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Warning: This contains yaoi goodness And for you immature morons who can't accept this then just go huddle under a damn rock and wonder why more people don't like you. This is rated R for graphic violence, possible rape, sex, and language.

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Chapter 12: The Lion vs. the Wolf

I straddled Squall after securing his wrists and ankles. I took a prideful moment to allow this beautiful sight of a fallen beast. I was overwhelmed. Still unconscious, his earth toned hair askew across his pale forlorn face, those rebelious strands spilled around his face and onto the pillow. The lighting of the room gave him an angelic glow. What a sin it must be to tamper with this lion.

I slid my gloved hands along his chest and down to his stomach, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. I steered my sight to land on Zell who was giving me a strange expression, caught between fear and lust. "He can't bite you Chicken-Wuss…the captive is bound well…I have my experiences."

Zell blinked and swallowed his fear. He stood and came to the bedside to slowly entwine his arms around my stomach and lean his head on my shoulder. "What exactly will we do to him?"

I tilted my head to the side and studied Squall. I want to hurt him in away…so sue me I'm into the rough stuff! But without him loving me I don't want to actually hurt him…quite a dilemma I'd say. What's too far really? I mean hell he'll try to kill me for just kissing him, why not go all the way? ….Because a part of me doesn't want him to hate me that way…Being a rival is fine…but just plain hating me is different.

"Zell…I told you we wouldn't really hurt him. I'm only going to play. I want him to understand his lust for other men and that we are serious about wanting to pleasure him the lucky bastard. I won't actually rape him…not unless I get the hint that it's what he secretly wants…you ever think maybe he just enjoys the thrill of the chase?"

Zell sniffled and sat up straight. "Ok…as long as we don't hurt him…Can't we uh…blindfold him or something?"

I rolled my eyes. "You damn idiot Chicken-wuss! Like he wouldn't know who was messing with him? Can you grunt and moan like a damn girl to hide your identity? You'd probably slip halfway through and mumble something about wanting to eat him like a damn hot dog smeared in ketchup…"

Zell flushed. "Come on Seifer! That's not all I think about!"

"Oh yeah?" I arched a brow. "Then show me."

"What?"

"Show me what else you think of. You gotta have some kind of dirty ideas in that head of yours…or are you afraid I'll think you're a fool? Do you think feet are hot or something?"

Zell punched me playfully on the arm. "No!"

I chuckled. "I don't either…but lick his foot anyway."

"…THE HELL!"

I laughed at the face he made. "Seriously Zell! I want to see if it'll tickle him…but I don't want to do it myself so guess who's going to do it."

Zell shook his head and got up from the bed mumbling something under his breath. Hell he'll come back soon enough when he sees the fun I'm having. I can almost hear it now…'Seifer DUDE let me in! Don't leave me out! Blah blah waaaah I'm such a retard blonde!' I turned my full attention back to my prisoner. I stretched over his lanky body like a starved animal. If he was a lion then I'll be a bloodthirsty wolf. I neared his neck and nipped the pulse ever so gently. His flesh was unbearably warm. I must be hornier then hell I swear his scent is overpowering me I can hardly think anymore.

I trailed my tongue along the outside edge of his ear, stopping and the lope and nuzzling into his hair. What the HELL kind of shampoo is that? Sniffing his hair is a new addiction to add to the list…the asshole…I felt him stir a little beneath me in response to my weight I guess…His eyes began to flutter open and I watched, utterly entranced. My jaw opened slightly as a low, sleep induced groan rose from his throat into the leather belt that held it in his mouth. I wish I could taste that moan trapped behind his lips, I want it so damn bad…

He looked up at me questionably. The storm in his eyes shifted to anger and he lunged forward, pulling hard against his binding. He struggled without thought to his appearance, making him all the hotter. "Don't kill yourself Squall. Let's both enjoy our time together shall we? Your boyfriend is here too somewhere…but that doesn't matter. You are mine tonight Squally-boy…"

He tried to twist and beneath me in a pitiful attempt to escape me. Damn…was being molested by my truly that scary? He squirmed less when he was tortured…WHAT THE FUCK! Oh HELLLLLLL no Squall! You little…I backhand him across the face to try and knock him back to reality. "Stop squirming…you're seriously making me want you more when you do that. Just relax and let me show you things I bet Rinoa can't do…" His eyes squinted angrily at that comment, however he did somewhat relax. His chest rose and fell and beads of sweat trickled down the side of his face. "Good boy" I murmured softly, stroking his reddened cheek with one hand and lower stomach with the other.

I waited another moment before I eased off of him to make my way down south, keeping my eyes on his. I undid the button to his pants and slid my hands to his hips. I gripped the zipper between my teeth and pulled down slowly then parted his pants with my face, nuzzling him in the process. His eyes widened and his hips shot upward against his will. A faint blush colored his cheeks at this mistake of his, making me smile against him. I inched upward and kiss along his belly button and made my way down to the crest of his pubic hair peeking above his underwear. I captured a stray curl and tweaked it gently with my mouth, watching his brows rise to a pleading gesture. His eyes still burned but his body was fighting against him…