Wrong?

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy X or any of its characters and I make no money from writing this story. If I did own FFX, Tidus would just admit he's gay and get on with it already

A/N: This chapter is where the story truly becomes yaoi. Yay yaoi! For those of you who don't know, yaoi means malexmale sex. To be more specific TidusxOC. Or is it OCxTidus? I think I heard that whoever tops in the sex is put first, does anyone know if that's how it works? Either way, I'll say one more time that this chapter contains gay male sex along with language. Read if you dare.

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The fifteen-year-old blond stared up at the fluorescent neon sign of the night club with a look of sheer determination. Pegasus Lounge. One of the most popular gay clubs in Zanarkand, and conveniently located just a few blocks from his houseboat. Tonight his business was here.

About a year had passed since 'the mistake' as he had come to call it in his mind. He was now officially a high school student and had finally gotten the growth spurt he’d impatiently waited for, though he was still a bit small for his age. He was also playing as a starter for his school’s blitz team. He’d made quite a few friends as soon as he’d transferred schools and before he knew it had found himself quite popular. Even now as a measly freshman he was constantly getting invitations to parties, people wanted to hang out with him, hoards of girls, including older ones, confessed to him…

And that was the main problem. Girls. Like any normal teenage boy, he found himself becoming increasingly more interested in sex, sometimes worrying he was some kind of pervert for thinking about it so much before finding out his friends were the same way. The difference being, of course, that his friends were thinking about girls. He wasn’t. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t find girls attractive, couldn’t enjoy the make-out sessions he’d had with plenty of them, no matter how much they’d enjoyed it. He couldn't begin to imagine why this was unless he was definitely, completely gay. And after tonight, after he concreted his suspicions, he would stop trying so hard to make himself like the girls who fawned over him. He’d had enough of forcing himself.

Taking a deep breath he steadied his nerves and marched up to the door, looking up at the massive bouncer in front of it, doing his best to look impassive. The huge man stared back down at him and blinked a few times like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Then with a slight chuckle he growled in a voice that reminded Tidus of Auron, “Ain’t it past your bedtime, kid?”

Tidus crossed his arms nonchalantly, cocking an eyebrow up at the big man. God, he hoped this worked. “Kallen sent me.”

There was a long pause before the big man grunted and moved aside to let Tidus in. “You get caught I’m gonna deny ever seein’ ya.”

Tidus just nodded coolly and slipped inside the club, cheering inside his head. Kallen, the flamboyantly gay senior he went to school with, had connections coming out his ass. When Tidus had explained his problem, the boy had instantly told him to drop his name and he would be allowed inside. Apparently, he wasn’t all talk. That had worked better than Tidus had ever hoped for.

Taking another calming breath, the teen walked down a dark hallway, getting closer to the pounding bass of typical club dance music. With one final breath and a steeling of nerves, he exited the hallway into the heart of the club and was instantly surrounded by the blaring music and flashing lights. Almost immediately his eyes fell on two men right in front of him, one in the others’ lap, cuddling and giving each other chaste kisses. He felt his tension melt away at the sight, feeling more relaxed than he had in a long time. If nothing else, at least here he wasn’t weird.

He remembered Kallen saying he wouldn’t get kicked out for being underage as long as he didn’t try to buy alcohol, so he carefully steered clear of the bar. That was fine with him, he wasn’t there to drink anyway. Now on to the next step of picking someone up. Kallen had told him for that to just pick a seat near the dance floor and wait. Tidus frowned, not sure how he would find anyone this way, but did as he had been told. After all, Kallen hadn’t let him down yet. He carefully took a seat at a booth in clear sight of the dance floor, folding his hands in his lap and doing his best not to look nervous. In less than a minute he already had someone come up to him, asking him if he wanted to dance. Thank you, Kallen.

The first five guys that came to him he politely turned down, using the excuse he was waiting for a friend. There wasn’t anything wrong with any of them, he was just waiting for a specific type of guy for this particular night. It was important after all. He just hoped he wasn’t being too picky.

“Hey there, cutie. Mind if I join you?”

Tidus looked up at the gorgeous brunette in front of him and smiled, knowing he’d found his guy. He looked to be in his late teens, early twenties, bigger than Tidus, but not too much, with an athletic build. He was dressed simply in a black t-shirt and jeans, a few piercings in his ears. But most importantly were his soft brown eyes and easy smile. Tidus felt he could trust him, decently enough at least for the important task the night held. His smile widening, he motioned to the seat across from him. “Please do.”

The older boy slid into the seat, the small smile on his face never leaving. “So, what are you doing here, cutie? Something tells me you’re not eighteen yet.”

“Ah, no,” Tidus flushed. “My friend got me in… I’m fifteen.”

“Fifteen? What are you doing out on a school night?”

“Well, it’s not that late yet,” Tidus said almost defensively, glancing at his watch. 9:45. Not late at all.

The boy chuckled slightly. “You’re right, it’s still pretty early. That’s why it’s so quiet in here.”

Tidus glanced around the club, thinking it was decently crowded for this time of night on a Tuesday. He couldn’t even imagine how packed it must get late on the weekend. He’d obviously picked the right club to come to.

“So what’s your name, cutie?”

Tidus was startled out of his superfluous thoughts by the question. “Uh, I’m Tidus. What’s yours?”

“Dennick. Let me buy you a drink, Tidus.”

The teen shuddered inwardly at the first and last time he’d had beer. Right before he had made 'the mistake.' It wasn't like he never wanted to try drinking again, but tonight was not the night to do it. Tonight he needed a completely clear head. “Uh, no, it’s all right. I really don’t want any alcohol.” And then of course, after he’d said this, he realized how much of a kid he must have sounded like. Dennick, however, just smiled kindly at him. “How ’bout a soda then?”

Tidus perked up slightly at the offer. “Yeah, sure, that’d be great.”

The two of them talked for a half an hour or so about different, unimportant things while Tidus sipped on his soda and Dennick downed a beer. Tidus really liked Dennick’s soft but confident voice. Feeling more relaxed the longer he talked to the older boy, Tidus was pleased with his choice. Dennick would do perfectly for this. Now he just had to remember what Kallen had said.

/“Once you find a guy you’re comfortable with, invite him to ‘the back.’ Don’t go anywhere with him, that’s not safe. The club has a bunch of rooms you can use at your disposal that aren’t too disgusting. It’s not totally safe there either, of course, but it’s better than following some psycho home or something. So take him to ‘the back’, got it?”/

Tidus ran his friend’s words through his mind for what felt like the millionth time and gripped the cup in front of him hard. Now or never. Worse case scenario, he’d get turned down and have to find someone else. Not that big a deal.

“Um… Dennick…”

“Yeah, Tidus?”

“Um, would you… I mean… uh… if you wanted… ‘the back’?” Tidus wanted to kick himself for sounding like an idiot, but the other boy didn’t seem to notice. Dennick’s eyes brightened and his smile grew. “Really?”

“Huh? Y-yeah really.”

The smile morphed to a full-fledged grin and Dennick stood, holding his hand out for Tidus to take. “C’mon then, cutie.”

Tidus had to hold back a sigh of relief as he took the outstretched hand and Dennick led him to ‘the back’. They found an empty room and Dennick flipped the sign on the front from ‘vacant’ to ‘occupied’ before pulling Tidus in and shutting the door. Tidus looked around the dingy little room, empty with the exception of a bed and a small table with a few bottles strewn across the top. The butterflies in his stomach started going crazy and he forced himself to take a deep, calming breath. Nothing to be worried about.

With a gentle tug on his arm, he found himself being led to the bed which he noticed had no sheets of any kind. While the mattress certainly wasn’t clean, it wasn’t too filthy, and it certainly wasn’t enough to dissuade him. He was nervous as hell, but more than that, he was determined. This was happening. Tonight.

Dennick sat down, pulling Tidus into his lap, facing him. He wrapped his arms around the blond as Tidus hesitantly wrapped his legs around his waist. Leaning in slowly he kissed the younger boy softly, deepening the kiss very gradually so as not to scare him off.

Tidus, however, wasn’t scared at all, quite the opposite. For the first time ever, a kiss was actually exciting him. He kissed Dennick back, licking the brunette’s bottom lip before his tongue explored the inside of his mouth which tasted like beer and peppermint. Encouraged by the boy’s reaction, Dennick willed his own tongue to life, dancing it along with Tidus’, nipping gently at his lips. When they finally broke apart, Dennick smiled whole-heartedly, eyes filled with lust. “Well, cutie, you certainly know how to kiss.”

Tidus blushed, smiling slightly at the praise. At least *something* had come out of all those make-out sessions with the girls.

Dennick kissed him again before moving his mouth to his neck, nipping and sucking lightly. He slipped a hand up the boy’s shirt, rubbing slow circles around an erect nipple, instantly loving Tidus’ voice when he moaned softly. God, this kid didn’t realize how seductive he was, did he?

Pulling away from the soft skin, Dennick looked up into Tidus’ incredibly blue eyes. “Hey, you’re a virgin, right?”

“Uh…” Tidus felt his face and neck grow deep scarlet at the question, not really sure how he should answer.

Dennick chuckled lightly, kissing his forehead tenderly. “It’s okay, I don’t mind. I just didn’t want to go too fast and hurt you.” He shifted onto the bed more and laid Tidus down, straddling him. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you have a good time.” He ground down against Tidus’ already very hard member, causing another beautiful moan from the boy. “I see you’re already enjoying yourself.” He ran a hand over the bulge in Tidus’ shorts, smiling. “That’s good.”

Tidus was naked before he even realized Dennick was stripping him and felt his face grow bright red yet again as the older boy eyed him hungrily, discarding his own shirt. Suddenly shy, he made a pathetic attempt to cover himself slightly. “Hey now, none of that,” Dennick breathed harshly, gently moving his hands away, eyes still trailing along his body. He ran his hands down Tidus’ sides, stopping to lightly grip his slender waist. “God, you’re beautiful.”

That word caught Tidus’ ear. Beautiful? Had he really just been called beautiful? No way. He had come to accept the fact that he must be at least somewhat good-looking with all the girls who chased after him, but *beautiful*? He scoffed at the idea. His ears were too big, his hair never did what he wanted, he was far too skinny-- "Ah!" His thoughts were interrupted suddenly as Dennick licked up the underside of his shaft before almost immediately deep-throating him.

Tidus writhed in the pleasure being caused by Dennick's skilled tongue and mouth. Goddamn, this felt fucking amazing. He'd heard guys say before how good it felt, but holy shit. He twined his fingers in Dennick's brown locks, panting hard and thrusting slightly into the older boy's mouth. "Mm, Dennick!" Dennick smiled and sucked harder, knowing the boy was close. "Dennick... Dennick, g'off... I'm-- mm, I'm gonna--"

Dennick felt the hot liquid rush down his throat and swallowed it easily, letting the enthralled boy shove his head down as far as it would go. For what was obviously his first time recieving head, he'd actually been quite well behaved, never bucking his hips harshly or shoving Dennick's head down, until the end, when, of course, he'd let him. Still smiling, he licked up every drop of the blond's seed, lifting his gaze to look at his face. Immediately, he frowned. "What's wrong?"

Tidus bit his bottom lip, his eyes a mixture of lust and fear. "That... I mean... I'm sorry?"

Dennick blinked, not understanding. "Sorry?... Oh!" The kid was worried because he'd come in his mouth. Laughing lightly he nuzzled into the boy's neck. "It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong? If I hadn't wanted you to, I would have pulled away."

The boy relaxed noticeably, running his fingers through Dennick's hair. "Okay."

With another small laugh, Dennick reached over to the table beside the bed, grabbing a bottle and popping open the cap. His erection throbbed painfully, begging for some attention, but he willed himself to be patient. He *was not* going to hurt the kid his first time. He'd never forgive himself for something like that. So ignoring his penis' silent pleas he coated his fingers in cold lube and leaned over the blond again. Teasing a hard nipple with his tongue, he rubbed his fingers over the boy's opening before sliding the first one dexterously in.

Tidus, who'd been surprisingly comfortable the whole time, froze at this sudden invasion. It didn't hurt, not at all actually, but pictures and voices started flooding through his mind, completely beyond his control. /"Faggot!"/

Dennick felt the boy tense up beneath him and immediately stopped moving, looking up into the his face which was slowly draining of color. "Tidus, you okay?"

/"Fucking faggot! I'll show you what happens when you lie to me!"/

"Tidus? Hey, sweetie, what's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Hurt? Tidus registered the question and shook his head wordlessly. No, Dennick wasn't hurting him, but-- /"How's that feel, faggot? You like that?"/ He shuddered and shut his eyes tightly. Shit, maybe he couldn't do this.

Dennick watched Tidus carefully, knowing he was afraid for some other reason than it being his first time. He carressed the boy's cheek softly, placing a tender kiss to his forehead. "Hey, cutie, I'm not gonna hurt ya... You want me to stop?"

Tidus opened his eyes to the soft, concerned brown ones looking down at him and told the voices in his head to shut the hell up. They weren't really there. Only Dennick was here right now, and if he'd wanted to hurt him, he could have done so easily already. Wrapping his arms around the older boy's neck, he whispered, "I'm sorry. Please don't stop. I'm-- I'm all right now."

Dennick chuckled slightly again and kissed his shoulder. He really didn't know how cute he was.

Tidus gasped and writhed slightly as two of Dennick's fingers pumped in and out of him slowly, spreading the lube and making scissoring motions to stretch him. He deftly added a third, carefully watching Tidus' reaction to make sure he didn't hurt him. Satisfied, he pumped a few more times before pulling his fingers out, Tidus' eyes snapping open in surprise.

"Don't worry, cutie," Dennick said huskily, unzipping his pants and coating his now free erection with a generous amount of lube. "You won't be empty long." He leaned over the boy again, lining himself up with his entrance. "This might hurt for a minute, so just relax." And he slowly pushed himself in, inch by inch, until he was seated fully inside the blond's incredible heat. "Fuck, you're so tight."

Tidus' head had fallen back, mouth open in a silent cry as Dennick entered him. There was a small bit of pain for the first few moments, followed by an uncomfortable pressure, and ending with a feeling of fullness, not particuarly bad or good. Tidus had steeled himself, waiting for the excruciating pain to come, but none did. He released the breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding and nearly sobbed in relief. He had been worried over nothing.

Feeling Tidus' muscles relax around him, Dennick pulled halfway out and slowly pushed back in again, groaning slightly with the feeling. "You're so amazing, Tidus. It doesn't hurt, right... I'm gonna move then..."

Tidus lost all coherent thought about then. The feeling of fullness never left, but it went from being a neutral feeling to feeling good, then feeling amazing, then becoming mind-blowing pleasure he didn't think was even possible. He panted and cried out softly every time Dennick thrust, wrapping his legs around the brunette's waist. "Ah! D-Dennick!"

Dennick's pace increased and he attacked the soft skin of Tidus' neck furiously, loving it when the boy grabbed a fistful of his hair. "How is it, Tidus?" he panted next to his ear. "Does it feel good?"

"Un! Y-yes! Yes, it feels good!"

Dennick laughed, picking his pace up just a bit more. He knew Tidus was nearing his end for the second time, so he grabbed the boy's rock hard erection, pumping furiously.

"Ah! AH! Dennick!"

"Go ahead, Tidus, come!"

As if he'd needed the permission, Tidus let himself go and came hard into Dennick's hand, splattering both their chests. Dennick felt the blond's walls contract around him so tight it was almost painful. With a roaring, "FUCK!" he came as well, releasing his seed deep inside the smaller boy.

After his breathing had slowed and his senses returned, Tidus opened his eyes to find Dennick laying heavily on top of him, still panting and coming down from his own orgasm. Tidus ran fingers through his hair and down his sweaty, muscular back until the boy rolled off of him, simultaneously pulling out and leaving Tidus feeling empty. Grinning and laughing slightly at nothing in particular other than the sheer happiness he felt, Dennick snaked an arm around Tidus' waist, pulling him in closer. He pushed the sweaty blond hair off of his forehead, kissing it tenderly again. "You all right?"

Tidus smiled and sighed peacefully, suddenly very tired. "Yeah. Thank you."

"Really, no need to thank me." Dennick looked down at the younger boy, not about to let something so good slip away from him. "Hey, you wanna do this again?"

Tidus' eyes widened slightly at the suggestion. "Um..." He glanced at his watch, frowning. It was almost eleven. "I don't think I can. I have school tomorrow, so I have to get home before--" He was cut off abruptly by Dennick's laughs. "What?"

"I didn't mean right *now*, cutie. I'm not trying to wear you out here. I meant, did you wanna maybe be like sex friends? Exchange numbers and get together occasionally?"

"Oh!" Tidus blushed, realizing how stupid he must have sounded. But, sex friends... "We wouldn't be dating or anything, right? Just having sex."

"Yep. Just sex. No strings attached, no obligations to perform when you don't wanna, and you can call it off anytime you want."

The blond teen ran the idea through his mind a couple times, trying to find a problem and coming up with nothing. "Okay, yeah. Why not?"

Dennick looked like the happiest man on earth as he took Tidus' cell phone (i don't care if Zanarkand doesn't have cell phones, in my fic they do ;P) and put his own number in. "There you go. Can I have yours?"

And when Tidus finally left the club ten minutes later, walking slowly back to his houseboat and a waiting Auron, he couldn't help but smile. He felt more at ease than he had since... well, since he was twelve and found the first person he'd ever been truly attracted to was a guy. He was gay. He was sure of that now, and he found that it didn't bother him. Why should it, it wasn't like it was something he could control anyway. Besides, what he'd just done with Dennick, it had been fucking amazing. Why would he want to change it?

/"Faggot!"/

Yeah, whatever. So he was a faggot, big deal. As long as people didn't know, it didn't make any difference. He just had to keep it from getting out, that was all. What people didn't know couldn't hurt them.

"Hey, Tidus," Auron said as he entered the houseboat, setting down the book he'd been reading. "You're back late. Where were you?"

Tidus shrugged casually, heading for the bathroom to take a shower. "With a friend." What Auron didn't know couldn't hurt him.

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There will be more sex coming, it will be kinkier, and there will be AuronxTidus. I promise.
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