Author's Note: My eye has thankfully healed and I have finally gotten back in school. I only missed a week and a half but it was at the totally wrong time. My midterms are in less than 2 weeks. Thank God that I'm off on Monday. It'll give me valuable time to catch up.

However, schoolwork couldn't stop me from writing this. Enjoy the CZ love.

Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"

"I apologize for shredding your dress. I'll replace it if you want me to."

He was so sweet, even when he was turned on. It made another fissure of pleasure go through her body, this one tinged with deep affection and desire.

Cam stepped out of the ruined material and wrapped her arms around him. He moaned as she resumed her assault on his ears and slid his hands down to her ass, cupping and squeezing fondly. She steered him back towards his bed (conveniently in the living room) and shoved him down, straddling him with a wicked grin.

He smiled back and spanned her waist with his hands, stroking the soft flesh with his thumbs. Reaching, she unbuttoned the black dress shirt she had on, only to reveal a white graphic tee with an intricately detailed dragon on the side. The sight brought back memories of when they first met, when the first little hint of something more came to fruition…

Zach sat up and pulled it over his head, revealing his creamy skin to her heated gaze. He certainly did work out. Not only was he a runner, he was an avid swimmer and he could be found every morning downstairs, working with free weights, a habit picked up in Iraq.

He certainly couldn't be called scrawny anymore. Their lips met again and their tongues twined together in a familiar, sensual dance.

Her bra suddenly loosened and she shivered as the cold air and his hands found her breasts. Cam gasped as he captured her nipples between thumb and index fingers, twisting and stroking them in just the way she liked. Soon, his mouth would replace them.

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He never tired of her touch or her taste.

Every time they made love, it felt just as intense as their first time. Camille was moaning and writhing underneath him, urging his lips closer to her nipple. Her nails dug into his scalp and he purred as he switched breasts. His scalp had never been an erogenous zone for him but she had discovered all sorts of places to touch him that would turn him to goo in her hands. His neck, his ears, his scalp, his heart…

Love was a process of different chemicals in the brain, a product of the evolution of the human race. It was there to ensure that the race would live on, that bonded couples would conceive and raise offspring.

Love was also necessary in non scientific ways. It provided balance and it soothed like a healing balm.

The time before her, the years of isolation had filled him with ice. He had taught himself that emotions led to nothing but pain and irrational behavior, causing him to avoid them at any cost. He had been miserable, obliviously miserable, resigned to being alone for the rest of his life.

But, things had changed now. Camille had brought peace and warmth to his world, expanding it, enriching it. Zach could no longer imagine a future without her in it.

Trailing his lips down the flat expanse of her abdomen, he playfully dipped his tongue into her navel, smiling at the usual giggle. Zach then moved to the waistband of her panties, noting that they were black lace, her favorite pair. Keeping that in mind, he carefully removed them but threw them carelessly under his shoulder.

Just because he didn't rip them did not mean that he didn't want them out of the way.

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"Zach…" she whimpered, her body finally coming down from its high.

He finally moved away from her sopping core, his lips glistening with her creams. She whimpered as his eyes burned into her and pulled him up, hungrily taking his lips. Zach wiped away the clear droplets leaking from her eyes and brought her knees up. Realizing what he wanted, she wrapped her legs around his waist and let her hands press against his back. His left arm cushioned her and the other held her in place, preventing her from wiggling away from him.

The more intense it got, the more she shied away a little. It was just one of her quirks.

She gasped as he entered her and Zach nuzzled her shoulder, moving slow and deep. Cam moaned with every connection, feeling her body gear up for yet another orgasm. Each sensation felt like an electric shock, causing her to quiver and sink her teeth lightly into his shoulder.

He gasped and she did it over and over again, noting how his hips bucked against her.

Zach liked to be bitten. He also liked to be scratched if the growls against her jugular were any indication. That could be interesting.

"Camille…"

He wasn't a loud lover. He wasn't a shouter or a swearer. He didn't have to be. Just the look in his eyes, one of bliss and freedom told her that what she did to him satisfied him fully. His body began to join hers in quivering and soft moans escaped his parted lips, signaling that he was about to shatter.

"Come for me, Zach." she urged gently.

His fingers stole to where they were joined and he gritted out, "Not…without…you."

It only took a firm brush of his fingertips over her aching nub before she cried out his name, a sweet orgasm surging through her like lava. He joined her with a low groan and she tenderly stroked his cheek as he emptied inside her in thick streams.

They kissed as they tangled his bedding around them, shrouding them from the pale moonlight. Cam ended up flat on her back while Zach rested on his side, idly tracing swirling designs on her arm.

"Is it just me or is it getting more intense?" she asked after the last aftershock rocked her.

It felt like the Earth was spinning backwards on its axis and a deep, heavy contentment filled her.

"It's not just you. At the rate we're going, it's likely that we will kill each other within a year." he replied with a wry, boyish smile.

She smiled and replied, "I can think of worse ways to go and at least we'll die with smiles on our faces."

"There is that…" Zach agreed with a devilish gleam in his eyes.

Cam chuckled and closed the distance between their lips, looking for more.

He was happy to oblige her.