Stress disorder

But as Zak expected, he had already moved like water long before the kiss, and Zak looked at her flushed face, and sure enough, after a couple of casual fiddles, she surfaced with a fond infatuation, but was still awake and biting her lip.

It's a new year, don't count the things that came before, and there's no denying that the girlfriend status pressed on Daphne sounds pleasurable to her.

Zak hadn't realized how engrossed he was looking at her right now, engrossed in the way the answer could have been predicted a long time ago.

Watching the door to the room slam shut, only two seconds gone, Zak developed an itch.

Zak lifted his eyelids and made a confused noise as he admired the way she moved and panicked.

Blushing to death, she didn't dare show her face at all in the crook of Zak's neck.

Daphne sniffled, and it took Zak a moment to notice that she was crying, and to think that all the wetness that stained her neck was her lingering tear tracks.

Zakky after the move really leaves not
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