Chapter 6: "Alone again (Slightly PG 13)."

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Nana kicked her feet off the white couch while her head laid on Zanes lap. He gently stroked her, his fingers running through her silky bubblegum hair as they watched a horror-romance, something they had both like. Nathan was at a sleep over with the Valkrum's for the aftermath of the birthdays, meaning that they had to whole night to themselves. A whole night. To. Themselves.

They worn their "1# Aarmau Shipper" and "2# Aarmau Shipper" as it reminded them of that sweet moment of first watching their Netflix and Chill together.

"I missed this," Nana purred, changing positions. Now her legs were pressed against her chest and locked by her arms but her head was leaned up against Zane's left shoulder.

"Me too," Zane agreed, smoothly lifting his arms and wrapping his left arm around the Meif'was petite waist.

The credits scene was almost near, so Zane paused it.

"Time for bed." He yawned.

"Why..? We just got started.." Nana yawned. "Besides, you don't have to talk to me as a kid.."

"Nana, we watched 3 2 hourlong movies, some games, and baking. Aren't you tired?" He said in a thick, exhausting voice.

"Well yeah.. fine. But I'll go to bed only if you carry me." she said, laying down on the couch as her husband raised up from his spot. The Meif'wa falled into his place as him- her comfort went away.

"I'm not carrying you, you have legs." Zane shrugged, beginning to walk up the stairs, leaving his wife alone.

"You'll come back when you need me!" Nana pouted.

After a few mintues of pure loneliness without Nana's presence, Zane finally gave in and carried his cheeky wife into bed.

He kissed her as she laid down. Surprisingly, it didn't stop there. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed back his exposed lips without his mask. He placed his hands on her curved waist before deeping the kiss. Zane leaned into her, moving her arms above her head to gain more leverage.

They stopped to breathe.

Zane loosen his grip off of her right wrist and stretched his arm to their bed table, grabbing "the item."

The Meif'wa declined it, grasping it with her teeth out of Zane's touch and spited it onto the floor.

"Are you sure you want to do this?.."

"I love you." Dodging the question and skipping onto the much "fun" things.

He muffled a "I love you too" as they went back for another lustful kiss.

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