Fatality I: Teasing
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Four Days Later
Disclaimer: Nope, they ain't mine and they never will be. I'm just doing this for my own amusement.
A/N 11/15: AFF.net had issues and one chapter in the middle went missing, so I had to reupload 7/12 of this fic. But since I'd already removed all my earlier notes and warnings, I'm not going to bother retyping them, just repost this fic right.
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It’s been four days since Irvine decided to burst into my office and get exactly what he wanted, a bit rougher than I would have expected it. The soreness has gone away for the most part, but there are a few lingering marks on my hips from where he grabbed me. Aside from that, I can’t help but feel anything but totally humiliated. If it had been anyone else catching the two of us together, shrugging it off and going on with life would be simple, but it was Rinoa. I’m not sure why she came to talk to me because she’s been ignoring me ever since then. So has Irvine, for that matter.
The only good thing is that she hasn’t told anyone or else I would have heard about it by now. I know that most of Garden is pretty open-minded, but the negative reactions I heard when Quistis and Xu made their relationship public has convinced me that things would only be worse if people knew what there was between me and Irvine. But what exactly would you call the fact that Irvine and I screw each other senseless, but I’m almost certain he wants more than that?
His kiss was welcome, as was the groping, but I hadn’t expected him to be so forceful with making his point clear. It looks like we’re both a couple of exhibitionists because he didn’t seem to mind our location and neither did I. Well, at least not until we were actually caught.
As for me, that desire to cuddle close to him was just a one-time urge, brought on by the fact that I was worn out after a long day and he just happened to be close by. Finding myself waking up against him was strange, but it felt somehow right at the same time…Hyne, I never expected things could be this complicated. I don’t have feelings for him; I can’t let myself care about someone again because all it led to last time was just one big messy end.
My breakup with Rinoa wasn’t as simple as some people would like it to believe- she said that although I’d been open and nice enough right after defeating Ultimecia, I’d been going back into that shell of mine for no reason lately. I’d had a reason, but she wouldn’t have liked to hear it, so I let her believe there wasn’t one.
That was a few months ago, yet I still remember most of the things she said before leaving for Timber. The next night is when Laguna and I went to Deling City, hoping to make me relax. Why did she come back to Garden? What was she going to tell me if she hadn’t seen me bent over the desk, Irvine behind me? I guess I’ll never find out.
Right now, I’m sitting in the Quad, watching everyone around me talk and go about their lives. Everyone, that is, aside from the two people I’m both hoping and dreading to see and talk to again. A flash of blue in the distance makes me look up and blink several times. Rinoa’s talking to Quistis and Selphie right now, hopefully not talking about what she saw four days ago. While I sit there eating an apple, I see her stand up and move closer to me, but my mind doesn’t really register it until I hear her voice.
“Squall, get up and come talk to me. I haven’t said anything to anyone about what I saw in your office, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
I’m well aware of the fact that she hasn’t said anything, but talking to her would mean I risk confusing myself even more, especially if she asks the one question I have the feeling she’s going to be asking. But, I feel like I owe her some kind of an explanation, so I nod, stand up, say, “Somewhere else, somewhere with less people,” while walking towards the exit and heading towards my room.
He knew what he was doing with his fingers, just making me ready enough for him without doing anything else, all of his motions more urgent than I’d even thought possible from him. What was going on in his mind, what did he want to prove by taking me like that?
She follows me, most likely noting that my eyes are on the ground as opposed to on her, but I don’t say anything until we get inside my room and sit on either end of the couch, finally lifting my gaze to see that she looks very confused and still a little hurt, but not disgusted like I’d seen previously.
“What did you want to talk about?”
“I came here from Timber to ask you if you’d consider giving me another chance. I shouldn’t have expected you to stay like you were right after Ultimecia was defeated and I’m sorry for not letting you explain yourself.”
How wonderful…she said the one thing I’d hoped she would never tell me because now I’m in the spot of having to explain what it was that was on my mind several months ago when I’d started going back into my shell. Having to explain to her than my mind had began to see guys as attractive as well as her is something I don’t want to do, but the part of my mind that tells me I owe her an explanation won’t shut up, so I choose my words carefully and begin to speak.
“I should have told you this the first time you wanted to know what was on my mind, but I didn’t because I couldn’t tell you what I hadn’t personally accepted. I closed up again because I found myself being attracted to Irvine and it felt strange. That, and the fact that once everything had come to an end, I knew that my feelings for you weren’t going to last. I lost myself in the drama of the Second Sorceress War and for a while, you brought me down to the ground. You don’t anymore though.” My mind adds something else to that, but it remains in my eyes, where Rinoa can probably read it.
“I could see the way he looked at you in your office and I know he wants more than just what Selphie told me was between the two of you. And I think you care about him too, don’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have looked at me like that when I accidentally walked in.” She’s obviously hurt at the fact that I won’t give her another chance, but it’s almost scary that she knows my mind better than I do. Reaching over to rest one of my hands on top of hers, I look up, let our eyes meet, and take a deep breath.
“I’m sorry if things here didn’t go the way you wanted them to, Rinoa. I never expected to find him attractive, much less think of him the way I do now, but I hope we can still be friends. You’ve always been able to tell what I’m feeling before I admit it to myself and I’d like it if you kept telling me what you think I feel.” If Irvine ever hears that Selphie told Rinoa, I’m not sure what will happen to their friendship, so I decide that my mouth is staying shut about that piece of information.
She can only nod with tears visible in her eyes before she gives me a quick hug and leaves the room silently. Admitting to myself that I actually care about Irvine had taken every bit of guts I possess as well as the trust that she’s not going to run off and tell everyone about us. Now what do I do? Do I tell him the arrangement’s off and let him guess why or do I let things continue as they were before? I can’t tell him what I feel though, even if Rinoa claimed to see that he feels the same. He’d insist on going public and the last thing I need is people harassing us simply because of our feelings towards each other. Besides, he’s not exactly someone known for his past fidelity.
If Laguna were here, I’d talk to him and see what he’d advise me to do, but he’s back in Esthar with Kiros and Ward instead of here when I really need someone to talk to. It’s still early afternoon and he’s probably in meetings or I’d call him…on second thought, that sounds like a pretty good idea.
His hands grip my hips in retaliation for the marks I left on him while his fast, hard thrusts strike a spot inside me that makes me groan, wanting more of that extreme pleasure and he’s only happy to oblige while I get louder and louder. Sweet Hyne, I want more moments like that as well as the feeling I had earlier while just resting against him in the morning.
For another couple of hours, I sit there with my head on my gloved hand while I wonder what I’m supposed to do with the knowledge Rinoa forced me to admit. As much as part of me wants to, I simply can’t enter a relationship with Irvine - I’ll just end up scaring him away because after a little while of happiness and time when I actually feel like talking and not being ‘Mr. Ice’, I’ll close up again because I always do in the end, no matter how great I feel or what people would like me to do. Finally, I decide that the time is right for a phone call, so I pick up the phone and call Laguna, thankful to hear his voice and not that of his secretary on the other end.
“Hey, Laguna, I need some advice and you’re the only person that I trust to give it to me. Rinoa just made me realize that I care about Irvine, but I don’t want to tell him. Should I?”
He actually laughs at that question, making me wonder what’s so funny before his tone changes to serious and I can just guess the look on his face right now. “So that’s what you’ve been so serious about lately. Well, it would make him feel a lot better if he knew his feelings were returned, but it’s your call in the end. Just don’t let fear get in the way of something that could be really great.”
We talk for a while longer about other things, but my mind keeps going back to his words. Somehow, he’s got definite proof that Irvine cares, but I’m not going to ask how he knows that. I’m still confused because I know I should tell him and let whatever happens next just happen without worry, but I don’t want to…maybe more time or another night with him will give me the answer.
A/N 11/15: AFF.net had issues and one chapter in the middle went missing, so I had to reupload 7/12 of this fic. But since I'd already removed all my earlier notes and warnings, I'm not going to bother retyping them, just repost this fic right.
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It’s been four days since Irvine decided to burst into my office and get exactly what he wanted, a bit rougher than I would have expected it. The soreness has gone away for the most part, but there are a few lingering marks on my hips from where he grabbed me. Aside from that, I can’t help but feel anything but totally humiliated. If it had been anyone else catching the two of us together, shrugging it off and going on with life would be simple, but it was Rinoa. I’m not sure why she came to talk to me because she’s been ignoring me ever since then. So has Irvine, for that matter.
The only good thing is that she hasn’t told anyone or else I would have heard about it by now. I know that most of Garden is pretty open-minded, but the negative reactions I heard when Quistis and Xu made their relationship public has convinced me that things would only be worse if people knew what there was between me and Irvine. But what exactly would you call the fact that Irvine and I screw each other senseless, but I’m almost certain he wants more than that?
His kiss was welcome, as was the groping, but I hadn’t expected him to be so forceful with making his point clear. It looks like we’re both a couple of exhibitionists because he didn’t seem to mind our location and neither did I. Well, at least not until we were actually caught.
As for me, that desire to cuddle close to him was just a one-time urge, brought on by the fact that I was worn out after a long day and he just happened to be close by. Finding myself waking up against him was strange, but it felt somehow right at the same time…Hyne, I never expected things could be this complicated. I don’t have feelings for him; I can’t let myself care about someone again because all it led to last time was just one big messy end.
My breakup with Rinoa wasn’t as simple as some people would like it to believe- she said that although I’d been open and nice enough right after defeating Ultimecia, I’d been going back into that shell of mine for no reason lately. I’d had a reason, but she wouldn’t have liked to hear it, so I let her believe there wasn’t one.
That was a few months ago, yet I still remember most of the things she said before leaving for Timber. The next night is when Laguna and I went to Deling City, hoping to make me relax. Why did she come back to Garden? What was she going to tell me if she hadn’t seen me bent over the desk, Irvine behind me? I guess I’ll never find out.
Right now, I’m sitting in the Quad, watching everyone around me talk and go about their lives. Everyone, that is, aside from the two people I’m both hoping and dreading to see and talk to again. A flash of blue in the distance makes me look up and blink several times. Rinoa’s talking to Quistis and Selphie right now, hopefully not talking about what she saw four days ago. While I sit there eating an apple, I see her stand up and move closer to me, but my mind doesn’t really register it until I hear her voice.
“Squall, get up and come talk to me. I haven’t said anything to anyone about what I saw in your office, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
I’m well aware of the fact that she hasn’t said anything, but talking to her would mean I risk confusing myself even more, especially if she asks the one question I have the feeling she’s going to be asking. But, I feel like I owe her some kind of an explanation, so I nod, stand up, say, “Somewhere else, somewhere with less people,” while walking towards the exit and heading towards my room.
He knew what he was doing with his fingers, just making me ready enough for him without doing anything else, all of his motions more urgent than I’d even thought possible from him. What was going on in his mind, what did he want to prove by taking me like that?
She follows me, most likely noting that my eyes are on the ground as opposed to on her, but I don’t say anything until we get inside my room and sit on either end of the couch, finally lifting my gaze to see that she looks very confused and still a little hurt, but not disgusted like I’d seen previously.
“What did you want to talk about?”
“I came here from Timber to ask you if you’d consider giving me another chance. I shouldn’t have expected you to stay like you were right after Ultimecia was defeated and I’m sorry for not letting you explain yourself.”
How wonderful…she said the one thing I’d hoped she would never tell me because now I’m in the spot of having to explain what it was that was on my mind several months ago when I’d started going back into my shell. Having to explain to her than my mind had began to see guys as attractive as well as her is something I don’t want to do, but the part of my mind that tells me I owe her an explanation won’t shut up, so I choose my words carefully and begin to speak.
“I should have told you this the first time you wanted to know what was on my mind, but I didn’t because I couldn’t tell you what I hadn’t personally accepted. I closed up again because I found myself being attracted to Irvine and it felt strange. That, and the fact that once everything had come to an end, I knew that my feelings for you weren’t going to last. I lost myself in the drama of the Second Sorceress War and for a while, you brought me down to the ground. You don’t anymore though.” My mind adds something else to that, but it remains in my eyes, where Rinoa can probably read it.
“I could see the way he looked at you in your office and I know he wants more than just what Selphie told me was between the two of you. And I think you care about him too, don’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have looked at me like that when I accidentally walked in.” She’s obviously hurt at the fact that I won’t give her another chance, but it’s almost scary that she knows my mind better than I do. Reaching over to rest one of my hands on top of hers, I look up, let our eyes meet, and take a deep breath.
“I’m sorry if things here didn’t go the way you wanted them to, Rinoa. I never expected to find him attractive, much less think of him the way I do now, but I hope we can still be friends. You’ve always been able to tell what I’m feeling before I admit it to myself and I’d like it if you kept telling me what you think I feel.” If Irvine ever hears that Selphie told Rinoa, I’m not sure what will happen to their friendship, so I decide that my mouth is staying shut about that piece of information.
She can only nod with tears visible in her eyes before she gives me a quick hug and leaves the room silently. Admitting to myself that I actually care about Irvine had taken every bit of guts I possess as well as the trust that she’s not going to run off and tell everyone about us. Now what do I do? Do I tell him the arrangement’s off and let him guess why or do I let things continue as they were before? I can’t tell him what I feel though, even if Rinoa claimed to see that he feels the same. He’d insist on going public and the last thing I need is people harassing us simply because of our feelings towards each other. Besides, he’s not exactly someone known for his past fidelity.
If Laguna were here, I’d talk to him and see what he’d advise me to do, but he’s back in Esthar with Kiros and Ward instead of here when I really need someone to talk to. It’s still early afternoon and he’s probably in meetings or I’d call him…on second thought, that sounds like a pretty good idea.
His hands grip my hips in retaliation for the marks I left on him while his fast, hard thrusts strike a spot inside me that makes me groan, wanting more of that extreme pleasure and he’s only happy to oblige while I get louder and louder. Sweet Hyne, I want more moments like that as well as the feeling I had earlier while just resting against him in the morning.
For another couple of hours, I sit there with my head on my gloved hand while I wonder what I’m supposed to do with the knowledge Rinoa forced me to admit. As much as part of me wants to, I simply can’t enter a relationship with Irvine - I’ll just end up scaring him away because after a little while of happiness and time when I actually feel like talking and not being ‘Mr. Ice’, I’ll close up again because I always do in the end, no matter how great I feel or what people would like me to do. Finally, I decide that the time is right for a phone call, so I pick up the phone and call Laguna, thankful to hear his voice and not that of his secretary on the other end.
“Hey, Laguna, I need some advice and you’re the only person that I trust to give it to me. Rinoa just made me realize that I care about Irvine, but I don’t want to tell him. Should I?”
He actually laughs at that question, making me wonder what’s so funny before his tone changes to serious and I can just guess the look on his face right now. “So that’s what you’ve been so serious about lately. Well, it would make him feel a lot better if he knew his feelings were returned, but it’s your call in the end. Just don’t let fear get in the way of something that could be really great.”
We talk for a while longer about other things, but my mind keeps going back to his words. Somehow, he’s got definite proof that Irvine cares, but I’m not going to ask how he knows that. I’m still confused because I know I should tell him and let whatever happens next just happen without worry, but I don’t want to…maybe more time or another night with him will give me the answer.