Repost of "Breaking Free"
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writefictionTitle/Chapter: Breaking Free (13/?)
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No Natalie, Ezra, Ellie etc. And they still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: It's Zaylor, do you really need to know more?
Warning: Sex-ish-ness
Previous Chapters
Other Notes: I was up for two and a half hours when I thought that maybe my insomnia could actually be useful. Hence, the reposting of Breaking Free continues!
Comments = Love!
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Zac's POV
Isaac went out with friends. Mom and Dad took the younger kids out for dinner and a movie. Taylor and I were invited to go, but we opted to stay in, order pizza and rent a movie.
Now we're finished with dinner and are up in our room. Taylor has put the DVD in the player and is now laying next to me on my bed. I roll onto my stomach, half laying on my brother, with my leg between his and my head on his shoulder. I think the craziness of my emotions today has worn me out. I'm not even paying attention to the movie.
Taylor threads his fingers into my hair and scratches lightly.
"You tired, Baby?" he asks. I smile to myself at his use of a pet-name and nod. "Don't try to stay awake then. I won't be mad," he tells me. I nod again and press my face into his neck.
"Love you," I mumble.
"Love you too, Babe," Taylor replies.
& & &
I moan quietly and reach for my brother but I can't find him.
"Tay," I whisper. No response. I open my eyes to find the entire room dark. I sit up and look around. The TV's off and my clock reads 12:01 AM.
Then the bathroom door opens, shining some light into the room. But that's gone soon, as Taylor turns out the light.
"Tay?" I ask.
"You're up," Taylor states coming over to my bed.
"You left me," I pout.
"Aw, m'sorry, Sweetie," he says. "But I had to piss and decided to get ready for bed."
"That sounds nice," I reply yawning. Then I flop back on the bed. "I'm too tired to get undressed."
"Let me help you," Taylor says. Then he derobes me down to my boxers.
I crawl under the covers and my brother tucks me in. He smoothes my hair back, placing a kiss to my head.
"Goodnight, Zac," he whispers.
"Night," I reply. Then Taylor makes his way over to his bed.
"Tay?"
"What?" Taylor says over his shoulder.
"What're you doing?" I ask.
"Gettin' in bed," he answers.
"Over there?"
"Yeah...this is where my bed is," he tells me.
"Well, fine," I say, making a show of turning my back on him. "I didn't want to share my bed with you anyway."
There's a moment of silence. Then I hear my brother's feet shuffling back over to my side of the room. I grin when I feel the blankets lift and the mattress sink.
"Is this side of bed taken?" Taylor asks.
"Yes, it is," I answer, rolling over. Then I say, "But you're waaaay cuter." Taylor rolls his eyes at me. "Do I get a goodnight kiss?" I ask batting my eyelashes. Taylor grins.
He presses his lips to mine and slides his tongue into my mouth. I moan quietly, my heart skipping a few beats. This is the first time we've kissed like this and it's amazing. Taylor tastes so good. But maybe it's because he has just brushed his teeth and is all minty fresh.
I don't want this kiss to end, so I put my hand to the back of Taylor's head. Chills race up and down my spine as his tongue tickles the roof of my mouth. I moan and roll us so I'm on top of my brother. He kisses me harder, nipping at my bottom lip and grinding his hips into mine. I moan a little louder as our clothed cocks rub together.
After some more rubbing and kissing, Taylor flips us, putting me on the bottom. Then his hand snakes between us and dives through the hole in my boxers. When his fingertips trail over my erection, I push his hand away.
"No," I gasp, breaking the kiss. Taylor looks down at me confused.
"Don't you want me to touch you?" he asks.
"Of course I do," I tell him. "I just, I want to do this right."
"What do you mean?" Taylor counters, tucking his hair behind his ear.
"I wanna take things slow with you. I want to do this right so it lasts forever," I explain. "I don't want to rush things."
Taylor leans down to kiss me, his tongue briefly entering my mouth. I moan and say,
"We can keep kissing and, and rubbing if you'd like. Just no touching below the belt." Taylor nibbles my lower lip. "We could still get off, ya know. Just, just..." I can't think properly with Taylor rubbing his thigh against my crotch.
"Just shut up and kiss me already," he says. I grab his face and do as I'm told.
I kiss Taylor hard and with passion. He kisses me back the same way. Our bodies move together in a sexual dance. We begin to sweat, our moans mixing together. Every whimper, moan and breathy word Taylor says turns me on even more. It pushes me closer to the edge.
We kiss and grind until my body's begging for release.
"Taylor. I'm, I'm so close," I moan against his lips. He moans, his hand moving to the extreme bulge in my boxers. He rubs my erection a bit, then gives a squeeze. The next thing I know, the most intense feeling ever takes over my body and I'm shouting my brother's name.
As I very slowly start to come down from my high, I can feel Taylor humping my leg. I press my thigh firmly between his legs and watch his face contort with pleasure. His boxers stick to my thigh as his seed soaks the front of them. He cries out and then slumps against me, panting. I stroke his back softly with my fingertips. After a moment, I lift my brother's head and kiss him gently.
"I love you," I whisper.
"I love you too," he replies.
Comments?
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No Natalie, Ezra, Ellie etc. And they still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: It's Zaylor, do you really need to know more?
Warning: Sex-ish-ness
Previous Chapters
Other Notes: I was up for two and a half hours when I thought that maybe my insomnia could actually be useful. Hence, the reposting of Breaking Free continues!
Comments = Love!
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Zac's POV
Isaac went out with friends. Mom and Dad took the younger kids out for dinner and a movie. Taylor and I were invited to go, but we opted to stay in, order pizza and rent a movie.
Now we're finished with dinner and are up in our room. Taylor has put the DVD in the player and is now laying next to me on my bed. I roll onto my stomach, half laying on my brother, with my leg between his and my head on his shoulder. I think the craziness of my emotions today has worn me out. I'm not even paying attention to the movie.
Taylor threads his fingers into my hair and scratches lightly.
"You tired, Baby?" he asks. I smile to myself at his use of a pet-name and nod. "Don't try to stay awake then. I won't be mad," he tells me. I nod again and press my face into his neck.
"Love you," I mumble.
"Love you too, Babe," Taylor replies.
& & &
I moan quietly and reach for my brother but I can't find him.
"Tay," I whisper. No response. I open my eyes to find the entire room dark. I sit up and look around. The TV's off and my clock reads 12:01 AM.
Then the bathroom door opens, shining some light into the room. But that's gone soon, as Taylor turns out the light.
"Tay?" I ask.
"You're up," Taylor states coming over to my bed.
"You left me," I pout.
"Aw, m'sorry, Sweetie," he says. "But I had to piss and decided to get ready for bed."
"That sounds nice," I reply yawning. Then I flop back on the bed. "I'm too tired to get undressed."
"Let me help you," Taylor says. Then he derobes me down to my boxers.
I crawl under the covers and my brother tucks me in. He smoothes my hair back, placing a kiss to my head.
"Goodnight, Zac," he whispers.
"Night," I reply. Then Taylor makes his way over to his bed.
"Tay?"
"What?" Taylor says over his shoulder.
"What're you doing?" I ask.
"Gettin' in bed," he answers.
"Over there?"
"Yeah...this is where my bed is," he tells me.
"Well, fine," I say, making a show of turning my back on him. "I didn't want to share my bed with you anyway."
There's a moment of silence. Then I hear my brother's feet shuffling back over to my side of the room. I grin when I feel the blankets lift and the mattress sink.
"Is this side of bed taken?" Taylor asks.
"Yes, it is," I answer, rolling over. Then I say, "But you're waaaay cuter." Taylor rolls his eyes at me. "Do I get a goodnight kiss?" I ask batting my eyelashes. Taylor grins.
He presses his lips to mine and slides his tongue into my mouth. I moan quietly, my heart skipping a few beats. This is the first time we've kissed like this and it's amazing. Taylor tastes so good. But maybe it's because he has just brushed his teeth and is all minty fresh.
I don't want this kiss to end, so I put my hand to the back of Taylor's head. Chills race up and down my spine as his tongue tickles the roof of my mouth. I moan and roll us so I'm on top of my brother. He kisses me harder, nipping at my bottom lip and grinding his hips into mine. I moan a little louder as our clothed cocks rub together.
After some more rubbing and kissing, Taylor flips us, putting me on the bottom. Then his hand snakes between us and dives through the hole in my boxers. When his fingertips trail over my erection, I push his hand away.
"No," I gasp, breaking the kiss. Taylor looks down at me confused.
"Don't you want me to touch you?" he asks.
"Of course I do," I tell him. "I just, I want to do this right."
"What do you mean?" Taylor counters, tucking his hair behind his ear.
"I wanna take things slow with you. I want to do this right so it lasts forever," I explain. "I don't want to rush things."
Taylor leans down to kiss me, his tongue briefly entering my mouth. I moan and say,
"We can keep kissing and, and rubbing if you'd like. Just no touching below the belt." Taylor nibbles my lower lip. "We could still get off, ya know. Just, just..." I can't think properly with Taylor rubbing his thigh against my crotch.
"Just shut up and kiss me already," he says. I grab his face and do as I'm told.
I kiss Taylor hard and with passion. He kisses me back the same way. Our bodies move together in a sexual dance. We begin to sweat, our moans mixing together. Every whimper, moan and breathy word Taylor says turns me on even more. It pushes me closer to the edge.
We kiss and grind until my body's begging for release.
"Taylor. I'm, I'm so close," I moan against his lips. He moans, his hand moving to the extreme bulge in my boxers. He rubs my erection a bit, then gives a squeeze. The next thing I know, the most intense feeling ever takes over my body and I'm shouting my brother's name.
As I very slowly start to come down from my high, I can feel Taylor humping my leg. I press my thigh firmly between his legs and watch his face contort with pleasure. His boxers stick to my thigh as his seed soaks the front of them. He cries out and then slumps against me, panting. I stroke his back softly with my fingertips. After a moment, I lift my brother's head and kiss him gently.
"I love you," I whisper.
"I love you too," he replies.
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