Omg! I'm updating this fic! I love this story, I really do, so I have no idea why I haven't finished it already (probably due to school and work and other excuses) :/ Here's a lil some some to move the story along and I proooooomise I'll have it finished by the end of this month. Enjoy!

He felt Drake pull him close and, for the second time, whisper in his ear, asking, "What do you want me to do next?"

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Hanna couldn't believe the situation! He thought he'd be able to go on pining after Artemis in secrecy, just secure in their friendship, but he hadn't expected a day when he was cornered with the zombie's mouth on his neck or whispering in his ear! Sure, he wasn't a teenager, but he was still young enough to get too flustered too quickly in a compromising situation. Oh, gods, was he embarrassed!

"I-I'm so sorry!" Hanna didn't know why he was apologizing, but he was. "You probably think I'm disgusting," he grumbled covering his face, nearly in tears. But he felt Levi's hands tenderly cover his and pull them down to make his eyes visible.

"No, don't be sorry, Hanna," he said, never letting the hands go. The zombie kept his bright red eyes locked on Hanna's shining blue ones as, again, he asked, "What do you want me to do?" Bringing the smaller male's knuckles to his cool lips, he gently confessed, "I would do anything for you, Hanna. Anything to keep you happy and by my side."

Hanna closed his eyes and scrunched his face in a cute mask of embarrassment. "Please," Damion said. "Please tell me."

A tiny thing fluttered nervously inside Hanna's chest then. A small, fragile feeling that had yet to be recognized by the man who'd created it. It was hope. Hope that Jake would be more than a nameless acquaintance, more than a bodyguard, and more than just his friend.

It had been so long but Hanna wanted someone to love and to love him back. And so, he said to the very willing man in front of him, "I want you to love me."

Joseph was taken aback by this statement. "But I do love you," he assured the carrot-top.

"No, I don't mean in a brotherly sense," the glasses clad detective clarified. "I want you to love me and fall in love with me so that you'll want to…" he turned away, "…make love to me." Tears began to lightly fall at this point, but Hanna couldn't hold them back. He was being laid emotionally bare and was expecting the worst.

Cory sat silently, patiently hearing everything Hanna had to say. When he was finished, he remained silent, thinking, until he couldn't stay silent anymore. "Hanna," he said quietly, waiting until he could see Hanna's eyes once more.

"How can you be so sure I'm against something, I've simply never thought about? What if, now that I know how you feel about me, I think I share your feelings?"

The tiny thing in Hanna's chest grew slightly.

"Really?"

"Have I ever lied to you?" was his answer.

Nick had Hanna's full attention at this point; the smaller man's lips curling into the smile Jose loved so much.

"Then…" the human gripped the zombie's coat sleeve.

"I need you to kiss me," he said faking confidence with tears still in the corners of his eyes, a small smile on his lips and his nose a bit runny.

Ando chuckled, having seen Hanna like this before and not being deterred in the slightest, leaned in for their first kiss. It was soft, cautious and new to both. Daniel couldn't remember having kissed anyone in the past and Hanna'd never kissed a zombie before.

Honestly, Hanna had been mentally preparing himself for a cold, stiff, decaying mouth with the noticeable scent of death, but he was pleasantly surprised. Peter's feel and smell weren't any different from another human being's.

His lips started out cool, but as the kiss continued with slow, experimental pecks, they began to warm aided by Hanna's own.

After a while, Hanna pulled away to embarrassedly wipe his eyes and nose using his sleeves. He sighed, cheeks pink, and looked up at his best friend.

"Um…" Hanna started biting his lower lip.

"Wanna go a little further?"

Sebastian planted a kiss on the redhead's forehead and asked, "Will it make you happy?"

"Yes."

"Then, yes," he replied, smiling.

His smile was rewarded with one from the younger being and he found himself being led to the couch he'd recently dove over. Hanna invited him to sit; then, after a moment of hesitation, he crawled into Dan's lap, straddling his waist.

"You don't mind, do you?" his employer asked.

Cotton lightly hit his index knuckle against Hanna's head. "Stop overthinking," he teased. "I want you to do whatever you like. You don't have to ask permission." "Oh. Yeah," he laughed out nervously. "Sorry."

Hanna shifted his small hips a bit, getting more comfortable and unwittingly reminding Jonathan that he was still hard. He then wrapped his arms around the zombie's strong neck and initiated another kiss.

This kiss seemed much more real because it wasn't light and slow, but a bit more forceful and explorative. They could not only feel, but also taste each other; a sense they had never shared before.

As time went on, Hanna's shyness began to fade more and more until it was nearly nonexistent. He would let small sounds of pleasure escape when he would pull away for breath, only to begin where the kiss left off.

He started to grind his hips against Flint's, seeking both friction and a reaction. To his surprise, Al's breath began to speed as well, even though the zombie had no reason to breathe.

"Why're you breathing so hard?" Hanna asked when his lungs couldn't stand the lack of oxygen, giving Sam a chance to kiss his pale neck.

"I don't know," Double Oh Seven panted out. "I can't remember ever breathing so heavily, even while running." "Let me check something quick," Hanna said, stopping the green skinned man's actions.

Hanna undid the zombie's pants to look for something he hoped beyond hope was defying nature in the same manner as the man's quickening breath.

And there it was. Only half hard, yes, but there and hardening nonetheless. The redhead let out an incredulous sigh, a gust of air that he hadn't known he'd been holding.

"I can't believe it," he murmured looking into Odis' questioning orbs. "You have an erection." Honestly, Dominic didn't know what to think. His mind was stuck between 'no duh' and 'no way'. Eventually, he simply pulled Hanna back up to give him a heated kiss and asked, "And what are you going to do with it?"

Another abrupt end! XD I swear to you, you guys, I WILL finish this before the end of the month. This has gone un-updated for so long, however, that I just couldn't stand the wait. The final chapter will have a suuuuuper awesome sex scene that was totally worth the wait. I promise. Until next time. :3