Nick had called me the next morning, telling me that he had a dream of me and wishes to see me as soon as he could. I agreed. He was my best friend anyways. As I told Zak, he understood and told me to have fun.
As I waited in Starbucks, I kept to myself as I held my cup closely to my hand. I felt the urge to to turn to my right to the person who seemed to be staring at me. I kept leaning against the wall until I saw Nick walk in. He waved and ordered his coffee before he sat before me.
"Hey, how have you been?"
"I'm been good," I replied. "Yourself?"
"About the same," he laughed. "Can we talk about the dream I had last night?"
"Yeah, of course!"
About that time, the barista called his name and he rushed up to get it. Returning, he drank a sip and sighed.
"The dream was crazy, but scary. You and Zak were in it. It started off at this place. It was filled with demons and negative entity's. You had gotten an attachment and it was harming you.
"Zak was getting possessed and he was harming you on top of that. I just think it's a good idea to stay at home. I know you and Zak are a thing, but don't go with him on investigations. I want you safe."
I nodded my head, unable to accept the fact that I can't be around Zak on investigations anymore.
"Okay, I'll stay home."
"Good," he whispered. "I don't want anything happening to my best friend."
When I got home, I told Zak that it's best that I stayed home. He agreed. Zak told me that some crazy fan cane to him and said that she was pregnant. After congratulating her, she said it was his and tried to explain everything to him. Zak has a short temper and decided to get mad easily about it. It could've gone a lot better, but I think his temper had gotten to him.
After security came to escort the lady off the museum property, he came straight home to find me with a cup of coffee from Starbucks.
He has had a day.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Just let me hug you," he whispered, wrapping his arms around me.
As I let him, I felt a cold breeze pass through us.
"Zak," I began.
"I felt it too. Don't worry about it. I just want you."
We stood there for a good fifteen minutes before he carried me off bridal style to the bedroom. It made me laugh as I asked him what he was doing.
"I love you," he whispered. "I just - you're perfect."
"I thought you said imperfections make you perfect?"
"They do and you're perfect to me."
He began kissing me hard and I wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with his hair a little. I grabbed hold of the hat he was wearing and threw it across the room. He then began kissing my neck gently, but it was enough to get me in the mood.
"Mandy, are you okay with this?"
"With having sex? Of course," I replied. "We've already confirmed that we're home. I'd be making love with you rather than having meaningless sex."
Zak formed a smile on his face and kept kissing my neck. He gently pushed my pants downwards and ran his fingers over my spot gently. After a while, he pulled down my panties and his pants as well his - other stuff and began pushing two fingers inside of me, thrusting them slowly at first and then faster.
He smiled at the sound of me moaning. As he pulled his fingers out, he pushed his dick inside me, thrusting slowly while keeping his lips on my neck. I wrapped my arms around him, gripping his hair and his shirt. His hands were placed on the bed on each side of me. As he began to thrust faster, the louder I had gotten. After he had finished, he began to make sure I was finished by fingering me once again, but he started fast.
When I was done, Zak smiled at me, kissing my forehead gently. He fell on the bed on his back, letting me snuggle him. I felt his arm wrap around me as he was kissing my head multiple times.
"Was I too hard with you?" he wondered.
"No," I began. "You were perfect."
He smiled until he realized that he may have cane inside of me. He got really worried.
"Baby, if I do get pregnant, then alright. We're parents. You're going to be such an awesome Dad."
"But what if?"
"None of that. I believe in us. I believe in you."
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Sleepwalking (Zak Bagans Fanfic)Fanfiction
Mandy has just turned twenty three when she gets a call from Vegas. When she answers, she hears a familiar voice on the other end who asks her if he had gotten the right number.