Poor Ol' Broken Hearted Me - The Trews (ZellxQuistis)
There was nothing he could do to take his mind off of her. She was perfect in every way, even though he swore she wanted to kill him. Or at the very least hurt him in some horrible way.
"There's nothing I wouldn't do woman." his voice was gruff as she shoved him onto the bed in their hotel room.
The mission was turning out to be a long one, and though he could have any woman in this god forsaken hole in the wall called Timber. He still chose her. Blond hair cascaded down her bare shoulders as she smirked. It was the same smirk that Seifer gave him when he was about to kick his ass, or at the very least attempt to kick his ass.
"No one Zell. You don't tell anyone about this" her soft pink mouth still held that same smirk as she climbed on top of him, straddling his waist as she tore at the white beater he chose to wear.
"I got it Quisty. No one"