Sweet Suite Love
Summary: Zac and Vanessa in their suite in Hawaii. Rated M for language and sexual content!
"Zac," Vanessa called from the bathroom of their suite.
"Yeah?" Zac asked, coming up behind her and kissing her neck.
"Where's my makeup bag?"
"Your makeup bag? Baby, you don't need makeup. We're just going to the beach."
"Yeah, I know…but I wanna look good for the paparazzi." She grinned, knowing how he would react to her statement.
"Screw the paparazzi! Those damn idiots piss me off!" he exclaimed.
Vanessa giggled. "You're pretty hot when you're pissed off, though."
"Yeah, but you know what's hotter?"
"What?" she asked, wrapping her arms around him.
"Your sexy little ass," he said, grabbing it and squeezing it gently.
"Hey! Don't talk about my ass like that!"
"You have to admit it: it's pretty hot though."
"You're right. It is, and I know you can't wait to get in my pants."
"I know, I have to wait until tonight."
"Good boy, Zac. You'll get to screw me all you want later. Now where did you say my makeup was?"
He smiled before going into the bedroom. "That's for me to know, and you to find out."
She slowly realized what he meant. "You hid my makeup! Zachary David Alexander Efron! How dare you! You're gonna be punished for that one!"
"Fine. You can punish me, and then you can have your makeup."
Vanessa grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down onto their bed. She slipped his shirt off of him and began to lick his chest and six-pack. Zac felt a bulge growing inside his swim trunks and tried to break his arms free of her grasp to grab her and return the favor. She held on tighter. "Zac, you're getting punished. Don't even try it."
"Come on, Nessa. That was punishment enough. Let's make love."
She though about it for a minute before agreeing. She let him take her clothes off and soon, he had her pinned down on the bed, thrusting lovingly into her. With every thrust, she cried out his name. "Zac, harder, faster!"
He pounded into her for another five minutes before becoming still and cumming inside her.She came soon afterwards and he fell on top of her. "I love you, Nessa."
"I love you, too. Now where's my makeup?"
"I don't think you deserve it yet," Zac said, kissing her neck. "Maybe one more round…"
"Zachary, you give me the damn makeup right this instant!"
"Okay! Gosh, I was just messing with you. You don't have to act all bitchy about it."
"I'm not acting like a bitch, Zac. Take it back."
"Okay, you're not acting like a bitch."
"Good. Now…the makeup?" she prompted.
He reached into his bedside drawer and grabbed the bag. Before he could close it, she peered inside. "What's this?" she asked, holding up a book. The cover title was Sex Positions for Dummies: How To Make Your Partner Lust For More.
"Uh…that's…uh…"
"Ooh, Zac, we should try some of these later," Vanessa inquired, flipping through the book.
"Sure," he replied.
Next, she pulled out a box of condoms. "Hmm…six left. That's enough to try those positions tonight, Baby."
"Yeah," he agreed. "But I could buy more while we're out."
"Let's make love all night, Zac!" she exclaimed.
"Sound good to me!" he responded.
"Hey, babe. Let's go get drunk."
"We aren't old enough. Remember?"
"Oh, I have my ways," she replied, readjusting her breasts for implication.
He nodded, understanding what she was gonna do. "If anyone catches us, we're gonna be fired from the Disney Channel for sure."
"We don't need them anyway," she replied, kissing him.
"We don't need them, but I need you," he whispered seductively in her ear. He pushed her back onto the bed and they resumed their love-making…
Should I turn this into a story, or is it better off as a oneshot? Please review!