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teamzaylorCHAPTER 6 : BOYISH PECKS
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Zaylor / Hancest
Pairing: Zac & Taylor
Credits & many Thanks to: Honor @beyondthethorns
About the story: Zac & Taylor's relationship broke up when they got caught kissing by the press and their career were over in a split of a second. To continue a normal life and to take a break from his brother, Taylor starts to study at a College in London but the long distance between them can't stop their feelings for each other.
Update! Here's Chapter 6! I'm curious what you guys think about it. :)
When he opened the hotel room door he greeted me with a smile that he had to know was beyond sexy. I swore he did it on purpose because he liked to know I was attracted to him.
“Hey,” I smiled, looking over his body as he stood there before me. He was still dressed in what he was wearing last- that black shirt and jeans. I briefly thanked the God of tight black t-shirts.
Zac glanced at his watch. He can’t read time very well, which I find pretty cute and so he wears this watch on his wrist that he never uses. It took him a few seconds to figure out what time it was. When he looked up, he smiled and said, “That took you 22 minutes. I was about to come search for you.”
I laughed and sort of rolled my eyes. I said he was impatient, didn’t I? He didn’t invite me in, but I figured after he had strolled into my dorm room that afternoon that it was safe for me welcome myself to his hotel room. I walked in and looked around, noticing there was only one bed. Figures. I admit I wasn’t too disappointed.
I noticed he had a Play Station connected to the television, which made me smile. Zac loves video games with passion- stuff I have no interest in. Zac is a smart guy though- smarter than most people give him credit for being. Isaac always said it was his stupid, naive comments that made people underestimate Zachary’s intelligence, but I just think it’s that he never tries too hard to impress people. Zachary doesn’t give a flying fuck what people think of him, or how smart they think he is. I like that about him. I’d like to not give a flying fuck either… or any kind of fuck for that matter.
“I… I know I said you could sleep over, and you still can. But I probably should have warned you… there’s only one bed.” He sounded sort of nervous when he said. He was wringing his hands out at his sides. While Zac doesn’t care what other people think of him, he’s always cared about what I think. Sometimes I think I’m the only person he tries to impress, which is ironic because I’m the one person he just doesn’t need to impress. I love Zac's personality no matter what.
“I should have mentioned it on the phone… I’m sorry. I can sleep on the floor though. There’s an extra blanket in the closet, I think.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. What would sleeping next to him in bed imply and if it implied something between us, did I necessarily mind? In an effort not to hurt his feelings, and because I think I wanted him just as badly as he wanted me (I was just more reserved about it), I said the bed was fine.
“Are you sure?” he looked hesitantly at me. “Because I don’t want you to feel… you know… uncomfortable. It’s been a long time since we slept together. I mean!”
I looked at him and laughed at his sexual innuendo.
He blushed. “You know what I mean. Since we slept in the same bed.”
“And since we slept together,” I said, because I was too tired to feel paranoid about what came out of my mouth and I was sick of being reserved around the one person who loved me more than anyone.
He just stood there watching me, slightly amused by the conversation. He shoved his hands into his pockets and then glanced at the pajamas I was wearing.
“You walked here in your pajamas?” he laughed. “I love it.”
“I got a couple funny looks too.”
He grinned. I hadn’t even said anything very clever or anything, but he was just standing there rocking on his feet and grinning at me.
“What?” I cocked my head to the side and smiled back at him. “Why are you smiling like that?”
He shrugged and turned off his Play Station. Even more importantly, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the ground. I proceeded to thank the God of tanned stomachs and boyish pecks. How did I ever think I could date women, I asked myself. How did I ever think I could date anyone but… but him? It suddenly hit me- a longing. A longing to be intimate him with again. I remembered for the first time in a long time just how good it felt to be with him- skin on skin.
“What are you thinking?” he asked as he began to unzip his jeans. I tried not to watch, but my eyes were mesmerized by his hands. Okay, when I said our relationship isn’t physical, I lied. Sex wasn’t everything, but I’d almost forgotten just how attractive Zachary was until I’d let myself stand there and remember. For two years I had tried to forget what I loved about him. I must have looked stupid sitting there staring at his crotch as he shimmied the jeans down his legs.
“Tay?” he waved his arm at me. “Earth to Taylor…”
I snapped my eyes up from his waist, realizing that he had seen exactly where I was staring by the smug expression on his face. I blushed as we made eye contact. I’m so smooth, I know.
“What are you thinking?” he repeated.
That I want to fuck you senseless.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Zaylor / Hancest
Pairing: Zac & Taylor
Credits & many Thanks to: Honor @beyondthethorns
About the story: Zac & Taylor's relationship broke up when they got caught kissing by the press and their career were over in a split of a second. To continue a normal life and to take a break from his brother, Taylor starts to study at a College in London but the long distance between them can't stop their feelings for each other.
Update! Here's Chapter 6! I'm curious what you guys think about it. :)
When he opened the hotel room door he greeted me with a smile that he had to know was beyond sexy. I swore he did it on purpose because he liked to know I was attracted to him.
“Hey,” I smiled, looking over his body as he stood there before me. He was still dressed in what he was wearing last- that black shirt and jeans. I briefly thanked the God of tight black t-shirts.
Zac glanced at his watch. He can’t read time very well, which I find pretty cute and so he wears this watch on his wrist that he never uses. It took him a few seconds to figure out what time it was. When he looked up, he smiled and said, “That took you 22 minutes. I was about to come search for you.”
I laughed and sort of rolled my eyes. I said he was impatient, didn’t I? He didn’t invite me in, but I figured after he had strolled into my dorm room that afternoon that it was safe for me welcome myself to his hotel room. I walked in and looked around, noticing there was only one bed. Figures. I admit I wasn’t too disappointed.
I noticed he had a Play Station connected to the television, which made me smile. Zac loves video games with passion- stuff I have no interest in. Zac is a smart guy though- smarter than most people give him credit for being. Isaac always said it was his stupid, naive comments that made people underestimate Zachary’s intelligence, but I just think it’s that he never tries too hard to impress people. Zachary doesn’t give a flying fuck what people think of him, or how smart they think he is. I like that about him. I’d like to not give a flying fuck either… or any kind of fuck for that matter.
“I… I know I said you could sleep over, and you still can. But I probably should have warned you… there’s only one bed.” He sounded sort of nervous when he said. He was wringing his hands out at his sides. While Zac doesn’t care what other people think of him, he’s always cared about what I think. Sometimes I think I’m the only person he tries to impress, which is ironic because I’m the one person he just doesn’t need to impress. I love Zac's personality no matter what.
“I should have mentioned it on the phone… I’m sorry. I can sleep on the floor though. There’s an extra blanket in the closet, I think.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. What would sleeping next to him in bed imply and if it implied something between us, did I necessarily mind? In an effort not to hurt his feelings, and because I think I wanted him just as badly as he wanted me (I was just more reserved about it), I said the bed was fine.
“Are you sure?” he looked hesitantly at me. “Because I don’t want you to feel… you know… uncomfortable. It’s been a long time since we slept together. I mean!”
I looked at him and laughed at his sexual innuendo.
He blushed. “You know what I mean. Since we slept in the same bed.”
“And since we slept together,” I said, because I was too tired to feel paranoid about what came out of my mouth and I was sick of being reserved around the one person who loved me more than anyone.
He just stood there watching me, slightly amused by the conversation. He shoved his hands into his pockets and then glanced at the pajamas I was wearing.
“You walked here in your pajamas?” he laughed. “I love it.”
“I got a couple funny looks too.”
He grinned. I hadn’t even said anything very clever or anything, but he was just standing there rocking on his feet and grinning at me.
“What?” I cocked my head to the side and smiled back at him. “Why are you smiling like that?”
He shrugged and turned off his Play Station. Even more importantly, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the ground. I proceeded to thank the God of tanned stomachs and boyish pecks. How did I ever think I could date women, I asked myself. How did I ever think I could date anyone but… but him? It suddenly hit me- a longing. A longing to be intimate him with again. I remembered for the first time in a long time just how good it felt to be with him- skin on skin.
“What are you thinking?” he asked as he began to unzip his jeans. I tried not to watch, but my eyes were mesmerized by his hands. Okay, when I said our relationship isn’t physical, I lied. Sex wasn’t everything, but I’d almost forgotten just how attractive Zachary was until I’d let myself stand there and remember. For two years I had tried to forget what I loved about him. I must have looked stupid sitting there staring at his crotch as he shimmied the jeans down his legs.
“Tay?” he waved his arm at me. “Earth to Taylor…”
I snapped my eyes up from his waist, realizing that he had seen exactly where I was staring by the smug expression on his face. I blushed as we made eye contact. I’m so smooth, I know.
“What are you thinking?” he repeated.
That I want to fuck you senseless.
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Date: 2012-11-15 02:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-15 02:20 pm (UTC)Looking forward to the next chapter.
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Date: 2012-11-15 04:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-16 01:15 pm (UTC)When Zac offers to sleep on the floor...Awwww!
Update Soon!!!
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Date: 2012-11-16 01:45 pm (UTC)Chapter 7 is online :-)
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Date: 2012-11-18 11:09 am (UTC)Oh...I wouldn't be able listen to him too in that moment!! MORE!!!!