Forbidden

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Forbidden

By RobertDogwood@aol.com

Final Fantasy VIII characters and locations from said game are owned by SquareSoft.

Original characters, original locations, and plot Copyright RobertDogwood 2002

Dedicated to Ifalna

NC-17 for Sexual Content Enter at Your Own Risk

Feedback: Desired

Chapter Two

Quistis stood up and moved the only comfortable chair in the room, so that it faced the side door and sat down with her legs comfortably spread apart and her feet on the floor.

'Oh well,' Quistis thought, 'if it's fate, then it will be out of my control. If Seifer decides to come through that door anymore this evening, then it will be fate and if he doesn't, then I'll know it's not to be, that it was just some wild thought on my part.'

A few minutes later, sure enough, a soft knock came upon the side door. "Are you decent?" Seifer asked. "Can I come in?"

"Sure, come on in," the naked blonde woman invited.

Seifer took two quick steps into the room and froze completely when his eyes beheld the awesome uncovered beauty of his former instructor. Seifer quickly turned entirely away, but not before Quistis noticed that he had developed a substantial erection immediately upon observing her nudity.

'As well he should!' Quistis thought determinedly.

Seifer began to attempt to cross back into his room, but Quistis stopped him when she asked in a sarcastic tone, "Running away again, Seifer?"

As the blond ex-knight turned back towards his former instructor, he perceived that she had stood up from the chair.

"What do you want?" Seifer growled, while self consciously glancing away from the alluring nude woman.

"Well, I think that's fairly obvious, even for a sexual recluse such as yourself," Quistis retorted softly with a large smile upon her beautiful feature, which belied the sting in her comment.

"Why are you doing this?" he demanded, but Quistis noticed that Seifer was, at least, now looking at her from the corner of his eyes and obviously enjoying what he was seeing judging from the increasing erection now painfully obvious beneath his outer clothing.

"Please, don't ask me for any explanations. I don't have any," Quistis answered, while stepping towards him.

"But this is crazy," Seifer complained.

"Shhh," the beautiful woman cautioned, while placing her forefinger on his lips.

Seifer apparently had decided to allow his baser instincts to override his innate sense of caution as he leaned over and began to softly kiss and nibble the naked woman's neck.
Quistis reached down and began to massage his crotch, which caused his penis to grow inside his jeans to an incredible length. The beautiful blonde woman pulled down the zipper of the young man's jeans and slipped her hand inside his boxer shorts. Seifer groaned loudly at the touch of his former instructor's hand. Quistis softly rubbed his erection and then pulled it out of his shorts and blue jeans.

Quistis dropped to her knees and guided the young man's penis into her open mouth.

"Oh great Hyne!" Seifer cried out, as he felt a sexual pleasure never known to him previously, as Quistis' velvet-like soft lips gently encircled the cirumcised head of his enormous penis and then proceeded to take his entire erection into her mouth.

The young blonde woman continued to take as much as she could of the young ex-knight's massive erection as deeply as possible into her throat. Someone had taught Quistis this sexual practice at one of the many different places she resided in her youth. It was somewhat akin to the same principle a person would use in a sword swallowing performance. The young woman took a little of the huge penis at a time and folded it somehow into her throat, before taking a bit more.

Seifer, who was now nearing his orgasm, was moving his hips in a steady rhythm and had clutched Quistis by the head with his massive hands in a loving manner as he gently ran his fingers through her beautiful strawberry-blonde hair. Seifer suddenly remembered just at the moment of his sexual climax that he had often fantasized running his hands through the blonde woman's hair. In the past however, he would have pushed the thought far below his consciousness as being too hideous to contemplate because until this very second, he thought he hated the young woman who had been his instructor.

"Oh Hyne damn it!" Seifer moaned, while he ejaculated his semen in a manner so powerful that it was beyond all of his ken and experience. The young man was transported to new heights of sexual gratification that he had never dreamed of as his orgasm flowed uncontrollably for more than thirty seconds and close to a minute, while Quistis drank deeply of his flowing essence.

"Oh, shit," he muttered under his breath when he had finally finished and realized just how dangerous a position he was now in and how he had just compromised himself.

Quistis glanced up at him from her present position on her knees and smiled at him.

Before she could speak, a loud knock rattled the door and they heard Irvine call out. "Hey Quistis! You okay? Can I come in?"

Seifer's handsome features were immediately replaced by a completely panic struck expression and his knees actually began to buckle.

Quistis, immediately recognizing her sexual partner's unnerved reaction, answered in kind sounding completely in charge. "Yes, I'm fine. Please wait a minute, I'm not decent." 'And that ain't the half of it,' the young woman thought sardonically.

"Okay," Irvine cheerfully agreed from the hall.

Seifer looked on extremely grateful, as Quistis quickly regained her feet and literally began pushing him through the open door that led back to his abode. Reaching the doorway, Quistis offered a quick kiss on the stunned warrior's cheek.

"That was wonderful," she offered. "Now be gone for now," Quistis directed, while pushing him into the passageway and closing the door.

Hurrying to her closet to pull out a wrap, Quistis was cognizant of the ludicrousness of the entire situation beginning with the fact that she had just offered Seifer, of all people, oral sex and she had enjoyed it!

After pulling the wrap securely around her, the young blonde woman crossed to the door and flung it open to observe Irvine waiting innocently there.

"Are you okay?" he solicitously inquired.

"Certainly," Quistis answered. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, because," Irvine began, "you begged out of dinner and now I haven't heard from you all evening and I was worried someone might have shown up through that doorway."

Quistis again flushed as she attempted to lie to her compatriot. Everything had happened so quickly this evening that she hadn't had any time at all to give careful thought as to what she was going to risk telling Irvine concerning Seifer. "No, I...haven't heard or seen a thing," she responded falteringly.

As Quistis spoke she noticed that Irvine had begun to stare at her quizzically. 'Shiva! I wonder what he knows? He acts as if he doesn't believe me.'

"Were you just brushing your teeth or using some balm on your lips? What's that white stuff all around your mouth?"

The former instructor felt as though she were either going to burst out laughing hysterically or faint dead away on the floor following Irvine's question, but fortunately she did neither. She simply turned and calmly picked up her towel off the end of the bed, where she had left it after drying off following her shower and wiped her mouth off.

"Thanks," Quistis murmured, returning her attention to the young man. "Now if you will excuse me, I think I'll go to bed now."

"Sure, what time in the morning, do you think?" questioned Irvine.

"Oh, I'll come down and get you about seven so we can get some breakfast first," the blonde SeeD replied.

"Cool, see you then," the cowboy sharpshooter responded, while sauntering back to his room.

After Irvine left and Quistis shut the door, she felt betwixt and between. It wasn't early anymore and yet it wasn't really late. She had participated in a form of lovemaking and yet wasn't herself sexually satisfied and masturbation held no further appeal to her. She discovered herself glancing at the door that led to Seifer's room and hoping he would return but in her heart, Quistis realized he was probably already sound asleep. Finally deciding that going to bed wouldn't be her worst choice by far, Quistis slipped into her bed nude. She remembered to set her alarm early enough to allow time to take another shower, as it wouldn't do to attend the conference the next day with the smell of Seifer still on her.

When she awoke in the morning she couldn't recall having any more erotic dreams and yet her body seemed to her to be in an arousal state so she might have and just didn't remember it. Discovering that she only had half an hour to get ready, Quistis sprang from the bed and hurried into the bathroom and began her morning ministrations.

As usual Quistis was standing outside of Irvine's door at the exact time she was to meet him. After a large breakfast, Quistis and Irvine caught a taxi to the conference and another day of politics of the highest rank and order began.

They were both surprised when the head of the Galbadian delegation, Chad Harmon, wasn't present at the morning session of the conference. Quistis and Irvine spoke worriedly of this over their lunch. Quistis suggested to him that if Ambassador Harmon missed the afternoon session that Irvine needed to discover all he could concerning the missing Galbadian official. She suggested that Irvine might work backwards to the last place that Chad Harmon had been positively identified and then ivestigate from that point forward. If he were questioned by anyone in authority as to what he was doing, the young cowboy could always claim the authorization of the erstwhile East Academy government as per their contract with Balamb Garden.

Irvine agreed with Quistis' suggestions and, when the official had remained missing from the afternoon assembly, the young cowboy surreptitously disappeared from the proceedings. As the leaders droned on during the course of the afternoon, Quistis sat and wondered if there was political chicanery afoot.


Returning to the hotel initially, Irvine was unsuccessful in his attempts to elicit any information pertaining to the missing Galbadian from the on-duty desk clerk or house men, but did manage to gain some insight upon speaking with one of the maids.

"No, sir," the dark-haired young woman answered. "I haven't seen Mr. Harmon since yesterday morning. But I can tell you this, his room appeared undisturbed and his bed hadn't been slept in."

Donning his cowboy hat, Irvine bowed his head slightly and replied, "Thank you kindly, ma'am. You've been right helpful."

When the comely young woman smiled and giggled in return, Irvine couldn't help but notice her dimples and realized she actually looked quite appealing in that short skirt that all the maids had to wear as part of their uniforms. 'I hope I have enough time to ask her out before we're finished here,' the tall cowboy thought.

Bidding the sweet lass adieu for the time being, Irvine recognized that he didn't have any idea as to what to do next. Since he had seen the man in question at Studio 54 just two nights earlier, the presently lonesome cowboy decided to return there to learn whether Ambassador Harmon had possibly returned to the club on the previous evening.

But upon his arrival Irvine learned he couldn't enter 'Studio 54' as of yet to question any of the inside employees because the club didn't open its doors until later in the evening.
The doorman was the same man who had emotionally brutalized that young blonde beauty two nights earlier and as he spoke, Irvine had a difficult time keeping a look of disdain off his handsome features.

"Well, I can't tell you for sure because you know the way it is out here," the doorman responded in self-defense, "but I think I did see him last night." The older balding man went on to suggest, "If I were you, I'd come back later tonight after we're open and question the inside staff. They'll probably know better than I if he were here last night or not."

"Yeah, that sounds as if it might work. Thanks for your help, I really appreciate it," Irvine intoned insincerely and then exited stage left as quickly as possible in order to get far away from the scumbag.

Since it was now early evening and the club would be opening soon, Irvine didn't feel as though he wanted to travel back across town just to have dinner with Quistis. The brown-haired young man decided to grab a quick supper in the immediate area and then return to Studio 54 after it opened for the evening.

Irvine experienced a moment of indecision pertaining to where he should dine. The Chez Ravine appeared as though it was a nice place or he could travel down the street to the Hooters sans Fig Leaf, the new topless - bottomless restaurant in town. Common sense soon prevailed and Irvine set off down the boulevard.

When Quistis was finally able to return to their hotel after the long afternoon of political infighting, she was vaguely surprised and more than a little alarmed to discover that Irvine wasn't waiting for her. Although the former instructor realzied the would-be cowboy could readily take care of himself without her assistance, she was disturbed none the less.

The young strawberry-blonde beauty was so fatigued from listening to the latest rounds of political squabbling between the Galbadian and East Academy governments that she dropped on to her bed and fell asleep almost immediately into an uneasy sleep.

Suddenly waking an hour later, Quistis lay there thinking that an unfamiliar noise had awakened her. She quickly sat up, while hurriedly glancing around the room apprehensively, but could observe nothing of a suspicious nature.

Still feeling quite groggy, the blonde woman decided to take a quick shower before changing into a different outfit to go out and have dinner. Although she wasn't particularly hungry, Quistis realized she needed to eat anyway; if just to get out of her room for a little while and also to be seen around town by her employers.

Shedding her apparel as if she were a small child and leaving it scattered on the bedroom floor, Quistis walked nude into the bathroom. After turning the shower on and adjusting the water temperature a little cooler than she usually preferred it because of her need to wake up quickly, the blonde SeeD stepped into the tub and pulled the shower curtain shut.

Unlike previous days, she didn't dally but instead rushed through her shower in order to arrive at the hotel dining room before it closed for the evening, as she certainly didn't feel as though she wanted to go out into East Academy to find somewhere to eat. Turning the shower water off and stepping out of the bathtub carefully, Quistis hurriedly dried off as best she could in the initial stage of preparing herself for the evening.

She then treaded from the bathroom into the bedroom where Seifer stood staring at her! As Quistis futilely attempted to hide her total nudity behind her hotel towel, Seifer smirked. "Come on, Instructor. Surely you have nothing to hide at this late date?" he asked.