River pointed out the obvious; it would be much easier for Ezekiel to distract the woman he'd once called his mother. If he did it she would probably come to see what he was up to in the kitchen, not so concerned over River. His friend put him back in a more proper order, something to be undone again completely when they had the means to do it. He had to move the dresser again, and Ezekiel went first out, River close behind him. He heard his instructions and felt the lips to the back of his neck.<br/><br/>He would divert her attention completely. If she caught River stealing there was no telling what she might do, especially something that would aid in their sin together. He was frowning, a sorrowful mask as he approached her. She looked to him, concerned, and Ezekiel knew that he had her. He took her hands and her eyes widened.<br/><br/>“I wondered if you'd pray with me,” Ezekiel told her softly and she made a strangled sort of noise before nodding.<br/><br/>“Of course,” she told him, allowing Zeke to lead her away from the kitchen. This was an appeasement behavior that worked on Father Lamont part of the time. Sometimes, if Zeke looked repentant enough. He put his forehead to the top of her palm, though he said nothing out loud. He wasn't actually praying but she wouldn't know the difference. Lamont never did himself and he was much better at picking up on their lies than anyone could be.<br/><br/>'<i>May your steps be quick and quiet,</i>' Ezekiel was thinking instead. Cassandra would have stood like that for hours though he was almost sure of it. River likely could have set the whole kitchen ablaze and she wouldn't have interrupted her son, perfect and praying, though part of this disturbed her. Zeke gave River a few extra minutes to be on the safe side and then looked up to the woman who was watching him with tears in her eyes again.<br/><br/>“Amen,” he said before letting her go.<br/><br/>“Is there anything else?” she asked, and Zeke shook his head 'no'.<br/><br/>“I think I'm going to go back upstairs to sleep. My mind is clear and now I am tired. Thank you.” More polite learned dribble but it was enough that she thought they'd be awarded privacy for a while. Zeke checked the kitchen to make sure River wasn't still in it before going back up the stairs. He used the bathroom, washed his hands and drank a few swallows of water from the upstairs sin. When he made it back to the bedroom the door was partially opened for him again, and he slipped through quickly, hoping he hadn't worried River with taking those few extra minutes. He helped him to move the dresser back that last time, thinking it would remain like that for a good long while. They might actually sleep some after.<br/><br/>Once all that was out of the way he went back to River, this time both boys stripping one another more quickly, likely having lost patience at having to stop earlier. Open mouth kisses were shared before Zeke parted, looking to River. His heart was pounding with the adrenaline. All of it had been risky. They could have earned themselves a severe punishment, but now it looked like they were in the clear.<br/><br/>“Did you find it? I need you now.” He'd been standing there pretending to pray with his mother and all he could think about was getting back to River and touching him. It had taken an effort to keep his unpure thoughts from going unnoticed but now it didn't matter. River would have him any way that he was.