Zac Efron one shots

Imagine #7 - A Distraction

"Y/N!" Zac called from the lounge. You were sat at your desk in the study of the house you shared, working on an assignment for university. As you were concentrating reading something you didn't respond immediately. "y/n!!" he shouted again, elongating your name to make sure you heard him. Irritated, you slammed your textbook shut.

"What!" you snapped. "I'm trying finish this." This assignment was due tomorrow and you were having to redo most of it which was proving to be way too stressful.

"I miss you," he said sadly and so quietly you only just heard him. Rolling your eyes, but feeling guilty, you opened up your book and began to carry on with your work. A creak on the floorboards told you that Zac was approaching the room. A pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around your upper body making you jump. Even though you knew he was coming, your back was to the door so you didn't see him come in.

"Sorry," he mumbled into your shoulder. Resting your head on his arm, you softly kissed his hand. Zac responded with a kiss to your shoulder.

"No I'm sorry. It's not your fault I messed this assignment up," you apologised. Brushing your hair over your left shoulder, leaving your neck exposed, Zac left a trail of kisses from your shoulder to your neck, just under your ear. Once he got to your neck, he lightly sucked on your skin. Your breath hitched in your throat, signalling to Zac you were enjoying it. His hands slipped underneath your top, stroking at your skin leaving goosebumps.

"Zac," you whined, your voice breathy. "I've got to finish this assignment."

"I know, love, but you're stressed," he said between kisses. "Let me relieve some of that tension?" You sighed but after much deliberation, you nodded. He was right after all, you were stressed about this assignment and a distraction from it would only give you a fresh head when you went back to it.

Spinning you round in your chair, Zac kissed you hard for a few minutes, leaving you breathless. You got up to go somewhere a bit more comfy but he had other ideas. Pushing you back down in your chair, he knelt in front of you and slid you forward slightly so your bum was on the edge of the chair. Luckily you'd chosen to wear a skirt today and Zac teased your underwear off with his teeth. You weren't sure you wanted to know how he got so good at that. After discarding them, he placed your legs over his shoulders, gave you a cheeky smirk and disappeared under your skirt.

His tongue pressed against your clit causing you to jolt forward. Hearing him chuckle, you blushed, embarrassed at your immediate reaction to him.

"Shut up," you muttered, only making him laugh more.

He turned his attentions away from your clit, moving his tongue towards your entrance. The warmth of his tongue on your sensitive areas paired with his beard stubble scratching your thighs elicited a loud sigh from you. He moved his tongue in and out of you, while rubbing your clit with his thumb. The longer he did it for, the harder and faster his tongue and hand worked and your breathing got louder and faster with it.

Suddenly he stopped. You hmphed in annoyance as you were getting close. Zac went back to your clit, with his tongue, and lapped at it quickly. Your legs jerked every time his tongue made contact and your breathing got heavy again. After a little while, he moved his tongue faster than before and pushed two fingers inside you, brushing at your g-spot with the tips of his fingers. The feeling was incredible and you had one hand tangled in his hair, another gripping hard onto the arm of the chair while your legs were almost crushing Zac's head, your toes curled tightly. He continued his tongue and hand movements, slowly increasing in his roughness. The rougher he was, the closer you were to orgasm. One particularly hard movement tipped you over the edge and you cried out in pleasure, clenching fiercely and panting heavily.

Zac emerged from under your skirt, face red and breathing as heavy as yours with a triumphant grin on his face. He wiped his mouth on his t shirt and pecked you lightly.

"Tension relieved?" he grinned at your flushed face, noticing how your breathing was still heavy. You responded by sticking your tongue out.

"Yes, I suppose!" you said, mock annoyed. "Now get lost! I've got work to do."

"Alright, alright," he laughed. "But I'll be back in about 2 hours for a repeat." He winked at you before kissing you again and disappearing out the room.

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