An Emergency Change of Command, 10
by pari106
pari106@hotmail.com
http://www.geocities.com/pari106/damain.html
Disclaimer: See part 1; Code: M/Z, Logan/Syl; Zane, Krit, All; Rating: PG-13
An Emergency Change of Command, 10
by pari106
"Max..."
Zack didn't have time to wonder where Max came from, or why she was flinging herself at him. She was
in his arms before he could consider, and once she was, Zack couldn't resist her. He didn't ask questions,
he just held on, breathing in her scent and enjoying the feel of her next to him. It seemed like they had
been apart so long, and he had waited to hold her for so long before that...
"Maxie..."
He wrapped his arms around her, and her arms wrapped around his waist. At first, she was too overcome to
speak, then she did so, breathlessly.
"Zack...Zack, you're okay. Oh, God, you're okay."
"Of course, I'm okay, Max. What's wrong?"
Max pulled back, looking up at him.
"When Zane called us here, I thought...he wouldn't tell us if...I mean..."
Max was tongue-tied. She didn't like being tongue-tied. She didn't usually get tongue-tied.
But then she remembered that Zack was standing there next to her. Nude.
And her words jumbled over one another until they finally faded away altogether.
"What's wrong, Max?" Zack asked.
His blue eyes were staring into her brown ones. He was pushing a lock of dark hair away from her face,
and as his fingertips brushed her skin it felt to Max like electricity passed straight through them.
"Zack..."
Whatever else was on her mind, all her earlier fears and regrets and doubts, all of that left Max's head in a
rush. All she could see was Zack and the sun setting behind him. He was right there with her, and she'd
missed him so much, for so long. She'd wanted him to touch her, just like this. She'd wanted him to look
at her, just like that.
The only desire yet left unfulfilled was that of feeling Zack's lips on her own. And Max knew exactly how
to resolve that problem.
She kissed him.
She just leaned up and pressed her lips against his, and it was one of those momentous kisses where you
can just feel everything is right. And the second Max kissed him, Zack was kissing her back. His hand
went to the back of her head, and fisted in her hair. And passion consumed both of them, turning the kiss
wild and hot.
And then cold. Very cold.
Because Max had completely forgotten where they were standing, and she'd leaned into Zack just a little
too much.
And then they fell off the little pier, and straight into the lake.
(A/N: Ha! Sorry, I couldn't resist. Just seems like most M/L moments end this way. Something always happens to spoil the moment. So I thought, why should M/Z be spared? Forgive me ;)
by pari106
pari106@hotmail.com
http://www.geocities.com/pari106/damain.html
Disclaimer: See part 1; Code: M/Z, Logan/Syl; Zane, Krit, All; Rating: PG-13
An Emergency Change of Command, 10
by pari106
"Max..."
Zack didn't have time to wonder where Max came from, or why she was flinging herself at him. She was
in his arms before he could consider, and once she was, Zack couldn't resist her. He didn't ask questions,
he just held on, breathing in her scent and enjoying the feel of her next to him. It seemed like they had
been apart so long, and he had waited to hold her for so long before that...
"Maxie..."
He wrapped his arms around her, and her arms wrapped around his waist. At first, she was too overcome to
speak, then she did so, breathlessly.
"Zack...Zack, you're okay. Oh, God, you're okay."
"Of course, I'm okay, Max. What's wrong?"
Max pulled back, looking up at him.
"When Zane called us here, I thought...he wouldn't tell us if...I mean..."
Max was tongue-tied. She didn't like being tongue-tied. She didn't usually get tongue-tied.
But then she remembered that Zack was standing there next to her. Nude.
And her words jumbled over one another until they finally faded away altogether.
"What's wrong, Max?" Zack asked.
His blue eyes were staring into her brown ones. He was pushing a lock of dark hair away from her face,
and as his fingertips brushed her skin it felt to Max like electricity passed straight through them.
"Zack..."
Whatever else was on her mind, all her earlier fears and regrets and doubts, all of that left Max's head in a
rush. All she could see was Zack and the sun setting behind him. He was right there with her, and she'd
missed him so much, for so long. She'd wanted him to touch her, just like this. She'd wanted him to look
at her, just like that.
The only desire yet left unfulfilled was that of feeling Zack's lips on her own. And Max knew exactly how
to resolve that problem.
She kissed him.
She just leaned up and pressed her lips against his, and it was one of those momentous kisses where you
can just feel everything is right. And the second Max kissed him, Zack was kissing her back. His hand
went to the back of her head, and fisted in her hair. And passion consumed both of them, turning the kiss
wild and hot.
And then cold. Very cold.
Because Max had completely forgotten where they were standing, and she'd leaned into Zack just a little
too much.
And then they fell off the little pier, and straight into the lake.
(A/N: Ha! Sorry, I couldn't resist. Just seems like most M/L moments end this way. Something always happens to spoil the moment. So I thought, why should M/Z be spared? Forgive me ;)
