Crazy For You

“…You’re funding this school in preparation for your future child to enroll here? I thought you said you didn’t want kids,” I teased him as I sat down on the bunk bed.

“I don’t. This cursed bloodline dies with me,” Zak spat without bothering to hide the malice in his voice.

Apparently, my joke wasn’t to his taste.

He sat down next to me on the bed and leaned his head on my shoulder. His soft blond hair tickled my cheek and I smiled in bliss. If I knew this place still existed and preserved this way, I would have begged for Zak to bring me back here sooner and very often.

“What are your plans? You do have plans for today, right?” I asked as I played with his light blond curls.

I love Zak’s hair and how it feels as I run my fingers through them. He would snuggle closer to me whenever I did.

“Do you think you’d still fit in your school uniform?” Zak asked reminiscing.

“I’m…honestly not sure…” I replied honestly. It’s not like I gained a lot of weight or anything, but I haven’t worn my school uniform for many years.

“There’s only one way to find out!” Zak declared as he sprung up from the bed.

A knot formed in my stomach as I started to have a very bad feeling about all this. Zak walked over to the closet and pulled out what seemed to be my old school uniform. How did it end up here? I must have left it here back in the days.

“No…no…no…” I started protesting as I held up my hands in self-defense.

“Please…please…please! How can I possibly miss out on seeing you in your school uniform now that we’re back here?” Zak pleaded as he got on his knees beside me and hugged my waist.

I rolled my eyes at him. Sometimes I think he forgets that he’s supposed to be the older one out of the two of us. I looked away from his puppy-eye gaze, trying to keep my resolve firm. I am not wearing my old school uniform.

“I refuse. I am not wearing that…” I said stressing hard on the word ‘not’.

“Why not?” Zak asked with a clueless face.

“Because…it’s embarrassing. Now just put it away,”

“No way! After all the effort I put in to maintain our base and finding your old school uniform, you can’t even put it on for me?” Zak protested in his very sulky tone.

He can be so cute sometimes when he’s like this and I used to tease him all the time but getting me to wear my old uniform is a bit much. However, from past experiences his playful sulking could get real in no time. I glanced over at Zak who had just lain down flat on the floor in protest to my unwillingness to comply to his request.

“Did you tell Bryan about the base?” I asked, trying to change the subject.

“Stop talking about another guy when you’re with me…it’s getting annoying,” Zak replied as he shielded his eyes with the back of his hand.

I sighed out loud. This could get messier than I thought. The biggest risk in these situations is the probability of Black Zak appearing. I shivered at the thought. After a brief moment of silence between us, I admit defeat.

“Ok…I’ll wear it. So just cheer up already…” I said with resignation, holding out my hand to him for the uniform.

“Awesome! Let me help you get dressed!” Zak cried out excitedly as he sat up and started tugging at my clothes.

“Wait…no need to rush…” I said while laughing a little at him.

Zak undressed me enthusiastically, stripping me from the top down. Regardless of what was troubling him, he seemed happy and carefree right in this moment. I giggled as his hand slid under my shirt to tease my breasts and tummy a little before pulling up my shirt and removing it from my body. When my shirt was off, Zak turned my body around and hugged me from behind.

“Stop teasing me…” I said as I continued to giggle, and Zak joined me.

I couldn’t stop a sensual moan from escaping my lips when he ran the tip of his wet and warm tongue alone the side of my neck. His large hands cupped and squeezed my breasts on top of my bra and I squirmed around in his powerful arms.

Finally, he released me from his playful embrace before stripping me down to my underwear. His eyebrows furrowed a little as he seemed to contemplate something serious as he held me at arm’s length by my shoulders. I watched him curiously as he continued to eye my breasts, thinking hard.

“What are you thinking so hard about?” I asked as I glanced at his serious face.

“Hmm…whether to let you keep your underwear on or take them off…” Zak replied, his eyes still on my chest.

“What do you mean…?” I asked, confused.

“Let’s take them off. You walking around school in your uniform without any underwear on will fulfill one of my long-standing fantasies,” Zak stated firmly when he finally made up his mind.

“You never grow up, do you?” I teased.

“Isn’t this what you love about me?” Zak teased back as he flashed me his super model smile.

“That you’re crazy?” I asked amusedly.

Zak kissed my forehead tenderly before smile seductively at me. His golden eyes seemed to glow like fireflies in the night and I couldn’t look away.

“Crazy for you…” Zak whispered passionately.

I moaned softly when I felt his warm lips crush against my own hungrily. Holding my face in between his warm hands, Zak pushed his tongue firmly into my awaiting mouth. I felt the hot intrusion of his tongue and kissed him back greedily. I felt my whole body growing hot with need from just this one kiss.

Perhaps it was being in this place. Perhaps it was because I had my school uniform on. Regardless of what it is, I felt like I was transported back in time to the days when life was simpler…to the days when Zak was my everything.

--To be continued...