Zude Fanfic

I wanted him from the first moment. I wanted this blue eyes, blond hair, and strong arms to embrace me, and muscular legs that embrace my waist. I wanted him during the day, especially in the sleepless nights. I wanted a hot kisses all over my body.

But he did not want me.

I was one of his younger agents, and he is a new star on the club. That made everything more difficult, because I saw him every day, performing all it took for him. I watched it on the ground so arrogant, so successful. I watched it on crazy party where they are always revolved around women and men.

He was never unkind to me. When we met always asked how I am, tell a joke, but nothing more than that. Attracted the appearance and behavior. Star.

I was the exact opposite, always serious and dedicated work. I used to catch to tremble as when I was a boy, before his father who did not love me, and for a moment thought that I’m not worthy, but the deal was there to remind me that I grew up and excellent doing my job, and especially that I have no reason feel less valuable.

Zero knocked on the door of the apartment that day when we were supposed to go to a party club. Recently, the accumulated problems, what about his scandal with whores, what about that because I tried to kiss him, but he turned me down, and our relationship was shaky.

Me complained to him that is not dressed and ready for party, and he just said he did not want to go. So I thought, why is it here? When I said I’d go to a party without him, to me there by someone to whom I promised to come, Zero always smiling and ready for a joke, he got mad? Again I ask myself, why? But I don’t tell a thing.

I got up and headed for the door, when I pulled back and quietly said something about not even know this guy from the party. Now I’m angry and turned to go out. Suddenly he cover my face with both hands and kiss me? I broke the kiss and take a step back, breathing hard, trying to second to figure out what this means now? Jealousy, anger, long yearning for him, forced me to return. There was no return from this point.

Everything that happened next I remember the slight haze, the room was spinning beneath my feet, in my nostrils I could smell his skin firmly with both hands, I grabbed his head and returned the kiss that I waited so long. It was the kind of gentle and rough at the same time. I felt a beard and mustache who burned my freshly shaven face. My lips are burning.

We set aside for a couple of moments to break free all clothing.In a few seconds we were both naked. I did not get to look at his perfectly sculpted body, because he pushed me against the wall on which hung a framed jersey throwing his little red light in darkened room. ZERO.

Every kiss and touch caused flames and fire that I fell out of the bottom of the womb. This could take a few minutes and a few hundred years. I lost track of time. He felt my knees give way and pulled me to the bed. He lay down on the bed and I sat in his lap. We were both horny as teenagers. I was hoping you would not notice this is my first time.

We kissed for a while, when he asked me if I was ready. I nodded, and I thought about that yet so I’m ready. On the bedside table stood a box of condoms and lubricant, which is the speed of light first inflicted on hand to warm up, and then the condom that is hooked on cock. He leaned back comfortably on the bed frame and said take it easy at first will hurt, if you are at any time is not like it just say and I’ll stop. You understand? I nodded, I was embarrassed because he knew. He knew.

The first few moments of pain is as if someone pair guts, but little by little to the swinging hips pain is transformed into an indescribable pleasure. I felt every inch inside while I firmly received for both buttocks. All the time kissing me on the neck, sucked my nipples, passionately kissed me in the mouth. When he felt that I was completely received in himself, he asked me if I’m good. I was in heaven. We started the first move together in rhythmic unison, swaying her hips, then up and down until I realized that his climax coming. He finished, that hit me in the point of which I am finished too. Slowly he took cock out of me, and we both fell on the bed.

Again he asked me if I was all right, to which I replied with a gentle touch on his cheek. I turned to the side to ease the pain a bit and spinning in my head and thoughts, and he snuggled against me and softly kissed me in the neck. He fell asleep in seconds. And I was before I went to sleep thinking, I do not care what will happen tomorrow as long as I embrace the hand.

When Jude comes home, he finds a small, grey box on the kitchen counter with a silver ribbon around it. There is no note, nothing to reveal who or where it’s from. He turns it around a few times, weighs it his hand… not very heavy but certainly not empty. For some reason he feels his heart starting to beat a bit harder, as he contemplates for a few seconds - is it wrong of him to open it? It’s late, he doesn’t want to wake Zero up in case it’s nothing… but surely he can do it without ruining the ribbon? After studying exactly how it’s tied in order to be able to re-tie it afterwards, he pulls one of the edges of the band and easily removes it. Then he opens the lid, and there is wrapping paper on the surface. Lifting it, there is another box, a white one, with gold writing on it. He recognises the symbol, the small golden crown before reading the text. Rolex. He swallows. Suddenly feeling a bit overwhelmed, he starts putting the box back together. Why is there a watch worth thousands of dollars in his kitchen? Although he suspects the reason, he doesn’t want to… “Do you like it?” Zero comes out from the bedroom, obviously straight from bed judging by what he’s wearing. “Hey.” Jude says. “Uh…I haven’t really opened it. Is it…?” “For you? Yes.” Zero raises his eyebrows, smiling. “Oh.” Jude breathes out. He grabs the white box again, and holds it in his hand. “Are you… are you mad?” He says, yet struggling not to smile as he says it. Zero smiles, shrugs, and comes to sit down on one of the barstools next to Jude. “Open it.” He says. Jude’s smiles grows even bigger - he tries to contain himself but it’s difficult. Not because he has really wished for a watch, or even cares that much about it, but because of the surprise. Because of Zero’s eyes as he watches him, that endearing look studying his every move, carefully noting his every reaction. He lifts the lid of the smaller box and the silver watch sparkles towards him inside it, details in blue and gold on the round case. It’s clearly not just any watch… “I saw it and thought of you.” Zero says, shrugging again, like he’s talking about some insignificant thing he picked up at the supermarket. “Wow.” Jude says. “I mean… it’s not even my birthday or anything.” Zero laughs, then bites his lips, looking him in the face. “I don’t give a damn…” He says, rising from the chair and approaching Jude until they’re close together. “If it’s your birthday.” He takes the box from Jude, and puts his hands on Jude’s waist, then kisses him, pressing his body close to his own. “I want to make you happy every day.” Then he takes the watch from the box, takes a hold of Judes wrist, and puts it on, slowly, adjusting it so that it sits correctly. Jude can feel the weight, heavy on the arm, not like anything he’s worn before. “How much…” He begins, but Zero puts a finger over his lips, narrowing his eyes, silencing him. “It doesn’t matter.” He says. “I love you, that’s all.” Jude lifts his arm up, studying it closer under the ceiling light. It really does sparkle, like a diamond, as the light reflects in it. “I don’t know what to say.” He says. “Don’t say anything.” Zero says, pulls his arm down again and puts it over his own shoulder. Jude looks him in the eyes, no longer distracted by the watch as it’s out of his view, and kisses him again, until Zero pulls back a little, lets go of him, studying him from the short distance. “Now you look like a proper business man.” He says approvingly. “I knew there was something missing.” Then he comes closer again, kissing him harder, as if seeing Jude’s full figure turns him on even more than being close, but at the same creating the longing for closeness. Jude kisses him back, and they walk into the bedroom, where he sits down on the edge and Zero stands between his legs. Gently, Zero pushes him down so that he lays on his back, and leans over him, opening up the suit, loosening the tie at the same time as they kiss, non-stop, and Jude can sense the scent of his cologne as Zero starts unbuttoning his shirt. “I love you.” Jude breaks their kiss only long enough to say the words, as he suddenly remembers he didn’t say it back before. He can sense Zero smiling, as their lips are pressed together, and Zero lays down on top of him, one hand in his hair, first stroking it backwards, the next second letting his fingers run through it to mess up the hairdo.