Lovers Trust

Pairing: SxS
Warnings: Smutty yaoi. H/c
Beta: Yami990
Notes: Ehh… well you know what a long chapter means? SxS banging!


2

[Irvine]
The big blond looked like the thunder himself. Obviously he was oblivious about everyone that jumped out of his way in self-protection. He just charged forth with that look “I’m pissed and I’m not at home.” Irvine sighed and pushed his hat lower on his head before he started walking in the track that would stop in a front collision with the walking thunder. The problem was that even if they where almost at the same height, Seifer had just that much more weight. So when they collided it was he that bumped off, even if he had been waiting for it.
“Hey! Watch yourself, dumbass!” Seifer snarled and Irvine tilted his hat back. Seifer got that look of recognition whish did not alter his mood. Grumbling he just walked around Irvine.
“Hey, hold up Seifer.” He called and sort of jogged up with the fast blond.
“Ya wanna talk?” He wondered and green eyes glared down at him. Irvine just blinked. Even if Seifer could be scary Irvine had meet things that made the blond look like a harmless puppy. A furious Squall, for an example. Seifer only continued to walk and Irvine followed him out from B. Garden. Outside in the sun and advancing to the sea Irvine hoisted Exeter over his shoulder.
“You two been fighting again?” He wondered and Seifer muttered something.
“How’d ya know?” He growled and Irvine smiled.

“It’s a difference when you’re angry at just something or at Squall.” He answered and Seifer sighed in defeat.
“I don’t know what I do wrong. I think you choose the wrong guy for this.” Seifer explained and Irvine didn’t even blink. So, he had set the two up, so what? It wasn’t the first time Seifer had come whining to him about not being able to handle the complicated brunette. But even so they had been together for three months already. And from Irvine’s view Squall had improved significant. Seifer had done what not even Irvine And Selphie together had reached. Just because they weren’t the right for it. Seifer drew a breath as to say something but the let it go again. Then he took courage again.
“Do you think it’s okay to hurt the one you love if the one wants it?” He wondered very low and soft, as if he didn’t dare ask it out aloud. This was the reason Selphie and he hadn’t been able to get to Squall.

He didn’t answer direct. It was still a tricky question. They sat down at the sea cliff leading down to the ocean or up to the Fire Cavern. He sighed.
“Sometimes, when one is hurt badly, the only way to satisfy them is by hurting them again.” He answered low with the slightest nauseating in his stomach. When they had found Squall after D-District prison he hadn’t been more than a lifeless mess. He hadn’t told them anything than “torture” and “drugs” and hadn’t accepted much help in cleaning or healing. As always when he got hurt. It wasn’t until after the war things had started to show. Small things like Squall didn’t eat or sleep and he trained like a maniac, exhausting his body until he hardly could get back to his dorm. Irvine had once had the bad luck to run into him in the shower. Without taking care he had joked and accidentally touched him. Squall had violently flinched and given him this… cold but frightened look that had sent Irvine to black darkness of despair.

“You sure he have been… violated like that?” Seifer wondered and Irvine came back from his thoughts. He frowned.
“He hasn’t said anything?” Seifer shock his head and Irvine just sighed.
“Well, maybe. Nothing clear, just vague things. Like his nightmares or… taste for pain.” Seifer added low. Irvine was silent for a long time. He had only meet that few girls and boys that had been abused and developed a taste for more rough stuff.
“Why don’t you try to take him to someone to talk with?” He wondered and the look Seifer gave him made him regret it. How stupid could you be?
“You stupid?” What was it he had said?
“You want me to be hospitalised? Hyne, Irv! It’s bad enough that I have to fight with him almost every time I want to touch him.” He growled and Irvine held up his hands in defence.
”All right, all right! My bad. Stupid idée, okay?” Seifer said something under his breath before both fell silent.

******

[Seifer]
Immersed deep in his work the brunette didn’t acknowledge his presence. Seifer sighed and looked at his watch. It was well after midnight. He walked up to the big office table.
“Come on lovely. Time for bed.” He said and only got some sound to answer. He rested his hands at the table, looking at all the papers. By Squalls taut back and neck he had been sitting all to long without moving from the position. For a long moment he just stared as Squall continued his work. Probably he had forgotten what Seifer said.
“Hey. It’s after midnight.” He tried again. In the beginning of this relationship every single thing had been a fight. He had been forced to use violence to get the gunblader down to his dorm for sleep. He even had to force-feed the stubborn prick. Seifer couldn’t understand how you could actually work without any food for days. Train and walk and talk. The first time Squall had been so weak from starvation he’d been bedridden for a week in the infirmity.

Seifer shifted his stance and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Come on Squall. You need to sleep.” He sighed and this time Squall looked up. His eyes wasn’t more than grey thunder and they stared at each other for a long time. But Seifer had never back away from that look like Squall never had backed away from him. Maybe that to was a reason for Irvine to match them together?
“If you’re tired, you go to bed.” Squall answered in his oh so chilly voice. Seifers glare hardened.
“Don’t be a child. What’s wrong this time Squall? Demons under the bed?” He taunted. Real anger had often gotten the other youth to “loosen”. It was hard to explain. But He knew when Squalls annoyance or anger was a façade and when it was real. When it wasn’t real it was very easy to fall in to them fighting.

Squall just narrowed his eyes and then stood up. He walked to the bookshelf and took some binder with more papers and returned. Seifer quickly got in his way. Oh no. Not this time. Squall wasn’t even gonna get close to that chair again. They glared at each other, testing the others determination.
“You want me to carry you down again?” He growled and that really made those beautiful eyes narrow.
“Out of my way.” The smaller youth growled and Seifer wondered if he did that on purpose. Half of the time he could almost swear Squall was making him angry just so Seifer would force him. But not this time!

Seifer towered above the gunblader and he saw how Squall tensed up from foot to head in preparation for the coming fight. He took the white hands holding the folder and kissed those red lips. Squall was unmoving and unresponsive, probably from chock. Seifer licked the lips, urging them to open and let him in. Like in trance Squalls eyelashes fluttered close and his mouth became slack. When Seifer stabbed his tongue inside Squall moaned and swayed just the slightest. Slow Seifer deepened the kiss. Searching the wet crevice inch-by-inch, deeper and deeper. Touching all the spot he knew Squall liked. Like the gums in his under jaw in front of his tongue. Or the side of his tongue. Or the roof of his mouth.

Squall moaned again when he roamed those spots. Slowly he succeeded in taking the bind from him and Squalls arms feel down along his sides. Slowly Seifer took his hands at Squalls waist and circled his thumbs over his pelvis bones. Seifer let his fingers whisper along Squalls ticklish sides and it made the brunet groan and grab at his arms. Seifer slowly let his hands roam in under the leather jacket and massage the small of Squalls back, slowly bringing them closer to each other. Squall moaned and clenched his fists tightly in Seifers trench coat when Seifer succeeded in rubbing his thigh between Squalls legs. He loved a tired Squall ‘cause it meant he could touch him like this.

Squall whimpered and rubbed against him in such a needy way it made Seifers head spin. Seifer had never done it like this. He had always followed Squalls trail and started the fight. Not this time.
Squall moaned and whimpered unhappily when Seifer broke the kiss, continuing to rub his thigh against Squalls now very hard bulge. The grey eyes were more a dark lusty blue and his pupils were so large and delayed Seifer wondered if he saw anything at all.
“Seifer…” He whined and stretch after the kiss again, holding tighter and rubbing harder. Seifer just shifted away from it but held the youth steady.
“In the bedroom.” He murmured and discovered his voice had become very husky. For a while squall frowned in thoughts.

Seifer was pretty sure Squall had abandoned all thoughts about work by now, but he still didn’t want to go to the dorm where Seifer likely could coax him into sleep. But soon he nodded once and stepped away.
It felt as if Seifer was walking on clouds. Not a scratch, not a blow, not a bruise and they was going down to the dorms! Sweet victory!
In the elevator he pushed the smaller man against the wall and seized those lips again. Still careful to keep the pace slow and lovingly but it was hard when something almost like euphoria surged through him. Squall twined his arms around hi neck and arched against his touch. Almost purring when he let his fingers stroke the sensitive spine up and down.
Even if Seifer hardly ever got permission to do something like foreplay he had succeeded in finding lots of things Squall liked, more than pain.

But when they arrived at their shared bedroom Seifer steeled himself. He couldn’t let his own lust take control if he wanted to do it his way. Squall tensed when Seifer stopped his hands from undressing. He wanted to reveal that milky skin.
Squall stood unmoving and a muscle in his jaw twitched as he looks on as Seifer discarded garment after garment, taking his time. Seifer could almost hear the gears in the pretty head twist and turn to try and figure out if he liked this or not. Just to ease him a bit Seifer yanked down the tight leather trousers. Squall sucked in a breath as Seifer griped the swollen member hard through the underwear. He purred as Squall mewled and almost doubled over, most likely from pain. Seifer bit down in his shoulder and kneaded the flesh in his hand. Making Squall gasp and shudder and grip his trench coat again.

Seifer helped the trembling youth to step out of his pants and boots.
“Bend over the table.” He murmured darkly and bit Squalls ear before letting him go. Squall more than willingly bend over the table, spreading his legs and showing his still clothed ass. The sight made Seifers cock twitch and he hastily rubbed a hand over it before he unclothed. Slowly he stepped up behind the shivering youth. Squall shuddered and moaned when Seifer pressed his erection against the clothed ass. Seifer may have wanted to make love to the tight ass but reconsidered it. If he could just for once fuck Squall without hurting him it would be a victory. A small step in the right direction. No bruises, no blood. That was the goal for tonight.

Seifer leaned down and ran his tongue up along Squalls spine whish made Squall shudder and just suppress some sound. Seifer pressed his member harder against that lovingly ass and soon Squall very silently moaned. He let a hand play with Squalls ticklish side and slowly make its way to a flat chest. Seifer massaged the nipple before he pinched it. When he didn’t get a response he twisted it just slightly. It was enough for Squall to hitch at his breath and curve his back. Seifer gnawed lightly at the white back and continued to pinch and twist the nipple. He shifted his hand to the other nipple and twisted that to. Squall mewled and squirmed both unhappy and distressed. He arched up and buckled, trying to get away. Impatient, impatient. Always impatient his lion. Seifer straightened and Squall almost followed him.

Seifer pushed him down hard and ripped off his underwear. It made Squall gasp and arch.
“Be still.” Seifer growled, knowing that a harsh tone easily made Squall obey. He took out the almost unused tube of lube he’d gotten after the first times with bloody, raw sex. He’d used it three times so far. Could you imagine? Three times on three months and they had at least been on it five times a week!
“Seifer.” Squall complained and he had started to frown again when he saw the lube. Seifer glared at him and took his place behind the turning youth. Squall yelped when Seifer landed a blow to his ass.
“Told you to be still.” He growled but Squall just squirmed his ass. Seifer lubricated two fingers and spread Squalls legs by a kick. He rested a hand at the small of Squalls back before he rammed the two digits inside. Squall cried out and his anus clamped down hard around the intrusting fingers, his hands clawing at the table. Seifer just forced the fingers in to his knuckles, knowing it wouldn’t tear anything apart even if it hurt. It pleased him.

Squall moaned and put out his ass to get more. Always the one to be more than willingly to play the slut. Seifer withdrew his fingers and slammed them in a couple of times. Squall moaned between the cries and his hands still clawed at the empty table. Seifer leaned over the beautiful body and gently licked him in contrast to the harsh finger fucking.
“You like that, don’t you?” He purred and licked the rim of an ear. Squall only moaned and thrust back at him.
“More, Seifer.” He almost whispered.
“Soon lovely.” Seifer promised and twisted his fingers a couple of times. Squall was waiting the blunt tip of Seifers cock when Seifer pushed three fingers in the twisting hole, making Squall open his mouth in a silent cry of pleasure and a tingling of pain. The more than used hole dissolved around Seifers thrusting fingers and was soon open and ready for the penetration. Still no blood.
“Seifer. Just fuck me.” Squall panted, writhing and trembling in pleasure on the table.
“Soon I said.” He answered and Squall made an unhappy noise in his throat. He started to struggle to get up.
“No.” Seifer growled and twisted his hand in the chocolate resembling hair. He slammed Squall back down, slamming the three fingers hard and fast in the anus.

He leaned at his grip in Squalls hair. Squall whined in discomfort and his hands twitched at the table.
“You want me to hurt you Squall?” He growled huskily. Squall moaned but didn’t say anything more. It pissed Seifer off that the tight ass never could say straight out what he wanted. In a harsh move hi rammed all four fingers and a bit of his palm in the tight passage. Squall screamed and arched from the pain but started to writher and squirm and moan constantly.
“You like that?” Seifer hissed and pushed in his hand a little bit more. Squall moaned and went up at his toes to oblige Seifer. Trying to take the position of a little bitch in heat.
“You like it? Say it or I just stop.” He growled and Squall made a desperate noise in protest.
“No, more. More. Please more.” He breathed like a mantra and swayed his hips back against Seifers hand. Seifer moved the fingers in him and Squall whimpered and cried out silently. He carefully moved his fingers and opened the anus for bigger things. Hyne, this turned him on so hard. How much he even hated making Squall bleed he still loved the dominance and the sweet submission Squall could give.

Seifer groaned when his cock twitched and leaked. It was already so wet and dripping it was all glistening. He withdrew his fingers and seized both of Squalls hips. Squall lay panting and moaning with his forehead in the table, waiting for the hard penetration that surely would tear something. Not this time.
Braising himself Seifer started a slow mounting and moaned deep when his cock head slowly pushed through the first resistance. Squall moaned lightly and squirmed in distress.
“Harder.” He breathed with a small tone of desperation. Seifer just gritted his teeth and continued to slowly but surely press into the tight heat. He shuddered and moaned deep when the tight channel clenched around him. Squall moaned his light moans he always did when Seifer got to a point where Squalls body had a hard time accommodating him. Seifer held still, trembling, but still as the spasm of the anus continued to harden.
“Move! Seifer!” Squall whined and shuddered, squirming his ass. Seifer just held harder around the slender hips. Squall made a sobbing sound.
“Please! Just take me!” He sobbed and whined. Seifer swallowed at the voice. He’d never hear it before. It sounded so begging, so small and frightened. Seifer let go with one hand and stroked the shivering back.

“It’s okay.” He whispered. He let his hand roam down between Squalls legs and circled the painfully hard erection there. His strokes only made Squalls breath hitch and make him sob more. At last the thigh ass relaxed and Seifer continued to push in, slower this time. Inch by inch he coaxed his cock inside the tight body and they both moaned and trembled when he was sheathed. He resumed his grip around the white hips and tilted his head back. So tight and hot. Squall was gripping him like a vice. Had always done. Seifer shuddered and his eyes fluttered close, he was swaying from the pleasure of being in Squall. Squall clenched and unclenched around him in soft waves. Like he was pulsing. With a groan Seifer relented to layed down on top of the sweat covered back. Squall was sobbing silently and trembling.

Seifer groaned and hushed the smaller youth, stroking Squalls side and circling an arm around his chest. He nuzzled the soft neck and started to thrust slow and deep. Making them rock on the table. Squall layed limb under him as he started to deeply groan with every deep thrust. Seifer shut his eyes and quickened the pace. With the hand stroking Squalls side he helped Squall to angle his hips. With the next thrust Squall silently cried out and shuddered. After that he didn’t know if he was going to sob or moan with every thrust, making a mix of them instead.

Seifer supported himself at his elbows at both side of Squall and started to slam inside of the soft, velvet heat. Their moans and groans mixed in the room together with the slapping of cock in ass. Seifer groaned and a spasm went through him. Hyne it was so good! It always felt like heaven fucking Squall. He groaned and panted and his thrusts become harder and faster, pounding mercilessly in the lovely body. Squall thrust back against him and cried out when his body cramped up and his orgasm hit him without anyone of them touching his cock. White fuzzy spots danced in front of Seifers eyes when Squall clamped down around him. He roared when his orgasm overpowered him, shooting load after load in Squall. Claiming him, marking him. Seifer thrust a couple of hard times in the panting spent body before his own orgasm leaved him panting and lame.

Still panting and dizzy Seifer withdrew from Squall who whined. Seifer smiled when no traces of wounds could be found. He carefully cradled his lovely lion and hushed when Squall whined in protest. But he was to tired to really fight anything and soon curled up in Seifers arms. Happy and satisfied Seifer carried the almost sleeping beauty in the bed and soon followed him. Squall made a puppy noise and curled up against him, twining arms and legs around him like a kitten around a yarn. Seifer smile and took an arm around the narrow shoulders.

TBC?


Authors Whining:
Wow! The closest I’ve ever been to some sap and smutty boy love!
Unfortunately I don’t like Seifer like this, but it’s a lead in the story. *sigh*

But I sure someone disagree with me or not! Couldn’t any one of you tell me what you think about it? Like what you think will happen or what you think about the story so far?
Is it worth continuing?