That night...

Flashback to the night at the bonfire...

The dimly lit room hummed with energy as Damon and Zendaya faced off across a small table, their eyes locked in playful challenge. The air crackled with tension as they bantered back and forth, each determined to prove their drinking prowess.

Zendaya's lips curled into a smirk as she raised her glass."Think you can keep up, big guy?" Her voice dripped with honey-sweet sarcasm.

Damon's eyes sparkled mischievously."Oh sweetheart, I was born ready." He tipped back his drink, savoring the burn.

As the night wore on, their inhibitions slowly melted away. Zendaya's cheeks flushed a rosy pink, her movements becoming loose and fluid. Damon's gaze grew heated as it roamed over her lithe form.

Suddenly, the space between them seemed charged with electricity. Zendaya bit her lip, her breath catching as Damon's fingers grazed her thigh under the table. The touch ignited a fire within her.

Without warning, Zendaya surged forward, capturing Damon's lips in a searing kiss. He responded eagerly, one hand tangling in her hair as the other explored the curves of her body. Their tongues danced as passion consumed them.

Damon's mouth trailed hot kisses down Zendaya's neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin. His teeth grazed her collarbone, eliciting a breathy moan from her lips. With deft fingers, he pushed aside the fabric of her dress, exposing her heaving breasts to the cool air.

"Gorgeous," he murmured, before capturing a hardened nipple between his lips.

Zendaya arched into his touch, gasping as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud. The dual sensations of his fingers working between her thighs and his mouth on her breast had her trembling with pleasure. Damon alternated between gentle sucks and sharp nips, sending jolts of electricity straight to her core."Oh god, Damon," she whimpered, threading her fingers through his hair to hold him closer.

He switched to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. His teeth grazed the underside, leaving marks that would linger for days. Zendaya's skin felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending alight with sensation.

Damon's fingers trailed teasingly up Zendaya's inner thigh, making her shiver with anticipation. Her breath hitched as he reached the apex of her legs, his touch electric even through the fabric of her dress. With deft movements, he slipped his hand underneath, finding her already slick with arousal.

"God, you're so wet for me," Damon growled, his voice husky with desire.

Zendaya bit back a moan as his fingers traced her folds, teasing her sensitive flesh. Her hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more friction. Damon obliged, sliding two fingers inside her tight heat while his thumb circled her swollen clit.

"Fuck," Zendaya gasped, her nails digging into Damon's shoulders.

He set a steady rhythm, curling his fingers to hit that spot inside her that made her see stars. Zendaya's head fell back, lips parted in silent ecstasy as pleasure coursed through her veins. The bar around them faded away until all she could focus on was Damon's skilled touch bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Damon and Zendaya stumbled into his room, lips locked in a heated kiss. His fingers worked furiously between her thighs, drawing breathy moans from her throat.

"Please, Damon," Zendaya begged, her voice dripping with need."More, I need more."

She frantically tugged at her clothes, desperate to feel his skin against hers. Damon's skilled fingers brought her closer and closer to the edge, her cries of pleasure growing louder with each passing moment.

"That's it, baby," Damon growled. "Come for me."

With a final curl of his fingers, Zendaya shattered. Her back arched as waves of ecstasy washed over her, Damon's name falling from her lips like a prayer. He slowly withdrew his hand, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean with a groan of satisfaction.

Before Zendaya could catch her breath, Damon captured her lips in a searing kiss, letting her taste herself on his tongue. The intensity of it all left her dizzy with desire, craving more of his intoxicating touch.

Back to the present...

Zendaya stormed up to Kamsi, her steps quick and deliberate, her long braids swinging behind her like a curtain of power. She planted her hands on her hips, her expression full of dramatic indignation. "Oh, so this how y'all do me now?" she said, her voice carrying the smooth rhythm of a Black American accent. "Y'all out here keepin' secrets from me?"

Kamsi froze mid-step, her books clutched tightly to her chest. Her eyebrows pulled together in confusion as she turned to face Zendaya. "What are you talking about?" she asked, tilting her head slightly, trying to make sense of the sudden ambush.

Zendaya sucked her teeth and leaned in closer, her eyes narrowing with playful suspicion. "Don't play dumb, girl. Are you and Xavier a thing now? I heard y'all walkin' down the halls together, all cozy or whatever," she said, dragging out the last word with emphasis, her voice rising with curiosity and mischief.

Kamsi's heart jumped into her throat, and her face turned an unmistakable shade of red. Her grip on her books tightened as though they could somehow absorb her embarrassment. "It's nothing," she stammered, her voice pitched higher than normal. "He just—he just dropped me off after, uh, after he dragged me by the hand. That's it, nothing more." She shook her head, avoiding Zendaya's piercing gaze.

Zendaya tilted her head, her lips curling into a sly grin. "Mmm-hmm, 'nothing,' huh?" she said, her tone dripping with skepticism. "Then why you grinnin' like you just won the lottery?"

"I'm not grinning," Kamsi retorted quickly, though the heat in her cheeks said otherwise.

Zendaya arched a brow and leaned back slightly, folding her arms across her chest. "Girl, stop. You ain't foolin' nobody with that face. Wait, hold up," she said, her voice suddenly louder, her eyes widening in exaggerated realization. "Don't tell me that's what I *think* it is!"

Kamsi groaned, her shoulders slumping as she tried to bury her face in her books. "Zendaya, stop it!" she hissed, but her voice cracked, betraying her embarrassment.

Zendaya threw her head back with a laugh, the sound rich and carefree. "Oh, nah, it's too late now! I see you blushin' like a tomato. I'm so hype! The long-awaited couple is finally happenin'!" She reached out to grab Kamsi's arm, shaking her playfully.

Kamsi let out a laugh despite herself, her embarrassment melting into reluctant amusement. "Oh my God, stop it already!" she said, rolling her eyes, though the small, flustered smile on her lips gave her away.

Zendaya smirked, satisfied with her victory. "Uh-huh, I see you, sis. You can thank me later when I'm the maid of honor," she teased, flashing a wink before sauntering off, leaving Kamsi shaking her head, half-laughing, half-mortified.