FIGHT FOR ME

26} Replay

[Siony's pov]

"Jeez...right when I almost forgot..." I looked away and grabbed my face that turned a bit red.

As big as the elephant in the room was, I've been avoiding it like I was blind. Of course Zelos was going to mention it even if I wanted to pretend nothing ever happened between us.

"Good heavens..." I mumbled. I picked up the spoon again and picked up food from my plate with it.

Zelos continued eating, staring at me and raised one of his eyebrows giving me a weird look.

I noticed it, and I glared at him, slamming the spoon down. "I'M NOT GAY!!!" I suddenly screamed at him. "I don't know what the hell you think you were doing but— I'M NOT." I thought it would feel good to let that out, but it just dug the sinking feeling I felt in my chest deeper.

Zelos stared at me with an expression of satisfaction, that I was finally ready to talk about it and he would prove he was right by shooting me down and leaving me with nothing to say at the end. I shivered, nobody's watching me and my thoughts right now and judging me. So maybe, I thought, he was right.

He was about to open his mouth to speak, when I shot up rapidly from the table like my towering height compared to his sitting would do anything.

"What is it you want to say to me? Go ahead." Zelos egged me on with such a punchable voice.

"Y-you....." I pointed an accusing finger at him.

Does this asshole have some other ulterior motive with me?! Why did he bring me back to his place?! I HATE HIM SO MUCH. Why is he doing this...? Does he take pleasure in making me so worked up?!

Zelos stood up slowly and pushed his chair into the table which meant he wasn't going to sit back down there anytime soon. He walked over to me and looked up at my eyes with a daring gaze, a look to challenge me. He pushed me back down on the chair by my shoulders and moved closer, sitting down on my lap. He does have an ulterior motive.

I sat there and stared, eyes all most bugging out of their sockets. I couldn't move at all, my body froze on its own like I was refusing to admit this was what I wanted but I didn't want him to know I liked it.

A small smirk curled from his lips and disappeared as fast as it came. "You don't have to say it out loud...you can express how you feel with your hands. I'll understand." He whispered.

He grabbed my wrists and placed my hands on his body, making me feel him and teaching me this new physical language I wasn't used to. My hand trembled around his skin, on his waist wondering to touch or not to touch. I couldn't choose even when he's decided it for me already.

Zelos moved his leg over and repositioned, sitting on my lap with my hips in between his legs. He grinded slightly on me, leaving my hands on their own as he grabbed my neck and leaned in closer again...

"It's okay..." he said with a seductive breathy moan, digging his nails slightly in my throat making my breath hitch. "If you want something don't be shy about it."

"I'm not..into guys..." I choked out.

"You're definitely attracted to me." He countered. "Look at this, your hands are all over me." This sly bastard planted my hands there just for this.

My lying didn't do me any good, Zelos could see how red my face was and how heavy I was breathing. He was all in my face, he was so attractive and I couldn't win against him. I wanted to give in so badly.

I tried to pull my hands away from his waist, but before I could Zelos held them in place and I couldn't resist. My hands started to grasp his waist tightly and I put my face in close to his neck. I opened my mouth, wanting to say something to defend my dignity but I couldn't. Instead, my lips pressed against his neck and I started kissing him all over as my hands stroked the sides of his body.