Crazy For You


    “…You’re funding this school in preparation for your future child to enroll here? I thought you said you


    didn’t want kids,” I teased him as I sat down on the bunk bed.


    “I don’t. This cursed bloodline dies with me,” Zak spat without bothering to hide the malice in his voice.


    Apparently, my joke wasn’t to his taste.


    He sat down next to me on the bed and leaned his head on my shoulder. His soft blond hair tickled my


    cheek and I smiled in bliss. If I knew this ce still existed and preserved this way, I would have


    begged for Zak to bring me back here sooner and very often.


    “What are your ns? You do have ns for today, right?” I asked as I yed with his light blond curls.


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    I love Zak’s hair and how it feels as I run my fingers through them. He would snuggle closer to me


    whenever I did.


    “Do you think you’d still fit in your school uniform?” Zak asked reminiscing.


    “I’m…honestly not sure…” I replied honestly. It’s not like I gained a lot of weight or anything, but I


    haven’t worn my school uniform for many years.


    “There’s only one way to find out!” Zak dered as he sprung up from the bed.


    A knot formed in my stomach as I started to have a very bad feeling about all this. Zak walked over to


    the closet and pulled out what seemed to be my old school uniform. How did it end up here? I must


    have left it here back in the days.


    “No…no…no…” I started protesting as I held up my hands in self-defense.


    “Please…please…please! How can I possibly miss out on seeing you in your school uniform now that


    we’re back here?” Zak pleaded as he got on his knees beside me and hugged my waist.


    I rolled my eyes at him. Sometimes I think he forgets that he’s supposed to be the older one out of the


    two of us. I looked away from his puppy-eye gaze, trying to keep my resolve firm. I am not wearing my


    old school uniform.


    “I refuse. I am not wearing that…” I said stressing hard on the word ‘not’.


    “Why not?” Zak asked with a clueless face.


    “Because…it’s embarrassing. Now just put it away,”


    “No way! After all the effort I put in to maintain our base and finding your old school uniform, you can’t


    even put it on for me?” Zak protested in his very sulky tone.


    He can be so cute sometimes when he’s like this and I used to tease him all the time but getting me to


    wear my old uniform is a bit much. However, from past experiences his yful sulking could get real in


    no time. I nced over at Zak who had justin down t on the floor in protest to my unwillingness to


    “Did you tell Bryan about the base?” I asked, trying to change the subject.


    “Stop talking about another guy when you’re with me…it’s getting annoying,” Zak replied as he shielded


    his eyes with the back of his hand.


    I sighed out loud. This could get messier than I thought. The biggest risk in these situations is the


    probability of ck Zak appearing. I shivered at the thought. After a brief moment of silence between


    us, I admit defeat.


    “Ok…I’ll wear it. So just cheer up already…” I said with resignation, holding out my hand to him for the


    uniform.


    “Awesome! Let me help you get dressed!” Zak cried out excitedly as he sat up and started tugging at


    my clothes.


    “Wait…no need to rush…” I said whileughing a little at him.


    Zak undressed me enthusiastically, stripping me from the top down. Regardless of what was troubling


    him, he seemed happy and carefree right in this moment. I giggled as his hand slid under my shirt to


    tease my breasts and tummy a little before pulling up my shirt and removing it from my body. When my


    shirt was off, Zak turned my body around and hugged me from behind.


    “Stop teasing me…” I said as I continued to giggle, and Zak joined me.


    I couldn’t stop a sensual moan from escaping my lips when he ran the tip of his wet and warm tongue


    alone the side of my neck. Hisrge hands cupped and squeezed my breasts on top of my bra and I


    squirmed around in his powerful arms.


    Finally, he released me from his yful embrace before stripping me down to my underwear. His


    eyebrows furrowed a little as he seemed to contemte something serious as he held me at arm’s


    length by my shoulders. I watched him curiously as he continued to eye my breasts, thinking hard.


    “What are you thinking so hard about?” I asked as I nced at his serious face.


    “Hmm…whether to let you keep your underwear on or take them off…” Zak replied, his eyes still on my


    chest.


    “What do you mean…?” I asked, confused.


    “Let’s take them off. You walking around school in your uniform without any underwear on will fulfill one


    of my long-standing fantasies,” Zak stated firmly when he finally made up his mind.


    “You never grow up, do you?” I teased.


    “Isn’t this what you love about me?” Zak teased back as he shed me his super model smile.


    “That you’re crazy?” I asked amusedly.


    Zak kissed my forehead tenderly before smile seductively at me. His golden eyes seemed to glow like


    fireflies in the night and I couldn’t look away.


    “Crazy for you…” Zak whispered passionately.


    I moaned softly when I felt his warm lips crush against my own hungrily. Holding my face in between


    his warm hands, Zak pushed his tongue firmly into my awaiting mouth. I felt the hot intrusion of his


    tongue and kissed him back greedily. I felt my whole body growing hot with need from just this one kiss.


    Perhaps it was being in this ce. Perhaps it was because I had my school uniform on. Regardless of


    what it is, I felt like I was transported back in time to the days when life was simpler…to the days when


    Zak was my everything.


    --To be continued...