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What You Don't Know	By : SanitysStorm Category: +S through Z > Tales of Symphonia Views: 3943 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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My debut, and it's tales of Symphonia, 'cause these two are just full of sex. (I may have to fiddle with this one as it's the first time I've uploaded on here)
I don't own Tales of Symphonia. My Sister owns a copy, and I'm shamelessly stealing it.
TO THE SMUT!

Sheena concentrated on keeping her moans quiet behind the gloved hand covering her mouth. The man attached to said hand made staying quiet look easy, much to her frustration. To help her focus, she concentrated instead on the sensation of his body moving inside hers, and her own body's reaction to it.

Needless to say, she was glad for that hand. She would've rather the castle servants or guard not find her or their precious 'Chosen' in such a state.

Said Chosen was really impressive with how quiet he was being. Sheena hadn't thought it possible for the loudmouth, but other then his heavy panting, and a few moans, he had been quite subdued as far as sound was concerned. He wasn't silent, of course. Sheena didn't think Zelos was capable of ever being silent.

Another potent thrust had her moaning into the hand again. Aside from indignant frustration at her own inability to be silent, she couldn't help but admire just how damn good the things Zelos was doing to her felt. For all she imagined his boasting and the rumors were false, it seemed this, at least, was true.

Speaking of the arrogant idiot, he bit back a hiss and held her tighter, signaling his getting close. She could feel her inner core tense in anticipation; she loved feeling him come inside her, loved hearing him as he climaxed. When they weren't trying to keep bystanders from overhearing, Zelos could be quite vocal.

His thrusts became faster, more sporadic. One of his arms tightened around her, pressing her back against his chest. She could feel goosebumps on her shoulder blades as they came in contact with the red gem on his chest.

“Ah, Sheena...” He whispered into her ear, helplessly. The hand not preoccupied with covering her mouth moved to grope at her breast beneath her robe, desperately kneading and stroking her nipple, making her give out a muffled moan of her own.

“Oh Martel, Sheena. You feel so good. So fucking good.” he kissed and bit her neck, his self restraint over his oft loose tongue waning. A small part of her hoped desperately that no one would overhear. The rest of her loved it.

He hissed again, and she felt him tense before he bit hard on her neck, effectively muffling a rather loud cry as he came inside her. She closed her eyes, smiling inwardly. She'd never tell him how much she enjoyed the afterglow of their couplings. He was far too much of an ego-maniac that she'd rather not add fuel to the flame.

The red haired Chosen slumped against her, using the wall to support them so he wouldn't crush her or cause them both to fall to the floor. Sheena focused on calming herself, which was difficult to do as he was still very much inside her and very, very firm. She waited for him to release her and pull out, hoping she could get out of reach before his usual 'after sex cuddling' was imposed on her person. For someone who claimed he could never be tied down emotionally to any woman, he sure was cuddly and affectionate.

She kept waiting, but he didn't move, and Sheena could feel her familiar irritation with him start to build. With a jerk of her head to free her mouth from his hand she turned to whisper angrily at him.

“Zelos, what are you doing? Let me go already.” Instead of answering the Chosen gave her a mischievous smirk, followed by a brush of a gloved finger to a nipple.

Sheena bit her lip, still quite aroused from their earlier activities. She stifled a moan as the finger slowly circled her peak, and glared at him.

“Zelos stop it. Unlike you, I've got things I need to get done, and I can't waist the day catering to y-Ahh!” She bit down on the cry, though it was too late to stop it completely. The red head behind her chuckled, having used the hand she'd shook from her face to rub at something a little more sensitive.

Zelos nuzzled her neck, trailing kisses along her jaw until he came to her ear. “What was that mission the King wanted you to go on about?” He asked, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine.

Sheena barely managed to contain another moan, only to let it loose as his finger flicked again against her clit. She could feel him pulsing inside her, though he wasn't actually moving. It didn't help her arousal any.

She squeezed her eyes shut and forced her mind back on his question. “You really wanna ask me about classified stuff while you're doing that at the same time?”

In answer, Zelos circled her sensitive nub, his other hand squeezing and kneading her breast in an almost soothing manner. “Maybe this way you'll give me a more honest answer.” He said before he gave her earlobe a light bite.

Sheena let out another moan before turning and shooting him another glare. “Hypocrite.” She panted.

Zelos paused for an instant, before giving her one of his stupid idiotic grins that didn't quite match up with his glacier eyes. “Oh Sheena, y'know I'd never lie to one of my Hunnies, and you're my favorite one!”

Sheena growled, literally growled and grabbed at his wrists in vice like grips. “I told you. Never, EVER call me 'Hunny'.”

Something flickered in his eyes that Sheena wasn't able to identify, and his smile faded some. “What's the mission about Sheena?” He whispered, his eyes narrowing, the ice in them growing colder. He pulled her closer to him, showing his lean frame to be stronger then it looked.

Sheena was strong too, however, and she fought him, her hands tightening on his wrists. “I told you, you stupid Chosen.” She grit out through her teeth. “It's classified, a secret mission. Meaning no one else knows about it.”

He tensed at the word 'Chosen' and bit at her neck, ignoring her grip of his wrists as he furiously started to grope her, his gloved hand rubbing her clit furiously. Sheena had to let go and bite down on one of her hands to keep from alerting anyone else in the castle to their activities. He kissed and bit until he was breathing along her ear again.

“You're going to Sylvarant, right? That other world?” Sheena's eyes widened in surprise. He wasn't supposed to know about that. Then again, he wasn't supposed to know about her 'mission' either. When he pounced her she'd figured he'd put two and two together, since she was in the castle, which meant that the King had had a mission for Mizuho's resident Summoner/black sheep. However, that he knew about her going to Sylvarant specifically meant he'd gotten into something he shouldn't have.

As usual.

“H-how?” She barely had enough control and coherency to ask that much, let alone form an actual sentence.

Zelos slowed in his furious onslaught, tenderly nuzzling her neck before answering. “I have my ways Darling. And you aren't the only one those Renegades spoke with.” Both hands reached to massage her breasts. “You're going to Sylvarant, and you're going to kill their Chosen. Right?” He gently kissed her temple as he spoke those words.

Sheena grit her teeth, utterly frustrated and baffled. “Why ask me if you already knew the answer?”

His moments halted, before resuming like the pause hadn't happened. “Because I needed to hear it from you. I wasn't sure...” He stopped completely, letting go of her breasts and crossing his arms beneath them, keeping her close. “So, you're actually planning on killing someone in cold blood.” He whispered, as if talking to himself, his chin resting on her shoulder.

Sheena was confused, often times Zelos acted like he couldn't give a care for anyone other then himself. Should someone die, she didn't think him to be one to mourn. Rather, he seemed the type to simply grin and move on with life. Sure, she didn't think him capable of murder, but there was no reason for him to question her being such. She was trained for it after all, and he knew it.

She was also still very much aroused. The Chosen hadn't moved from inside her, and he was still pulsing, and hard. She had no idea how he could keep a coherent conversation while in such a state. Certainly, she could barely keep her train of thought with the distraction.

“Of course. It's my mission.” She focused on his statement, though he hadn't asked for confirmation. There had been the sense of doubt in his voice, and she felt the need to answer it. She could do what needed to be done. She had to.

He didn't speak for a moment. His eyes starring blankly at the wall in front of them. “It's a dangerous mission too. Maybe fatal.” Still he sounded more like he was talking to himself then to her.

“Yeah.” She answered his unasked question. “It is. I may never come back to Tethe'alla.”

She wasn't certain, but something about the way he held her closer after that told her he was worried. She knew it wasn't true, because there was no way the 'Great Zelos Wilder' would ever care about someone other then himself, but there were times when she wondered. Times where he showed an odd, possessive, dare she say it, loving side that made her want to reevaluate what she viewed him as.

But then he would always ruin it a moment later. Like the true Idiot Chosen he was.

Not a moment after she spoke he grinned a devilish grin and moved his gloved appendage back to play with her clit, his other arching her head back, his mouth going to her ear. “Well, in that case. Might as well make this last one good, eh Hunny?”

Sheena bit back a growl that quickly turned to a groan as she felt him start to slowly move out of her. He thrust, causing her to let out a moan, before repeating the process with increasing speed.

“That's it Sweetheart. Let it out for me.” He spoke into her ear, his thumb trailing against her bottom lip tenderly. His other hand rubbing furiously along her clit in time with his thrusts. “C'mon Hunny, you can do it. Just let go.”

She squeezed her eyes shut, doing everything she could to keep from making too much noise. Surely someone would hear them at this point, she thought. They'd already been at it for what was far longer then 'safe public sex time' allowed.

“I'm. Not. Your. Damn. Hunny.” She managed to get the words out, growling each one with all her building frustration, sexual or otherwise.

He let out a low chuckle. “That's right. You're my Violent Demonic Banshee, aren't you?” Sheena let out another growl at yet another of his hated 'pet names' for her. He responded by laughing again, before re-adjusting his hips and thrusting inside her at a different angle. “It's too bad I can't make you scream here. You're so damn hot when you do.” He thrust harder after saying that, causing her to bite at her hand again in order to keep quiet.

He grunted, tensing again before slowing his hand to gently tease and circle her clit as he pounded into her. “C'mon Sheena. Come for me.”

She closed her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt that tight coil in her core reach its breaking point. She moaned loudly into her hand, panting as she felt herself lose to her building desire.

She felt him reach up to pull her hand away from her mouth, causing her eyes to open in surprise. “Wait, what-?” She was so close to the edge, the questions only came from her lips automatically.

Zelos kept his grip on her hand, keeping her from covering her mouth again. “I want to hear you.” He whispered huskily.

Sheena shook her head, trying desperately to stave off her final peak, and loosing. “But what about the servants? I can't-” She let out a desperate cry, before cutting it off and biting her lip, a loud groan taking it's place.

“Sheena.” The Chosen lowered his face, his hot breath grazing her neck. “Come for me.” He grabbed her breast and gave her a hard squeeze, causing her to go over the edge. She let out a loud cry, and dimly she could feel him give her shoulder another hard bite, his own attempts to silence a cry of passion. They held each other, too focused on the intensity of feeling to acknowledge the world around them. The afterglow held them in its tight embrace, and Sheena rode the high for all it was worth.

Unfortunately, that too, came to an end, and she felt the familiar sensation of Zelos sliding out of her, signaling that it was likely time to straighten up and go back to their respective roles of oddly familiar but reluctant acquaintances. Sheena kept up the role because she knew he would never be someone she could trust with something as deeply intimate as friendship, or, dare she say it, actual romantic feelings, despite her long abandoned hopes for the contrary. He kept up the role because he was, frankly, an asshole, and was certain to remain distant and unattached in all ways that mattered to everyone around him until the day he died.

She straightened up her clothes and turned back to him, seeing he had already fixed himself back up. It was impressive how quickly he could turn back to being immaculate on a moment's notice. She figured it came with his territory, being high society and all.

“I should head back to Mizuho, to prepare.” She said to him, letting him know that there was no way she was staying for much longer then necessary. He nodded, thankfully accepting her statement without much of a fight. Which was good, she hadn't wanted to deal with his whining just then.

She couldn't escape everything, however, as he shot her another of those irritating grins, a lecherous glint to his eyes. “It was good as always Hunny. Here's to hoping we can do that again.” He purred.

She felt her face flush as she glared at him. “I TOLD you, stop calling me that!”

He shrugged helplessly and she turned on her heel, tired of it. If he wanted to be difficult, fine. She wasn't going to miss him on her dangerous and possibly fatal journey. Nope. Not a chance.

“Hey Sheena.” His voice stopped her before she got far, and she suppressed a sigh, waiting for him to finish. “Do you think you can do it?”

She kept from turning to face him, not trusting herself to keep her lingering doubts from her face. She shoved those doubts to the deepest recesses of her mind, refusing to think about it. “Of course.” She replied. “It's my mission.”

She had no other choice, after all. Tethe'alla depended on her.

He said no more, just gave a light chuckle, and she left him behind in the castle.

It was the last she saw of him for several months.
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