ZARYA'S POV

I caught myself at the bottom of him. We were both naked while staring into each other's faces.

His eyes… It tells me something. I did not want to assume. As I always say, it would just hurt me.

We kissed as our bodies swayed like we were professional dancers. I fought every move he did, touching his back, his buttocks, and even holding his long. My head was completely blank. All I wanted was to feel him. The tension, sadness, worriedness, and messed thoughts flew by air, and disappeared like a bubble.

"Spread your legs." He whispered. No hesitation I followed him. I wrapped my thighs around...