Unconditional Love

~*Part 5*~


I quickly punched the code to unlock the door to my quarters and swished the card through, pleased that I didn’t mess up or have to redo it because of my nervousness of the figthatthat stood behind me, watching and waiting.

It was at least around 11 p.m. before we came to the gates of the Garden. We had gone to Fujin and Raijin’s before returninge, de, deciding to continue our get-together a little longer and to clean up a little before leaving. Both Aeolus and Dew had changed and had fallen asleep in a matter of moments when we arrived there.

Which is why he is standing behind me.

Seifer, that is.

The door swished open when the light turned green and I tossed my duffel bag that held our wet towels and things and Dew’s noodle on the ground beside the door as Seifer walked in, carrying Dew.

Without stopping to spare me a glance, Seifer walked in and went straight to Dew’s room to put her to bed. I tried not to think about him as I empty the duffel bag of the wet towels, making mental note to have them washed tomorrow, otherwise mildew would grow on them and they would stink.

Such trivial thoughts at a time like this.

There was no doubt about it. I wanted Seifer and I would take whatever he gave - even if there were no promises at the end of the night. I really don’t know how these feelings came about, but I wasn’t about to question.

At the time, our rivalry was just that - a rivalry. There werehiddhidden feelings, no misplaced desires, no real anger. It was simply competition to be the best. He wanted to be on top and I wanted to be perfect.

Not to mention, we were both stubborn.

Neither of us were going to back down without a fight.

However, after the war and the time we spent together, we began to see each other in another light. I began to see Seifer for who he was, not the shell he hid behind, much like I was dropping all the masks.

Or at least, most of it.

Changing it maybe.

We were also just teenagers. Two teenagers who were awkward in our own skin, looking for where we belonged in the world. It was easy to vent out our frustrations on someone innocent, if not everyone.

I pushed people away, while Seifer bullied them.

It wasn’t logical, but it made us feel better.

Seifer and I had always been different then many of the cadets there. It wasn’t that we were the only ones in the Garden that had no family - the rest of the cadets had family: A few distant blood-related relatives or not - or the only two gunbladers, but something else separated us. To this day I truly don’t know what, but something did.

We took everything seriously, maybe. Even though Seifer pretended to play everything off, he was a part of the Disciplinary Committee for a reason. He studied as hard as I did and was right ahead, behind, or beside me in marks. No one knew except for Fujin and Raijin about his studying habits.

I, myself, didn’t learn this till later.

We were dedicated to becoming soldiers. That was what we wanted to be, and we were giving it our all to do it.

Like I said before, we were soldiers through and through.

It also makes me wonder if that is why we were the main players in the war. Sure they were many others, but Seifer was the enemy while I played the hero. Everyone knew us by our faces while others they looked at with curiosity and slight recognition, but had trouble placing.

They always recognized us instantly.

The bad and the good.

Where’s the ugly?

That would have to be Rinoa.

I was simply considering that no one else could play the parts we did. Zell definitely wasn’t hero, nor enemy material. At the time he was too immature to be either and was somewhat of a follower. Now he still really couldn’t play hero, but would be the best for the right-hand man to trust and have help.

Irvine was too laidback to be on either side - not any drive to make him be really evil, or good. Selphie didn’t have the concentration and dedication to be a hero, nor did she have the darkness in her to be the enemy. Quistis - like they said when they took her teaching license away - didn’t really have the confidence to be either. She definitely had the smarts and strategy, but wasn’t much ofeadeeader under extreme amounts of pressure. Rinoa was too dumb to be more than the damsel on distress. Nida too shy. Xu too by-the-book driven.

Only Seifer and I fit the bill.

Scary thing was that we could have been either.

I have and had enough darkness in me to be the enemy and I knew it. Just as Seifer had - and still has - enough goodness in him to play hero. If Ultimecia had chosen me to be her knight, things would have been different, but the outcome would have likely been the same.

I truly wonder what would have happened if I was on the wrong side . . .

“Our little Dewdrop is out like a light.” I jumped and spun around to see Seifer, who didn’t look at me as he walked to the kitchen. I studied his calm, graceful movements as he pulled out a can of V8 and opened it with a pop.

He was truly a sexy man.

Yet as I watch him he took a few mouthfuls, I realized I didn’t really want to speak to him right now. I want him and that won’t change for a long time, but I feel too . . . vulnerable at the moment to explain myself, or put up with anymore of his games.

It was nice to see that Seifer was now using his intelligence.

But I had no patience, or energy for it at the moment.

As confident as I may seem, things of the heart still confuse and scare the hell out of me. I never had much practice and I don’t fully understand them. The heart tends to do things without listening to the brain at all.

It feels things that should be illogical and unconditionally.

Like Dew.

On all rights, I shouldn’t love her so unconditionally because I knew nothing of her. She was a newborn child. She knew nothing of me, nor I her. I shouldn’t have fallen in love with her at first sight like that. Love takes time and some sort of exchange.

But my heart decided that in her innocence she was to be loved.

My brain and logic had absolutely no say.

Neither did I, really.

“What are you thinking about?” Seifer asked, interrupting my thoughts again. I sighed, rubbing a temple as I calmly looked at him.

I shouldn’t be scared of him, nor nervous.

I trusted him. He would never hurt me like he had in the past. We weren’t frustrated teenagers anymore. We still had certain frustrations like all human beings, but we didn’t irrationally redirect it at innocent people . . . all the time.

Seifer was a man and so was I. If he offered to take our friendship to a new level, then I would accept. I was attracted to Seifer and maybe in time we would fall in love. I already loved him as my friend, like I did Zell, Quistis and the rest of them.

If not, then we could probably easily return to the lifestyle we had before.

I don’t think Seifer would ever use me as Rinoa had.

Scientifically and physically, he couldn’t. However, Seifer was not that low. He was also fairly serious when it came to that. One thing about Seifer, he never used sex as a weapon like some women and other men do. He may tease about it, or maybe share a few kisses to test the waters, but he didn’t fuck around with the real thing.

Excuse the pun.

I know this because it was something we talked about with Rinoa. He told me he had slept with Rinoa and was willing to have a serious relationship with her because he thought - like I had - that he loved her and she was meant for him. He didn’t like to screw around with people’s emotions because it was low and he never wanted to be played like that.

Bulling and fucking were two completely different things.

Soon as sex was involved, it got dangerous and very personal.

Sex was a very personal thing to Seifer as it was for me. I wasn’t particularly open about it and Seifer wasn’t the kiss-and-tell type either. That was why I never learned about Rinoa till she told me when Seifer was thought to be dead.

I don’t think Fujin and Raijin even knew about that short summer fling.

“About various things.” I answered, leaning against the back of the couch letting him see my profile as I looked at my feet.

“Oh?” Seifer grunted, standing between the two counters in the kitchen so that both hands rested comfortably on each counter - one holding his can of V8 - as he watched me. I turned to look at him, to see that he was truly interested about what I was thinking about.

“Nothimpoimportant.” I shook my head, turning so that I faced him and that my hip was resting on the couch.

“It seemed important. I’ve interrupted you twice and you went back a third time.” Seifer continued, not letting up. Okay, yes it was important to me because I need to gather my thoughts and figure out what I’m feeling and what is going on.

Can’t he let it go?

“Just about Rinoa and things.” I replied, hoping that mentioning her would hint him enough to drop it, but instead he was intrigued.

“Why her?” He snorted and I shook my head as I walked around the couch to sit down. “Or is it about relationships? Afraid to try again? Afraid of getting hurt?” Seifer continued as I leaned my head back on the cushioned couch.

I gave a small smile, wondering if he did this with everyone.

His ability at reading people was uncanny.

An ability, it seems, he has learned with experience and maturity while I was gone.

“I’m not afr. . . . . just wary.” I corrected and Seifer said nothing; waiting for me to continue. “I want to start a relationship - with you if you are offering - but I do fear the consequences like I do every action. Rinoa hurt me and put me through a lot of emotional pain because she was determined to live out her dream. I guess, I’m just . . . hesitant to put that much of myself in someone else’s hands again.” I said, looking at the black TV ahead of me.

I then heard Seifer move. Sud Suddenly my view of the TV was obscured by Seifer, who kneeled before me and placed his hands on my knees.

“It’s understandable to have fears, but I wonder why you hold no hatred towards Rinoa. You seem . . . calm when you speak about it.” Seifer said, frowning as he looked up at me. “It’s obvious that you loath Rinoa and what happened, but you treat it offhandedly and annoyance rather than consuming hatred like most would and do.” Seifer continued, half talking to himself.

I arched an eyebrow, considering his words as I looked down at him. It was obvious that he had taken his place on purpose to give me the illusion of control so I would be more open. Then again, he knew that I knew.

He was an indeed a threat to my composure, but it was true; there was anger and loathing towards Rinoa. There always would be, but not hatred.

Not true passionate hatred that I’ve felt before.

Not like I did with Seifer.

“True. I guess I don’t see the point, or really have the energy to try and make Rinoa’s life miserable. I have many other things to do then waste my time wallowing over what she did to me. I’m 25 and I still have a lot of my life left. Rinoa is not going to waste the rest of it by making me a bitter old man.” I said, cocking my head as Seifer smirked.

“I don’t think I could ever see you as a bitter man.” Seifer chuckled, shaking his head and I sighed, leaning my head back to relax.

I then felt a soft, smooth kiss on my knee.

I looked up to see jade eyes that were sparking with the mischief I knew so well.

“What exactly are you doing, Mr. Almasy?” I asked, in a mock drawling voice while looking down at him as he shifted to place his chin on my knee as his hand worked up my leg.

“Well, Mr. Leonhart, I was simply answering your earlier question.” Seifer replied, slowly crawling closer like a predator.

“That would be . . . ?” I drawled, knowing bloody well what question he was talking about and his answer. My voice was calm, but my heart wasn’t and blood was rushing everywhere as my heart pounded in my chest.

I was simply playing with him as he was me.

“Whether or not I wanted a relationship with you.” Seifer said, breezily and sat on the couch with his knees on either side of the couch as he straddled me. His hands rested on either side of my head, but none of his body touching mine.

It reminded me of the night before.

How I wanted to reach out and touch him.

“The answer is yes.” Seifer hissed in my ear and I gave a small groan as he chuckled. His hands running up and down my arms. “I have for quite awhile and I’m not about to pass up the chance while I have it.” Seifer continued whispering in my ear.

“Oh? How long?” I asked, intrigued as I reached to touch his chest.

“Since sometime when I came back after the war and you were babysitting me.” Seifer murmured as he bru his his lips across my ear and starting to work down my jaw. He then caught my lips in a possessive, but passionate kiss. I arched my body, wanting to get closer as his hands started to move under my shirt.

“Why didn’t you do anything then?” I finally gasped out when we both pulled away for air. Seifer sighed, pulling at my shirt to take it off. He didn’t answer till he tossed my shirt aside and I was naked from the waist up.

“Because you were with Rinoa.” Was the simple reply as his hands stroked my chest.

“Maybe so, but you know I wasn’t with Rinoa.” I countered, catching Seifer’s hands to stop for a moment as he looked up at me with an arched eyebrow.

“You may have not been with Rinoa, but I didn’t know much of your intention with her and if I wasn’t going to start a relationship with you - if you thought of men sexually, which I didn’t know till yesterday - when you were attached to Rinoa in any form.” Seifer said, sounding a little trattrated that I had stopped him, but answered my question calmly.

“But I’m with Rinoa now. I’m still married to her.” I continued to argue, instead of thanking my stars and taking everything Seifer was willing to give.

I don’t know what I was looking for from Seifer.

However, I had a feeling I wasn’t going to find it tonight.

“It’s different, Squall. I was pretty sure your relationship with her on a personal level was over, but I did nothing because . . . it was still a confusing time for us. You and I were still stumbling around our friendship, not completely sure about things, or emotions. I just . . . just didn’t want to make it more confusing then.” Seifer sighed, his answer confusing and dodging something, but true.

“But Seifer - ” I started again, but was quickly interrupted with a kiss.

“No, Squall. No more questions about the past. Past is past. I talking about the future. I want to have a future with you. I want to put all the bad times behind us and have a future together. Do you want to?” Seifer asked sternly, sitting back and watching me.

He was right. Past is past.

Let’s not dwell on what could have been and work for the future.

“Yes.” I hissed as I reached out to bring him closer to me, but he was already there, meeting me half way.

At first the kiss was gentle, a kiss of slow discovery and foreplay. A simple brush of the hair, the soft nudge or stroke of the nose against a cheek, a wandering caress along the leg to spark the arousal.

He pulled away, his jade eyes watchful as I dumbly looked at his slightly swollen lips.

I could already feel the press of my arousal against the nylon constriction of my swimming trunks and his own brushing my thigh.

That’s when it became more heated.

lipslips then caught mine again in a ravishing kiss with it force and intensity that I was quick to imitate; finally getting what I really wanted and needed . His hands everywhere, finding the places that made me moan wantonly. I tugged at his shirt till he finally pulled his hands away from me long enough to removed the shirt.

Before he could catch my lips again, I ducked diving for his neck that I started to nibble, lick and suckle as I rubbed my palms up and down his firm chest while he groaned appreciatively.

“I don’t mean to interrupt.” Seifer murmured huskily as he caught my face between his hands and pulled me up to face him. I gave a slight pout at the interruption which earned me a hushed chuckle. “But last time we did this here, we almost had a audience. I think it would be best if we moved to the bedroom.”

I sighed, remembering what Dew walked in on.

It wasn’t the fact we were both men.

It was more than fact that she was barely over 5 and sex was not something you discuss with a child that age. Sidn’idn’t need to see or know it yet. Better to keep it behind closed for now.

“Point taken.” I replied, rolling my hips so that our erections brushed and he groaned loudly before taking the hint and getting up off of me, but grabbing my hand in a death grip. “Come.” I said, tugging him behind me as I lead him to my bedroom.

“I plan to.” Seifer muttered, seductively. I caught the double meaning and sighed, shaking my head before using my well-disguised strength to swing him on the bed after closing the door.

“I plan to too. And it’s going to be in you.” I cooed as I pushed him down on the bed with a bounce and crawled up him on my hands and kneHe jHe just smirked and watched me, waiting till I came face-to-face with him.

“Think ya can handle me?” Seifer asked, cockily.

Yes, he was still the reckless, mouthy blond I grew up with.

I hoped he never changed.

“No.” I smirked in returned as I tugged his swimming shorts down, and gripped his erection, teasing it with my fingers as he moaned. I watched his blond eyelashes flutter for a few moments as I stroked his now dripping erection before continuing. “I know I can handle you.” I retorted and Seifer simply grabbed my shoulders to pull me down in a bruising kiss.

Panting, we pulled away looking at each other with trust and desire.

With a bit of struggle, we removed the rest of our clothing - which included only our swimming shorts - before I was back in my place above him with his legs around my knees as I kneeled between them.

I licked a trail up his chest as I reached for the bottle of hand lotion that I kept there. It was the best I had at the moment. I have wanted Seifer for a long time, but that didn’t mean I prepared for it.

I think I’m losing my touch.

I used to be prepared for everything at one time.

As I was reaching for lotilotion, Seifer wrapped his arms around my chest and caught one of my nipples between his teeth. My hand wavered before finally plunking and grabbing the bottle of lotion while Seifer worried my nipple a little longer before switching to the other while I moaned mindlessly.

Gently I move down, causing his mouth to fall away from my nipple which caused a disappointed grunt from Seifer. I opened the lotion to spread some on my fingers and entering him with one finger.

I worried it for a while, covering the area with lotion before entering another finger as Seifer wrapped his legs around waist, nug atg at me to move closer.

He was still impatient as ever.

“I’m not a virgin, Squall. You’ve prepared me enough. I want you now!” Seifer exclaimed, his jade eyes flashing as they met mine. I arched a brow while using the extra lotion to coat my erection.

He was about to protest again, but I entered him in one swift thrust causing the complaint to melt away into a gasp. I joined him, pushing his legs up a bit further to enter him fully, moaning at the velvet heat s ens encased in.

God, how I’ve dreamed of this.

“You’re so tight.” I murmured, letting my forehead rest on his shoulder as I sat enjoying the warmth I was wrapped in. I reached up combing my fingers through his blond silky hair, enjoying just being in him. Seifer growled underneath me and purposely tightened the muscles around me causing me to give a whimper of pleasure.

“Better think about moving soon, Leonhart, or it’s gonna get ugly.” Seifer threatened, hoarsely. I smirked, pulling out and thrusting back in slowly and with purpose while gently tugging his hair.

So the slow pace started as I reached to stroked him at the same pace that was driving him insane and occasionally fondling with the soft sacks underneath. I know it was driving him mad because he swore and cursed at me to get moving, continually. I wanted to speed up, but I was enjoying this temporary hold over him.

Not everyday you have your ex-rival under your complete control.

Even less often having them writhing in ecstasy either.

I swore right there that it wouldn’t be the last either - and I was more than willing to exchange places with him anytime.

To get even Seifer contracted his muscles around me in the already unbelievably tight passage. Not able to take it anymore - much to Seifer’s relief - the pace increased. Increased till you could hardly hear our pants, moans, groans, gasp, or any other noise from our mouths over the creaking of the bed and the sound of our sweaty bodies slapping and moving together.

I felt Seifer clutched mind-boggling tight around me as he climaxed in my hand with a loud gruntle groan of my name.

I soon followed suit with a hushed gasp of his own name while bursting hot and quick inside of him. I leaned down on him while we both relaxed, panting for air as our heart’s found an slower more regular beat.

With a muttered groan, I pulled out of him and flopped beside him.

“Not bad, Leonhart. Not bad.” Seifer said, his voice hushed while I looked at him with a glare. He simply chuckled, moving my head to his chest and forcing it to rest there while he combed his finger through it.

“Whatever.” I said, somewhat heatedly, but lacking the energy.

I knew Seifer was teasing, but I wasn’t in the mood to play anymore.

Seifer seemed to sense this.

“It was great, actually Squall.” Seifer sighed, hugging me closer and I could feel his tangled blond hair brushing my shoulders and face. I smiled warmly while reaching to play with his hair after whipping his seed on the sheets. He grunted, closing his eyes as I wound my fingers around his long hair.

I found that I loved his hair.

It was a silky as it looked.

“We’ll have to do it again.” I smirked, kissing his cheek before replacing my head on his chest slowing succumbing to the sleep my body was begging for. It had been a long day and my body was finally satisfied in a sexual sense.

“Well now that you are my boyfriend, I can see this happening on a regular basis.” Seifer said and I felt a little shiver up my spine when spoke my new relationship with him. I had hated when Rinoa called me her boyfriend or husband, but with Seifer, I almost wished it was more than ‘boyfriend’. “However, next time I get to be on top.” Seifer asserted.

“Whatever.” I yawned. I rubbed my eyes wearily before closing them. “We shall see, Seifer.” I muttered, tired.

“You just go to sleep.” Seifer murmured, stroking the side of my face.

That was the one - and probably the only - command I obeyed the whole night.


~*TBC*~