Well here's part two! As usual, I do not know, nor do I own anything of Zac and Vanessa other than some autographs, magazines, DVD's, well-worn CD's and 7 or 8 tubs full of trinkets...along with my adoration and obsession for them! :) For this chapter and the previous, I also do not own any rights to Star Wars, Han Solo, Princess Leia, Harrison Ford or Indiana Jones. I hope that covers everything.
As always, your reviews, pm's, e-mails, FaceBook messages or whatever are thoroughly enjoyed and appreciated! Thanks for taking the time to read and for letting me know what you think, good or bad. Your opinions feed my addiction and fuel my obsession!
BTW, this chapter is rated M for sexual situation(s), just fyi.
KTZLF - True Love Finds Its Way!
-adc :)
In the last chapter:
"Why again did we just watch Star Wars?" she asked as she reached for the remote control.
"Because you bought the whole set and insisted that we needed to watch it together. And if I remember correctly you said something about having the hots for Han Solo." Zac shook his head as he nearly mumbled the last part of his answer.
"I think I only said that because you said Princess Leia was sexy," Vanessa retorted.
Zac shrugged and leaned his head to the side. "... if you must know, the lovely princess rescues your man Han from Jabba. She's not just sexy, but she's feisty and knows how to accomplish a mission…kinda like you. And … there are all kinds of X-rated fantasies floating out there about Leia helping Han recuperate and repaying him for his hard work and dedication."
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"I never knew he liked Star Wars," Ashley interjected.
"Well it's not like he's dressing up as Luke Skywalker and going to conventions or anything," Vanessa shook her head as though Ash could see her. "Long story short… We went to bed, got 'reacquainted'. He'll be back this afternoon and I would like to help play out one of his fantasies…but I need help to get ready for it.
Ashley mimicked Vanessa's shaking head with a roll of her eyes and a light chuckle. "Start calling costume shops. Give me ninety minutes and make sure that front office door is open. I'm not standing in the hallway again waiting for your office hours!"
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The voice mail on Zac's phone wasn't what he was expecting, or hoping for. The sound of his friend's voice inviting himself and a couple of others to Zac's house that afternoon just complicated the entire situation. Yet, Zac knew, if he didn't meet them there he would have hell to pay trying to find a worthy excuse – again.
The yells and cursing of horse-play from the pool met his ears almost as soon as he climbed out of his car and watched the gate shut at the top of the driveway. As if sitting through business meetings wasn't bad enough. C'mon Ryan I cannot believe you're doing this to me. Zac thought as he pulled a few folders out of the front seat and headed into the house.
He planted the folders on the dining room table next to stacks of other papers and mail and slugged down the hall to his bedroom to change into his trunks before letting the guys know he was home. He hoped Vanessa wasn't expecting him for another couple of hours…but hanging out with his buddies wasn't exactly how he wanted to spend his free time on this particular day.
"S'up guys?" Zac called as he slid the glass door open and stepped out onto the pool deck. He squinted at the figures in the pool and found a little relief that there were only two bodies there, both ones that he knew.
"Hey! There's the host of the day." Ryan began. "Hope you don't mind, we needed a change of scenery. The female population around Jay's place was a little much."
"Laura and crew hangin' out by the pool?" Zac asked without real interest.
"Nah, not so much as just being at the house and buggin' me in general." Jay answered.
"Lovers' quarrel." Ryan explained in his best girly voice trying to make fun of his friend's dilemma.
Jay sent a splashing wave toward Ryan before looking back at Zac. "Little surprised your ex wasn't there commiserating with the other two." Jay pouted. "Nothing like being blasted for something by a woman and getting to hear her friends' comments as well."
Zac did his best to look uninformed and carefree at the mention of his fiancée. "Yeah… I can imagine," he lied. "Last I heard Van…you know, she was in New York. Damned if I'd know." He stepped down into the pool and dove under the water to avoid the looks of his friends.
With a few more crass comments about women in general and discussion of what each of their days had held Zac pulled the guys into a game of water basketball using the floating kiddie hoop that Vanessa had bought for him when he first bought his house. Then after another half hour the men decided to take their makeshift bachelor party into Zac's house.
Zac checked the clock and grabbed a few beers as the guys turned on a mindless movie just to add some noise around them. They watched the action flick play out for a little while until Zac's guests began shuffling around on the couch and in the floor. Zac had almost gotten comfortable enough for a nap and had actually closed his eyes.
"So what now?" Jay questioned as the movie gave way to yet another commercial break. "We goin' out or what?"
Ryan looked between Jay and Zac, noting that Zac was nearly asleep and still nursing his first can of beer.
Before the dark-haired man could say another word he followed Zac's eyes to the tv screen and the lingerie clad model traipsing around in high heels with wings affixed to her back. Ryan let out a low whistle while the low growl in Jay's throat escaped without a hint of restraint.
"Could your girl Candice put me in touch with that one? Man she'd be a sweet piece of…"
Zac coughed to put an end to Jay's comment. "Dude you have a girlfriend." He grumbled and gulped a swig of his beer.
"I'm just sayin'." Jay commented. "You're the one who needs a little action man. Have you even had a date since you and Candice hooked up at the club?"
Ryan noticed the quick turn of Zac's head and the touch of fire in his eyes. "I did not hook up with her. Don't even start that rumor. Last thing I need is for the paps to add fuel to the fire. Just keep your trap shut on comments like that, would you?"
The biting retort made all three men look at the tv again in silence. When the edited video switched to a brunette on the screen with darker skin sporting just a bra and panties Zac quietly sucked in a breath. He could easily picture Vanessa in that outfit and that sent his mind and body reeling.
"So are we gettin' out of here or what?" Jay ignored Zac and looked back toward Ryan.
"Yeah, where we goin'?" Ryan kept an eye on Zac whose eyes refused to leave the screen. "Down to the club or you wanna go grab a bite at the café and then over to the hotel bar?"
Both men finally looked back toward Zac who still had the can of beer in his hand, squeezing tighter to the aluminum and staring at the television.
"Zac?" Ryan lifted his foot from the couch and stretched toward the recliner to kick Zac's knee. No response.
"Z-Man?" He said a little louder and waved a hand in front of Zac's face.
"Wh-what?" Zac shook his head a little and then looked toward his friends with irritation written on his face.
"She's still in your system. Sorry I brought her up. C'mon, we'll go get a few drinks and see who we can find to hang with tonight." Jay offered a bit of compassion and understanding.
Instead Zac looked back at him even more irritated. "Huh? No… I gotta… I didn't get wrapped up at the office. I gotta go back over there and tie up loose ends."
Jay and Ryan both looked at him. "It's like 5:00 Z-man. Time to call it quits for the day. Just leave it and go back at it tomorrow. You need to relax a little." Ryan sat back trying to get a feel for whatever was going on in his friend's mind.
"Can't do it." Zac pushed himself up out of the chair. "You guys go ahead without me. I've gotta pick up a stack of scripts that Jase has been bugging me to look through. Tonight's the night." He pointed toward the side door of his home for the guys to head out.
Jay stood up and walked toward the door without a second thought. Ryan noticed the file folders on the table and realized there was more to Zac's story. "You sure you're alright?" Ryan questioned eyeing the electronic card key on top of the folders.
Zac's friend took another look around the kitchen and living room and spotted another stack of envelopes and papers laying on the end table. "You've got papers here and over there," he pointed. "That along with the beer bottles and cans and chip bags…Zac…your mom would freak if she came down here and saw your house like this. What gives? Haven't you even had the maid service over here lately?"
Zac stood up straighter and stretched his back before he smacked Ryan on the shoulder to push him toward the door. "You just sat in here for an hour. Get over it. Your place isn't much better and you've got work that needs to be done too. I'll take care of it when I need to. Cleaning's just something…she…made me do." He attempted to smile but the action took too much effort.
Ryan looked around one more time and spotted the lone picture of Vanessa sitting, nearly hidden, on the media rack between two DVD's. He tucked that little piece of info into the back of his brain.
"I'm just sayin'," Ryan continued, "good reason to get out of the house and go somewhere that has a better atmosphere and other company to choose from... You don't have to clean; you can get your mind off work…and whatever else is bugging you."
Zac thought momentarily. You're what's bugging me at the moment, honestly. Then he hopped up to sit on the edge of his kitchen counter and gave a curt smile to his buddies. "Yeah…no. I seriously have to go across town and take care of some…business."
Ryan crossed his arms over his chest with another inkling about Zac's situation. "You've already got plans for tonight don't you? Smug little bastard. Fine, don't tell us. We'll hear about it from the paps. You've already got a girl lined up. Why didn't you just say so?"
Zac put his hands in the air and shook his head. "Man I have no clue what you're talking about. Got other stuff I've gotta get done. That's all. Go, I'll catch up with you if I can."
"Got the vodka shots ready?" Jay prodded.
Zac sent him a wary look without a word.
"Oh come on Zac. You gonna let Vanessa go out and do God knows what with God knows who and you're just gonna pretend to sit at home reading scripts? You can't let her show you up on the party scene, can you?" Jay pressed.
The piercing look in Zac's eyes was one Ryan hadn't seen in a while. But he recognized it. The mention of Vanessa's assumed activities took the conversation to a whole new level, a dangerous one...and obviously one that still affected her 'ex-boyfriend'.
"Low-blow, Jay." Ryan commented out of the corner of his mouth. "Not cool."
"Well, I'm sorry." Jay huffed slightly. "He's sat around being a pansy for months now. If she wants to get laid by some 18 year old, let her. You need to get out and show her what she gave up. That's all I'm saying."
Zac jumped down from the counter and swiftly opened the door. He traded a look with Ryan telling him Jay had just worn out his welcome. "There's a lot that you don't know and obviously that includes Vanessa." Zac's low, calm voice was simply one of warning. He lifted his chin and smiled a forced, lips-pursed, twist. "She knows." Zac said with confidence as the men headed out the door. "You don't have to worry about that, Bro. I made sure she knows." He followed with a fake grin filled with gritted teeth.
Yet when Jay turned his back toward them and Ryan looked at his friend, Zac's face softened. "She knows." He repeated quietly with a nod and a true, soft smile. Ryan tilted his face to look at Zac. Yep, there's something he's not telling us. What the hell are you up to Efron?
Ryan and Jay both smacked hands and slapped Zac on the cheek or back on their way out the door. "Have fun, Z-man. Don't do anything we wouldn't do!" Ryan yelled back as Zac closed the door behind them.
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As soon as they left Zac picked up the phone and hit the speed dial.
"Hey, Babe!" Vanessa answered sending a few extra jolts through his heart.
"Hey, so where are you?" Zac carried the phone into the living room and started picking up a few of the cans and bottles that had gathered over the past week. That would be about the only reason that he was happy Vanessa didn't try to surprise him at home right now. Living there without her had made the place a real bachelor's pad…something he wasn't necessarily proud of.
"Ash and I are at the office." She answered with ease.
"Van, Babe," Zac's voice sounded pouty with a near whine in his twang. "That's supposed to be our place." He insisted.
"I know, Sweets. Ash's just here…" she hesitated trying to figure out what to say to keep Zac completely off track from her sexy surprise. "We, um, just came back here to grab some water after shopping, that's all."
"Oh," Zac still sounded a bit pouty with the fact that Ashley had spent most of the day with Vanessa, and he couldn't. "So where did you go shopping? Our building's not in your normal shopping range." He thought out loud.
"Oh, no places you'd recognize. I just needed to drop some stuff by here for later on," she successfully avoided his question. "So, Ash just came up with me to get a drink. It's no big deal, Boo. Not like we're planning a girls' night or something. Ouch!" Vanessa suddenly interjected as Ashley poked her with the tip of a pin through her hair. "What the…Ash, how do you poke with a bobby pin?"
"What does a drink have to do with bobby pins?"Zac questioned before Vanessa could recover.
"What?" Vanessa rubbed her head as she tried to figure out what Zac was asking. She raised her eyebrows to look at Ashley with a warning gaze.
"If you guys were just grabbing a drink, why is Ash poking you with a bobby pin? Don't those usually go in your hair?" he observed and waited for a response.
"Oh…" Vanessa stuttered. "It's nothing. Where are you? You sound kinda agitated." She hoped the questions would change their topic of conversation.
"I'm home. Ryan and Jay were over here and wanted me to come entertain them. But they just left. Apparently they decided hangin' out with me was bringin' down their party lifestyle or something."Zac chuckled at his efforts to get them out of the house.
"So no vodka involved, I take it?" she tried to keep an air of humor in her voice even with the slight worry that always came through when it came to Zac and his potential drinking habits.
"Ness…" Zac warned gently.
"Just sayin'…" she edged.
Zac decided it was his turn to change the subject. "So what are you and Ash doin' after you finish your drinks?"
Vanessa looked at the costume hanging on the hook against her bedroom door and began fishing for a fib that he would take…hook, line and sinker. She also looked in the mirror at her nearly completed hairdo. "I…guess…" her eyes widened as nothing except a picture of Zac undressing her came into mind. "We're just gonna…" she slurred and looked to Ashley for help.
Finally Ashley grabbed a pillow from the bed and held it like a baby, stroking it as though she were petting a child…or animal.
"Oh! Yeah!" Vanessa began again. "That's right! I totally forgot! We've gotta go see Makayla and pick up Shadow and Maui!" she blurted out excitedly.
Zac pulled the phone away from his ear and grinned. She was up to something. That much he knew. But without looking her in the eye he was at a loss. "I thought Stellz was keeping Shadow while you're jumping back and forth from coast to coast."
V quirked her head in frustration. He wasn't supposed to remember that fact. "Well, she will be…again…but…we took the pups over to Jennifer's house so Makayla could babysit them and Shadow and Maui had a play date. Once we pick them up we'll run Shadow back to Mom and Dad's place and drop her off. I'll take Ash home and then you and I can meet back here." She strung the words together hoping they made sense.
"Mmm-hmmm." Zac barely let the words slip through his lips. "And what time do you suppose you'll be back there? Like midnight?" He supposed.
"Zachary. What's up with you? What time is it now? It's only like five or so. I'll be back here by 7:00." She lowered her voice to make her point to him. "You know I want to be here with you…anywhere with you."
Zac smiled. "Fine. I'll come on over and wait for you. I got nothin' else to do. That way we won't be coming and going at the same time and junk."
"No, wait…" Vanessa stumbled again. "I mean, we won't be leaving for another what Ash…15 or 20 minutes? You don't wanna cut things too close, right?" she questioned.
Zac pressed his lips together. "Now I have to ask. What are you up to Hudgens?"
"What, who, me? Nothing. I'm not up to anything…" she stammered.
The back and forth questioning finally hit the wrong nerve with their dear friend who grabbed the phone from Vanessa's hands.
"Look Efron," Ashley started with her bossy, big-sister-esque tone. "Get over whatever funk you are in. Give me a half hour to finish what I'm doing here and then I am outta here. Give V another, oh…" she looked at Vanessa for assistance, "half hour and then get your ass over here. Good Lord. This engagement is gonna be the death of ME. I'm hanging up the phone. Your conversation is done. She'll see you here in a little over an hour got it? Good. Goodbye."
"What?" Zac pulled the phone from his ear and looked at it before returning it and trying to catch the entire rant that Ashley was spewing. As the call ended he pulled the device away from his face again. "We are friends…why?"Still he smiled when Vanessa's picture returned to the iPhone screen. "Fine…tell Ness I'll see her in an hour. Now I'm scared, but I'll be there."
Ashley placed the final few bobby pins in Vanessa's hair and put her hands on each twisted bun testing their stability. "Feel ok?" she asked as she caught Vanessa's eye in the mirror.
"Weird…but ok, yeah." Vanessa answered. She tilted her head from side to side just to get a feel for the objects on each side of her face. "Ok..so now I just need to get into the skirt and top and wait. Why am I nervous?"
Ashley smiled at her friend as she pulled the gold and brown costume from the bag. "You want him to be happy. You're doing something special to make him happy and to help him feel good and you want it all to work. Believe me," she said with a soft smile, "it will."
Vanessa stepped into the skirt and proceeded to dress with her friend's help. With earrings and a necklace in place Ashley looked at her and grinned. Vanessa opted to press her lips together in the unsure fashion that showed she was still nervous.
"Do you trust me?" Ashley asked sincerely. Vanessa nodded. "He's gonna love it, because it's you…and because you're doing this for him."
With that Ashley opened her arms and gave her best friend a light hug and a soft kiss to the cheek.
"Thanks Ash, I love you!" Vanessa sighed as her friend headed for the office door.
Ashley smiled back at her. "Just tell Mr. Efron I'll be billing him for my services today!"
Vanessa laughed at her. "When I'm through with him he'll be willing to pay triple your normal rate."
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Vanessa made sure the wine was chilled, the shrimp cocktail was ready and the chocolate covered strawberries were placed strategically on the table. She took several deep breaths as she looked once more in the mirror.
This is stupid… she thought once and then remembered Zac's tone as he had talked about his fantasies the prior night. I am doing this for him. She pulled the robe around her and turned around just in time to meet Zac walking through the bedroom door.
"What the hell?" Zac asked with wide eyes, stunned by the woman standing in front of him in what appeared to be just a robe and a hairdo that he had only ever seen in the movies.
Vanessa smiled and began to nibble on her lower lip. "I just thought, maybe, since we've missed a few parties together…that we could have our own private costume party tonight."
"Really?" Zac stayed still as the two of them stood mere steps from one another. "So the robe and fancy up-do are your costume?"
Vanessa stared at his lips. "What do you think?" she dared look up just enough to meet his eyes before opening her arms, inviting him to find out for himself how she was dressed.
Zac tilted his head and sucked in a breath. "Oh, Baby. Wait. Are you serious?" he asked truthfully as he stepped just a few inches closer and held his hand out toward the tie on her robe.
"God, Ness, Baby… if you're wearing what I think you're wearing under that robe…" Zac's breath became shallow as his eyes darted between the robe and Vanessa's eyes.
"Don't you want to find out?" she inched toward him until she had to look up to see his face.
"I don't have a costume." Zac admitted shyly. "It may not be fair to play out this little…fantasy…"
Vanessa pointed her head slightly toward the bathroom door. "You don't think I could be Leia without my Han Solo, do you?" she interrupted his thought and bit on her lower lip. "You just have to tell me though…did Han use a light saber, or his blaster gun, or just his hands to impress the princess?"
"Ness you're killing me." Zac whispered as he ran the tips of his fingers over the robe. He could see her tanned skin and just a hint of her tattoo and some kind of necklace peeking back at him under the collar.
"Ah-ah-ah." Vanessa scolded him. "I'm not Vanessa…"
Zac ran a finger over her cheek bone and dared to hold her chin between his thumb and index fingers. "Do you know how badly I want to kiss you right now, Princess?"
"Almost as much as I want to kiss you …" she stalled for a moment and then grinned as she looked up at Zac with a curious face. "Does Leia have a nickname for Han?"
Zac chuckled and then thought. "You know, I don't know if she does. She calls him scruffy, or scoundrel but those aren't really her names for him. What would she call him?"
Vanessa tiptoed up with the break in their moment. "Why don't you go change into your costume and I'll see what I can come up with." She held slightly onto his cotton t-shirt.
Zac placed his hands over hers on his chest and bent slightly to meet her lips for a beginning kiss. "Do I have to put on the boots and everything?" he wrapped his arms around her and let her do the same to him as they swayed together gently.
Vanessa rubbed her hands up and down his back to feel his muscles move under her touch. She thought about his request and looked back up at his lips. "Nah. I don't even know if it came with boots or not."
Zac watched her contentedly. "They did give you Han Solo and not Chewbacca, right?" he joked lightly.
Vanessa grinned and met his eyes. "Oooo, that could be interesting, couldn't it?" she made her eyes go wide as she thought about the hairy creature.
Zac released his hold and shot his hands into the air. "One fantasy at a time, and this one's mine!" he smiled widely. He sneakily bent and nuzzled his nose against her neck before heading into the bathroom. "Mmm, Princess, you are mine tonight!"
Vanessa giggled, sighed and then nearly moaned as he left her standing, still in her robe, against the bed. "Well hurry up, Han. I'd sure hate to fall asleep while you're getting your costume on!"
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The beige sackcloth shirt fit loosely across Zac's chest. He was thankful he hadn't shaved that morning so that his chin carried the five o'clock shadow that would provide a little rougher look to go with his character for the night. He smiled as he remembered when he had first begun to grow a beard and mustache. They weren't Vanessa's favorite attributes but she had grown to appreciate them…for several reasons.
He pulled on the cotton pants and the somewhat matching vest and looked down over the costume. Zac shook his head, still in disbelief, that Vanessa had gone to these lengths to surprise him. He almost shyly opened the bathroom door and caught sight of Vanessa's back as she disrobed to reveal her outfit.
She looked over her shoulder coyly as he stepped toward the bed. Zac placed his hands on his hips for lack of a better place to rest them. "Wow." He whistled out in a breathless sigh.
"Why General Solo," Vanessa began turning slightly for him to get a better glimpse of her body. "I thought you were blinded by the carbonite that had you frozen."
Zac stepped toward her and gently moved his hands to her waist. The band of the skirt sat just below his fingers teasing him to start pushing it lower on her hips which instinctively began to press against him. "Princess, if you must know, there is no man alive who could be frozen or blind when you're looking this hot and giving off this much heat." He swallowed and drew in a deep breath just to steady himself.
"I was worried about you." Vanessa leaned back against his chest and grabbed his hands to pull them around to the front of her stomach. "I didn't know if I'd get to see you again or not." She attempted to play into the character.
"A strong woman like you was worried about me? I thought you would've been happy for Jabba to throw me to the Dark Side." Zac kissed a spot below her right ear and then moved his head to her left side and caught sight of the tattoo on her neck.
"Contrary to popular beliefs General Solo, this strong woman still has needs. And a strong man is required to take care of…at least some of those…needs." Vanessa attempted to turn in his arms but he held her steady as he nuzzled his nose behind a twist of her hair and licked a line from her ear down to the butterfly that sat stationary on her skin.
"Princess, you don't know how happy I am to hear that. And I do believe I am ready…" Zac slid his right hand down, inserting it through the split in the skirt's material, and placed his palm fully against her smooth, strong thigh. "…willing" he continued by moving his left hand up to cup her left breast, fondling it until he could move his fingers high enough to meet her skin. "…and able." He finished with tongue, lips and teeth firmly planted over the ink design.
Vanessa's pants, mewls and breathy sighs accompanied every touch he provided. When he allowed her to turn in his arms their eyes met and she quickly moved her arms around his neck while he fought almost comically with the hooks and eyes on the back of her top.
The look of frustration on his face caused Vanessa to press her lips together as she waited patiently for him to accomplish his mission. "You don't like my costume?" She asked as she strained to reach his lips to initiate the deep kiss she'd been imagining all day.
Staying in character Zac grunted slightly. "It makes me think of Jabba. And I'm far more interested in what's underneath the costume…" he pulled back and smiled a satisfied smirk as he released the last latch and began to remove the halter from her body.
Before he could move to give her breasts attention Vanessa reached for his vest. "Fair's fair, General." She told him and raised one eyebrow making him unwrap his arms to allow her to remove his first piece of clothing.
She stopped him again as he dipped his head a second time to go after the rigid tip that was straining toward him. "Fair's fair," Vanessa repeated and tugged on his shirt to pull it free from his pants. She unbuttoned the top two buttons then urged the soft material up over his head.
"Better?" Zac questioned, holding his arms out for her to enjoy the sight of his bare chest.
"Why…Han…feathers? Sexy." Vanessa reached out to touch the markings on his bicep. Then instead of moving toward his face she grasped his upper arm with her hands and tugged gently until she could kiss every inch of his v-shaped tattoo.
Zac moved his hands to link behind his head which stretched her shorter body upwards. The sight of her breasts and nipples made him groan while he watched her lick and suck his muscled skin. "Baby…" Zac reacted when she moved her kisses from his arm to his chest, doing exactly what he wanted to do to her breasts.
He could see her tongue as it lashed out to his nipples making them erect and hard enough for her to suck into her mouth. Zac couldn't help but reach down with his hands to cradle her head between his palms as her warm lips moved across his slight chest hairs.
"Zac…" she hummed when she tiptoed to try and reach his lips once more.
"Ah-ahhh." He reprimanded.
She grinned and licked her lips. "General…Solo…"
The smiles on both of their lips faltered when their mouths met and began the familiar dance. Both half-naked bodies pressed together with groans and a hunger to move quicker than either of them really wanted to.
When their tongues retracted for a split second Zac pulled back. He gasped for a breath before running his fingers over her face, down her neck and over her shoulders. He gently grasped her upper arms and pulled her body even closer to him.
"You realize I'm a wanted man, right?" his character asked sincerely as she began to run her hands up and down the muscles of his back. He felt her nipples graze against his ribs and glanced away from her face just to see their bodies touching.
"And you realize I can erase all of that…as long as you'll…help me." She watched as his eyes raised back to meet hers. With her lips slightly parted he couldn't help but bend down to kiss her again. In the same motion he scooped her up into his arms and moved their rendezvous to the bed.
Vanessa placed her hands against his chest as he hovered above her. "Exactly what kind of help are you looking for? Haven't I been helping you, Princess Leia?" Zac's face looked serious as he watched hers for an answer.
"I'm not talking about strategic, tactical help, Mr. Solo." She locked her brown eyes with his and dared to lick her lips with just the tip of her tongue. She ran a single finger down the center of his chest to his belly button. Vanessa noted the breath that Zac sucked in and the way his eyes nearly rolled back into his head.
"That is the help I'm talking about. Do I need to spell it out for you?" she raised her eyebrows, puckered her lips and smacked a quiet kiss toward his face. Then she lifted her arms and wrapped them loosely around his neck.
"Oh, Princess…I wish you would." The right corner of Zac's lips began to twitch as he began to let the turned-on, pretending-to-be-shy, quirky smile form. He bent and kissed her lips then pulled back and rested his weight on his right arm while leaning over her and standing against the side of the bed.
When he raised his left hand and used the tip of his middle finger to trace the outline of her tattoo Vanessa shuddered. "Well General, I want you to help me get out of this outfit. And then I want you to help me get to know you better. Use your fingers to help me get excited…and then use that rock-hard light saber that I know you keep hidden right…here…"
Vanessa lifted her knee from the mattress, letting the material of the skirt drop away. She twisted toward her bare-chested counterpart and carefully pressed her knee against his groin, feeling his hard length under the cloth.
Zac had to clear his throat before he could speak again. He immediately climbed onto the bed and straddled her thighs, allowing her hands to move down, and her fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants.
He jutted his chin out purposefully still holding her gaze with his. "And just why do you think that's a light saber, Princess?"
Vanessa smiled and cocked her eyebrows up and down a couple of times. "Because I've noticed it growing several times. And I know it holds a hell-of-a force inside of it."
"Are you sure you wanna feel its force?" he whispered as seriously as possible.
Vanessa nodded her head. "I'd better be the only one who ever feels its force, General Solo."
If her words pushed him toward the edge, the look on her face and the intensity in her eyes pushed him over. Zac did exactly as Ashley predicted, attacking Vanessa's lips at that point, trying to hold back as he began practically pawing at her body, teasing her breasts, bruising her lips and nearly ripping the material of the skirt as he worked to feel the heat of her smooth skin under his fingers.
When he finally allowed her to take a breath his fingers tugged at her hair. "This has gotta go." He said with a smile fighting the frustrating task of undoing the hair sculpture.
He moved to her side, sitting on the bed, silently grasping and gripping her hair, pulling out the bobby pins as they stood in his way. Vanessa continued to stroke his chest and tried to place kisses on his thighs and his stomach when he twisted and moved.
After a few agonizing minutes he freed her hair and pulled it down, running his fingers through it. "I don't want to make love to Leia. As beautiful and sexy as she might be… I want Vanessa back…my beautiful, sexy, Vanessa…"
She smiled and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as he began to move his kisses down her body. When he reached her left breast she hummed with satisfaction as he finally took her dark peak in his mouth. The feel of his tongue made her back arch to press against him.
That was when he raised his head and watched his hand slide under the flap of material serving as her skirt. His fingers inched their way up to the strap of decorated cloth that held the piece around her hip bones. He traced her pelvis and twisted his head to the side as the pads of his digits moved closer and closer to her sensitivity.
Vanessa watched him and smiled the shy, lip-bitten grin once more.
"You're not wearing…no thong…nothing?" Zac asked, obviously more turned on by the fact that removing her skirt would leave his love completely nude.
She slowly twisted her head from side to side and watched a hint of sweat forming on his forehead. Zac carefully inched the costume over her hips and watched longingly as he tortured himself, slowly pulling it down to reveal her entire body.
He moved again to sit on her thighs looking at her with hair now flowing carelessly over her shoulders, hiding the ink image with strands barely touching her aroused chest. "I still can't believe you did this for me. I…would love to make the fantasy play out longer but you are too beautiful. I can't help myself, Vanessa, when we only have a little bit of time together…I'm sorry, I can't help it…"
His attempt to explain was halted by her index finger over his lips. And once he stopped talking she bent her finger, indicating to him that she wanted his lips on hers. Just before their lips met she wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair.
"You don't have to explain, Zac. I know. I know exactly how you feel. I want you too and I hate being away from you. That's why I wanted to do this. So that this little bit of time together would be just a little more special. I love you." She admitted with a passionate kiss to follow.
Somewhere over the next half hour the rest of Han's costume was shed and tossed to the floor. The characters were forgotten…almost.
Zac moved from Vanessa's side where each had caressed every inch of the other's body with fingers, hands and lips. He took the evening's familiar place, mounted on her thighs and waited for her to stretch underneath his body before grinning like a school boy.
"What's that look for?" she asked with a less than comical voice.
"Wanna play with my light saber?" he leaned forward over her body and bent to kiss her before she let out a loud cackle of a laugh.
"Sheath it, Mister." She pointed toward the condom packet on the bedside table.
"Then what?" he raised his eyebrows and proceeded to fill her first order.
She bit her lip trying to come up with an answer…
"Come on, Princess. This one should be easy for you." He slid his hardened length up and down her folds just a couple of times before she urged him inside of her. She sighed and then moaned as he began to press himself further and further into her heat.
After just a few strokes she placed her hand on his chest and stopped him. When Zac looked down she smiled… "Mmmm…" she moved her hands to his biceps and braced herself for the rest of their lovemaking. "May the force be with you!"
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