Whenever, wherever, whatever be the situation.
Lovers keep making love.
On the lie of accompanying the soon to be birthday girl, Zayn travels along with the youngest to Louis’s office, the next day.
They were eating each other’s faces, stuck to the cubicle wall and making sure there were only two legs seen from below. Cassandra bounces on the male, silently moaning on his lips while her eyes were closed. Zayn figures he was the luckiest male alive, because a beaut was bouncing on his cock and blessing him a release.
“Fuck…” she mouths, covering her mouth with her hand with great difficulty. Keeping her balanced by himself, he rolls his eyes to the back of his head when she clenches around him.
“Me too.” He mouths after a short while, shooting his liquid into her.
“Let’s go before they find out we’ve gone missing.”
Reuniting with the gang, the four siblings including Nick have a re-tour around the bug building. Nick was pretty familiar. He’s visited the structure around five times on the whole. The two newcomers gaze around like awestruck puppies, huge sparkling eyes and smile on their faces.
“You guys are so weird today.” Louis orders them a regular.
Walnut cake for all and juices of their own.
“Wait, let me pay-” Louis turns to Cassandra with the biggest question-mark on his face.
“Pay? I own this company, Cassie. Sit your ass down and enjoy!”
Embarrassed, Cassandra finds her seat between Louis and her boyfriend. Zayn would do the obvious. A boyfriend cannot hold himself from doing ‘that’ to his girl.
When no one was looking, he sneaks the cold glass of his brew down below the table. There was no spectators behind them, except for the wall.
“Z-Zayn, what are you- ah…” Cassandra might not react to his cold glass touching her sensitive, panty-less pussy but her body was definitely responding.
Zayn scoffs with a smile, looking down at his own growing boner.
“Wasn’t that enough?” She whispers to him. Nick and Louis were busy talking about something of trivial importance.
“That, wasn’t enough.” He states. She shakes her head, yet accepting her darned fate.
She squirms around on the chair, to get rid of the coldness between her legs. But she was enjoying it. There weren’t any serious protests that he observes from her.
Into a minute of him wiggling and nudging her clit and lips with the cold glass, he takes it out of her thighs. The sigh of relief from her lips was a grand gesture, making him laugh.
Suddenly, Cassandra sees Zayn lift the glass higher than the table. He brings it close to his mouth.
But… his lips don’t touch the straw.
He keep his gaze strictly on her, wavering not once as he licks the bottom of the glass which was teasing her.
He closes his eyes, missing her priceless reaction to his acts.
“What the fuck!?” She mouths to him, stomping on his poor leg with her wooden wedge. He holds his leg in pain, but faces to the front again to mouth to her, “I love you too!”
“What are you two doing?” Louis quickly asks once his gaze caught the naughty duo.
“N-Nothing? We were talking about a gift for you.” Cassandra quickly lies.
“What gift?” Louis raises his eyebrow.
Cassandra joins her hands, rubbing them like a villain, possessing a chuckle like a villain.
“We ain’t telling you that, Louis Johnson. Ehehehe.”
“Did you become a pirate?”
“Yohoho! Maybe~”
“You are the literal definition of silliness, Cassie.” Louis shakes his head, but he adds, “Never lose that from you.”
Cassandra quickly raises her hand and yells, “Yes sir!”
After they have come back home, dropped by Louis as he wanted to crash by for a day or two, he prepares dinner for them as well.
Midnight was close. Cassandra was the most excited since… it was her birthday tomorrow.
At midnight, however, she felt a pang in her heart. No one was coming to greet her.
“Tsk. Idiots. Trying to prank me this time? I like getting surprised at midnight… I even took a nap…” Cassandra speaks to herself as she walks up the stairs.
She reaches the terrace and looks at the half moon above her head. Her phone wasn’t blown up with hateful messages on her birthday, nor was there an influx of news articles about her at midnight. Even social media platforms don’t send her an automated message to wish her on her birthday.
Shutting the screen off for the twelfth time already, she looks up at the stars with her delicate heart thudding against her chest.
“Why isn’t anyone wishing me…?” Sadness fills her little heart very soon. She didn’t want to believe her near and dear ones were sleeping soundly whilst she awaited for wishes.
“No problem.” Sniffling, swallowing her tears, she gets up to her feet and poses a great smile to the world. She looks up at the moon and spreads her arms wide open.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!” She yells with all her might, so loud that the moon could hear her. At the end of her dragged letter addressing herself, her voice begins to grow groggy. She coughs vigorously, bringing her hands to cover her mouth as she hunches over.
“Ha~” She says to herself. It definitely felt better.
A minute passes by. Someone was heard walking over the tiles as she gasps and turns around.
It was Zayn, a sleepy version of him.
“Cassandra, get your ass down!”
“Bitch! Today’s my birthday!” She yells back at him.
“Shit, really?” Zayn scratches his head.
Because, “I can’t wait for her surprise! I planned a lot, alright.”
“Nice! You’re gonna gift it tomorrow?” As Zayn asked, Alex raised his eyebrow.
“You mean at midnight? I don’t wanna disturb her from sleeping though.”
“What do you mean? Isn’t her birthday… tomorrow?” Zayn speaks from his knowledge he had as her boyfriend in 2057.
“No… did you hit you head somewhere? Dumbass. It’s day after tomorrow.” Saying, Alex leaves the living room to attend his errands.
Zayn goes back to thinking about her.
Her little lip puckered out made him way too sad.
But she should be enlightened.
Stumbling towards her on the slanted roof, he reaches to her who sits on the uncomfortable texture.
“Hey, Happy birthday.”
“Thanks.” She replies, she was clearly annoyed.
“But… The real Cassandra’s birthday isn’t today. If you’re upset that no one wished you… I’m sorry.”