Fic: The Unspoken
Title:The Unspoken
Fandom: FFX
Pairing: Auron & Jecht
For:
7snogs
Theme: Jealousy
(Drabble)
With sweat, saliva and teeth he reminds him.
Mine mine mine…
Braska will be gone and then he will be all that’s left, all that Jecht can keep.
That shred of sanity he so fears loosing.
But Auron’s complaining about the pilgrimage even now as Jecht pushes him into the mattress, and once, just once, he doesn’t want to hear that tone in Aurons voice when he addresses Braska. He doesn’t want to think of that, he doesn’t want to ask.
He melds his mouth against Aurons cutting off words and eliciting a growl of frustration.
Auron says he’s being serious.
Jecht is being serious too, he can’t think about Braska, not now, not when it’s all too close. When kisses won’t hush him, Jecht turns to biting in his ache to have quiet compliance. Under him Auron struggles. Wrapping fingers around hair he tares Jecht away.
“Just for tonight…” Jecht growls. “Pretend you don’t love him…”
A foot greets Jechts ribs and he is sent toppling from the bed to the floor.
He pulls himself together in time to hear Auron’s angry footsteps and the final slam of the door.
Fandom: FFX
Pairing: Auron & Jecht
For:
7snogs
Theme: Jealousy
(Drabble)
With sweat, saliva and teeth he reminds him.
Mine mine mine…
Braska will be gone and then he will be all that’s left, all that Jecht can keep.
That shred of sanity he so fears loosing.
But Auron’s complaining about the pilgrimage even now as Jecht pushes him into the mattress, and once, just once, he doesn’t want to hear that tone in Aurons voice when he addresses Braska. He doesn’t want to think of that, he doesn’t want to ask.
He melds his mouth against Aurons cutting off words and eliciting a growl of frustration.
Auron says he’s being serious.
Jecht is being serious too, he can’t think about Braska, not now, not when it’s all too close. When kisses won’t hush him, Jecht turns to biting in his ache to have quiet compliance. Under him Auron struggles. Wrapping fingers around hair he tares Jecht away.
“Just for tonight…” Jecht growls. “Pretend you don’t love him…”
A foot greets Jechts ribs and he is sent toppling from the bed to the floor.
He pulls himself together in time to hear Auron’s angry footsteps and the final slam of the door.