It was a Saturday midnight. At least the clock showed so.
Cassandra and Zayn were soaking in a hot spring, enjoying the warmth of the little pond structure with natural warm water.
The lights beneath was bright and the water was bubbly. Cassandra and Zayn slowly sip onto their alcoholic drinks, Pina Colada was their classic choice of drink.
“Hmm, I would love to build a personal sauna in my future house when we get back.”
“I’ll build it for you, baby girl.” Zayn says, nudging his nose against her neck. They were in a private hot spring for each room assigned, and Cassandra sneaked into Zayn’s room, as her room was occupied by Jessica and Georgina together.
“I love you, Zayn.”
“I love you too.” Kissing under the moonlight, they feel a strange cold wind pass above them.
“Oh god, don’t tell me it’s the God of Death again.”
“It’s not.” Zayn chuckles as the girl smiles.
“It’s funny how we grew accustomed to a literal God of Death hovering over us, giving us letters and etching clues on palms. I’m not freaked out about them anymore.” Cassandra expresses as she takes a sip of her alcoholic drink.
“Me neither. We’ve come here for a mission, and at this point in life, I don’t care what happens to me.”
“Are you saying you’ve become stronger? Or are you willing to waste this life?”
“Option 1.” He says with a sigh.
“But, as long as you’re here, I wish to set things right. I don’t like how one sided this is.” Cassandra bitterly smiles.
She had already lost Louis in the future. The next person would be Ravine.
But, she was bent on saving Ravine in 2023 until yesterday. She was really pissed with Ravine’s attitude.
She knew she had to save Ravine, but at this point, she would choose to keep her best friend of the future in 2057 alive than sacrifice her to a person who lost a cause.
Eventually, things depended on the success of the missions and how effectively they’ve saved Zayn’s relatives.
“Zayn?” Cassandra turns to the male who was lost in thought.
“Why are we saving people who are destined to die in the first place?” She asks.
“I… was thinking about the same thing. But then again, it was all about Sacrifice. I can’t help but think about the next person we are destined to save.”
“You mean Alex?”
“Yeah. Do you remember the Alex at St. Pharrell?” Cassandra rolls her eyes.
“I’m definitely saving this Alex.” Zayn laughs at her quick reply.
“I know you didn’t like him. But let’s hope he doesn’t hold a grudge as a soul against us.”
“He wouldn’t do that. We’re only stopping him from getting reincarnated. That’s it. He wouldn’t even exist after the time.”
“True.” Cassandra leans on his growing wide chest as they watch the Aurora from the distance. It was as if they wouldn’t get tired, like the sun. It dutifully makes the day bright and exits when the earth doesn’t want to face him anymore. He lets someone else take his place, creating the night.
If only life was as easy as the sun and the moon taking turns over the planet’s surface.
“Zayn…” Cassandra softly calls his name. Humming, he turns to look into her dark, lust filled eyes. He takes a deep breath in, letting the woman take the glass from his hands and place it beside her glass.
She comes in front of the male, removing the towel which seizes her smooth, milky skin from being exposed to the wind.
“Kiss me, Zayn.” She whispers against his lips. They’ve had sex at very wrong times already. However, having sex and feeling guilty about it were two different things. It had no connection.
“Cassie…” he breathes her name when the woman palms his member below the surface of water. He closes his eyes, feeling her hand stroking his member in his boxers. She assists him in taking it off as it floats up. She tosses the fabric out as she strokes him gently, lovingly.
“Cassie, stop.” He says, against his body’s demands.
“Oh… oh. I’m sorry.” Zayn feels guilty for stopping her cravings towards him. As she was about to exit the space, Zayn quickly pulls her back inside, shocking her when he cages her between his arms.
“How dare you?” He asks, further confusing her.
“You said-” her words don’t make it out as he swallows them. Cassandra gives in quickly, spreading her legs as he enters her gently.
“Fuck.” He moans between their lips, adjusting her on his waist. The water pumps out every time he thrusts back inside her tight hole.
“Let’s not pollute public space, Zayn. Where are your manners?” Zayn lifts an eyebrow up as she chuckles. Quickly lifting both of them up, he carries her body in the same position towards the bed. Pushing her wet body down the mattress, he thrusts into her savagely.
Watching her matured body bounce with every thrust, he releases his first round of load into her hole.
“That was quick.” She comments.
“Yeah… We’re fucking after a long time, that’s why. Turn around.” Saying, he watches her flip around and he applies a spermicide lube on his cock. Dripping a few drops around her hole, even though she trusts her pills even now, he penetrates her back again. Cassandra enjoys his gentle sex, until he decides to pound his seven inches deep into her tamed hole.
She was coming soon, so was he.
“Fuck! Ugh…” groaning, both of them feel their orgasms through skin. She releases, clenches and unclenches around him. He pumps every last drop of his pleasure into her hole, kissing her shoulder out of love.
“Thank you, Cassie. I needed that.” He says.
“I needed that much more than you. Thank you too. But…” As he pulls out, Cassandra flips around and swiftly pushes the male back on the bed.
She straddle his waist, sitting on top as she humps on his limp cock, knowing he will get back to action within a few seconds.
“Round three, please?”