A/N: Oh god, I haven't written anything...spicy...in so long. Enjoy this one, there will probably only be three chapters.

Zed bursts into Eliza's house, giving her mom a polite greeting before darting for the stairs to the basement. He already knows Eliza is down there, most likely minding her business tinkering on her computer or her Z-Band. One or the other, as she does in what is considered her She-Cave (don't touch anything in her she-cave or you will get electrocuted or she will fight you).

She jumps when he comes running down the stairs, then scowls, screaming, "Dude! Knock!"

"It's important! Where's Bonzo? I need an emergency O-Z intervention!"

"A what?"

"Where. Is. Bonzo!?"

Eliza rolls her eyes. She lifts her arm, typing on her Z-Band. "He went out painting or something. He'll be back in a few." She looks up, catching her lanky best friend nervously pacing around her workshop, and raises an eyebrow.

"I'm losing my mind," Zed grumbles.

"Calm down, you're starting to sound like Bucky's dramatic ass."

Zed stops in place, shooting her a glare. "Don't ever compare me to the guy who purposely failed senior year twice to graduate with us."

Eliza snorts a laugh. "So what's got your boxers in a bunch, huh Z?"

"I've got big, big, plans, and I need help and a little advice," Zed says. "And I'm freaking out too, but that's less important."

Eliza raises an eyebrow, but Zed doesn't elaborate further. His plans for this weekend — his grand scheme that he needs all the help he can get with — are way too important to spoil right now. And he feels really awkward just thinking about telling his best friends about all of it.

After a few minutes, Bonzo finally trumps down the stairs, covered in mostly fresh paint splatters. He plops down on the beanbag next to Eliza's desk. They both look up at Zed, who finally stops pacing and faces them.

"Zoey got approval to go to an out-of-town sleep-away camp, so she'll be gone all week. That means I don't need to be home to watch her, which gives me pretty much every day free this week."

"Okay?"

"So I told my dad that I wouldn't be around much, that is three would be hanging with the wolves all weekend, and we'd spend our nights in the den."

Bonzo and Eliza share a confused look. "We are?" Eliza asks. "I just finished my internship, I wanted to spend some time with my boyfriend!"

Zed fights the urge to pull a face. He will never get used to the idea of Eliza and Wyatt dating. Eliza has been interested in girls almost her entire life, but Zed's always known she was bisexual. He just never thought her first boyfriend would be Wyatt.

"You can!" Zed says. "We're not actually staying with the wolves. Well, you guys can, but I'm not. It's a lie."

"What?"

Zed steels himself, taking a deep breath. "Addison's parents are going to a tri-state conference and will be gone all weekend. They think she's going to stay with Bree."

Eliza stares at him in confusion, a confusion that only lasts three seconds. Then her face twists in disgust. "Oh my god! You're making this a big deal about sex!"

"Eliza!"

"I thought you guys were already having sex! I thought your dad knew you guys were having sex!"

"Za!"

"Oh my god, please stop yelling!" Zed cries, covering his face.

Eliza glowers at him. He starts to explain, "I'm not supposed to go to her place when her parents aren't in town. They don't 'trust me' which is so stupid because I'm super respectful of Addy and their home."

"So respectful you're sneaking over when they aren't home to fuck their daughter."

Zed ignores her. "We haven't…done it since she got her alien powers. And we wanted to test out the waters a bit. With her random electrocuting me and all, we wanted to do it when we knew no one would be around. Just in case."

"Zorgolo?" Bonzo asks.

"I don't wanna get into the details of our sex life. I just need you guys to cover for me in case my dad starts asking questions."

Eliza hums, crossing her arms. "What's in it for us?"

"The joy of knowing your best friend is in a happy and healthy relationship."

Eliza smiles deviously, crossing her arms. "Yeah, no. The thought of you having sex is not one I wanna have. Especially not with Addison."

Bonzo laughs, then gasps, suddenly remembering something. "Gorozlog zink!"

"Already got it covered. Addison's with the aliens now to sort all that groupthink stuff out. Now, will you guys help me, or do I have to buy you cheer blended brains for a month?"

"I like that second option," Eliza says. Bonzo nods his agreement, and Zed sighs.

"Okay, deal. Thank you."

Above town, Addison walks through the mothership and into the control room, where A-Spen, A-Lan, and A-Li stand near the wall, discussing their plans on moving into Seabrook. They've only been back for good for a few weeks, but the logistics of expanding Seabrook's city limits to accommodate all the new people in their town were…complex to say the least.

Adjusting to life as a part of the aliens has been very, very strange, to say the least. Addison can now control her spark and keep herself from shocking Zed. She's never tried reading the other aliens' minds, but she thinks they can read hers. They know a lot about her life and always knew just how to comfort her while they were away from Seabrook.

Even now, when she walks in, they all turn to her without her announcing herself, A-Spen asking, "What's wrong Addison?"

"N-nothing," she says. Nothing except she's terrified to ask them about their telepathic groupthink and if they can actually read her mind all the time, despite her only being part alien (she still has so much white in her hair! Maybe her alien genes are diluted a bunch).

A-Lan tilts his head curiously. He definitely read her mind. "You don't want to participate in our groupthink? Why not?"

Okay, they can read her mind. How far does that extend? Can they read her mind when she's at home, far away from them all?

"I would just prefer to keep my private thoughts, well, private." She explains with a small smile.

They all stare at her, confused.

"Some things are just for me to know, you know?"

"We do not know," A-Spen says. "Please explain."

Oh boy. "Sometimes, I think things that I don't want anyone else to know. Or I know things other people shouldn't. Like if Bree told me a secret, I can't tell anyone that. But if I start thinking about it, then you'll know, and that's totally breaking the trust between me and Bree…and me and you guys! And trust is super important."

The three aliens share a slow look. A-Spen looks back at her and says, "We've never had secrets. We never saw any need."

She gets that. Sometimes secrets are bad, like her family secret that caused her to grow up hating herself.

But some secrets are good. Like the ones Zoey tells her to keep from Zed and Zevon that honestly means nothing other than the fact that Zoey trusts Addison like she's family. Or all the sweet things that happen between her and Zed that she wants to keep just to herself to preserve the magic.

"Secrets can be bad, and they can be good. But they're most important so we can build trust and special bonds with people. And make moments extra special."

Like sex. Er, making love. Depending on the day, at least.

She doesn't even tell Bree all the details about her sex life. That's just between her and Zed, and his sweet, sweet kisses and magic hands and his glorious dick.

She is so horny and needs to be fucked immediately. And she needs privacy.

Most times they've had sex, they're alone at his house, sneaking in a quick session while Zoey is out with her friends and his dad is at work. As long as they're not too loud, no one knows what they're up to. It's great, especially because she's great at keeping quiet (Zed would one hundred percent disagree but she likes being delusional about her volume). The few times they manage to sneak some sex in while her parents are at work are even better because no one will bother them for sure!

She's so excited to have sex again! They have the whole weekend to themselves, she'll definitely get rawdogged! She misses him so much!

A-Li gasps and Addison realizes where she messed up. Although A-Li doesn't look quite as disgusted as Addison expected. "You and Zed are going to have sexual relations!"

A-Spen breaks into a wide grin. "What joyous news!"

"Although, what is 'rawdogging'? It does not sound pleasant." A-Lan says.

Addison's eyes go wide, her face flaming. Could they see what she saw? Because if they can…oh no. "Oh my god, please," she squeals out.

"Are sexual relations bad in Seabrook?" A-Lan asks.

"No it's just…sex is something really personal between us. Not something we want everyone to know about, you know?"

"Sexual relations are for the purpose of procreation. What is so secretive about that? You two plan to create new and exciting life!" A-Spen says with a bright smile.

Addison freezes, for real this time. She is not having babies right now, that's not even in the cards. She's barely eighteen. She just graduated high school, she is in no way prepared to have a baby! Plus, how would a human-alien-zombie baby hybrid work!? Could they even have babies? No one's ever tried before!

"Sex isn't just about making babies," she says. "Well, technically it is. But it means more than that! It's…well it's different for everyone, really. But for me and Zed, it's…it brings us closer together. It makes our relationship feel stronger, and makes us feel super connected. It's super personal and intimate."

"Oh! I understand," A-Spen says.

"I as well," A-Li and A-Lan say in unison.

"We're still a little new human emotions and relationships, please forgive us," A-Spen says.

Addison nods slowly. "So no more reading my mind?"

A-Spen nods. A-Li grimaces, saying, "No. I'd rather not see Zed in that way ever again."

"It was very disturbing," A-Lan agrees. "Are you sure that sexual relations are enjoyable on this planet? Do you need help because I will gladly take Zed out."

Addison drops her head in her hands. "Yes, it's a great time," she squeaks. "Please stop reading my mind."

"We apologize," A-Spen says.

"Although I must say, reading your mind isn't quite as easy as reading each other's," A-Li says.

"Perhaps it has something to do with your human genes," A-Lan ponders.

"Yes, perhaps. I would love to study your genealogy sometime, Addison," A-Li says. "Maybe we can even find an answer to the 'human-alien-zombie hybrid baby' question!"

Addison forces a smile. She's really, really ready to leave now. "Some other time, then!"

A-Li smiles and nods, while A-Spen lifts their wrist, activating their luma lens. Addison watches as the room flashes red for a moment. Her head goes light, like she's just donated blood, but it only lasts a few seconds. "There. I've lessened all of our groupthink's reach and put a block around you specifically. I think we might all be able to benefit from some privacy."

The three aliens exchange nods and smiles. "I will have to do some research on sexual relations here on earth. They sound very different than how we proceed with them," A-Spen says.

"Thank you," Addison breathes. "And be careful researching sex here on earth. Try to avoid the internet, it's a dangerous place, especially around sex. Lots of misinformation out there."

"Noted," A-Spen says. "Have fun with Zed this weekend. Hopefully, it is more enjoyable than it looks."

"Yes, hopefully," A-Lan says.

Oh, it will be.

Addison nods slowly. She starts to leave, then remembers a very important detail. She doubles back and says, "Also, you can't tell anyone. My parents would freak if they found out Zed came over while they were out of town."

"Oh! Human deception!" A-Lan says with way too much glee.

"Your secret is safe with us!" A-Li boasts.

"Thank you." Addison turns and rushes out.

Super embarrassing. Hopefully, she never had to do that again.

After meeting with the aliens and effectively embarrassing herself (and Zed) for a lifetime, Addison heads home. She makes sure her parents are gone and away, even checking their location on her phone (already two hours outside of Seabrook!). Then she takes a quick shower, making sure to hit all the important places and shave where necessary, before getting redressed in a simple pink baby doll she bought last Halloween for her Mean Girls costume (obviously, her parents thought she went as a cute bunny in pink pants and a matching white tee, but she changed into her real costume at Bree's house).

Tonight, and the next day, and the next, are going to be perfect. They'll have some bumps, she's sure of it, but it's Zed! They can get through anything, as long as they work as a team.

She picks out her favorite perfume, giving herself a little spritz here and there, then turns to her mirror. The blue hair doesn't totally clash with the pink baby doll, not in a way she can't work with. She blow dries her hair quickly, then lets it fall around her shoulders.

Not bad. Not amazing, but not bad. She fluffs it, plays with it, and just all around messes around until it falls into a casual wavy look that she likes.

She looks good, and she knows she'll absolutely knock Zed away. He always thinks she looks good (but high is very sweet of him), but tonight she looks better than good. The lingerie she picked out is very, very see-through and cups her boobs, making them look fantastic through the material. Zed loves her boobs, almost as much as he loves her ass (which also looks great thanks to some Victoria's Secret panties and years of cheerleading).

She's putting a lot of thought into tonight as if they haven't had sex hundreds of times over the past two years. But tonight will be even more special than their first time (which was her sixteenth birthday). Will they go slow? Will it be rough and hard? How many rounds will they do?

She wants everything, and she knows she'll get it all eventually.

With a glance at her phone, she sees there are still two hours before Zed is due. Two whole hours! She sends him a quick text, letting him know that her parents are already gone if he wants to come over earlier, then takes her phone and waits downstairs.

The anticipation kills her. So she does what she normally would when she's stuck waiting for hours: she calls Bree.

They gossip for a full hour about Addison's mega embarrassing chat with the aliens, and then sex in general. Talking with Bree about her sex life is way easier than with the aliens, she realizes. She and Bree have been besties for years, and while the aliens have zero boundaries, Addison just doesn't feel that comfortable with them yet to share all the intimate details of her life with them. But she tells Bree everything!

Finally, finally, Zed knocks at her door. She quickly hangs up with Bree and runs over, taking a moment to compose herself before cracking it open — she doesn't want to risk flashing her neighbors. Zed leans over and looks at her through the crack, a goofy smile on his face that makes her giggle.

"Sorry I didn't answer your text, my dad made me clean basically the entire house before I could even think about…" She interrupts his speech by opening the door wider for him, leaning (hopefully) sexily against the doorframe, making him lose his train of thought with one look. "W-wow."

She loves it when he looks at her like that, with nothing but adoration and love in his eyes, his jaw nearly on the floor. She especially loves when he gets that mischievous, lustful twinkle in his eye that's currently working its way to the forefront of his mind.

Zed stands almost frozen in place, his backpack slung over his shoulder, a box of pizza in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other.

"You look…amazing," he breathes. His eyes trail down her body, his expression only growing darker when he catches sight of her nipples through her sheer nightie and her bright pink panties hugging her waist. "And damn near indecent," he half-jokes, his eyes glued to the bottom of her babydoll, just covering the bottom edge of her panties.

He looks back at her, eyes dark, glimmering with lust, and heat spreads through her body, looking in her panties. She really, really loves him, and already knows she's in for a wild ride tonight.

Addison laughs, stepping back into her house. Zed follows her inside, waiting for her to lock the door before leaning down and stealing a kiss. She giggles, but he doesn't pull back. Instead, he wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her in for an unexpected, drawl-out kiss, one she hasn't gotten in ages. Or at least since the aliens showed up a few weeks ago. So, ages.

She briefly registers him dropping the box of pizza on the tiny table near the door, as well as the flowers. His arms wrap around her waist, pulling her into his chest tighter, while her arms lock around his neck. The rough material of his shirt rubs against her nipples through her nightie, sending shivers all the way down to the tips of her toes. She moans, and he swipes his tongue into her mouth.

Her back hits the wall in a second, his long, slender fingers sneaking under her nightie and grabbing her ass. He squeezes, dragging her up the wall until her feet leave the ground. Addison jumps, wrapping her legs around his waist while he holds her up against the wall.

Her hands tug at the short green hairs at the base of his head, trying to pull him impossibly closer. He grinds his manhood against her center, groaning in satisfaction. If they aren't careful, they'll one hundred percent do it all right here in the fucking entryway to her house. As hot as that may be, she had a pretty nice mattress right upstairs.

With the tiny shred of clarity she has left, she pushes gently on his shoulder until he disconnects his lips. "Zed," she starts, only to get cut off by his featherlight kisses trailing down her jaw, making her entire body shudder in pleasure. Oh my god…

"Hm?" he hums.

His finger knead her ass slowly, making it so much harder to concentrate. Still, she thinks up an excuse, albeit a lame one. "Y-you bought pizza."

"Mhm." His lips work down to her neck, hot, fire kisses sparking magic in her chest.

"We-we need to eat before it gets cold."

"You love cold pizza," he mumbles into her skin.

"We need to eat!"

"We can eat later," he murmurs.

"Zed," she says seriously, her voice low. He pulls back to look at her through dark and hooded eyes. "If we don't eat now, we won't eat later. Because once I have you naked in my bed, I'm not letting you go until I've fucked you dry."

Zed gulps, nodding slowly. "Okay, okay. Quick dinner, and then fucking your brains out."

"Promise?"

He smirks. "Guaran-fucking-tee, baby."