Badboy and the emo reunite (BXB)

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I pant as I lean against the wall. Sweat dripping down my back, my body feels sticky, my back is sore, so are my arms and legs.

"I need a break, I haven't gone hard like that in a while."

Zane laughs, pulling me into a hug.

"Looks like I need to taper you back into it, huh?"

"You make this sound sexual," I mumbled and slapped his chest, then pulled myself up and kissed his lips.

"Baby, with you like this, I'm thinking about everything I could do to you," he whispers in my ear.

I blush and push him away a step, but he doesn't let go of my waist. "Okay Casanova, we gotta go shower and get ready for dinner."

Gavin is suddenly paying attention, "leaving so soon? Zane, you normally do more than this."

"Don't worry Gavin, I'll be back to normal when I get my love over here back into it," his hands travel up my side, then grab my hands and drag me towards Gavin. "Don't worry about it old man, don't strain yourself too much."

He frowns, "Just come by more often. You make an old man feel lonely," he pouts crossing his arms.

"I could never abandon you, Gav."

"I know," he smiles and sighs, running his hands through his sweaty hair. "Tomorrow and the next don't stop by, I'm taking a break, gotta take care of the kid. You be smart now," he turns and goes back to his workout. "Dumb teenagers in love," he shakes his head then picks up the metal bar.

Zane takes me back to the bench, sitting me down. He takes off the fingerless gloves on my hands, kissing each knuckle.

"Work out with me more often?" He leans down to put his and my gloves in the bag. "I love seeing that face you made earlier, made me want to pounce on you," he says in a whisper.

My body heats up, I shake my head, "Gavin is right over there, careful with what you say. How about we cancel dinner with my parents tonight? Have fun in the basement like old times?"

He smirks, grabbing my chin and pulling me into a deep kiss.

"Still have the massive tub down there?"

"Of course," I giggle. "Let's go home, my bad boy."

"Happily," he kisses me again. "My Emo."

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I wake wrapped in familiar arms and breathe in the familiar scent. I used to find the smell of smoke obnoxious and unattractive, but when I took a step back and saw who the smell was coming from, I no longer cared. I turn to face his chest, snuggling into him gaining a moan. I laugh, kissing his chest.

"Nope," he says, and the next thing I know I'm sitting on his abdomen. "Way too early for sexy time. Temping is very incredibly tempting, but I am taking you on a date today. First, my parents want to see you, they don't want us to be late this time."

I wiggle, he groans and lifts me so I'm on my knees and not on his abs. "Aww, so mean," I pout, biting my lip.

"God," he moans out, throwing his head back. "You," he gets on his elbows, I lean down to meet him halfway. "You are too dangerous for me."

We lock lips, he flips us so he's on top, my back now against the mattress sheets. His hands explore my skin as if it's foreign territory that he's nervous to explore. I grab his hands, breaking the kiss to speak.

"Do what you want Zane. I love you, and I trust you more than anything. Don't ever be nervous to touch me," I place his hands back on my waist. "I love you, Zane."