A Dog's Life

“You’re where?” Taylor nearly shrieked down the phone as Sarah laughed.

“I’m in his guest bedroom, drying my hair!” Sarah chuckled with a role of her eyes. As she got out of the shower, she’d found huge fluffy towels to wrap herself in. She’d been directed into the guest bedroom where a t-shirt, sweat pants and hoodie had been left for her. There was a hair dryer on the dresser, plus Sarah’s bag.

“Fuck me, get out of there and get in his bedroom now! Woman what is wrong with you?” Sarah huffed and ignored her friend on the phone. “Don’t you fucking ignore me! The boy likes you!”

“Taylor please,” Sarah muttered wanting to ignore it all just encase it made it untrue.

“Oh hush, Sarah I am serious-“ There was a pause and Sarah could hear Karl telling Taylor off. “No I will not butt out, Sarah needs someone to push her into-“

“Alright you two enough, now I’m trying to make myself beautiful with minimal amount of equipment, so my first step is to put the phone down on you,”

“Oh whatever, you get in that room Sarah Louise-“

“Oh hush, I’m going! Good bye!” She could hear Taylor still reprimanding her as she brought the phone away from her ear and hit the end call button. Anything for a moment of peace. She gazed in the mirror again, her hair was doing a silly flicky thing that was completely unnecessary! Though that was the least of her worries right now.

She had heard the squeak of the stairs and was expecting the knock on the door when it came.

“Yeah?”

“You decent?” He hadn’t waited for an answer but instead opened the door before Sarah could speak.

“What if I had said no?” Sarah smiled standing up and taking in his appearance. Zacky was bare foot, wearing matching joggers and a t-shirt. She hadn’t really taken notice of the clothes but instead pulled them on glad for their dryness; now she thought about it they fitted perfectly.

“See you like the merch!”

“Huh?”

“Vengeance University,” Zacky walked closer his hand brushing over the logo on his own t-shirt before indicating to Sarah’s.

“Vengeance University,” Sarah repeated gazing down at her own clothes before taking in Zack’s appearance once again. He looked good, really good. “I like it!”

“Thanks, good to hear it from someone who knows what they are talking about,” He smiled as Sarah just stared back confused, not that Zacky was that interested, the top fitted her perfectly and was distracted him completely. “You know, you design stuff,”

“Not quite the same, I wish it was,” Sarah replied feeling a little self-conscious from his gaze.

“I’ve made coffee,” Zacky muttered moving closer again his hand raising towards her face, finger tips spreading as he instinctively brushed her hair off her face. She nodded, as he took another step forward, inches apart now Sarah could smell his shower gel and deodorant. It was a familiar reassuring sent she’d got use to over the weeks. Though in this moment it was more than reassuring it was arousing, invigorating, and far too tempting. “Good shower?” His voice still barely a mutter, quiet and low, and sending shivers through her body.

Good god why was he doing this?

“Amazing,” Sarah’s voice was someone else’s, she was all breathy and excited. This had not happened in a long time. Now he stood in front of her she had no control. To hell with bruises and broken bones.

“Good,” He leant in close his breath whispering over her face. “You look better,” He was quiet and composed, though inside he was ready to pounce on her. She was so delicate, he couldn’t break her; she was already so broken.

Though the second she licked the top of her lip and bit down on the bottom, every decent gentlemanly thought went out of the window.

His hand cupped the back of her neck, the other falling to her lower back and pulling her closer. Their hips clashed as their lips met.

…and Sarah swore loudly in her head as she squeaked in shock.

She should have seen that kiss coming.

Zacky couldn’t help but laugh into the kiss as she stumbled into him and the pair lost their balance.
Zacky kept his grip pulling her back onto the bed with him.

“Bit forward Miss Jones,” Zacky mocked her as Sarah groaned in disbelief, hiding her head in his chest. “If you wanted me on the bed, all you had to do was say!”

“Oh hush!” She mumbled into his chest. Though a smile graced her lips as she heard the rumble from his chest and felt his hands tighten around her hips.

“I mean you’re a very beautiful woman, and I wouldn’t have said no!” He mocked pressing a soft kiss against her hair as he moved closer to her ear. “But I feel I’ve been tricked into this, I’m just a mean-“

“Shh now!” Sarah laughed poking Zacky in the ribs and rolling off him.

“Oh come on now!” He chuckled rolling over to face her, his fingertips going back to brush her cheek. “You are very beautiful,” He voice took a more serious tone. “It’s probably freaking wise to warn you this time,” He smiled moving closer to her lips as Sarah’s eyes fluttered shut. “I’m going to kiss you,” His lips moved against hers.

But the kiss wasn’t the last of it, the kiss was only the beginning. Zacky expertly hovered over her, one hand holding his away from her damaged body, the other trailing across skin and bone touching and teasing every little spot.

He was like a pirate and she was his treasure map, searching for the gold. The gold spot where when he touched she would fall at his feet begging for more. Every girl was different and Zacky relished the idea of finding all the sweet spots on a new girl.

For some reason with Sarah it was even more thrilling and exciting. Maybe it had something to do with how utterly beautiful and funny she was. Or maybe it was because she was the first since Jenny he’d really cared about and cared enough about to learn both her names and number.
Sarah was different from the rest.

His fingertips pulled the zip of the hoodie down, pushing it straight off her body to expose the thing Vengeance university crop top beneth. It rose up at the bottom, where it met the joggers, showing off Sarah’s flat stomach and hips. A tattoo peaked out and Zack’s interest was taken by the bright colours.

“Where does this go?” He whispered leaning down and kissing the start of the vines that trailed down past her hip and up her ribs. “Do I go up or down first?” He smirked his eyes gazing up to fix on Sarah whose breath was becoming more ragged by the second.

“Up,” She whispered, her breaths pushing out with every shallow breath. Zacky’s eyebrows raised as he slowly pushed the t-shirt up her small body, kissing the trailing tattoo as he went, until there was no further to go and he disposed of her t-shirt. “Fuck,” He whispered taking in the dark green lace bra. “I hope they match,” Sarah couldn’t help but giggle, the sound only turning Zacky on more. “This is beautiful,” He whispered tracing the tattoo that ran down her right-hand side, from below her arm pit, back down to the waist band of the joggers. “I can’t wait to explore you,” Zacky whispered this time much closer to her body as he took her soft lips in a powerful kiss, the passion and need obvious. His hand freely playing with the padded cup of her bra, searching out the hardened ball of flesh below as she mewed into his kiss.

Zacky had never had a problem fucking woman hard and fast, but this, this was different. She was delicate in more ways than one, and deep down Zacky new that. That was why this was so different, why he was taking his time unwrapping her and making sure she enjoyed every moment. He ignore the times where she tried to hide bruises or fidget away because of the ugly cuts and scars. None of that mattered to him, he was how hot she was, how gorgeous she was and he wanted that.
By the time he was peeling off the perfectly matching green lace pants Sarah was putty in his hand, he knew every move he needed to make her feel that way.

She’d forgot this was a guy who had become a good friend and was instead enjoy every second of pure pleasure he was creating for her. She hadn’t even comprehended that this might be selfish, until her finger tips pushed at his joggers and he shook his head.

“Not a chance this is for you, “

“But” Zacky shook his head kissing her lips and keeping eye contact with her. “I want you all to myself, he can wait,” Sarah couldn’t but smile. “I’m being selfish not you,” He added with a whisper as his finger tips trailed up her thigh to the fold of her lips. “Relax,” He whispered as she tensed. It had been a while, with Cliff and then the accident, she’d sworn off men. “Cause in a few minutes you’ll be screaming my name,” Zacky’s smirk was gorgeous as he moved away to pull his own shirt and joggers off Sarah just admired the view. What a view it was, his body was trim, with splattering’s of dark hair across his chest between the bright and colourful tattoos that covered his pale white skin. As the joggers fell to the fall revealing everything Sarah couldn’t help but let a small smirk out.
She had a good idea that this might be the best sex she had ever had as he strutted over to her and climbed over her own naked body. His piercing green eyes kept their gaze fixed on her as he ever so gently pushed himself into her.

Neither of them spoke, their eyes and smiles doing enough of the communicating. This was perfect, it was what Sarah needed to forget the rest of the world. It was what Zacky needed to forget his issues.

Not once while he slowly while he was inside her did he think of anything else; only Sarah and how fucking hard it was to not just let go.

The famous Zacky Vengeance only lasting two minutes. Who could blame him with such a beautiful girl beneath him?

But he held on bringing her closer and closer to pleasure, before her moans of pleasure got too much to handle and he thrust harder and harder to his release.

He’d never moaned a girls name before until her.

And it scared him.

“Fuck me,” He whispered rolling away from Sarah quickly so as not to damage any more than he had already. “Shit you alright?” Sarah just nodded collapsing on the bed with a small smirk.

“So where those your secret plans for this afternoon?” Sarah gazed at him letting the pleasurable yet aching sensation take over.

“Actually,” Zacky chuckled pulling her snug up against his side. “No, but that was even fucking better,” Sarah just laughed and let her hands lazily explore his soft tattooed skin. They fell into a comfortable silence; both catching their breath and enjoying the relaxed moment. Sarah let her eyes flutter shut and her head fall lax on his chest. She could fell Zacky tracing the scars and bruises on her body. His touch like the whisper of a ghost; barely there but chilling all the same. “Stay tonight,” His words brought her to reality quickly, but the fact his body was still pressed against hers clouded her judgment a little.

“I don’t know,” Sarah admitted resting her head on his chest and listening to the soft beat of his heart; the fine hairs tickled her cheek and his warm breath rushed over her head. This was perfect, this was the closest thing to perfect she’d had in a long time. She was so scared to ruin it.

“Stay,” Zacky repeated brushing his fingertips over her bare back. “I can cook, or order at least,” He chuckled pressing a soft kiss against her hair and gazing over her bare body. “There’s wine, and Spike is happy here,”

“I bet he is!” Sarah laughed turning her head to look up at Zack, he looked content and relaxed, finding it easy to make eye contact with her. “I guess I can,”

“You look hot is those sweats, stay,”

“Ok,”

“See that was easy,” Sarah just nodded and nuzzled his chest.

“If I stay I get a tour of this beautiful house right?” Zacky just laughed, his chest vibrating with the deep noise. “Well I’ve only seen the bedroom and bathroom!”

“True, but they are the only rooms you need to see!”

“Ha! I sound like a whore,”

“Never just a beautiful woman I want to keep in my bed!” He pulled her back up to his level and kiss her swollen lips. “Now, how about that food, I even have wine-“ He paused noticing her screw her noise up. “Or something else?”

“Bacardi?”

“We can stretch to that!” Zack laughed. “Barcadi, the sofa, shit tv or a movie?”

“Shit tv and take out?”

“A girl after my own heart, now you can walk around naked or put clothes on?”

“I think it’s best if I put clothes on,” Sarah smiled as Zacky climbed out of bed showing off everything. Sarah just bit her lip taking in the view while pulling the soft covers around her own body. God she’d just slept with him.

Him the guy she’d been getting to know so well over the past few weeks. A guy she could call a good friend, and she’d gone and fucked him.

Stupid or the start of something good? She had no idea, but she was hoping for the second one.

Not that it mattered when a man that hot stood butt naked smirking at her.

“Enjoying the view?”

“You have no idea!” Sarah laughed snuggling back up with the covers. “Could you pass me my clothes please?”

“Come and get them,” Sarah just shook her head; there was a number of reasons why. The main one being she was enjoying teasing him, but the more sobering through of him seeing her naked, bruises, scares and all wasn’t helping the situation. “Well then walking around nak-“

“Please,” Sarah pouted this time giving Zacky those huge puppy dog eyes. He just shook his head and bent down to grab the clothes.

“Next time,” He smiled reaching the bed. Zacky leant over and pressed a soft kiss against Sarah’s lips.
“When you’re ready come down, I’ll find the take away menus,” She smiled kissing him back and watching him grab his own stuff. He simply pulled the joggers over his legs and wondered out of the room with a smile.

Sarah just collapsed back on the bed, her eyes rolling back and fluttering shut. Well that had been a fun day.