It’s been a week and a half.
Framton comes home to the siblings as they huddle him with kisses which confused him greatly. He hasn’t revived his memories. It may take either a month or a few more months and years to revive his memories.
New year’s was celebrated with Framton at the hospital where he tried to accept his children as his own, not knowing they were aching to have him back as Framton Johnson with his 6 children.
Today, his ex-wife comes to visit the household.
Again, Louis and Zayn were displeased to have her at the Johnson estate but they couldn’t tell otherwise when Cassandra was so happy to meet her again. They were having dinner when Cassandra suddenly recalls something.
She calls Zayn to the side.
“How long are we supposed to stay here? I want to go back to my Era!” She says to him.
“I’m worried about it as well. We didn’t have the God of Death hovering above us nor indicate something in our dreams. I’m worried sick, too.” He says.
“Jeez.”
Suddenly, as they speak, a cold presence was felt on their back. The time was paused as they see the dark figure hover above their shoulders.
As horrified for the first time, they do not dare turn around in pure and sheer fright.
“Good work.” Death speaks to them as they flinch at the ice cold voice of the presence.
Something drops on their feet as the presence leaves. The worst part was that it didn’t even have a shadow.
Zayn takes the letter that was dropped and reads it to Cassandra.
“I- I can hear you now.” She says, looking around and seeing that time was still and halted.
“O-okay. Great. Um…”
Zayn opens the letter and reads it.
“Good work, Zayn Johnson and Cassandra Sympsons. You were brought here on 16th of January 2022. You shall leave this world to go back on 15th of 2024.
Bid your goodbyes wisely.” The God of Death had written in a bloody ink as the paper disappears from his hands after a minute.
Cassandra gasps when she hears the distant conversations from the table and the workers shuffling their feet again.
She looks at the happy family in front of her.
“This was the original Johnson Family, huh…” Cassandra sees two other people on the table now.
“They look so happy together.” Zayn and Cassandra were sitting at the table.
Zayn and Cassandra were also gazing towards the family.
But, as soon as they blink their eyes, they were pushed back into the bodies of Zayn Johnson and Cassandra Johnson.
They perceive that the time has passed and the original duo of Zayn and Cassandra have taken over their bodies after a long time. They were lost in the astral plane, waiting for this one moment as they were replaced by the ones from future again.
Zayn and Cassandra look at each other on the same parallel thought. Blushing, filled with happiness and the mood of rejoices, Zayn and Cassandra try to live their lives to the fullest.
It was 6th of January 2024 already.
***
For the next ten days, Zayn and Cassandra were having sex whenever and wherever possible for them.
Cassandra had taken the decision to continue the rest of her schooling with a home tutor who can guide her through without any drama. He was a good, old and retired teacher.
“Thank you for today, Mr. Brown. Have a great weekend!” Cassandra says as the man leaves back to his home.
It was 11th of January.
Zayn comes back home as the girl was locked inside her room.
She senses the man knocking on her door as she giggles and opens it for him.
Zayn enters her room, locking the door and pressing her against the wall behind them.
“Hi handsome.”
“Hello, beautiful.”
Cassandra drops down to her knees as Zayn abandons his bag on the floor. Her magical hands works on his pants, they fall along with his boxers to his ankles.
“Oh god…” he moans, holding her head.
She begins bobbing passionately on his hard cock, sucking him as he deserves it.
“Let me eat you, Cassie.” He says, softly as if he wouldn’t be allowed to if he raised his voice even a little above a whisper.
Nodding, the girl walks towards the bed while neatly removing her clothes.
The fan moves gently, providing them some wind as she sees him under the blankets. He was eating her out like a succulent candy, licking all her flavors from her folds on his tongue.
“Fucking hell…” she says after a few moments. She could feel her body being washed over with a relief of an earthquake for her orgasm.
Her legs quiver with feels, Zayn was forcing her legs apart as he continues to eat her out. Her sensitive clit was being licked, sucked and kissed as if they were her own lips.
She stuffs her face with the pillow, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
“Fuck…” she moans, wanting Zayn to take her over immediately.
“You ready?” He asks as he was preparing himself.
“Born ready.” She says, the two chuckling in sync. She giggles in surprise when he pulls her body close to him. His tip was already aligned to her core. When pulled closer, he slid himself all the way into her pussy, stretching her by surprise.
He doesn’t stop there.
He pulls himself back until his tip was inside her, thrusting back inside with great passion.
Cassandra felt her back arch in pleasure. She held his arms as they held her waist in place.
Soon, the room was about to fill with the sounds of their sex. Zayn tried to keep it down as well, but his body couldn’t stop itself from fucking her deliciously.
He plays with her chest, fondling each breast with his hand as she moans quietly for him.
He was about to explode in her body, but she reckons that she forgot her pill.
“Come on me, Zayn.” She says through stutters.
Her stomach was then coated with his white fluid.
And for the next few hours, they were locked inside her room, enjoying every bit of their life in their bodies.