Faint-proof Zeke
Author's note: Harper will look like a really sexually excited virgin in this chapter (hahaha!) :DD warning! Heavy petting and necking ahead!
Chapter 4: Plan Number 3 (Max's Plan)
Max went over the top for his plan to work out perfectly the way he planned it. Which is why when Alex and Justin went down to the Sub-shop to take care of the customers, Max led Harper and Zeke into the living room with jell-o as bait. Well, more like led Zeke in, with Harper just following behind. As soon as Max set down the plate full of jell-o, he scrambled towards the door and locked it.
As Max went down the stairs, very proud of himself and getting his groove on, Justin called him and said, "Hey Max! Do me a favor and get a pen from my room? This one's lost its ink."
"I can't," Max answered. Justin gave him a puzzled look. "It's locked," Max added.
"What?" screamed Justin. He quickly checked his pockets. Unfortunately, he didn't bring his house keys. "Did you bring a key?"
"Nope."
"You locked us out of our own house?" wailed Justin. "You know we can't use our magic while mom and dad are away!" he snapped after checking to see if the close was clear.
"Relax, Justin," Alex butted in. "Harper and Zeke are inside."
"Come on Harper!" Zeke called Harper who was in the living room. "Let's eat some jell-o!"
Harper looked at the locked door, rolled her eyes at Max, and went to the kitchen. Zeke gave her a spoon and they started eating. As they were enjoying themselves and actually feeding each other, Harper remembered the plan.
Plan Number 3: Kiss Zeke in his other body parts.
Harper shrugged at Max's weird choice of words, but put her head back on the game. "Hey Zeke! Let's sit by the couch!"
"Okay," Zeke answered, ate the last spoonful of jell-o, and followed Harper to the living room. Harper was already seated on the couch, and when Zeke arrived in the living room, she scooted over and patted the spot left exclusively for her boyfriend.
Zeke sat down and smiled at her. A few minutes passed though, and Harper still didn't do anything. Zeke soon started staring into space and fiddling with his hands. Harper started to panic. I need to do something… anything…
She suddenly kissed Zeke on the cheek. A surprised Zeke held his breath in shock, then turned to Harper and smiled giddily. Harper took this as a positive sign and kissed him on the cheek again. Zeke chuckled a little as Harper went closer and kissed his cheek over and over.
Harper slowly came even closer to Zeke, kissing him in other places, trying to search and discover for erogenous zones. She quickly found them, taking cue from Zeke's sudden change in breathing. Soon she was on top of him, kissing him on spots on his neck and under his ear. All seemed to be going well, but soon Zeke was panting… really hard.
Harper stopped and turned to him. "Are you okay?"
Zeke shook his head and started breathing heavily and wheezing. Harper hurriedly grabbed her cellphone and called Alex.
"He's hyperventilating," Justin explained as Zeke was breathing through a brown paper bag.
Harper looked on desperately as she sat next to her boyfriend and patted Zeke's back. Justin and Alex glared at Max, who just shrugged.
"It was worth a shot," he argued at them.
"Hey, don't blame him," Harper said. "Maybe I should've just never brought this problem up in the first place."
"Don't worry, Harper. I think I'm okay right now," Zeke piped up.
"I didn't mean that problem. I meant… oh, never mind." Harper stood up, grabbed her things, and headed for the door. "I'm going back to my room. See you guys tomorrow."
"Bye Harper!" Zeke called.
Harper just left.
Alex and Justin looked at each other. They HAD to do something.