Even Angels Fall

Once Zip had arrived at Sarah’s apartment door, he realized he had no idea what he wanted to tell her. ‘Sorry I fucked that groupie,’ just didn’t have the ring he was looking for. ‘You can’t have feelings for that guy you lost your virginity to, because I have feelings about you,’ didn’t work either. Biting his thumbnail, he just stared at the door.

Sarah had been standing at the head of the stairwell for about five minutes, watching Zip. She had been running a little late getting home from work, and when she entered the hallway, she saw him there. Yelling at him had been her first instinct. Turning and leaving had been her second. But as the minutes passed, and she watching Zip having some sort of internal struggle with himself, she couldn’t help but hope that maybe…

“Fuck,” Zip said aloud, although quietly. He really didn’t need to piss off Sarah’s neighbors again, after the argument he had with her that past weekend. ‘I don’t know what I want to tell her,’ he shook his head. ‘But I want to tell her something. Like I want her, like I need her, like I haven’t cared about someone this much before…’

“Don’t think too hard,” Sarah’s voice came from behind Zip, making him jump. “You’ll hurt yourself,” she finished her joke lamely as Zip turned to face her.

“I thought you were inside,” Zip told Sarah, rather unnecessarily considering he had been standing outside her door for the last fifteen minutes. “I wanted to talk.”

Letting out a sigh, Sarah forced herself to put on a thick skin. “Didn’t we talk enough on Saturday night, Zip?” she asked him, her voice exasperated as she put her keys in the door lock. “Do you really want to start with the mud flinging again? Is that going to do either of us any good?”

“I fucked up,” Zip said simply. “I care about you, Sarah. I want to try something real. With you.”

Feeling like she was frozen in place, Sarah looked up at Zip, her brown eyes wide with shock. Was this some sort of cruel joke? Before she could clear her mind enough to think of a response, Zip went on.

“I know you’re seeing Chris now,” Zip told Sarah. “And I won’t try to get in the way, if that’s what you really want. But if you felt even half what I felt when we kissed last week… Please, Sarah, give me another chance.”

‘I’m seeing Chris now?’ Sarah’s mind was so taken aback by Zip’s honesty that she had a hard time figuring out what he was talking about for a moment. Then, suddenly, it dawned on her, and she remembered Saturday night’s argument, and the things she had claimed about her and Chris. “Come inside,” she finally told Zip, her voice soft. “We should talk about some stuff.”

Unsure how to read her tone of voice, Zip waited a moment before following Sarah into the apartment. Watching her throw her keys and purse on the coffee table, he waited for her to motion towards the couch before taking a seat. She sat beside him, not meeting Zip’s eyes. “Before you say anything else,” Sarah began. “Let me just tell you that I’m not seeing Chris.”

“So it was just a one-time thing…?” Zip asked with confusion. “You slept with him because you were mad at me?” That didn’t seem like a very Sarah-like move.

Shaking her head, Sarah felt her cheeks heating. “It was a no-time thing,” she admitted, finally looking up and meeting Zip’s gaze. “I got drunk last Friday, and Chris took care of me. Yes, I was upset and tried to kiss him, but he was too nice a guy to take advantage of me like that. He stayed over on the couch, and then we went to breakfast. End of story. Well, end of MY story. You, apparently, did a lot more than kiss that girl…”

Letting out a long sigh, Zip looked completely chastised. “I fucked up so badly, Sarah,” he admitted immediately. “The night we kissed, I just felt like… It was just so intense, I didn’t know what to do with those feelings, especially since I had been denying that I was even having those sorts of feelings for you for the last month. That’s why I kicked you out.”

“You have the maturity of an eight year old,” Sarah smirked at Zip, who looked confused by the statement. “Eight year old boys? When they like a girl, they push her down and run away. You basically did the same thing to me.” Sarah was laughing at this, but suddenly, a thought occurred to her, and her face became serious once again. “But throwing me out was one thing. What happened with Carmen…”

Cringing, Zip didn’t try to deny anything. He knew how badly he had messed up with this one. “I will understand if you can’t forgive me for that,” he told Sarah honestly. “There’s no excuse-”

“If there’s no excuse,” tears were filling Sarah’s eyes as she cut off Zip. “Then why did you do it?”

Hating seeing Sarah upset – and for something he did particularly – Zip just shook his head sadly while staring down at his lap. “I was afraid,” he told her quietly. “I was afraid that, if I didn’t go back to the way I was before I met you, I would never be able to go back. I wouldn’t want to go back.”

“So, what then?” Sarah surprised Zip by looking angrily at him suddenly. “The thought that I fucked someone else was enough of a blow to your ego to make you realize you want to be with me?”

“No,” Zip said firmly, raising his eyes to meet Sarah’s glassy stare. “The thought that you cared about someone else was what got to me. Because I care about you, Sarah. I care about you so much more than I ever thought I could.”

Biting her lip, Sarah had no idea what to do. God, she wanted so badly to reach for Zip, to have him kiss her and touch her, to hold her close. But that desire was overwhelmed by Sarah’s sense of doubt and mistrust. “What about everything we talked about in the beginning? About Sin and Eddie, and all that?” Sarah asked. “And beyond that, how do I know that, if anything were to happen between us, you won’t just go out and find another groupie to fuck the next time we get in an argument?”

“I don’t know what to do about Sin and Eddie,” Zip admitted, taking a chance and reaching for Sarah’s hands, which she warily let him take in his own. “But you have my promise that I won’t make that mistake again with a girl. Never, I swear.”

Biting her lip, Sarah looked down at her hands in Zip’s. He was holding them gently, tracing shapes on the backs of them with his thumbs. “I don’t really want to believe you,” Sarah kept her eyes averted. “But I am pretty dumb sometimes. Like right now.”

Zip didn’t wait for Sarah to say anything else. Instead, he released her hands and immediately reached up to hold her face. “I want to try something real, Sarah,” his voice was low and guttural as his mouth met Sarah’s. “Something real with you,” he repeated, his words lost on her lips.

Unable to fight how much she wanted what Zip said to be true, Sarah kissed him back warmly. His lips were firm, his breath was hot, and his taste was purely Zip. Sarah wanted him badly… But suddenly, Zip pulled back.

“Wait, if you didn’t sleep with Chris,” Zip’s voice was breathless. “Then you’re still…”

“And he finally catches up with the rest of the studio audience,” Sarah smirked, shaking her head as she teased Zip. “Yes, I’m still… for now.” With that, she closed her eyes and kissed Zip again, feeling him groan softly against her lips before pulling back once more, eliciting a disgruntled sigh from Sarah. She stood up, her body becoming incredibly frustrated, and looked at Zip with annoyance.

“I want you more right now than you can know,” Zip quickly told Sarah as he stood up. He then cradled her face in his hands and looked intently into her eyes. “But first I have to say that, even though I really want to be, I’m probably not the type of person you should have your first time with.”

Putting her hand over Zip’s, Sarah shook her head. “You are the only person I want to have my first time with,” she told him, meeting his dark gaze without a speck of fear or reservation in her eyes. “That’s been true since the day I met you. I want this, Zip. I want you.”

Sarah’s words seemed to echo in Zip’s ears as he brought his face close to hers once more. His eyes closed as his lips met hers, kissing her gently, softly, slowly. Dropping one hand down to slide around her waist and pull her closer to him, he then felt Sarah put her hands on his chest. She was not pushing him away this time, though. She was simply touching him, feeling his chest beneath her fingers before sliding her arms around his neck to be even closer to him.

As Zip’s tongue traced over the curve of Sarah’s bottom lip, she sighed softly, opening her mouth for him. She could feel their chests pressed together and Zip’s hand on her lower back, beneath the fabric of her shirt. She ran her fingers through his black hair, scraping lightly at his scalp. She felt his lips, his tongue, and his hot breath as it all mixed with her own. But mostly she still felt him cupping her cheek tenderly, tracing over her cheekbone with the pad of his thumb.

Never in his life had Zip enjoyed kissing someone like that. Normally, kisses were just a means to an end, but with Sarah… He felt like he could kiss her forever. The skin on her cheek was silky smooth, as was the soft skin of her lower back under his fingers. Their bodies were pressed as tightly against each other as they could be at that moment, and Zip suddenly realized something.

No one had ever kissed Zip like that before. No one had wanted just him – not just for his fame or money or even his looks – but every bit of him of him, even with all his flaws. Sarah wanted all of him, and he wanted all of her.

Sarah let out a soft moan as Zip’s lips traced over her jaw line, moving his mouth downward until he reached her neck, where he nipped tenderly at the sensitive flesh, and then kissed it gently. Biting her lip, all Sarah wanted at that moment was to feel Zip against her, his skin and his mouth and his hands. All of him.

Zip felt Sarah reach down for the hem of his t-shirt, and pulled back from her far enough to help her discard the item. Placing his hands gently on her shoulders, Zip just watched Sarah as she innocently ran her hands over his chest, studying his tattoos with interest. Suddenly, she closed her eyes and leaned forward, pressing her lips to the skin, releasing hot breaths that made Zip’s whole body tingle.

As Sarah continued kissing over Zip’s chest and shoulder, he reached down for the hem of her shirt. Sliding it up and over her head, he tossed it to the side and looked down into Sarah’s face, making sure she still wanted this. The desire and caring in her eyes was too much, and Zip captured her mouth again with his own, reaching around her to undo her bra at the same time. Not breaking their kiss, Sarah let her bra fall to the floor from between them and then pressed her bare chest up against Zip’s, loving how the meeting of their skin felt.

As the kiss became deeper and more passionate, their bodies both feeling like they were on fire, Zip finally reached down and lifted Sarah, bringing her across the room and placing her gently on the bed. Carefully positioning himself above her, Zip looked down into Sarah’s eyes and pushed some loose hair from her face. “Sarah, I’m sorry I was so stupid. I’m sorry for not being honest about my feelings for so long; I’m sorry for throwing you out after our first kiss; I’m sorry for-”

Lifting one hand, Sarah put her finger over Zip’s lips to quiet him. “Stop,” she said gently, a smile curving on her lips. “It’s over. We’re here now.”

Taking Sarah’s hand in his own, her finger still pressed to his lips, Zip closed his eyes and began kissing her fingertips. They were soft kisses, intimate and warm. Sarah could feel a lump forming in her throat as she watched Zip’s expression. She had never seen him like that before – selfless, caring, devoted.

Opening his eyes, Zip released Sarah’s hand and smiled at her. His mouth once again found the sensitive point on her neck, and she released of gentle moan that Zip could feel in his bones. Kissing her shoulder next, he felt Sarah slide one hand into his hair and smiled to himself. His mouth slowly descended across her chest, leaving faint dampness behind from his heated breath. As he reached one nipple, already hard, he took it between his lips and sucked on it gently, letting his tongue move over it and cause a small cry to come from Sarah.

Zip’s mouth had moved from one breast to the other as Sarah closed her eyes and felt her breathing grow shallow. Raking her fingers through his hair, she bit her bottom lip to stop from calling out as he teased her nipple. Finally, his mouth released it and starting moving over her stomach. As he reached for the button on her pants, Sarah’s body involuntarily tensed, and with this reaction, Zip looked up towards her face.

“Are you sure…?” Zip asked kindly, watching Sarah’s expression for any sign of trepidation. “We don’t have to…”

“I’m sure,” Sarah said, her voice breathy. “And yes, we DO have to,” she added, her eyes filled with desire.

Letting out a chuckle, Zip nodded. He knew exactly how Sarah felt. He had never wanted to be with another human being as much as he wanted to be with her just then. Slowly, he unbuttoned her pants and pulled down the zipper, all the while kissing her lower stomach in a way that seemed to increase her breathing further.

Lifting her hips, Sarah watched as Zip slid her pants and underwear from her body. She smiled appreciatively as he quickly removed his own jeans, likely realizing Sarah was feeling a bit shy being so nude in front of him. Still kneeling between her legs, Zip ran his hand over her inner thigh, moving slowly and watching her reactions until finally letting his fingers brush over her. At the touch, Sarah jumped a bit, but quickly let out a soft moan that let Zip know it was alright to continue.

The heat and wetness between Sarah’s legs made Zip’s own body grow even harder. Running his fingers gently over her folds, he couldn’t believe how lucky he felt at that moment. Carefully sliding a finger inside her, he heard Sarah take a sharp intake of breath, and as he began moving the finger, she let out a contented sigh. As her body adjusted to him, Zip slid another finger inside Sarah and began rubbing her clit with his thumb at the same time. From the gentle sounds escaping Sarah’s lips, it was clear she was enjoying the sensations.

Sarah’s whole body hummed as Zip’s hand teased her, tortured her, amazed her. “Zip,” her voice was low as she called to him, causing him to look up at her face. “That feels really good, but… I’m ready.”

Swallowing hard, Zip nodded and removed his hand carefully. Rising from the bed, he picked up his jeans from the floor and took a condom from his pocket. Pushing his boxers down over his slim hips, they fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. Moving back onto his knees between Sarah’s thighs, he opened the condom wrapper and slid it on. Finally, he laid himself gently over Sarah’s body.

Zip’s face was directly above Sarah’s, and he stared right into her eyes for several moments before lowering his mouth for another deep kiss. Sarah ran her hands over his back as she kissed him back passionately, ready to be even closer to him. Zip finally pulled back to reach down and align himself with Sarah, and then rest his weight on his forearms on either side of her slender shoulders. He saw her smile at him nervously and nod, and he pressed his lips to hers lightly.

“My real name is Hassan,” Zip whispered against Sarah’s lips as his body thrust entirely inside her.

Sarah’s eyes were closed as Zip looked down at her again, her face scrunched up a bit, but she had neither released any tears nor made a sound. “Are you okay?” he whispered gently to her, and then watched as Sarah’s face began to relax.

Opening her eyes, Sarah looked up at Zip. She couldn’t figure out what had affected her more at that moment – the pain she felt as Zip entered her, or the shock of having him admit something she knew was so incredibly personal to him. “I’m okay,” Sarah finally responded. “And thank you.”

“No, Sarah. Thank you,” Zip corrected her, giving Sarah a sweet smile. At her urging, he carefully began moving. He could tell she was still feeling some discomfort physically, but her eyes looked nothing but happy. He, himself, couldn’t believe how incredible it felt to be with Sarah. With the many, many, MANY women he had been with in his life… he had never felt so connected to someone. It didn’t bother him at all that he had to move slowly and gently as not to hurt Sarah; he wanted nothing more than to prolong this moment as long as he could.

Sarah let out a shuddered sigh, and Zip paused, looking at her with concern. “Did that hurt?” he asked kindly. “Are you in any pain?”

Shaking her head, Sarah ran her hands over Zip’s back. “No,” she told him honestly. “That felt good.”

“Oh,” Zip smiled to himself. “Okay.” Trying to angle his hips as he just had, Zip thrust into Sarah again, and again heard her release a sigh. Kissing her gently as he continued like this, Zip felt her nervously begin to move her hips, trying to meet his movements. Her watched her eyes as she bit her lip, obviously uneasy about what she was doing, but also clearly liking the feelings her body was experiencing.

“This feels so amazing,” Zip told Sarah honestly, hoping she might feel a bit more relaxed at his admission, and it was clear that she did. Smiling up at Zip, she nodded her head in agreement and began moving with a little more confidence. Within minutes, she had figured out the pace and was meeting Zip’s movements perfectly.

His whole body covered in a layer of thin sweat, Zip pressed his mouth to Sarah’s for another warm, wet kiss. He felt her breasts below him, her nipples scraping at his chest; he felt her stomach against his, their skin sliding fluidly against each other; and he felt her heat and warmth wrapped around him, taking him in, holding him. It was the best feeling he had ever known.

Sarah was beginning to feel a little lightheaded, and her skin was tingling. Lifting her hips a little faster, all she knew was she wanted to keep feeling Zip inside her. He quickly picked up on her cue, dropping his mouth to her neck and kissing softly as his speed and the intensity of his thrusts increased. Sarah was now letting out soft cries, and a moment later, she called out Zip’s name as her muscles tightened and her body filled with waves of pleasure.

The sound of Sarah crying out his name, combined with the intensity of her muscles tightening around him, quickly brought Zip to the edge, also. With just a few more thrusts of his hips, he let out a soft groan as his body felt like it was exploding deep within Sarah.

Lifting his head, Zip suddenly became nervous when he saw that a few tears had fallen over Sarah’s cheeks. “Are you okay?” he asked with obvious concern. “You said you weren’t in pain.”

“I wasn’t,” Sarah gave Zip a smile. “I’m not.”

“But then why…?”

Looking over Zip’s expression, Sarah locked her eyes with his. “Because I’m happy,” she told him. “And I’ve never been this happy before.”

Swallowing hard, Zip didn’t know what to say. Instead, he closed his eyes and kissed Sarah gently again, knowing that he, too, had never been that happy before.

-----

I HOPE THIS CHAPTER WAS OKAY. I WANTED TO ALLOW ZIP TO BEGIN UNDERSTANDING HIS FEELINGS FOR SARAH WITHOUT LOSING ALL OF WHO HE WAS. AND JUST SO YOU KNOW, WHY ZIP’S NICKNAME IS ZIP WILL BE EXPLAINED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER.

A FEW RESPONSES TO REVIEWERS:

TEMPLETON21 – THANK YOU FOR THE AWESOME REVIEW. YOU MADE ME FEEL ALL WARM AND FUZZY.

ANON – TO ME, FLAMING IS INSULTING WITHOUT OFFERING ANY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. NO, YOU DID NOT INSULT ME, BUT YOU JUST AS LIKELY COULD HAVE. AND I DON’T SEE THE PROBLEM WITH ME STATING IN MY AUTHOR’S NOTE THAT I DIDN’T LIKE WHAT WAS WRITTEN IN THAT REVIEW.

LKN – I AGREE THAT ZIPS’S CONFUSED NOW THAT HE’S ACTUALLY DEALING WITH SOMEONE WHO HAS REAL FEELINGS BACK TOWARDS HIM.

SAMMO_00 – YOUR FIRST TWO QUESTIONS WILL BE ANSWERED IN THIS STORY. IN REGARDS TO “COMMON”, I JUST HAVEN’T ‘FELT’ THAT STORY IN A WHILE. I’M NOT SURE IF I EVER WILL AGAIN. I WON’T SAY NEVER, BECAUSE IT TOOK ME A LONG TIME TO RESTART ‘WHY BOTHER?’ BUT I DID AND THEN FINISHED IT, SO YOU NEVER KNOW.

BC – SEMI-PRO. HEE.

THANKS ALSO TO TENSHISTAR, AFICI0NADA, CECILLE, MEMORY CHASE, ASH, ARAINAINA, AND MEGAN.