A Criminally Haunted Love

Chapter 11 week 2, day 2

Pov change: bold
Thoughts: bold and encircled
Journal entries: bold and italics
Dream sequences: bold and underlined

                    Mal pov
When he woke up, Zoey was still asleep and her breathing was ragged and her cheeks were colored red.
"I don't think she's having a nightmare." He mumbled, his eyes widdened when Zoey moaned. (Definitely not a nightmare) he decided to take a shower hopefully by the time he was done Zoey would be awake. (I'm not watching her have that type of dream) when he got out of the shower Zoey was awake, once she saw him, Zoey blushed.
"Everything alright?" He asked, Zoey didn't answer, she just ran past him to the bathroom, not a minute later he heard the shower running. While he waited for Zoey to get out of the shower, he took off his night clothes and got the bottom half of his outfit on. When Zoey exited the bathroom in her night dress, she was blushing but she looked relaxed.
"Do you feel better?" He asked. (If you did what I think you did then yeah you probably feel less......frustrated)
"I feel fine.....I just needed a shower, why?" Zoey asked, blushing.
"No reason." He answered, Zoey looked at him questioningly, but she got some clothes and walked behind the folding screen.
"You can come back here." He heard Zoey say, he grabbed the rest of his clothes and walked behind the folding screen. He tied the laces to the corset and when he was done, Zoey put on the dress and turned around.
"So did you forget what happened last night?" He asked, as Zoey buttoned up his shirt. (Your hands aren't shaking but I noticed that your legs are)
"No, why are you asking?" Zoey asked, while she tucked the shirt into his pants.
"Your hands aren't shaking and you're not blushing." He answered.
"I don't know. " Zoey said, while she flipped up the collar of his shirt, tied his tie, then flipped the collar back down.
"Alright, I'll believe you." He replied.  (I wouldn't if it wasn't for the fact I can tell when you're lying) Zoey didn't anything, she just helped him put on his jacket.
"Let's go." He said, they walked out from behind the folding screen, and saw Cora Flores standing in front of the bed.
"Why are you here," Zoey asked, he could tell she was worried.
"I'm here to warn you about Thomas and Matthew." Cora said.
"What about them?" He asked.
"You two are angering them, they would go after you themselves, but they won't leave where they died. So instead, they're going to send someone after you....don't go to the kitchen, I know you need to search the dungeon again but someone is guarding the entrance. You know how to get to the hall of mirrors, so as soon as you get to the third floor, you run and you don't stop running until you're in the hall of mirrors." Cora warned them, he looked at Zoey and saw that she was paler than normal.
"Is it even possible to escape now?" He asked, he noticed that Zoey was looking at him with curiosity in her eyes. (I'm askingfor you....I did say I would be your knight in shining armor while we were here)
"It's too late for you to leave now, they have all the exits blocked.....be careful and good luck." Cora said, then disappeared.
"While I have no problem staying here, we can't, can we?" Zoey asked.
"No we can't." He answered, Zoey sighed and walked over to the dresser. She put her hair into pigtails, grabbed the video cameras, turned them on and walked back to him.
"Eager to get out of this room?" He asked, amused.
"No, but no use in stalling." Zoey answered, he rolled his eyes and grabbed a video camera. (You're scared, but you're brave) they left the bedroom and Zoey immediately grabbed his hand, he looked at her and she blushed. (Does she like holding my hand) they walked towards the stairs that led to the third floor.
"Don't let go of my hand." He whispered.
"I won't." Zoey whispered back, they walked up the stairs, once they were at the top they saw the ghost that was trying to kill them in the sitting room. The ghost screamed at them, they started to run and they didn't stop running until they were in the hall of mirrors or more precisely the music room in the hall of mirrors. Zoey practically flung herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"It's alright." He whispered, he felt Zoey's entire body tremble. (She's terrified, don't blame her though, that ghost screamed and chased us all the way up here) Zoey nodded her head and let go of him.
"We should search the room." Zoey said, then started to search the room, though he noticed that Zoey wouldn't leave very far from his side. (She's definitely terrified) they stopped at the piano, which made the both of them blush, Zoey more so than him.
"Why is this one in tune but the other isn't?' Zoey asked, after she pressed a few keys.
"I don't know." He answered, Zoey hummed and sat down on the bench, curious he sat down next to her. Zoey started to press a few keys, not long afterwards he realized he knew the song, and started to play as well.
"Didn't you say something about not being able to play the piano?" Zoey asked.
"I only know a couple of songs, this being one of them." He answered.
"Tell me a secret." He said, a few seconds later.
"How serious of a secret?" Zoey asked.
"You normally wouldn't tell anybody it." He replied.
"If I tell you one, you tell me one." Zoey said.
"Deal." He said, grinning. (This has got to be good)
"When I told you I haven't thought about having children I was telling you the truth....I'm not ready for children just yet, but for some reason it's a family tradition to get pregnant during the honeymoon. It wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact everyone in my family marries young. So to at least on my part to stop the tradition, I went to the doctor and asked to be put on birth control. I don't know if they'll make a big deal about it or not, but I really don't want to tell them." Zoey said.
"So you're on birth control and you don't want your family to know about it?" He asked. (Just for clarification)
"Yes, it's your turn now." Zoey answered.
"I hate it when teens think they it's a good idea to pick a fight with little kids.....one day I was walking down the street when I saw these two idiots pick on what I thought was an 8 year old boy. The kid had blonde hair, I think he had brown eyes and it seemed like either he was trying to learn how to dress himself or one or both of his parents had no fashion sense because nothing on him matched. Anyway I saw that the kid was about to be hit, so I walked over to them, told the kid to run home, then I get into a fight with the two idiots. Of course a police car had to drive by and only saw me picking a fight, so I got arrested and since I already had a record I was immediately sent to juvie. That was the only time I was sent to juvie for protecting someone, I'm still the bad boy.....there's a reason why I'm the most dangerous kid in the detention center." He said, when Zoey kissed him under his jaw near his earlobe, he looked at her in shock.
"What was that for?" He asked. (Do you have a crush on me or something)
"That was a thank you." Zoey said, she was blushing slightly.
"For what?" He asked, confused. (What did I do to deserve that)
"For saving my now 9 year old cousin from being beaten up." Zoey replied.
"That kid was your cousin?" He asked, surprised.
"Yes, I live in a different town, but that day I was visiting. Anyway my cousin wanted to go to the store to buy candy, at the time he was going through a I don't need help, I can do it myself phase and he wanted to go alone. Since there was a convenient store one block from the house, it was a safe neighborhood and a police station on the way, we let him go by himself. Not two minutes later he comes running through the front door yelling about a fight. After we got him to calm down, we asked him what he was talking about. He said that while he was walking down to the store a couple of teens started to pick on him, and not long after that another teen showed up and told him to run home. My cousin did what the guy said and started to run home, but on the way back my cousin heard the group fighting. I was the only one to believe him, my cousin asked if I ever saw the guy, tell him, he said thank you. I asked him if he had any other requests, my cousin said to kiss him if I ever saw the guy. I agreed only because my cousin didn't tell us what the guy looked like, so I wouldn't know him if I did see him. No my cousin didn't give me specific's on where he wanted me to place that kiss and yes my cousin has no fashion sense." Zoey explained, why she said thank you and gave him that kiss.
"You're welcome." He mumbled, Zoey just hummed and nodded her head, a few minutes later Cora appeared in front of them.
"I'm here to tell you that you can leave this room now, it's safer.....but I'm going to walk you down to the kitchen just in case." Cora said, before either of them could say anything.
"Will we be able to search the dungeon?" Zoey asked.
"No, not enough time." Cora answered.
"Let's go." He said, they left the room and Zoey immediately grabbed his hand, Cora gave them a small smile which confused him, and they walked to the kitchen. Once Zoey and him had eaten dinner, Cora took them to their room and she disappeared. Zoey sighed and walked over to the dresser grabbed the journals then sat down on the couch.
"Eager to read those journals?" He asked, while he walked to the couch and sat down.
"A little." Zoey admitted.
"Then go ahead and read." He said. (It's funny how impatient you are) he grabbed the journal that he was reading from, after a second Zoey began to read aloud.
       May 1st 1905,
Today daddy, Mal, Matthew and Mike went to town, I don't know why though. So today I spent some time with my mom in the painting room, for awhile it was quiet with us just painting. Suddenly She stopped painting and looked at me which caused me to stop painting as well. She asked how far along mine and Mal's relationship has gone. I asked what she meant, she sighed and asked if Mal and I had sex yet. I looked at her shocked for a moment, then I told her that no, Mal and I haven't had sex, we've only gone to deep kissing and touching each other above our clothes, then I asked her why she was asking. She told me that I had taken up the habit of glaring at daddy, which has daddy. And while Mal tends to glare at Mike and Matthew from time to time, it's been happening a lot more recently. My mom thought that Mal and I weren't getting more sexual because she already knew that we weren't exactly being innocent, but luckily daddy, Matthew and Mike are practically blind to how Mal and I act around each other. I told her that Mal and I want to do more but we're worried about getting caught, my mom sighed and said she shouldn't be helping you two with this. Then she told me that while dresses aren't flexible the skirts of a corset are, so I could keep wearing the corset. A suit would be easy, untuck the shirt, remove the belt, unbutton and unzip the zipper of the pants and Mal will know the rest. I was still confused, but my mom said talk to Mal and let your minds figure out the rest. Then she said that there are plenty of hidden rooms that your father, Matthew and Mike don't know about, so go to one of them for privacy. She didn't say anything more about the subject, later daddy, Mal, Matthew and Mike came back home. My mom and I welcomed them all back then I told Mal I wanted to spend some time with him, I was surprised when daddy didn't protest as well as Matthew and Mike. I took Mal to the fourth floor sitting room, made him sit down, I sat down next to him....well more like curled up next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist and said I missed you too. We stayed like that for awhile but then I got bored and decided to play with Mal's fingers, then I remembered what I talked aboutwith my mom. Mal asked me what I was thinking about, I asked him if there was more we could do sexually. He said he heard of somethings we could do, I asked him if we could do them. Mal kissed me, I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck. A couple minutes later he was kissing neck when I moaned and pulled his hair he stopped what he was doing. Mal gave me a serious look and asked me if I wanted more, I said yes, then Mal said that for the next part I would have to lose the dress but I could keep the corset on. Mal started to take off his jacket, cufflinks, tie and shirt,I looked at him questioningly and he told me that it wouldn't be fair if I was the only one almost naked. I smiled at him, then I took off my dress and my smile grew when I saw that Mal was blushing. Mal asked if the skirt of my corset rides up, I told him it does, then he kissed me. This time when I moaned, Mal didn't stop instead he led me to the couch and laid me down. Then Mal wrapped my legs around his waist, Mal pulled back and asked if I was sure I wanted more, I nodded my head. He looked at the skirt and pushed it up as far as it would go.....he still wasn't able to see everything, though it didn't stop him from rubbing my in thighs. When he got closer to my.....well anyway he looked at me questioningly, I nodded my head, suddenly I felt his fingers on me which made me gasp. I didn't know what he was doing, all I knew was that I liked it, Mal leaned downward and started to kiss my neck, while he did that he slipped a finger inside me, both his actions made me gasp and him moan. When we both figured out what I liked the most, Mal didn't let up on what he was doing. I don't know what happened but I felt weird, then I moaned, then my legs started to tremble, I also felt more relaxed than I had in weeks. Mal gave me a quick, gentle kiss and removed his finger from within me, then he sat down at the end of the couch. I sat up and noticed that Mal looked uncomfortable, I asked him what was wrong, he said nothing that he just needed to calm down. I blushed and I asked if I could touch him, Mal's eyes darkened but he said no, there would only be a mess. I asked if there was a way for there not to be a mess, Mal moaned and looked at me curiously, then he said there was a way but the question was if I would agree to it. I told him I agree, Mal looked at me uncertain and told me what that way was. By the time he finished explaining I knew I was blushing but I was curious so I told him I still agreed to it. Mal just looked at me then he unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, anyway soon enough I finally got to see that part of Mal's body and I'm impressed. Mal told me that he would hold my head down near the end, and to not worry if I was doing something wrong, he would tell me if I was. I nodded my head and started.....Mal began to moan and other than the one time he said no teeth and not as hard, I guess I was doing alright. When Mal grabbed my hair gently and kept my head where it was, I don't know why what happened shocked me because Mal did warn me. A couple seconds later he let go of my hair, I sat up, Mal asked if I was ok, I told him I was. Mal gave me a quick kiss and pulled me to his side, I laid my head on his shoulder and we spent a few minutes like that before I said we better get dressed its almost time for dinner. After we looked like we did before we even entered the room, we walked to the dining room for dinner. Daddy asked if I was alright, I told him I was alright and I was just tired....technically I was. So after dinner and after I finish writing this entry I'm going to bed.
      May 4th 1905,
Today Mal and my mom went to town, I don't know why though, so daddy and Matthew said that I should spend time with Mike. So for most of the I walked around the garden with Mike, I had fun after I told him to start acting more like a friend. Mike asked me if I hated him, I told him I didn't butI wasn't expecting an arranged marriage. We spent a few hours talking about anything that wasn't about marriage and relationships, then Mike asked if I wanted to see my wedding dress. I asked what wedding dress, Mike said that my daddy and Matthew got me a wedding dress, I asked him how he knew they got me a wedding dress, he said they showed him the dress. I walked back to the house where I saw daddy and Matthew in the foyer with Mal and my mom. I welcomed them back then I turned to look at daddy and Matthew, I asked them if I had an opinion in this arranged marriage. Daddy asked what I meant, I said that I didn't get a say in whom I would marry, then now I learned that I have a wedding dress I didn't know about but the groom did. It was then that Mike asked what was wrong with me not knowing that I already had a wedding dress, I told him I wanted to choose my own wedding dress and the groom doesn't know what it looks like. I looked at daddy and get an engagement ring, daddy said that they haven't gotten me one. I growled and told Mike that he'll have to entertain himself for the rest of the day, then I told Mal to follow me, I wanted to know how the outing to town with my mom went. I led him to the fourth floor sitting room, made him sit on the couch, sat down next to him and curled up into his side. Mal slipped an arm around my waist, while I  wrapped both of my arms around his waist. We sat like that in comfortable silence, until dinner, I didn't bother talking to daddy, Matthew or Mike, I was too mad at them.
Zoey stopped reading, her face was bright red from her blushing and her breathing was labored, he realized she was actually having trouble breathing.
"Zoey, breath." He said. (Why are you having trouble breathing)
"I'm trying." Zoey replied, he sighed and turned Zoey around.
"What are you doing?" Zoey asked.
"Just focus on your breathing." He ordered, then he started to massage her shoulders and shoulder blades, when Zoey's breathing had returned to normal and she was relaxed he turned her back around.
"Feel better?" He asked, Zoey nodded her head.
"Now what was with that reaction?" He asked.
"She wrote....they nearly...." Zoey stopped talking, but he knew what she was talking about.
"Yes, she wrote about them almost having sex, though were you embarrassed to say some stuff?" He asked, curiously.
"What are you talking....oh....um no I didn't censor anything out, why?" Zoey replied.
"It just seemed like she didn't know everything they were doing or at least the official or somewhat official name for what they were doing." He muttered. (This is uncomfortable to explain)
"You mean fingering, oral sex and orgasm." Zoey said.
"If you want to be blunt about it, yes." He replied. (She was able to say it but her blush has turned a deeper red)
"Well she probably had that talk so she probably knew what an orgasm was, just didn't know how to explain it......everything else I don't know." Zoey said.
"Shall we see how much he knew?" He asked, holding up the journal to 1905 Mal, Zoey blushed and nodded her head, he smirked and began to read aloud.
      May 1st 1905,
Today I had to go to town with Thomas, my brother and father, I asked why we were going, father said that Mike would be choosing wedding rings. First I asked why I had to go, father said I had to, I rolled my eyes then asked if they planned on getting an engagement ring. Mike said no they weren't, why would they need an engagement ring if the wedding was already going to happen. I told him that Zoey might appreciate it and it would seem less like an arranged marriage of she had one. Thomas was looking at me curiously, I don't know why though, Mike said Zoey didn't need an engagement ring. I didn't say anything more, Mike wasn't going to marry her anyway, when we got to the jewelry shop we walked to the showcase where the wedding and engagement rings were. Mike started looking at wedding rings that were way too big for Zoey and the rings looked fake, I looked over at Thomas, who was looking at Mike in horror. Then I got the idea that if I find a better set or rings, then Thomas would reconsider who Zoey would marry. As I walked towards one of the showcases I found a fedora on the floor, I don't know how it got there but it gave me a better idea. Zoey has met and spent some time with each of Mike's multiple personalities, so they knew who she was and she knew who they were. Though it's funny that she gets along better with them than Mike, but they haven't spent much time with Zoey. It seems like Mike won't allow it,though he doesn't have much control over them, luckily since Mike doesn't want his personalities around Zoey, they don't know her that well. So if one of Mike's multiple personalities find a better set than Mike, it should work in my favor, I grabbed the fedora and placed it on Mike's head. I told Manitoba to find a set of wedding rings that Zoey wouldn't be completely disgusted by,then take the rings to Thomas. Manitoba didn't question me and walked to a showcase, Manitoba, Svetlana, Chester and Vito might be Mike's multiple personalities but they're scared of me, so they listen to me. Unfortunately father saw what I did so when Manitoba found a set of wedding rings, father got rid of the fedora and pretended that Mike found the rings. After they paid for the rings, Thomas said he had to get Zoey's wedding present, after that we went back to the mansion, where we were welcomed back by Zoey and Cora. Zoey said that she wanted to spend some time with me and led me to the fourth floor sitting room, where she made me sit down on the couch. She curled up next to me, laying her head on my shoulder, I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her waist and told her I missed her too. We stayed like that for awhile but then Zoey started to play with my fingers, I asked her what she was thinking about, she asked me if there was more we could do sexually. Since I knew that Thomas, father and Mike didn't know about this room, I told her that I heard of somethings we could do, Zoey asked if we do them. Instead of answering I kissed her, I stopped when she moaned and pulled my hair, I've learned that's her way of saying I want more. Once I confirmed that she wanted more I told her the dress had to go but she could keep the corset on, then I took off my jacket and shirt as well as the tie and cufflinks. I told Zoey that it wouldn't be fair if she was the only one almost naked, Zoey smiled and took off her dress. I asked her if the skirt of the corset was flexible, after she said it was, I kissed her and when she moaned I laid her down the couch and wrapped her legs around my waist. After I got her permission, I was finally able to touch her.....she was so wet and a few seconds later I slipped a finger inside her. I didn't know what I was doing but whatever it was she liked it, once Zoey tensed, then relaxed as well as a trembling mess, I slipped my finger out of her and sat at the other end of the couch. Zoey asked if something was wrong, I just needed to calm down, she asked me if she could touch me. I wanted her to but I told her no, there would only be a mess, I should've expected it but when I said no, she got this hurt look in her eyes. That was the last thing I wanted....to hurt her, so when she asked if there was a way for there not to be a mess, I told her there was a way but she would have to agree. Zoey said she agreed, even after I explained everything that would happen, when Zoey saw.....that, she looked impressed. Once she started I couldn't stop moaning.....it felt really good, when it ended I let go of her hair and Zoey sat up. I asked her if she was alright, she said she was, I gave her a quick kiss and pulled her to my side, Zoey laid her head on my shoulder. We sat like that for awhile until Zoey said that it was almost time for dinner, after we were dressed like the way we were before we entered the room, we left for the dining room.
          May 4th 1905,
Today Cora took me to town, she told me I'll be getting Zoey anengagement ring, of course I won't be able to give her the ring until I'm officially able to marry her. Cora said we could also go to the doctor if it was needed, I asked her why we would need to go to the doctor. Cora said that Zoey looked less stressed out and I didn't look like I was about to murder Mike and burn the body. Cora said that she thought that maybe Zoey and I needed protection, I had to think on what she meant by protection. When I figured out she meant condoms, I told Cora that Zoey and I haven't gotten to that and I didn't know where would hide them. Cora frowned but said that she understood, then she said to be careful, I didn't know what to say something I just nodded my head. A minute or two later we arrived at a different jewelry shop than the one I went to with Thomas, father and Mike. For thirty minutes I searched for an engagement ring, then near the back of the shop I found one that suited Zoey perfectly. The band of the ring was white gold, in the center was a small diamond, with four small emeralds, two on each side of the diamond. I got the ring and the cashier put it in a small black box, then I put the box in the inside pocket of my jacket. When Cora and I got back to the mansion we were welcomed back by Thomas and my father, not long afterwards Zoey walked through the front door and she looked furious, while Mike who was behind her looked scared. Zoey walked up to us, her gaze softening as she greeted Cora and I, then her gaze turned back to furious as she looked at Thomas and father. Now Zoey when she is extremely mad, has this voice that says you're in trouble and you better listen to me. It's scary and Mike knows that voice really well, anyway she was using it now and it was directed at Thomas and father. She asked if she had an opinion in this arranged marriage, Thomas asked what she was talking about, she said I didn'tget to choose whom I marry, now I just learned I have a wedding dress I didn't know about but the groom did. Mike then asked what was wrong with Zoey not knowing she already had a wedding dress, Zoey said she wanted to choose her dress and the groom shouldn't know what the dress looked like before the wedding. Zoey turned back to look at Thomas and asked if she at least got an engagement ring, Thomas paled and said they didn't get an engagement ring. She growled and told Mike that he would have to entertain himself for the rest of the day. Then she turned to look at me, her voice and gaze softening and told me to follow her, she wanted to know how my day with her mother in town went. Zoey led me to the fourth floor sitting room, made me sit on the couch, then she curled up into my side, laying her head on my shoulder, I wrapped my arms around her waist. We sat like that in comfortable silence until dinner, I wasn't going to try anything.....after that first day we would come here to explore each others bodies without actually having sex, as much as we could. Now we're both tired, Zoey accidentally fell asleep on me yesterday but I let her sleep, I ended up falling asleep too. Anyway during dinner tonight, Zoey wouldn't look at Thomas, father and Mike, I guess she's still mad at them.
He stopped reading and looked at Zoey to see if she was still breathing correctly, she was but she was blushing and she looked tense.
"Shall we talk about it?" He asked, putting the journal down, turned Zoey around and began to massage her shoulders and shoulder blades.
"About what?" Zoey asked.
"You know what?" He said. (It's embarrassing but we've got to talk about it)
"But most of it is them getting rid of their sexual frustration, what's there talk about with?" Zoey asked.
"Well I don't know if you noticed that the further we read into these journals, the most irritated that......Zoey seems to be at her father, Matthew and.....Mike." He said, he turned Zoey around and she looked thoughtful.
"Why wouldn't she, they're not listening to her, she probably feels betrayed by her father....Mike doesn't understand her and Matthew is following her father's lead." Zoey answered, he hummed in response, he didn't know what to say.
"Mal?' Zoey asked.
"Yes." He replied.
"Are you curious?" Zoey asked.
"About?" Mal asked. (What are you talking about)
"What they did.....sexually?" Zoey asked, she blushed and started to bite her bottom lip.
"Are you wanting to try that.....with me?" He asked. (If so, is there something you're not telling me)
"No." Zoey said quickly, he rolled his eyes in amusement.
"Alright....we better charge these." He said. (Why do I feel disappointed) he turned off the video cameras and put them on their chargers. While he did that Zoey put the journals away, got a night dress and walked behind the folding screen. After he got some night clothes he walked behind the folding screen, he noticed that Zoey had already taken off her dress.
"Ready to get out of that corset?" He asked, smirking.
"Yes, no come here." Zoey ordered, his smirk widdened but he walked up to her. (Wonder when she'll figure it out) Zoey got rid of his jacket, cufflinks and his shirt was untucked when she paused and started to blush. 
"Remembered?" He asked. (You're adorable with that blush)
"Shut up." Zoey mumbled, then she took the tie off, then unbuttoned his shirt, when the shirt was off she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants before turning around.
"You can turn back around." He said, Zoey turned back around and started to button up his shirt.
"What are you thinking about?" He asked, Zoey had stopped buttoning up his shirt and had this thoughtful look on her face.
"When he was fingering her and he slipped his finger inside her, do you think it hurt?" Zoey asked, blushing.
"I don't know.....do you masturbate?" He asked, blushing. (We've both been blushing a lot lately, and don't lie you know that I know when you're lying)
"I don't know why you want to know but yes." Zoey answered, reluctantly.
"Does it hurt?" He asked.
"At first it hurt a little, but it doesn't hurt anymore after a few seconds." Zoey answered.
"Then it probably did hurt a little, but since he was kissing her neck she probably didn't realize there was any pain." He said.
"I don't know how kissing someone's neck could distract you from that." Zoey whispered, but  He was still able to hear her.
"Do you want to test it?" He asked.
"Test it how?" Zoey asked.
"While I kiss your neck, you try to button up my shirt.....will you do it?" He asked, Zoey just looked at him, after a few minutes of nothing she nodded her head. He bent his head down and started to kiss the left side of her neck, Zoey gasped at the action, but she started to button up his shirt. After a few seconds of him placing light kisses on her neck, Zoey stopped buttoning up his shirt and wrapped her around his neck and she whimpered. (Why did she do that, but I'm curious to see what happens next, so I'm not going to stop) he continued to kiss Zoey's neck, it confused him when Zoey's breathing quickened and her arms started to tremble. (All of this is turning me on, especially now that she's moving a little bit. If she wants to stop why won't Zoey let go of me) he placed his hands on Zoey's hips to keep her from moving. Then he decided to open his mouth and started sucking at one spot on her neck, when he started to bite at the spot Zoey whimpered. (Is this hurting her) suddenly Zoey pushed him back. (Guess she doesn't want me to continue)
"Mal, can you go fix your......problem?" Zoey asked, glancing down quickly then looking back up, he looked down and noticed what Zoey meant by problem.
"I'll be right back." He muttered, he walked to the bathroom and when he had fixed his problem, he washed his hands and walked back to the folding screen. What he saw shocked him a little, nothing had changed much except Zoey's legs were trembling and there was a medium sized hickey on her neck. (I won't tell her about that until later)
"Come here." Zoey said, he walked over to her and she buttoned up the rest of his shirt, then she turned around.
"I guess we now know why she probably didn't notice any pain." Zoey whispered.
"Yeah." He said. (That hickey is not going away anytime soon) when he finished untieing the laces of her corset he walked back to the other side of the folding screen. (She's going to kill me)
"Mal what's wrong?" He heard Zoey ask, he looked over to where he heard her voice and saw Zoey walking towards him.
"Nothing's wrong, though you might want to look in the mirror." He said, Zoey looked at him questioningly and walked over to the mirror that was in the room. Once Zoey saw what was on her neck, she turned around and glared at him. (That glare has gotten better and she hasn't glared at me in awhile)
"Mal, what is this on my neck?" Zoey asked, as she walked over to him.
"A hickey." He answered. (I've got a feeling that if I don't answer honestly, I'm going to wish I was back in juvie)
"Why is it there?" Zoey asked.
"I got carried away." He answered, and Zoey growled.
"How long is it going to stay there?" Zoey asked.
"I don't know...awhile." He answered. (That's the first time I've done that)
"Mal, we're here for a game show, we're filming us here and once the video from those cameras are showed on tv, people are going to be curious on why I have a hickey. People are probably think this engagement ring is the real deal and not just a dare. I don't know about yours but my family would be furious if I got engaged now, not only that but the hickey would imply we had sex too." Zoey said, she didn't sound angry anymore, he sighed and made Zoey sit at the edge of the bed and he sat down next to her.
"I don't think I've ever said this  but I'm sorry, I didn't know that would happen....I got carried away and I was curious......that was the first time I had done that." He apologized, and Zoey gave him a tiny smile.
"It's alright, you're forgiven." Zoey said.
"If you want to you can leave one on me....you know to make it fair....I guess." He replied. (Why did I say that) Zoey stared at him in what he guessed shock before moving closer to him. Then she started suck and bite the right side of his neck, after a few minutes Zoey stopped and kissed his jawline, right below his earlobe before moving back to her original spot.
"Thank you." Zoey whispered.
"You're welcome." He whispered back. (That felt really good, was it like that for her) he was shocked when she kissed his jawline at the end.
"Goodnight Mal." Zoey said, and got into the bed since they were on her side of it. He nodded his head but before he walked over to his side of the bed, he walked over to the mirror to look at the hickey Zoey gave him. It was a medium sized hickey like Zoey's but it was darker, so it was probably going to be there for longer than Zoey's. He walked over to his side of the bed and got in, and quickly fell asleep.
                  Mike pov
"What's going on?" He asked.
"What do you mean Mike?" Svetlana asked.
"What's going on between Mal and Zoey?" He asked. (Am I losing her)
"It looks to me like they're a few days away from becoming a couple." Vito said.
"I'd give it a couple of days." Chester replied.
"You two are not helping." Svetlana said.
"We're only pointing out the obvious." Vito replied.
"What's obvious is that got a little curious." Manitoba said.
"Didn't they point that out.....you know that they were curious?" He asked.
"Yes and don't you two say anything about that neck kissing lasting too long, they got carried away." Svetlana answered, while warning Vito and Chester.
"Fine, but I still think by the end of this, Mal will be the one dating Zoey." Vito said.
"How about we change the topic." Svetlana suggested.
"To what?" He asked. (There is probably something else we could talk about but I'm more worried about Zoey)
"How about those journals?" Svetlana asked.
"Those journals is going to make Chris have to change the age rating on the show." Chester commented.
"They are getting a little graphic." Manitoba agreed.
"How bad do you all think it's going to get?" He asked.
"How graphic the journals are going to get or how they're going to end?" Manitoba asked.
"Both." He answered.
"Well if the details with the next entries are like the ones they just read, then the......maturity level is probably going to be for adults. And we already know the background of the mansion so there isn't a happy ending." Svetlana answered.
"Look, Mal is waking up." Vito commented, everyone looked at the mirror which wasn't blank anymore.
"Let the day begin." He said. (Zoey, be careful....you probably think Mal as a friend and hopefully not something more)