Warning, this work contains extreme levels of smut. Like, there's 10% plot and 97% smut. That doesn't even equal 100, which is just how much smut there is. Not for the faint of heart. Proceed with caution. (P.S. there will be a part 2)

Everything had been great, at least the first three years they had been together. Zed loved most everything about Addison—her smile and her eyes and her hair and all her great physical aspects, along with her bubbly personality and her cute laugh and how she just makes everything so much happier and brighter.

And, during winter break their junior year, they had taken things even further. Addison had invited Zed along on her family's annual ski trip in Colorado, which happened to be where they first had sex. Details aside, Zed had been a lot more apprehensive than Addison and his Z-band had shorted for a brief moment (no one was hurt and it had been for less than a minute).

They had sex in Seabrook for the first time the following summer. Addison's parents had gone out for the night, and it was the first day Zed was without his cast (after breaking his leg skiing).

Over the next few months, most times they were left alone ended in sex. The first few times hadn't been the best, sure, but it definitely got better the more they did it.

Zed would probably say that the best time they'd ever had sex was in October their senior year—which is coincidentally where this story starts.

Addison finished cheer practice a good 15 minutes before Zed finished football. It usually meant she'd spend extra time with freshmen working on their form or she'd wait for him either in her car or by the locker room. That day, Addison had been waiting inside the guys locker room.

It wasn't even a strange sight, having her in there. Zed usually got in a good while after everyone had already changed, which meant that it was usually him and Addison a maybe a few strays. When he got in that day, most of his teammates had left or were leaving. Addison was sitting by his locker and copying his notes (or something like that, he couldn't really tell), his locker door cracked open and some of his stuff spilling out.

Zed leaned down, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Hey Addy," he greeted.

"Hey Babes," Addison replied. She scooted over to give him easier access. "Have fun bashing heads and pinning guys to the ground?"

Zed clicked his tongue, pulling his bag out of the locker. "You know it," he said, beginning to strip off his padding. "Your house or mine?" he asked.

Addison was quiet for a minute. Zed glanced at her curiously; she was quietly packing her bag, zipping it closed and standing up. She patted down her skirt, leaning against the locker 'casually'. "Well, I'm pretty sure your dad is at work."

Zed nodded. "That's true."

"And Zoey is probably at home already," she added, and Zed nodded again. She took a step closer to him; Zed shifted to face her more, raising a curious eyebrow like he already knew where this was going. "Now I do believe my mother has several meetings this afternoon, which means she won't be home 'til late."

Zed nodded along; Addison reached forward, looping her fingers in his waistband and pulling him closer. "My dad won't be home until late today as well."

Zed hummed in response, cradling his girlfriend's jaw in his hand and leaning down. "I think you can do the math," she breathed out, Zed swallowing the last of her words in a kiss.

Addison wrapped her arms around Zed's neck, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist. At the same time, he pushed her against the lockers, held her thigh with one hand and pushing on the lockers with the other. She bit his lip affectionately, pulling on the ends of his hair.

They moved fast in a jumble of limps and desperate kisses. Addison tugged on his shirt, rubbing the skin of his abdomen. Zed pulled back enough to let her get his jersey off, leaning in to kiss her again only to be stopped by his gear.

"Shit," he muttered.

Addison pulled on his hair, trying to get his lips back on hers. "Addy, we can't do this here," he told her. Addison whined as he let her down, pouting up at him. "We're in the locker room at school. If someone walks in we'll both get in serious trouble."

"Then get changed, so we can have sex in the privacy of my bedroom."

Zed and Addison had barely made it into the house before they were all over each other.

Depending on the scenario, sex between them was either teasingly, deliberately slow filled with hot but gentle passion; or fast, rushed, rigid, rough, and hard sex. The second one rarely happened unless it was a situation like this, where they had a limited time to themselves and had spent a good amount of time before teasing each other.

Zed had his girlfriend pinned against the wall, pressing hot kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Her hands roaming all over him, throwing off his jacket and pulling his shirt over his head.

Zed had enough sense to pull back, taking a second to catch his breath before asking, "Bedroom?"

"Fuck it," Addison breathed out. "Where do you keep your condoms?"

"Backpack." Zed leaned in and kissed below her ear, sucking long and slow on the sensitive spot. Addison moaned loudly, her head rolling back against the wall.

"Stop it," she hissed. Zed laughed lightly, pulling back and letting her legs fall to the ground. "Go find you bag, grab a condom. I'm going to my room. Scream if you find one."

Zed grinned, turning to go back to the front door. Addison ran to and up the stairs, rushing into her room. She went through the drawers where she kept anything she wanted to hide from her parents: there were four different drawers across her room with strategically hidden compartments for all her personal stuff—like the lingerie she wasn't supposed to have or sex toys she had used before they had started having sex.

"Found one!" Zed called from downstairs.

"Coming!"

Zed caught her at the bottom of the stairs, picking her up and spinning her around. Addison kissed him hard, grinding her body again Zed's while he carried her across the room to the kitchen. He sat her on the table, passed her the condom as he went to getting his pants off.

When Addison went to pulling her cheer top off Zed stopped her. "Um, Addy, would you mind if you kept it on?"

Addison grinned at him, rolling the condom onto his hard cock. "You gotta fuck me real good if we're gonna do this here and now like this," she said, gesturing to her uniform.

Zed hiked up her skirt, pulled down her spandex shorts and panties, which she then kicked off from her ankles. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulled him closer and wrapped her arms around his neck, capturing his lips in another searing kiss. He guided his erection into her, both of them releasing low moans at the connection.

Zed fucked her at a steady rhythm, more focused on depth and roughness than speed, driven by Addison's gasps and moans that were muffled by his own lips. He pulled his lips away, releasing her cries of passion to the air.

Zed moved a hand from holding her ass to between their bodies, rubbing his finger against her clit. "Zed!" she cried, arching up against him. Her eyes were screwed shut as her body quaked with orgasm. Zed groaned out loud as her pussy spasmed and tightened around his pounding member, attempting to push it out while he continued his penetration, jabbing back into her.

Zed pulled out of her suddenly, making her squeak in surprise. He picked her up by her waist, his throbbing member grinding against her slick folds. "Wha-What're you doing?" she managed to get out, still a bit hazy from post-orgssmic bliss.

"Let go of me," Zed said as an answer, batting at her legs around his waist. As soon as her feet were on the ground he turned her by her waist. Addison's squealed as he bent her over the table, lifting her skirt over her ass.

Addison looked back at him with a grin. "Oh I see what you're do—oooh fuck! Oh, oh my god!"

Addison let out a string of curses as Zed moved in and out of her snatch. The new position allowed him to pound into her deeper. She grunted as she thrust her ass back to meet his hips. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she grunted in time with his thrusts.

Zed grabbed her neck and pulled her up, her back arching up. He leaned down to kiss her neck hard, sucking and biting at the tender skin. "Yes!" she moaned out loudly. "Fuck me! Bite me! Don't fucking stop Zed don't stop!" He bit her neck hard, holding back just enough that he wouldn't actually eat her flesh or make her bleed.

He sucked and bit hickeys along her neck. Zed fucked her harder, drawn on by Addison's moans and cries of ecstasy. "Fu-fuck, Zed!" she cried out as her body quaked with orgasm. The clench and release of her pussy stirring him to pound her snatch harder, bringing himself to his own orgasm.

Once they had gotten down from their highs they slumped onto the floor, laying together with their tangled limbs and breathing hard. Addison lay on top of her boyfriend with her head nestled in his neck. After a quiet minute she asked him, "So you've fantasized of fucking me in my uniform, huh?"

Zed laughed tiredly. "I don't judge your obsession of being bitten, Addy." His eyes were closed as if he were planning on taking a nap on the kitchen floor.

"Not judging, it was hot," she clarified. "It felt like…like we were fucking where we weren't supposed to."

"Like the kitchen table?"

Addison playfully hit his chest. "Like school, Zed," she explained. Zed hummed in acknowledgement so Addison went on with her explanation. "I've always wanted that, you know? The Zombie Safe Room is like number one on my list of places we aren't supposed to be that would be great to fuck in."

"You have a list?"

Before Addison could answer there was a knock at that door. Addison glanced at Zed and whispered, "Maybe if we're quiet enough they'll leave."

As if he heard her, Bucky screamed from the outside of the door, "I know you're home Addison. I have a key so if you don't open the door I will."

Addison groaned and got off of Zed, stretching up. "I'll get the door nice and slow to give you time to get dressed, Babe."

"It reeks of sex in here."

Addison rolled her eyes. She walked ahead of Bucky to the kitchen where Zed was, catching him as he finished buttoning his pants up. Bucky just groaned, clearly not missing the sight.

Zed just smiled innocently, pulling out a chair from the table and sighing dramatically. Zed took being tired after sex to another level. He was ready to pass out anywhere, which sometimes meant he wouldn't even make it to the bed before falling asleep.

Bucky pointed at Addison. "You are very loud. I could hear you from the car." Addison felt her cheeks heat up from embarrassment. She hadn't known Bucky was coming over.

He then pointed at Zed. "And you need to take less time to cum. I was out there forever, waiting for you to finish because I did not want to see that."

Zed was less embarrassed, simply shrugging.

Bucky's face screwed in disgust. "Seriously, go open some windows. When your dad gets home I don't think he'd appreciate his fucking kitchen smelling like sex." He walked around the kitchen giving it an inspection. Meanwhile Zed went around and opened all the possible windows. "And seriously? The kitchen table? People eat there, you know."

Addison rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest. "I'm seventeen Bucky, I don't need you babying me. I can have sex if I want to."

Bucky barely glanced at her. "You both need a shower. I don't care if you go in together just get rid of the sex smell."

Zed locked eyes with Addison across the room and gave her a seductive smile. Addison grinned at him, then looked to address Bucky. "Well come back and clean later," she told him with a grin before heading up to the stairs. Zed was a little more than a few paces behind her, dropping his bag in her room before following her into the bathroom.

He handed her her panties and her spandex shorts. "You know your panties were on those little cubbies in the wall? Hanging off a vase?"

Addison laughed at that. "They're so wet too," he pointed out.

"That's what happens when your sexy hot boyfriend is such a tease," she retorted.

Zed raised an eyebrow at that. "Sexy hot, huh?"

Addison grinned. She turned on the shower water before starting to undress, dropping her clothes in the hamper and telling Zed he could do the same.

"I have the sexiest, hottest boyfriend in all of Seabrook," Addison said cheekily.

Zed pulled off his shirt and tossed it in the hamper; the exposed skin drew in Addison's attention. "I—as do many other females and males in Seabrook—love the sight of your bare chest," she pointed out. "And I'm sure lots of those people would love to see you completely naked."

Zed laughed lightly (and a little awkwardly), pulling down his pants and boxers all at once. "Only I get the pleasure though," she finished. She stepped closer to him, stood on her toes and kissed him, slow and sweet and gentle.

Addison pulled away before it could get too intimate. Zed leaned against the counter, watching her as she got undressed—in her most teasing way, might he add. She had barely changed since freshman year, getting a little fuller here and there. Here and there meaning her boobs, because Zed loves her boobs; and her ass, because she did her squats.

Zed grinned at her once she was fully naked, taking her hand and pulling her flush against him. "My god, you look delicious," he whispered huskily, leaning in and attaching his lips to hers again.

They made out for several minutes before Addison pulled back, face red and lips puffy. "I don't wanna waste any time with you," she said. "I wanna have hot, steamy shower sex."

Zed raised an eyebrow at that. "No condom?"

Addison shook her head. "My period is coming tomorrow anyway. Plus, I've been on birth control since I was thirteen. We'll be fine for this one time."

"Are you sure?"

Addison just rolled her eyes fondly. "Yes I'm sure," she said. She pulled him into the shower, closed the curtain behind him before pulling him under the spray of water. "Now let's have some steamy shower sex before my parents come home."

The Zombie Safe Room was a great place to have lunch dates, hide from people, and make out. And based on how things were going it was going to end up a spot for a quick fuck during school.

Like most school days Addison was in her cheer uniform. She had been the one to pull him out of his third period, saying that the nurse needed him. The nurse never really checked her emails or did her job thoroughly, so it was an easy out and Zed knew exactly what Addison had in mind.

"I'm guessing we'll be exploring the list of school fucking places?" Zed asked teasingly.

Addison grinned at him, pulling the door to the Safe Room open and shoving Zed inside. The door closed and secured behind them; Addison jumped up into his arms, kissing him hard as she toyed with his jeans. She dry humped against Zed's hardening member as he carried her over to the stretcher.

Addison pulled back from his mouth and said giddily, "I wanna ride your dick, Zed. Will you lemme ride your dick? Please?"

Zed just laughed and lay down on the stretcher, pulling his pants and boxers down enough to release his erection. "Condom?" he asked.

"We'll be fine today," Addison stated. "Right? You're fine with that, right?"

Zed nodded, pulling her down for another searing kiss. "No more after this though, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," she said in a rush.

She raised up, moving her shorts and panties to the side before lowering herself onto his dick with a groan on both parts. Addison swiveled her hips around slowly, taking a minute to get used to him buried deep inside her.

Addison leaned back—with her hands on his thighs and her back arched out—and rode him hard. They didn't know how much time they'd have until someone noticed they weren't at the nurse, and besides she knew they both wanted to get off quickly.

Zed savored the way she bounced on his cock, her boobs bouncing slightly with each thrust under her top. He could make out her hard nipples through all the fabric, turning him on more. He grunted in response every time her ass hit his thighs. Her pussy was so wet and dripped all over his pants and shirt. Zed reached forward and into her panties, seeking out her clit.

"Oh god!" Addison cried out, feeling him press his thumb against her little button.

As he rubbed her clit rough and fast, Addison felt her own orgasm building. Quickly, she moved his hand from inside her underwear and turned around so that he was staring at her ass. She ground and bounced on his hard member, moaning and groaning deliciously and grinning her clit somewhat against his balls.

Zed reached forward and groped her ass, still covered by her spandex and her panties and her skirt. Not long after they both came, shaking in each other's grasp.

"Fuck," Addison breathed out. "That was so good."

Zed made a noise in agreement. He felt his cock going soft already, soon after flopping out of her snatch, still gushing her release and his.

They could hear the bell ring in the Safe Room and both perked up at the sound. Addison lifted off his pelvis and adjusted her clothes and his. "We'd better go," she told him, climbing off the stretcher. "Ms. McBridge will not be as dense Mr. Hazel."

"Dude, you have a boner like, all the time," Eliza told him.

"Really I hadn't realized," Zed stated sarcastically.

Eliza just rolled her eyes. "Is that healthy? When's the last time you called your doctor?"

"It's nothing serious," Zed said. "I have a boner because I'm horny. I'm horny 'cause I have a sexy girlfriend who makes me horny."

"Addison's not even around," Eliza pointed out.

"I just had class with her. You should see her in there, god. Her skirt rides up on the chair and I can see the edge of her shorts. Oh my Z, she wasn't wearing her shorts today and she has on this lacy panties—"

"Don't cum in your boxers," Eliza teased.

Zed blushed lightly.

"I'm just saying, every time I see you you're sporting a…" she waited for the few people approaching to pass before continuing, "a hardon. Doesn't seem very normal to me."

"I'm fine," Zed told her. "I gotta go to class."

Zed peered around the hall corner, making sure it was empty before slipping into the supply closet, pulling Addison in behind him. Before she could hike up her skirt, Zed had pushed her down to her knees.

With a smirk and raised eyebrow, Addison undid his jeans and pulled them down a few inches, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his erection. "It's this kinda party, huh?" she teased lightly. She leaned forward and kissed the drooling head, making Zed sigh and relax his body.

"Look who's excited to see me," she said with a smile.

She wrapped her small hand around his member, slowly stroking it up and down and drawing out a low moan from Zed. "So big and hard," she went on. "All swollen and purple, drooling that sweet, sweet precum."

Zed frowned and leaned back against the wall. "We gotta make this fast," he breathed out. "We have history."

"Yeah yeah," Addison waved him off. "Just let me marvel my favorite plaything some more."

Addison squeezed around his head, grinning as more pre oozed out. "Ngh," Zed groaned out. "Addy."

Addison smiled up at him then leaned forward, sucking the swollen head into her mouth. When it came to cocksucking, Addison took the crown (not that he'd ever experienced head from anyone else).

She swirled her tongue around his head for a minute, using her hand to pump the rest of his cock. Then she forced herself down his length, bobbing her head on the member while licking all around it.

"Oh god," Zed groaned, knitting his fingers in her white hair and guiding her down the length of his dick.

She slurped and gagged on his cock in her mouth. With her hands she fondled his hot sack, pressing into the tender flesh just enough to make him cry out her name. Addison loved having him at her mercy, coming undone with her hands and her mouth. He wasn't even thrusting into her, more focused on the feeling of her sucking him like a jammed straw and licking around his member like a cherry lollipop.

Addison smiled, her mouth full of dick, her cheeks red and hollowed out, the skin around her mouth and chin covered in saliva. Zed groaned and came, shooting his thick load in her mouth. Addison swallowed his load quickly, then pulled off his member once it started going soft.

Addison stood up and grinned, leaning forward and pressing her lips to his for a kiss. Zed could taste the faint saltiness of his cum on her lips but said nothing. Addison kissed him softly for a few minutes, giving him to to catch his breath and recuperate.

She pulled away from him not long after, a giddy smile on her face. "I gotta get back to class, see you there," she told him. "Wait five or six minutes before coming in too."

"You've been benched," Principal told them. "Both of you. You've been skipping classes and your grade point average has dropped in the last few weeks. You cannot participate in extracurriculars with a GPA below 2.5, and your both ghosting it."

"Benched?" Addison asked. "But…but I'm captain."

"You should've thought of that before letting your grades slip," Principal Lee told her. "You can go to the game but you cannot cheer. Bring your grades back to a C-average and then we can talk."

Zed frowned and glanced at Addison briefly. She looked crushed beyond belief, and he felt guilty. They both had bombed their recent history test—it was definitely correlated with how often they skipped class for a quick fuck.

"And I feel the need to remind you both," Principal Lee went on, "that any student caught in incriminating sexual positions on campus and especially during operational hours are due for punishment as extreme as expulsion."

Zed and Addison both nodded in understanding. She was on to them, but couldn't do anything without evidence. And cameras in classrooms and now the Zombie Safe Room were against the law. She must have seen them on the hall cameras, sneaking around.

Principal Lee sent them on their way and they left her office, walking down the hall a few feet apart.

"I gotta beg for a retake," Addison said, more to herself than anything. She looked up at Zed and said, "I need to cheer. I—are you seriously hard right now?"

Zed blushed slightly. "I-I can't help it," he admitted. "It's weird, I've never been this…" he glanced around then whispered, "sexually aroused before. I don't even get super exhausted anymore. It's so weird."

"Who would've thought sex would screw us over, huh?" Addison muttered. "We gotta get our grades up to keep on playing. I'm gonna ask Eliza to tutor me, you should do the same."

"Not at the same time of course," Zed added. "Otherwise we'd never get anything done."

Addison nodded. She glanced at his hardon and grinned slightly. "I mean, you're obviously hard. We should probably take care of that."

Football let out early on Tuesday, so Zed found himself lingering around the gym doors and waiting for cheer practice to end. Addison noticed him the second he came in, grinning at him and finishing up with the group she was working with before jogging over.

"Hey," she greeted cheerily. She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek. "You finished already?"

"Yeah," Zed said. "Take your time, don't worry about me."

"No, we'll run through our routine again and I'll call it quits for today," she said with a smile. "You can sit in the bleachers if you want."

Zed nodded and moved to the bleachers. He sat there for a while, doing nonsense on his phone while vaguely listening to his girlfriend as she instructed them around. Once the music started though, he couldn't help but watch them as they went through—more specifically Addison.

There was just something about the way she moved that drove him wild. He tried his best to not stare like a creepy but he couldn't help his growing erection.

"Okay guys, I think this is a good place to stop," Addison said. "Go home, lick your wounds. Same time tomorrow, maybe a little longer."

Zed moved his backpack into his lap as the cheerleaders fanned out, collecting their stuff from against the walls and the bleachers and the locker room. Addison went up to him with her bag on her shoulder. "Ready to go?"

"Don't you have to lock up?"

Addison nodded. "I'm about to kick them all out. You have everything?"

Zed nodded and stood up, swinging his bag over his shoulder. Addison ushered everyone out of the gym and locked the main doors. Then she gave Zed one of the keys and said, "Can you go lock up the boys' locker room? I'll be in the girls' room."

Zed nodded and did as he was told, making sure the locker room was empty then locking the doors. He went to the girls' room, cracking the door open and calling, "Addy? Are you alone in there?"

"Yeah!"

Zed went in and around the corner, seeing Addison collecting her belongings from her locker. With the way she was bending her over, her skirt had rode up to reveal most of her ass and her pink panties. Zed has to bite his lip to stay quiet, to not whimper or say anything. He can feel his cock throb in his pants and moves over to her.

He got close enough that his hardon pressed against her ass and she jumped in surprise. "My god, you're hard again?" she asked in an amused voice. "We had sex three times today."

"Where are you shorts?"

"I wasn't gonna stunt today so I let one of the freshman who stunts use them," Addison said. Addison stood up and pressed her back against his. "Does it ever go down?"

"Not when you're around," Zed said. Addison ground her ass into his member and Zed stifled a groan.

"I think there's something I can do about your little problem," she whispered to him.

"We…we can't," Zed said regretfully. "If we get caught we can be expelled."

"The gym doors are locked, the door to the outside is currently locked. Only the janitor has keys and he's not scheduled to come around for another two hours." Addison said.

She leaned down and into her locker, pulling out a condom from her backpack. She passed it back to Zed, continuing to tweak her ass on his erection. Zed let out a low growl at the friction. He pulled his hips back and undid his pants, pulling out his dick and rolling on the condom.

"Ready?"

Addison reached between her legs and moved the crotch of her panties to the side, feeling Zed press the head against her dripping slit. "Yeah, give it to me."

No one was supposed to be in the student parking lot during school hours. Which is why Addison's car was a perfect place for a mid-morning sex session.

They hadn't even made it to second period before Zed had gone up to his girlfriend in the hall, kissing her neck and hinting at skipping for some well deserved alone time. It was risky, considering the conversation they'd had with Principal Lee literally days before.

"You're always so hard," Addison said with a smile, his dick buried in her pussy. "We could get in so much trouble."

"Then we'd better make this fast," he muttered. "God this skirt ruins me."

Addison moaned and rocked her hips against him. Zed lifted his hands from her ass to her hair, pulling her down for a rough kiss.

"I need your help."

"Listen Addison, you're cute and all, and I may be gay, but you have a boyfriend for that."

Addison just rolled her eyes. "I have a serious problem I'm not sexually frustrated," she argued.

Eliza laughed lightly. "I was just teasing," she said. "What's up?"

"It's Zed," Addison said. "Don't tell him I said this, but he's like, always horny. Like constantly. Everytime I see him he's hard."

Eliza nodded. "Have you, I dunno, pointed it out to Zed?"

"He pointed it out to me," Addison explained. "Don't get me wrong, I love fucking him. Especially when we're not supposed to in places we shouldn't. And he's like really good at it too. But I don't think it's normal to be hard that often."

"And Zed refuses to go to his doctor about it, huh?"

Addison nodded. "I just want to make sure there's nothing wrong with him," she admitted. "He's not just great for physical reasons, but he's a great guy. I…I don't want to lose him."

Eliza nodded in understanding. "Don't worry. I got your back, Cheerleader."

All the classrooms were empty and everyone was in lunch. It made the chemistry lab the perfect place to hide away. Bent over one of the lab benches with a dick pounding in and out of her snatch.

Addison was kneeling on a stool with her elbows propped up and the bench and Zed behind her. Her shorts and panties were just in arm's reach on her bench and their backpacks sat on the floor, both partially opened and disheveled from searching for a condom.

"Mm, Zed," Addison moaned. "Eliza's texting you."

"What'd she say?"

Addison turned his phone around, taking a minute to read the message. She laughed a little that was drowned out by a soft moan. "She-she said that she's looking for us and—oh, right there!"

Zed couldn't help but chuckle slightly. He slowed down until he was barely moving, gently easing his way in and out much to her dismay.

"What's Eliza say?" Zed asked.

Addison groaned but looked st his phone again. "She needs to talk to us," she told him. "Urgently. But she can wait, I'm a little busy getting fucked."

Zed laughed again. "I think we should probably go see her," he said.

"No!" Addison whined. "We can't!…You're still hard! And I'm still horny!"

Zed couldn't help but laugh again, bringing up the he pace of his hips. Addison groaned and let her head drop. "Fuck, so good!"

"You've trained Zed," Eliza stated.

"Trained?"

"You can train a zombie in the same way you train a dog," Eliza explained. "He's developed a learned behavior, conditioning, all that shit. Every time you wear your cheer uniform, you guys have sex. So now his Zombie—and more importantly his body—associated your uniform with sex, and he gets insatiably horny."

"I'm not insatiably horny," Zed argued.

"You don't know what insatiable means."

"He can't be insatiably horny," Addison argued. "We have sex, and he's not horny."

"Until he sees you again, and his Zombie—and body—think 'sex' and he gets hard," Eliza explained.

"So how do we fix it?" Zed asked. "I don't have the money to buy that many condoms, and Addison wears her cheer uniform like, everyday."

Eliza shrugged. "Try conditioning him into associating something else with sex."

"I'm not a dog, Eliza."

Eliza rolled her eyes. "You asked for my help, and this is the easiest way I can explain it to you."

"Or, and this is just an idea, maybe not have sex in the middle of the school day," Bree suggested. "When I had a dog and I accidentally messed up his feeding schedule, I just wouldn't feed him at the times he got hungry. Eventually he learned to get hungry and appropriate feeding times."

"Stop associating me with dogs!" Zed exclaimed in frustration.

Addison patted his arm comfortingly. "Look, what they're saying makes some sense. Which would you prefer? It is your body."

"I…" Zed glanced around and blushed. "I don't wanna talk about this with everyone listening," he muttered.

Addison nodded. "Let's go to the Safe Room," she suggested.

"Sexual hotbed, training grounds," Elisa pointed out. "And you're in your uniform! Are you trying to keep conditioning him?"

Zed rolled his eyes and stood up. "I'm not an animal, Eliza," he hissed. "I'll be fine."

"I can see your boner through your jeans," Eliza pointed out.

Addison stood up, shouldered her bag and took his hand in her own. She didn't say anything to them as she lead them out of the cafeteria and to the Safe Room.

"No sex," she told him. "We're talking."

"I'm not an animal, Addison," Zed told her. "Stop talking to me like I'm a stupid in that condescending voice."

"I—I'm not," Addison stammered. "I mostly said it to convince myself. So that I wouldn't come onto you. Because this whole 'conditioning' thing is my fault."

Zed sighed, sitting against the gurney. "It's more like both our faults," he grumbled. "We gotta fix this, 'cause I can't keep getting boners during games. It feels weird."

Addison sat down beside him, leaning against his side. "Not the fucking right after games," Addison pointed out. "Somehow you go two whole rounds, sometimes three. Right after playing nearly a full game. It's so fucking good."

"Stop getting all horny," Zed said.

"I am not," she protested.

"Yes you are, I can smell your pussy getting wet," Zed said. "And you're biting your lip the way you do and trying to subtly squeeze your legs together to get some friction on your aching clit. And I bet your nipples are hard under your top. And—"

"Zed," Addison said, cutting him. "You are making it really hard to not climb up on you and ride you until your brain is mush."

"I think you mean until your brain is mush," Zed corrected.

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Then: "Zed, your hand." Zed glanced down and saw his hand under her skirt.

"I think my Zombie has some ideas," Zed said. "I don't even recall doing that."

He couldn't even feel his right arm, let alone know what was going on. No doubt it was his Zombie fucking with him, trying to get sex and knowing Zed was holding out on him. By the spreading black veins on his arm he knew he was right.

"We can't have sex," Addison said forcibly. "You need to stop thinking of sex whenever I wear this skirt. And move your hand!"

"I would," Zed said. "But…um…in the sanest way possible, I have zero control over my hand."

Addison furrowed her brows in confusion. "How do you not have control of your hand?"

Zed shrugged with his left shoulder. Addison didn't respond and he leaned over, seeing her with her eyes closed and letting out ragged breaths through her open mouth. "Is something going on under your skirt that I don't know about?"

"Mhm," she moaned. "Are fucking with me? For real?"

Then his senses came back and he figured out the look of pleasure on her face: he had two fingers buried to the knuckle in her soaked pussy and his thumb pressed against her clit. Addison was letting out silent moans and Zed barely had control of his hand.

"Fuck it," Addison breathed. "I need you to fuck my brains out. We can abstain tomorrow."