Zak Bagans Smut (Requests Open)

Make Me Forget

As Y/n approaches her apartment, she notices her boyfriend's car in the parking lot.

He's not supposed to be back until later, maybe he got out early? Y/n thought to herself as she parks nd shuts off the engine before getting out and walking up to her apartment.

Opening the door, Y/n notices scattered clothes on the floor. A pink dress, yellow slutty heels, and she can smell really cheap perfume.

As she walks to her bedroom, she can hear moaning. Her heart drops as she opens her door and sees a woman on top of her boyfriend.

"What the fuck?!" Y/n shouts in anger, making the woman roll off Y/n's boyfriend in fright.

"Baby." He says as he gets up and puts on a pair of boxers.

"Don't 'baby' me! Really?! How much is he paying you?" Y/n shouts at the woman.

"100 dollars an hour." She timidly responds.

Y/n scoffs as she takes off her earrings that Y/ebf/n gave her and throws them at him.

"Have fun." She sarcastically smiles as she heads towards the door.

"Don't tell me, you're heading to that loser's house." Y/ebf/n shouts after Y/n as she reaches the door.

"That loser has a much bigger package than you. So, you know what? I'm gonna go get fucked and I'm gonna get fucked good!" She claims before leaving the apartment.

~*~

Y/n drives to Zak's house in a blind rage. Once she arrives, she breaks down in tears.

Getting out of the car, she walks up to Zak's door and knocks. Moments later, Zak opens the door to find a teary-eyed Y/n standing on his doorstep.

"Y/n? What happened?" Y/n says nothing as she throws herself on Zak, her arms wrapping around his neck. Her sobs echo throughout the living room.

Zak soothes her as she cries into his neck, her tears soaking his shirt. Zak wraps an arm around her waist before picking her up. Y/n wraps her legs around his waist as she hears the door close and feels a shift. Zak walks over to the couch and sits down, Y/n placed in his lap.

"Sweetie? You have to tell me what happened." Zak says after Y/n's sobs have slowed.

Y/n stays snuggled in Zak's neck as she presses a kiss to his throat.

"I don't know what I ever saw in him." She softly says, Zak's hold tightens around her as he knows who she's talking about.

"What did he do?"

"He cheated on me. With a fucking hooker!" Y/n could feel Zak's breathing pick up and become heavier. "Zak, don't. He's not worth it. I don't want to find out you got arrested because of me."

Zak calms at her words, Y/n removes herself from Zak's neck and sits back to look at him.

Y/n doesn't think as she presses her lips to Zak's. Zak is taken aback for a second before he kisses her back.

Y/n starts to grind on him, making Zak groan. His hand makes its way up her back, stopping at her hair. He fists a chunk of her hair before yanking her head back and biting her neck, making her moan.

"Zak, please." Y/n whines, Zak pulls back from her neck and looks up at her lust-filled eyes.

"What do you want, Y/n?" Zak asks in a husky voice, his hardened length touching Y/n's already wet core through her jeans.