Night -rewritten-

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(Y/n) P.O.V

"Can I get you anything to drink?" Zane asked as I pried off my shoes, setting them by the front door.

"Do you have any beer?" I chuckled, it is still Saturday after all. Zane nodded and brought over two bottles, handing me one.

"I don't know what time Lawrence and Garroth will be back. I do have a TV in my room if you want to hang out in there." Zane suggested, twisting the top off his beer.

"Yeah, I don't mind." I struggled to get the top off my beer, but it finally came loose. I smiled at Zane and he led me to his room on the bottom floor. He opened the door and a wave of nostalgia wafted over me. The smell of warm vanilla filled my lungs. "Wow, somehow I feel like I'm fifteen again." I laughed as I sat on his bed, holding my beer in my lap.

Zane laughed as he closed the door behind him. "Yeah, I've had a lot of these things since then." Zane set his beer on his nightstand and moved to his dresser. "Here, I don't know much about dresses but I feel like it's probably uncomfortable." He said as he pulled out a pair of pajama pants and a black tee-shirt, he handed them to me, I placed my beer next to his and set the clothes on the bed. "I'll wait out here just holler when you're done." Zane was about to open the door before I stopped him.

"Wait, can you get the zipper?" I turned around, showing the zipper to Zane. Zane stepped back up to me, carefully placing his hand on my shoulder and pulling the zipper all the way down. This is the type of dress you can't wear a bra with, the air hit my exposed back, making me feel a bit cold. "You don't have to leave..." I spoke without thinking. "I'm sure it's not anything you haven't seen before." I whispered. Zane stepped back after he unzipped my dress.

"Are you asking me to stay?" Zane sounded a little nervous. I chewed on my words before I spoke.

"Yes." I answered, my dress still on my shoulders as I turned to him. I looked at him, raising my hands slowly and moving to his mask, "Can I take this off?" Zane nodded and I removed his mask, seeing his blushed face littered with little freckles. I tossed his mask onto the bed. I stepped closer, our chests pressing together. I slid my arms around his shoulders and laced my fingers in his hair. He rested his hands on my hips, like he didn't know what else to do with them. Our faces inched closer.

He closed the gap and pressed his lips to mine, wrapping his arms around my waist, holding me tightly. The kiss was hungry as our lips danced together. I moved my hand to his cheek as I broke the kiss, planting little kisses against his jaw and down his neck, nibbling softly on his flesh. His breathing hitched as his hands grasped at my skin. I moved my hands, sliding them up his shirt, Zane got the message and pulled away to lift his shirt, tossing it carelessly to the floor. I nervously slipped my arms out of my dress, letting it fall and pool around my feet.

Zane sucked in a breath as he took in my naked form, the only thing left on me is a red lacy pantie. My breasts on full display. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Zane asked, looking me in the eye. I nodded eagerly, he closed in, pressing his lips against mine. His hands pressing into my sides, my hands going to the button of his jeans. Zane didn't break the kiss as he moved his hands to slip his jeans down his legs, leaving himself in just his socks and briefs. Both of which being black. I giggled upon seeing them. "What's funny?" He smiled against my skin as he placed small kisses down my neck, his hand inching to my breast.

"Just find it a little funny that even your undies are black." I smiled, raking my nails through his hair as I gasped when he gently nipped at my earlobe. "They're very sexy on you." I whispered. Zane pulled back and moved to the edge of his bed, sitting down and pulling me in front of him. He kissed my stomach and around my chest, teasing me. Just as he was about to close in on my nipple, my phone started buzzing in my purse. "Shit I forgot to text Aph." I whined, Zane turned and grabbed my purse for me, I quickly pulled my phone out and answered the call.

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