Hiya! Long time, no see, I know. I'm so sorry for not updating earlier! My laptop broke and I had to wait till the Christmas sales to get a new one. No excuse I know! Anyway, to make up for it, I wrote a pretty long, rather smutty chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Oh shit. Shit Shit. SHIT.

Remind me to ask Liz if 'Rabbit caught in headlight' syndrome is a real thing. Cause I just got whacked in the face by it when Alex asked the dreaded question.

I froze. How the hell was I supposed to answer that? As reluctant as I was to pick dare, I really didn't want to spill my soul out in front of everyone. Some secrets are meant to be kept secrets. We're spies. We know that better than anyone.

Dares are mortifying at the best of times, never mind ones from Alex. But stripping was definitely not an option. Nothing makes you less chameleony than partial nudity. Well, except actual nudity. Regardless, I still had to choose. I ran through some possible scenarios and outcomes in my head. Very few came up with positive results. Several involved death and/or crème brulee. This whole panic session only lasted about a second, but it was a second too long. My hesitation was noted by the best young spies of our time and Alex smiled.

"Well, Gallagher Girl? No answer just yet?"

I internally retched at his use of my nickname. It felt wrong hearing it from someone else's lips. I could tell Zach felt the same way. His body tensed up and he glared at Alex.

"Only I get to call her that. You better watch your step, Ward." The way he said it frightened me. It wasn't the empty threat of a petty boyfriend. It was the promise of a trained operative who wouldn't hesitate to carry out his threat.

"Dare! I pick dare!" I bursted out, before the testosterone levels got too high. The last thing we needed was a fight between some of the most highly trained assassins in the world. On my bedroom floor. Really not ideal.

Alex grinned triumphantly at me. "See? That wasn't so hard. Now for the part you've all been waiting for, folks!" he exclaimed, raising his hands theatrically to address our very tense audience. "You, Cameron 'Cammie' Morgan, resident Gallagher Girl, have to do whatever your boyfriend says or wants you to do. In that bathroom for twenty minutes."

I felt the relief wash over me like a tidal wave. Maybe Alex wasn't as bad as I'd previously thought. Lord knows after tonight's drama and weird sexual tension, Zach and I need a little alone time. I glanced over at Zach, trying to gage his reaction. His expression was neutral but he wasn't fooling anyone. The sigh of relief he exhaled when Alex said the dare kinda gave him away.

As we both clambered over the haphazard circle of people lounging around our dorm door, I could feel my heart rate quicken. Sure, I'd done stuff with him before but I'd never actually had sex with him. I assumed I wasn't the only virgin in our dorm, kinda relying in Liz to stay pure or whatever until I finally did the deed. But since she and Jonas had been secretly getting it on, I was officially the last virgin. Macey and Nick did it first. They had an on again off again relationship. They were both madly in love but Macey's diva like personality and Nick's competitive personality often caused their relationship to crash. However, as soon as they got jealous enough of everyone who talked to the other one, they made up, resulting in hours of noisy makeup sex.

Bex and Grant were a surprisingly stable couple. With Bex's emotional barrier but incredibly loyal personality, it took her a while to actually admit she was in love with him but when she did, anyone could see they would last forever. Grant took care of her and he could handle his own against he when she got mad. Besides, sparring for them is like sex. The contact, the intimacy and the blood. Well, maybe not the blood. In fact, nearly every time they had to fight in P&E or even in outside training, it resulted in sex for them. Whatever floats your goat I guess.

Liz and Jonas probably had the most traditional relationship of all of us. She ended up dating last out of all of us, even though they'd been crushing on each for ages. We didn't think she and Jonas had gone that far until tonight. But hey, tonight is revealing a lot about a lot of people.

We had nearly manoeuvred our way out of the clump of people when Alex grabbed my free hand and motioned for me to come closer. I stiffened immediately. Zach, who was holding my other hand whilst leading me towards the bathroom, felt it and turned to see what was going on. I could see my fingertips going purple as he clenched my hand tightly, his emerald eyes clouding with anger. I put a protective hand on his chest, warning him to stay calm. I crouched down to hear what Alex had to say. He moved my plait out of the way and put his lips to my ear.

"You can have all the fun you want. But the final bit of the dare is you can't let him cum. You have to leave him hanging. We'll know if you don't. Have fun sweetheart." His breath was moist and warm against my ear. He spoke in barely a whisper, so quietly, even the room full of hyper-sensitive spies in training couldn't hear. I gulped. I officially take back everything I said about Alex maybe not being so bad.

I stood up, the slights tremors racking my body for an entirely different reason now. Zach had a look of confusion and fury. I leaned up to kiss him gently, our lips brushing softly for a brief second. The next thing I knew, he had lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his hips with one hand supporting my butt. The other was rapidly untying my hair so it fell loose and free to my mid back. His lips were on mine again, but this time with ferocious passion, the heat rising from both of us. He walked us slowly into the bathroom, whilst moving his mouth down my neck to plant light kisses until he reached my collar bone. Some yelled behind us "Get a room!". I think it was Macey but at that stage I was beyond caring. When we arrived in the bathroom after what felt like forever despite the bathroom being approximately 2.7 metres away from where we were.

Zach dropped me his arms and grabbed my wrists, our lips never breaking contact. He pushed me roughly against the wall, pinning me there between the cool tiled wall and his hot, sculpted body. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and I swear my knees went weak. I felt him smirk against my lips whilst his hand was in my hair, on my cheek, caressing me. At this rate, I wasn't going to be able to start, never mind not let him finish. I felt his lips leave mine, causing minor confusion until I felt them along with his teeth on my neck again. I could feel the pleasure pain in waves against the sensitive skin, I could feel him branding me as his and no one else's. And I loved it.

As soon as he was breaking away from the last hickey, I placed my hands across his chest and gently pushed him away. The confusion was evident across his face, but was soon replaced by his neutral expression, the one he uses when he tries to cover what he's feeling. He slowly lowered himself on the edge of the bath, breathing heavily. I tried to give him a sultry smile but it might have come across more smirky. I ran my fingers through my hair and tossed it back, while I walked slowly towards him, swinging my hips. His pupils dilated fractionally as I slid onto his lap, straddling him. I gave him a quick but deep kiss. My message was clear: I'm in control now. I pulled his hoodie off, leaving him in just a white muscle top. I reached down to the hem of my crop top, pulling it up at a teasingly slow pace. He eyed me hungrily, reaching out to touch my skin. I tugged the top over my head leaving me in the lacy pink bra from this morning. He looked at me like I was the only person left in the world, a feeling every girl wants to experience. The electric spark from his fingertips brushing my toned stomach helped bring me back to reality. I felt his hands roam my body and he grabbed my hips, drawing me closer. He gently kissed my stomach, making his way up and leaving soft burns on my skins where his fiery lips touched them. I tilted my head back and felt a low moan escape my lips. Big mistake. I felt his lips smirk against my skin once again and I realised had to regain my control.

I slid my hands up from the bottom of his shirt and up his defined abs. he realised the direction I was headed and eagerly yanked the shirt over his head. I gave him a quick peck on the lips and lowered my head to his chest. It was as warm as I was and rose and fell heavily. I gave him a small trail of kisses starting from his sternum to his navel, leaving the occasional gentle bite to see his shudder of pleasure. As I raised my head again, he cupped my face and gently kissed m. I was going to get nowhere if we kept kissing! Stupid Zach and his sexy, stupid body. So I broke the kiss, and continued down to his collarbone, the same place I had my hickey from earlier with Alex and Zach. I bit and sucked on his skin, feeling his body convulse with pleasure. I began to pull down his sweat pants as he closed his eyes and growled, "Fuck Cammie". When his sweats were off, I could see the reaction I was getting from down there. I had to admit, I was really turned on. I kissed another path down his chest except this time I didn't stop at his navel, only stopping when I reached his increasingly tightening boxers. I gazed up at him and bit the waistband of his pants, seductively pulling them down with my teeth. Zach reached down to caress my face and muttered, "I love you, Gallagher girl. Always have."

I gave him his signature smirk and looked down to face his member. The photograph did not do it justice in any way. It was long and throbbing, even before I touched it. I tentatively took his head into my mouth and began to suck on it. As Zach gave a low moan of desire, I took more of his length into my mouth and used my tongue to swirl around the head. His low, guttural moans encouraged me. I began to use my left hand to pump the exposed cock I couldn't fit in my mouth, while I bobbed and suck on what was. I could feel he was close to coming, some of the pre cum leaking into my mouth, so I took his dick the full way into my mouth and deep throated him for a few seconds until he was right on the edge. Then, I pulled away, and gave him a deep kiss, letting him taste himself on my lips and on my tongue. He growled in frustration and stood up, slowly and purposefully, his eyes burning. He grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the wall again, this time I was getting pumps of terror and arousal rather than adrenaline and excitement. I felt his breath like a kiss on my ear, an addictive feeling, one I craved already. I tried to break free of his arms that pinned me to the wall, but he smiled a terrifying smile.

"Oh Cammie, Cammie, Cammie. You didn't think I'd let you go after that? You've been bad and I intend to punish you. The game is on, Gallagher girl."

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