Rin

Zack ran off up the stairs and you heard your bath turn on. Your spirits lifted and after two minutes you climbed the stairs. Zack smiled and approached you helping you get your clothing off.

Slowly you stepped into the bath, the warmth soothing your aching bones. You sighed and lay back. Zack smiled down at you before slipping off his own clothing. He nudged you to move forward a little and you felt his body slip in behind you. He squeezed lotion into his hand, rubbed them together before messaging the lotion into your skin.

The movement of his hands made you shiver a little. Zack leaned over you a little, and you felt his hot breath on your shoulder. A flush ran to your cheeks and you shifted a little trying not to think of all the things you so wanted to do to him right now. Besides… you were tired right?

Zack kissed gently at your neck and you felt yourself melting to his touch. A moan slipping from your lips.

“Tired still?” Zack asked, a small sound of mirth coming from his lips.

“Yeah but… Zack…” you moaned as he nipped at your skin, “you keep this up and I’ll need you to take me.”

A chuckle. His hands slipping down cupping your breasts. You felt his dick pressing against your back, throbbing, needing.

“Please…” you whispered.

“Alright. Don’t worry love I wont need you to do anything. My treat you can rest,” he whispered standing. The sound of water rushing from his perfectly sculptured body.

He lifted you easily from the bath and carried you to your bedroom. You looked up through heavy lids at the man you loved so easily. He lay you down on sheets you knew would have to be changed. Mostly because the bath water clinging to your skin was now seeping into them.

Zack knelt over you, a knee parting your legs. The heat between your legs drove you mad as he kissed down your neck and over your shoulder blades. You needed it to be stated… Zack nipped at the crock of your neck and placed his hands on your hips. He felt them buck a little but he held you still. His hot length rubbing again your leg.

Your hands buried themselves into his hair, tangling into the black locks as your breath came in gasps. Zack lifted his head shaking your hands free and looked directly into your eyes, small smirk on his lips before he began to tease you. Fingers brushing on the skin of your leg, creeping towards your entrance but never touching. It drove you wild. He’d always do this. Never touching just ghosting. Your eyes flickered a little, as he did finally touch you. Just gently to see how wet you were.

“Ready?” he asked softly.

You nodded unable to talk now. He slid into you easily with a soft grunt and began to thrust gently. He was gentle to begin with. Making love to you, not just fucking you senseless. No not this night. This night you were tired. Nights of passion often followed on from meals out and long foreplay.

Your breaths began to come in steady pants as the fire in your belly burned hotter. Your nails bit into the skin on his back as he licked and nipped at your neck. Your neck was often the target of his attention. On high nights of passion, it would often be peppered in bites. Zack grunted a little, hot breath on your skin as he thrust harder within you.

“Zack… i…” You groaned as your orgasm hit like a wave crashing into the sand.

Wave after wave of pleasure hit you as the fire in your belly spilt out across your body warming to completely. Zack let out a growl as he gripped the bedsheets, his hot seed spilling into you. His weight dropping onto your body.

You took his head in your hands and shifted a little under him so you could look into his Mako blue eyes. A smile spread across his lips. The times you fucked were the times he was most quiet.

“I love you Zack,” you said kissing his soft lips.

“I love you too…” he replied, “Now, lets finish our bath. I’ll be gentle.”

He climbed from the bed and lifted you up in his arms again heading for the bathroom, “Did I tell you about the time that Sephiroth cut an apple from Angels head…”