Never Be The Same Again, Chapter 19

[ahopper84]

Title: Never Be The Same Again
Chapter: 19
Pairings: Zaylor
POV: Taylor
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Explicit sexual content - w00t!
Word Count: 2321
Author's Note: Second post of the night. Wrote this one kinda quickly, hope it makes sense...

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"No more tears," Zac whispers, before kissing each of my eyelids. I nod slowly, smiling, and press my lips to his. The kiss is gentle, slow, and sweet. Pure, and innocent. Like our love. Our love that we've decided to finally let ourselves feel. I couldn't be happier than I am in this moment. Sitting here with my one true love.

My soul mate.

Because I'm slowly coming to the realization that that's what we are. The connection we share, the unbreakable bond that neither of us can understand or explain. But we don't have to understand it, to feel it. Two halves of a single soul, inhabiting two bodies. Two hearts, two minds, but a single soul, split in two, each half searching through the ages for its companion. We complete each other, complement each other, in every way.

A gasp escapes my lips as he kisses my neck, hesitantly nipping at the tender skin. He pulls back to look in my eyes, and I can see a raging torrent of emotion there. I see the love that I feel, the overwhelming love, reflected in his perfect warm brown eyes. We both smile, surprised at the electricity between us. Our lips crash together again, needing to be one.

Hands roam across fabric, pulling it away to reveal trembling limbs and shivering bodies. Bodies that are quickly pressed against each other, warm, almost painfully hot. I feel his hands searing onto my skin, and I think of what it would look like, if they left red marks as burning reminders of their contact. He digs his fingertips into my hips, pulling us closer, needing to occupy the same space.

I cling to him desperately, feeling that same need. It fills my lungs, makes it impossible to breathe without him. He is my air now, and I press my mouth to his greedily. He seems to need me just as badly, forcing me backwards onto the couch. We fall together, his body weighing on me in a comforting way. Our limbs tangle together as we strive to touch every inch of flesh we can.

I don't know who moves first, but before long our jeans are being peeled away, leaving us down to our boxers. Here is where I expect him to hesitate, because this is all so new to him. But instead he returns his mouth to mine, his hands roaming down over my stomach and hips. When he reaches down and grips my aching hardness, as if it's completely natural to do so, I can't stop the loud moan that makes my chest rumble.

I hear him chuckle as he kisses my neck, nipping at my earlobe, eliciting more noises. It's amazing really; I'm not usually this vocal, but with him, I can't stop myself. I just want him to know how good he makes me feel. And it's not just physical pleasure, either. It's like... sensory overload. The physical part is amazing, yes, but combine it with all the emotions I'm feeling, and my mind is pretty much blown. And he's barely even doing anything.

That's obviously about to change, however, as his kisses travel lower, down across my collarbone, to my chest. His tongue flicks out and brushes against one of my nipples, and my hips buck. I didn't even know I liked that; no one has ever tried it. Smirking at my reaction, he repeats the motion, slower this time. My eyes roll back in my head as he slowly licks my nipple, before taking it gently between his teeth.

I practically scream as he bites down carefully on the little pink nub, his hand simultaneously stroking me. I grip the couch beneath me with one hand, the other tangling in his hair. I grip hard as he bites down again, a bit harder this time, and growls. My hips buck into his hand at the sound, and once again he smirks up at me.

Apparently, he loves being able to get this kind of a reaction from me. He kisses across my chest, before giving my other nipple similar treatment. My cock is throbbing painfully as he strokes it slowly, far too slowly. My hips buck and roll, trying to get him to quicken his pace, but instead he stops altogether.

"A little impatient, are we?" His voice is deep and throaty, and the sound of it makes me quiver. Never has he looked or sounded this sexy, this unashamedly erotic. I bite my lip hard, nodding quickly. He chuckles again, moving his hand again, but still slowly. His lips return to my chest, moving south, leaving little weaving trails all over my ribs and stomach. He darts his tongue out against my navel, and I giggle, squirming. He smiles up at me, before continuing.

My hand in his hair loosens as he moves further down, taking the waistband of my boxers and tugging them down. My eyes grow wide, my cheeks burning, as I watch him slowly reveal me. I feel a quiver of nervousness; will he like it? Will he think it's big enough? But the way his eyes widen, his tongue grazing over his bottom lip, makes me feel better. He looks up at me, the love and lust combining in an overwhelming smolder.

"You're so beautiful, Tay." I could almost cum just from his words, they hit me simultaneously in the groin and the heart, and I have to blink back tears. His hand is on me again then, his skin hot against mine. When I feel his warm breath wash over me, I have to close my eyes. I can't watch, even tho I desperately want to. If I have any dreams of lasting, I can't watch. I feel his breath closer, feel his lips brush against my head hesitantly, hear him moan as he gets his first taste of me.

All at once I'm surrounded by the warmth, the wetness, the unspeakable pleasure that is Zac's mouth. He doesn't shy away from it, taking my head at first, and quickly working his way halfway down my shaft. He pulls back slowly, his tongue circling me, flicking at my slit as he releases me from his mouth. I open one eye and peer down at him, and what I see shakes me to my core.

Tears are glistening in his eyes.

My brow knits in concern, but he smiles, sniffling lightly.

"Happy tears," he whispers. "Like yours." I reach up and touch my own face; I hadn't even realized I was crying. I smile down at him, and watch as the lust takes over once more. He lowers his head and takes my cock in his mouth again, not making any face other than one of total pleasure. I swear I expected him to be disgusted, or at least surprised by it, but he's going down on me like a pro.

My brain starts to shut down as he sucks me greedily, no teasing slow pace this time. His hand pumps me in tempo, and it's not long before I'm bucking in his hand. He holds my hips down with his free hand, his eyes burning up into mine. Okay, I lied... This is the most erotic thing I've ever seen. I have to close my eyes again, the vision too much for me to handle.

When I feel him release me again, though, I have to look up. He's pulling his own boxers down, stroking himself slowly, teasingly. He moves to go down on me again, but I sit up, stopping him. He gives me a puzzled look, but I nudge him backwards; he lays down, and I kneel between his legs.

"Your turn," I whisper breathily, and his eyes grow wide. He smiles and nods, getting comfortable. I start by kissing his neck, my fingers brushing gently against his shaft before gripping him. He's so perfect, I can hardly believe it. I'm longer, but he's thicker, and I can't quite touch my index finger to my thumb around him. My kisses travel lower, but I don't waste too much time. I need to taste him.

I flick my tongue out, lapping up the bead of precum waiting for me. He tastes... like Zac. I don't know how else to describe it. But I love it. I swirl my tongue around his head a few times, before taking him in my mouth, an inch at a time. He's even bigger than he looks, and I have to stretch to fit all of him in as I work my way down. I almost gag, but I relax my muscles, pushing farther, feeling his head push down my throat. I haven't deep-throated very many guys, maybe only two or three, and even they weren't as big as my brother.

He's not as loud as I was, but his moans are low and rumbling. I almost feel them as I suck him slowly; I try to keep my teeth out of the way, but as they scrape against his shaft, he moans a little louder, and I peer up at him. He smirks down at me, and I tentatively scrape my teeth against the tender skin again, earning another moan. He throws his head back, tangling his fingers in my hair, and I smile inwardly.

My need is too great to make this last. I want to savor the moment, but my every nerve is on fire, and I need release. And so does he, the way he gently nudges the back of my head. I raise an eyebrow, smirking up at him; his eyes are almost black, and a chill runs down my spine. He pushes harder, and I feel the same chill again. So, that's how we're going to play, hmm?

I push my head back against his hand for a moment, seeing what he'll do. Raising an eyebrow at me, he grips my hair. I nod to him, just a tiny bit, and his other hand grabs joins the one already on my head. I mentally brace myself, just before he pushes my head down sharply, forcing himself down my throat.

The feeling is so primal, that I moan around him. I've never really been the submissive type in the bedroom, but then, I've never been all that dominant, either. Sex has actually been pretty boring for me, not by choice but merely because the few guys I messed around with were either totally repressed, or totally wasted. Not the best situation, but hey, I took what I could get. I couldn't exactly advertise that I was in the market for a man, could I?

But this... Zac pushes my head again, harder this time, gripping at my hair. I feel a familiar heat in my groin, and moan around him again. He continues to force himself into me, bucking his hips upwards. I brace myself on my hands and knees, letting him fuck my mouth. Even thinking the words makes me feel so... dirty, and yet more turned on than I've ever been.

Zac's moans grow in volume and frequency, and I can tell he's getting close. I moan louder, staring up into his eyes, pleading silently. he nods once, pushing harder, not holding back at all. A moment later, A primal, animalistic groan tears its way out of him, and my mouth is flooded with his seed. I swallow as much of it as I can, enjoying the taste, moaning around him. As he begins to come down, I lick the last remaining traces from him, before crawling up towards him. I hesitate; not every guy likes to taste themselves. But he just smiles, pulling me down towards him.

We kiss for a moment, but I'm still throbbing, and I whimper as his hands caress my hips. He smirks at me and flips us over, kneeling between my legs. Without any warning, he devours me on one gulp, taking me to the hilt. He's not being gentle, but I love it. I love the way he sucks greedily, tugging at me with his rough, calloused hands. I love the way he growls at me, his eyes dark. I love the way he shoves my hips down into the cushions, forcing me to be still. He's taking charge, something I wouldn't have expected from him, and I can't get enough.

It doesn't take long at all for me to cry out, gripping the couch until my knuckles are white. I scream his name, actually full-out scream, as my orgasm rips through me. He groans loudly as he swallows my cum, licking and sucking every last drop. When he's done milking me, he crawls up next to me. I move over, so that he's laying back, and I'm laying mostly on top of him. We're both shaking, and I look into his eyes.

"I love you so much, Zac. I... I always have." He nods, kissing me gently, rubbing my back. He pulls the large blanket off the back of the couch, and spreads it over us.

"I love you too, Tay. So much that it hurts. So much that it scares me. But with you, I don't have to be afraid. With you, I know that somehow, some way, everything's going to be alright." I smile, kissing him, before resting my head on his chest.

"It will be okay, Zac. It... may not be easy. But it'll be okay. I promise. I swear. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, and make you happy." I hear him chuckle.

"Funny; you being the protective one in the relationship, considering how I pretty much dominated you just now," he whispers in my ear, making me shiver.

"Don't get too cocky, there," I whisper back, smirking. "You're still my little brother, and I can still beat your ass." He kisses me again, biting my lower lip.

"I'm counting on it."

Comments

[bittersweet-luv.livejournal.com]

I bow at your feet. These two chapters simply had it all (well, nearly all ;) - some more sexy times need to be had)
But that aside, I loved the first chapter you posted cause they were finally talking properly and laying it all bare. And it was beautiful. I love how Zac has absolutely no more doubts about this, it's just a shame he had to go that low to see it.
And then this chapter. WOW!! Some more loving caretaking. I just adore Taylor when he's all in "I need to look after my Zac" mode. And then finally on to some sexy times. I loved how they equally wanted to take care of each other and how dominant Zac was. It's sexy and I know Tay agrees with me on that. Those blowjobs were mlfalghaligalhadhg - perfection! And the little teasing at the end just emphasises their deep bond.
BEAUTIFUL

[stitch378.livejournal.com]

asd;lkfhaskjdhfkasd standing ovation. I love how much they want to take care of each other. I find it funny that Taylor thinks he can beat Zac's ass cause somehow, I don't see that happening...in the none sexual way that is. But I LOVE it when Zac is forceful and dominant. But I'd also like to see it the other way around too. There love and their bond is SO perfect and genuine. Can't wait for more.

[myxobsessions.livejournal.com]

Two chapters in one day =D. I completely agree with swissmiss7. These last two chapters had it all. They are perfect. I'm finally on my Mac so I can properly comment =] only I don't even know where to start. I love how Tay has been so understanding and helpful and protective and pretty much a million other good things towards Zac. In the last chapter I was worried for a bit that he was going to, in a way, distance himself from Zac. Just because he didn't really let Zac kiss him. It's good to see that he was just giving Zac time to make sure that this is what he wanted though. And I love that Zac finally had that epiphany and realized that it's okay to want Tay. I'm excited to see what Ike will think when he knows they've made up, but a bit nervous too. Ike always ends up being the bad guy =[ I hope that doesn't happen, but Ike in this story is particularly great so I'm not too worried. And omg this chapter. So much smut! It was insanely hot. Zac being dominate is just alkdjal;ds. There are no words. And I love that you were able to write such dirty smut but keep it so beautiful at the same time. I adore this story and I can't wait for more =]

[museseatbrains.livejournal.com]

O.O;;

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can't wait to read what happens next!