Blinded In Chains -Synacky-

Chapter 10

It was torture, to watch him sleep. His face would contort into devestated and at some points agonized expressions, his girlfriend's name spilling out of his mouth in a low mumble every couple of minutes.

I sat across the room from him, my insomnia choosing a the most inconvenient moment to settle in. Well, that wasn't the only reason I couldn't sleep, of course. Zacky was just so interesting to watch, yet I didn't want to watch him.

He was hurting.

Oh well obviously, seeing as you fucking kidnapped him, said the voice in my head, and I grit my teeth to silence it. I didn't need the second thoughts right now.

I think I had been sitting there, in the same position, for at least four hours when I heard him speak again. At first I ignored him, because his voice was silent and he was no doubt talking in his sleep again. But it was only when he said my name louder, clearer, that I raised my head to look at him.

'What?' My voice came out as more of a grumble, undoubtedly a result of the emotional pain that was burrowing deep inside my head. Zacky was hurting and it was hurting me too.

'Why aren't you asleep?' He asked quietly, the emerald green depths of his eyes seemingly swirling around like they were liquid. I let out a heavy sigh, leaning my head against the wall, resisting the urge to raise an eyebrow at the fact he was actually speaking to me voluntarily without me starting the conversation.

'Can't sleep,' I muttered simply, turning my head away from him. It was becoming so hard, resisting the urge to just go over there and hold him, kiss him...

'Want me to help?' He asked, propping himself up on his elbows and staring at me with those amazing eyes. Words failed me for a few seconds as I relished in his perfection.

I scoffed, laughing slightly. 'Can't help an insomniac, Zack.' Zacky chuckled, the first time I'd ever heard him laugh. My jaw went slack at the sound, the musical laugh ringing in my ears.

'I can always try.' He pushed himself from the floor then, before slowly crossing the room to me. I felt my heartbeat increase as he approached me, and my heart totally stopped as Zacky placed himself on top of me, straddling my thighs.

My breath caught in my throat as he looked down at me, a brave smirk plastered all over his face. But I didn't get to see it for long, because within a matter of seconds Zack was kissing me.

Okay what the fuck why how- I moaned softly at the contact between us, his arms resting on my shoulders and our chests almost touching. His lips moved slowly, almost hesistantly, on mine. I placed my hands on his hips and pushed my lips upwards, suddenly eager for his taste. Zacky let out a delighted moan as I flicked my tongue over his snakebites, and moments later I was granted entrance to the heavenly caverns of his mouth.

I licked over his tongue with my own, the tip of my tongue running along his gumline and across his teeth, before scraping the roof of his mouth gently. Zacky moaned loudly this time, pressing himself against me and unintentionally grinding his hips down on mine. I groaned quietly, feeling my pants grow tighter as Zacky's breathing became more and more uneven.

I let my hands wander downwards, to his ass, where I squeezed it slightly and grinned as a small giggle escaped Zacky's lips. One of his hands wound itself into my hair, gently tugging on it and earning a pleasured yelp from me.

But, after several more minutes of phenomenal making out, I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I slid my hands under Zack's shirt, pulling at it from the inside and hinting that I wanted it off. Zacky pulled his lips away from mine for a second, shooting me a slightly frightened frown. I smiled warmly, nodding and pulling at his shirt again. Zacky shook his head, frowning deeper. 'Brian, I-'