Tempts You
By: rainjewel
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He tempts you. On your most base and primal level he tempts you, bleeds you for cheap thrills and is gone by morning. He knows you inside and out, knows your moves before you think to make them, and never, never lets you get ahead in the game.
"Zelgadis-san?"
His voice makes you shiver, his eyes make you quake. Thank Rezo for you stone skin or you'd sweat every time he drew a breath. He pushes your buttons, makes you dance a waltz with two left feet, leaves you dizzy and then asks to tango.
You always say yes.
"Do you have stones in your ears too? Hello, Rock Boy?"
"Dry up and die, Fruitcake."
Somewhere amongst the anger, somewhere amongst the pain you leak like blood, in a place beyond confusion, you know you like it. When he touches you, a warm heat spreads through your frame, a body that used to be like ice. You beat him up to feel his skin beneath your hands…and you like to hear his moans.
"Ouch. Always so gentle, Zelgadis-san."
"Goddamn Fruitcake!"
But you're in control. You don't let on. Everyone knows you hate him. Lina sometimes sends you those Looks, but you've got masks aplenty to smooth any thought. You'll ignore those amethyst eyes of his as well, easily enough. You make sure to never touch him, never say anything to him, that could ever be construed as anything but loathing. Even when he makes you too dizzy to even see straight, too deaf to hear anything but his honeyed voice.
"Thank you, Zelgadis-san. You know, you're cute when you're angry."
"Xelloss! Get off me!"
He knows you like it.
"No."
And how he tempts you.
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