A/N: Ah, its here! The long awaited sequel that got so long it's now gonna be in multiple parts. Here it is folks, all the unholy smut you've been craving. How to Train Your Cheerleader (name suggested by Ea4g on ao3)

Zed's boner didn't come until school ended and they were going back to his house. He had done his best to just look at her face and not get horny during school. It was a challenge, especially considering he was taller than her and to make eye contact he'd have to look down—and his eyes had a tendency to drift down.

Nothing particular had triggered it, aside from very vivid memories. Like always, they were walking through the student parking lot, hand in hand, to Addison's car. Addison was talking about her physics class and how they were doing experiments in the physics lab. Which got Zed thinking about their time in the chemistry lab.

"Mm, I see something I like," Addison teased, squeezing his hand. Then she said in a sing-song voice, "Someone's got a boner!"

"Addison!"

Addison laughed and unlocked her car. She passed her keys to Zed and dropped her bag and his in the backseat as he went around to the driver's seat.

"I'd say the 'un-training' is working," she said. "I'm wearing shorts and a sweater—not my cheer uniform. We're making progress!"

"You don't wanna know what I was thinking about," Zed grumbled.

"What was it?"

"Chemistry lab," he said, which was enough to make her blush.

"That was so hot," she breathed out. "God, I love the idea of fucking where we could get caught. Like the chem lab and the hall closet or…or in the car in the student parking lot."

They locked eyes over the roof of her car. In silent agreement, they both climbed into the backseat. Zed grabbed her around her waist and pushed her down, kissing her roughly. Addison moaned as they adjusted their position, laying against the backseat and wrapping her legs around Zed's waist as he leaned over her and continued his attack on her mouth.

Addison moaned and pushed her hips up to grind against his erection. Zed reached down and rolled her sweater up until he could undo the front clasp of her bra and release her boobs. He squeezed a boob in his hand and used the other to undo the button and zipper of her shorts. Addison adjusted her legs to let him pull her shorts off and drop them on the floor of the car.

Zed untied his sweatpants and pulled them enough to pulled out his erection. He pulled her panties aside and rubbed his dick through her folds and against her dripping hole before thrusting inside her roughly with a low growl. Addison arched up against him, her mouth pulling away as she cried out, "Zed!"

Zed pounded into her roughly, forcing his full length in then drawing out almost completely and doing it all over again. "Ah! Ah! Zed!" Addison cried as he thumped into her, her body rocking with every thrust.

Zed looked up at her in time to see her head thumb against the door. "Shit, fuck!"

Zed stopped and Addison whimpered in protest. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes," she said impatiently. She rocked her hips up and against his and created a shallow but effective friction between their bodies. "Yes! Fuck me, Zed!"

Zed pulled out and pushed in slowly and Addison groaned in response. "Harder," she whined.

"You're gonna hit your head, Addy."

"I don't care!" Addison exclaimed. "Just fuck me!"

"Wrap your arms around my neck," he instructed.

Addison reached up and did as he was told. She then went a little further and attached her lips to the skin under his ear, making him groan and response. "Ye-Yeah," he moaned, slowly pumping into her. "Keep doing that."

Addison moaned and dragged her teeth along his neck as he increased the speed of his thrusts, pounding into her and making her moan deliciously. Zed had a hand wrapped around her side just high enough so he could tease her nipple with his thumb. He had the other pressed against the fogging window to keep the balance and them away from the door.

"Oh my god," she whimpered against his jaw. She moved her hands to his hair for a better hold and dropped her head back in complete lust.

Zed moaned then leaned forward to attach his lips to her neck, sucking and biting at the exposed flesh. Addison gasped and squeezed her eyes shut, all her senses overwhelmed with pleasure.

Her pussy spasmed around his pounding member. She got impossibly tight as she came, shaking in his arms as she came undone and her pussy flooded. Zed continued to thrust into her in rough, mismatched strokes that made her cum harder. He dick swelled with passion and a few strokes later he was cumming deep in her pussy, groaning and moaning against her skin and holding her shaking body to his chest.

"Fuck," Zed breathed out.

Addison loosened her grip and laid back against the seat. She gave him a sated smile and went to work fixing her bra and shirt. "That was so hot," she said happily.

Zed just smiled at her. "You wanna go home?" he asked. "Or…are you up for a second round?"

"We really shouldn't," Addison said without a hint of meaning. "Someone might see."

Zed looked up at the foggy windows. "I highly doubt that," he said with a laugh. He pulled out of her, causing her to moan and whine in protest.

"Will I get more dick later?" Addison asked with a pout.

Zed leaned down and kissed her softly. "Yeah Babe," he whispered. "It is Wednesday though, so we've got homework and school tomorrow."

Addison frowned. "I wish it was summer and we could just stay in bed all day, fucking all day."

Zed laughed nervously and sat back on his heels. "I thought we were trying for less sex?" he reminded her.

Addison shrugged innocently. She sat up on her elbows and eyed his semi-erect dick with a hunger in her eyes. "I can't help myself," she said.

Zed got her what she was hinting at and stuffed his penis inside his sweatpants. Addison frowned but didn't say anything. Zed reached to the front seat and grabbed a few tissues from the cup holder. "Push out," he told her.

Addison shock her head. "I'll just take a shower later, s'fine," she said.

"Really?"

Addison nodded. "Besides, once I stand up gravity will take over and your cum will be speared in my panties and thus rubbing into my cunt." She grinned at the thought and mindlessly reached between her spread open legs to rub her clit.

Zed was quick to react. "We gotta go home Addy," he told her. "We can screw around all we want when we aren't in public and at risk of being charged as sex offenders."

"I…I guess you're right," she said with a sigh. She adjusted her panties then drew her legs up. Zed grabbed her shorts from the floor and put them on her ankles and she pulled them the rest of the way up.

She sat up then and leaned forward, kissing Zed softly. "I'm expecting you to follow through later," she whispered.

"Why are we at Walgreens?" Addison asked.

"We need to buy more condoms," Zed said. "And I want snacks too. I get hungry sometimes."

Addison laughed and grinned at him. "Well we gotta get a bigger box then," she said. "Between your storage of condoms and mine, we finished them in less than a week. I had one unopened box and like four from a previous box. That's fourteen, Zed. I don't know how many you had, but that means we had sex nearly three times a day for a week straight."

"Sometimes we didn't even use condoms," Zed added.

"We should really try to abstain."

Zed chuckled and glanced at the backseat. "Too late for that."

Addison grinned more. They got out of the car and walked hand-in-hand into the convenience store, heading straight for the condoms. "There's forty in this box," Addison said. "Two of these should get us through the next month or so."

"Or week."

Addison hit his arm playfully. "Zed!"

Zed laughed and said he was joking. "We can get it if you want."

"It doesn't go on my dick. I don't even have a dick."

"Yes but it doesn't go in my…" Zed trailed off as he saw an older woman with a small child beside her walking in the next aisle. "You know what, Addy."

Addison chuckled and grabbed two of the premium boxes and dropped them into their basket. "Time for snacks," she said excitedly, skipping down the aisle.

They walked through the aisles, grabbing snacks and candy and drinks as they went. "I hope we have enough money for all this," Zed muttered.

"My dad just put like three hundred on my card," Addison said. "We good."

"Well if Dale's paying then let's get some Gatorade."

Addison laughed and led the way to the cold's aisle. They filled up the basket with Gatorade, cold brewed coffee, and ice cream pints. They went to the register where Addison grabbed a pack of gum and more candy.

"We have so much candy here," Zed commented as the two of them unloaded the basket onto the counter.

The cashier—who coincidentally was also the kicker on the football team Gabriel—raised an eyebrow at the contents. "And condoms. Those are…that's a lot of condoms."

"Better safe than with an STD."

"That's not the saying," Gabriel pointed out.

Addison shrugged. "It's true, nevertheless."

Gabriel shrugged simply and went to scanning their items. "You guys are so cool," he said. "You just pop into Walgreens and buy condoms and candy and ice cream. That's the kind of relationship I want."

Zed chuckled lightly. "Dude, my girlfriend rocks."

"My boyfriend is pretty great too," Addison said with a smile. She kissed his cheek and leaned in to whisper to Gabriel. "He's also a really good fuck, so that may factor in with how soon you can get a relationship."

Gabriel blushed furiously and whisper-exclaimed, "Addison!"

Addison laughed at his embarrassment. "I'm not kidding, but we've got places to be and I've got plans." She winked at Zed who laughed at her antics.

(nothing happened that night)

Zed woke up Thursday morning with his typical morning wood being slowly jerked by his girlfriend. Addison usually picked him up in the morning but was never there that earlier. She must have crept into his room not long before. He didn't mind it as much, especially considering the amazing dream he was having before waking up (two words: cheer uniform).

Addison tilted her head and smiled. "Good morning sleepyhead," she greeted, lazily pumping her fist up and down his length. "I hope you don't mind this."

Zed just groaned in response and let his head fall back. Addison just giggled, then gently squeezed right under his dick's head, making him groan again. Zed rolled his head to the side, seeing that his room door was still cracked open. "We should probably take care of that. You know, just in case."

He couldn't help but whimper when she released his erection and got off his bed, dragging his desk chair with her on her way to the door. She swayed her hips as she walked, knowing he was watching her ass and putting on a show for him. Addison closed and locked it, then propped his chair against the door handle. She turned around and gave him a sly and sexy smile.

Addison unbuttoned the jacket she had stolen from Zed then shrugged it off, leaving it on the floor and sauntering back to the bed. "It's pretty early," she started. "I think that, if you're good and don't wake up your dad and sister, we can have lots of fun this morning."

"They aren't here."

Addison smirked as she toed off her sneakers. "Seems like an amazing coincidence, doesn't it?"

Zed sat up, slid his legs out of his pajama bottoms and boxers around his ankles and swung his legs over the side to face her. She walked back over to his bed. Zed saw her hard nipples through her tight tank top, all the bumps and ridges around her areolas. "Addy, are you wearing a bra?" Zed asked.

Addison smiled slyly. She grabbed the hem of her tee shirt and slowly pulled it up and over her head, revealing her bare chest.

"I have so many questions."

"There'll be time for those later," she said. She got down on her knees between his legs, grinning up at him. She picked up his dick and gave him a squeeze. "There's a more important issue at hand."

Zed moaned at the touch. She swiped her thumb over his head, using his precum to moisten his member. She rubbed her thumb and pointer against his swollen head, eliciting another moan from him.

Addison then leaned forward and sucked his dick into her mouth, going as far down as she could before gagging. Zed moaned and rolled his head back at the feeling of his dick stuffed in her wet and warm mouth. She pulled off until only his head was in her mouth, breathing deeply through her nose while swirling her tongue around the drooling tip.

"Oh my god," Zed gasped.

She grinned around his dick, bobbed her head up and down some more to get him slick then pulled off of him. "If you don't mind I want this dick inside me right now."

She stuck her thumbs in the waist of her skirt and pulled them and her panties down her legs, stepped out of them then straddled his waist. His hard and slick dick jammed itself between her dripping folds and Zed whimpered at the connection. Addison rocked her hips into his, grinding their sexes together. She moaned as she felt his cockhead dip in her hole before she'd pull back and grind his hot member against her clit.

"Let me lay down," Addison told him. "I want to fuck missionary."

"You do?"

Addison nodded, slowing her grinding to a more controlled pace. "I want it hard and now," she said in a firm tone. She looked him in the eyes, her pupils blown so wide that her eyes were merely rimmed blue. "Dominate me. Make me scream and cum hard. I want you to use me like a slut, Zed."

Zed groaned in response, pushing Addison from where she sat straddling his waist and onto her back on his bed. Addison squealed in delight. She spread her legs and Zed crawled between them. He grabbed his cock in his hand and pushed it against her dripping slit, groaning in time with her as his hard member slid inside her.

"Fuck," he breathed out. "You're so wet. You're always so fucking wet and tight."

Slowly, Zed bottomed out deep inside her. Addison gasped, her face contorting with pleasure and pain. "Wh-where is your family?" Addison struggled to get out.

Zed pulled out nearly completely before thrusting back in hard, making Addison cry out. "Some school thing in Boston," Zed said offhandedly. He thrust into her again with a low growl and Addison whimpered. "Why?" Zed asked.

His question was soon answered, when Addison rolled her head back and moaned and cried out freely as he pounding into her. She withered beneath him as pushed hard and faster, hitting her deep and rough.

"When…when will they—oh fuck! Yeah, right there!—when do they come back?"

"Sunday."

He held her by her hips, pulling and pushing her hips into his for more friction and greater depth. They both cried out and moaned. Her pussy was absolutely gushing, his pounding hardness squelching in her wetness. Addison's body rocked in time with his pounding, her boobs bouncing and her hands clawing at his sheets. She squeezed her pussy whenever she could, pushing him out when he tried to push in and making it all the more pleasurable for both of them.

She didn't even feel her orgasm build up. The next thing she knew she was cumming and moaning and crying out loudly, squeezing her eyes tightly as Zed barely slowed down his pace. She had barely gotten down from her high when Zed pulled out of her.

"There's at least ten minutes before I have to get ready," he said, almost completely out of breath. He turned her over and pulled her hips up until she was on her knees. "Think you've got another one in you?"

Addison sucked in a sharp breath at the low growl of his voice. His hands were rubbing over her ass, gripping it lightly, He brushed her hair over her shoulder, leaning forward and pressing hot, open mouth kisses along the expanse of her shoulder blades. Then she felt the head of his cock pressing between her folds, rubbing teasingly against her clit, and she whined, dropping down to her elbows and burying her face in the sheets.

"One more? You got one more in you?" She could feel him impossibly hard, rutting shallowly against her entrance. "Come on, please," he groaned again, "you think you got one more?"

Addison lifted her head and turned it, mumbling, "Yeah, Zed. Yeah, fuck me."

And then he was inside her, thrusting hard and fast. A stream of words, incoherent and jumbled even to her own ears and interrupted by loud moans, was tumbling from Addison's mouth, but the position's new angle was downright magnificent and she couldn't be bothered with forming actual words with Zed fucking her brains out.

One of his hands left her waist to slide up, tangling into her hair near the scalp. His fist closed and he was tugging her hair, pulling back Addison's head so her back bowed. She keened and clenched hard around him, barely hearing the "fuck" he grunted as he pounded into her even harder.

"God, you're so tight," he groaned. "Always so tight. So beautiful and perfect and—fuck—mm…"

She whimpered his name, and the hand still on her waist slid around to rub her clit roughly as the one in her hair fell to the bed. Zed bent forward and pressed his lips to her neck, biting and suck at the hot flesh.

And then Addison tensed, shaking apart with a cry of his name. With a few more thrusts Zed followed her over the edge. If possible her orgasm intensified even more. He held her quivering body in his arms as he shallowly thrust his spurting cock inside her, kissing her neck and her back until both their orgasms petered off.

Zed wrapper his arm around her waist and rolled onto his side. "Fuck," he breathed out. "You still with me, Addy?"

"Mhm," Addison moaned. "What a good morning."

Zed laughed tiredly. "God I need a shower. That was so intense."

"I didn't know you could get so rough," Addison observed. "Zombie Zed is merciless, but usually you're so gentle and shit."

"Are you complaining or…?"

"I want you to pull my hair whenever you get the opportunity," Addison stated.

Zed's cock was soft enough at that point to flop out of pussy. Addison whined and Zed traced circles over her stomach and breasts soothingly. "I didn't do that on purpose, you know."

Addison whimpered and turned her head into his neck. "I don't wanna go to school," she whined. "Do you think we could just lay here all day?"

"That'd be nice," Zed decided. "But they'd call your parents. You're still seventeen, you can't sign yourself out of school."

"Don't rub it in my face."

His hand trailed down her body to her clit and Addison whined in protest. "I can't," she whimpered. "Too much."

"Mkay," Zed murmured against her neck, moving his hands back up to her stomach. "Sorry, I just love you so fucking much."

"I need a nap."

"I need a shower." Zed paused, then added, "And I gotta brush my teeth. Fuck, sorry."

"Just a few more minutes," Addison whispered. "Then we can go face the day."

"Are you okay, Addy?" Bree asked. "You're walking weird."

Eliza groaned and said, "Her and Zed were going at it this morning. They were so loud!"

Addison giggled. "It was good, I guess."

"You guys run off and do 'it' a lot," Bree noted. "It's becoming a bit concerning. I think Principal Lee is trying to catch you in the act so she can punish you and 'make you an example'."

"What?"

Eliza nodded in agreement. "She came to us during lunch and asked where you two were the other day. You're lucky we covered for you two, but you definitely need to avoid the Safe Room for a while."

"And, I dunno, not have sex during school. Just a suggestion."

"I crave the dick like I crave food," Addison stated. "It may be a little weird but whenever I see Zed…mm."

"Dear Z, you two are so similar it's not even a surprise anymore."

"You know what I want for lunch?" Zed whispered into Addison ear.

Addison hummed in response. Zed bit her earlobe and trailed his hand up her thigh, making her whimper slightly. "I'm gonna eat a nice, juicy, pussy. And I'm very tempted to just get down and do it, right here, in the middle of the hallway."

"Oh my god," Addison moaned. Zed moved his mouth to hers, kissing her hard as his hands trailed toward her ass, groping it through her tight skirt.

"Mr. Necrodopolus and Ms. Davis." They both jumped and pulled apart when they heard Principal Lee beside them. "Hands to ourselves. Otherwise we'll have to have another conversation in my office."

Zed smiled politely. "Sorry, Principal Lee."

"Keep all the extreme displays of affection where I can't see it and out of the learning environment," she stated. She gave them a look before heading off down the hall.

Addison giggled and leaned back against the locker. "It's like you don't want to graduate," she joked. "You need to be more secretive and not grab my ass in the hallway."

"I can't help it, it's one of my favorite things."

"It's so flat."

"On the contrary. It's so firm and perky and it's just so amazing." Zed leaned in and whispered to her, "Just like your beautiful tits and your thighs. I could spend all day worshiping your body, just give me the word."

"Oh my god," Addison whimpered. Zed knew she was getting wet, the scent of her arousal getting stronger. He smirked and grabbed her hand, walking with her down the hall.

"So I'm guessing Principal Lee is onto us with the Safe Room and the parking lot," Zed said. "We need to find a new place to fuck."

"Say it a little louder, why don't you? Get us expelled!"

Zed chuckled. "Where should we go?"

"The bathroom is too obvious and the closet just sucks," Addison said.

"Lab?"

"I have cheerleaders in there, doing their homework before practice," Addison said. "Oh! The locker room!"

"They're all locked."

"Not for the captain of the cheer team, who had a key."

Zed laughed and Addison pulled him into the cheer lounge, walking across the room and unlocking the entrance to the gym. She locked the door behind them and dragged Zed toward the girl's locker room. The door hadn't closed before Zed was unbuttoning her skirt and bunching it up around her waist. He turned her around and pushed her against the door, dropping down between her legs and breathing out against her hot center. Addison gasped and her legs shook.

"I can't believe you actually went pantyless," Zed murmured. He pushed her up and moved her thighs onto his shoulders, Addison linking her ankles behind his back.

"You asked me to," she answered. She wove her fingers into his hair and tugged him toward her dripping center. Addison groaned and let her head fall back against the door when she felt his tongue run up her hot center, her other hand clawing at the air as Zed's tongue and lips worked over her folds.

He lapped at her clit and she keened loudly—too loudly, she thought somewhere in the back of her head that they were in school and everything in the gym echoed, but that thought vanished as quickly as it had appeared. How could she be quiet when Zed was sucking on her clit like it was a piece hard candy?

His mouth paused briefly so he could slide a long finger into her, immediately joined by a second. He pumped them in and out a few times, stretching her out and filling the room with obscenely wet sounds. Then he twisted them just right to rub against that spot inside her, and took her clit in his mouth again and sucked. Stars danced in her vision as her release hit her. She cried out in glorious pleasure and yanked hard on his hair as she came.

Zed's fingers were still moving inside of her, prolonging her orgasm as she slowly came down from her high. She was shaking a little and gasping for breath, and gripping Zed's hair tightly. He was pressing light kisses to the insides of her thighs, sliding his fingers out from inside her and leaving her feeling hollow. She released his hair and he set her down on the ground, holding her waist as he stood up to support her weak body.

"Fuck," Addison breathed out. "You…you're way too good at that."

Zed grinned, then held up his glistening fingers for her to see. "Do you wanna taste or can I keep it all for myself?"

"Don't say it like that," Addison whined in embarrassment. "You make it sound so dirty!"

Zed smirked slightly. "You don't have to be embarrassed. If you don't wanna like my fingers I would kiss you and either way you'd be tasting your pussy."

Addison giggled and Zed held his hand an inch from her face. She stuck her tongue out and swirled it around his fingers. She moaned and sucked his fingers into her mouth, smiling at him around his fingers. Zed whimpered and held her face with his free hand, kissing her forehead, then her nose and her cheek (and her other cheek).

Addison wrapped her legs around his waist and ground her wet center over the hardness hidden in his jeans. He pulled his fingers from her mouth and smiled at her with a raised eyebrow.

"We haven't gone on a date in a while," Addison said. "We should do that."

"Mm," Zed moaned. "Seems random, but yeah. What do you want to do?"

"Well, it's hasn't gotten too cold out," Addison said. "We could go roller skating."

"Will you spend the night after? Zoey and my dad won't be home until later the next day."

Addison nodded. "I'm gonna see if my parents will let me stay tonight."

Zed snorted. "I doubt it. Once they find out we'll be alone they'll handcuff you to your bed."

Addison laughed. "Do you wanna go to lunch? Like eat something really and not just my pussy?"

"Mm…let's go eat," Zed decided. "And then, we can come back and hide during study hall. If your fine with that, of course."

Addison tilted her head forward and kissed his lips gently. "You don't need to ask all the time. It's always a yes with you."

"Except when it's no."

Addison giggled and kissed him again. "I love you."

"Hey Zed, Gables was telling us about you and Addison at Walgreens yesterday."

Zed furrowed his brows. "Excuse me?"

Wyatt then went on to explain, "He said you guys bought eighty condoms."

"Oh, yeah. We bought two forty-packs. One for Addison and one for me."

Darius turned and closed his locker, joining the conversation. "There's no way you need eighty condoms. You're like, an innocent deer. I didn't even think you had sex, Zed."

"An innocent deer?"

"You go all Zombie-blushing whenever we talk about sex and shit," Darius explained. "And then you go out a buy eighty condoms."

"If I knew it would be such a problem I'd just go to a different store," Zed said with a laugh. "You guys are acting like I'm not tryna be safe."

"So you guys have sex a lot?"

Zed shrugged.

"Have you had sex today?"

Zed nodded, then held up three fingers. All the guys in the locker room froze at that. Wyatt was the first to recover. "It's three o'clock! How'd you have sex three times?"

Zed laughed and grinned slyly. "She has a key to my house and let herself in," he said with a grin. "It was a great wake-up call. And then there was in lunch and study hall."

"Those are back to back!"

Zed chuckled and shrugged. "What can I say? Addy's got a craving and I've got what she needs."

"And she bragged about how good he was in bed!" Gabriel called from the back of the locker room.

"It's probably cause he's a Zombie or some shit."

"Why would that affect anything?" Zed questioned. "Actually, being a Zombie means that getting hard is harder."

"Don't complain to us about your erection issues."

"I'm not complaining! I'm just…pointing it out."

"The amount of times you're hard during a game makes me doubt that's true," Wyatt said with a laugh.

Quincy walked over from the end of the locker room. "It's 'cause Addison is there in those fine ass cheer uniforms," he said.

Zed narrowed his eyes at the wide receiver, who laughed nervously and took a step back. "The cheer uniforms in general, not just on Addison," he corrected.

"Mhm." Zed rolled his eyes. "Are we done here? There's a game tomorrow so we gotta get in some more practice. We still need to learn a few plays."

"Whatever you say Freaky Z."

"Don't make me hurt you."

"Why are you icing?"

"First I dropped Becca," Addison explained. "Then I got hit during our routine. Then I messed up my form and got kicked in the head by Becca. Then I fucked up my drop and got Connor's elbow right in the rib."

Zed scrunched up his face. "That sounds awful."

"It was," Addison said. "I'm gonna have bad bruises. Aside from the ones from you."

Zed didn't grin though. "Are you sure your fine? Do you wanna go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine," Addison said. "I was just thinking about you the whole time and I couldn't focus. I think I may have a problem."

"May?"

Addison pointed a finger at him and said, "You can't talk! You get hard whenever I'm in my cheer uniform. Like right now!"

"Don't try to change the subject," Zed warned. "You're hurt. Do you only want ice? Do you want more? Maybe I can give you a massage when we get back?"

Addison couldn't help but smirk. "A massage?"

"Not that type of massage!"

"What if I want that type of massage? What about that Zed?"

"Then…then you'll get that type of massage."

"Good."

Zed nodded, then looked at her in concern again. "Did you hit your head? Or that important part that, like, determines if your paralyzed?"

"My spinal cord?"

"Yeah, that."

Addison giggled and said, "It was mostly just my arm and my fucking clavicle. But someone has a tendency to grab me really hard and leave hand shaped bruises all over, so I might need to massage those too."

"Addy, I'm seriously concerned about you." He stepped toward her and gently pressed his fingers against her temple, which was cold and damp from the ice pack. Addison winced at the contact.

"I haven't broken anything," she said honestly. "I'm sore though. But I do want a massage, to help alleviate the soreness."

Zed couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry, you'll get your massage."

Addison took a shower as soon as she got home while Zed knocked out the few homework assignments he had. Addison exited her en-suite completely naked, using a towel to dry her hair before tossing it into a messy bun. She smiled at Zed sweetly and he swallowed thickly.

"Fuck," he breathed out. "You look so beautiful."

Addison giggled and said, "I'd hope my boyfriend thinks I'm beautiful."

"Well, you always look beautiful, but it's like your naked but you look so pure and—and perfect."

Addison smiled and sat on her bed. "You keep getting so hard and I'm not even wearing my uniform. I say we're progressing."

"I'm staring at my sexy, naked, glistening girlfriend," Zed stated. "I would be more concerned if I wasn't hard."

He stood up and moved to her, grabbing the baby oil from her dresser. Addison laid back on her bed and grinned at him. "I'm very excited to get your hands all over me."

"You don't need to ask for a massage to get that!"

She smiled brightly and watched as he climbed onto her bed and sat on his knees beside her.

"What's going on in here?"

Zed looked up at Addison's mother, Missy, standing in the doorway of Addison's bedroom. He didn't stop his ministrations though, sending silent praise that he had stopped kneading her ass barely minutes before Missy had shown up.

"Addy asked for a massage," Zed explained. "Rough practice today and all."

"Ah," Missy said with understanding. "I heard moans and thought the worst. My mistake."

"Mom, go away," Addison complained. She turned her head to look at her mother and said, "This is a very useful and important massage I'm receiving. I'll tell you all about cheer practice later."

"Okay, I'm going."

"And close the door too."

"I'm only doing it because I feel like all that'll happen in here will be a massage."

Zed laughed lightly and watched as missy closed the door behind her. He waited a minute before getting up and heading over, flicking the lock before returning to the bed.

"Was that so hard?" he whispered to Addison.

"Mhm," Addison mumbled. "Go back to my ass."

"I don't think you got hit there," Zed pointed out.

"I definitely did," Addison said. "By my boyfriend's pelvis when he was fucking me. And it was glorious, but my ass hurts."

Zed chuckled, then leaned down and bit at her ass. "Zed!" Addison exclaimed with a laugh.

He grinned and pulled back with a grin. "You're always walking around looking like a lil' snack. I just wanna eat you up sometimes."

"In a Zombie-way or a sexual-way?"

Zed rolled her onto her back and leaned between her legs, pushing them further open. "Always a sexual way," he said with a lustfully deep voice.

Addison smiled lazily as Zed moved up her body, her fingers tracing over her skin with feather light touches. "Take off your shirt," Addison whispered.

Zed lifted himself up and reached behind his head, pulling his shirt up and over. Addison's heavy lidded eyes scanned over his bare chest hungrily and she licked her lips in anticipation. "Your so sculpted and fucking fit," she said in a quiet and heavy voice. She traced her fingers over the lines of his muscles, pulling lightly on each of his nipples and drawing a low moan from him.

Addison smiled at the sound. "Do you think it's weird I wanna lick your nipples?" Addison asked.

Zed shook his head immediately. "Not now though," he said. "Tonight its all about you."

"I like the sound of that," Addison said lightly. "Oh, take off your sweatpants too. I want there to be as little clothing between me and your dick as possible."

Zed smiled and stood up on her bed. He had to bend down so his head wouldn't hit the ceiling. He then pulled down his sweatpants, stepping out of them then kicking them off the bed.

Zed dropped back onto the bed just as music began to play from out in the hallway. He made a face at Addison who just shook her head. "Either they know we're gonna have sex or they're gonna have sex and I don't want to know which is true," she explained.

Zed nodded in understanding. He moved back between her legs and leaned over her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down to grind her dripping slit against his boxer-covered erection. He pushed her legs down.

Addison frowned but instead of pushing, she asked, "Are you gonna finish my massage now?"

"Yes indeed," Zed whispered.

It was the best, most passionate sex they'd had in weeks.

"Can I stay at Zed's tonight?"

"Is Zevon home?" Dale asked.

Zed and Addison shook their heads no. "Well there's your answer," Dale said.

"We'll be good! We'll go and sleep and then wake up and go to school!" Addison protested.

"Addy, you can't stay with your eighteen year old boyfriend," Missy stated as if it were obvious.

"You let me stay over all the time."

"When his dad is home," Missy explained. "Then I know you aren't out snorting crack or something else illegal, because Zevon checks in with me."

"So then what if I check in with you?" Addison asked. "Call you when I get there and before I go to sleep and once I wake up and when I'm going to school? Then can I say?"

Missy and Dale looked at each other. They had a silent conversation, before Missy said, "We'll let you know after dinner."

"So, Zed, how have you been holding up?" Dale asked.

"With what?"

"You know, common app closes soon," Dale said, waving in a general sense. "Early decision deadlines coming. All those things."

"Oh. It's fine." Zed shrugged. "I've got like, four offers that are really important, but our college advisor said to have safety schools too."

"Four offers?" Missy asked.

Zed nodded. "I'm just waiting to see what offers Addy gets, but I've got a pretty good idea on my top choice. And no, I won't tell you either."

"I don't even know," Addison said.

"How's senior year going? Both of you." Missy asked.

"School's easy and stuff, cheer is murder, and Zed is cute." Addison shrugged. "Oh, we're going out on Saturday. Just wanted to let you know."

"Where?"

"Roller skating," they said in unison.

"Oh. I thought you went roller skating some time ago?" Missy asked.

"We went ice skating last Christmas," Addison said with a smile. "And I think we went roller skating when Bree turned fifteen. Now we're going, but just the two of us."

"Well have fun."

"I was gonna ask to stay over Saturday too," Addison said. "But Zevon will be back Sunday."

Dale looked at Zed with a raised eyebrow and asked, "What time, Sunday?"

"I have no idea," Zed said. "He's with Zoey on some school thing in Boston."

"Then no."

"Are you kidding!" Addison exclaimed. "I'm seventeen. Seventeen. You're acting like I'm a baby."

"I'm acting this way because your seventeen and you and Zed are way to sexually active, and you don't need a baby at this age," Missy stated. "You're gonna go to Zed's house and have sex and I bet fifty bucks you won't use a condom. I know you haven't been using condoms all week either. Maybe even for weeks. How much money am I due then, Addy?"

Addison blushed and looked down at her plate. "Okay, you do have a point."

"Of course I do, I'm your mother. I could've said something when you were getting a 'massage' earlier."

"To be fair, she was getting a massage," Zed said. "Rough practice today."

Missy pointed her fork at him threateningly. "You hush," she warned. "I am too young to be a grandmother and you're both too young to be parents."

"What if we swear to use condoms? Then can I stay?" Addison asked.

"I'm tempted to say no," Missy said.

Addison grinned at her parents. "That's a Yes!"

"I expect you to hold your word and check in with me."

"Yeah, Okay," Addison said while nodding. "You know I think it'd just be great if I got to stay until Sunday."

"Addison!"

"Is that too much to ask?"

Dale nodded in agreement.

"Please? Pretty please? I'll do double chores when I get back! And I'll…I'll spend less money. Please?"

"We'll decide after we see how tomorrow goes." Missy said. "Now, I spent too long on this meal for it to be wasted. Eat up."