Tidus's Pov
I took a deep breath and tried not to say a word.
This isn't right.
A dark blush covered my face but this doesn't feel right… I don't want him here. Zidane looked up at me with a sly look and a confident smile. I took a deep breath and allowed him to kiss me. I need something but is this it? Do I really want to do this with a guy like him?
Zidane's the kind of guy that wouldn't take offence if I ended it here. He'd ask why for later reference and try to do the same thing to someone else. It's not that he's a whore it's just that he needs something, and for some reason I'm that something tonight.
"Tidus." He whispered into my ear, taking back my attention. I looked up at him and tried not to cry, because in the end I'm just a crybaby. I don't want this, I'm sure of that now. So what if she left me? That's no reason for me to turn to men! I'm not even sure if I could handle this kind of a thing, but I guess that's okay since Zidane isn't serious.
I looked into his eyes and saw a readiness within. I've been making him wait and that's been bugging him. Frowning I started to squirm from beneath him but the man just took hold of both my wrists and pulled them above my head as he kissed me. It was deep and sensual but just not for me. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to pretend like he's her.
Zidane can be Yuna for a while, right?
"Is this your first?" The thief whispered letting me see his cocky smile. I nodded not wanting to inform him of anything else. The man laughed loudly and took my lips in his own and began to undo my shirt. I'm wearing two of them today so apparently he wants to take this slow… I'm such a coward. I need to tell him this is off soon otherwise I'll be going a place I just don't want to go.
"Please…" I whispered closing my eyes and turning my head away. The blond looked at me and smirked as though he thought I was asking him to do more. He grinded against me lightly at first and soon it became harder and harder.
I moaned and tried to squirm away but no matter which way I went Zidane would take hold of me and bring me into his embrace. Yuna left me last week. She said that I act too gay for her and she's tired of competing with guys. I'm not gay so I didn't understand what was going on. All I know is that she left me for a reason I didn't understand and so I went out to a club in order to get drunk.
Zidane had found me there. We had talked for a while as he bought me beer after beer. The moogles were being especially fast with their service today so I'm assuming he gave them a Kupo Nut or two. After a while I was too drunk to do much so the blond gave me a drink that helped sober me up a bit. I barely acknowledged him when he asked if I wanted to go to his place and have some fun, all I did was stand up and allow him to lead the way.
I barely stumbled all the way there and soon we were inside his complex looking outside at the stars. He had taken me by the chin and kissed me. It was sweet and strong and soon I was lying on his bed waiting to see what would happen next.
"Zidane please…" I whispered trying to cool my face down from the heat of its dark blush. Soon I was whimpering lightly wanting this to stop as both shirts were off along with my pants. I don't want to do this… not at all. His clothes were still on but I could tell he was getting ready to take them off. I broke my hands free from his grasp and placed a single hand on his cheek making the man's eyes widen.
Kissing his forehead I pulled myself out from his grip and gave him a bitter smile. "I'm sorry I just can't do this right now." I informed him and grabbed my clothes before leaving.
I didn't look back even as the tears trailed down my cheeks.