Repost of "Breaking Free"
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writefictionTitle/Chapter: Breaking Free (25/?)
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No wives, no kids. They still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: typical Zaylor fic
Previous Chapters
Comments = Love
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Taylor's POV
I wake up the next morning with Zac wrapped around me. I smile to myself and pull his strong arms tighter around me. He stirs and then I feel his lips touch my shoulder, then neck, then behind my ear. I smile again and look over my shoulder at my younger brother. He smiles sleepily and leans in to press a kiss against my lips.
I run my fingers through Zac's hair.
"G'morning," I say quietly. Zac rubs his eye with his fist, mumbling something incoherent. I giggle. "What was that?" Zac sighs and smiles.
"It was s'posed to be a 'Morning, Baby,'" he tells me. I smile back and finally turn over to face him.
"Sleep well?" I ask. Zac nods. "That's good." He nods again. "We need to go grocery shopping today," I state.
Zac groans and rolls away from me, my attempts at stopping him failing. I move up behind him, leaning over his shoulder.
"But, Sweetie, we have almost no food," I tell him. "We only have what Isaac bought us when we moved in."
"I don't wanna go," Zac whines. "Can't you go by yourself?"
"I could, but then you might not get anything you like," I reply.
Zac turns on his back.
"Are you... blackmailing me?" he asks, sounding a bit shocked. I grin.
"Did it work?" My brother crosses his arms over his chest and pouts.
"Yeah," he answers, making a sour face.
"Don't do that. Your face will get stuck that way," I tease. Zac sticks out his tongue. I quickly lean in and wrap my lips around the pink muscle. My boyfriend moans as I suck gently. Then he wraps his strong arms around me, pulling me on top of him.
I sigh through my nose and press my lips against Zac's, kissing him softly. He kisses back, holding my face gently in his large hands. But after a moment, I pull back and smile. Zac smiles back, nuzzling my cheek.
"Love you, baby. So much," he murmurs.
"Love you too... Boyfriend," I whisper. Zac nuzzles my cheek again and I lay my head on his shoulder as his arms go around me.
We lay there silently, holding on to each other. But after a while it seems as if Zac's fallen back asleep. I lift my head and tug on his earlobe with my teeth.
"Mmm. What was that for?" he asks, giving me a squeeze. I kiss his jaw lightly and reply,
"It was to get you up."
I mentally slap myself for the wording I used when Zac says,
"Mmm, I think it's working," and presses his stiffening cock against my thigh. I shiver and kiss his chin.
"That's really not what I meant," I tell him. Then I lift my gaze to his, smiling mischievously. "But as long as you're up..." I leave my sentence hanging and press my lips to Zac's for a searing kiss.
& & & & &
After a round in bed, I finally get my boyfriend out of bed to shower and dress. Then I do the same. For breakfast, all we really could have was toast and we didn't even have butter. As we munched our dry toast, I made a shopping list with Zac interrupting my thoughts with things he wanted to get. We ended up with a quite a long list. Then we called Isaac to find out where to shop.
We walked up and down each aisle slowly, grabbing food off the shelves and throwing it in the cart, then checking them off the list. Zac bitched and whined practically the entire time. But he was helpful with getting the things we needed and he even pushed the cart.
Once we got everything that was on our grocery list, we found the shortest check-out line possible. Zac helped me put our items on the conveyor belt and when the cart was empty, I pushed it over to the bag-boy. Then I dug my wallet out and slid my debit card through the card machine.
As I type in my pin, I can feel Zac standing behind me. A second later I feel his hand latch on to my hip. I take a step out of his grip, hitting "no cashback" on the machine. A moment later I feel my brother step up close behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. I wiggle out of his grasp again. Then I turn to Zac. He smiles and reaches for my hand.
I pull my hand away, scratching a fake itch on my elbow.
"Quit it," I hiss. "We're in public. I thought we talked about this."
"I thought we did too," Zac replies. His big brown eyes are sad like a puppy who's just been scolded for peeing in a potted plant.
"Don't look at me like that," I whisper.
"But, Tay," he protests. I hold up my hand to stop him.
"Don't," I tell him. "We'll talk later. Okay?" Zac nods, looking at his feet.
& & & & &
When we get all the groceries put away, I follow Zac into the living room. He flops down on the end of the couch. I decide to sit facing him with about six inches separating us.
"You still don't want people to know about us," my brother states. I sigh.
"I explained this to you yesterday."
"I know. I know! But I thought you at least try!" Zac exclaims. His face is red and he looks like he's about to cry.
"Zac, I-I'm sorry," I tell him. "But I just can't do something if it's going to give me a panic attack."
Upon hearing my latest statement, Zac looks even more upset. Tears spill from his eyes and his bottom lip quivers as he speaks.
"Touching me gives you panic attacks?" he asks, disbelieving.
"That's not how I meant it," I quickly reply. Zac looks tired and defeated as he says,
"I don't care how you meant it. It still hurts." I move closer, reaching out for him.
"I'm sorry, Zac, I didn't mean to hurt you."
Zac jerks away before I can touch him.
"No, Taylor. Just, no," he says. "If our relationship disgusts you to the point of panicking, maybe we should just forget the whole thing." My lip trembles. I'm going to burst into tears at any moment.
"You-you don't really mean that, do you?" I whisper, afraid if I speak any louder I'll lose it.
"Maybe," Zac answers quietly. Then he leaves the room.
Comments?
Author: amanda: jaclyn's twin sister
Pairing: Zaylor Hanson
Rating: NC-17
Notes: AU-ish. No wives, no kids. They still live in Tulsa. And the story starts in May 2003.
Summary: typical Zaylor fic
Previous Chapters
Comments = Love
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Taylor's POV
I wake up the next morning with Zac wrapped around me. I smile to myself and pull his strong arms tighter around me. He stirs and then I feel his lips touch my shoulder, then neck, then behind my ear. I smile again and look over my shoulder at my younger brother. He smiles sleepily and leans in to press a kiss against my lips.
I run my fingers through Zac's hair.
"G'morning," I say quietly. Zac rubs his eye with his fist, mumbling something incoherent. I giggle. "What was that?" Zac sighs and smiles.
"It was s'posed to be a 'Morning, Baby,'" he tells me. I smile back and finally turn over to face him.
"Sleep well?" I ask. Zac nods. "That's good." He nods again. "We need to go grocery shopping today," I state.
Zac groans and rolls away from me, my attempts at stopping him failing. I move up behind him, leaning over his shoulder.
"But, Sweetie, we have almost no food," I tell him. "We only have what Isaac bought us when we moved in."
"I don't wanna go," Zac whines. "Can't you go by yourself?"
"I could, but then you might not get anything you like," I reply.
Zac turns on his back.
"Are you... blackmailing me?" he asks, sounding a bit shocked. I grin.
"Did it work?" My brother crosses his arms over his chest and pouts.
"Yeah," he answers, making a sour face.
"Don't do that. Your face will get stuck that way," I tease. Zac sticks out his tongue. I quickly lean in and wrap my lips around the pink muscle. My boyfriend moans as I suck gently. Then he wraps his strong arms around me, pulling me on top of him.
I sigh through my nose and press my lips against Zac's, kissing him softly. He kisses back, holding my face gently in his large hands. But after a moment, I pull back and smile. Zac smiles back, nuzzling my cheek.
"Love you, baby. So much," he murmurs.
"Love you too... Boyfriend," I whisper. Zac nuzzles my cheek again and I lay my head on his shoulder as his arms go around me.
We lay there silently, holding on to each other. But after a while it seems as if Zac's fallen back asleep. I lift my head and tug on his earlobe with my teeth.
"Mmm. What was that for?" he asks, giving me a squeeze. I kiss his jaw lightly and reply,
"It was to get you up."
I mentally slap myself for the wording I used when Zac says,
"Mmm, I think it's working," and presses his stiffening cock against my thigh. I shiver and kiss his chin.
"That's really not what I meant," I tell him. Then I lift my gaze to his, smiling mischievously. "But as long as you're up..." I leave my sentence hanging and press my lips to Zac's for a searing kiss.
& & & & &
After a round in bed, I finally get my boyfriend out of bed to shower and dress. Then I do the same. For breakfast, all we really could have was toast and we didn't even have butter. As we munched our dry toast, I made a shopping list with Zac interrupting my thoughts with things he wanted to get. We ended up with a quite a long list. Then we called Isaac to find out where to shop.
We walked up and down each aisle slowly, grabbing food off the shelves and throwing it in the cart, then checking them off the list. Zac bitched and whined practically the entire time. But he was helpful with getting the things we needed and he even pushed the cart.
Once we got everything that was on our grocery list, we found the shortest check-out line possible. Zac helped me put our items on the conveyor belt and when the cart was empty, I pushed it over to the bag-boy. Then I dug my wallet out and slid my debit card through the card machine.
As I type in my pin, I can feel Zac standing behind me. A second later I feel his hand latch on to my hip. I take a step out of his grip, hitting "no cashback" on the machine. A moment later I feel my brother step up close behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. I wiggle out of his grasp again. Then I turn to Zac. He smiles and reaches for my hand.
I pull my hand away, scratching a fake itch on my elbow.
"Quit it," I hiss. "We're in public. I thought we talked about this."
"I thought we did too," Zac replies. His big brown eyes are sad like a puppy who's just been scolded for peeing in a potted plant.
"Don't look at me like that," I whisper.
"But, Tay," he protests. I hold up my hand to stop him.
"Don't," I tell him. "We'll talk later. Okay?" Zac nods, looking at his feet.
& & & & &
When we get all the groceries put away, I follow Zac into the living room. He flops down on the end of the couch. I decide to sit facing him with about six inches separating us.
"You still don't want people to know about us," my brother states. I sigh.
"I explained this to you yesterday."
"I know. I know! But I thought you at least try!" Zac exclaims. His face is red and he looks like he's about to cry.
"Zac, I-I'm sorry," I tell him. "But I just can't do something if it's going to give me a panic attack."
Upon hearing my latest statement, Zac looks even more upset. Tears spill from his eyes and his bottom lip quivers as he speaks.
"Touching me gives you panic attacks?" he asks, disbelieving.
"That's not how I meant it," I quickly reply. Zac looks tired and defeated as he says,
"I don't care how you meant it. It still hurts." I move closer, reaching out for him.
"I'm sorry, Zac, I didn't mean to hurt you."
Zac jerks away before I can touch him.
"No, Taylor. Just, no," he says. "If our relationship disgusts you to the point of panicking, maybe we should just forget the whole thing." My lip trembles. I'm going to burst into tears at any moment.
"You-you don't really mean that, do you?" I whisper, afraid if I speak any louder I'll lose it.
"Maybe," Zac answers quietly. Then he leaves the room.
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Date: April 9th, 2008 05:40 pm (UTC)Eppa! Fix them! :(
But this was a awesome chapter!
*hugs*