#lad zayne

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Weird things I think LAD men would do during sex

Sylus: accidentally sat (or sat you) down on his glasses and they almost broke

Zayne: whimpered in your ear once, got embarrassed and you had to stop to comfort him.

Xavier: burped. Got freaky right after dinner and he just burped really loud while eating you out.

Rafayel: choked on pussy juice and had a long coughing fit.

Caleb: nearly suffocated when you sat on his face :/

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ladies & gentlemen, he said it again ‼️

[buckiverse]

☆ warnings: mdni, this is literally just a description of how caleb, zayne, and sylus jerk off and if they watch porn

☆ a/n: I have officially decided all the boys are virgins, so i feel it's only right to write about them yearning for you but also being overcome with guilt <3

☆ Caleb

Caleb has spent so long secretly admiring you, adoring you. All he wants is for you to like him the same—but Caleb is patient. Caleb understands long-suffering and is willing to wait for you. He won’t force you to come to him. You have to want it—this, as he does. With this being said, for a long time, he will not watch porn. He’ll feel bad like he’s betraying you—like you’ll know he lusted after another person. 

When you both go to college, he’d spend more time away from you for the first time, and he wouldn’t even dare to think about letting another woman touch him. He’d even have you act as a liaison, discouraging others from approaching him romantically. That didn’t mean that he hadn’t heard stories of what his friends were doing in bed, the fantasies they were living out—now he was curious. 

He’s not a boy anymore, and this is different—it’s educational, he’d tell himself. When the video loaded, a woman, blindfolded, a vibrator pressed between her folds. Teasing her clit gently. The blush spread on his face furiously as he felt himself getting hard. He watched as she writhed against the toy, but not daring to close her legs as her partner commanded. He could feel the heat spreading across his neck—taking mental notes. He would love to do this to you.

Though he had no experience, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t make love to you so good you’d never want to leave. He’d read books and look at fanart, especially of things you like. If you tell him about the latest manhwa you’re reading, best believe he's going to study that shit like no other. You read romance? Well, now he does, too. 

He might even have a whole notepad. Seeing what works, what he likes, what he thinks you might like. He knows you well enough to guess, though he’d definitely ask you directly. 

But when Caleb touches himself, he’d do it with a stolen pair of panties. Sometimes, the washer would eat your socks, underwear, and towels, which was nothing new.

Now, speaking of guilt, he knows this is horrible for him, but he doesn’t know what else to do with himself. But when Caleb saw the pair, unwashed and forgotten in the washer, he couldn’t help but pick them up and stuff them in his pocket. Now he closes his eyes, stroking himself slowly, the underwear in his mouth to muffle the noises from his lips, hoping you wouldn’t hear him. He decided this would do. Using little pieces of you to get himself off. 

He would think of the times before college when he could hear your muffled moans and breaths coming from your room late at night and secretly press his head against your shared wall, trying to listen to you better. He couldn’t wait to use his newfound knowledge on you. He’s just eagerly waiting. 

☆ Zayne

Zayne wants to be romantically involved with you. He desires—yearns for it. But he knows that's not the current state of your relationship and will respect the pace at which you want to take things. His busy life keeps him occupied. He almost relies on it to monopolize his attention since he can’t give it all to you. But it doesn’t stop the guilt he feels—watching porn. 

It takes a lot for him actually to touch himself. He won’t do it often. Yet. It would be an actual internal conflict for him. When he finally decided he was going to watch porn, he would make it quick. The cold metal of his phone in his hand, the dark screen reflecting at him, would almost snap Zayne out of it—but he’s currently wrapped up in his lust. Even so, he still feels like he’s being unfaithful to you—the idea of you more accurately. 

He’ll decide only to watch one while allowing the video to load. He’s just desperate to get off at the moment. It’s almost painful, the way his cock is straining against his slacks. Lately, waiting or sleeping it off hasn’t been working. He’d been so pent up that Zayne stayed hard the whole drive home, and now he gave in. 

It's a short video, but fuck it was hot. The woman squirmed underneath her partner. And Zayne’s pupils blew wide when he saw him suck on her clit, and he could hear the *pop* of his lips detaching from her folds. The groan that fell from her lips when he pushed his tongue inside her—how his arms kept her legs pinned down, though her hips bucked upwards. 

He wanted to do that to you badly. So bad that he closed his eyes, his head thrown back, his lips parted as he leaned back in the chair, jerking himself fast. He had to have you—he couldn’t take it anymore. And he came so fucking hard, and when he finally opened his eyes, he saw the come all over his slacks.

But the guilt was quickly spreading through his chest. It almost feels like he has desires towards the people in the video, but honestly, all he wants is you. He’s never even touched another woman—but still, he felt mortified at the idea that you’d look at him and know what he was doing late at night, imagining it was you there.  

He would never touch another woman. You are all he has wanted since he was a child. Even back then, he only wanted to be connected to you, keeping other girls at a distance even into his adulthood. But maybe now that was catching up to him.

☆ Sylus

Sylus is patient—but only with you. He’d been frustrated for a while. Between your apparent hatred of him and the chaos in the N109 zone, it was slowly eating away at him. Still, no matter how adamant you were about holding your grudge, he’d never be angry with you. Disappointed? Maybe. But never angry.

He loved the game you were playing but wanted—needed—more of you. You were bonded to him, whether you realized it or not. Fated. And the longer you pretended to hate him, the more amused he became. Sylus knew your walls were crumbling, piece by piece.

Like the patient man he is, he waited. Even as you kept those walls standing, even as you unknowingly softened him in ways he never expected—he never sought out distractions. He wouldn’t watch porn. He didn’t need to. First of all, he was busy. Running a city, being a crime boss. You know, important stuff.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t come home late at night, exhausted, missing you. That he didn’t lie in bed on his stomach, the ache of longing settling deep. He might even pull a pillow beneath him, letting it fill the empty space—imagining it was you.

He’d press his weight into it, wishing it were your body beneath him instead. His breath would hitch, a flush burning its way across his cheeks as he rutted against it, slow at first, then more desperate. His fingers would twist into the sheets, knuckles white, your name slipping past his lips like a prayer.

He just felt so desperate. The need for you—your touch, your claim—clawed at his chest, leaving him raw. And when he finally came, hips stuttering in one last, shaky grind, a tear would slip from the corner of his eye.

Sylus doesn’t cry often—if at all. But the thought of you never choosing him? That breaks him.

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[2.]

Love and Deepspace Various! / Reader

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Huming to the soft music playing in the cafe, you gently stir the brew. The smell of fresh bread and sweet syrups always lingering in the air.

You were glad for the calm evening, the morning rush had gone by rather quickly. Each order different than the last, yet you and youe colleuges made it through the first shift.

"Excuse me?" A polite voice pipes up. Giving the costumer your attention, your eyes widen at the familiar heroine hunter.

"Hello again! What can I get you Miss MC?"

You playfully smile, as the brunette beauty grins back at you.

"My usual, please."

"Alright, unicorn hair and a dish rag, comin' up!" You state innocently as her eyes widen. Her laughter lighting on the cafè as you turn away to the coffee cups.

Not seeing her lean her palm against her chin, eyeing the curve of your shoulder blades as stretch a arm up to the higher shelves.

'I wish I was that cup~!' She screamed iternally. This little haven of her's being the few solaces in her stressful life. Bringing out her phone, texting her friend, using every bit of sensabilty to not take photos of you.

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You swoon openly, heart-eyed and face warm as you recount your feelings. Though, you knew telling the male of who your affections were for wouldn't make him bat an eye, (since he loved MC), it weirded you out at his strange behavior. Eyes slightly cold as his frown deepens into a pout.

You ignore it, knowing you had no chance with the love intrest. (At least you could swoon about the other male leads since they didn't know it was them you were talking about.)

"Hm? You okay?" You pause your rant, eyeing the blonde.

"...No."

"O-oh.." You head slightly lowered, toying with the holding trey. "A-ahm.. I'll just, get your order, Xavier." The friendly tone dying in your throat as you walk away. Frowning, know you shouldn't be pushing your luck. You'd at least hoped to be on friendly terms! You knew he wasn't as cold as he presented himself! But.. That was reserved for the MC only.

While wandering back to the kitchen, the blonde runs his fingers through his locks. Upset for being the cause of loosing your enthusiasm.

Jelousy spiking up quietly in his heart when recalling MC proudly showing off your number in her phone. Or hearing your sweet words of praise directed to someone else.

He'd have to find away to get it.

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Sitting on the bar-stool, you eye the giant glass shard stuck in your leg. Trying to fake the pain, you were honestly nonchalant at the at the injury.

It couldn't really do damage.

Sweating slightly, you smiled nervously at the doctor.

Zayne carefully lifts your leg close to him, tenderly gripping your skin as he eyes injury.

"Okay... One, two... THREE." He stated, pulling out the glass stuck in your thigh. You blink, nothing, no scream, no blood... Nothing.

"...." The doctor blinks at you in disbelief. Shakily placing the shard down on the bar-counter.

"...Y.. Your body still must be in shock." The male rationalized, fingers digging into the flesh of your leg.

"O-oh... Y-yeah..." You hear the jingle of the cafè's door opening. Alerting the two of you as Zayne's body cages around you.

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The painter eagerly pushes you down on one of the dressing room chairs. Smirking as MC walks into one the dressing rooms.

"You know... I think this color would look wonderfully on you." He spoke casually, sliding up closer to you. Holding up a shimmering blue dress with bits of jewels threaded into the seam.

You thought it looked really familiar to certain outfit of his-

"Huh.. I don't think it's my size though." You shrug, "the last outfit you handed me was a bit tight. I couldn't even pull the ziper up for the back."

You recall a few moments earlier, when MC eagerly wanted to take a selfie with you in that piece. Rafeyal immediately forwning and trying to push between you. To the point his hands pushing at your back away from the female Hunter.

Not seeing the grin he shot her when he carresed your naked lower spine.

"Though, I really wish you'd acompany me and Miss Bodygaurd to the exhibit."

"Oh? That's really nice of you to offer, but I-... Well.." You let a silly smile overtake your face. Dreamily sighing as you glace away, your heart couldn't take his pout.

"I.. uhm.. Got a date?"

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Seeing that familiar smirk, you got another case of butterflies. Swallowing down your swooning, you notice a customer calling you over.

Passing by the male, you use all of your will power to ignore him. Eyes shinning with utter affection, you direct those feelings away. Greeting the costumer that called you eagerly.

Feelings still rampanging over your heart, you do your best to pay attention to the order.

Heading back to the counter, your co-worker writes down Sylus order as you start perparing the coffee.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to add on to my order. But may I have two smaller drinks with the order."

"Of course!" You pipe up, not daring to meet his gaze as you shake the syrup canister.

"Thank you, (Y/N)..."

He sounded out the name cheekily, with you heart fluttering about. You don't see that your name-tag was no longer on your shirt.

Instead, hidden within his coats pockets for safe-keeping.

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[Hiya! I wrote this as a idea I had awhile ago! It was originally in the concept as a full fledege idea. But I scrapped it, sorry! Enjoy! Thanks for reading, if you wanna know more. Send in a ask!]

[zaynes-nieve]

Zayne Confirmed Lore

Anything confirmed by the developers, including any accounts or information within the game! (I will update you as the game continues, and I appreciate any info I can get from you all as well!!!!)

Tender Moments | Memoria | Bond | Devs/Offical/Messages/Calls | Main Story | Annecdotes

Basic Info:

Zayne's Birthday is September 5th | About Him

Other Names: Rei (JP), Lee See-Oen (KR) and Li Shen (CN)

Zayne's Constellation sign is a Virgo (like me)| About Him

Zayne is 6'1 | About Him

Zayne's age is 27 | About Him

Zayne is the Chief Cardiac Surgeon at Akso Hospital | About Him

Zayne's evol is Ice | About Him

Daily Life and a good chunk of the lore

Zayne is a workaholic, and he likes it | Gentle Twilight/About Him

He is good at snowboarding! | Everlasting Snowdrop/About Him

He knows how to peel an apple in one go | Spring Remnants/About Him

He is good at drawing (those anatomical diagrams, ftw!!!) | Suprise Encounter/About Him

He has a sweet tooth (like me) | Nostalgic Sweetness/About Him

He gets toothaches (unlike me) | Nostalgic Sweetness/About Him

He is a terrible patient (Strict against others, indulgent to his own whims) | Nostalgic Sweetness/About Him

Zayne is a teetotaler (a person who never drinks alcohol) | Drunken Intimacy/About Him

He is good at pool but is a strict teacher | Exclusive Tutorial/About Him

His Parents are also Doctors and work with Doctors without Borders overseas | Eternal Attachment/About Him

He sends them a message on his birthday each year, telling them he is just fine! | Eternal Attachment/About Him

Zayne has a hard time controlling his Evol | Main Story 4-10/Never Ending Winter ch.4

Starcatcher Awardee (2046) | Main Story 4-5

Linde Award Winner (Year 2046) | Main Story 4-5 / Never Ending Winter ch.10? Last chapter mention

His patients all are obedient (terrified) of him | A Pure White Heart ch. 3

Dr. Zayne and Dawnbreaker see each other in their dreams | (Never Ending Winter Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.4)

He has a pet squirrel named after the medication, Clopidogrel! | Feed the Squirrel/Message

It appears Zayne also frequently volunteers to assist in medical relief for disasters or joins the medical teams assisting hunters fighting wanders in high-frequency zones | Dawn's Shadows, Foreign Aid/Video Call, Hidden Motive, Medical Rescue

He is quick to forgo his well-being to save others in dangerous situations. He truly puts his own duty as a doctor above everything else.| Medical Rescue, Neon Night

He is surprisingly (not to any of us but to MC ig) a novice to the art of sleeping in. | Fluffy Treatment/About Him

When he is sick he dodges the cold medicine for Hot Cocoa. | Engraved Affection/About Him

Zayne used to secretly tag along to get Milk Tea with the Akso Hospital Staff | Everlasting Wish/About Him

His Past:

Zayne was one smart cookie and skipped several years! But because he was so young and his classmates were not. He had a hard time making friends | Delicacy/About Him

When he was in medical school, he visited a barbeque stall a lot | Delicacy/About Him

He has a good tolerance for pain😭and he gets injured a lot, leaving many scars | Medical Rescue/About Him

Dr. Zayne was in the 35th Cohort of the Skyhaven Medical School in a PhD Program | Never Ending Winter ch.1

He was an intern under Dr. William (took him under his wing) | Never Ending Winter ch.1

It's implied he had to kill William after those black crystals seemed to be turning Dr.William into a Wanderer (Do we consider this confirmed enough?) | Never Ending Winter ch. 6

He Plays Tennis (and won a prize!) | Tennis Game/Messages

Due to the time travel shenanigans and our boy being the best at everything, Zayne is now an expert Jade carver! | Moonlit Dream

He briefly studied keyboards as a child. But quit after a month. | Heartstring Notes

All he knows how to play is Little Lamb | Heartstring Notes

When he worked at the hospital during New Years, the Akso Hospital Staff celebrated the holidays together | Cherished Longing/About Him

Zayne has a brother....it's a Monkey | Cherished Longing

His Likes:

He really hates carrots!!! | A Frozen Promise/About Him

He visits medical museums to relax, or he will go look out at the river | Heart Within Reach/About Him

Our Story 💙❄️☃️

He gave us a little snow seal when we were children (we thought it was a snowball) | A Frozen Promise/About Him

After seeing our name on the volunteer list for the Frontlines, he follows us. Hidden Motive/Insta Acc.

He is our Primary Doctor!!! (we're not gonna talk about the ethics of this LMFAO) | Main Story 1-8/About Him

Zayne said he melted an "old" popsicle (our popsicles at this time) for us when we were kids | Nostalgic Sweetness/About Him

Our Grandmother left us a letter with Zayne, and he seems to know more than he is letting on | Main Story 4-7

We voted for him in the Patient's Favorite Doctor poll on Asko's official account (He also won) | A Vote/Message

HE USES US AS HIS WALLPAPER | Screen Saver/Message

Zayne is not above bribery (whether it is us or his patients) | I Miss You/Message

We gave daffodils to Zayne! (they're garlic) | Gardening/Message

World Underneath

Longly Flame

Williams Girlfriend was named Sienna

She gives Zayne, Williams Martyr Badge.

(See the Everlasting Anecdote for more info on William)

They call Zayne the 35th academic god XD. They pray to him before exams lmfao

Zayne and Dr. Noah are apart of an experiment along with Carter regarding proctores and hearts. It starts growing black crystals

Zayne deletes all of his research

In General this just introduces that Dr. Noah had three protégés; Zayne, Carter and William

Snowy Stairs

Carter didn't get his doctorate degree (what a scum bag)

Carter is stalking Zayne.

He also seems to be playing and is obsessed with life and death

Cabin 607 is a patient, Carter is attempting to use to get Zayne to join him in his efforts at Xander Sciences

His name is Felix, 45 and a teacher

Carter tried to hack Zayne with a Trojan horse. This man is obsessed oml

Carter is now attempting to use MC to get to Zayne and possibly use MC for the X-Heart Experiment

No Morning (The Greyson Anecdote)

Zayne is the type to micromanage

This occurs after Im assuming after MC and Zayne’s trip to Mt. Eternal due to context clues but this may be wrong

Greyson has a crush on a Hunter

Zayne and MC are considered close by the Akso staff

Snowball Flower on Zayne's desk though it looks a little sick according to Greyson

Called a Snow Velvet

Rescue Operation, both Greyson, Zayne attend for 2 days and 2 nights

Awww Greyson got himself a little Hunter girlfriend

CPR and the 6 minutes if they're heart stops. To not give up cause that is when a person is declared dead and can't be resuscitated. (I think Greyson was telling Zayne this but I originally thought it was Zayne telling Greyson)

Overall it really is just getting into how scary being a hunter is from a non hunter perspective. Especially since it's from a surgeon who is like Zayne.

We also learn more about some of the medical conditions that occur with Hunters and protocore symptoms

And once again the mention of the Grim Reaper and again the mention of dark ICE crystals with the dying snow velvet .

MYTH STORIES

Foreseer

Master of Fate

Dawnbreaker

Anything talked about in this section is written as if you have already had the knowledge before hand.

Never Ending Winter: Zayne Anecdote #2

First mention of Dawnbreaker and also where we get the info of Zayne's Nightmare into Dawnbreaker's world.

Zayne mentions the nightmares again and talks about how his current reality is more bloody than his nightmares (Dawn Breaker World)

We get Dr.Zayne's perspective as he is "in that world of ice and snow" Zayne attacks himself from his perspective with dark crystals (which we know from The third ancedote is the color of Dawnbreaker's ice

Dr.Zayne refers to this black coated version of him as the Grim Reaper.

Zayne almost accidentally killed someone important to him when he was 12. He was 12 when he first started getting dreams of Dawnbreaker

Crystals begin to grow off of William (though, they mention the color of said crystals being black, they dont mention if they're ice)

Future edit: 1/25/25: Infold has made it very clear recently between the difference between the dark ice of Dawnbreaker and the black crystals that seems to involve humans turning into wanderers. Zayne now in the most recent main story with Caleb has made it clear that the crystals on Kevi was the ones that were on William!!!

The people Dawnbreaker killed appear in front of him after he kills William

Still in the Dark: Zayne Anecdote #3

Georgie's first description of Dawnbreaker Zayne is that of a Grim Reaper (hence the connection to all mentions of him in Never Ending Winter)

Georige is a young boy who hires Zayne to help him find the person who killed his mom

Dawnbreaker is the in canon title for the serial killer who leaves no bodys only dark blue crystals

There is footage of Dawnbreaker killing these people, so it isn't speculation

Detective Ivan, the police working on the Dawnbreaker case, gives distrubing insight into the situation, giving his point of view that the people who Dawnbreaker is killing leave behind shards like Wanderer protocores

When he catches Dawnbreaker in the act, he finds the victim with tentacles and attacking Dawnbreaker.

Georgie's mother was a worker at an ungergound protocore factory

Zayne, after running out of chocolate, takes some from Georgie, and so begins the Georige & Zayne duo.

DB!Zayne watches Old Doctor Television Shows

He also only lives off of Nutrient Solutions

DB! Zayne also has a Jasmine Plant

He also oftens visits a decayed plaza with a jasmine field

In their universe, Linkon City is a city from a distant past.

DB!Zayne confirms that he also dreams and that it is of our Linkon City

Chapter 4 is where we get the most intermigle between Zayne & DB! Zayne.

Zayne dreams of MC and the snacks we share with Zayne in particular a popsicle which could be a reference to the bond story Nostalgic Sweetness

He dreams of being a suregon. He started getting these dreams also at the age twelve

He knew at 12 that MC and Zayne would meet at 27

Dawnbreaker lives vicariously though these dreams and the remnants of Linkon he can find in his world.

Zayne calls the Humans who leave behind Protocore fragments "Abominations"

He plays some recording about Zhuangzi and the Butterfly essentially not knowing if he was the dream or if they are. (Butterfly dreaming of being Zhuangzi or Zhuangzi dreaming of being a Butterfly) Dr.Zayne and Dawnbreaker to a T.

Georgie dreams of being a monster (Foreshadowing yall). Zayne notices a bump under Georgies eyes 😭

Georgie, on the day he turns 12, begins to show more obvious symptoms of being an Abomination

IK this has been more of a recount, but we got little to work with Dawn Breaker lore yall

Dawn Breakers first kill was when he was 12, after he killed his adopted father, who became an Abomination

It is also here that we learn that if not killed, these beings turn into Wanderers.

Zayne is the one who murdered Georgie's mother

We find out that Georgie's mother requested that Zayne kills her half a month before she turned.

Her Coworkers having turned into Wanderers (She believes it was due to their long exposure to the protocores)

Zayne kills Georgie after he becomes an Abomination

Detective Ivan gives us the run down that the government and those in power are hiding the fact that some of those wanderers were once human. He also intends to stop and destory the investigation against Dawnbreaker, likely so Zayne can continue doing his job.

Eternal Attachment

Zayne's Birthday Card!!!! What is it doing in the Dawnbreaker section people ask as I slowly sink into despair about the implications of it

So! I conveniently didn't mention something in a previous section, Still In The Dark

Why are you telling me this you ask having after reading walls of text or just looking at this section first. Well because of this dialogue RIGHT HERE:

A familiar melody drifts through the darkness.

It’s “Happy Birthday”?

“Happy Birthday, Dr. Zayne!”

The girl’s clear voice rings out, her smile warm like the morning sun.

Is he dreaming again?

“From now on, I’ll always be by your side for your birthday.”

The girl’s sincere yet slightly shy expression makes him unable to resist the urge to caress her cheek.

He lowers his head and discovers they’re holding hands. He reaches out, but right before touching the girl’s cheek, she's suddenly looks shocked.

“You… aren’t Dr. Zayne. Who are you?”

Zayne abruptly wakes up. A gray wall stares back at him. The alarm resounds, and the holographic screen starts flickering red again.

Zayne takes a deep breath. What did that dream mean?

How did the girl see him? It’s as if she saw through time and space, through his dreams, to realize he’s not the doctor.

NOW LETS GO LOOK AT THE BIRTHDAY ETERNAL ATTACHMENT AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS!

Y'all I'm physically sickkkk. It was very mean of INFOLD to do us like this and then hit us with the Special Investigations.

But in all seriousness I think there was a similar situation in a 4 Star memory but I can't find it so maybe I've gone crazy. But it is connecting and preparing/setting the scene for the Special Investigation: Thorns Under The Moon

Special Investigation: Thorns Under The Moon

Dr. Zayne, our Zayne and DB Zayne or DB is Dawnbreaker

This first main story lore that connects our Zayne with Dawnbreaker. Everything else has come from the anecdotes or something extremely similar

Prologue

It's been two months since the N109 Zone

Once again modified protocores & Aether cores are making amouck

Specifically the type of Wanderer with a Beta Protocurve can distort time and space. That new aether cores may appear where these Wanderers do

We start off in Zayne's POV it refers to us as "The Girl" which makes me believe based off last experiences that this is Dawnbreaker

Black Crystals (Like we have seen regarding wanderers) spring out of the walls and move towards us.

It mentions a time distort which reminds me of those Wanderers mentioned earlier.

It then cuts to our Zayne. He had been sleeping. At the Asko Rehabilitation Center in a Sleeping Pod. He had a nightmare.

Zayne has been having nightmares since his visit to Mt. Eternal.

It's been two months and he hasn't been able to sleep at all.

He doesn't tell us what happened in the Artic only that he is having a rerecurring nightmare

MC mentions that Zayne has a business trip next week and that she is concerned for his health

Zayne tries to say something about how even if he collapses they're other doctors but MC isn't hearing it calling him "My Doctor" 💙

Dr. Zayne tells us he will be careful and stay alive

We tell him our concerns about who we think the fragment we gave him after the N109 zone is the cause of his nightmares.

He tries to tell us it's a coincidence but I'm not so sure about that. Zayne has had these nightmares since he was 12 yes but they're has been no indication they occur so often until now. I think the protocore fragment is doing something.

We also learn, relearn? That Zayne is studying the fragment and it's possible relation with Protocore Syndrome.

We learn about the Wanderer and the Protocore we are hunting

It moves through distorting space. Anywhere it appears those with Protocore Syndrome fall into comas and some even shock

The location is Chansia City. Which we then find out is where Zayne is going for his business trip!!!

We ask to join the medical team and it's Approved.

As we leave the building to meet Zayne, someone gets in our way. (It's Carter 🤢)

He tries to invite us to dinner which fucking EW. (If it was clear at this point that while I keep the lore/plot accurate I'm not afraid to put my own opinion on these. Now it is)

Zayne comes out and saves us and we get to see the Carter and Zayne beef live

Carter tried to invite all three of us to dinner but MC swiftly declines saying that the association forbids its hunters from accepting dinner for work related purposes (idk if that's true or not)

Carter is trying very hard to give us these flowers (I'm like 98% sure he did shit to them) but Zayne snatches them before we can decline and THEN GIVES THEM BACK TO CARTER(My God I love this man)

This line is EVERYTHING oml

"They're much appreciated. Unfortunately there's no room for them in MY car" omlllll

Carter apparently came to give us a warning about being careful when we are traveling which is SO fucking weird. How did he know we were traveling YALL.

Once we are in the car we try and get more information on Carter and Xander Sciences from Zayne

It flashes back to one of Zayne's earlier chapters regarding that rich person with Rafayel's art that sucked people into it. How Xander Sciences has been trying to get Zayne to join them

Zayne tells us that the only thing they have in common is that they studied under the same professor. (Which we already know because of World Underneath but again!!!! This is really connecting all of the outside Anecdotes and various other stories to the Main one!)

We get to call Carter crazy which is fun for me personally (Its also how we find out he is trying to poach us from Zayne to be Carter's patient. Ewwwwwwww)

Zayne also gets to call him crazy 🤣

We get more information about why the medical team is going to Chansia from Greyson

A specific patient has a weird crystal growth in his heart that is different from the normal patients. (Beta Protocurve anyone?) When this patient was admitted to the hospital he caused a Metaflux burst.

We keep trying to surprise Zayne on these trips and it never works XD. He signed all our paperwork so he knew we were coming

Dr Zayne in a surgery clothes!!!

The Wanderer we are chasing closely resembles Myst ( a type of Wanderer) the proctores don't match up however.

The proctore that is pulled from the patient is like the ones we gave Zayne from the monsters in the N109 Zone.

Then out of nowhere a Metaflux occurs

We try and get Zayne and the other doctors to leave the ER but Zayne refuses trying to keep the patient alive

Zayne asks us to use our evol to suprees the Metaflux (Something I didn't even know our Evol could do but also like ofc I will cause he asked me to 🤣)

We do manage to suppress the Metaflux using our Evol and give Zayne enough time

Zayne pulls us off to the side to do a quick Evol examination

Zayne calls us out for not being entirely honest about why we were here. Which fair. But I'm pretty sure it's like classified so-

Zayne counters our point about how the Aether cores can't be causing the mutations due to one being perfectly integrated with our own Heart.

Zayne believes it's human made and I'm definitely inclined to believe him with all the shady shit Ever and Xander Sciences has done.

Somehow the patient is already awake which is genuinely terrifying cause WTF did they do to this dude?

FUCKING CARTER IS BACK AGAIN. THAT WORLD UNDERNEATH SECTION WAS RIGHT. HE IS SO STALKING ZAYNE WTF.

He says he wasn't following us but I don't fucking believe that shit

And this is when we find out that this dude is a Xander Sciences client. Which like. I've been acting like he was already, but this is the actual confirmation from Carter no less

He is trying to get us interested in whatever Frankenstein shit Xander Sciences is doing but both Mc and I could care LESS.

"It's okay, you'll be interested someday"

Omfg he gives me the ICK

He tells us that only Xander Sciences can tell us about what is happening with our heart.

Greyson comes out and tell us that Zayne wants us inside and Greyson also kicks Carter out!!!!

The patient says that "It" trapped him somewhere, a nightmare.

We show him the Wanderer we are hunting. It's the one that put him into the coma

It's a little vague but we ending up in its reality shifting thing.

(Alr outside of the canon, I'ma mention this before we continue. This part is rooted in vague mentions. We still as of now 2/2/25 haven't really gotten any more information about what exactly occurs. We know Dawnbreaker is apart of it but wheter we actually meet Dawnbreaker or Dr. Zayne as Dawnbreaker is something that was debated and still is. Im going to try and keep it to the facts as much as I can but just know that it's difficult to tell even to MC in game who we are talking to. So unless it states otherwise I will be referring to them as "Zayne")

MC deduces after a moment that we are in the Wanderer's protofield

We see "Zayne" and sharp ice crystals materialize around us to pierce our heart

We wake up to "Zayne" in Dawnbreaker's outfit mind you. Which I don't think in any story outside of Dawnbreaker's we ever see Zayne wear.

His figure apparently matches up with the dark figure we have seen before.

MC describes the place she is in and it's Dawnbreaker's apartment from Still in the Dark

Ex. In the fridge is only "weird packets" which we know to the nutritional drink that DB drinks and Chocolate.

MC starts speculating. She mentions how the patient was only trapped in their own dream

She is implying that this is "Zayne's"

"Zayne" mentions that he has dreamed off this place but that everything was better off than it is now.

"Zayne" confirms that this is the place where his nightmares have been occurring

MC mentions how "Every Detail" of this place is fleshed out. That "Zayne" must have seen these places alot to recreate it so clearly (This is what I mean about vague. It's implying that is only a dream of this world but it also keeps hinting that it may be an reality)

"Zayne" mentions that while it dies resemble his nightmares. It is definitely a protofield. We see a Protocore cluster

MC deduces that there is another cluster somewhere and that they need to destroy both at the same time to escape

"Zayne" and MC argue a little bit about who takes the cluster which is across the city.

MC ends up going after it

AFTER SHE IS GONE WERE BACK TO "ZAYNE'S" POV

It goes back to referring to MC as "The Girl"

He freezes the mist and black impurities are in the Ice, some of it still normal Ice. (Is this supposed to be a reference to the fact that DB ice crystals are Black?)

"Zayne" starts seeing people he has killed as Our Zayne or DB.

William • Never Ending Winter

Georgie & Possibly Georgie's Mom • Still In The Dark

A BLACK ice crystal is what shatters part of the Cluster

More lines

"It's Her. But she can't possibly be here"

(It could be a reference to the fact MC can't be here cause she is across the city or because she doesn't exist in DB world)

It's definitely an illusion though as he is imagining her with dark ice flowers growing out of her and her begging for him to Kill her.

He forms BLACK ICE CRYSTALS

A random voice "Zayne" doesn't recognize says

"You shouldn't throw yourself in danger just for her" "Seek your destiny. Only then can you be redeemed" (Is this supposed to be Astra???)

We're back to MC's POV but we aren't back in Chansia. We are in Asko Hospital.

"Zayne" is injured, ice is growing from him.

"Zayne" tells us the clusters was just one layer. We still need to defeat the Wanderer.

MC hears a voice that is echoing "Zayne's" words. (90% certain it's the lines Foreseer gives MC in their myth story) So now Myth Stories are in main story too

Blackened Ice is whats growing on Zayne

MC doesn't think it's just Zayne losing control of his evol

Memoria: Frozen Nightfall

Frozen Nightfall is apart of Thorns Underneath the Moonlight. It is a free five star card taken directly from the story. So you get the cards content without getting the card at all

MC resonates with Zayne as we have done in the past to get rid of the ice.

"Zayne" tells her that the Wanderer isn't the only danger here. He seems certain that he may harm her.

It like suddenly does a Hard Cut? They are back in the city. They aren't in room they were in before and a bunch of mist appears.

"Zayne" is carrying an unconscious MC into a hospital room.

"Zayne" says letting her step into this nightmare was a mistake. He says he has "One last choice"

And seemingly takes the ice that we resonated from him back.

MC once again mentions the weary face of one Zayne and her own merging and then immediately separating.

The attack on MC from the Wanderer wasn't in the protofield

MC asks what "Zayne" did? (I'm not exactly sure what she means by that)

She asks if this is why he has no control of his Evol

MC asks if this dream is more than just a dream to him.

"Zayne" is concerned he will never wake up from this nightmare at some point.

Later, Zayne and MC use their evols together to destroy the last layer. The world turns into "Black Amber"

After defeating the Wanderer they are back in Chansia.

MC makes Zayne back and forth around.

She says she is making sure that "Dr Zayne is the person with me right now." (What does this even mean?!)

MC collapses but she says she is fine. She is holding a part of the aether core fragment it's green

It's been three days since Zayne and MC disappeared in the Protofield.

They discover a strange device in one of the Flux stabilizers in the ICU

Someone tampered with it (Looking at Carter)

We are back in Linkon now. We are in Zayne's home.

Zayne is resting and we get a call from Simone

Simone tells us that the device resonates WITH Metaflux fluctuations

It locates protocores and ATTRACTS Wanderers.

Raymond the rich dude who died, owned Xander Sciences. Xander Sciences was passed on to Ever.

MC says that Ever is creating Monsters

We're back in Zayne's POV. He is in a dream

It looks happy at first but then it goes back to that hallway and Zayne's Evol seemingly attacks MC Again

He is still having those nightmares 😭

Pls hit me up with any more information and where it's from!!

[yuzuocha]

Caleb, stepping in Grandma's house: Oh, you're cooking!

Zayne: Yeah.

Caleb: Why is the pip-squeak doing laundry so loudly?

Zayne: To let certain people know that nobody's helping them.

MC, in the distance: [shuts washing machine door loudly]

Caleb: Oh, then why don't you help?

Zayne:

Zayne: [slams lid on the pot loudly]

[revasserium]

lads #1 - the first kiss

xavier.

it is a soft brushing of lips on lips, eyes closed — a moonless night, dark enough to cast your dreams like a handful of dice against the velvet sky — he prays as you shift against him, and like this, he can count the individual stars caught in your symphony of lashes; he wants to sink into your milkyway laughter as you fist your fingers in the front of his shirt and tug him closer, and then it is no longer a dream but a reality too good to be true because there, those are your lips — your lips against his and his against yours and there is too much breath and not enough skin; there is heat, and heat, and heat as it crests up his back and into his chest, his fingertips tingling as he reaches up to cup the bend of your jaw; it is you sighing into him, the taste of your smile on his tongue when he presses in and feels you gasp — when he pulls back, you are blushing, the darkness in your cheeks probably mirrored in his own, and he can’t help the way his gazes flickers from your eyes down to your lips, now pink and sweet and so — “did you… did you mean to do that?” you ask, a little breathless, and for the life of him, xavier wants to take you and shake you by your shoulders because how could you think he hadn’t meant it? when every single atom in his entire body is vibrating with the need to pull you in one more time; instead, he lilts his head to the side and sighs, “well, if you couldn’t tell that time — shall we give it another try?”

zayne.

you are in his bed. you are in his bed and the world is pressing in around him as he counts your breaths, watching the flicker of your eyes beneath your squeezed-tight eyelids but he humors you enough to reach out and trace a finger along your cheek just to watch your lashes flutter, your lips twitch and he can’t help the way his own lips stretch into a knowing grin, “you shouldn’t lie to your doctor, you know.” to which you make a vague, mumbling sound, but you don’t shift away and zayne feels the pulse gathering between you like it’s done so many times before, each time the feeling echoing against the last, stronger and stronger until it becomes something like a compulsion — “what would it take for you to go to sleep properly?” he asks, his voice hoarse as you press your lips, sinking deeper into his sheets, finally peering up at him with those inescapable eyes. “maybe… a kiss goodnight?” he feels his breath catch in his throat at your words, not because he thought he’d never hear them, but because he never thought it would happen like this — how times had he imagined it throughout the years? how many mundane and dramatic moments playing out in the depths of his most secret imagination? but then again, he thinks that this is perfect too, because it’s you — so how could it not be. he bends down, tugging your chin towards him as he presses his lips firmly to yours, reveling in the small, surprised noise you make in the back of your throat; he tries not to think about the thin sheets separating your body and his, or the way your fingers are already tangling in his hair and pulling him close; he forces himself to pull away, swallowing hard. “there.” you blink dolefully up at him and pout, “y-you can’t expect me to go to sleep after a kiss like that!” he cocks an eyebrow, “can’t i? i kept my end of the deal, and now you have to keep yours.” but he allows himself a small smile as you huff and twist away from him, mumbling to yourself even as he shifts closer, pulling you into his chest as he closes his eyes and sleeps.

rafayel.

all he can think is that it’s different from the first time, because the first time, it hadn’t been a real kiss — even though it’d been real enough for him to lose his heart, real enough for it to have been lost for years and years and years — because the first time, it had been so, so innocent — and it’d been done over linked pinkies and a promise, him leaning down to kiss the base of his thumb and you, leaning down to mirror the movement — a promise, sealed with a kiss. because promises sealed with kisses can never be broken. but… you’d broken it, hadn’t you? or maybe he had — but something had broken, and it took him a long, long time to realize that it just might’ve been his heart. but this time, you’re both older, and you hadn’t waited, you’d stood up on your tip toes and pressed your lips right against his, and it was all he could do to close his eyes and kiss you back — distantly, he feels something breaking inside him, and he wonders — again — if it’s his heart, and he wonders, then, if a heart could be broken twice, and if the second time might be a mending instead. he leans down and crushes you to him, all propriety forgotten as he groans, desperate for more of that friction, more of that heat — he sinks his fingers into your waterfall hair and cradles your head against his, and he loses himself in the kiss. in a promise made, and unmade, and made again. when you finally pull away, he licks his lips and smirks, “took you long enough.” and he’s more pleased than he’ll ever admit to see the color flushing into your cheeks, and serves you right he thinks — but as you lace your fingers between his and tug him behind you towards the main street, asking if he wants to come over for dinner and the next episode of that one show you guys had started together, he thinks that even a heart broken twice could find its way to forgiveness — if only after another kiss or two.

[hrhmimieucliffe]

LADS subreddit Mods never miss when it comes to dismissing and invalidating valid talks about the microaggressive racism in their community, huh?

My post opened up a lot of pathways for people to talk about their experiences in this fandom, but oh, because this conversation makes people with the privilege to not have to worry about things like this in the fandom "uncomfortable", they decided it was a "sensitive topic" and removed it. They never cease to just amaze me.

This is the post that also started my Discord safe space for Black and Brown LADS fans, too. What a shame. Oh well, it's still posted in the non-censored LADS sub.

That being said, Shameless plug, but our Discord server is still open for Black and Brown LaDS fans, but no minors are permitted for now because we do talk NSFW in there. If you would like to join, drop a comment and make sure your DMs are open because I will send the link!

[m3lodyxo]

Kitty event gifs of the LADS LIs Part 1

I have 16 of the 48 meownotes so I'll upload these gradually.

Zayne

Xavier

[crispin-kreme]

ZAYNE when . . . you leave him for a while (inspired by this and one fanfic i saw)

no warnings just grammatical errors , not proofread

xavier | rafayel

your thought was zayne wouldn't notice your absence due to your prior commitments since he too, was busy. that resulted into you not informing him– but you were so wrong.

he updates always, he doesn't go a day without leaving a message. under his stoic appearance, deep down he wanted to search all over linkon for you.

it was driving him mad that you were unresponsive.

"have you eaten today? please eat and don't skip meals."

"tell me if you want to go out, i'm free today."

"take care always– i don't want anything bad happening to you."

"get back to me as soon as you can, okay?"

in that span of 30 days, he couldn't stop thinking of you. he was so worried. you were the only contents of his thoughts every time he had a consultation or a surgery.

as he was about to leave his clinic, his eyes widened when he opened the door. you were surprised too when you figured he's going home.

"zayne!" you say gleefully. "are you supposed to go home now?" you asked curiously. zayne sighed in relief, he cupped your face "i'm just glad you're not hurt." he says softly in a hushed tone.

you smiled softly "i'm sorry that i didn't tell you how busy i was." you explained as you took his hand in yours now. you can see zayne's subtle smile.

"let's go out for dinner tonight. you and me." zayne simply says. you nodded "sure- i missed you anyways." you replied with a chuckle.

zayne smiles. he's just glad you're alright and he's glad that you're still here to melt his frozen heart.

[prettyobsessed]

⋆。⋆💋⋆ Lace & Desire ⋆ ﾟ❤️‍🔥 (HOT AF)

☁︎/ pairings: Zayne / fem!reader ☾ / genre: smut [nsfw 18+, mdni] ₊˚ / tags: nsfw, super nsfw, no plot smut, mutual attraction, clit playing, masturbation, submissive y/n, dominant zayne, mentions of daddy, mentions of cum dumpster, mentions of slave, role-play, slightly/very rough sex, lots of teasing, fingering, unprotected sex, mouth job, hand job, kissing, clit stimulation, choking, lots of spanking, upstanding citizen position lol, creampie, cum inside, cum shot, mature sexual content ♡ / word count: 4.6k

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In her quiet apartment, the narrator decides to spice up the night by sending teasing photos to Zayne, igniting a thrilling game of seduction. As anticipation builds, she wonders how far he'll let her take it, knowing their quiet night will soon be electrified by their passionate tension. ﹌﹌﹌

‘Don't make me come there and punish you,’ he warned, igniting a thrilling rush of arousal within me. Zayne's challenge only served to heighten my excitement, and I responded with a final, enticing image—my back arched, showcasing my perky ass in all their glory. ‘56646. that’s my passcode. see you soon 😋’ I teased, unable to contain my anticipation.

𓍢ִ໋₊˚*ੈ♡⸝⸝⋆୧ ˙  As the clock ticked towards 9:38 PM on a Thursday night, the silence of my apartment seemed to amplify the dull ache of boredom settling in. With a sigh, I set aside my phone and glanced around the dimly lit room, the soft glow of lamplight casting long shadows across the walls. The stillness was palpable, broken only by the occasional distant rumble of passing cars outside.

Lost in the quietude, memories of Zayne flooded my mind—their intensity warming me from within. I couldn't shake the image of our passionate exchanges from a week ago, the heat of our desire lingering in the air like an intoxicating perfume. With a sudden spark of inspiration, I retrieved the new lingerie set I'd ordered online—a deep, lacey black ensemble that I knew would set Zayne's pulse racing.

Standing before the full-length mirror, I couldn't help but admire the way the lace hugged my curves, accentuating every contour with a tantalising allure. A mischievous thought danced at the edges of my consciousness—why not inject a little excitement into this mundane night? I knew Zayne's schedule like the back of my hand; no surgeries tonight, just a series of tedious meetings. The idea of inviting Zayne into my apartment, a space he'd never set foot in before, sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through me. We've only shared passionate moments in his space before, never mine. With a flicker of determination, I snapped a few provocative photos of myself in the lingerie and sent them off to Zayne, accompanied by a teasing message. 

‘busy?’, I texted, attaching a suggestive image of myself with legs parted. "miss you so much, daddy” I added playfully, anticipating his reaction. His response was swift, his words carrying a hint of authority and desire. ‘You can’t do this to me right now. I’m in a meeting.’ Undeterred, I escalated the teasing, sending another photo—this time, straddling a snowman plushie, a playful nod to our shared fantasies. 

‘Don't make me come there and punish you,’ he warned, igniting a thrilling rush of arousal within me. Zayne's challenge only served to heighten my excitement, and I responded with a final, enticing image—my back arched, showcasing my perky ass in all their glory. ‘56646. that’s my passcode. see you soon 😋’ I teased, unable to contain my anticipation.

I wanted to push his boundaries, to see how far he'd let me take this game of seduction. As the anticipation mounted, I couldn't help but wonder what Zayne's reaction would be. Would he succumb to the temptation, or would he resist my advances? Only time would tell, but one thing was certain—the quietude of this night was about to be shattered by the electrifying tension between us.

"Be a good girl and wait for me," Zayne's last text arrived, laden with promise, and I eagerly complied (or maybe not), my pulse racing with anticipation. In less than 30 minutes, I heard the familiar sound of the door unlocking, signalling Zayne's arrival. "Y/N…?" he called out my name, his voice tinged with anticipation. As he stepped into the room, his presence electrified the air, sending a shiver of anticipation down my spine. Dressed in his signature black collared shirt and sleek work pants, both my weakness, I knew I would falter sooner or later. But as of now, I had a mission to complete—to make him needy enough to beg me.

Meanwhile, I reclined on the bed, eyes closed, fingers tracing lazy circles on the delicate fabric of my thong. Beneath its embrace, my clit throbbed with anticipation, eagerly awaiting Zayne's touch. With practiced finesse, I reached for the vibrator beside me, teasing myself with its arousing vibrations, each movement imbued with a sense of anticipation. The room felt charged with erotic tension, a prelude to the passionate encounter about to unfold. “I told you to wait for me, didn’t I?” Zayne's voice stood before me, shattering the silence. His words sending a thrill of excitement racing through me. “I’m going to punish you,” he declared, his tone heavy with desire as he made his way to the sofa in the corner, his eyes fixed on me with unwavering intensity.

As he settled into the seat, a surge of defiance stirred within me. I didn’t want him to simply watch—I wanted to tease him, to punish him for not giving me the attention I craved. With a determined resolve, I continued to pleasure myself with the vibrator, each flick of my wrist a deliberate invitation for him to join me in the throes of passion. But Zayne had other plans. “I’m not gonna do anything to you,” he stated, his words dripping with promise. “I’m just gonna sit here and watch you play with yourself.” The challenge in his voice only fuelled my desire further. Determined, I continued pleasuring myself with the vibrator, allowing him to witness my torment. I intensified my movements, each stroke of the vibrator against my clit sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.

I could sense Zayne's gaze burning into me, his desire evident in the way he watched, but I refused to yield. I wanted him to go wild, to lose control and fuck me senselessly after this. The mere thought of his roughness, the way he might choke me while delivering spanks, drove me wild. I maintained the steady rhythm, circling my clit with the vibrator and moaning his name, intent on arousing him for the impending encounter. 

My legs parted slightly as I continued to pleasure myself. I then pulled my thong to the side so that I could feel my vibrator even more intensely on my clit. I noticed him staring intensely at me from the sofa, his eyes tracing every movement, every expression, every curve accentuated by my lingerie. I knew he wanted to badly fuck me in it. The anticipation of his desire fuelling my own, I felt on the brink of climax just from his gaze alone.

As Zayne stood mere feet away, his imposing presence filled the room. With my left hand, I cupped my breast, teasingly pinching my erect nipple, while my right hand gripped the vibrator, its buzzing against my clit driving me relentlessly toward the brink of ecstasy. Moaning his name, I met his gaze, revelling in the power of my own pleasure. Each stroke, each caress, heightened the tension, propelling me toward release.

Riding the wave of my orgasm, I continued to chant Zayne's name, eagerly anticipating his touch later. My body hummed with electricity as I pressed the vibrator against my clit, prolonging the blissful sensation.

After savouring the peak of my orgasm, I rose from the bed, my limbs still tingling with pleasure. With deliberate grace, I began to crawl towards him, each movement purposeful, my hips swaying in a mesmerising rhythm. The air crackled with anticipation as I closed the distance between us, my eyes locked on his with unwavering intensity.

Once near enough, my hands ventured forward, exploring the fabric of his pants with feather-light touches. Zayne's hands remained on the armrest, unmoving. The material beneath my fingertips felt smooth and inviting, heightening my senses as I traced the contours of his thighs, inching closer to the throbbing arousal that awaited me.

In a kneeling position, I slowly began to caress his clothed erection with my lips, each kiss a tantalising tease. I could feel the heat radiating from him, his desire palpable in the air. With each stroke of my tongue, I could sense his control slipping, his restraint waning as he surrendered to the intoxicating pleasure coursing through him. Zayne looked hot and bothered, his desire evident in the way he watched me, his breathing growing heavier with each passing moment.

“Are you sure you just wanna sit and watch me play with your dick all by myself?” I teased, a playful pout playing on my lips. He stayed seated, his gaze never wavering, his desire palpable in the air between us. “Unbuckle my pants,” he commanded, his voice filled with authority. I did as he asked without hesitation, maintaining eye contact with him as I unbuckled his pants. “Now take it out and lick it,” he instructed, his voice laced with anticipation. 

Each time my gaze fell upon his impressive member, I couldn't help but marvel at its sheer size and thickness, feeling a surge of excitement coursing through me. The anticipation of feeling him fill me up, stretching me to my limits, sent a thrill down my spine. With eager hands, I liberated his arousal from its confines, gently guiding it out from beneath the fabric of his pants. As I lowered his trousers for his comfort, I couldn't resist the urge to admire him fully exposed before me.

Coating his length with my saliva, I savoured the taste of him, relishing in the way he responded to my touch. His throbbing length stretched beyond the limits of my mouth, almost impossible to accommodate entirely. With each swirl of my tongue around his tip, his breath hitched in his throat, his desire evident in the intensity of his gaze. "You know how I like it sloppy. More spit," he demanded, his voice husky with need, his eyes dark with desire, urging me to indulge his every whim.

Following his commands, I coated his throbbing member with a liberal amount of saliva, my hand moving with purpose and urgency, driving him to the brink of ecstasy. "Yes, just like that, princess," he praised, his words dripping with desire, igniting a fiery need within me. The endearing term sent a rush of excitement coursing through me, amplifying my desire to please him in every way possible.

As I continued, I pushed myself beyond my limits, unable to stop gagging on his dick. His hands remained on the armrest, yet I could feel his reaction as I went deeper, my eyes rolling backward involuntarily. Zayne's response was palpable, a muttered 'fuck' slipping from his lips before he leaned forward, gently pulling my mouth away from his throbbing length.

With a sudden tug on my hair, he forced me to meet his gaze, his intensity heightened. "I can’t take it anymore, can't wait to mess you up," he whispered in my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my neck. In response, I teased him playfully, biting my lower lip and meeting his gaze with a sultry look. "Why wait?"

He wasted no time, guiding my head to gag me with his dick once more, my eyes watery and drool cascading down my chin. “I love drooling on your cock,” I said to Zayne, the admission pushing him over the edge. With his patience wearing thin, he swiftly pulled up his pants before lifting me with practiced ease, settling me straddled on his lap. Purposeful strides carried us to the bed, where he positioned himself, and I found myself draped over his lap, anticipation pulsating with each passing second. Zayne's fingers trace intricate patterns over my clit, teasing and enticing me with each delicate touch. In the next instant, his hand shifts, grabbing my ass firmly before delivering a sharp spank that reverberates through the room, the sound echoing in the stillness.

The first sharp spank sent a jolt of ecstasy coursing through me, igniting an insatiable hunger. Suddenly, a mischievous idea sparked in my mind, and I decided to indulge in a bit of playful role-play, leveraging Zayne's profession as a doctor.

“I need more, Doctor Zayne” I pleaded while biting my lower lip, my voice dripping with desire— craving his touch like a potent drug. Zayne froze for a moment, his expression shifting from surprise to amusement. "This isn't covered by your insurance, y'know," he quipped, his tone playful yet commanding, before delivering another sharp but mighty spank on my ass.

I couldn't help but laugh at his response, the sound echoing in the room as I remained straddled over his lap, revelling in the playful banter between us. But then, in an instant, the mood shifted, and Zayne seamlessly reverted to his dominant stance, delivering another firm spank to my exposed flesh.

With each resounding spank, his voice low and commanding, he chastised me for my naughtiness, his words driving me to new heights of arousal. "So fucking naughty, pleasuring yourself in front of me," he growled, his hand delivering each punishing blow with precision. I squirmed beneath his touch, unable to contain the pleasure that surged through me with each impact. “Sending me pics while I’m at work, you love it when I’m distracted, don’t you?” with each word, he punctuated his statement with another firm spank, the impact sending waves of pleasure rippling through me.

A swift strike from his left hand landed on my ass, the sting on my ass was met with a subtle tightening of his grip around my neck, sending a thrilling jolt of excitement coursing through me. Involuntarily, my back arched in response, an instinctive reaction to the sensation.

I moaned once more, gasping for air, my body wavering but my determination to take control unwavering. As I attempted to shift my body, aiming to use his broad shoulders to lift myself up and straddle Zayne on his lap, a surge of futile resistance washed over me. Zayne's grip remained unyielding, firmly in control. Despite my efforts to regain dominance, he held me firmly in his grasp, each spank serving as a sharp reminder of my transgressions. "Do you think you can get away with this?" he questioned, his tone dripping with dominance. "Making me lose control and expecting things to go your way?" Each word was punctuated by another sharp spank, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through me. With each impact, my ass bounced, fueling his desire to deliver more.

“Answer me,” he commands, tugging at my hair, forcing me to meet his gaze. "No, daddy," I gasp, a shiver of anticipation coursing through me as another sharp spank lands, followed by his gentle touch to soothe the sting. “You’re going to do what I tell you, understood?” His voice is firm, demanding obedience. I nod eagerly, my body trembling with excitement and submission. 

Before delving into anything more extreme, Zayne reminded me to use our safe word if things went too far. I assured him that I would, eager to trust in our mutual boundaries.

"Lay on your back and spread for me," he ordered, and without hesitation, I complied. His commands were my guide, and I willingly surrendered to his desires. As I lay before him, legs wide open, he joined me on the bed, positioning himself to fully admire my exposed form. Zayne lifted my legs, hovering them over my stomach, his gaze fixated on my glistening clit, still hidden and wet beneath the fabric of the lingerie. 

With deliberate precision, he pushed the fabric of my thong aside, exposing my throbbing clit to his hungry gaze. Without a moment's hesitation, he delivered a powerful spank across my exposed flesh, the sensation simultaneously arousing and electrifying.

"That's what you get for distracting me,” he admonished, his hand returning to soothe the sting he had caused. Adjusting my position slightly, he seized my breasts, eliciting a sharp gasp as he pulled down my lingerie bra to pinch my nipples and deliver a punishing slap across my breasts and then to my clit. 

“That’s what you get for teasing me,” he growled, his touch alternating between punishment and pleasure, each sensation driving me closer to the edge of ecstasy. With each slap of his hand against my swollen clit, the intensity of my desire surged, propelled by the knowledge that I was at his mercy. And as he continued to tease and torment me, I surrendered completely to the intoxicating power of his dominance.

“And that,” he continued, his voice husky with desire, “is for tempting me beyond control.” With each stroke of his hand against my throbbing clit, I felt the tension coil tighter within me, aching for release. Tonight, I surrendered to the game, willingly becoming the one who begged for his touch, yearning to feel his every caress and penetration. The desire to taste him, to engulf his throbbing member in my mouth, consumed me entirely. In the depths of my being, I found solace in Zayne's dominance, reveling in his complete control over my body. It was as if I craved nothing more than to be his plaything, his puppet to manipulate at his whim, his slave to fulfill his every desire.

With one final slap on my clit, Zayne soothes it once more, eliciting a delicious blend of pleasure and pain that brought tears to my eyes. Slowly, deliberately, he removed my lingerie thong, each movement laden with anticipation. With a devilish grin, he tucked it into his pocket, a silent reminder of his control over me.

Then, with a hunger that matched my own, he descended on my clit, his tongue a fervent instrument of pleasure. He devoured it with an insatiable appetite, his movements precise and calculated. His tongue traced intricate patterns from my anus to my clit, and back again, each stroke sending electric waves of pleasure coursing through me. With each lick and suck, he coated my clit with his saliva, mingling with my arousal and heightening the intensity of the moment. And all the while, his unwavering gaze locked onto mine, a silent challenge that dared me to lose myself completely in the ecstasy of his touch.

But Zayne's hunger knew no bounds. With a growl of desire, he shifted his focus, using his tongue to fuck my pussy repeatedly, his movements rhythmic and relentless. Each thrust sent shockwaves of ecstasy through my body, driving me to the brink of madness as I surrendered completely to his skilled ministration.

With one final lick from him, I was sent hurtling over the edge, my release flooding over Zayne's tongue in a torrent of ecstasy. My body convulsed with pleasure, every nerve tingling with the intensity of the moment. Yet, Zayne continued to ride the wave of my orgasm, his tongue remaining firmly latched onto my pulsating pussy. The sensation was so intense that I couldn't help but arch my back in response, offering myself completely to the waves of pleasure crashing over me.

"Who said you could cum on my tongue?” Zayne's voice sliced through the air with authority. He seized my torso, forcing me to face him, my body now positioned on all fours. Still lost in the throes of my orgasm, I couldn't muster a response. His grip tightened around my neck, and with a sharp spank on my ass, he demanded again in a low, commanding voice, "Answer me."

Pouting and shaking my head, my eyes still watery from the overwhelming pleasure, I struggled to regain my composure. "N-no one," I gasped for air, my voice barely a whisper as I tried to come back from my high.

"So why did you?" Zayne's question dripped with dominance, his gaze piercing into my soul. "I'm sorry, daddy” I said in a playful, teasing manner, pouting my lips as I met his gaze. "I'm gonna make it up to you," I continued, leaning in to give him a small peck on the lips, my heart racing with anticipation of what was to come.

With each breath, the scent of his cologne mingled with the musky aroma of desire, intensifying the longing pooling in my core. 

I took a moment to reclaim my breath and composure, my eyes lingering on Zayne. The crisp lines of his black collared shirt and the snug fit of his work pants accentuated every contour of his masculine form, intensifying my desire and fuelling my determination to pleasure him even more.

Motivated by a surge of resolve, I pushed Zayne off the bed, compelling him to stand on the edge of it. Hastily, I seized the waistband of his pants, pulling them down to reveal his mighty erection in all its glory once again. Still positioned on all fours on the bed, I wasted no time in engulfing Zayne's throbbing member with my mouth, eagerly licking and sucking with fervour.

Driven by an insatiable hunger, I suckle and lick Zayne's throbbing shaft, my tongue tracing every vein and contour, coaxing moans of pleasure from deep within him. The taste of his skin, salty and intoxicating, dances across my senses, driving my hunger for him to new heights. As I lavish attention upon him, I allow my saliva to cascade down his length, glistening in the dim light of the room like liquid silk.

He gathers my hair into his firm grip, guiding it with care as I continue to lavish attention on his throbbing cock.

With each descent, I push myself to take him deeper, feeling the tension in his muscles as I brush against the back of my throat. The sensation of him stretching me, filling me, turning me on like never before. I embrace the gagging, the tightness, knowing that each vibration emanating from my mouth only serves to heighten his pleasure. 

Through it all, I remain attuned to his responses, the subtle shifts in his breathing and the way his body tenses beneath my touch. I revel in the power I hold over him, the control I wield with each flick of my tongue and gentle suck. In this moment, I am his ultimate source of pleasure, and I am determined to leave him trembling with satisfaction.

Zayne took a moment to deliver a sharp spank to my ass, heightening the intensity of the moment, before allowing me to continue drooling and licking eagerly over every inch of his pulsating member. “So fucking needy for me”, he remarked, his voice filled with both lust and dominance.

His breath hitched with each eager stroke of my tongue, his arousal palpable in the air. With his hand still firmly gripping my hair, Zayne guides me in syncopated rhythm, each motion synchronised with his eager thrusts. The sensation of his commanding touch and the rhythm of our movements fuel my desire to please him further, driving me to new heights of arousal and surrender. I swirled my tongue over every inch of his tip and length, tracing the contours of his throbbing cock. With each lick, I could feel the veins pulsating beneath my touch, a tangible sign of his arousal and my effect on him.

“I love your cock, I love it I love it I love it,” I murmured, taking a brief pause from sucking to express my admiration. Then, with a subtle hum of pleasure, I resumed, each moan vibrating through him and further intensifying the pleasure.

“Oh yeah?” he teased, his tone dripping with amusement. Suddenly, he shoved my entire head and mouth onto his hard erection, ramming it deep—causing me to choke and gag. Despite the overwhelming sensation, he knows my limits and where to draw the line. “Choke on this,” he commanded, his voice filled with authority. 

He withdrew his cock from my mouth and spat into it, the warm liquid mingling with my own saliva as he reclaimed his dominance—guiding his member deep into my mouth once more. For a few exhilarating seconds, he holds it there, allowing me to feel every pulsation, before withdrawing, leaving me gasping for air. Eyes watery, mouth drooling, I'm a trembling mess before Zayne, consumed by desire.

As my eyes roll backward from the intensity, the overwhelming sensation only heightens my craving for him, for the taste of his cock filling my mouth. I revel in the act of choking on his dick, each gasp for breath fuelling my arousal. My pussy throbs with need, aching for the feeling of him deep inside me. Zayne withdraws his dick from my mouth and then firmly grasps my cheeks, pulling my face close to his. His gaze pierces mine before claiming my lips with a hungry kiss. “Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy,” he breathes against my lips, his words dripping with raw desire.

"Please, fuck me," I pleaded, meeting his gaze with desperation and desire.

"Why? You don’t need it. You can cum on your own," Zayne teased, his words laced with a hint of punishment for my earlier transgression—having an orgasm without waiting for him.

I begged him even more fervently.

"Mmm, beg me more. I kinda like it," he commanded, his voice dripping with authority. So I obeyed, my pleas growing more urgent. "Please, please, fuck me. I want to be your cum dumpster. I need your cock, Zayne. I need it inside of me,” I whimpered, my desperation palpable in evert word. My moans and pleas became increasingly frantic as my need for him grew more desperate.

The air crackled with tension as my words hung in the space between us.

Zayne moaned in response, his hunger evident as he caved in to my desire. With a commanding tone, he instructed me to remove my bra, and I complied without hesitation. Still on the bed before him, his erection throbbing with anticipation, he lifted me effortlessly from the bed, positioning me to straddle him. Facing each other, I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling the heat of his arousal against my skin. His arms and hands locked underneath my thighs, providing support as he carried me higher, his lips descending to suckle and tease my hardened nipples. The sensation was electrifying.

With a deliberate motion, he pressed me firmly against the wall near the bed, the cool surface contrasting sharply with the heat radiating from our bodies. As he slid his cock inside me, a wave of overwhelming sensation washed over me, rendering me breathless and powerless to resist. I moaned in response, my voice echoing in the room, as his movements grew increasingly fervent and needy.

With each thrust, he plunged deeper into me. My nails dug into his back, leaving half-moon imprints as I clung to him, lost in the intensity of the moment. I couldn't suppress my moans of pleasure, each one escaping my lips as I surrendered completely to the overwhelming sensation of his cock inside me. My hands found their way into Zayne's hair, tugging gently as I arched my back, offering myself completely to him. His lips found mine in a fevered kiss, our breath mingling as our bodies moved in perfect sync. I bounced on his cock, meeting his thrusts with equal fervour, the ecstasy building with each movement. Despite the overwhelming pleasure, I held back, waiting for him to reach the brink of release. "I'm close," Zayne gasped, his breath ragged as he continued to grip my body tightly, driving us both towards ecstasy. "I'm on a pill. I need that cum buried deep inside me," I whispered, my voice barely above a breathy plea. With those words, Zayne's control shattered, his climax erupting with a powerful release as he emptied himself inside me—his cock driving even deeper. And soon after, I climaxed too.

The sensation of his warm seed filling me sent me over the edge, my body convulsing in pleasure as I rode out the waves of ecstasy. I could feel every pulse of his release, a delicious warmth spreading through me, mingling with the throbbing heat of my own climax. Even as the intensity of our climaxes subsided, I remained insatiable, eager to prolong the connection and savour every moment of our passion. With each movement, I guided his still-throbbing cock back inside me, circling my hips to ensure every drop of his cum was pumped deep within. Our bodies moved in a synchronized dance of desire, the rhythm of our lovemaking echoing through the room.

Zayne's expression was a blend of ecstasy and dazed—almost incredulous, that I still had the energy to keep him in such a state of bliss. He then lifted me, his cum dripping from my pussy to the floor, leaving me feeling simultaneously full and empty without his cock inside me. Despite the overwhelming sensations, he maintained his firm grip underneath my thighs, refusing to let go. He buried his face in my breasts, still riding the high of our shared climax.

Still carrying me, he guided us back onto the bed with gentle guidance. As we lay intertwined on the bed, his heartbeat resonating against my skin—enveloping me in a comforting embrace. Zayne's care and tenderness washed over me like a soothing balm. With tender kisses, he traced a path along my neck and shoulders, each touch a soothing balm to the lingering sensations of our lovemaking. His lips whispered words of affection and reassurance, filling the room with a sense of warmth and intimacy.

I nestled closer to him, feeling the weight of his body against mine, grounding me in the present moment.

“Don't tease me like that again,” he murmured in a low tone, his eyes sparkling with playful mischief. I couldn't resist teasing him further. "Or what? You gonna punish me again?" I retorted, a mischievous glint in my eye as excitement bubbled within me. Zayne's smirk only widened as he cupped my face in his hands, his touch sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. "Come on, let’s go shower," he suggested, his tone laced with promise. "I'll make sure you learn your lesson properly this time."

My heart raced with excitement at the prospect of another round of playfulness with him. "Second round?" I suggested eagerly, a playful grin spreading across my face. "Yes, sirrrrr."

—by prettyobsessed⋆˚✿˖° 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡

Editor’s note: i saw a meme on reddit and some parts were inspired by it 😀 also, i actually wanted to name this piece 'Midnight Tease' but ultimately chose Lace & Desire instead. What do you think? :) hope you enjoyed this one! ♡

[xinnn6]

was saying goodnight to zayne and his smile is so sweet ⁉️ god, i really love this man so much 😩

[teamatsumu]

love and deepspace -> masterlist

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ last updated -> 08-02-2024

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ characters i write for -> here

RAFAYEL:

⦿ PURPLE AND PINK ➡ smut, established relationship

⦿ SOFT DOM!RAFAYEL ➡ smut, headcanons

⦿ DRAW ME LIKE ONE OF YOUR FRENCH GIRLS ➡ fluff, bittersweet, non sexual nudity

⦿ LOVE LANGUAGE ➡ fluff, headcanons

XAVIER:

⦿ DOM!XAVIER ➡ smut, established relationship

⦿ SOFT DOM!XAVIER ➡ smut, headcanons

⦿ “YOU THINK YOU HAVE CONTROL HERE?” ➡ headcanons, implied smut

⦿ LOVE LANGUAGE ➡ fluff, headcanons

ZAYNE:

⦿ SOFT DOM!ZAYNE ➡ smut, headcanons

⦿ LOVE LANGUAGE ➡ fluff, headcanons

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

Can you do more love in deepspace more likely focus on mc

[ERrOr] - Side Story Featuring: |Sylus, MC, and (Non-MC) (Y/N)|

-

"Thanks MC!" You beam at her, "I can't belive you had some spare clothes, I promise, I will pay you back." You offer, shrugging off your soaked jacket.

"It's okay, really." She smiles, politely waiting by the stalls of the bathroom.

"Oh- I can get you a plushie from that claw machine you hate!"

The female's grin falters, "Don't waste your time on that machine." She grumbles, imagining you being sad when failing to get a cute plushie for her.

"I'm suprised these fit, they don't seem like your sizs at all."

That's because she planned ahead.

"Phew~," You sigh, unlocking the door. Patting down the new clothes, you hold onto the drenched ones. Placing them into a empty shoping bag.

"I can carry that-" "NOPE. I can do it. Just stand there and keep being you." You chuckle as she huffs playfully, walking beside you as you head to the sink.

-

"Look! Look at this little sweetie!" You coo at the bird, as it squawks. Suprised at the strength you held as it's claws dig into your skin.

"..W-where did you get that?" MC asks, visibly displeased at the familiar black feathered bird.

"Outside! By the window." You cuddle it closer to your chest, playing the part of obliviousness easily.

"H.. It, might have a owner. You should let it go." She glares Mestiphos as she sees the scratches littered on your arm. "Hmm... Yeah, he looks taken care of.." You don't relent, taking a step back as MC took a step forward.

"(Y/N)..." MC says steadily.

"No!" You bark, reminding her of dog not wanting to give up their toy. Choosing to run down the sidewalk instead. "(Y/N)!" She gave chase, laughter leaving her with each step.

-

Sylus, who had been watching the display in amusement, taps on the side of his seat in thought. Smirking in victory when seeing you losing the female hunter in the crowd.

Dressed in a disguise, he sees you lose the grip on Mestiphos. Letting him fly away as you gaze at the sky. Watching your head drop to the ground, you it raises slightly. Walking forward, deeper into the sea of people.

Getting up, he leaves the seat, keeping pace with you.

Glancing behind you, your eyes meet with his.

He stops as well, watching you close distance.

The two of you quiet as you circle him with pure-curiosity. Indulging your oddness for a few more seconds until he spoke up. "May I help you?"

"Sorry, you're just really handsome. Super familiar too." You say causally, smiling at him as you take a step away.

"Oh? Thank you, that's a sweet thing to say." Recalling your tone with Mestiphos, he watches your grin broadens at the compliment.

"I'm (Y/N)! What's your name?" With a friendly tone, he tries to match your instresting energy. The two of you walking side-by-side as if old friends than strangers.

-

<Elsewhere>

"You think the Boss is gonna' try something?" Luke questions.

"Hm... I mean, hand-holding is a bit extreme for a first meeting-"

"OH.. " Luke points to you holding Sylus hand, draging him to meet up with the MC. While their Boss smiles through it, his eyes narrowing at having to 'fight' for your time.

-

Taglist: @mangooes @deputy-videogamer @yoongi-tunes @3ophelia3 @kuni-k

[Another installment! I didn't know what you meant by MC, so sorry! But, anything regarding love and deepspace, I'll write MC as a separate character, its easy for me! If anyone has questions about the AU let me know!]

[zaynes-nieve]

Snowy Night

Artist Credit goes to an @SN0WPEARCER. Found on a video from the tiktok tag

[yuzuocha]

KITH? KITH. [PT. I]

kissing hcs for xavier and zayne, let's go. rafayel and sylus will be in pt. 2.

warnings ‣ there might be a little steam, but thats it

xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ.

— when one usually shoots a glance towards the sleepy, cryptic, book-and-meat-loving hunter, they would see him as a reticent, passive lover who doesn't show much affection – especially physical ones – towards his partner.

— well, it isn't as if they were completely wrong, per se. however, the impression they had of Xavier when it came to romantic endeavors couldn't have been more wrong – especially when it came to kissing.

— in most cases, his kisses are sweet and gentle, just like his demeanor. he loves planting them all over you. your cheek, your temple, your ear, your shoulder, your palm – you name it, he most definitely enjoys it. hell, even if it's the bridge of your foot, your thigh or the back of your neck.

— he definitely has a preference to give than to receive, though he's more than happy to be gifted with a smooch. his mouth-to-mouth, on the other hand, couldn't be more different.

— it's as if a switch turns on whenever he touches your lips with his.

— xavier didn't actually have any experience in kissing beforehand – or so he says – but his trained instincts, senses and perception swiftly kicked in and turned his clumsy kisses into (literal) breathtaking ones.

— his direct kisses never fail in threatening your knees to buckle underneath his touch, and he knows what drives you insane – nipping your bottom lip and swiping his tongue to soothe the small bite, cupping your neck into a more favorable angle with one hand while the other tipping your chin upwards to make the kiss deeper and your breaths shorter.

— and then xavier sweetly pecks your lips as if he didn't just ravish you in your entirety.

— it's also important to mention that he's hardly shy, contrary to his sloth-like nature. he is bold and open in his ways of affection and would care less for pressing lips together in public regardless if there was no audience or a stadium filled with them.

— still, he'd prefer more private spaces simply because the sight of you is something that is for his eyes only – nobody should ever see that dazed expression of yours other than him. possessive? yeah. but do i love it? yeah??

"very pretty." xavier whispered, breaking the string of saliva that connected him to you. all you could do was weakly nod back like an idiot. you couldn't tell whether the droplets on your face were sweat or tears.

or perhaps it's both.

xavier leaned down once more and gave a final kiss so gentle that your knees threatened to give out. your lips didn't have time to feel cold after xavier pulled away — he had one hand cup your jaw and cheek and had the other hand's thumb brush your swollen lips.

as the corners of his lips curled upwards,

the clumsy xavier had long been buried six feet under — and that's assuming that inexperienced side existed in the first place.

ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ.

— he's a surgeon. he has incredible dexterity and control. just in what world would you ever think he's awkward at kissing of all things? it's kinda ironic that zayne likes kissing despite knowing the amount of germs spread between the two are numbers that'd make any doctor froth at their mouth, though.

— despite his fondness for this activity, you're usually the one who gives small pecks and not the other way around. though, it isn't necessarily his fault – he's a doctor. a chief cardiac surgeon, at that.

— he doesn't sleep as much as he should to begin with, it's difficult to see you outside of check-ups and your occasional crashing at his place, and even at home he has to continue reading papers and study to not lose his edge.

— don't worry, however. he's largely upset about his quantity of kissing you. he just doesn't show it that much – so he uses those feelings to make the scarce kisses count.

— his kisses are slow but steady, allowing half-second pauses for you to breathe and his hand gently around your neck for support – indeed, a true gentleman. at the end of each kiss, it always leaves you feeling oh-so warm and soft, as if he swaddled you up in the coziest blanket in the world.

— during certain moments nightly activities ehehehehe, he still retains that loving finesse and control. he's someone who cherishes every single moment of contact, a perfectionist even in romantic endeavors.

— god bless zayne.

you could feel his hand twisting the door's lock.

clack. chief cardiac surgeon zayne really doesn't want to be interrupted at this moment.

but you couldn't afford to divert your attention to something like that; with one of zayne's hands gently combing through your hair and the other returning to your jaw, his gentle yet deep kisses only grew in intensity. the taste of sweet mint lingered, but it didn't do much in cooling you down.

he pulled away for half a second, letting you exhale and take in another breath.

"it's astounding how you dropped by just when i was missing you most."

you were about to respond, yet zayne returned to kissing – they were mellow and delicate yet meltingly profound, very much attuned to his inner nature.

it was a long moment before zayne opened his eyes and released your mouth with a soft 'pop'. he locked gazes with your dazed, nearly lovesick expression, his eyes somehow growing softer than his kisses at the sight. he trailed his hand towards yours while looping his fingers around your own.

"is there anything you'd like to talk about?"

you were too busy melting in your feelings for him to construct a response.

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