Repost of "Breaking Free"
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writefictionTitle/Chapter: Breaking Free (15/?)
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: Sexual-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 FIFTEEN
Zac's POV
Isaac and Taylor are fighting over a line in a song that Taylor wrote.
"I'm not saying the lyric is bad," Isaac says, a tinge of frustration in his voice. "It just doesn't sound right the way it's worded." Taylor crosses his arms over his chest.
"That's just the polite way of saying it's bad!" he exclaims.
"Oh my god, Taylor!" Isaac replies in exasperation. I sigh.
I maneuver myself between Taylor and the back of the couch, a leg on either side of my brother. Then I begin to rub his shoulders.
"You know what I think?" I begin.
"Shut up, Zac!" my brothers snap. I let my hands drop from Taylor's shoulders.
"Heeeeeey," Taylor whines. "Why'd you stop?"
"If you're going to talk to me like that, you don't deserve for me to continue," I tell him. He sighs.
"What did you want to say?" he asks. I smile and begin to rub his back again, his chin dropping to his chest.
"I think you both need to take very deep breaths," I say, working my way down to the knots in Taylor's lower back. "And calm down." Taylor moans as I dig my knuckles into his tight muscles. "Then you can discuss this in a civil manner." Taylor moans again.
"Oh, god. Right there." My dick twitches in my jeans. That moan and those words were a complete flashback to last night.
I dig my fingers in a little harder and Taylor makes the same noise. I groan inwardly as the blood rushes to my cock.
"I think you, Isaac, should go for a coffee run and clear your head. Taylor and I will go for a walk or something," I suggest. Isaac nods.
"Yeah, okay. What do you guys want?" he asks.
"Black. Two sugars," Taylor answers without hesitation.
"Zac?"
"Raspberry tea," I tell him. Isaac nods, throws on his jean jacket and leaves.
Once he's gone, I wrap my arms around Taylor tightly and bite at his neck.
"Mmm. What's that for?" he asks.
"For making sex noises and doing this to me," I answer, punctuating the sentence by grinding my erection against my older brother. He moans, leaning into me.
"I was making sex noises?" I make an affirmative noise, sucking at the pulse point in his neck.
"You got me worked up," I tell him. "I think it's your job to fix it."
Taylor turns around, straddling my thighs.
"You think so?" he asks. I nod, biting my lip.
"But I don't think what we did last night is going to fit the time requirements."
Taylor's POV
I raise an eyebrow at my younger brother.
"Oh?" He nods. "But you're the one who wants to take it slow." I smirk.
"Yes, well, we have a time limit," Zac says.
"How do you want it, Baby?" I purr.
"Whatever's quickest," Zac answers. I grin and slide off his lap, kneeling between his legs.
I undo Zac's jeans and slip the pants and his boxers down over his hips, letting them pool at his ankles. I stroke him to full attention, his head falling back against the couch. Then I lean in, licking over his tip. A quiet moan emits from his mouth.
I close my lips around the head of Zac's prick, sucking softly. He moans, digging his fingers into my hair. I make my own appreciative noise, taking more of his erection into my mouth. I suck on his length, bobbing at a steady pace. I work the underside a bit roughly before pulling back and digging at his slit with the tip of my tongue. I greedily lap at the pre-cum leaking from him. Then I go back down.
Zac's moaning above me, tugging at my hair. He's driving me crazy, but I love it. I suck him harder, trying to fit as much of his in my mouth as possible. After a few more minutes, I finally work up the nerve to go further. I take a deep breath and relax. Then I slowly inch my way down Zac's prick, taking him down my throat. He makes an "oh" of surprise, his grip on my hair tightening.
I work my throat muscles around him and give his balls a gentle tug.
"Oh god! Taylor, I, I'm gonna..." I pull back quickly so just his tip is left in my mouth. I swallow greedily as his warm seed fills my mouth. I suck on him hard, trying to get every last drop.
When Zac's finally spent, I let his limp cock slip gently from my mouth. I help him back into his pants, then climb into his lap. He kisses me gently, mumbling against my lips.
"That was...so good...Thank you...Mmm, I love you." I nuzzle his cheek.
"I love you too, baby," I tell him. "Feel better?"
"Mm-hmm. Much," Zac answers. I lay my head on his shoulder, his arms going around me tightly. "And what about you? You relaxed enough to talk with Ike without yelling?" I smile against his neck and nod. "Good," he says.
Ike walks in a few minutes later with our drinks.
"Am I interrupting?" he asks. I slide from Zac's lap to sit beside him.
"No," I answer, taking the paper cup that's handed to me. "We were just cuddling." Isaac nods.
"Okay."
After a few good swallows of coffee, we get back to our discussion. This time we get through it without fighting. Plus we got a much better line for the song.
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: Sexual-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 FIFTEEN
Zac's POV
Isaac and Taylor are fighting over a line in a song that Taylor wrote.
"I'm not saying the lyric is bad," Isaac says, a tinge of frustration in his voice. "It just doesn't sound right the way it's worded." Taylor crosses his arms over his chest.
"That's just the polite way of saying it's bad!" he exclaims.
"Oh my god, Taylor!" Isaac replies in exasperation. I sigh.
I maneuver myself between Taylor and the back of the couch, a leg on either side of my brother. Then I begin to rub his shoulders.
"You know what I think?" I begin.
"Shut up, Zac!" my brothers snap. I let my hands drop from Taylor's shoulders.
"Heeeeeey," Taylor whines. "Why'd you stop?"
"If you're going to talk to me like that, you don't deserve for me to continue," I tell him. He sighs.
"What did you want to say?" he asks. I smile and begin to rub his back again, his chin dropping to his chest.
"I think you both need to take very deep breaths," I say, working my way down to the knots in Taylor's lower back. "And calm down." Taylor moans as I dig my knuckles into his tight muscles. "Then you can discuss this in a civil manner." Taylor moans again.
"Oh, god. Right there." My dick twitches in my jeans. That moan and those words were a complete flashback to last night.
I dig my fingers in a little harder and Taylor makes the same noise. I groan inwardly as the blood rushes to my cock.
"I think you, Isaac, should go for a coffee run and clear your head. Taylor and I will go for a walk or something," I suggest. Isaac nods.
"Yeah, okay. What do you guys want?" he asks.
"Black. Two sugars," Taylor answers without hesitation.
"Zac?"
"Raspberry tea," I tell him. Isaac nods, throws on his jean jacket and leaves.
Once he's gone, I wrap my arms around Taylor tightly and bite at his neck.
"Mmm. What's that for?" he asks.
"For making sex noises and doing this to me," I answer, punctuating the sentence by grinding my erection against my older brother. He moans, leaning into me.
"I was making sex noises?" I make an affirmative noise, sucking at the pulse point in his neck.
"You got me worked up," I tell him. "I think it's your job to fix it."
Taylor turns around, straddling my thighs.
"You think so?" he asks. I nod, biting my lip.
"But I don't think what we did last night is going to fit the time requirements."
Taylor's POV
I raise an eyebrow at my younger brother.
"Oh?" He nods. "But you're the one who wants to take it slow." I smirk.
"Yes, well, we have a time limit," Zac says.
"How do you want it, Baby?" I purr.
"Whatever's quickest," Zac answers. I grin and slide off his lap, kneeling between his legs.
I undo Zac's jeans and slip the pants and his boxers down over his hips, letting them pool at his ankles. I stroke him to full attention, his head falling back against the couch. Then I lean in, licking over his tip. A quiet moan emits from his mouth.
I close my lips around the head of Zac's prick, sucking softly. He moans, digging his fingers into my hair. I make my own appreciative noise, taking more of his erection into my mouth. I suck on his length, bobbing at a steady pace. I work the underside a bit roughly before pulling back and digging at his slit with the tip of my tongue. I greedily lap at the pre-cum leaking from him. Then I go back down.
Zac's moaning above me, tugging at my hair. He's driving me crazy, but I love it. I suck him harder, trying to fit as much of his in my mouth as possible. After a few more minutes, I finally work up the nerve to go further. I take a deep breath and relax. Then I slowly inch my way down Zac's prick, taking him down my throat. He makes an "oh" of surprise, his grip on my hair tightening.
I work my throat muscles around him and give his balls a gentle tug.
"Oh god! Taylor, I, I'm gonna..." I pull back quickly so just his tip is left in my mouth. I swallow greedily as his warm seed fills my mouth. I suck on him hard, trying to get every last drop.
When Zac's finally spent, I let his limp cock slip gently from my mouth. I help him back into his pants, then climb into his lap. He kisses me gently, mumbling against my lips.
"That was...so good...Thank you...Mmm, I love you." I nuzzle his cheek.
"I love you too, baby," I tell him. "Feel better?"
"Mm-hmm. Much," Zac answers. I lay my head on his shoulder, his arms going around me tightly. "And what about you? You relaxed enough to talk with Ike without yelling?" I smile against his neck and nod. "Good," he says.
Ike walks in a few minutes later with our drinks.
"Am I interrupting?" he asks. I slide from Zac's lap to sit beside him.
"No," I answer, taking the paper cup that's handed to me. "We were just cuddling." Isaac nods.
"Okay."
After a few good swallows of coffee, we get back to our discussion. This time we get through it without fighting. Plus we got a much better line for the song.
Comments?
