Little Runaway

Looking up from his spot on the couch when Brittney appeared on the steps, Zacky couldn't control the small groan that he elicited. There was something about seeing his girl dressed in his clothes, so utterly his that was intoxicating. He smirked, motioning for her to come closer to him. When she was close enough, he reached out, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist to pull her even closer. Zacky opened his legs so that she could stand comfortably between them. "I think you in my shirt is I fuckin' need for a surprise," Zacky growled, biting at his bottom lip. His gaze darkened as her began to play with the bottom of the shirt she wore. "Or does it get better from here?"

Zacky leaned back eventually, pulling Brittney down on the couch beside him. He grinned, leaning over to press a kiss to her temple. "I ended up with a calzone because I always forget how fucking delicious those bastards are until I have one," he commented quietly, watching as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I got you what the place calls a doppio zero. Mushrooms and sausage and it's the best goddamn thing you'll ever taste," he paused, smirking as he tilted his head to the side. "For the most part anyway. Not really your traditional pizza but it's my favourite place around either way. I hope you end up liking it."

Whatever reaction Brittney was expecting from Zacky when he saw her wearing his shirt, it wasn't the one she got. The smirk on his face made a blush rise on her cheeks as she moved closer to him and his words deepened it a little further. This sort of reaction for a t-shirt? She couldn't imagine the one she would get when he saw her in the lingerie she'd bought for him. For the first time ever, Brittney was actually eager for the activities she knew would happen later that night. "It gets a little better," she told him, a teasing tone to her voice. "At least I think so." She gave him a soft kiss before he was pulling her down to sit next to him on the couch.

"I've never heard of a doppio zero in my entire life, but I'm starving so it sounds delicious," Brittney said, laughing softly. "And you're Italian, so I trust you." She brought her legs up onto the couch, curling up against Zacky. This was so unfamiliar to her, being able to sit down on the couch and relax without hearing yelling or cursing. This was the type of life that Brittney had always wanted and since Zacky was the one to give it to her, she would always felt like she owed him something. But she didn't mind. Brittney knew that she was in love with Zacky and at this point she would likely do anything she needed to do to convince him to keep her around.

Zacky let out a small laugh as he leaned up, pressing a kiss to Brittney's jaw. It was moments like this that Zacky wished he could have each day. He knew he was messed up, he knew that it was fucked up the way that he let his anger take control so often in his life. He sighed, pushing the thoughts away as he wrapped an arm around Brittney's waist. He gave her a light squeeze. "The doppio zero is just the name of the pizza. It's got mushrooms and sausage on it," Zacky explained, resting his cheek against her head.

They sat in silence, Zacky not really paying much attention to the show that he had put on. When the doorbell rang, Zacky jumped, his head snapping around to eye the door. He groaned as he stood, shuffling forward. He paid the delivery driver and kicked the door shut with his foot. He turned to face Brittney, grinning a bit as he set the boxes down on the coffee table. "I'm going to grab a beer, did you want something to drink?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he began to back toward the kitchen.

Brittney could tell that Zacky was laughing at her because she didn't know what a doppio zero was, but she didn't care. This teasing, more affectionate side of Zacky was one she could get used to. "Well, either way, I'm sure it's delicious," she said, giggling when she felt his cheek against her head. He was such a different person now that they were home and it made her wonder if maybe if it was just the stress of being on tour that made him so volatile.

Brittney had gotten rather comfortable by the time the food arrived and so she was not too happy when Zacky had to move in order to pay the delivery driver. She stretched slightly as she sat up, her stomach growling as Zacky set the food down on the coffee table. "Uh, I'll take a beer too, if you have one to spare," Brittney said. While Zacky was grabbing the drinks, she couldn't help but open the box, grabbing one of the pre-cut slices of her pizza. Her doppio zero, apparently. She took a bite, cursing under her breath when she unsurprisingly burnt her tongue. Even so, it was still delicious, just like Zacky had told her it would be.

Zacky returned from the kitchen with two beers in hand, a small smirk on his face when he noticed the look on her face. "They're only a few minutes away. When the food does get here, it's usually piping hot," he teased quietly as he sat beside her. He set the beers down, reaching for the box the contained his calzone. When he opened it, he sliced off a piece before bringing it over to the plate that he had brought from the kitchen.

Taking a few bites of his food, he held it out to her carefully so that it wouldn't start dripping everywhere. "Here. Try it," He said, letting her take a bite of it before he continued eating. Halfway through the calzone, Zacky dropped what was left of the piece he had in his hand, on his plate and set it on top of the closed box. "Jesus, I'm stuffed," he groaned, rubbing his stomach for a moment. "After being on tour for so damn long, I start craving everything back home," Zacky said, letting out a small laugh. "It fuckin' sucks."

Brittney blushed slightly when Zacky teased her about the food being hot. Of course she knew it was hot, she wasn't stupid. But she was so hungry that she didn't really care. She popped the top off of the beer Zacky had gotten for her, taking a swig to try and cool down her tongue. When he held out a piece of his calzone on his fork, she leaned forward and took the bite, chewing it slowly. "It's pretty good," she said. She finished a little over half of her pizza before she decided she was full, closing her box and getting to her feet. "Here, I'll put the food in the fridge," she said.

Brittney took the food into the kitchen and put the boxes in the fridge. "You know what I'm craving?" she asked, plopping back down onto the couch next to Zacky. "Tomato soup and grilled cheese. It was just about the only food I could count on my mom to actually cook." Brittney only realized what she said after she said it. But she supposed Zacky would figure things out eventually. She was just normally private about her life because talking about it brought up memories she preferred to keep buried down deep.

Zacky didn't point out Brittney's hint at her past but he certainly did pick up on it. He filed the information in the back of his mind in case it may prove useful in the future. He reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, pulling Brittney close to his side. He started running his hand through her hair, quiet for a long moment after her comment. "I think I probably have tomato soup in the pantry. If we do, we can do that for lunch tomorrow." Seeing as he was planning on not leaving the house tomorrow, it seemed like a pretty good idea for lunch.

Humming, Zack started to sit up a bit. "I think a soak in the hot tub sounds wonderful," he said as he turned to her. He grinned, rasing an eyebrow. "What do you think, sweetheart?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he straightened, rolling his neck to help ease the tension in his shoulders.

Brittney perked up at the mention of having tomato soup for lunch tomorrow. It brought back some of the only good memories from her childhood and she was eager to create new good memories with Zacky. After the hectic tour and shopping today, it would be nice to spend a day or maybe even two just relaxing. In fact, Brittney was content to just relax on the couch right now, but Zacky seemed to have other ideas. "Um, I don't have a swimsuit," she said. "But we can still get in. I'll uh, swim in my underwear, I guess."

Hopefully, Zacky's backyard had enough privacy that no one would be able to see her. And from far away, her underwear might look like a bathing suit. "Maybe we're done soaking in the hot tub I can show you the surprise I bought for you at the boutique," Brittney said, following Zacky outside to his patio once they'd gotten a couple of towels. She waited until Zaky had started up the jets in the hot tub before she started to strip down to her underwear, draping her clothes over the chair where she'd placed her towel.

Zacky couldn't help but smirk a bit when Brittney mentioned simply wearing her underwear. He was happy that she seemed to be willing to enjoy herself. He knew how girls were, knew that they were usually skeptical about messing around while they were out side but he would get Brittney there eventually. Out in the privacy of his backyard was entirely different from where they had first slept together. Deciding that he should still wear a pair of swim trunks, Zacky headed up to his bedroom to change. He returned downstairs, smirking as he inched toward Brittney. Sliding his arms around her waist, he leaned in to kiss her gently.

Looking up from the hot tub when Brittney mentioned his surprise, Zacky couldn't help but smirk as he climbed into the hot tub, sinking beneath the water. He reached out, motioning for Brittney to join him. "Come here, darling. It's time for us to just enjoy each other's company," he commented, pulling Brittney close to him when she had finally climbed into the hot tub to join him. "And I can't wait," he growled, pressing his lips to hers in a heated kiss.

Brittney gingerly climbed into the hot tub when Zacky motioned for her, sighing softly as she sank down into the water. She barely had a second to enjoy it on her own before Zacky was pulling her close, adding another layer of heat as their bodies pressed together. She wasn't surprised at all when he kissed her, nor she was surprised at the intensity. Zacky had long since proven himself to be a physical person. And now that they were home, away from prying ears and eyes, Brittney was sure he would become more forceful with his advances.

And Brittney was such a people-pleaser that she would let him, especially since she knew how he could become. But maybe without the stress of tour, he wouldn't be so volatile. "It's so nice to have a little time to ourselves, you know, just the two of us," Brittney said, pulling away from Zacky enough to rest her chin on his shoulder. "So peaceful and relaxing."

Zacky's fingers still dug a bit too hard into Brittney's sides as she pulled away. It wasn't intentional, just a habit of his that he wasn't sure he would ever be able to break. Even as he had grown up, Zacky hadn't been very good at expressing himself. He knew how to with his hands, with his music, with his actions and little else. He let out a small sigh, nodding his head before he rested it against Brittney's head.

"No one to bother us. it is nice," he commented quietly, reaching up to run a hand through his hair. Zacky seemed hesitant for a moment, until he turned to fix Brittney with a heavy gaze. "Paparazzi can be a pain in the ass though. I'm sorry ahead of time because they'll start nagging you for any little bit of information that they can get, in hopes of having their next big story," he muttered, rolling his eyes at the thought. "It's total bullshit."

Brittney didn't miss the way Zacky dug his fingertips into her sides as she pulled away, but she simply chalked it up to him wanting to continue making out a little longer. When he started commenting about paparazzi, she frowned. She'd completely forgotten that Zacky's level of fame was likely to attract a little attention to him and now by extension, to herself. She wasn't entirely sure how she would react the first time she was approached by a member of the paparazzi.

"Knowing me I'll probably end up running away the first time they come after me," Brittney told him, managing a laugh. "And I heard that if you flip them off, they can't use the picture in any magazine or anything because it's obscene or something like that. But I dunno. You're the expert on that stuff, not me. Mr. Rockstar," she teased, giving him a peck on the cheek.

A smirk started to settle onto his features, only for Zacky to break out into laughter at Brittney's comment. He gave a shake of his head, reaching out to pull Brittney closer to him. "It's unlikely that they'll use the pictures but you are new to the scene," he said with a roll of his eyes. "So they might just blur it out so that they can say that they had the first picture of you," Zacky explained with a huff. "I'm sorry you're going to have to put up with them. They're rude, obnoxious, and nosy as fuck most of the time.

"But at least they're not going to be able to see every part of you," Zacky teased, dipping his fingertips beneath the fabric of her shirt. "Why don't you go put on that little surprise for me?" He suggested, raising an eyebrow. "I can't wait to see it," He murmured, running his tongue over his bottom lip. "Go on, darling."

Brittney frowned slightly when Zacky said that they might still use her pictures. She knew it came with the territory now that she was dating a famous rockstar, but that didn't mean she was comfortable with pictures of her being taken without her permission. She just hoped that once they had one or two, they wouldn't bother her as much anymore. Feeling Zacky's fingertips on her skin, Brittney shivered slightly. She knew things would head in this direction eventually.

"Uh yeah, sure, I'll be right back," Brittney said. She reluctantly stepped out of the hot tub, drying herself off with her towel before she headed inside. She dug through her bags, finding the lingerie set she'd picked out. It wasn't overly sexy, but it was still something Brittney hadn't ever pictured herself wearing and she hoped Zacky liked it. "Zacky," she called down the stairs. "Are you coming up? I've got your surprise ready for you." While she waited for him, Brittney went over to the bed, trying to find a position to lay in that might be sexy. Unfortunately, she didn't have any luck, so she just sat down on the edge of the bed.

Zacky groaned as he climbed out of the hot tub after Brittney had disappeared inside. He didn't bother to reach for the towel he had originally grabbed, knowing that he would dry off in a few moments anyway. It wasn't exactly like the Southern California air was anywhere near cold at this time of year. Heading into the kitchen, Zacky grabbed a beer from the fridge and popped it open. He took a sip, only to grin and pull the bottle away from his lips when Brittney called down to him. Of course he was going to head right up the stairs to unwrap his surprise. Smirking, Zacky trotted up the stairs with the beer hanging loosely from his finger tips.

Nudging open the bedroom door, Zacky let out a low whistle as Brittney came into view. Her outfit wasn't particularly revealing but still, it was the idea that she had bought it with the intention of wearing it for him that had his interest spiked. He closed the distance between them, leaning over to set the beer down on the nightstand. His attention turned to Brittney. "You look fuckin' beautiful," he growled, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss. Zacky wasn't messing around as he pressed his body against Brittney's pushing her back against the mattress.

In the minute or so that it took Zacky to reach the bedroom, Brittney found herself getting nervous. What if Zacky didn't like the lingerie she'd picked out? She knew that was an unlikely possibility, but Brittney was a naturally nervous person and she couldn't help it. Of course, the instant Zacky stepped into the room and let out a low whistle, Brittney felt silly for worrying at all. She watched as Zacky closed the distance between the two of them, looking up at him as he sat his beer down on the nightstand. She didn't even time to respond to Zacky's comment before he was kissing her roughly, pushing her back against the bed.

Brittney was perfectly content to let Zacky take his usual position of dominance as things progressed, but she saw no harm in letting her hands wander a little. She slipped one hand into his hair, taking a soft grip on the dark locks, and rested the other on his chest, feeling his heartbeat underneath her hand. He hadn't been out of the hot tub for very long and his skin was still warm to the touch. "So I take it you like your little surprise, then?" Brittney asked softly, pulling away from Zacky for a bit of air. She continued to run her fingers through his hair, placing a soft kiss to his jaw.

Zacky couldn't contain his smirk as Brittney pulled away to speak to him. He gave a small nod of his head as he dipped his head, nipping along her collarbone. "I love it, darling," he commented quietly, started a light trail of kisses down Brittney's clothed abdomen. When his face was even with her stomach, Zacky settled between her legs. While tonight, and most nights for that matter, were about him, he was not above pleasuring Brittney a bit. It would make her happy and keep her in line better. "Perhaps I should show my appreciation?" Zacky quipped, raising an eyebrow as he looked up to her.

Biting the thin material of her panties, Zacky dragged them down her thighs. He discarded them off of the side of the bed before kissing each of her thighs, deliberately staying away from her core. He wanted to hear her before he would deliver to her desires. Smirking, Zacky let out a breathe against her before he started trailing his kisses right back up her torso. Hovering above her lips, Zacky's eyes met hers. "Maybe I should take my time, hm?"

"Well I'm glad," Brittney said, a bit breathless as Zacky began to trail kisses down to her stomach. It was obvious what Zacky planned to do when he settled between her legs and Brittney was certainly a bit eager for him to get started. Over the past couple of months, Brittney had figured out that Zacky was a bit of selfish lover, so having things focused solely on her was a welcome change. "Y-Yeah, you should do that," Brittney stammered out. She bit her lip as she watched him remove her underwear, letting out a soft whine when Zacky only kissed her thighs before moving back up her torso. She really shouldn't have been surprised, she should have known he would tease her like this.

When Zacky asked if he should take his time instead, Brittney shook her head. She didn't want to be teased right now, she just wanted Zacky to get on with it. But she knew he wouldn't, not until he made her squirm. "Please," Brittney whispered. She leaned her head up slightly, pressing a few light kisses to Zacky's jaw. "Please Zacky, s-show me how much you appreciate me." She slipped a hand between their bodies, teasing her fingers just underneath the waistband of Zacky's jeans. "And then I'll show you how much I appreciate you."

Zacky couldn't help the way that he smirked when Brittney answered him. She wasn't the most skilled at dirty talk but hearing just such a simple request from her was enough to send blood rushing south. He gave a slight shake of his head when she uttered her plea, only for his eyes to darken as she continued. He let out a small groan, tilting his head to the side as he gave a jerk of his hips. "Are you sure that's what you want, sweetheart?" Zacky teased, raising an eyebrow as he gave her hips a squeeze.

With the promise of a return of his effort, Zacky starting to kiss his way further south. Nipping at her thighs, Zacky briefly considered not teasing her because once the tides were turned, she could always do the same to him. Zacky wasn't a man who liked to be teased and surely, Brittney would know that. He decided that he would take his time since he was sure she wouldn't be silly enough to try and tease him. Running his tongue over her lips, Zacky pressed a finger to her entrance. He was gentle even as he pressed the digit into her, just enough to tease her with the idea of being full but not enough to give her any real pleasure just yet.

At Zacky's teasing question, Brittney nodded, almost frantically so. She'd gone down on him before and as much as she didn't really like it, she knew she couldn't expect Zacky to pleasure her if she didn't return the favor. And honestly, right now she was willing to do anything to get him to get on with things. Brittney watched Zacky as he trailed kisses down her body, sucking in a breath when she felt him nipping at her thighs. He was still teasing her, although she didn't care quite so much when she finally felt his tongue on her.

Brittney whined softly when Zacky pressed his finger into her, squirming on the bed and trying to get her hips closer to his mouth. He seemed to be enjoying teasing her but Brittney couldn't say the same. She wished she could do the same to him, but even as frustrated as she was, she knew that wasn't a good idea. "Zacky, please," Brittney pleaded. She gathered his sheets into one of her fists, the other tangling in his hair. "Please, I-I need you."