You Think You've Got It, Don'tcha?

It was a few hours and I had woken up, looking at the alarm clock on the night stand. The clock had read that it was about 4 o’ clock. Which meant that Zack would be here soon. Which also meant that I had a little more time to sleep. I loved my sleep. I wouldn’t give it up for just anyone. Since I had woken up I automatically got uncomfortable. I laid there, staring at the ceiling and folded my arms over my stomach, patiently waiting. An hour had passed and I still laid there. I hadn’t moved from my position. I had actually gotten comfortable again and refused to move. Some time had passed and I hummed quietly. I instantly shot up when someone knocked on the door. After groaning, I got up, and I raced down the spiral staircase to the door and I opened it. When I saw it was Zack I jumped into his arms, smothering his face in kisses and tears started streaming down my face and it eventually turned into gross sobbing. He was here, he was finally here. After I calmed down, Zack rubbed my back and ran his hand over my hair. “I’m here, it’s okay.” He repeated over and over. He kept a hold of me and he walk back upstairs, laying me down and laying beside me. After we were situated he pulled my close and covered me up, rubbing the back of my legs. “I’m not going anywhere.” He whispered into my ear. His voice sent shivers down my body and I buried my face in his neck, kissing at it softly. “You better not.” I mumbled against his skin. He tightened his grip around me, pulling me even closer to him. He ran his hand up and down my leg with a nod. I was starting to relax into him. He hummed softly and smiled into my hair. “This is the first time I’ve ever felt like… This.” He said. I looked up at him. “How do you feel right now?” I asked. “Better than how I felt with Gena, or by myself.” He blushed and looked down at me, chuckling softly. I ran my hands up his stubbled cheeks and I patted them gently, nodding. “I can say the same, y’know.” I said. He rolled his eyes, nuzzling my hair. I was serious. This was serious. “Mhm.. Sure.” He stated. I raised a brow, looking at him. “If I wasn’t serious I wouldn’t be here. I’d still be in Nebraska.” I said. “I wouldn’t be here at all.” He bit his lip and smiled sadly. “I love you.” I added, then I kissed his lips, kissing down to his chin softly. He kissed me back then gasped, looking at me again. “W-What?” He asked. I nodded. “I love you. And you only. And I really don’t care how that makes me sound, because it’s true.” I said, then shrugged, looking down. He tilted my head up, placing his hands on my cheeks and kissed me passionately, moving his hands to wrap his arms around me once again, and pulled me against him. I kissed him back just as passionately, snaking my hands up his chest to wrap my arms around his neck. He gently pushed his tongue inside my mouth, running his tongue over each inch of my mouth slowly. I let out a small moan, running my fingers through his hair as he lightly wicked on my tongue, flicking the tip of his tongue over the roof of my mouth. He turned onto his back and pulled me onto his lap and I ground my hips against his. He groaned into the hallow of my mouth and pulled his mouth from mine to catch his breath and he ground his hips up against mine roughly. I pulled back and moved my mouth to his neck again, burying my face in it and I kissed it gently. “F-Fuck me.” I moaned against his neck. I sucked at it, leaving a dark hickey and bit at it again. His hands roamed to the hem of my jogging pants and he nodded, pushing them down my legs and he tossed them onto the floor. He pushed my panties aside and positioned himself, guiding my hips down onto his length and he let out a low moan. I moved my lips to his mouth and he slid his tongue into my mouth again, swirling the tips of our tongues together and he moaned into the kiss. I sucked on his tongue gently, moving my hands to his shoulders and he moved his hands as well to pull my shirt over my head and off, tossing it to the floor along with my pants, and I reached around, unclasping my bra and I tossed it as well. His thrusts slowed down after a moment and he moaned again, sliding his hands up my back slowly. I moved my hips in time with his thrusts and moaned with him and he rolled us over to change positions and he buried his face in my neck, thrusting harder into me while muffling his groans into my neck. I placed my hands on his back and wrapped my legs around his waist, pushing my hips up with a loud moan. He pulled almost completely out and then rammed himself back into me, hitting my spot and he kept a steady pace. I let out a loud moan, and I dug my fingertips into his back, thrusting my hips up in time with his. “F-Fuck, mmm!” I moaned out and he leaned down, kissing me roughly and deeply. He bit my lip, making me moan out again and he cupped my cheek, wrapping his other arm around me while thrusting harder into my spot, forcing me to moan out even louder. “Moan louder for daddy.” He commanded. I nodded and gasped and moaned again as he slid his hand between us and started to rub my clit in time with his thrusts and he moaned. “Oh, fuck!” I moaned. I bit my lip and I could feel myself tighten around him. “Come on baby, cum for me.” He said huskily. I pushed my hips up again and I bit my lip, whimpering quietly. “I-I’m close!” I moaned again loudly. At this point I was shaking. He added more pressure to my clit with his fingertips, sending me over the edge. I groaned, digging my nails deeper into his back and came, thrusting my hips against him slowly to ride out my orgasm and he grunted loudly, cumming with me. We were both breathing heavily and he stopped, laying his head on my chest. “You were amazing.” He breathed. I nodded in agreement and tried catching my breath. He leaned up and kissed my chest, trailing small kisses around my collarbone. “You’re so cute.” I mused. He looked up at me. “Stop talking about yourself.” He mumbled. I giggled, running my fingers through his hair and sighed contently. "We need to get going.." I said. He looked up at me. "I don't wanna.. I'm thinking about seeing if they could get a friend to come and fill in for me tonight." He said, scratching at his beard. "I mean.. Matt can play guitar...." He trailed off. I burst into a laughing fit, and then redeemed myself a moment after. "You know Matt isn't going to fill in for you." I know. He shrugged. "I was talking about my brother Matt." He said. I was completely unaware that he had a brother. "Oh.. I thought you were-" "I know babe. Just. Relax, because this isn't anything you really need to be worrying about and you have your job and everything that's more important than this." "I know. Do you think that they would give me time off? I need to have a week's notice and this happened so fast." I admitted. He shrugged again. "They probably will if I talk to them." I grinned. "My manager would have a fit." I said. "She loves you guys.. And I don't want her to try to use me to try and get all cozy with you." "Nothing's gonna happen. I'm not leaving. Not now, not ever." He said. "I am here for you. And you only." He said, kissing my collarbone. This was nice. Not just the sex, that was nice too. But just being able to lay here with him and talking like we used to. It was so much better now since we hadn't seen each other in a while. It pulled us closer, and it proved that he would do nearly anything just to be with me. Even if that meant calling his brother to fill in for him. "What are you going to say when they ask you why you need Matt to sub?" I asked. "I'll tell them you're sick." He stated. " You have a bad cold and I need to take care of you for a few days. I'll split my check with him. Not like he doesn't get paid or anything. He makes my bow ties. He owns a little bow tie factory." He said. I arched my brows a little and nodded. "Sounds fair." I agreed. He nodded. "Right." He ran his hands up and down my bare thighs. I had showered before we skyped, so that meant shaving. And shaving meant smooth legs and.. Y'know. "Go ahead and call them." I said, handing him his phone. He took it, dialing Brian's number and put it on speakerphone. "Hello?" I heard after a few rings. "Yeah. It's Zack. Ry's not doing so good, and she needs me to stay here and take care of her for a few days.." He trailed. "Do you think you could do me a solid, and try to get Matt to fill in for me, since he knows all my shit and he's already there with you guys? Tell him I'll give him my pay from the next few shows he fills." There was a long pause, and he finally responded. "I'll just give the phone to Matt. He's chilling with the other Matt and Jimmy right now." He said. There was another moment of silence and it was broken by the sound of Zack's brother. "Yo." He said. "Matt, I need you to do me a solid." Zack said. "My girlfriend's sick, and I need to stay here and take care of her." "What do I get out of it?" he asked. Zack sighed. "My paycheck for the next few nights that you fill. Not like I have all this money in a bank account anyways. I'll live. So do you think you can do it?" "Yeah, yeah. I can do it. You owe me." he said. "What the hell! I'm literally paying you to do this for me, you little shit." Zack said. I heard Matt laugh and I grinned. "I know. Yeah, I'll fill. Tell your girlfriend to get better so you can come back." "She's working on it. I'll talk to you later." He said before hanging up. "Looks like we're in the okay zone." I stated. He nodded. "Looks like we've got more time to..." He drug out, and then whispered. "Frick." I burst out laughing again, and I leaned down to kiss his cheek. "We've got more time to sleep. You wore me out, and I'm tired and a tad sore." I admitted. "I made you sore? Want me to kiss it and make it feel better?" He smirked. "Mmm. I wouldn't mind if you did. But maybe you can do that tomorrow." I said, leaning over to turn off the bedside lamp. It was dark, but the sun was already starting to peek through the curtains. "It's sleepy time." "Sleepy time." He nodded. He rolled off of me and he laid beside me, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. “Baby?” He asked. I looked up at him. “Yeah?” “I love you too.”

Notes

Alright I understand that the format is messed up and that's because my computer is being a dick, so you'll have to bear with me here. Anyways, here's an update. If you would like to read the proper version of this, here you go. http://www.mibba.com/Stories/Read/550191/You-Think-Youve-Got-It-Dontcha/29/