close and intimate, and he kept kissing her, unwilling to stop touching her just yet. She told him she loved him, and he smiled. It was something he knew, something he could feel, but still, he liked to hear it too.

"I love YOU."

He replied in her ear, and then he suggested they jut stay at her place tonight, and have dinner delivered. She rolled over to face him, and told him that sounded perfect, as she put her arm over him and gave him a gentle kiss. He smiled into it warmly, raising his hand to run his fingers through her hair as she continued.

Ash: It would be a shame to never stay here, after we went to all the trouble of fixing it up.

"Truly, a shame, to let this classy decor go to waste."

He agreed.

Ash: I was thinking...maybe I could bring you your lunch sometimes when you're at work. And then it wouldn't be all day that you were gone. And I'd like to see where you work.

"Oh, that would be nice. Wait, do you want to see Clandestine, or the U.N.?"

Ash: Did you always want to be a diplomat, when you were a small boy? We talked about what I wanted to be, but you never said.

He smiled as he continued to brush her silken hair with his fingers.

"I wanted to be a policeman. Save the day, put the bad guys away. Be a hero, protect and serve, all that. Reality is different, I'm sure."
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

He said I love you back to her, and it made her blush. Because it didn't feel like an automatic response, just something you say, it felt like he meant it. They made plans to order dinner in to the Clocktower, so they didn't have to leave. She was surprised to realize she would miss this old place, as much as she wanted to live with Zach. The thought occurred to her that maybe they could meet for lunch when he was working, so they didn't have to spend all day apart. Plus, she was interested in what he did at work, and wanted to see it.

"Oh, that would be nice. Wait, do you want to see Clandestine, or the U.N.?"

She laughed.

"Both, I guess. Wherever you are."

She placed another soft kiss on his lips. She asked about what he had wanted to be as a small child, because she remembered them discussing her answer but not his. He was running his fingers through her hair, and she could have drifted right off to sleep if she'd let herself.

Zach said:
"I wanted to be a policeman. Save the day, put the bad guys away. Be a hero, protect and serve, all that. Reality is different, I'm sure."

She made a little shrugging motion.

"I don't know. I suppose if you asked John, he would say that's what he does."

She reached up and touched his cheek.

"It's different for me - I didn't choose it."

She gave him a sad smile, the circumstances of her coming into John and Zizi's acquaintance not so bright.

"So why didn't you? Become a policeman?"
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

She wanted to bring him lunch, a thoughtful suggestion, to help break up the long day apart, and see where he worked. He said that sounded nice, and wondered if she wanted to see Clandestine or the U.N. headquarters.

Ash: Both, I guess. Wherever you are.

His smile matched hers, and they kissed tenderly. He kept playing with her hair, as she asked him if he'd always wanted to be a diplomat. He gave her the short answer, that really he'd wanted to be a policeman, and included the young boy's simple and romantic idea of what the job might entail. He allowed that reality was probably different.

Ash: I don't know. I suppose if you asked John, he would say that's what he does.

"John would say that, but not you?"

He asked her gently as she reached for his face.

Ash: It's different for me - I didn't choose it.

The way she smiled nearly broke his heart. He hugged her close and searched for her gaze with his.

"Well, if there's some profession you would choose, my love, I'll support you. You don't have to do something you don't enjoy, or want to do. I want you to be happy, at home, at work, wherever, and however I can, I'll help you."

He promised sincerely.

Ash: So why didn't you? Become a policeman?

He shook his head softly.

"My father didn't approve. I can still hear him now. He had such a spiteful way of laughing."

He replied, looking back. He could easily recall his father's response.

"And he said: 'Un poliziotto. Senza soldi, Senza futuro, senza conseguimento. Non farai alcuna differenza nel mondo. Perché dovresti persino esistere, mio figlio?'"

(A policeman. Without money, without future, without achievement. You will not make any difference in the world. Why should you even exist, my son?)

Zach gave a sigh of mild disappointment.

"When I was young, I cared too much for his approval."
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

Zach talked about wanting to be a policeman, but she admitted she didn't share his idealized view of the profession, since it hadn't been one that she'd chosen. It had been forced on her. Zach hugged her, which made her smile.

"Well, if there's some profession you would choose, my love, I'll support you. You don't have to do something you don't enjoy, or want to do. I want you to be happy, at home, at work, wherever, and however I can, I'll help you."

She smiled and pressed her lips against his.

"You really are the most wonderful man."

She said it almost as if she was saying it to herself, searching his face. But then she shrugged.

"It's not hard, and I'm good at it, I suppose. I was a bounty hunter before - not much different. A career isn't really top on my priority list anyway."

She kissed his cheek.

"But thank you. It really does mean a lot to me. That you care."

Then she asked him why he hadn't become a policeman if that's what he'd wanted to be, but he just shook his head.

Zach said:
"My father didn't approve. I can still hear him now. He had such a spiteful way of laughing."

She looked at his face with deep concern, her brow furrowed.

Zach said:
"And he said: 'Un poliziotto. Senza soldi, Senza futuro, senza conseguimento. Non farai alcuna differenza nel mondo. Perché dovresti persino esistere, mio figlio?'"

She hugged him tightly, then kissed his cheeks and forehead, his nose.

"I'm so sorry, babe."

Zach said:
"When I was young, I cared too much for his approval."

She studied him for a minute before speaking.

"It's not easy to stop caring what other people think of us. Even when they are people who treat us horribly. Even when we know we shouldn't care."

She clasped him to her, kissing his shoulder, then whispering to him.

"You've made all the difference in the world, to me."
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

He told her if she wanted to pursue some other career, he'd support her, that he'd help in any way he could, because he wanted her to be happy.

Ash: You really are the most wonderful man.

"Nah, really it's just self-interest at work. Happy wife, happy life."

He joked with a crooked smile after she kissed him again. She went on to say her job wasn't hard, and that she was good at it, that it wasn't that much different than bounty-hunting, which she'd done before. Then she said a career wasn't a top priority for her any way. He accepted that, since he understood not everybody put a high value on work. Certainly there were other important things in life.

Ash: But thank you. It really does mean a lot to me. That you care.

"Of course I care, my love. Your happiness is very important to me."

The topic shifted into the reason Zach hadn't become a policemen like he'd wanted to when he was a child, and he admitted his father had not been too keen on that ambition. When he recalled what his father had said, she showered him with kisses, and kindness that washed away the negativity of that old memory.

Ash: I'm so sorry, babe.

"Yeah, me too."

He said, with a disappointed sigh.

"When I was young, I cared too much for his approval."

He admitted.

Ash: It's not easy to stop caring what other people think of us. Even when they are people who treat us horribly. Even when we know we shouldn't care.

He gave her little smile, and a nod of acknowledgement. That was true. It wasn't easy to stop feeling some particular way. Emotions were the most honest expression of oneself; a person felt the way they felt, regardless of what they said or how they chose to act. Ash held him close, filling him with warmth and love, and he breathed it in.

Ash: You've made all the difference in the world, to me.

He smiled, and kissed her deeply.

"Well, then I guess I'll have to claim you as the reason I should exist."

He said, taking a moment to get lost in her hazel eyes. He could have stayed just like that for quite a while, but then his stomach grumbled, and he chuckled.

"Dinner time?"
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

She couldn't help but say how wonderful Zach was. It still surprised her, all the time, the things he did and said.

"Nah, really it's just self-interest at work. Happy wife, happy life."

"Mmmm...wife."

She nuzzled his neck. It didn't seem real, that she was going to be someone's wife after all this time. That she was his fiancee now. She tried talking with him about what he wanted when he was small, but it became a sad topic, with Zach not becoming a policeman like he'd wanted because of his father. She tried to comfort him, telling him that he'd made a huge difference in her life, and he kissed her.

Zach said:
"Well, then I guess I'll have to claim you as the reason I should exist."

"It's a damn good reason."

She smiled at him, and they gazed into each others eyes for a long moment, until Zach suggested they get dinner. She nodded happily, food always brightening her day.

"You order, and get some extra for Zizi. She's always on her own now that Gabe is out of the country."

She touched his cheek.

"If it was you? They couldn't keep me from your side."

She smiled again, then rolled over to reach for her phone.

"I'll text her and let her know we're here, so she doesn't think someone's robbing the place."

She eyed Zach, an amused expression on her face.

"A tranq dart in the ass would definitely put a damper on our evening."
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

Ash: You order, and get some extra for Zizi. She's always on her own now that Gabe is out of the country.

"Oh, yes. I heard his mother's not doing well. Maybe we should send some flowers or chocolates or something. And poor Ziz, she must miss him terribly."

Ash: If it was you? They couldn't keep me from your side.

Zach gave her a conspiratorial smile.

"If it was me I'd have insisted you come with me. How could I make it one single day without your love?"

He asked, relishing in her smile. She rolled over, and he let his hand drag across her breasts.

Ash: I'll text her and let her know we're here, so she doesn't think someone's robbing the place. A tranq dart in the ass would definitely put a damper on our evening.

He laughed, as he got up and knelt by the piles of discarded clothes to get his own phone and called in the order for dinner.

"They said thirty minutes for food..."

He told her, climbing back into bed.

"What shall we do while we wait?"

He asked as he crawled on top of her, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

"Oh, yes. I heard his mother's not doing well. Maybe we should send some flowers or chocolates or something. And poor Ziz, she must miss him terribly."

"She should be used to it by now - he was always off some place or other. And I'm pretty sure Gabe would think anything we sent him was poisoned."

She smirked, but then her expression softened, and she told him if it was him in another country? They'd never keep her away.

Zach said:
"If it was me I'd have insisted you come with me. How could I make it one single day without your love?"

"Let's not try it out."

She smiled, rolling over, feeling his hand still touching her. Then he got up to retrieve his phone, calling in their order.

Zach said:
"They said thirty minutes for food...What shall we do while we wait?"

He climbed back into bed, laying on top of her - which was a pretty big indication of what he wanted to do. Her hands slid slowly up his back, a glint in her eye before her expression turned innocent.

"Cards...a board game..."

Smiling, she anchored her arms around his neck, pulling him into a long, slow kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist, deepening her kiss, one hand going to the back of his head. She could feel him hardening, and she was already pretty worked up, so it didn't take long before she was reaching between them, guiding him into her. She moaned as he slid inside, her body responding to everything he was doing. She pressed her hips up to meet him as he moved, so that they were working as one. She felt such a combination of love and desire for him, of pleasure and excitement.

"Babe...you feel amazing..."
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

He got out of bed to call in the food order, but he hadn't missed the way she smiled when his hand grazed her chest. That smile alone could drive him to distraction, but that wasn't all he was subjected to. As he told the kid on the phone what they wanted delivered, he turned back to look at her. She was texting on her phone, not a particularly sexy thing to do, but somehow, she made it so. Maybe it was the glow of light on her breasts, maybe it was the way one leg rubbed the other. He was getting aroused again.

When he finished the phone call he smiled, and climbed back into bed with her, his hand going to her knee, as he crawled over her and told her it'd be a while for the food to arrive. He asked her what they should do in the mean time, a suggestive gleam in his eyes. He could feel her touch gliding up his back. He saw the look she gave him, before she tried to be coy.

Ash: Cards.... a board game...

"Yes..... so many games we could play...."

He said in her ear, and then his lips went to her neck, as he started to press himself against her, sliding his hand along her thigh. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him into a long slow kiss. His hand worked its way up her body, as his tongue worked its way into her mouth. He was hard with desire.

"How do you turn me on so effortlessly?"

He wondered aloud, in a whisper. She guided him in, telling him he felt amazing, and he groaned in pleasure, pressing his hips against hers. His mouth found her breast hungrily.
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

Zach was kissing her neck, and it felt so good. Wherever he touched her body it was as if he was inside her, and she just wanted to press every part of her against every part of him. His hand moved up her thigh, and she could feel a tingling low in her body in response, her back arching, moving herself towards him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, ready for him but also just wanting to pull him against her, to hold him tight. They kissed, and his tongue slid into her mouth, making her sigh with contentment.

"How do you turn me on so effortlessly?"

She smiled, her hands sliding along his back.

"Must be true love."

And then the smile took a more salacious tint.

"Or just how much I need you inside me."

Which, at this moment, was right now. She reached down to press his tip into her, moaning as he slid all the way inside. His mouth moved to her breast, and her hands went into his hair, holding him against her. Her body began to writhe, the combination of his mouth and his cock driving her body mad. She pressed her feet onto his ass cheeks, pushing him deeper into her.

"Mmmm...Zach..."

She gasped out, her eyes closing.

"Deeper...deeper..."
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

He asked her how she managed to turn him on so easily, after a long kiss, and she suggested true love at first, which made him smile as his lips traveled down her chest. Then she supposed it could be how much she needed him, as she took hold of his shaft and connected them.

Zach groaned as he slipped in, rolling his hips against her as he felt her hands in his hair. He moved his mouth across her chest to her other breast. She moaned his name, told him what she wanted. He reached back, hooking her knee in the crook of his elbow, taking one leg, then the other and pulling them up high. He put hands down, pushing himself up, thrusting deeper, as he looked down for her gaze.

"Ah, Ash. You're so tight!"

He exclaimed, grinding faster. He could feel the pressure building, in her and in himself. The sensations were intensifying exponentially, and he started to moan, pressing himself down onto her, his mouth covering hers for another passionate kiss. Her release overwhelmed him, drove him over the edge into his own, and he shuddered hard into her.

"Yes,"

He said, untangling his arms from her legs and kissing her again.

"It's a damn good reason to exist."
 
The Clocktower - Ash's Room

She begged for him to go deeper, and he took charge, pushing her legs up high so he could thrust deeply inside her. Her moans got louder as he moved.

"Fuck, Zach, fuck...."

"Ah, Ash. You're so tight!"

"GODS your dick is huge."

She was so close, and he felt so good, she didn't want it to end. His mouth pressed onto hers and she came, her back arching towards him, body jerking as she felt him come inside her. It was like every cell in her body exploded at once, and she was reborn. Zach kissed her again, and she wrapped her arms around him, clutching him to her, not wanting the connection to be broken.

When they broke the kiss, she pressed her forehead to his, her arms around his neck and her hand stroking the back of his head. She looked into his eyes.

"I will always take care of you, I promise."

She held him as their breathing returned to normal, kissing his lips softly. Finally the doorbell rang, and she smiled at him.

"You get it. I'll just stay here...naked..."

Her hand moved down his back and grabbed his ass, a promise for later. She watched him slip out of bed, and when he was out of the room she sat up, propping the pillows up at the head of the bed for both of them. When he came back with the bag she smiled brightly.

"Mmmm mmmm mmmm - I love food. And you can eat in my bed."

She reached over and touched his shoulder playfully.

"Want me to get you a beer, babe?"
 
The Clocktower -- Ashley's Room

Ash: I will always take care of you, I promise.

She said, pressing her forehead to his. He smiled warmly, propping himself up on his elbows as she stared into his soul.

"We'll take care of each other, my love."

He replied, leaning down to kiss her, lingering in the blissful embrace until the doorbell rang.

Ash: You get it. I'll just stay here...naked...

She gave his ass a squeeze as he got up, and he smirked as he caught her watching him get out of bed. He went over to the pile of clothes by the door, and pulled on his underwear, calling to the delivery kid that he'd be right there. Ash, as usual, seemed disappointed that there was a layer of fabric that might slow her superhuman libido down later. As if that could be possible.

"What? You know if I go out there naked, Zizi will come home right this second. I highly doubt ANY of us three can handle Zizi seeing me naked."

He said, and went out to get the door. He was finally getting used to people staring at his chest in horror. Some were curious, some were sympathetic, some were just plain stunned. They all accepted whatever mundane excuse he made up to explain the huge scar. One of these days he was going to tell the truth about it, just to see how the person would react.

When he brought the food back in she smiled, and it brought a smile to his lips too. He sat on the edge of the bed and then swung his legs up, opening the bag, his gaze still glued to her smile.

"Have I told you yet today, how beautiful you are?"

He asked her. She proclaimed that she loved food, and making it known that she permitted eating in bed. He chuckled at that, passing her a plastic takeout container. She offered to get him a beer.

"Oh, that be wonderful, I mean, if you're already going to be getting one for you. Don't get up on my account."
 
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