Zuro

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It had been two weeks since they were home and Zyah had decided to skip some classes and have some Zuro therapy as she'd called it. Kyan knew that Zyah wasn't prepared to start classes just yet so he left her be, she took care of everything around the house which meant that she wasn't moping so he was happy that being home had brought her back to life even though he knew that it was all the dogs doing. He was getting his best friend back at a great speed.

Not that he was rushing her. He gave her space barely spending any time with her. He made up excuses that he needed to work on assignments, which wasn't exactly a lie, he just didn't know if he could learn to control his unreciprocated feelings towards her. All he'd done was greet her in the morning for breakfast, talk about their plans for the day and leave, he'd greeted her when he returned from classes and retreated to his room to work on his assignments, he'd come down for supper, talk about their day and he'd say good night.

He walked in from practice and the house was quiet, usually Zyah would either be cleaning, cuddled with Zuro on the couch or doing self study, knowing that she had a ton to catch up on. She said that she was on par with where the semester now stood and Kyan had believed her. He heard her squealing with the puppy in the back yard and continued to his room. He reeked of sweat, he needed to take a shower immediately if he could smell the stench coming from himself.

A half an hour later, he'd finished a task off his assignment and decided to check on Zyah. She didn't know that he was home, if she did she'd come looking for him. He walked into the living room and even though he should be used to it, his newfound feelings couldn't prepare him for what lie before him. Kyan knew for a fact that Zyah was shaped beautifully, but something stirred in him every time he saw her half naked. Her bikini bottom had ridden up into her bum cheek as she lay on her stomach, one leg bent and the other straightened out as she hugged the pillow. The dog lay on the floor just in front of the couch, head against his paws watching her protectively.

A smile crept on his face as he reached for the throw that was at her foot and Zuro's head perked up, asking Kyan what do you think you're doing  His hand grazed Zyah's bare skin as he covered her, causing her to shiver. With a quiet sigh she whispered his name and unconsciously grabbed a hold of his hand and directing it towards her vagina. She rubbed it slowly over her panties as she turned on her back now breathing heavily. "I miss you." she sleepily mumbled.She continued to rub and it began to speed up. "Oh Kyan, don't stop." On it's own accord his hands traveled beyond the fabric. He was thinking with his dick now and even though he knew he wasn't doing the right thing, all rationality had left his mind as he fingered her slowly towards her climax. It was quick because she stayed asleep and in a relaxed state. This was weird, it was only if one were drugged up would they remain in such a state.  He had to take a cold shower. Covering her up, he licked his fingers, winked at the dog and walked away.

It had been two days since her wet dream about her best friend and nothing had changed between Zyah and Kyan. She wanted to talk to him, apologize and tell him how she really felt. It was Friday evening and Kyan hadn't returned from classes whereas she'd come back home three hours ago. She decided to give him a call. He'd declined it. Trying her best to act like it didn't hurt before she could redial a message had come through from him, saying that he'd be home later but she shouldn't wait up. He wasn't being serious. She was going to wait up and they both knew it.

It was early hours of the morning when Zyah decided she'd go to sleep. The door had burst open and Kyan was leaning against the door frame. He looked as if his eyes were closing, he was drooling. "Are you drunk?"Zyah asked, seething with a lot more anger than intended. He lifted his head. his glassy gaze meeting hers. "What's it to you?"He asked cockily as he tried to step into the house but failed and fell. Zyah groaned.  "I was worried, but what for if you're going to be a douche bag?" She moved forward to help him up. With Kyan upright against her their gazes met again causing Kyan to curse before leaning in to kiss the girl, to his surprise she didn't protest, instead she kissed him back.

They were soon out of the doorway, moving towards either the couch or the wall, neither knew as the kiss heated up and their hands began to roam each others bodies. Zyah was soon slammed against the wall as Kyan moved his lips from hers to her neck. She gripped onto him as if she were losing balance. His lips roamed her body, his member hardening with every moan. Soon they were moving toward the bedrooms. Mentally Zyah knew this wasn't right, she placed her hands on his chest creating space between them, only for him to lean in and kiss her again while his hands dove into her pyjama shorts.  "You're so ready for me." his voice slurred huskily making Zyah lose all resolve.

He picked her up with his hands resting on her bare bum as she removed her pyjama top, making her perky boobs bounce onto her chest. His eyes widened as much as they could, she could feel his member poking at her entrance as she tried to lower herself onto it. "Fuck me, please." He laughed at how polite she sounded. "Show me that you mean what you're asking for." Without much thought, she slid his pants down and slid onto his hard member, forgetting her virginity, she moaned and groaned in pain as it went deeper. His eyes were screwed shut trying to keep himself at bay. "Fucksakes, you're so tight. I don't think I'll be able to fuck you right now."

Minutes had passed and eventually she nodded saying she was okay with him being inside her. Her legs lay numbly over his forearms as his thrusts began. Her pleasures weren't quiet, she moaned and screamed. After switching positions, and having a good look at her. She had to have been the most beautiful girl alive. He couldn't keep it up for much longer. Together, they stiffened, her walls closing in on his shaft. His final thrust was their undoing.

He fell on top of her and fell asleep.