I Know It Breaks Your Heart

Zacky couldn't help the noise of indignation that he let out when Emily slipped away from him, a look of complete confusion enveloping his features. It disappeared just as quickly as it appeared when Emily propped herself up on the dining room table. He couldn't contain his smirk as he cocked his head to the side, his eyes taking in the sight before him. Letting out a low whistle, Zacky took a slow, deliberate step forward. "You think I owe you, princess?" He let out a low growl, reaching forward to pull Emily to the edge of the table, his grip tightening on her hips.

His eyes locked on Emily's as he slowly started to lower himself to his knees. Zacky leaned forward, starting a line of kisses starting from her knee and moving further up her thigh. Hovering just above her pussy, Zacky grazed the tip of his tongue over her slit before he pulled back suddenly. Zacky wanted to tease and play with Emily, remind her who was in control in the bedroom.

"Is there something I can do for you?" Zacky asked, letting out a low chuckle as his gaze swept over her features. "You know, if you want me to eat you out, all you have to do is ask," he stated, brushed his fingertips along her thigh as he spit her words from earlier right back at her. There was a twinkle in his eye, showing that he was thoroughly enjoying this little back and forth game with Emily.

Emily loved the way Zacky looked at her as he approached the table. In a way it almost made her feel like a piece of meat but she didn't even care because she knew she would like whatever he was going to do to her. Of course, she knew Zacky well enough to know that it wouldn't be as straightforward as she wanted it to be. He would tease her until she couldn't stand it anymore. She let out a soft squeak when Zacky pulled her to the edge of the table, squirming just slightly as she watched him drop to his knees. There was no way Zacky was going to give in that easily was there? But as Zacky started to kiss up her thigh, she thought that he might actually just give her what she wanted with no teasing.

It didn't take Emily long to realize how stupid she was to think Zacky would just give in. She felt his tongue on her slit and then he was pulling away, earning a groan of frustration from her lips. She looked down at him with a frown as he spoke. He was just turning her words from earlier back on her. Of course she wanted him to eat her out. She wanted him to press his face between her legs and devour her like he hadn't eaten in days. And she would certainly make it up to him, but he would have to work for it as much as he was making her work for this. If asking could really be considered working.

"Well I really shouldn't have to ask," Emily began, fixing Zacky with a smirk. She hooked her legs over his shoulders, using her heels to bring him a bit closer to her. "I almost want to say you should consider this a privilege, but I don't think quite that highly of myself. But I'll ask, if that's really what you want me to do." Emily opened her legs up just a bit more, presenting herself to Zacky. "Eat me, Zack, please?" Emily asked. She smirked as she reached down, slipping her fingers into Zacky's hair. "You'd really be doing me a favor." Emily knew stroking Zacky's ego a little would help them both; it would, well, boost his ego and hopefully help to spur him on a little and want to prove to Emily that he was just as skilled as she knew he was.

"Shouldn't have to ask?" Zacky echoed Emily's words right back at her, a sly smirk developing on his features. His eyes were locked on hers as he leaned forward, running the tip of his tongue between her folds. It wasn't enough to provide any real sense of stimulation but it was enough to give her a taste of what he was capable of. A reminder of the pleasure that he was able to give her. Zacky pulled back before he could be pulled closer to her, relaxing back on his heels. "I mean... I guess you don't have to ask but if you don't... there's no promising. What if I don't think you want it that bad? What if I don't try as hard as I can, hm?"

This was the sort of game that had always occurred between them. They each enjoyed goading the other into a little game of comments that weren't truly meant. Teasing each other until there was nothing left to do but to enjoy each other; make each other feel as amazing as they could. Emily's little stroke of his ego was all it took for Zacky to lean forward, deciding to put an end to this round of their game.

Zacky's eyes remained locked on hers as he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, pressing his face into her as he let out a small moan. Of course this was meant to pleasure Emily more than anything else but he enjoyed it just as much, enjoyed her taste and the knowledge that he could make her feel so good. Better than any other guy ever had. Running the tip of his finger around her hole, Zacky couldn't help but smirk as he pressed it into her, not giving her quite as much as he could. He wanted to see if she had anything else left in her.

Emily was thankful when her little stroke of Zacky's ego was enough to spur him to continue. She'd always enjoyed their little game of back and forth, the way they teased each other, but she always enjoyed it just a little bit more when one of them gave in, especially when she was the one on the receiving end of the pleasure. Her hips lifted involuntarily from the table when she finally felt his tongue on her clit, this time letting her fingers tangle in his dark hair. He hadn't told her to keep her hands to herself this time and she certainly didn't plan to. Zacky always made her feel amazing when they were together, bur it was just more fun for her if she could touch Zacky. Pull his hair, scratch him a little, even bite him. Especially now, when she was.feeling particularly territorial over him. Emily had just gotten Zacky back and she wasn't about to let him go, so she wanted any girl who saw him to know he was hers.

Emily had a feeling that Zacky wasn't done teasing her and when she felt him press a finger into her. She could tell he was holding back, probably because he wanted to hear her beg for him a little more. And she never had a problem with it, especially when he already had his mouth or his hands on her and she just wanted more. And Emily knew that if she asked enough, Zacky would give her what she wanted. His ego wouldn't let her go unsatisfied. "Zacky, please, stop teasing me," Emily said. She lifted her hips again, trying to get herself closer to Zacky's finger and mouth. She looked down at him, a playful grin on her face. "You know I'm going to return the favor and the better you do for me, the better I do for you..."

"And you've got to keep reminding me how good you are, remember?" Emily asked. She smirked lightly. Telling Zacky how amazing he was always served her well. And it was never a lie for her to saw he was the best she'd ever had, because he was the only one she'd ever had. And he always made sure she was satisfied, even if he teased her or made her beg for it. Emily pressed herself a little closer to Zacky, letting out a soft moan. "Please, Zack. I need you."

In the back of his mind, Zacky couldn't help but wonder who else Emily had fooled around with. He was sure that she must have slept with her fair share of men in the years that they had been separated. It wasn't that he was angry with her over that or any sense of the word, he just wanted to be the best she'd had. He didn't want there to be any sense of doubt about who was the best she'd had. Zacky was the man for Emily, he wasn't going to let some poor, drunken bastard prove him wrong.

Smirking up at Emily as she begged him for more, Zacky ran the tip of his finger around her entrance a few more times simply to watch her squirm. He had no intentions of not giving her exactly what she wanted, simply biding his time before he pulled his hand away from her unexpectedly. Knowing the sort of desperation Emily felt, Zacky couldn't help but smirk as he pressed two fingers into her. Scissoring them, Zacky run the flat of his tongue over his clit. He moaned, pressing himself closer into her pussy as he flicked at her flit with the tip of his tongue.

He focused all of his attention on pleasing Emily. With his free hand, Zacky gripped her hip, pulling her closer to him. "Such a good girl," Zacky purred against her heat, brushing his thumb back and forth against her thigh to just help her relax just a bit more so that he could push her over the edge.

Emily couldn't help but whine a little when Zacky continued to tease her, pulling his hand away. But no matter how much she hated the teasing, how much she was desperate for more of his touch, she knew it would be worth it when he finally gave into her pleading. "Yes, fuck," Emily groaned, finally feeling Zacky's fingers pressing inside of her. She felt Zacky press himself closer to her and she couldn't help but smirk. She loved knowing that he was enjoying doing this, that her pleasure was so important to him. He'd never been selfish with her and Emily felt so lucky. And she was never letting him go again.

Zacky's voice was so soft that she almost missed the words he murmured against her. "Am I a good girl?" Emily asked, smirking. "Well good girls deserve to be rewarded, don't you think?" But having Zacky between her legs was already enough of a reward, although she certainly wouldn't mind letting him bend her over the counter and fuck her again. They might as well take advantage of having the house all to themselves while Maddy was at the sitter's. Emily tangled her fingers in Zacky's hair, tugging hard and squeezing her thighs around Zacky's head as her orgasm hit her almost out of nowhere. She released her grip on his hair as she came down, instead brushing her fingers through the soft strands.

Emily sat on the table for just a few more seconds before she pushed Zacky away, slipping off of the table. She felt a little bad that he'd gone down on her twice and she hadn't returned the favor. He'd proven to her multiple times that he could still make her feel as good as he had years ago and she wanted to show him that she could do the same for him. She wanted to prove to him that all of the women he'd slept with during their years apart were nothing compared to her. "You did such a good job, I think you deserve to be rewarded, don't you?" Emily whispered, leaning up to press a kiss to Zacky's jawline. She slipped her hands into his shorts, taking him into her hand and giving him a few lazy strokes.

Nipping lightly at his skin, Emily slowly lowered herself to her knees, dragging Zacky's shorts and boxers down as went. Her eyes flickered up to meet Zacky's for a short second, smirking at him before she leaned forward to take him into her mouth.

Zacky didn't bother to answer Emily's comment, his attention focused solely on making her feel good. For everything that had happened between them over the years, he wanted to be able to repay her for all the pain that he had caused with pleasure that she couldn't even wrap her head around. It seemed like in one moment, Emily was simply enjoyed the pleasure and the next, her thighs were pressing him even closer to her center. He smirked to himself, glad to have done well.

Looking up from his spot on his knees, Zacky ran his tongue over his bottom lip. His gaze darkened at Emily's words and he brought himself to his full height, lingering over her. Zacky couldn't help but smirk, groaning as Emily's lips grazed his jaw. His eyes fluttered shut. Jolting when her nimble fingers wrapped around him, Zacky sucked a breathe in between his teeth. He gave a hurried nod, his eyes opening in time to watch as she lowered to her knees. Just the sight alone was enough to cause his cock to twitch and he let out a grunt, leaning back against the kitchen table for support.

"Atta girl," Zacky groaned, reaching down to tangle his fingers in her hair. He gave his hips a small thrust, not wanting to choke her or make this any less enjoyable for her. THey had both always loved making the other feel good and this was no different. "Jesus. Fuck," he whispered, his shoulders sagging as he laid back on the table. Zacky twisted, reaching back to pull a chair from around the side of the table. He dropped down onto it unceremoniously, letting out a breathless moan as Emily moved in front of him.

Despite wanting to please Zacky, Emily was admittedly a bit nervous about what she was about to do. It had been years since she'd done this; hell, the last time she had had been with Zacky. But the reactions she got from Zacky before she even dropped to her knees sent her confidence surging and things came back to her quickly. And since Zacky had seen fit to tease her, Emily didn't see any reason why she couldn't do the same to him. It had been far too long since she'd gotten to see him squirm and hearing him beg for her would be absolute music to her ears.

Emily felt rather proud of herself when the first expletive slipped out of Zacky's mouth. His pleasure had always made things better for her and now was no exception. When he twisted back to grab a chair, Emily pulled away from him with an oddly satisfying pop, moving back between his legs once he'd dropped into the chair. She took him back into her mouth, doing her best to suppress her gag reflex as she took him all the way down. But only for a second, only long enough to give him a fleeting feeling of having something entirely around him. And when she pulled away, she pulled completely away, instead placing soft, lazy kisses along his shaft.

Resting her hands on Zacky's hips to keep them still, Emily finally took him back into her mouth. Teasing was fun but at this point, Emily just wanted Zacky. Being with him brought out a side of her she'd kept pretty hidden since they'd been together years ago and Emily was craving a bit of the dominance Zacky had gotten her used to before. Against her better judgment, Emily released moved her hands from Zacky's hips to his thighs, using this as her support as she moved a little faster, focusing entirely on trying to make Zacky feel good. That was the most important thing, after all. And he deserved it after everything he'd already done for her tonight.

Zacky let out a breathless gasp, his lips parted as Emily took him all the way down her throat. He groaned, giving his hips a lazy thrust. He didn't want to gag Emily even if the noises that she made when he did were utterly delicious. They had just gotten back together and while his dominant side had never really waned, he didn't want to push Emily into everything all at once. He was afraid of scaring her away. When he just had gotten her back, that was the last damn thing tha the wanted to do on this Earth.

He held his breathe, releasing it on a long winded whine when Emily started to kiss up his length. Opening his eyes, Zacky pouted down at her. "Don't you dare tease me. Fuck," he said as she started to pick up the pace. He smirked to himself, letting his head fall back. "Fuck, Em. Yeah, just... just like this," he croaked, his fingers running through Emily's hair. Tightening his grip in her hair, Zacky lifted his head to watch as he began to fuck her mouth. He wasn't being as forceful as usual but still, it showed that he was getting a bit desperate for more.

"Gonna needa stop," Zacky groaned, starting to push her away. "Want to take what's mine," he growled as he moved to stand, leaning down long enough to pull Emily to her feet. Zacky spun her around, bending her over the dining room table. He smirked as he ran the tip of his cock between her folds, a shudder running down his spine as he fought the urge to take her then and then. Leaning over her, Zacky smirked as he began to kiss along her shoulder blade. "Does my girl want something?" He whispered, kissing just below her ear now. "Or should I just... handle myself? Hmm?"

Hearing Zacky tell her not to tease almost made Emily want to do exactly that, but that could wait. They had all night and plenty of opportunities for her to drive Zacky absolutely crazy. She felt Zacky tighten his grip on her hair and she groaned around him, trying to swallow as Zacky started to get a little more forceful with his thrusts. This was the Zacky that Emily was used to, the one that took what he wanted from her. Well, this was almost the Zacky she was used to. She could tell he was still holding back just a little. And after a four year dry spell, Emily wanted nothing more than to bring that Zacky out.

Emily was a little surprised when she felt Zacky pushing her away and a little disappointed until she heard the growl that left his mouth. She let him pull her to her feet, eagerly bending over the table when he pushed her down. When she felt Zacky teasing her with the tip of his dick, Emily pushed her hips back, whining softly. Of course Zacky couldn't just fuck her, he had to keep teasing her. Although Emily did have to admit, hearing Zacky call her his girl had her willing to do just about anything he wanted her to do.

"Of course your girl wants something, she wants you," Emily purred. She pressed her hips back against Zacky's just a little harder, trying to create a little bit of friction, a way to...convince him to give her what she wanted. "Please, Zack. Bend me over this table and fuck me like I know you want to." Emily reached back to wrap her hand around Zacky's cock, giving a few lazy pumps with her hand before she let go. "I know you want to. Wanna make me scream? Please, baby, that's what your girl wants. Don't you want to make me happy?"

@ castle.

{ i don't even know what the fuck happened. i am sorry please forgive me }

Zacky had to bite back a groan when Emily spoke to him, his eyes fluttering shut as he gave his dick a few pumps of his hand. With such a beautiful woman laid out before him, he wasn't about to jerk himself off but he could still tease her with the idea. Make her work for what he was already planning on giving her. He couldn't help but smirk as he listened to her continue, his hand dropping away when Emily's took its' place. Sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, Zacky couldn't help but smirk as he rolled his hips against her hand. She wasn't applying enough pressure to actually do anything but it was enough to keep him on edge, all but desperate to fuck her until they both came.

Wordlessly, Zacky guided his tip to Emily's entrance. He pressed into her just a bit before pulling away, a shudder running down his spine as he denied himself the pleasure. He bit down on her lip, his breathe catching in his throat as he continued much the same way. With each thrust of his hips, Zacky would go a bit deeper before pulling back.

Burying himself to the hilt, Zacky groaned as he leaned over her body. He trailed a few kisses along her shoulder blade before straightening back up. Gripping her hips, Zacky began to fuck her relentlessly. pinning her in place with his grip. Emily had no choice but to take what he was giving her.

Emily dropped her hand from Zacky's dick when his hand took her place, naively thinking that he was about to actually fuck her. And feeling him press into her only furthered that thought, but she realized how stupid she'd been to think Zacky was going to give in so quickly when he pulled away. This was the worst sort of teasing, when he gave her just a little of what she wanted before snatching it away. And of course he couldn't do this once; he had to do it over and over until Emily was almost frustrated. But this only made it all the more better when Zacky finally pressed completely into her.

Emily let out a low moan, enjoying the feeling of finally having Zacky inside of her and short moment of affection as he kissed her shoulder. She wasn't surprised when his softness didn't last long and she certainly wasn't complaining. They had all the time in the world for lovemaking. Right now they were hashing out four years of separation and Emily was more than fine with things getting a little rough. She had nothing to grip onto but the edge of the table, so she settled for digging her fingernails into her palms instead. She pressed back against Zacky as best as she could, but with his grip on her, Emily could only do so much.

It wasn't all that long before Emily felt the now familiar burning feeling in the pit of her stomach. With it being her fourth orgasm of the night, she wasn't really surprised that it had crept up on her so quickly. "Fuck," Emily breathed out. "I'm getting...so close, Zack, just keep...just keep going." She reached between her legs, rubbing erratic circles over her clit to try and bring herself to the edge. And since they were alone, Emily saw no reason to really be quiet, all but screaming out Zacky's name as she finally reached her climax. This was her strongest orgasm of the night and it made her thighs tremble, enough that she was forced to lean heavily on the table as Zacky continued to fuck her.

When she felt Zacky cum, Emily took a few seconds to finish catching her breath before she stood up straight, letting Zacky pull out of her before she turned around to face him. She leaned up to press a kiss to his jaw. "I love you," Emily whispered, smiling softly. She wrapped her arms around his waist, only to pull away when she felt something start to run down her thigh. "I think I need to go take a shower," she said, blushing slightly.

Zacky's chest heaved with the effort of each breathe that he took, a small smirk on his face as Emily straightened back up. He couldn't help the groan he let out as he pulled out of her, his arm slipping around her waist to pull her flush against his chest. He smirked to himself, placing a few lazy kisses along Emily's shoulder blade before he loosened his grip on her so that she could move a bit more freely. Grinning as she turned toward him, Zacky raised an eyebrow at her comment about a shower. "I guess," he teased softly. "if you feel like you should shower," he murmured, leaning down to press his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. It was tame compared to what they'd been doing for the past few hours. "I love you, too, by the way."

"Why don't you freshen up and then when you come back down, I'll have something tossed together, hm?" Zacky was almost sure that the suggestion would spark Emily up the stairs. He had always been a good cook, from a young age he had learned from his grandmother and his mother in the kitchen. It was sort of given, taking into account that he was Italian.

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Zacky settled on something that wasn't all that exciting but it was enough to make a little smirk appear on his face as he made the sandwiches. He tossed together four grilled cheese with pizza sauce on them, making them in his waffle iron. He'd discovered the hack when he was high one night and even after that, it was the best thing he'd ever discovered. They were cooked in half the time and still just as ooey and gooey as you expected from a typical grilled cheese. Plus it made it easier to eat because the cheese didn't leak out of the sides like it otherwise would.

Glancing up when Emily appeared in the kitchen just as he was finishing up the last one, Zacky grinned. "It's not exactly five star but this is going to be the best damn grilled cheese you've ever had," he paused to let out a quiet laugh. "And if it's not, you're going to lie about it. Right?"

Emily was absolutely over the moon when Zacky told her he loved her, so much so that she practically floated upstairs to the master bathroom. It might just be a side effect of all the sex they'd been having but she was feeling particularly affectionate and close to Zacky and having the confirmation that he felt the same way made her, well, it made her happy. She hurried as best she could to shower, not really having a reason to linger. She knew this sort of time they had to themselves wouldn't be as available as it had been before and she wanted to take advantage of every second, even if they weren't having sex. Climbing out of the shower, Emily went into the master bedroom, grabbing a clean shirt of Zacky's and tugging it on before she slipped down the hall to the bedroom she'd been staying in, grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and a pair of shorts.

Heading downstairs, Emily smiled when she saw Zacky standing next to the waffle maker, a pile of grilled cheeses on a plate next to him. She laughed at his last comment, going over to wrap her arms around his waist. "Of course I'll lie, baby," she said. She leaned up to press a kiss to his jaw. "But I know I won't have to. You were always a damn good cook if I remember correctly. And it's hard to go wrong with grilled cheese." Emily picked up one of the sandwiches, keeping her other arm locked around Zacky's waist. "Yup, just as I suspected. Absolutely delicious," she said, taking a bite. "And that wasn't a lie, I promise."

Emily turned to lean against the counter as she ate, although she stuck close to Zacky. Glancing over at the clock on the stove, she frowned when she noticed the time. It was after two in the morning and she needed to be up by ten thirty so she could go pick up Maddy from the sitter's. "I think I'm probably going to head to bed once I finished this second sandwich," Emily announced. She turned to once again wrap her arms around Zacky's waist, grinning at him as she rested her chin on this shoulder. "Because as much as I would love to let you violate me all night long, I have to be up a little early to pick our daughter up from the babysitter. Speaking of Maddy..." Emily paused, the thought suddenly popping into her head. "Since we're...together, do you think we should tell her that you're her dad?"

Zacky glanced up when Emily reappeared in the kitchen. When he realized she was wearing one of his shirts, he couldn't help the grin that broke out on his features. He tilted his head to the side, his gaze roaming over Emily before he motioned toward the plate of sandwiches that he had finished. "Might have to get rid of all your clothes. I think I'm going to like seeing you in mine," he teased quietly before he took the first bite of his sandwich.

Going from totally relaxed one moment to completely on edge the moment that Emily mentioned telling telling Maddy, Zacky couldn't help it as his shoulders pulled together. He swallowed around the lump that had formed in his throat as he considered the idea. He looked away from Emily, shrugging his shoulders after a moment. He knew what he wanted to do but he wasn't sure if it was the right idea by Maddy. At the end of the day, Zacky only wanted to do what was right by his little girl. Zacky cleared his throat as he went about cleaning their dishes, chewing on the inside of his lip.

"Whatever you think is right," Zacky answered finally, letting out a sigh as he turned back toward her. He crossed his arms, eyeing Emily a bit warily. "I don't.. I don't know. She likes me but will she take it well knowing that I've been her dad all along?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "I don't want her being angry or upset or whatever..." he trailed off, appearing vulnerable for the first time in a long time. "So whatever you think she'll react best to, we'll do. You know her better, after all."

"I bet you would love that, wouldn't you?" Emily teased, grinning at Zacky. "But somehow I think my boss wouldn't be on board with the idea. But you know, summer break is three weeks away and I usually send Maddy to my parents' in Montana for two weeks in June, so...maybe we can give it a trial run." She smirked as she reached around Zacky for her second sandwich. It was hard to miss the change in Zacky's demeanor when she brought up telling Maddy. She hadn't meant to upset him but she knew this wasn't something they could avoid. If they were together, Maddy deserved to know the truth about Zacky.

"Why would she be upset?" Emily asked. "Because you're right, Zack. She likes you. Hell, a month ago she told me she wished you were her dad. Finding out that you really would probably send her over the moon. She deserves to know." She reached for Zacky's hand, smiling as she threaded her fingers through his. It was strange to see Zacky like this, actually open and vulnerable, and she wanted to do everything she could to reassure him. "She'll love you even more once we tell her. I know she will. She'll be a Daddy's girl. And you'll get the chance to prove what an amazing father I already know you are."

Emily squeezed Zacky's hand, leaning up to give him a lingering kiss. "I think we should tell her tomorrow," she said. "No reason to wait. Even if Maddy won't be upset, she'll need a little time to adjust. Especially since I'll also have to tell her we're moving. Although I don't think she'll care about that too much. I just hope you're prepared to have her glued to your side for the next three weeks," she added with a grin. She gave him another kiss. "I'm going to head upstairs. I'll see you in a few minutes?"

Zacky exhaled slowly, giving a tiny nod of his head when Emily attempted to reassure him. She was doing a great job at it but still, there was a tiny seed of doubt that had settled in the pit of his stomach. What if Maddy felt betrayed because Zacky had been in her life so long without either of them telling her the truth? She was still young enough that it was unlikely but Zacky wasn't sure how'd he be able to handle that worry if it became a reality.

"If you're sure," Zacky committed after a moment, offering a soft smile. He reached out, his hand meeting Emily's. Zacky pulled her close, his hands settling on her hips. He leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her lips. "Let's go to Disney next week," he said suddenly, his eyes lighting up. He wasn't the biggest Disney fan out there, not by a long shot, but he was sure it would make Maddy happy and he hoped it would do the same for Emily as well. Besides, he had Matt. Matt could afford to run the business for a few days while he was away.

"It'll give us time to relax and plus," Zacky paused, a delighted little grin settling on his features. "Plus it'll give us time to bond as a family. Isn't that what this is all about?" He spoke softly, twirling the ends of Emily's hair through his finger. "What do you think? I mean, if you'd rather go somewhere else, we can do that, too. I don't care, so long as we do something."

Emily was glad to see that her reassurance seemed to be working for Zacky. She knew telling Maddy had to be done and it would be easier if Zacky was feeling confident. And he had no reason not to; Maddy might be surprised but she wouldn't be angry. "Of course I'm sure," Emily said softly, smiling as Zacky pulled her close. Her smile lingered when Zacky kissed her. By this time tomorrow they would be a family, the family they always should have been, and it made Emily so happy.

"Disney?" Emily repeated. She was surprised that Zacky had suggested it. But she wasn't completely opposed to the idea. She'd always wanted to go when she was little and she knew Maddy would be over the moon. That and hearing Zacky say that it would be time for them to bond as a family was all the convincing that Emily needed. "It can't be next week, though," Emily said. "School doesn't let out for three. But we could go as soon as summer break starts, before I send Maddy to Montana. It'll give us time to pack and plan and for me and Maddy to move and finish getting settled in here. But we should definitely go. As a family."

Emily grinned at Zacky, pressing up onto her tiptoes to give him another kiss. She was excited now, excited at the prospect of planning a real vacation, her first one since she and Zacky had ventured out to California. And she was excited about getting to be a family. "I'm going to bed, for real this time," Emily said, reluctantly pulling away from Zacky. She kept her grip on his hand, tugging him towards the stairs. "Come on. We can clean up the kitchen tomorrow. I want to fall asleep next to you again."

"Disney," Zacky confirmed, nodding his head. He hadn't realized he would be as enthusiastic as he was over the idea but he was excited. They would be able to enjoy a theme park as a family and there was no consideration even needed. Zacky would go all out on their tickets and the experience so that they all had the best time that they possibly could. His face fell a bit when Emily said that they would have to wait. He had never been a very patient man to begin with but her reasoning was solid enough that Zacky realized that he couldn't really argue with her over it. Well, he probably could have but it simply would have made him an asshole and he wasn't prepared to do that. Not over something like that.

"Fiiine," Zacky said, not bothering to stop himself from whining as he started to follow Emily toward the stairs. He grinned, his hands grabbing at Emily's hips as she started up them. "What? Can you blame me?" Zacky asked, letting out a soft laugh as he let his hands drop to his sides. He behaved for the rest of the way to the bedroom. Letting out a groan as he slid under the covers, Zacky wrapped his arms around Emily and pulled her flush to him.

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The next morning rolled around a lot faster than Zacky had been prepared for it to. He groaned as Emily's alarm went off, burying his face into his pillow. "Just five more minutes," he mumbled, tightening his grip on her waist. "Just five. I promise," he grumbled into her hair, huffing when Emily turned in his arms. "Please?"