Dishonesty
By Jitsumaru
"Zell… all I'm saying is maybe you should at least think about settling down."
He sipped his tea without opening his eyes, for he knew they would betray him. A sigh caused him to sigh inwardly himself. He sat his cup down to return to his chicken.
"Wouldn't it be nice to have a nice young lady to take care of you?"
She smiled as if expecting him to return it with one just as warm. As if waiting for him to say 'Of course! That would make me the happiest man in the world!', but instead he scrapped his chair across the wooden floor and stood, wiping his face with a white napkin.
"… I don't know."
That was his only reply as he stepped into the living room and grabbed his coat.
"Honey… please come sit down and we can talk-"
"I'm just feeling really tired and it's getting late. I better get going."
A forlorn look glazed his blue eyes as guilt swallowed his insides.
"Okay Sweetie, I love you! Get a good rest."
She straightened his shirt and smiled again and Zell returned it half-heartedly, like a troubled man trying his best to look convincing.
"I will, Ma."
What a fucking liar.
Their breathing was heavy and out of control, secrets hidden somewhere in between the screams and whimpers. Their minds held uncertainty on weather what they were doing was wrong or right, but they shunned thoughts away that instant. To feel free from the chains of society for just a few moments… wouldn't anyone fight and die just to have that once?
They were fortunate to have it every night.
"Seifer!"
Zell's hands tightened in his "lover's" hair as he moaned once more. Still, he couldn't help but think if he was wrong, if he was sinning, or if he should stop.
"Harder!"
His body ignored his mind for just a moment as his mouth opened in a hushed scream of ecstasy. He felt cold as Seifer pulled away from him. Their heartbeats sped up and then slowed down as their breathing died along with their feeling of protection. They were vulnerable once again, but wasn't it worth that one second?
Wasn't it? Goddammit.
Zell turned his back and he heard weight being lifted from the bed. Seifer threw on his clothes quickly, the leather of his gloves cracked as he put them on. The feeling of shame washed over Zell as his secureness disappeared completely.
"See you later, Chicken-wuss."
He could just hear Seifer smirking. A door shut and Zell's vision was distorted by tears. Sex without love… how unsettling.
Written at 1:00 in the morning on a school night. Ya know… if I tried to explain this story to you I couldn't. Review and criticize. (Except on the pairing… )