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Forbidden

By RobertDogwood@aol.com

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

Dedicated to Ifalna

NC-17 for Sexual Content

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Chapter Four

Flinging the door open, Quistis quickly crossed the short passageway and, never hesitating, threw open the door to Seifer's room. The blonde woman had no idea what she expected to find, but she was completely flabbergasted as to what she finally witnessed.

Seifer was standing in the center of room, completely nude and was holding his erection in his right hand, while masturbating to a picture of Quistis that he had located Hyne knows where!

Once she had successfully gathered her wits about her, Quistis sardonically asked, "Afraid to try the real thing, Seifer?"

The room seemed to fall deadly quiet after Quistis' verbal bombshell exploded. Seifer's hand immediately stopped moving on his erection and he attempted to cover his presently huge penis with both hands when he turned to look at Quistis. His handsome features were flushed with embarrassment, although Quistis was intrigued to note there still remained a flush of sexual excitement about him also.

Qui had used the lull in the immediate proceedings to cross the room and pick up the picture of her he had dropped it, when she had first surprised him. The blonde beauty was shocked when she observed it was a picture of her at the age of sixteen at the SeeD Inauguration Ball. The young SeeD had appeared quite lovely and since it was her second Ball, as she had become a SeeD at the precocious age of fifteen, she had been allowed to dress in other than her SeeD uniform if she so desired. Quistis had worn a slightly above the knee length coral dress to catch the strawberry highlights in her blonde hair and it hugged every contour and curve of her young body.

The former instructor suddenly realized that she hadn't seen this picture in well over a year and, at times, had vaguely wondered where it had gotten to. So now she knew! Seifer had apparently stolen it! Why and when did he do that?

"Where the hell did you get this, Seifer?" Quistis demanded, her ordinarily lovely features tight with anger. She was waving the picture at him that she had clutched in her right hand.

Seifer looked on haughtily at the young woman and didn't even deign to answer her. Instead he demanded, "What the hell are you doing unannounced and uninvited in my room, Trepe? Feeling a little perv in your old age?"

"You should talk," Quistis retorted. "Weren't you just in my room last evening uninvited, when I myself was 'au naturel'?"

"When you were what?" Seifer asked, confused.

"When I didn't have anything on," the lovely woman snapped.

"Oh."

As one of Seifer's hands had slipped slightly during the ensuing conversation, Quistis noticed his erection had remained huge since she had entered the room. 'Isn't that unnatural?' she thought. 'Shouldn't he have been embarrassed by me seeing him and have gotten smaller by now?'

Discovering herself to be completely sexually drawn to him, the beautiful woman with the strawberry-blonde hair suddenly reached down and pulled Seifer's hands away from his groin area.

"Hey!" he protested, but Quistis noticed he didn't struggle with her at all and seemed to be pleased with her attention.

"Hey!" Seifer complained again. "What do you think you're doing?"

The young woman looked up into the ex-knight's face with her most appealing look. "Seifer, I want you to do something for me."

"What's that?" the blond young man asked, suspicion heavy in his voice.

"I want you to masturbate," Quistis explained.

"What?!"

"You heard me. I want you to masturbate. I've never gotten to watch a man masturbate and I want to see it just once."

"Okay," Seifer agreed, reluctantly, "but you have to provide me with some stimulation."

"This isn't good enough for you?" the good-looking young woman asked, holding up her picture that Seifer had been using for inspiration when she had entered the room.

"Nope," he insisted. "I want the real thing or I won't do it."

"Okay, okay," Quistis acquiesced with a sigh. Feeling a little as that young woman must have felt the other night when she stripped on the sidewalk, even though this was only in a hotel room and not outside in a public place and it was only in front of Seifer, who had already seen her completely nude two times in recent days instead of a huge crowd of strangers, Quistis began to slowly remove her apparel, while never taking her eyes off Seifer's masturbation. Once the gorgeous woman had removed her blouse and skirt and was down to her skimpy bra and panties, she noticed her former student seemed to be stroking his huge penis even faster.

When Quistis attempted to retain her bra and panties by purposely not removing them to discover if Seifer would complain, he growled, "Keep going, Trepe or I stop."

The scantily attired young woman considered briefly calling Seifer's bluff but decided, knowing him the way she did, she'd better not. "Okay, okay," she acquiesced with a sigh. Quistis unfastened her bra in front and her plentiful breasts tumbled out. The stunning woman then pushed her panties down to the floor and stepped out of them leaving her standing in front of Seifer once again totally nude.

'What if Xu and the doctor could see me now? They would't believe it...or me either,' Quistis mused as she blushed at the very thought of the people she knew at Garden ever finding out about this. She realized that one thing was certain; if they did, she could surely kiss her chance to become an instructor again goodbye.

Seifer was stroking his eight inch penis the entire length from stem to the head and back again, while intensely staring at the striking young woman with the strawberry-blonde hair. Quistis looked on fascinated with the entire procedure. She stepped a little closer to obtain a better look. The former instructor noticed that Seifer's penis now almost looked as if it were going to stretch further than his skin would allow and that the head of his penis had grown extremely large. Quistis realized he was getting close as he had started making little moaning sounds in the back of his throat as well as making thrusting motions with his hips. Quistis admitted to herself that she did find it flattering that he had not taken his eyes off her the entire time. It was quite obvious to her that it was she who he was making love to when suddenly Seifer began to experience his orgasm. She watched fascinated, because she had never actually seen anything like it before. Whenever a man had had a climax in her experience, she had been involved and hadn't been afforded the opportunity to just watch. Quistis watched as his semen began to shoot out of the head of his penis and land haphazardly. The former instructor noticed that some of it was projectile, while the rest of it seemed to ooze out as an afterthought and drip down the young man's hand and penis. Finally Seifer was completely finished with his orgasm.

"Whew," Quistis heard the ex-knight mutter under his breath.

He looked at her expectedly. "Well," Seifer questioned.

Quistis responded, "Huh? Oh sorry. That was great. Thanks a lot."

"No, that's not it," Seifer explained. "I want you do do something for me now."

With a sudden sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, the fine-looking woman asked, "What is it?"

Her former student explained. "Well, turn about is fair play, isn't it?" As he stood there grinning at Quistis, sudden comprehension filled her eyes.

"Oh, no," she protested. "I couldn't do that."

"Why not? I did it. Or are there things that I can do and you can't, Trepe. Is that it?" Seifer asked in a mocking tone.

Quistis flushed. She hated it when Seifer called her by her last name and she also hated when he felt as though he had beaten her at something.

"Alright, I'll do it," the attractive young woman brazenly agreed. "But no touching me or doing anything else to embarrass me when I'm doing this," she warned.

"No, of course not," Seifer responded, looking as innocent as a choir boy.

The totally naked blonde woman went over and lay down on the bed. She chose to look at the ceiling rather than Seifer, because she was afraid that looking at Seifer might cause her to feel so embarrassed she would have to stop. But in a twist of irony when she opened her legs in a very unlady like manner and slipped her left hand into her labia and
began to manipulate her clitoris, what she imagined in her head was making love to Seifer.

Quistis was actually very good at this activity and knew how to please herself better than a man would, but she still would rather make love to a man, but the other did feel good today. Seifer had a close up view of the blonde beauty manipulating her sex with her fingers. He had never really witnessed something like this before and was already finding it extremely stimulating as he felt his penis begin to harden again.

When the ex-knight noticed that his former instructor was beginning to near her climax, he disappeared for a moment without Quistis noticing as she had her eyes closed. The young woman doubled her efforts when she felt her orgasm whirling up in her from deep inside, when suddenly her cum overflowed.

"Oh Hyne," Quistis groaned, when suddenly she heard a click and saw a bright light for a second behind her veiled lids.

The young woman snapped her eyes open to see Seifer standing directly over her obviously having just taken a photograph of her; a photograph of her writhing on the bed with her eyes closed experiencing an orgasm with cum cascading from her!

"Seifer, you bastard! Give me that!" Quistis screamed at him, while reaching out for the camera.

The totally nude woman jumped up from the bed too suddenly considering her recent activities and slightly staggered, as she attempted to cross the room to him. The tall young man scooped up his clothes from off the floor and scurried into the bathroom with the offending camera and slammed and locked the door behind him.

Totally ignoring Quistis, who was outside of the bathroom calling him every name in the book, Seifer donned his attire and then checked the camera. By the time he exited the bathroom, Quistis had fled. The room lay empty.


Irvine proved to be as good as his word and immediately following his breakfast, he headed back to Studio 54. Standing on the sidewalk across the street from the club, the tall cowboy pondered his new problem. Since he had been instrumental in chasing the old doorman away, he had no way into Studio 54 at this time of day, because he didn't recognize the new employee, who was standing outside the front door. Irvine slouched back against the wall of a building so as to be out of the way of pedestrian traffic on the sidewalk, when he was amazed to see the middle-aged man from their first night in town, who had been questioning them concerning Seifer, scurry into the club. Even more mysterious still, the man exited Studio 54 a few moments later accompanied by the missing Ambassador Harmon.

'Now what the hell is going on here?!' the tall man wondered.

Feeling completely perplexed at this point, he set off down the sidewalk at a discreet distance behind them. He wished he could have gotten closer to hear what they were discussing, as it was obvious they were having an animated conversation concerning something important to them.

A few minutes later it became perfectly obvious to Irvine that they were returning to the hotel. He stepped his pace up a little, so as to be able to keep them within his eyesight when they entered the hotel. Entering the lobby too many steps behind them to keep them
within his eyesight at all times, he panicked for a second when he couldn't immediately observe them anywhere in the lobby.

'Shit!' Irvine thought, as he glimpsed the two men already in the elevator as the doors closed taking them up. The tall cowboy ran over to the elevators and watched the numbers above the doors indicating what floor the elevator was currently on. He observed that the elevator stopped on the third and he decided to take a chance that they had gotten off there rather than someone else getting on or off.

As Irvine sprinted toward the stairwell to take the stairs in hopes that would be faster than waiting for another elevator to arrive, Irvine again thought, 'What the hell is going on here?'

Arriving at the third floor and bursting out of the stairwell a few minutes later, Irvine was completely stunned to observe the dark-haired man, Chad Harmon and Seifer - of all people -gathered out in the hall talking. Before Irvine could adjust to this amazing turn of events, the former doorman at 'Studio 54' stepped out of a door four rooms down with a drawn pistol in his right hand pointed directly at the group! Irvine realized instinctively he didn't have the time to warn anybody before the man could fire, so he pulled 'Exeter' out from beneath his long cattleman's coat and was preparing to fire a particularly dangerous, desperate shot considering the crowdedness of the corridor just as Quistis opened the door of her hotel room and stepped out in the hall completely blocking his line of fire!

'God damn it!' "Quistis, get down!" the marksman shouted, his only hope lay in her instant complete obedience to his command.

Quistis instantly threw herself into Seifer with as much as force as she could muster knocking him off his feet and into the dark-haired man, who crashed into Chad Harmon. Everyone ended on the floor in a heap leaving Irvine a clear shot at the would be assassin. BANG! BANG! The former doorman fell dead, having developed a third eye in the center of his forehead and an unwanted hole in his throat.


Approximately thirty minutes later, they were all in Quistis' room discussing what had really occurred. The police had been called; they investigated and left ruling it a justifiable homicide. The coroner's office also investigated and then lugged the corpse off with them. Ambassador Harmon sat in the one chair in the room, as Irvine and Quistis sat on her bed. The middle-aged, dark-haired man, whose name turned out to be Ray, stood beside Seifer in the center of the room.

Ambassador Harmon was speaking. "This isn't really as complicated as it looks to you. There is an extremely right-wing faction in my country, who is totally against these peace talks and, in fact, wants to reconvene the war. Their plan was to have me kidnapped, murder me and leave my body somewhere it could be readily discovered and make it look as if the East Academy resistance party committed it. Then Deling City would have the excuse it needed to move back in and seize power again."

Ray explained, "Somehow Mr. Almasy here got wind of this and managed to bring it to us on the sly. Naturally enough he wanted to make a deal so he could be exonerated for his crimes by at least one country, so he could have somewhere to legally live."

"We only had information that it was going to be handled by someone at Studio 54, but we had no idea who," Harmon continued. "Finally it was decided that I should drop out
of sight for a couple of days until we could pinpoint who was going to do the kidnapping."

"But why were you asking us about Seifer?" Quistis asked turning to Ray. "That doesn't seem to make any sense to me."

"Well, the Garden sending two of its operatives who happened to know Seifer extremely well was very unfortunate from our standpoint. We needed to ascertain if you happened to catch a glimpse of him what you might say or do about it. By lying to me that you didn't know him demonstrated that you two still felt a certain loyalty to him and you could probably be expected to not cause a fuss if you saw him somewhere."

"Pretty sneaky," complimented Irvine. "But why did they decide just to assassinate the Ambassador instead of kidnapping him first?"

"I think it was because of the time factor involved. By Mr. Harmon being able to hide out from them for the last couple of days and the conference wrapping up tomorrow, they no longer had the luxury of kidnapping him and then killing him," explained Ray.

"They just had to hope they could pin this on the East Academy group. My best guess is that the gun that he was using could be traced back to them or maybe he was going to drop a note to the newspaper."

Ambassador Harmon spoke to Irvine. "We all owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude that we'll never be able to repay, but I will promise to file a complete report with your Headmaster and sing your praises to the highest in it."

Irvine smiled and ducked his head slightly. "Well, thank you, but you're thanking the wrong person." Seeing the confusion on Chad Harmon's face, Irvine continued. "If Quistis hadn't reacted without hesitation to my command in that split second, there would be no one here to thank me."

Turning to Quistis, the Galbadian politician declared, "Then it is you who I should be thanking, but trust me; both of you will be mentioned very positively in the report we send back with you along with a substantial bonus from Deling City."

The ambassador stood up from his chair. "Now if you will excuse us, Ray and I need to attend what's left of the conference."

The Galbadian politician and investigator left the hotel room. Irvine gazed intently at Seifer and Quistis and smirked.

"What?" Quistis questioned, suddenly feeling rather uneasy.

"You two didn't think you had me fooled, did you?" the cowboy wondered.

Quistis suddenly flushed. "I don't have any idea what you're talking about," she protested.

"You sure you want me to get into this?" Irvine questioned. "Toothpaste, indeed!"

Quistis blushed deep red all the way up to the roots of her blonde hair. "But however would you have suspected it was Seifer?"

"Simplicity, itself," quipped the tall young man. "You were getting it on with someone. You hadn't been out and met anybody, so unless you were having an affair with the doorman or one of the housemen, which I greatly doubted, then it had to be with whoever was secretly coming into your room."

Irvine drew a breath and Seifer smirked at Quistis, who responded by arching her left eyebrow in the direction of Irvine. "Since you lied to me and told me nobody had come through that side door, and the odds on were strong that this was the mysterious romantic visitor, then obviously it had to be someone you didn't want me to know about. Now who
could that be? Could it be Seifer, who we had already been questioned about? Ergo, still think you two had me fooled?"

Quistis looked helplessly at Seifer, who understanding her nonverbal message, retorted, "Okay, Einstein, very good. Now vamoose! Me and the instructor got some things to talk about."

This tactless statement was guaranteed to cause Quistis further embarrassment causing her to flush heavily. Irvine laughed and responded, "Don't worry. I don't want to hang around and watch. In fact, I have a date for lunch with Cindy."

Lifting his hat slightly, Irvine spoke, while wearing a large grin. "So good to see you again, Seifer. Now don't do anything that I wouldn't do."

After Irvine had left and closed the hotel room door on his way out, Seifer declared, "What a clown!"

"That clown saved your life!" Quistis retorted.

"So he did," agreed the blond man. "Then that must make us double clowns, Trepe."

"Seifer, I hate it when you call me by my last name," complained the young woman.

"I know you do, that's why I do it," Seifer pointed out, while pulling Quistis to him and embracing her tightly.

"How about I call you Almasy?" asked the former instructor.

Seifer laughed. "Doesn't bother me," he replied, while reaching down with his left hand and unzipping her green skirt. The handsome young man then unclasped her skirt allowing it to fall at her feet, revealing her extremely scanty lace panties and her long wonderfully proportioned legs.

"Seifer," Quistis protested, but only half-heartedly.

"What, Trepe?" the ex-knight responded, while suddenly pulling her panties down to the floor, revealing her labia and her striking strawberry-blonde pubic hair.

"Don't call me Trepe and what do you think you're doing?" the lovely woman demanded, while attempting to pull away from the tall blond man.

Seifer leaned down and covered her protests with his mouth, this time being much more gentle, yet passionate than before. Quistis, feeling the difference in his approach, totally gave herself up to him responding in like style. The two young lovers kissed and kissed and kissed; as though they had nothing better to do with the duration of their lives than rest in each others' arms and explore each other's mouth.

Finally, after long minutes had passed, the handsome young man began to unfasten Quistis' white blouse, until it hung completely open displaying her copious breasts, which were currently covered only by a flimsy white bra. When Seifer began to gently run his left hand up the young blonde's flat stomach, Quistis moaned in pleasure at the touch of his hand.

Quistis opened up her bra from the front allowing her delightfully shaped breasts to tumble free of restraint.

Seifer, gazing down upon his lover's nude body, admitted, "Trepe, you surely are a knockout." And he began to first kiss her breasts and then began to suckle her nipples; first her left one until it arose in his mouth and then her right one.

"Don't call me Trepe," Quistis groaned from the intense pleasure she was experiencing. She reached down and pulled his zipper down on his trousers and then unbuttoned the top button. The young woman moved her left hand down inside of his jockey shorts and cupped his testicles.

"Oh yes, Trepe," Seifer murmured, while he pushed her blouse off her upper body and then totally removed her bra, leaving her standing stark naked except for her tasteful green shoes.

Quistis increased the pressure of her hand squeezing his testicles substantially harder and then demanded, "What did you just call me?"

"Quistis," he groaned with some alacrity, "I just called you Quistis."

"That's what I thought you said," the blonde woman smirked and released his balls and began to stroke his penis, which grew thick inside of his jockey shorts.

Seifer pushed his trousers and jockey shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them releasing his fully erected penis into his former instructor's hand.

Quistis began to stroke her hand on the full length of his cock and the handsome young man removed his shirt, finally becoming totally denuded as well. Seifer again pulled the gorgeous straw-blonde woman into a tight embrace, but this time they both were naked and he loved the feel of her bare body on his as they again began passionately kissing.

The tall ex-knight picked Quistis up in his arms and carried her easily over to the bed, as though she were made out of feathers. Seifer gently lay the beautiful young woman down on the bed on her back and then climbed aboard himself. The attractive young man sat up on his knees and gazed down at Quistis' awesome unclothed beauty; her bountiful marvelously shaped breasts with their tight little nipples, her flat stomach and narrow waist, her completely distended labia with its profuse strawberry-blonde pubic hair and her long shapely legs.

"Come on, lover," Quistis invited in a whisper and held out her arms to embrace him.
Seifer accepted the invitation, as he bent down, resting on his elbows and began to kiss the sensuous woman again and again, while running his tongue all around inside her mouth.

The lovely young woman arched her back and pushed upwards, causing her labia to rub against the head of the ex-knights' eight-inch erection, which triggered a groan of pleasure from him. Quistis lowered her left hand from Seifer's back and reached down and helped guide his stiffened penis into her engorged labia.

"Ooh," the young woman exclaimed, as her lover began to move inside of her. Continuing to lean on his elbows and knees, Seifer made long and deep strokes into Quistis, seemingly in absolutely no hurry as he kept a slow steady rhythm. The very attractive young woman met each of his thrusts by arching her body in the same tempo driving his already very long penis even further into her.

Seifer looked deeply into her beautiful eyes and a small smile actually escaped his lips, allowing Quistis to notice that he appeared completely at peace for the first time in all the years she had known him. Suddenly the young man's entire body tensed and then twitched as he ejaculated his orgasm. "Oh, no," he murmured.

"It's okay, love," Quistis cooed. "I'll catch up later. It pleases me to have such an affect on you."

A short while later the young man and the young woman, who had experienced so much hardship in their lives up to this point, lay sleepily intertwined with each other in Quistis' bed. Each of them smiled at the other before drifting off to sleep.


It was much later in the day. Shadows were beginning to gather across the hotel room floor from the lack of sunlight gleaming through the windows. Seifer and Quistis silently
went about preparing themselves to go out for dinner. They were planning on stopping at Irvine's room to invite him to go along with them. Quistis had attempted to call him, but no one answered. The young woman wasn't concerned or surprised about that, because she assumed he was sleeping.

As Quistis had completed her grooming first, she crossed the room to where the tall young man was attempting to wrestle with a brand new shirt and was standing naked from the waist up.

"These damn shirts," Seifer complained. "Why do they have to put so many pins in them, anyway?"

The female SeeD utilized her stealth training well and crept up behind Seifer, while holding something hidden behind her back. Quistis set the object down beside her and put her arms around the tall blond man preventing from doing anything further with the new shirt for the time being.

"Seifer," the stunning young woman cooed, while sliding her hands downward finally culminating in placing them just inside the waistband of his trousers.

"What?" Seifer gasped hoarsely.

Unbuttoning his trousers and then pulling the zipper down, Quistis inquired, "Do we have to leave right this second? I mean I have something I would like to do first."

So saying, the blonde woman suddenly yanked his trousers and jockey shorts down to the floor. The blonde woman reached around the front of Seifer with her left hand. She grasped his penis, which was already beginning to grow hard and stroked it until it reached its full eight-inch length.

"Oh Hyne," muttered Seifer.

Quistis withdrew her hand and grasping him by the shoulder she spun him quickly to face her. As his trousers and jockey shorts were still laying at his feet, Seifer, standing completely nude, became partially entangled with them and was more than slightly off balance. He was surprised that his lover was still fully dressed and vaguely wondered uneasily what she might have in mind.

"What's up, Trepe?" the blond ex-knight asked suspiciously.

"This," she exclaimed, while reaching down beside her and pulling up a camera. Click, click, click, click - Quistis snapped off four quick shots of Seifer standing stark naked with his eight-inch erection poking out in front of him!

"Hey!" The blond ex-knight angrily exclaimed, while reaching out blindly due to the four flashbulbs that had just exploded in his eyes. "Give me that!"

The former instructor easily stepped away from him. "I don't think so, Almasy, although I may just decide to pass these around the women's dormitory. I'm sure that Xu, Selphie and Rinoa would get a good laugh out of them."

Seifer attempted to step forward quickly totally forgetting that his trousers and jockey shorts were still around his ankles and he pitched head first on to the floor. "Ow!" he cried out in pain.

Showing no mercy at all, Quistis ignored questioning him if he were alright, but instead used this opportunity to remove the roll of film carefully from the back of the camera so as to not expose it to any light and then hoisted her skirt up and dropped it inside the vault - her panties. She then inserted a new roll of film into the camera.

"Almasy, get up off the floor, pull your pants up, put that shirt on and let's go to dinner," the blonde woman ordered.

"Oh, you are so cold," Seifer complained, while regaining his feet.

"Mwahaha! You didn't realize who you were screwing with, did you?" Quistis challenged.

"Why yes, I think I do," the ex-knight replied quietly.

When the full implication of what she had just uttered hit her, the blonde woman flushed and hurried to explain. "I didn't mean it that way, you know."

"Relax, Trepe," Seifer responded, while completing his dressing for dinner. "But you needn't have bothered, you know. I didn't have any film in the camera."

"Oh, come on," Quistis challenged. "That's too thin."

"Think about it," he replied. "Where and when did I have the opportunity to buy film for the camera? Outside of Ultimecia's castle at the local future 7-11 for instance?"

The woman with strawberry-blonde hair began to laugh. "Even if I do believe you, I may show these around on general principles."

"If you do, I still have friends there, you know," Seifer responded. "They'll get you back for sure."

Quistis' lovely face fell. "You're not coming back with us?" she asked in a sudden low tone.

"Think about it, Quistis," the tall man replied. "They're not gonna let me back in the Garden. In fact, I'm not sure they wouldn't have me arrested. I'm sure commander puberty would love to."

The beautiful young woman stamped her foot in frustration. "Squall would not! And neither would Cid. In fact, the first thing I'm going to do when we get back is talk to Cid about you reentering Garden. I'm sure I can convince him."

"What about Xu?" Seifer inquired. "You'll never convince her of anything for me outside of a lifetime prison sentence."

Quistis laughed. "That's very true, Seifer, but Xu doesn't have the power over Cid anymore, now that Edea's back."

The ex-knight's mouth dropped open for a second in surprise. "What are you saying?" he demanded.

"Never mind," the blonde beauty replied slyly. "I don't tell tales out of school. Now let's go."

Two minutes later they were standing in front of Irvine's hotel room door. After knocking several times and not receiving a response, Seifer suggested they go to dinner without him.

I promised him that I would come get him when we went to dinner," Quistis insisted.

"Well, Trepe," the ex-knight declared sardonically, "I don't think he's here. Now lets go, I'm starving."

Ignoring him, the strong willed woman tested the door knob and found it willing as she turned it easily. It had been left unlocked.

"I don't know about this, Trepe," Seifer warned.

"Shhh!" Quistis warned in a stage whisper. "And quit calling me Trepe!"

"Okay, Trepe," joked the tall young man.

The female SeeD suddenly whirled and punched Seifer hard in the bicep!

"Ow!!" he responded.

"Now hush up," she ordered, while beginning to creep into the semi-darkened room.
Entering the hotel room silently, Quistis was less than amazed to observe Irvine laying completely nude of top of the bed. The reason he hadn't answered the phone or the door was he was currently involved sexually with the totally nude Cindy. And much to Quistis' shocked amusement, the young cowboy was also frolicking with one of the maids, who was also stark naked!

Since the three had shown absolutely no recognition of anyone entering the room, the former instructor stepped up to the front of the bed, and taking her camera out, she aimed and began to fire. Click, click, click, click - the flashbulbs went off alerting the sexual participants that something was more than slightly amiss.

When Seifer observed Irvine suddenly sit bolt upright and the frightened and shocked look that ran across his almost pretty features, he guffawed out loud.

"What the hell?!" Irvine exclaimed.

Quistis explained, while holding up the camera. "If you don't want Selphie to see these, you will immediately forget all you know about me and a certain ex-knight."

The long haired man didn't even blink before answering, "Deal," he said.

The blonde operative replied, "Then we'll be leaving," and she turned toward the door.

Seifer exclaimed with wonder in his voice, "Trepe, you are something else!"

"It's about time you found that out," she smiled. "Let's go eat."

And the two new lovers walked out of the hotel room hand in hand and into their future history.

The End