Zayne: Cosy Afternoon, Continued...

So, after 2 days of writing, I finally realised the purpose of me doing this - to give the LAD fans the conclusion that always eludes us on our 'dates' with these men. This is the continuation of Zayne's date, "Cosy Afternoon". Enjoy!

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

"Someone had no intention of actually resting to begin with," he smiled. "Then, whatever it is you want to do now, go ahead."

"Anything?" I asked as I leaned down, bracing myself with my elbows in either side if his head as I gazed into his eyes.

"Anything," he said, closing his eyes, as if anticipating the worst.

I dipped down and kissed his forehead gently.

"Mmm..." he said, smiling with his eyes closed. "Is that all you want to do?"

I responded by kissing both his cheeks.

"So this is what I came for?" he asked, smiling with his eyes still closed.

I knew he was teasing me, trying to get me to make the first move. So I decided to tease him back, and moved to nibble his neck on the sensitive spot just below his ear.

He sucked in his breath as I continued, trying to hold back his desire to reciprocate. I continued down his neck to his collarbone, and I started sucking on it gently. That's when his composure broke.

He switched up our positions and held down my hands at the side of my head. Then he leaned down and started to return the favour.

"Someone's really cheeky today," he whispered, and nipped at my earlobe.

"I learnt from a professional," I replied, breathless and squirming with pleasure.

"Such a good student," he replied, nibbling me just below my lips but not kissing me. "How should we reward you?"

I moved my head, trying to catch his lips for a kiss, but he was quick and moved away.

"Zayne..." I whined.

"You didn't answer me," he whispered in my ear.

"Kiss me, Zayne," I moaned in frustration.

He smiled, as if that was the answer he'd been waiting for all along.

"With pleasure," he replied, as he captured my lips in a deep kiss.

I moaned as he deepened the kiss as I felt the heat and moisture growing at my core from just being connected with his lips.

"Hmm..." he said as he pulled away. "You need something else?" he asked, stroking my cheek.

"Zayne... please," I whispered.

He gave me a knowing smile as his hand reached down into my pants to touch me.

"Ah!" I jerked when his fingers made contact with my sensitive core.

"Hmm... I think that needs immediate attention," he said, matter-a-factly as his fingers stroked me.

"Yes," I gasped, tilting my pelvis against his hand.

He pulled his hand out and helped me pull off my pants and underwear. When he came back, his face was between my legs, looking intently as his finger continued stroking and exploring me. 

"Now what do you think we need to do?" he asked as I tried not to writhe too much from the sensations.

"I want you," I said.

He looked up at me and smiled.

"Not so soon," he replied.

Securing my thighs open with both his hands, he leaned down and licked me.

"Zayne!" I exclaimed as my hips buckled from the shock of pleasure.

"Shh..." he said. "I want to taste you first."

He licked me again and again, probing me with his tongue, and then, he started sucking me.

"Mmmph!" I covered my mouth, to stifle what would have been a loud moan.

"You taste good," he said when he stopped for a second before continuing.

"Zayne," I pleaded.

"And you smell good," he said, now kissing me gently in the crook of my thighs, and slowly kissing his way up my body as he lifted my shirt up and over my head.

Once it was out of the way, I pulled him down and kissed him deeply, tasting myself on his lips.

"I want to feel your skin on mine," I said as we kissed.

Without replying, he moved off to stand next to the bed and started taking off his clothes. While he did, I admired his toned, muscled body as the late afternoon sunlight reflected off it.

"Like what you see?" he asked as he came back onto the bed and pulled me into his arms to cuddle.

"Yeah," I replied, burying my face in his chest.

He held me for a moment as I enjoyed the heat from his body, my foot subconsciously stroked itself against his leg.

"We're going back to sleep?" he asked me, teasingly.

I pulled away, glaring at him.

"Are you kidding?" I said. "After getting me so worked up, you think I can sleep?"

My hands reach down to grasp him. He was already big and hard.

"Nngh," he groaned softly as I stroked his smooth, hot length, and meanwhile his hands were stroking me gently up and down my spine.

"So hard," I whispered, as I continued stroking him.

"Mmm hmm," was all he could respond.

I pulled away and nudged him onto his back, then with one hand still around him, I brought my face closer. His hands reached out to touch my cheeks, then they combed through my hair to pull them away from my face.

I gave his tip a gentle lick, and he sucked in his breath.

"More," he breathed out, and I wrapped my lips around him, taking him into my mouth.

As I moved up and down, sucking and licking, his hands were starting tighten their hold on my hair. It was slightly painful, but it only heightened my desire.

Zayne started moaning as I went on, not holding back, and it spurred me to move faster. I could feel he was almost there, when he reached for my shoulders to pull me up and flip me onto my back.

"That's enough," he panted, and he kissed me deeply.

Then he flipped me onto my stomach and leaned down until I could feel his hot length on my butt. He moved, dragging it down slowly until the tip touched my entrance and he started to tease me with it, rubbing against my wetness.

"Now, Zayne," I moaned, pleading.

His big hands grasped my hip and lifted me slightly, then he was inside with one smooth thrust.

"Aaagh," I cried out at the deep impact.

"More?" he asked.

"Yes, yes," I whimpered and he started driving into me again and again.

I felt myself climbing higher and higher each time he hit me at my deepest spot. He was relentless, going harder and harder as I screamed with pleasure. Just when I couldn't take it anymore, he pulled out and flipped me onto my back, then continued pounding me as he held up both my legs so we had the perfect angle. I shuddered as I hit my climax, and he continued on and came a little after.

Still inside me, he leaned down for a deep kiss.

"Is this your idea of a cosy afternoon?" he smiled as he stroked the sweaty strands of hair away from my face and tucked them behind my ear.

"Yeah," I smiled and pulled him down to kiss him again.

Zayne: Man of Many Talents 😏

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

I’ve decided to go all in and write Zayne and Rafayel’s too. So here goes for Zayne. I have no idea why with each story, my writing is getting raunchier. LOL! Enjoy!

Recommended songs while reading: Love You Better by GOT7 and Switch It Up by Jay B and sokodomo

“Thank you!” I waved to the nurses as I walked out of the ER.

I had a tougher than usual wanderer fight today and fell quite hard during one of the explosions.

“Oof!” I exclaimed as I collided into someone.

“Steady,” the familiar voice said as he put both hands on my shoulders.

“Zayne!” I exclaimed, surprised.

He glared at the bandage that went from my right shoulder down to my elbow, and my surprised face turned sheepish.

“I just bumped into something,” I started explaining.

“Come,” he said as he grabbed my left hand and pulled me along.

His voice was steady and firm, but I could already feel his blood boiling from the look in his eyes when he saw I’d been hurt.

When we arrived at his office, he gently pushed me into through the doorway, then closed and locked the door.

“It’s just a bruise, Zayne,” I said.

“Today it’s just a bruise, tomorrow will your bones break or your flesh be torn?” he replied.

“I’m a hunter, Zayne.”

“And I never agreed that you keep up with this occupation. Do you know…” he started, and stopped all of a sudden. He’d been walking towards me and had stopped an arm’s length away from me.

“What? What do I know?” I replied, crossing my arms across my chest. It was my turn to get upset now.

He knew the reasons why I became a hunter. And yet, he’s been on my case about this from day one. First it was because of my heart, and now every bruise and scratch I receive gives him reason to continue to talk me out of this job.

“It’s nothing,” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose; the way he always does when he’s frustrated with me.

“Come on! Say it again! It’s dangerous. I could die. Why can’t I just get a normal job,” I ranted. “Is that all?”

“I’m sorry,” he apologised as he reached for me to hug me in his arms.

I didn’t hug him back and stood motionless in his arms, my forehead against his chest. I was still seething and wasn’t planning to let it go this time.

“So now you won’t even hug me,” he said softly as he gently stroked my back.

“You deserve it,” I mumbled into his chest.

“Hey,” he said as he used his hand under my chin to tilt my head up to face him.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I had a busy morning and then I had a shock when I saw your arm all bandaged up.”

“I didn’t break anything. It’s just to cover my arm after they applied the salve to reduce the bruising.”

“I overreacted. I know,” he admitted, his hands now coming up to cup either side of my face. “Can I get a kiss now?” he smiled.

I grabbed the lapels of his coat and pulled him down so that our lips met.

He tasted of the mint that the hospital gave out for free.

“That was a good kiss,” he smiled when we pulled apart.

“Yea?” I said. “That was for you. Now this one’s for me,” I said as I pulled him down and kissed him hard.

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It was like I’d sparked a flame in him. His hands that were just resting on my hips a while ago now crushed me against his body.

The kiss went on and on, and I suddenly pulled away, remembering where we were.

“Are you sure it’s okay to do this here?” I asked breathlessly.

“I’m on my break,” he replied, equally breathless.

“I mean in your office?” I said, smacking him lightly on his arm.

“The soundproofing is top notch,” he smirked.

“Zayne!” I exclaimed, giving him another smack on his arm.

“Come here,” he laughed and lifted me up in his arms holding my legs on either side.

“Hey!” I squealed.

He walked towards his desk, sat me down on an empty spot and proceeded to pull my shoes off, tossing them to the side.

“One of your fantasies,” I teased.

“How did you know?” he said as he started kissing and nuzzling my neck.

“Well, we’ve not done it here yet,” I laughed.

“Exactly,” he said.

While we were talking and kissing, his hands had started helping me out of my clothes until I only had my panties on.

“Are you sure?” I asked Zayne. I was getting more hot and breathless as time passed.

“When have I not been?” he said as he led me off the table. “Turn around,” he said, spinning me around and pushing me forward.

I braced both my hands on the edge of the table. Suddenly, I felt something cold moving down my back. I sucked in my breath at the first contact.

“What are you doing, Zayne?” I asked, trying to turn around to look, but he held me so that I couldn’t move.

“Shh… I’m listening,” he said, and that’s when I knew it was his stethoscope.

He’d touch me with his stethoscope, then kiss me where he’d touch me. When he was done ‘listening’, he continued kissing me from the top of my spine all the way to my tailbone.

“You’re getting your panties wet,” he said in his doctor voice. “You need to take it off, Miss.”

“Would you take it off for me, Dr Zayne,” I said, twisting my head slightly just so our eyes would briefly meet.

“With pleasure,” he smiled as he slowly dragged it down my leg and placed it aside. “Don’t move,” he added and I could hear him unzipping his pants.

“Are you going to ‘examine’ me with your ‘equipment’?” I giggled.

“Have you been watching porn or something?” he laughed as he placed his pants on a chair next to my panties and my clothes.

“Isn’t that the usual trope for doctor-patient roleplay?”

“This is not roleplay,” he said as he hugged me from behind. “You are my patient.”

I could feel him hot and hard against my lower back, and it made me even wetter.

“Lean forward,” he said, pushing me down again.

This time, he was touching me there.

“What are we going to do about this?” he said as he caressed me.

“What you do best Dr Zayne,” I replied, my voice sounding more desperate now.

“Oh… and here I thought I was the best at being a cardiac surgeon,” he laughed as he rubbed against my entrance, hot and hard.

“You’re a man of many talents,” I managed to reply.

I was getting breathless, going crazy with want. I wanted him inside.

“Zayne…” I pleaded as he continued to tease me.

“Hmm?” he responded. “What’s that?”

“Please…” I said, and in an instant, he was inside me.

I was going crazy, getting hotter and higher by the second. Maybe it was the thrill of doing it in his office, or maybe because he seemed a bit wilder today and it was turning me on.

As he continued moving, his hands came in front to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples.

“Aah!” I exclaimed, hit by an electric shock of pleasure.

“Look at me,” he said as he pulled out and turned me around.

He lifted me back onto the table, and he was back inside me as I wrapped my legs around him.

He pulled me closer and kissed me hard as he kept moving.

“Mmmph, Zayne,” I breathed against his lips. “Don’t stop,” I moaned.

“Definitely… not… stopping…” he said with each thrust.

My hands grabbed his hair at the back of the head, guiding his face to my breasts. His lips latched onto one breast and he started sucking hard.

"Oh!" I exclaimed as the pleasure from the pain hit me.

"That's going to leave a mark," he chuckled when he lifted his head, then he gave the mark a lick as if to make it feel better.

"I don't care," I said, holding his face in my hands and kissing him hard.

"You're driving me crazy," he said when he pulled away, and started thrusting harder and faster.

"Yes!" I screamed, throwing back my head as the feeling of ecstasy hit me.

That day, we tried out a few more spots in his office until his break time was over.