Z-O-M-B-I-E-S Oneshots

New Uniforms

Bucky decides to order new uniforms...

Addison
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Cheer practice. It ended a few minutes ago, but Bucky decided to keep us for a "quick talk". I'm so tired, and Zed is probably waiting for me. But, I might as well listen, it might go faster.
"Losing the cheer championships a few months ago sucked. I know the main reason why we lost. But there are also some little things that could be improved upon. Starting with our uniforms. These uniforms have been in use since my aunt, Addison's mom, was a cheerleader. They're old, outdated, antique, and lame. That being said, I took the liberty of ordering newer, more modern uniforms. Lacey, Stacey, step forward." Bucky commands, and his two female co-captains do so. Lacey is wearing a hot pink uniform, but instead of it being one garment, it's a skirt and shirt. If you could call it that, considering that the top doesn't even go down to the belly button, it also only has one long sleeve, the left arm is completely bare. It's super tight, probably spandex. The emblem of the mighty shrimp is outlined in lime green thread on the bottom corner.
The skirt, stops above the knee, with and is outlined with a lime green stripe. "This uniform, modeled by Lacey, is one of two for the girls. Stacey is wearing the other one." Bucky explains. Stacey steps forward, wearing another two piece uniform. This time it's lime green and the top is like a sleeveless turtleneck also made of spandex, and stopping before the belly button. On the chest, an S with our shrimp mascot wrapped around it is embroidered in hot pink thread. The skirt is outlined with a hot pink stripe. Both are very revealing. Apparently modern meant skimpy. Still they are pretty cute.
Bucky then went on to show the male uniforms, which Tracey and some other dude was modeling, they aren't a whole lot different than the previous ones. They just have cooler designs. After going on some more about how much the uniforms cost or whatever, Bucky gave us each our uniforms and made us try them on. They both fit me perfectly. After we tried them on, and passed his inspection, Bucky dismissed us. I'm to tired to change into my previous uniform, so I just keep on the new, pink one. After saying by to Bree and putting my white hair into a high ponytail, I go outside and see Zed waiting for me on a bench, talking to Eliza and Bonzo.  "Hey guys." I greet.
"Hey Addi-wow What are you wearing?" Zed says, taking in my new outfit. "One of our new cheer uniforms." I explain, pretending not to notice the way his eyes roam over my body. Eliza however notices and is not very pleased. "Well, Bonzo and I are going to leave you two love birds alone now, but Zed, you seriously need to stop staring at Addison like she's a piece of meat."
Eliza says, before she and Bonzo left. "Come on. We should go too." I say holding out my hand, which Zed takes. We're going to his house in Zombie Town. "Zed, these outfits are demeaning and are meant to satisfy a baser instinct." I explain. "What do you mean demeaning? I think you look hot." Zed tells me. "See that's the problem, no man is going to be looking at me purely because of my cheerleading skills, now every male is going to be too busy ogling my body." I explain. "So you don't want me to call you hot?"
Zed jokes. "Can you just be serous for a moment? These uniforms aren't designed to be functional or comfortable, there's hardly any cloth to them. It's just all so...uggh!" I rant.
"Okay, okay Addy, I hear you, I get what you're saying." Zed says. "There's a but coming isn't there?" I interrupt.
"But, think of the good things it contributes." He says. "Like what?" I ask. "Well, you won't get as hot when cheering, which is good. You're free to move your body without the material bunching up and..." Zed says. We just past the barrier into Zombie Town. "And, I can do this." Zed says, pushing me against the wall gently and brushing his fingers over my bare torso. It's a good thing the sun is going down, and no one else is by the barrier.
I can't help but gasp as his fingers leave goosebumps on my skin. Then Zed trails his hand up my bare left arm, causing me to shiver. "Are you cold?" Zed asks. "No. Definitely not." I reply, my heart hammering in my chest.
I watch as a smirk crawled its way onto his face. He knows very well why I shivered. I know how to wipe that smirk right off his face. Grabbing the front of Zed's shirt, I pull him down so my lips are on his. Not so smug now are we. I think to myself. My victory is short lived when Zed squeezes my sides, causing my mouth to open in a gasp. Zed uses the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, exploring it, stroking the inside of my cheeks, gliding over my tongue and tickling the roof of my mouth. I moan lightly. Zed starts kissing me harder, just like I thought he would. Whenever Zeds hands play with the hemline of my glorified sports bra of a top, I gasp again. I know Zed won't actually take it off, he's too much of a gentleman. But it's still, deeply satisfying to know that he wants to. I don't know if it's normal to feel so good about something theoretical, but I don't care. It works for us. I really need to breathe. Sometimes, I swear Zed is a mind reader, because not two seconds after I thought that, he pulls his mouth from mine. As the two of us gasp lungfuls of air, we stare into each other's eyes, a fire burning between us. Zed leans in again, and I close my eyes in anticipation, but he only kisses my cheek. I huff in disappointment, but my huff turns to another moan when his lips ghost over my jaw, and down my neck. When Zed pulls his mouth away I whine. But, when he returns, his kisses are more substantial, more firm against my skin and it makes me feel like I'm on fire. Then, Zed nips my pulse point, with his teeth. The sensation is so overwhelming that I sink my hands into Zed's scalp, hard. This drives him to bite me again, harder this time right where my neck and my jaw meet. It's going to leave a mark, but I don't care, I'm too busy drowning in the pleasure that is being bestowed upon me by Zed, all I can hear is Zed, all I can see is Zed,  all I can feel is Zed. I'm so hot I'm sure I'm made of fire. I'm shaking so hard that I'm sure that at the smallest gust of wind, I'll be blown over. When we pull apart for the final time, Zed takes my hand, puts it under his shirt and guides it over his heart. "This, Addison is yours, it beats for you and only you." Zed tells me, looking at me with eyes filled with love. His skin is warm and his heart beats, under my hand. "For you." Zed repeats. "For me." I agree. Then, I take zeds hand and put it over my own heart. "For you." I tell him, daring him to contradict me. "For me." Zed echoes and I smile.  Our hearts were made for each other.

Later as we're walking to his house, hand in hand, I realized that the whole thing started with my new uniform.
When we reach Zed's house, I can't help but think, Maybe these new uniforms aren't so bad.