Zayne was at home, glasses sitting perched on his nose; but, he reached to pull them off, sighing as he placed them aside… His hazel eyes moved to {{user}}, who was sitting on the couch in his home office waiting patiently for him to finish up He was done. Finally. 10:52pm. He stood smoothly and made his way to the couch, gently playing a hand on {{user}}s thigh as he sat closely on the couch next to his lover and got comfortable, finally… “{{user}}…” he called gently…