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Final Fantasy VIII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
921
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 16
Be friendly
Author: Yorda
Summary:AU fic, takes place in a normal senior high. Squall's the bullied one, and Seifer the popular one. A story about
the two of them forming a relationship of some sort ^_^
Rated: NC-17
Warning: yaoi, AU, OOC, fluff, smutty sex
Couple: Seifer/Squall
Diclaimer: Sadly none of the characters of FF8 are mine, but belong to Squaresoft
Status: Complete
Chapter 16
Zell put his tray on the table and sat down opposite to Squall, who was already eating his own lunch. The blonde boy eyed his meal and frowned. tha that supposed to be pudding?! Looks more like someone's vomit..." he complained. Squall just shrugged and kept eating. Zell did the same, as his eyes wandered around the full cafeteria. He and Squall were sitting at the 'table of geeks'. Some of them couldn't abandon their math books even during the lunch break. Zell glanced at Squall and noticed his friend was looking at something with a dreamy look on his face. The blonde followed Squall's gaze and frowned when he saw Seifer Almasy. The older boy was once again sitting alone at a nearby table. He didn't meet Squall's eyes, and was watching his former friends, all surrounded by pretty cheerleaders. Even after two weeks of being 'friends' with Seifer, Zell still couldn't stand him. He didn't trust the older boy, and was sure the guy was up to something.
"I don't get it. Almasy is supposed to be our pal now, but he doesn't even join us during the lunch break. I bet he just doesn't want to be seen with a bunch of geeks! He's probably hoping the other jocks will take him back to their stupid little gang, so that he can continue to torment us..." Zell muttered to himself. Squall turned his face in Zell's direction, his brows drawn together in irritation.
"That's not true!" the brunette hissed, narrowing his greyish eyes. "Why the hell can't you just accept the fact that he's changed?! Why do you always have to think the worst of him?" Squall pushed his tray aside and got up, a sudden rush of anger rising inside him. Zell blinked his eyes, looking dumbfounded. "I knew this wouldn't work... You're not even trying to get along with him..." Squall spoke with a low voice, the tone somewhat accusing. He knew he was getting angry maybe a bit too easily, but he just couldn't stand the fact that Zell was affronting Seifer.
Zell frowned and got up as well. He knew they were once again going to have a fight. Ever since Zell was forced to become friends with the guy who he hated as much as the other jocks, he and Squall had been getting into fights with each other, the cause always being Seifer Almasy.
"Oh, so now I'm the only one causing trouble here?! Is that what you're saying, Squall!?" the blonde boy exclaimed, his quick temper rising. Squall said nothing but kept glaring at his friend. Both of them failed to notice that most of the cafeteria had gone silent, and they were standing in the spotlight. Students were watching them, including Seifer.
"I don't get you, Squall! I'm your best friend! And now you're always siding with Almasy!" Zell spoke, anger making his voice quiver. "Why do you believe he's changed? I know he hasn't... why can't you see it?!"
Squall was torn apart by different feelings, and this was starting to show on his face as he watched his friend. The brunette felt both sad and angry, failing to make Zell understand that Seifer truly had changed. Squall hated the fact that he and Zell were always fighting nowadays. And he hated the fact that the cause was always Seifer. Squall sighed, feeling like he was standing in the cross-fire of his feelings. "Zell..." he whispered, tired of the constant fighting. The blonde boy, however, wasn't ready to settle yet. His face took and angry look as he glared at the brunette boy standing in front of him.
"Choose." Zell said, sounding determined. Squall blinked his eyes in disbelief.
"W-what..?!" he stammered.
At the nearby table, Seifer was holding his breath, slowly getting up from his seat as he watched the two younger boys.
'Zell's gonna make Squall choose, between him and me?! What's he thinking?' The blonde swallowed nervously, his eyes fixed on Squall, fearing the brunette's answer. Seifer failed to notice the malicious looks he was receiving from Mike and his gang of bullies, sitting at the near by table.
"Zell... I-I can't do that!" Squall exclaimed, both disbelief and confusion showing on his face, as he neared Zell. The blonde boy, however, looked determined.
"You have to! Things are wrong! I know you can see it, Squall! We're always fighting nowadays, and you know the cause as well as I do." Zell informed, meeting Squall's now desperate eyes. The brunette was speechless.
'I--I have to choose? But it's not fair... Zell's my best friend, and Seifer is my...' Squall met Zell's eyes, then hesitantly let his gaze wander to Seifer's direction. The older boy was staring at him, the look on his face both fearful and expectant. The brunette met Zell's eyes again, an apologetic look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Zell--but if you're really making me choose--then..."
Zell's eyes widened as he realized what Squall's decision would be. He had been sure Squall would choose him, and found it impossible to understand why the brunette wasn't doing so. "What!? Y-you're choosing Almasy over me!?" Zell cried out, blinking his eyes in disbelief. "W-why?"
Squall lowered his face, unable to meet his friend's eyes. Zell repeated his question and Squall swallowed before giving his answer. "Because... I..." the brunette whispered.
"Because what!? Squall!" Zell demanded, looking agitated.
Squall couldn't finish his sentence, and stormed out of the cafeteria, leaving both Zell and Seifer standing there, dumbfounded. Zell blinked his eyes, feeling like he was in some weird dream, like none of it was real. WSquaSquall's exit, the room began to fill with whispers. Zell looked around and finally realized half of the cafeteria was staring at either him or Seifer. He turned to face the older boy and watched as Seifer walked toward him. Zell tried to get angry but failed. He was too upset.
"Why did you make him choose? You can't hate me that much." Seifer finally asked with a low voice. Zwas was silent, the look on his face now regretful and confused. Seifer never got an answer. Zell looked down at Squall's tray, then once again met Seifer's eyes.
"Why didn't he choose me?" the younger boy asked himself. He watched Seifer with narrowed eyes, trying to figure out what was going on between Squall and the older boy. Seifer was silent, but the sudden frown on Zell's face told him the younger boy had finally realized what the truth was. "Y-you're his-" Zell began, but closed his mouth when he felt a hand push him aside.
"Disgusting, Almasy!" Mike growled and came to stand before Seifer, the rest of the jocks surrounding them.
Seifer rolled his eyes and sighed. 'Oh great... This is all we needed to make the day perfectly disastrous...'
Zell looked around them, realizing they were surrounded, a feeling of insecurity filling his heart.
"What do you want?" Seifer sighed, looking at Mike, his green eyes narrowed.
"I can't believe you! Can you, Brad?" Mike asked, turning to look at one of the bullies standing next to him. Brad guffawed something in answer. "You've hit the bottom, Almasy. Spending time with loser geeks like this one right here!" Mike jeered and turned to look at Zell, gripping the younger boy by the collar of his sweatshirt.
"Let him go!" Seifer growled, taking a step towards Mike who was still holding Zell in his grip. The bully let out a cruel laugh but began to cough when Seifer was suddenly holding him tightly by his throat. "I said let go, Mike." the tall blonde repeated his order, sounding menacing. Mike blinked his eyes in disbelief, having a hard time breathing in Seifer's death-grip. Reluctantly he let go of Zell, and the hand around his throat loosened.
"T-thanks..." Zell whispered, almosableable to believe that Seifer had just stood up for him.
The hand now gone, Mike immediately gave an order for his gang to attack Seifer. Zell took the opportunity to escape and ran out of the cafeteria as fast as he could, leaving Seifer to face the bullies alone. The room was filling with the sounds of students cheering and seeking for a good fight. However, a whistle was blown before any of the jocks had the chance to even touch Seifer.
"Would someone kindly tell me what the hell is going on here!?" The bass voice of Headmaster Law silenced the whole cafeteria. The jocks withdrew as the headmaster entered the scene. "Well? Who has the nerve to disturb my coffee break?" The headmaster came to stand before Mike and Seifer and eyed them, looking angry. "Almasy? Nixon?"
Both Seifer and Mike were silent. Seifer's eyes were fixed on his shoes, and Mike was staring at the ceiling, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"Well, I want explanations! Cat caught your tongue?" the headmaster demanded, getting no answer. He sighed and crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Fine. Both Almasy and Nixon get detention for breaking the school rules, and for disturbing the Headmaster's coffee break."
"But that's not fair! I didn't-" Mike began, as the Headmaster was already walking away.
"Two hours for Nixon." he informed and left the room.
"Fuck!!" Mike cursed and kicked the nearest chair, causing it to fall over. He turned to face Seifer, giving him a menacing look. "Almasy! I swear I'm gonna get you for this! One way or another... you fucking traitor! I can't believe you were once one of us!" he hissed and gave Seifer a meaningful look, then snapped his fingers to inform his gang it was time to leave.
'Neither can I...' Seifer thought in his mind as he watched the retreating backs of his former friend's.
Seifer was looking out of the huge windows of his room. The sky looked like it was on fire, as the sun slowly set and allowed the moon to take over. The blonde sighed and stroked the long scar on his face. 'This day sucks. I'm glad it's finally coming to an end...' Seifer thought in his mind. 'I wonder how Squall's doing? He probably doesn't even know Zell found out about our relationship...' Seifer walked to the big terrarium and kneeled before it. He knocked on the glass and watched the lazy gecko inside. He hadn't seen Squall after the lunch break. Seifer guessed the younger boy had gone home. 'Considering our past, Zell has every right to hate me... But why did he have to make Squall choose like that? And damn that Mike and his brainless pack of monkeys!' A frown made its way to Seifer's face as he remembered the threat Mike had made in the cafeteria.
"He'd better not touch Squall, or I'll kick his ass!" the blonde said out loud, balling his fists. He stood up and turned around when there was a knock on his door. "What is it now?" he growled, knowing it was either his dad or Laura.
"I just came to tell you that you goi going to be home alone for the weekend." Seifer's father spoke as he entered the room.
"Tell me something I don't know..." Seifer muttered. The fact that he was left home alone was nothing new to him. He eyed his father and blew a stubborn strand of hair from his forehead. Seifer's father was a middle- aged man with partly grey hair, slicked back just like his son's. He wore a black suit and was carrying a briefcase.
"I have a conference in Paris, and I'm taking Laura with me. You know how she loves to shop there..." Seifer said nothing as he walked to sit down on his bed. "Our plane leaves in an hour, so we need to hurry to the private airport. I want you to behave yourself. Don't even think of throwing any of those stupid parties you did last month! It cost me my collection of antique plates and- "
"Yeah, yeah!" Seifer growled, his father's reprimand annoying him. He stood up from the bed and walked to stand before the windows again, waiting for his father to leave the room.
"Well then, Seifer... I left some money on the kitchen counter. Have a nice weekend." the man said and turned to leave the room. "And remember to feed Jaws, and take good care of him! If anything bad were to happen to my precious, I'd be very angry." he added, sounding both concerned and menacing, then walked out and closed the door.
Seifer was frowning, his hands crossed over his chest. 'The damn dog's more important to you than I am!' he cursed in his mind, feeling somewhat hurt. However, a slight smirk spread to his lips as he realized he would have the whole house all to himself. The blonde spun around and grabbed his cell phone from his bed. He sat down and tapped Squall's number, hoping the younger boy would answer instead of his sister. After a long while, Seifer finally heard Squall's voice on the other end.
"Hello."
"Squall, it's me." Seifer spoke, sounding relieved.
There was a long silence before the younger boy spoke again. "Hi... I knew you'd call."
"Of course! Squall, we need to talk... You know, about Zell and stuff. Can you come over? I'm home alone for the weekend." the older boy asked, partly expecting for Squall to say no.
"O-Okay... I'll be there in 15 minutes. I can take the bus." the brunette boy informed, his answer surprising Seifer.
"Really? What about--what about Jaws?" Seifer had to ask.
"I don't care about the stupid dog! I just want to see you, Seifer." Squall said.
A wide smile spread to Seifer's face and he gave a nod. "I promise you won't even have to see it. I'll lock it in the basement or something! Just get your ass over here!" the blonde laughed and ended the call. Seifer was feeling happy. Squall was coming over and they would have the whole house for themselves. This almost made him forget about what had happened earlier at school.
Seifer led Squall upstairs and made him sit down on his bed. He eyed the younger boy. Squall looked a bit sad but also happy from seeing Seifer. The blonde came to sit with him and stroked Squall's soft hair, placing some of the loose strands behind the brunette's ear. Squall leaned against Seifer's side and closed his eyes. After a long moment of silence, the older boy finally spoke. "Zell knows about us now..."
Squall blinked his eyes open and leaned away from Seifer's touch. "Oh..." was all he said. Seifer watched him, trying to read the emotions showing on Squall's face.
'I guess he looks relieved...' the blonde thought in his mind, and hesitantly touched Squall's left thigh. The brunette blinked his eyes and met Seifer's green ones. The older boy realized Squall was afraid of losing the friendship he had with Zell, and gave him a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry. Zell will still be your friend, even if you had that fight today. He just needs some time to think--and also accept the fact that I'm--I'm your boyfriend." Seifer spoke, feeling pleased when he saw the uneasy look on Squall's face fade away.
"Yeah... I guess you're right." the younger boy agreed and slowly lay down on the wide bed. Seifer, still sitting on the edge, watched the brunette boy with affection written all over his face. Squall met his eyes and smiled lightly, waiting for Seifer to lie down as well. Instead of joining Squall, the blonde got up from the bed and walked to the light switch. The younger boy blinked his eyes as the room was filled with darkness, the only source of light being the terrarium.
"What are you doing, Seifer?" Squall asknd snd sat up on the bed. He watched as Seifer removed his sweatshirt while walking towards him, now half naked. Squall was suddenly feeling a little nervous, not knowing why. The older boy finally joined him on the bed and made Squall lie down. "Seifer? Wha-" the brunette began, but was silenced with a kiss on his lips. He could feel Seifer's tongue enter his mouth almost immediately and blinked his eyes, taken aback by the kiss.
Seifer lay on top of the younger boy and used his hands to remove Squall's shirt, ignoring the little struggling he received. He ended the kiss and lay beside Squall, absently stroking his brown strands of hair. The younger boy was about to cover his bare torso, but realized Seifer had turned the lights off to make him feel more comfortable, knowing Squall was shy and still had quite low self-esteem. The brunette decided to let his hands rest on his sides, instead of hiding his body.
"Thanks, Seifer..." Squall whispered, meeting Seifer's eyes in the dim lighting. The blonde gave him a smile and crept closer.
"You know, today when Zell made you choose in the cafeteria," Seifer began, his face now serious. "for a moment I was sure you'd choose him--and that would have been the end of us, you and me."
Squall moved closer, so that the tip of his nose touched Seifer's cheek. "Yeah, I know... I could see it from your face when I looked at you." The brunette spoke with his monotonous-sounding voice. "But I never even once thought about leaving you, even if I felt bad for Zell... I know he'll get over it."
Seifer felt a warm feeling rush through his body when he heard Squall's words. 'He really cares about me!' The blonde twined his arms around the younger boy's lean frame and pulled him against his own body. He brought his lips close to Squall's ear and whispered.
"I love you."
Squall blinked his eyes and it felt like his heart skipped a beat. He tightened his hold on Seifer's arm and repeated the words in his mind several times. 'I love you? He loves me? He loves me!' Then, a train of thought raced through Squall's mind and he suddenly remembered something. "Seifer? You've said that before, haven't you?" the brunette asked, his voice a bit quivering.
Seifer narrowed his eyes, not sure what Squall meant. Then he realized that the younger boy had finally guessed the meaning of his swedish phrase. The blonde gave a nod and turned to lie on his back. From the corner of his eye he watched as Squall sat up on the bed.
"Me, too, Seifer..." the brunette said, the shyness distinct in his voice. "Love you, too." Squall brought his knees up and twined his arms around himself, as if he was suddenly feeling cold. He could feel Seifer's hand touch his bare back and glanced at the older boy. Seifer moved to sit behind the brunette and watched him carefully.
"Squall... Do you think y-you're--ready to-" the older boy swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous. He found himself doing something he rarely did: blush. Seifer watched as Squall turned around to fully face him. He was glad the lighting in the room was dim, not wanting Squall to see his nervousness.
"Ready to do what, Seifer?" the brunette asked, and Seifer was sure Squall had never looked as innocent and fragile as he did rigth now. He was almost ashamed to finish his question. He cleared his throat, regaining some of his usual self-confidence.
"Do you think you're ready to sleep with me?" Seifer finally asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. The blonde felt his face grow hot, and was sure he was glowing, as he watched Squall's eyes go wide. The sudden silence in the room made Seifer feel uneasy and he almost wished he had never asked the question. 'I-I just thought now would be a good time... Squall knows how I feel for him and I know he loves me. But maybe--he's not ready after all. Maybe loving me has nothing to do with being ready...' Seifer blinked his eyes as Squall suddenly moved on the bed.
"O-okay..." came the younger boy's answer audibly, though a bit hesitantly. He could see the answer he gave was not the one Seifer had been expecting. It took a moment for the older boy to comprehend the fact that Squall was ready after all. When he finally realizsed this, he pulled Squall down on the bed with him to share a heated kiss. When they parted for air, Seifer leaned back a little and gazed into Squall's greyish eyes. He saw both fear and trust.
"I'll be gentle." Seifer promised and leaned down to kiss the brunette boy, this time slowly and gently. Squall answered the kiss and parted his lips, feeling Seifer's tongue slip against his own. He sighed as the older boy used his other hand to play with one of his nipples, causing it to harden. Squall used his own hands to get Seifer to lie on top of him, between his parted legs.
Seifeanedaned away from Squall's lips, and kissed his way down to nibble the brunette's neck and shoulder. Squall sighed and closed his eyes. The darkness in the room allowed him to relax completely. Squall wanted to pleasure Seifer as well, and brought his own hands down to the blonde's hips. He held them firmly as he began to rub his crotch against Seifer's, enjoying the friction.
"Good..." the older boy murmured, while using his tongue to lick at Squall's hardened nipples. This encouraged the brunette to quicken the pace of his hips, already feeling the awakening hardness.
Seifer parted from Squall's nipples and sat between the brunette's legs. He met Squall's eyes and gave the younger boy a reassuring smile. The fear in the brunette's eyes was fading and replaced with lust. Seifer smirked when he noted this, and brought his hands down on Squall's hips to unbutton his jeans. Without being asked, Squall lift his hips so Seifer could remove his now unbuttoned pants. Squall was silent and watched as the older boy threw the garment somewhere out of sight. To remove his own jeans, Seifer had to stand up from the bed. He stepped out of his pants and watched Squall, who now lay on his bed, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. A pleased smirk spread on the older boy's lips as he noted the apparent hardness between Squall's legs.
Squall felt his face grow hot when he noticed Seifer was watching him. He blinked his eyes nervously, feeling a bit uneasy, just being watched like that. "Seifer? S-something wrong with me?" the brunette asked, and nervously swept his hair from his face. Seifer returned and kneeled between the younger boy's legs, then leaned closer and kissed Squall's earlobe.
"Nothing. You're perfect." the blonde whispered in Squall's ear, brining a low snicker from the brunette's lips.
"Tickles..." Squall murmured and moved his ear away from Seifer's lips. The silent titter was replaced with a pleasure-filled sigh, when Squall suddenly felt the older boy's hand slip inside his underwear.
"Nnnh..." Squall's eyes fluttered close as he felt Seifer's fingers twine around his now stiff member and pull it out from under the remaining garment. He gripped the bed sheets as Seifer began to slowly, but firmly caress his erection, with each stroke making it harder.
Seifer listened to the low moans and shallow breathing the boy beneath him produced. With his other hand the blonde pulled out his own erection, before taking Squall's hardened cock in his mouth, giving the boy no warning before doing so. A high-pitched cry escaped from the brunette's lips and his eyes flew open. His back arched slightly as the moist and warm mouth enveloped his now throbbing hardness. "Seifer..." Squall hissed, trying to thrust his hips into the warm suction, unable to do so, for Seifer was holding him firmly by his hips. Squall gripped the older boy's shoulders with both hands, his hips now making a wave-like movement, achieving a mutual pace with Seifer.
As the older boy kept pleasuring Squall, he leaned against his other hand, while using the other to stroke himself to full hardness. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut as pleasure raced through his body, and centred in his groin. The hard erection in his mouth was beating in rhythm with Squall's heart. Seifer guessed the brunette wouldn't last long and withdrew his mouth. He sat up between Squall's legs and smirked at the disappointed look on the younger boy's f
"Not yet, Squall." Seifer whispered and used his hands to part Squall's legs as much as possible. The frown on Squall's face was fading away and replaced with fear again. He watched as the other boy seemed to remember something and quickly made his way to his desk. Seifer rummaged through his drawers and returned with a small pack of lotion.
"I got this the other day..." the blonde explained as he crawled back into the bed.
"You had this planned?" Squall asked, watching Seifer suddenly lower his face, trying to hide the ashamed look.
"N-no... well, yes, but I was gonna wait till you'd be ready, too!" the older boy stammered, looking a bit erassrassed. Squall noticed this and gave Seifer an approving smile, then went serious again. He watched as the blonde spread some of the lotion on his fingers and parted Squall's legs again.
"It's gonna hurt, isn't it?" the brunette asked, trying to sound like he wasn't afraid at all. Seifer met his eyes and gave a nod.
"Yeah, it probably will, no matter how careful I'll be. But I'm sure it's gonna feel good, too..." the older boy assured and slowly brought his right hand between Squall's legs. He kept watching the expression on the brunette's face as he slid one finger in.
"Nhh..." Squall narrowed his eyes, the feeling of Seifer's finger inside him odd, but not that painful, at least not yet.
Seifer withdrew the finger and slowly pushed it in again. "How do you feel?" he asked, sounding a bit concerned.
Squall took a moment before he answered, the finger moving inside him still feeling a bit odd. "I'm fine... Just continue."
Seifer did so and kept moving the finger inside the younger boy, his eyes fixed on Squall's face. After a moment, the blonde decided to add a second finger. This made Squall moan slightly from the pain he was now feeling. Seifer waited before he moved his fingers again. When the uneasy look on Squall's face began to fade, the blonde reckoned he could move his fingers a bit faster. As he stretched Squall, he used his other hand to stroke the boy's weeping erection.
Squall sighed, the stroking hand bringing him pleasure again. The fingers moving inside him didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, and Squall was actually beginning to enjoy them. He closed his eyes moaned silently as Seifer continued to give him double pleasure.
Seifer was enjoying the reaction he got from Squall, the brunette's moans turning him on, causing his cock to stir again. He felt the urge to touch his needy erection, wanting to ease the pressure he felt in his groin, but both his hands were taken.
"S-Squall... Do you--wanna be on your back when we do it?" Seifer asked, starting to feel the urge to ram all of his hardness inside the younger boy, even if he knew he was gonna have to be gentle. Squall was about to give his answer, but instead, squeezed the bed sheets tightly and arched his back, a shaky moan escaping his lips. Seifer had touched something deep inside him and it felt heavenly. The older boy blinked his eyes, his fingers stopping all their movement, thinking he had hurt Squall. The smile on the brunette's face however told him otherwise.
"Seifer! That felt like... ah!" Squall cried again, as Seifer moved his two fingers inside him, brushing the same spot. The older boy smiled and decided to take the next step.
"Squall, are you ready? I wanna be inside you already..." the blonde informed and withdrew his fingers. Squall frowned at the loss, but then realized now came the part that would hurt. He swallowed his nervousness and gave an almost unnoticeable nod. He parted his legs more and allowed Seifer to take his position. The blonde used his other hand to lift Squall's hips and pulled him closer to his lap. Before proceeding, he picked up the lotion and used it on his rock-hard member, moaning from the feel of his own fingers.
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Squall was watching Seifer, forcing himself to relax. 'He won't hurt me.' The brunette smiled nervously as Seifer leaned down to kiss his cheek. "I'm ready." Squall whispered and closed his eyes, squeezing Seifer's shoulders tightly with both hands.
"Okay." the older boy replied and with his left hand, pressed the tip of his cock to Squall's opening. As he slowly pushed in, past the tight rim of muscle, he felt Squall's hands drop down from his shoulders, but heard no cry. The younger boy's lips were parted, his eyes wide, but no voice came out. Seifer was still and watched how the brunette's eyes slowly began to fill with tears, but still no sound came from his parted lips. Seifer could see the younger boy was in great pain, and pressed his cheek against Squall's.
"I'm sorry it hurts, Squall." he whispered and finally decided to move. As he pulled out and slid in again, Squall finally let out a small whimper. The brunette blinked his eyes, causing some tears to run down his cheek. It hurt. It felt like he was burning as Seifer kept moving inside him, even if he did it slowly and gently. For a long time, Squall kept trembling, the pain being almost too much for him to bear. His breathing was shallow and he was unable to move, feeling paralysed. Squall could tell that Seifer was enjoying being inside him, the older boy's low moans sounding in his ears. Squall was starting to hope it would all be over soon, but then Seifer brushed that spot again and pleasure went racing through the brunette's body, causing him to see white stars.
Squall moaned, arching his back. For a moment, pain and pleasure mixed and Squall blinked his eyes. He gripped Seifer's shoulders, waiting for the older boy to thrust in again. As Seifer did so, another wave of pleasure filled Squall's every nerve, his body jerking under Seifer's.
"Squall--mmmh--you feel so good..." the older boy groaned, nibbling Squall's jaw as he kept thrusting in with a steady pace. The warm tightness around his cock felt like a little piece of heaven. The blonde leaned back and sat up on his knees, gripping Squall's hips firmly. Seifer could tell the younger boy wasn't in so much pain anymore. Squall was biting his lower lip, his eyes now closed, soft moans sounding from his throat. As Seifer kept thrusting, he glanced down at the brunette's neglected member and twined his fingers around it.
Squall's eyes flew open as Seifer jerked him off. He moaned the older boy's name, unable to last much longer. Almost with every thrust, Seifer nailed Squall's prostate, making the boy moan louder and louder, as he drew near his release. Seifer felt wetness cover his hand and quickened both the pace of his hand and his now powerful thrusts. The blonde's breathing was ragged and sweat glistened on his skin, causing some of the loose strands to cling on his forehead. He gazed into Squall's half-lidded eyes, seeing the younger boy was about to reach his release. Seifer himself managed one more thrust and then he was coming. He pulled himself out from Squall's channel and groaned as he emptied himself on the brunette's chest, his hand still stroking Squall's twitching member. Seifer didn't even have time to catch his breath when the younger boy suddenly cried his name and arched his back, wetting Seifer's trembling hand with his hot release. The blonde felt exhausted and let himself collapse on top of Squall's smaller frame, then rolled to lie on his back, next to the other boy.
"Squall, you okay?" Seifer asked and met Squall's weary eyes. The brunette gave a weak smile and nuzzled against Seifer's damp chest.
"I am." he answered with a yawn, his eyes closing almost involuntarily. Seifer sighed and sank his fingers in Squall's long, damp strands.
"Good."
-To be continued-
Author: Yorda
Summary:AU fic, takes place in a normal senior high. Squall's the bullied one, and Seifer the popular one. A story about
the two of them forming a relationship of some sort ^_^
Rated: NC-17
Warning: yaoi, AU, OOC, fluff, smutty sex
Couple: Seifer/Squall
Diclaimer: Sadly none of the characters of FF8 are mine, but belong to Squaresoft
Status: Complete
Chapter 16
Zell put his tray on the table and sat down opposite to Squall, who was already eating his own lunch. The blonde boy eyed his meal and frowned. tha that supposed to be pudding?! Looks more like someone's vomit..." he complained. Squall just shrugged and kept eating. Zell did the same, as his eyes wandered around the full cafeteria. He and Squall were sitting at the 'table of geeks'. Some of them couldn't abandon their math books even during the lunch break. Zell glanced at Squall and noticed his friend was looking at something with a dreamy look on his face. The blonde followed Squall's gaze and frowned when he saw Seifer Almasy. The older boy was once again sitting alone at a nearby table. He didn't meet Squall's eyes, and was watching his former friends, all surrounded by pretty cheerleaders. Even after two weeks of being 'friends' with Seifer, Zell still couldn't stand him. He didn't trust the older boy, and was sure the guy was up to something.
"I don't get it. Almasy is supposed to be our pal now, but he doesn't even join us during the lunch break. I bet he just doesn't want to be seen with a bunch of geeks! He's probably hoping the other jocks will take him back to their stupid little gang, so that he can continue to torment us..." Zell muttered to himself. Squall turned his face in Zell's direction, his brows drawn together in irritation.
"That's not true!" the brunette hissed, narrowing his greyish eyes. "Why the hell can't you just accept the fact that he's changed?! Why do you always have to think the worst of him?" Squall pushed his tray aside and got up, a sudden rush of anger rising inside him. Zell blinked his eyes, looking dumbfounded. "I knew this wouldn't work... You're not even trying to get along with him..." Squall spoke with a low voice, the tone somewhat accusing. He knew he was getting angry maybe a bit too easily, but he just couldn't stand the fact that Zell was affronting Seifer.
Zell frowned and got up as well. He knew they were once again going to have a fight. Ever since Zell was forced to become friends with the guy who he hated as much as the other jocks, he and Squall had been getting into fights with each other, the cause always being Seifer Almasy.
"Oh, so now I'm the only one causing trouble here?! Is that what you're saying, Squall!?" the blonde boy exclaimed, his quick temper rising. Squall said nothing but kept glaring at his friend. Both of them failed to notice that most of the cafeteria had gone silent, and they were standing in the spotlight. Students were watching them, including Seifer.
"I don't get you, Squall! I'm your best friend! And now you're always siding with Almasy!" Zell spoke, anger making his voice quiver. "Why do you believe he's changed? I know he hasn't... why can't you see it?!"
Squall was torn apart by different feelings, and this was starting to show on his face as he watched his friend. The brunette felt both sad and angry, failing to make Zell understand that Seifer truly had changed. Squall hated the fact that he and Zell were always fighting nowadays. And he hated the fact that the cause was always Seifer. Squall sighed, feeling like he was standing in the cross-fire of his feelings. "Zell..." he whispered, tired of the constant fighting. The blonde boy, however, wasn't ready to settle yet. His face took and angry look as he glared at the brunette boy standing in front of him.
"Choose." Zell said, sounding determined. Squall blinked his eyes in disbelief.
"W-what..?!" he stammered.
At the nearby table, Seifer was holding his breath, slowly getting up from his seat as he watched the two younger boys.
'Zell's gonna make Squall choose, between him and me?! What's he thinking?' The blonde swallowed nervously, his eyes fixed on Squall, fearing the brunette's answer. Seifer failed to notice the malicious looks he was receiving from Mike and his gang of bullies, sitting at the near by table.
"Zell... I-I can't do that!" Squall exclaimed, both disbelief and confusion showing on his face, as he neared Zell. The blonde boy, however, looked determined.
"You have to! Things are wrong! I know you can see it, Squall! We're always fighting nowadays, and you know the cause as well as I do." Zell informed, meeting Squall's now desperate eyes. The brunette was speechless.
'I--I have to choose? But it's not fair... Zell's my best friend, and Seifer is my...' Squall met Zell's eyes, then hesitantly let his gaze wander to Seifer's direction. The older boy was staring at him, the look on his face both fearful and expectant. The brunette met Zell's eyes again, an apologetic look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Zell--but if you're really making me choose--then..."
Zell's eyes widened as he realized what Squall's decision would be. He had been sure Squall would choose him, and found it impossible to understand why the brunette wasn't doing so. "What!? Y-you're choosing Almasy over me!?" Zell cried out, blinking his eyes in disbelief. "W-why?"
Squall lowered his face, unable to meet his friend's eyes. Zell repeated his question and Squall swallowed before giving his answer. "Because... I..." the brunette whispered.
"Because what!? Squall!" Zell demanded, looking agitated.
Squall couldn't finish his sentence, and stormed out of the cafeteria, leaving both Zell and Seifer standing there, dumbfounded. Zell blinked his eyes, feeling like he was in some weird dream, like none of it was real. WSquaSquall's exit, the room began to fill with whispers. Zell looked around and finally realized half of the cafeteria was staring at either him or Seifer. He turned to face the older boy and watched as Seifer walked toward him. Zell tried to get angry but failed. He was too upset.
"Why did you make him choose? You can't hate me that much." Seifer finally asked with a low voice. Zwas was silent, the look on his face now regretful and confused. Seifer never got an answer. Zell looked down at Squall's tray, then once again met Seifer's eyes.
"Why didn't he choose me?" the younger boy asked himself. He watched Seifer with narrowed eyes, trying to figure out what was going on between Squall and the older boy. Seifer was silent, but the sudden frown on Zell's face told him the younger boy had finally realized what the truth was. "Y-you're his-" Zell began, but closed his mouth when he felt a hand push him aside.
"Disgusting, Almasy!" Mike growled and came to stand before Seifer, the rest of the jocks surrounding them.
Seifer rolled his eyes and sighed. 'Oh great... This is all we needed to make the day perfectly disastrous...'
Zell looked around them, realizing they were surrounded, a feeling of insecurity filling his heart.
"What do you want?" Seifer sighed, looking at Mike, his green eyes narrowed.
"I can't believe you! Can you, Brad?" Mike asked, turning to look at one of the bullies standing next to him. Brad guffawed something in answer. "You've hit the bottom, Almasy. Spending time with loser geeks like this one right here!" Mike jeered and turned to look at Zell, gripping the younger boy by the collar of his sweatshirt.
"Let him go!" Seifer growled, taking a step towards Mike who was still holding Zell in his grip. The bully let out a cruel laugh but began to cough when Seifer was suddenly holding him tightly by his throat. "I said let go, Mike." the tall blonde repeated his order, sounding menacing. Mike blinked his eyes in disbelief, having a hard time breathing in Seifer's death-grip. Reluctantly he let go of Zell, and the hand around his throat loosened.
"T-thanks..." Zell whispered, almosableable to believe that Seifer had just stood up for him.
The hand now gone, Mike immediately gave an order for his gang to attack Seifer. Zell took the opportunity to escape and ran out of the cafeteria as fast as he could, leaving Seifer to face the bullies alone. The room was filling with the sounds of students cheering and seeking for a good fight. However, a whistle was blown before any of the jocks had the chance to even touch Seifer.
"Would someone kindly tell me what the hell is going on here!?" The bass voice of Headmaster Law silenced the whole cafeteria. The jocks withdrew as the headmaster entered the scene. "Well? Who has the nerve to disturb my coffee break?" The headmaster came to stand before Mike and Seifer and eyed them, looking angry. "Almasy? Nixon?"
Both Seifer and Mike were silent. Seifer's eyes were fixed on his shoes, and Mike was staring at the ceiling, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"Well, I want explanations! Cat caught your tongue?" the headmaster demanded, getting no answer. He sighed and crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Fine. Both Almasy and Nixon get detention for breaking the school rules, and for disturbing the Headmaster's coffee break."
"But that's not fair! I didn't-" Mike began, as the Headmaster was already walking away.
"Two hours for Nixon." he informed and left the room.
"Fuck!!" Mike cursed and kicked the nearest chair, causing it to fall over. He turned to face Seifer, giving him a menacing look. "Almasy! I swear I'm gonna get you for this! One way or another... you fucking traitor! I can't believe you were once one of us!" he hissed and gave Seifer a meaningful look, then snapped his fingers to inform his gang it was time to leave.
'Neither can I...' Seifer thought in his mind as he watched the retreating backs of his former friend's.
Seifer was looking out of the huge windows of his room. The sky looked like it was on fire, as the sun slowly set and allowed the moon to take over. The blonde sighed and stroked the long scar on his face. 'This day sucks. I'm glad it's finally coming to an end...' Seifer thought in his mind. 'I wonder how Squall's doing? He probably doesn't even know Zell found out about our relationship...' Seifer walked to the big terrarium and kneeled before it. He knocked on the glass and watched the lazy gecko inside. He hadn't seen Squall after the lunch break. Seifer guessed the younger boy had gone home. 'Considering our past, Zell has every right to hate me... But why did he have to make Squall choose like that? And damn that Mike and his brainless pack of monkeys!' A frown made its way to Seifer's face as he remembered the threat Mike had made in the cafeteria.
"He'd better not touch Squall, or I'll kick his ass!" the blonde said out loud, balling his fists. He stood up and turned around when there was a knock on his door. "What is it now?" he growled, knowing it was either his dad or Laura.
"I just came to tell you that you goi going to be home alone for the weekend." Seifer's father spoke as he entered the room.
"Tell me something I don't know..." Seifer muttered. The fact that he was left home alone was nothing new to him. He eyed his father and blew a stubborn strand of hair from his forehead. Seifer's father was a middle- aged man with partly grey hair, slicked back just like his son's. He wore a black suit and was carrying a briefcase.
"I have a conference in Paris, and I'm taking Laura with me. You know how she loves to shop there..." Seifer said nothing as he walked to sit down on his bed. "Our plane leaves in an hour, so we need to hurry to the private airport. I want you to behave yourself. Don't even think of throwing any of those stupid parties you did last month! It cost me my collection of antique plates and- "
"Yeah, yeah!" Seifer growled, his father's reprimand annoying him. He stood up from the bed and walked to stand before the windows again, waiting for his father to leave the room.
"Well then, Seifer... I left some money on the kitchen counter. Have a nice weekend." the man said and turned to leave the room. "And remember to feed Jaws, and take good care of him! If anything bad were to happen to my precious, I'd be very angry." he added, sounding both concerned and menacing, then walked out and closed the door.
Seifer was frowning, his hands crossed over his chest. 'The damn dog's more important to you than I am!' he cursed in his mind, feeling somewhat hurt. However, a slight smirk spread to his lips as he realized he would have the whole house all to himself. The blonde spun around and grabbed his cell phone from his bed. He sat down and tapped Squall's number, hoping the younger boy would answer instead of his sister. After a long while, Seifer finally heard Squall's voice on the other end.
"Hello."
"Squall, it's me." Seifer spoke, sounding relieved.
There was a long silence before the younger boy spoke again. "Hi... I knew you'd call."
"Of course! Squall, we need to talk... You know, about Zell and stuff. Can you come over? I'm home alone for the weekend." the older boy asked, partly expecting for Squall to say no.
"O-Okay... I'll be there in 15 minutes. I can take the bus." the brunette boy informed, his answer surprising Seifer.
"Really? What about--what about Jaws?" Seifer had to ask.
"I don't care about the stupid dog! I just want to see you, Seifer." Squall said.
A wide smile spread to Seifer's face and he gave a nod. "I promise you won't even have to see it. I'll lock it in the basement or something! Just get your ass over here!" the blonde laughed and ended the call. Seifer was feeling happy. Squall was coming over and they would have the whole house for themselves. This almost made him forget about what had happened earlier at school.
Seifer led Squall upstairs and made him sit down on his bed. He eyed the younger boy. Squall looked a bit sad but also happy from seeing Seifer. The blonde came to sit with him and stroked Squall's soft hair, placing some of the loose strands behind the brunette's ear. Squall leaned against Seifer's side and closed his eyes. After a long moment of silence, the older boy finally spoke. "Zell knows about us now..."
Squall blinked his eyes open and leaned away from Seifer's touch. "Oh..." was all he said. Seifer watched him, trying to read the emotions showing on Squall's face.
'I guess he looks relieved...' the blonde thought in his mind, and hesitantly touched Squall's left thigh. The brunette blinked his eyes and met Seifer's green ones. The older boy realized Squall was afraid of losing the friendship he had with Zell, and gave him a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry. Zell will still be your friend, even if you had that fight today. He just needs some time to think--and also accept the fact that I'm--I'm your boyfriend." Seifer spoke, feeling pleased when he saw the uneasy look on Squall's face fade away.
"Yeah... I guess you're right." the younger boy agreed and slowly lay down on the wide bed. Seifer, still sitting on the edge, watched the brunette boy with affection written all over his face. Squall met his eyes and smiled lightly, waiting for Seifer to lie down as well. Instead of joining Squall, the blonde got up from the bed and walked to the light switch. The younger boy blinked his eyes as the room was filled with darkness, the only source of light being the terrarium.
"What are you doing, Seifer?" Squall asknd snd sat up on the bed. He watched as Seifer removed his sweatshirt while walking towards him, now half naked. Squall was suddenly feeling a little nervous, not knowing why. The older boy finally joined him on the bed and made Squall lie down. "Seifer? Wha-" the brunette began, but was silenced with a kiss on his lips. He could feel Seifer's tongue enter his mouth almost immediately and blinked his eyes, taken aback by the kiss.
Seifer lay on top of the younger boy and used his hands to remove Squall's shirt, ignoring the little struggling he received. He ended the kiss and lay beside Squall, absently stroking his brown strands of hair. The younger boy was about to cover his bare torso, but realized Seifer had turned the lights off to make him feel more comfortable, knowing Squall was shy and still had quite low self-esteem. The brunette decided to let his hands rest on his sides, instead of hiding his body.
"Thanks, Seifer..." Squall whispered, meeting Seifer's eyes in the dim lighting. The blonde gave him a smile and crept closer.
"You know, today when Zell made you choose in the cafeteria," Seifer began, his face now serious. "for a moment I was sure you'd choose him--and that would have been the end of us, you and me."
Squall moved closer, so that the tip of his nose touched Seifer's cheek. "Yeah, I know... I could see it from your face when I looked at you." The brunette spoke with his monotonous-sounding voice. "But I never even once thought about leaving you, even if I felt bad for Zell... I know he'll get over it."
Seifer felt a warm feeling rush through his body when he heard Squall's words. 'He really cares about me!' The blonde twined his arms around the younger boy's lean frame and pulled him against his own body. He brought his lips close to Squall's ear and whispered.
"I love you."
Squall blinked his eyes and it felt like his heart skipped a beat. He tightened his hold on Seifer's arm and repeated the words in his mind several times. 'I love you? He loves me? He loves me!' Then, a train of thought raced through Squall's mind and he suddenly remembered something. "Seifer? You've said that before, haven't you?" the brunette asked, his voice a bit quivering.
Seifer narrowed his eyes, not sure what Squall meant. Then he realized that the younger boy had finally guessed the meaning of his swedish phrase. The blonde gave a nod and turned to lie on his back. From the corner of his eye he watched as Squall sat up on the bed.
"Me, too, Seifer..." the brunette said, the shyness distinct in his voice. "Love you, too." Squall brought his knees up and twined his arms around himself, as if he was suddenly feeling cold. He could feel Seifer's hand touch his bare back and glanced at the older boy. Seifer moved to sit behind the brunette and watched him carefully.
"Squall... Do you think y-you're--ready to-" the older boy swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous. He found himself doing something he rarely did: blush. Seifer watched as Squall turned around to fully face him. He was glad the lighting in the room was dim, not wanting Squall to see his nervousness.
"Ready to do what, Seifer?" the brunette asked, and Seifer was sure Squall had never looked as innocent and fragile as he did rigth now. He was almost ashamed to finish his question. He cleared his throat, regaining some of his usual self-confidence.
"Do you think you're ready to sleep with me?" Seifer finally asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. The blonde felt his face grow hot, and was sure he was glowing, as he watched Squall's eyes go wide. The sudden silence in the room made Seifer feel uneasy and he almost wished he had never asked the question. 'I-I just thought now would be a good time... Squall knows how I feel for him and I know he loves me. But maybe--he's not ready after all. Maybe loving me has nothing to do with being ready...' Seifer blinked his eyes as Squall suddenly moved on the bed.
"O-okay..." came the younger boy's answer audibly, though a bit hesitantly. He could see the answer he gave was not the one Seifer had been expecting. It took a moment for the older boy to comprehend the fact that Squall was ready after all. When he finally realizsed this, he pulled Squall down on the bed with him to share a heated kiss. When they parted for air, Seifer leaned back a little and gazed into Squall's greyish eyes. He saw both fear and trust.
"I'll be gentle." Seifer promised and leaned down to kiss the brunette boy, this time slowly and gently. Squall answered the kiss and parted his lips, feeling Seifer's tongue slip against his own. He sighed as the older boy used his other hand to play with one of his nipples, causing it to harden. Squall used his own hands to get Seifer to lie on top of him, between his parted legs.
Seifeanedaned away from Squall's lips, and kissed his way down to nibble the brunette's neck and shoulder. Squall sighed and closed his eyes. The darkness in the room allowed him to relax completely. Squall wanted to pleasure Seifer as well, and brought his own hands down to the blonde's hips. He held them firmly as he began to rub his crotch against Seifer's, enjoying the friction.
"Good..." the older boy murmured, while using his tongue to lick at Squall's hardened nipples. This encouraged the brunette to quicken the pace of his hips, already feeling the awakening hardness.
Seifer parted from Squall's nipples and sat between the brunette's legs. He met Squall's eyes and gave the younger boy a reassuring smile. The fear in the brunette's eyes was fading and replaced with lust. Seifer smirked when he noted this, and brought his hands down on Squall's hips to unbutton his jeans. Without being asked, Squall lift his hips so Seifer could remove his now unbuttoned pants. Squall was silent and watched as the older boy threw the garment somewhere out of sight. To remove his own jeans, Seifer had to stand up from the bed. He stepped out of his pants and watched Squall, who now lay on his bed, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. A pleased smirk spread on the older boy's lips as he noted the apparent hardness between Squall's legs.
Squall felt his face grow hot when he noticed Seifer was watching him. He blinked his eyes nervously, feeling a bit uneasy, just being watched like that. "Seifer? S-something wrong with me?" the brunette asked, and nervously swept his hair from his face. Seifer returned and kneeled between the younger boy's legs, then leaned closer and kissed Squall's earlobe.
"Nothing. You're perfect." the blonde whispered in Squall's ear, brining a low snicker from the brunette's lips.
"Tickles..." Squall murmured and moved his ear away from Seifer's lips. The silent titter was replaced with a pleasure-filled sigh, when Squall suddenly felt the older boy's hand slip inside his underwear.
"Nnnh..." Squall's eyes fluttered close as he felt Seifer's fingers twine around his now stiff member and pull it out from under the remaining garment. He gripped the bed sheets as Seifer began to slowly, but firmly caress his erection, with each stroke making it harder.
Seifer listened to the low moans and shallow breathing the boy beneath him produced. With his other hand the blonde pulled out his own erection, before taking Squall's hardened cock in his mouth, giving the boy no warning before doing so. A high-pitched cry escaped from the brunette's lips and his eyes flew open. His back arched slightly as the moist and warm mouth enveloped his now throbbing hardness. "Seifer..." Squall hissed, trying to thrust his hips into the warm suction, unable to do so, for Seifer was holding him firmly by his hips. Squall gripped the older boy's shoulders with both hands, his hips now making a wave-like movement, achieving a mutual pace with Seifer.
As the older boy kept pleasuring Squall, he leaned against his other hand, while using the other to stroke himself to full hardness. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut as pleasure raced through his body, and centred in his groin. The hard erection in his mouth was beating in rhythm with Squall's heart. Seifer guessed the brunette wouldn't last long and withdrew his mouth. He sat up between Squall's legs and smirked at the disappointed look on the younger boy's f
"Not yet, Squall." Seifer whispered and used his hands to part Squall's legs as much as possible. The frown on Squall's face was fading away and replaced with fear again. He watched as the other boy seemed to remember something and quickly made his way to his desk. Seifer rummaged through his drawers and returned with a small pack of lotion.
"I got this the other day..." the blonde explained as he crawled back into the bed.
"You had this planned?" Squall asked, watching Seifer suddenly lower his face, trying to hide the ashamed look.
"N-no... well, yes, but I was gonna wait till you'd be ready, too!" the older boy stammered, looking a bit erassrassed. Squall noticed this and gave Seifer an approving smile, then went serious again. He watched as the blonde spread some of the lotion on his fingers and parted Squall's legs again.
"It's gonna hurt, isn't it?" the brunette asked, trying to sound like he wasn't afraid at all. Seifer met his eyes and gave a nod.
"Yeah, it probably will, no matter how careful I'll be. But I'm sure it's gonna feel good, too..." the older boy assured and slowly brought his right hand between Squall's legs. He kept watching the expression on the brunette's face as he slid one finger in.
"Nhh..." Squall narrowed his eyes, the feeling of Seifer's finger inside him odd, but not that painful, at least not yet.
Seifer withdrew the finger and slowly pushed it in again. "How do you feel?" he asked, sounding a bit concerned.
Squall took a moment before he answered, the finger moving inside him still feeling a bit odd. "I'm fine... Just continue."
Seifer did so and kept moving the finger inside the younger boy, his eyes fixed on Squall's face. After a moment, the blonde decided to add a second finger. This made Squall moan slightly from the pain he was now feeling. Seifer waited before he moved his fingers again. When the uneasy look on Squall's face began to fade, the blonde reckoned he could move his fingers a bit faster. As he stretched Squall, he used his other hand to stroke the boy's weeping erection.
Squall sighed, the stroking hand bringing him pleasure again. The fingers moving inside him didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, and Squall was actually beginning to enjoy them. He closed his eyes moaned silently as Seifer continued to give him double pleasure.
Seifer was enjoying the reaction he got from Squall, the brunette's moans turning him on, causing his cock to stir again. He felt the urge to touch his needy erection, wanting to ease the pressure he felt in his groin, but both his hands were taken.
"S-Squall... Do you--wanna be on your back when we do it?" Seifer asked, starting to feel the urge to ram all of his hardness inside the younger boy, even if he knew he was gonna have to be gentle. Squall was about to give his answer, but instead, squeezed the bed sheets tightly and arched his back, a shaky moan escaping his lips. Seifer had touched something deep inside him and it felt heavenly. The older boy blinked his eyes, his fingers stopping all their movement, thinking he had hurt Squall. The smile on the brunette's face however told him otherwise.
"Seifer! That felt like... ah!" Squall cried again, as Seifer moved his two fingers inside him, brushing the same spot. The older boy smiled and decided to take the next step.
"Squall, are you ready? I wanna be inside you already..." the blonde informed and withdrew his fingers. Squall frowned at the loss, but then realized now came the part that would hurt. He swallowed his nervousness and gave an almost unnoticeable nod. He parted his legs more and allowed Seifer to take his position. The blonde used his other hand to lift Squall's hips and pulled him closer to his lap. Before proceeding, he picked up the lotion and used it on his rock-hard member, moaning from the feel of his own fingers.
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Squall was watching Seifer, forcing himself to relax. 'He won't hurt me.' The brunette smiled nervously as Seifer leaned down to kiss his cheek. "I'm ready." Squall whispered and closed his eyes, squeezing Seifer's shoulders tightly with both hands.
"Okay." the older boy replied and with his left hand, pressed the tip of his cock to Squall's opening. As he slowly pushed in, past the tight rim of muscle, he felt Squall's hands drop down from his shoulders, but heard no cry. The younger boy's lips were parted, his eyes wide, but no voice came out. Seifer was still and watched how the brunette's eyes slowly began to fill with tears, but still no sound came from his parted lips. Seifer could see the younger boy was in great pain, and pressed his cheek against Squall's.
"I'm sorry it hurts, Squall." he whispered and finally decided to move. As he pulled out and slid in again, Squall finally let out a small whimper. The brunette blinked his eyes, causing some tears to run down his cheek. It hurt. It felt like he was burning as Seifer kept moving inside him, even if he did it slowly and gently. For a long time, Squall kept trembling, the pain being almost too much for him to bear. His breathing was shallow and he was unable to move, feeling paralysed. Squall could tell that Seifer was enjoying being inside him, the older boy's low moans sounding in his ears. Squall was starting to hope it would all be over soon, but then Seifer brushed that spot again and pleasure went racing through the brunette's body, causing him to see white stars.
Squall moaned, arching his back. For a moment, pain and pleasure mixed and Squall blinked his eyes. He gripped Seifer's shoulders, waiting for the older boy to thrust in again. As Seifer did so, another wave of pleasure filled Squall's every nerve, his body jerking under Seifer's.
"Squall--mmmh--you feel so good..." the older boy groaned, nibbling Squall's jaw as he kept thrusting in with a steady pace. The warm tightness around his cock felt like a little piece of heaven. The blonde leaned back and sat up on his knees, gripping Squall's hips firmly. Seifer could tell the younger boy wasn't in so much pain anymore. Squall was biting his lower lip, his eyes now closed, soft moans sounding from his throat. As Seifer kept thrusting, he glanced down at the brunette's neglected member and twined his fingers around it.
Squall's eyes flew open as Seifer jerked him off. He moaned the older boy's name, unable to last much longer. Almost with every thrust, Seifer nailed Squall's prostate, making the boy moan louder and louder, as he drew near his release. Seifer felt wetness cover his hand and quickened both the pace of his hand and his now powerful thrusts. The blonde's breathing was ragged and sweat glistened on his skin, causing some of the loose strands to cling on his forehead. He gazed into Squall's half-lidded eyes, seeing the younger boy was about to reach his release. Seifer himself managed one more thrust and then he was coming. He pulled himself out from Squall's channel and groaned as he emptied himself on the brunette's chest, his hand still stroking Squall's twitching member. Seifer didn't even have time to catch his breath when the younger boy suddenly cried his name and arched his back, wetting Seifer's trembling hand with his hot release. The blonde felt exhausted and let himself collapse on top of Squall's smaller frame, then rolled to lie on his back, next to the other boy.
"Squall, you okay?" Seifer asked and met Squall's weary eyes. The brunette gave a weak smile and nuzzled against Seifer's damp chest.
"I am." he answered with a yawn, his eyes closing almost involuntarily. Seifer sighed and sank his fingers in Squall's long, damp strands.
"Good."
-To be continued-