Runaway

*Violet's POV*

I stretched awake the next morning, the happiest I’d ever been in my whole life. While I knew it wouldn’t last, I couldn’t help the smile that was plastered firmly on my face. I had fallen asleep in his arms--one of the best feelings I’d ever had--woken up for some insane, dream-like sleepy sex, fallen back asleep in those perfect arms, and awoken in a universe where everything was perfect--even if just for now. As I got dressed, I could hear and smell that he was making breakfast. Immediately embarrassed at the bare necessities he would’ve found in my kitchen, I peeked around the corner of the hallway to the kitchen.

There he was in my kitchen. In my boxers and a tshirt that barely fit him. Making me breakfast. My knees weakened and when his bright green eyes raised to meet mine, a firm smirk on his face, I had to bite my lip to keep back the whine. Fuck, he was so damn sexy. The shirt perfectly outlined his just-big-enough pecs and biceps and the shorts, well….they showed off that cute ass and barely hid what else I knew was in there....
He was watching me oggle over him, and I certainly didn’t care.

“You hungry, or you just going to make me blush all day?”

I just continued to bite on my lip and walked up behind him, putting my arms around his waist as he finished up the food. Since he couldn’t see me, I closed my eyes and inhaled, pretending all sorts of things I shouldn’t. Not able to stop myself, my hands floated south and palmed him through the boxers, making him jump.

The spatula clattered onto the stove top as Zack grabbed for the counter, “Jesus christ, Vi--” He leaned back against me, but grabbed my wrists away. When he turned quickly to tell me we should eat, I gave him my big, innocent eyes, “This won’t take long.”

Falling to my knees, I pulled him through the hole in the tight boxers and into my mouth. I was definitely addicted to the specific noises he made when I went down on him--they were slightly different, even more desperate and loud. Tatted hands tightened at the countertop as I swallowed him and he groaned and flinched.

“You’re...definitely...right about...that--fuck--” He made the most gorgeous sound I’d ever heard as his body tightened and he let go, coating my mouth with his release, “Holy fuck…” Zacky breathed out as I tucked him back in and stood up, pecking him on the cheek.

“Breakfast looks good,” I beamed before leaning into his chest, biting my lip again, still not done teasing him, “Tastes good, too.”
He rolled his eyes and chuckled, turning back around to put what was in the pan onto two plates, “Good god, woman…”

After breakfast, Vengeance got me back in the shower. He was the one on his knees now, face buried in my crotch. Moving my leg so that my thigh rested on his shoulder, his soft pink tongue flicked out over my clit and my fingers tightened in his wet hair. His strong hands moved insistently over my body, further heating me up.

“Touch me, Zack--” I begged, only to have him stop and make me look down at him.



Bright green eyes danced up at me as he placed kisses teasingly over my skin,
“No, baby. Come with only my mouth, and you’ll be rewarded with my cock.”

Holy crap.

Zacky started again and his amazing tongue flicked and prodded until I was yelling his name off the bathroom walls. As I was attempting to recover, I was whirled around and filled from behind in a hot second.
My mouth dropped open, but I was too pleasured for words. I’d never get tired of the feeling of him inside me, satisfying my every need.

“Violet--” Calloused fingers gripped my hips and pulled them back in rhythm with his thrusting hips. The angle was absolute perfection and once again I was almost embarrassed at how fast I came again.
Don’t be embarrassed, Violet, I reminded myself.

I was pathetically melting down the tile when Zacky turned me around into his welcoming arms. They felt so good around me, bright and strong and jesus, now he was pushing me up the fucking wall with those arms. They bulged as he held me up and I couldn’t help but stare.
Vengeance smirked as he found me again, fucking up into me as I bounced in his embrace. My arms tightened around his neck and I whimpered into his neck. I started biting and licking, trying to convey how good he was making me feel. This made him groan deeply back and curse under his breath. The second after I shook around him, he pulled out and put me down. I whined high as I watched him stroke himself through his climax, his come landing mostly on my stomach in a hot display.

Before I could tell him how hot that was, how hot he was, I was being pulled up against that beautiful deathbat again and kissed desperately……

******Zacky’s POV*****

This woman made me come harder than I ever had in my life, good lord. I struggled to breathe as I recovered. Thank god she was tiny, I loved holding her up and fucking her like that but I wasn’t a big enough guy to be able to pull that off with very many girls. Good thing it had worked, I wasn’t sure it was going to but I couldn’t help myself.

Under the steamy, hot shower she was so fucking sexy. Every time she ran her hands through those purple curls my dick twitched. But apparently he’d had enough for this morning because I didn’t get hard again--despite how much more we made out before the shower was over. This was fine with me, though, I wanted to get on with the day and actually spend time with her.

Time like last night, holy fucking christ. Every little detail I found out about her just made me want to know more, made me want her more. Whatever switch that had been starting to malfunction in my life when I first met her was now completely failing and I did not care at all--about Megs, about getting caught, about falling "in love" all over again. I wanted Violet right now and that’s all that fucking mattered. If my marriage fell apart or somehow repaired itself, that was for later--this was now. I didn’t think about anything past today, about anything other than being with her. That middle-of-the-night romp...holy hell was that hot. I basically woke up in the middle of having sex, which was awesome. And then the second we were done, that beautiful head of hair laid right back up against my chest and right back to sleep.

She drove us to the beach, in a different purple bikini and sarong over it. It was a gorgeous day and we absent-mindedly held hands in the car. Violet seemed to like the food at Kokomo’s and commented on the atmosphere...I think. I was a little distracted by her outfit, still thinking way too much about what she had told me the previous night. There’s no way...they looked so good...get ahold of yourself, Vengeance! You’re not fucking 15 anymore, fucking A.

They had margaritas, so I bought us a couple and we headed out towards the water. While I didn’t really want to keep my hands to myself, I could tell it made her nervous so I was a good boy.
....Until she took off the sarong and put down her drink and started running full sprint towards the waves. Oh, she was in for it now!

I caught up with her just as she got into a couple of feet of water and I tackled her. Making sure I landed in the water and sand and she was on top, we both laughed and smiled at one another flirtatiously. She shyly tried to shove me away, but I pulled her into my lap, grinning up at her, “C’mon, nobody’s very close by…” I had to taste her lips again.

Violet gave in, letting my lips pry hers open as she fell closer into my lap and my arms, pressing against my hardening arousal. As much as I wanted her, I knew we’d have time later, so I tested my feats of strength again. Planting my feet, I managed to stand up with her in arms and I heard the excited whimper I’d been hoping for.

“Jesus, Zack…” She breathed and fanned herself, “Maybe stop it with the impressing me...I don’t think I can take it anymore…”
At least she was honest.

I smirked at her, grabbed her hand and led her further out into the water. We enjoyed the sun for a little while, the water, one another. I asked more regular date sort of questions like about her family and stuff. She asked about mine. It eventually got to the point where it was pretty clear neither of us could stand being there any longer, so she drove us back.

There Violet was, falling apart on the couch as I crouched on the ground, tasting her. I loved her this way, so physically vulnerable and reacting so easily to my touch. I’d made her come again with my tongue and again with my fingers. Now I had one in her back door as I licked at her. The way her body writhed so freely, owning her own sexuality so sensually...fuck I was so hard. But we’d get to me later. Or so I had thought.
Violet came extra loudly that time, practically sobbing my name as I smirked up at her. The second she was done, though, there was an angry knock and shouting at my door.

“Vengeance!! I know you’re in there!!! We need to talk, buddy!!!”
Oh, fuck, it was Brian!
Violet flushed a deep red and covered her mouth with both hands. After the initial shock passed, I sat up over her and made her look at me, “Don’t worry. I will handle this.”

Very pissed at currently being cock-blocked, I swung the door open, my eyes firing at my best friend. His eyes moved past me and to where Violet cowered on the couch and I moved to block him--not wanting anything to bother her. Brian yanked me by the hand outside and shut her door.



“Just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?!?” He hissed at me as I folded my arms over my puffed out chest.

“None of your goddamn business.”

“Zack, I love you man, but seriously. You have a wife and child at home so why the fuck are you here…” He pulled a hand down over his face, “Dude, I get it that she’s hot and you guys hit it off, but you know you shouldn’t be here.” Syn glared and I held my ground.

“You’re my best friend, Bri,” I seethed through clenched teeth, “But I might have to end you if you don’t fuck off, turn around right now, and keep this to yourself. You have no idea what she did to me.” I was as surprised as Gates when my eyes misted over. I thought I was over that, but apparently I was still pretty mad at Meaghan.

This made Syn pause, giving me a questioning look, “What she did? She miscarried, Zack. What is this about?”

Now my resolve began to crumble as my eyes fell. I shifted nervously, “Megs...wouldn’t talk to me. She wouldn’t even look at me. We were supposed to be in this together.”
“Oh, man…” Brian shook his head and pinched his nose, putting his sunglasses on his head, “Look...I’m not saying that wasn’t mean, but who knows what she was feeling. It’s tough losing a baby, and I know you guys were really looking forward to it...but you have to go home, man. And you gotta let this thing with Violet go.” I could hear the sympathy in his voice, but it didn’t make it hurt any less.

“I don’t want to.” I mumbled like the hurt child I felt like. Our weekend together had been so amazing, so happy.

“I know,” He patted my shoulder, “But I’m not leaving here without you.” His eyes met mine and I knew he was right. The realization went straight to my heart, breaking it that I had to leave Violet. She’d been so incredible, she’d let me in, she’d comforted me.

“Fuck.” My shoulders slumped and Brian knocked on the door for me. When her beautiful face appeared, Gates led me in front of him into her apartment. I went to change my shirt from where it still lay crumpled up on her bedroom floor and she followed. Brian mentioned we had two minutes and I wanted to bash his face in.

After I changed, I tried to figure out what to say to her. She was such an angel, though, that she did it for me. Stepping closer, she put a hand to my face, “I get it,” She smiled sadly, “I had an amazing time, Zack.” Violet kissed my cheek and pecked my lips, “I’ll never forget it. Go home to her, though. She doesn’t deserve this.”
I knew she was right. I took her hand in mine and squeezed, leading her back out to the living room.

Apparently Brian wasn’t just going to let me leave. He put his hands up with a loud sigh, eyes darting between us. Suddenly I felt like a scolded teen and narrowed my eyes at the jerk.

“Look, you guys know this can’t happen, right? I’m sorry but this isn’t fair to Megs, or either of you. The more times you do this, the harder it’s going to be on you two, you have to know that.” His voice was full of concern and I just motioned him towards the door with my eyes. Syn relented and headed that way. I met Violet’s eyes, my chest tightening further. Knowing if I stayed one more second I’d get too emotional, I kissed her cheek, my voice cracking,

“See ya round, kid.”

******

Brian knew better than to say anything for awhile, letting me shed a couple of tears and stare out the window. Finally, I had to admit it.

“I have no idea what to do, Bri.”
He patted my knee, “The first thing you have to do is talk to Meaghan. Find out why she ignored you, explain to her why that hurt you, but Zack--whatever you do, do not ever tell her where you were.”
I rolled my eyes and chortled sadly, “No shit.”
I could tell by the look on Syn’s face that he understood the gravity of the situation and was doing his best.

“Thanks, Brian.”
“Anytime, ya horny little fucker.”

****

I put my key in the front door and braced myself. Fuck, her parents were still here. They were all in the living room and turned to look at me, all staring and mouths open. Eventually my mother-in-law snapped into action, pulling on my father-in-law's arm.

“Honey, there you are!” She hugged me, but then started gathering her things, “We’ll, um, leave you guys to your evening! Goodnight!”

I ran my hand through my hair after waving them good bye as I walked over to my son. Picking him up and kissing his cute little cheek longingly, I headed for the stairs as Meaghan’s piercing eyes stayed narrowed on me, “I’ll be right back. I’ll put him down.”

As I sat Ness in his crib, I hung my head...and cried.

How could I do this to her? To him? Fuck, it was so stupid...when I stopped and raised my eyes, his matching ones stared innocently at me. His little hand reached out for me and made me smile.
“Don’t worry, little guy,” I put a finger through the bars so he could hold onto it, “We’ll get through this.”

Wiping my eyes, I made myself stand up and leave the room, quietly closing the door behind me.

Meaghan lay curled up on the floor right where she had been before. Her wide brown eyes finally raised to mine as I sat on the floor next to her.
“Where were you?” She asked quietly.
I looked over her sadly, “I just...had some thinking to do, Megs. Why did you wall me off like that? I know you were hurting, but so was I. You have any idea what that felt like, when the one that’s supposed to be there for you through everything isn’t there when you need them the most?”

“Yeah, Zack!! I do!!” She suddenly exploded back at me, tears bursting in her pretty brown eyes as she scrambled up away from me and to sit at the other end of the couch. Her knees folded up as she hooked her arms around them, “I’m sorry I cut you off, Z, but you weren’t supposed to leave! You were supposed to be there for me, when I finally could talk to someone, look at someone. I just lost something that meant the world to me! That baby was the answer! It was saving our marriage and now what are we supposed to do, Zack!?!”

I never could take her crying very well, her face was just so perfectly angelic, it broke me when she did it. Right now I was frozen in my tracks, having no idea what to say.

“Exactly.” Her eyes fell and I inwardly cursed, “I couldn’t do anything for another half a day, Zacky. I didn’t say a word until this morning. They say that’s pretty normal when miscarrying, actually. I couldn’t deal with it when it happened, and I definitely couldn’t deal with it when my own husband left me.”

Shit. “Megs, c’mon, I didn’t leave you, I mean, not like,” I forced myself to stop rambling and took a breath, “I’m sorry, I really am. You’re right, I should have stayed. It really hurt that you wouldn’t even look at me, and that’s why I left, but it was just to blow off steam. I didn’t want to say anything I’d regret and I knew my parents would look after you. But I should have stayed. I’m really sorry, Meaghan. But we can get past this--there’s no reason we can’t still--”

“Where were you, Zack?” She interrupted me, finally looking at me again. The tone in her voice gave me chills. She totally knew.

“I told you, I just had to blow off steam--”
“What does that mean, steam? Where did you go, Z?!?” Meaghan stood up and I swallowed hard. I’d never had to lie straight to her face before.

“I went to a bar, drank myself silly, got a room for the night. Took a walk on the beach today to clear my head.” My eyes totally gave me away. I couldn’t do it. I tried to keep my gaze on her while I said the lie, but they wavered and she caught it.
“You’re lying.”
“I’m not lying! I just had to get away--”

“You slept with someone else!!” She inhaled in shock, balling her fists as she shot daggers at me, “You ran straight into some whore’s arms!! How’d it feel, Zack?!?”

“Meaghan!!” I shouted. Trying to calm down from the idea that she was calling Violet a whore, I forced myself to breathe, “It’s not like that! I did no such thing!”

She started to pace and I started to panic as I lost control of the situation, “I mean, that’s what I was worried about this whole time, but to actually see it in your face--” Her hands covered her mouth as she started to cry again.

“Motherfucker!!” I slammed my fist down on the couch and then looked at her when she jumped, “Fine! I cheated! It feels goddamn awful! Was it worth it? Absolutely not! I did run into the arms of another woman, a stranger, and I’d give anything in this world to take it back, babe! I’m so sorry and I understand that you must feel hopeless, but we can work on this. We’ll see somebody if we have to, but we have to try and fix this!” I was a little surprised at my own tirade, I honestly wasn’t sure how much I even cared until that point.

“Get out.”

“What?! This is my house!”
“It’s our house, Zack! Or was! GET. OUT!!!” She threw a pillow at me as she choked back a scream.
“Honey, c’mon, please! You gotta give me another chance--”
“I don’t have to do anything, Zack! Get the fuck out!”

We both stopped and sighed when we heard Tennessee’s cries. She pointed at me angrily, “I’m going to him, but when I come out, you better not be here.”
I stared slack-jawed as she stormed off.
Then I got angry.

I stormed upstairs and threw a bag together. Who did she think she was? Well, you did fucking cheat on her. Your wife. I calmed, sadly, and went to get my bathroom stuff.
After years of touring I was an incredibly efficient packer and not too much later I was heading down the hallway to see Ness. She came out and stopped me.

I put up my hands in surrender, “Can I please just say goodbye to him? He is my son.”
She mumbled ‘five minutes’ and shuffled downstairs. I didn’t want to admit this was the end, I hoped it wasn’t--that she was just mad--but it felt like it.

Even though he was beginning to drift off, I had to hold him in my arms.



“Daddy?” Ness reached towards my face with his tiny hand and I soothed a hand over his blonde curls.
“Hey, bud...Daddy’s gonna be gone on and off for a little while. I love you so much, though…”
He wrapped his little arms around my neck and I couldn’t help but let more tears fall. What a fucking mess I’d made. It was my bed, though, and I had to lie in it.

My wheels couldn’t help where they went. I tried to justify it, to tell myself it was over and I might as well….but just as I was walking up to her doorstep...I finally made myself turn around.

I didn’t call Brian, so when he answered the door with a yawn, his eyes got wide with surprise, and then filled with sympathy.

“Dude…” He let me in, “She kicked you out?”

I nodded, my eyes on the floor. Brian led me to one of their guest bedrooms. He was shirtless and in sweatpants, “Dude, it’s like 9.” I tried to laugh.

He raised a brow, “You don’t know what I was doing. Maybe we were having sex.”
“Well, you’d deserve it for cock-blocking me earlier. And no you weren’t.”

He crossed his arms and leaned on the doorframe, “You need to talk about it?”
“No.”
“You need a drink?”
“Yes.”

The nice scotch he had felt so good when the warmth spread over me. We both leaned back in lounge chairs on his deck, staring up at the stars as we drank silently. Brian gave me a long time to sort my thoughts, but eventually instead of letting me start, he started.

“So does she know?”
“I told her I cheated. Told her it was a stranger, though. If she knew, I don’t think I’d be living right now.”
“That’s true.” He chuckled lightly.
“The second I told her, I realized just how much I suck. Why would I do this? I mean, there’s just too much at stake. I can’t just let this go, let it end. We have a son together and he doesn’t deserve this, parents that are separated…” I rambled on, “But she was so pissed, I knew I wasn’t going to talk her down. At first I figured we’d just sleep on it, ya know, in different rooms or some shit. But then she yelled until I left. I’m not sure how I’m going to convince her I want to work this out.”

“Is that what you want?” My best friend looked sideways over at me.
I gave him a weird look back, “Of course. We were doing fine before I fucked it up.”

“No, you were doing fine until she miscarried.” He corrected me and I knew he was right, “How long do think you would’ve held out on miss purple hair if she hadn’t?”

I thought back to just days ago when Meaghan and I were tight again and loving and having tons of sex again...and how much that hadn’t mattered the second Violet had shown up at the pool party. I couldn’t believe that was just yesterday...so much had happened…
“Fair enough…” I grumbled, taking a longer sip of the brown liquor.

Brian swung his legs over the side of the chair and sat up, staring straight at me as he leaned over on his elbows. Oh, fuck. I hated that look on his face. It was time to get real and I wasn’t ready for it.

“Zack, if you really cared for Meaghan the same way you used to, enough to make this work, do you really think you’d be spending so much time thinking about another woman, and do what you did this weekend? I know you pretty well, Zacky. You wouldn’t be here having this conversation with me. You’d be at home, with your wife, trying to work this shit out for real.”

******

Notes

Ever had that middle of the night sex? Holy fuck it can be so good...

The Daddy Zacky moments....I'm crying....

And BRIAN with the truth bomb! Dang. That one was Larisa's idea, along with the help she always gives me, lol! She's so close to updating Dear God and I'm SO EXCITED! *clappy hands*

So what happens now???
Love to hear from all of you!! Please comment, I love them! Thanks for reading!