Anna laughs loudly and says, "You are so silly." Then she kisses him deeply. Zack melts into the kiss immediately, his arms wrapping securely around Anna's waist to pull her flush against his chest. The laughter in her voice sends a warm feeling through him, a stark contrast to the intense passion they just shared moments ago. "Silly?" he murmurs against her lips between kisses. "You love it when I am silly." His hands slide down to cup her bare ass possessively, kneading the soft flesh. "You are the one who has got me acting like a fucking teenager again," he says with a grin that reaches his green eyes. "First history lessons, now crayons and highlighters– what is next? Are you going to give me stickers for good behavior?" His thumbs trace circles on her hips while watching her expression intently.
"Would you like a sticker? One that says best boyfriend ever?" Anna suggested playfully. Zack's green eyes widened at Anna's suggestion, a genuinely surprised laugh escaping him. The idea of being called her 'boyfriend'– especially with such a cheesy title– catches him completely off guard. "Best boyfriend ever?" he repeats with a disbelieving grin. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? I am the guy who stole our favorite crayon in kindergarten and probably scared half the girls in our grade away with my attitude problems." Despite his protests, his arms tighten around her possessively, pulling her closer against his chest. The term 'boyfriend' feels foreign on his tongue but incredibly appealing coming from her lips. "If I earn that title. Then yes– I want that fucking sticker more than anything." He says seriously, his voice dropping to a lower register. His hands move up to tangle in her hair gently, tilting her head back so he can look directly into her brown eyes.
"You are the best boyfriend ever, at least so far," Anna says seriously. Zack's breath catches in his throat, the sincerity in her voice hitting him harder than any physical touch could. A genuine, unguarded smile spread across his face, transforming his usually guarded features into something softer, and more vulnerable. "At least so far?" he repeats quietly, his thumbs stroking gently along her jawline. "Fuck, Anna– hearing you say that makes me want to be the absolute best version of myself for you." His arms wrap around her more securely, holding her against his chest as if she is the most precious thing in the world to him. The vulnerability he normally hides so carefully surfaces in his expression– the boy who lost his mother and always felt like he had to be tough to survive. "You have no idea how long I have wanted someone to see past all the shitty stuff I do," he admits, his voice rough with emotion.
"I am just being honest. I admit, in the past you were a real jerk and super annoying. But ever since we started dating, you have really changed. Or you have started showing me the real you. Either way, I am lucky to have you," Anna said sincerely, looking deep into his green eyes. Zack's green eyes glisten with unshed tears at her heartfelt confession, his grip on her tightening reflectively. The word 'dating' lands between them, like a sacred vow, solidifying everything that is shifted between them these past weeks. "Lucky to have me?" he repeats, laughing softly and shaking his head. "Baby, I am the lucky one. You are the only person who has ever bother to see past the asshole I became after…" He trails off, swallowing hard as memories threaten to surface. Instead, he focuses entirely on Anna, pressing a series of soft kisses along her shoulder and neck. "You make me want to be better," he whispers against her skin. "Not just for you, but for myself too. Because seeing how happy you get when I actually behave– that is the best fucking feeling in the world." His hands begin trailing lazily down her back again, fingertips tracing patterns over her smooth skin while they lie tangled together on the bed.
"I am happy. I am also pretty happy when you misbehave," Anna said teasingly. She kisses his lips softly. "I mean fucking me in my bedroom while my family is downstairs is not exactly good behavior…" she adds suggestively, and her lips trail down his jawline. Zack's breath hitches at her suggestive words, his body responding instantly to the reminder of their risky location. The danger of getting caught adds an electric thrill to the atmosphere, making his cock twitch back to life beneath her. "Fuck– you are right," he groans, his hands sliding down to grip her ass more firmly. "We should not be doing this here. Your dad could come check on us any second." Despite his words, he makes no move to stop her trailing kisses along his jawline. Instead, his hips lift slightly to grind against her core again, seeking friction even as warning bells go off in his head. "My place tomorrow after school?" he suggests in a low murmur, nipping at her earlobe sharply. "My dad works late. We could have the whole house to ourselves for a few hours."
"Definitely, but we have to do some studying before any naughty stuff," Anna said with a playfully stern voice. Zack groans dramatically at her stern tone, but his green eyes sparkle with amusement rather than resistance. The combination of her bossy command and the promise of later naughtiness is incredibly arousing. "Yes ma'am," he says obediently, saluting her with a playful grin. "Your wish is my command. I will grab my books first thing tomorrow morning and meet you at the library before school." His hands slid up to cup her face gently, studying her features in the dim light filtering through her bedroom curtains, the seriousness in her voice when she mentioned studying, making him feel both guilty for neglecting his grades and determined to prove himself worthy of her attention. "I swear I will actually pay attention this time." He promises earnestly. His thumb brushing over her bottom lip tenderly.