Before we start, I need to warn anyone who is sensitive to a suggestion of upcoming sex or nudity because that's what lies ahead, you are allowed to skip this chapter altogether. On the other hand, there is a full version of this chapter in my For Fun story on Wattpad or separately on because I don't want to rate the whole story as for adults or make the younger readers miss out on the fluff.

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It was sometime after midnight when Zander brought Reese into her room—it was dark inside too because the windows were always covered; their date at the prom was amazing—they both really enjoyed it.

She turned on a lamp to bring some light inside.

"That was a nice date," Zander admitted, smiling. He was leaning on the doorway.

"It really was," Reese replied.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look in this dress?"

"I'm not sure. Possibly ten times already."

"Because it's true! You're just that beautiful. Not even words can describe your beauty..."

"I'm not complaining," she told him softly.

He chuckled as his cheeks turned red. "I guess it's time I go to my room." He made a few reluctant steps back when she grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Wait." She cupped his cheek with her free hand. "I can't let you go away just like that. You deserve a little reward." She smiled and kissed him—they had to keep themselves from kissing the whole night because Ursula would either yell at them or hit them whenever they tried. Reese had to stand on her tiptoes to reach him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly.

They shared soft kisses for a couple of minutes.

"I should...go..." he murmured between kisses.

"Just...a little...while..." she breathed back.

He smiled. "If you insist, angel."

She chuckled softly and pulled him inside, closing the door behind him.

He took her hand and waist and pulled her close to him. They both blushed. He started humming their song and dancing with her. He led their slow steps across the room.

"You're pretty good," she told him.

"Thanks! Though...you are better."

"But you're in the lead. It's mostly your afford, honey."

"It'd be nothing without my angel."

Moving from one side of the room to the other, humming together as their feet became so in-sync.

They were so lost in the moment when his back accidentally bumped into the wall. He whined in slight pain and stopped dancing.

"Are you okay?" she worried.

"Yeah... it hurts just a little. It'll go away soon." He stroked her cheek gently. "I got distracted by your beauty that I forgot to be careful."

She rolled her eyes. "Why do you say the cheesiest things?"

"Because I know you love them." He smirked, making her cheeks red.

"I love them because you say them." She stretched up for a kiss.

Their lips met again, this time it lasted longer. Her arms embraced his neck while one of his hands traveled into her golden hair and the other one ran across her back ever once in a while. The kiss slowly deepened as they pushed each other closer.

They stopped kissing to breathe, but when they were gazing at one another they couldn't help but do it again.

This attraction was something more. After going through so many troubles to get to know each other and get together, moments like this were rewarding and heavenly.

Before they even realized it, their tongues joined as well; that was the first time that ever happened to them—they got carried away by the moment. They weren't really fighting for dominance—they knew who would win—they were simply enjoying the feeling, euphoria, lust and love pulsing through them.

Then her hands first wandered under the scarf on his head into his black hair longer than it used to be two years ago, taking the scarf off. Next, her hands unbuttoned his vest and untied the orange scarf that was around his neck. He didn't complain, reached in her hair, taking out everything holding it up, and untied her dress. She unbuttoned his dress shirt as they broke the kiss. He watched her and helped her take off the dress. She was left only with her bra and panties when his jaw dropped and his face turned red; he couldn't help himself—the love of this life was right in front of him almost naked. His eyes ran over every curve of her perfect body.

"B-beautiful... Absolutely beautiful."

She smiled bashfully, blushing. She laid on the bed, grabbed the collar of his dress shirt and pulled him over her. As he was leaning over her, gazing at her adoringly; he felt his heart racing so much that it almost burst out of his chest. The more he stared at her the more afraid he was.

Why would she do that?

She wants this...

But what if she doesn't like it with him?

What if he screws up...? That thought terrified him so much.

She reached in for another kiss, however, at that moment, he backed away and jumped off the bed, his body shaking like crazy.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked him, sitting up.

He immediately shook his head. "N-no! You didn't... It's me..." He glanced down sadly. "I mean... I mean, just look at yourself! You're smart, kind, beautiful, lovely; everything anyone could want. You're wonderful, perfect, simply an angel. And then...look at me... I am a circus freak, a Halloween monster, a tall dumb skeleton!"

"Zander, why are you saying that? Why now?" She got up and stepped closer to him, reaching her hand to him, rubbing his arm reassuringly. "Tell me the truth, did I make you uncomfortable?"

"No... Of course not." He looked at her. "Just insecure... As much as I want to continue, I'm scared I won't live up to your expectations. I'm nothing compared to you."

"Nonsense. You're perfect the way you are. You're silly, caring, you make me laugh and you're a pretty good dancer and songwriter for a crook." She stroked his arm gently.

He grinned softly. "You really think so?"

"I don't just think that; it's true. ...I won't force you into anything. I'm scared as well..."

"I'm just worried I won't be as good as other guys you had."

She was caught off guard by his statement. "O-other guys?"

"D-don't get me wrong; I don't think you're...well, falling for every guy. I just-"

"I've...I've never done this," she interrupted him, blushing.

He glanced at her surprisedly. "N-never?"

She nodded firmly.

That seemed to make him even more nervous; he frowned, his eyes locked on her. She cupped his cheeks. "That doesn't change the fact that I want this with you."

He leaned his forehead on hers. "I don't want to hurt you, my angel... I don't get it... Why would you want this with me? Why do you want me to be the first one?"

"No man before managed what you did. You have the key to my heart that used to be locked away for so long. It belongs to you. I trust you..." She pecked his lips. "I love you."

He stroked her cheek, taking off her glasses while she did the same to him. "I love you too, my angel."

They were gazing into each other's eyes for so long that it felt almost impossible to look away.

He pulled her closer, kissed her forehead and rested his chin on her head. She wrapped her arms around him.

Being snuggled against his chest, she peppered kisses over it. His face flushed, letting her continue while he ran his hand across her bare body, brushing his thumb gently over her scars.

She looked up at him. "Sorry..." He pulled his hand away, but she took it and put it back.

"I've never said I don't like it."

They kissed again, her arms holding onto his shoulders, his hands running through her hair. They moved to the bed. He laid on his back and she leaned over him, both of them blushing.

"You look wonderful from this angle," he told her.

"And you're adorable when you blush~"

He blushed more and grinned goofily.

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She collapsed on him.

"You're pretty good," he told her.

"Thanks. Thought, you are better."

"But you're in the lead. It's mostly your afford."

"It'd be nothing without my love."

He chuckled and hugged her gently.

"It was so wonderful..."

"No, you were."

"We both were."

She laid next to him, pecking his lips. "I'm glad I've waited for you."

"I wish I could say the same..."

"Don't sound so disappointed; I don't mind if I wasn't your first. What's important is that we both enjoyed it."

He kissed her red cheek. "This only proves that you're a literal angel because I'm pretty sure I've just spent several minutes in heaven," he whispered, smirking.

She turned even redder than before and covered her face with her hands. "You're such a dummy..."

"And you love that~"

"You know I do..."

Their lips met again and she then snuggled into him, resting her head on his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. The warmth of her body made him feel relaxed; he never wants to let go. He closed his eyes, replaying the whole thing in his head, that beautiful moment.

His brown eyes suddenly shot open when he realized how it all went. "Reese... I think we screwed up real bad... We forgot the protec-" He looked down at her and saw that his angel was fast asleep in his arms. She looked so peaceful and beautiful; he couldn't wake her up. He kissed her forehead. "...good night, my angel..."

He slowly fell asleep.

In the morning, it wasn't the light shining through the curtains that woke Zander up, but rather the sudden loss of the warm feeling and embrace. He opened his eyes to find himself all alone in someone else's bed. He sat up and looked around, realizing he's in Reese's room. He then noticed their yesterday costumes lying on the floor.

A sound of the shower was cut off and soon the door to the bathroom opened; Reese left the bathroom with towels wrapped around her torso and hair.

"Oh, you're awake!" She smiled at him and walked over to him, pecking his lips. "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded. "Of course. I had you by my side." He stroked her still wet cheek. "You have no idea how happy I am to know that it wasn't just the best dream I've ever had."

"I know what you mean, love." She kissed his forehead. "You can go to the bathroom now."

"Thanks." He went to the bathroom to take a shower while she got her body dried and started dressing up. She only needed to take on her green shirt when he came out with a towel around his hips and hugged her from behind. She squeaked in surprise as his wet torso pressed against her naked back. She blushed.

She glared at him to see him smirking mischievously. She frowned, unimpressed, her cheeks blushing more.

"I'm sorry, my angel. I couldn't resist." He kissed the back of her neck apologetically.

Reese's tense glare softened at his action. "Maybe I'll forgive you if you dry my hair."

Zander quickly jumped away and then back, holding a hairdryer. He turned it on and carefully dried her long golden wavy hair. He enjoyed running his fingers through it.

"There you go." Being done he turned his attention to his hair, not using the hairdryer.

She brushed her hair while he tried doing something about his two sticking out hair. She then turned on the hairdryer back on and aimed it at him, messing up his hair.

He frowned at her playfully and knocked her gently on the bed with him. "Is that how you wanna play?" he laughed delightedly.

She smirked. "You started this."

"And I can continue if you want me to." He cuddled her, but she pulled away.

"Oh, no, no, no!" She wagged her finger. "No cuddling in that wet towel."

"As you wish, my angel!" He kissed her cheek.

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And that's it! A huge step in their relationship don't you think?

The title was taken from Florence + The Machine's song this time; thanks for that, Raven!

I hope you enjoyed.