Force
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Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,059
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Force
Title: Force
Author: Miklusca
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC, BDSM, Yaoi and Solo.
Pairing: Seifer X Squall
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 8 or Squaresoft.
Feedback: Yes, though I won't get any.
Summary: Basically Seifer lusts after Squall until he snaps and does the unthinkable. One-shot unless begged.
Authors Note: I know it just jumps in.
Force
Seifer woke up sweating; he had that dream again of him screwing the brains out of Squall, his ultimate rival. The Asian teen was in all of his dreams as of late. But it was only a dream, Squall wasn't into males. Seifer groaned as he pictured the beautiful male. He pulled off his boxers, freeing his flesh; he began to rub himself, wrapping his hand around. He could just see Squall doing this to him, jerking him off. He pumped his hand faster, his panting getting louder.
He cried out as he came and spurted onto his sheets, he shuddered and got up. He pulled off his bedding and threw them in the corner to be washed. He needed a shower and went into his bathroom, turning on the water. 'This is getting too much! I need him!' He turned off the water and dried off with a towel he stole from Squall. No matter how many times it was washed it always managed to smell like him. He dressed and went to class, each class with Squall, he wanted him more.
At lunch he sat with Raijin, Fuijin was somewhere else at the moment. "So you want him ya know." Seifer glared at him. "Shut up!" Raijin raised his hands. "Sorry. I just know you want his tight ass ya know." He left Seifer to his thoughts. He spotted Squall sitting, not really eating. 'Damn he's so sexy!' Seifer sighed and dumped his tray and went to his room skipping the rest of his classes. He sat on his bed and brought out his scrapbook. From cover to cover it was covered with pictures and such of Squall.
He growled and closed it, putting it away. He flopped on the bed and decided to find Squall later. He couldn't get him out of his mind. When he was younger he always found Squall interesting, but when puberty hit it turned into attraction. As the years went by it became worst. He sighed and looked at his watch. 'He'll probably be at the Training Center about now.' He got up and left his dorm room, heading to the center.
When he got there he hid in some bushes and watched as Squall entered the room cautiously. Seifer licked his lips as he watched the leather glide over his skin when he walked. 'I can't stand it!' He grabbed Squall and threw him in the bush. "Seifer what the hell are you doing?!" Seifer stunned him with a punch to the face. He straddled Squall's thin hips and held him down, kissing him hard. Squall struggled and kicked him. Seifer grunted and managed to get two of his belts undone.
He tied the belts to the squirming wrists and secured them to the chain behind them. "Seifer stop!" Squall struggled against the bonds and Seifer roamed the body and forced Squall's pants down. "You bastard!" Seifer licked the salty tears from Squall's face and pulled his own pants down. He covered the full lips with one hand and spread the legs with the other. Squall bit and kicked causing a grunt or curse. With a few more punch's Squall was loopy and couldn't stop the attack.
Seifer positioned himself in between his legs and rubbed himself at the tight entrance. Squall tried to move away, but Seifer held him firm and pushed himself to the hilt and groaned. "You're so fucking tight!" Squall screamed around the hand and cried harder. Seifer kissed him and pulled out then back in again, feeling the blood lubricate him. He thrusted in faster and harder, licking his neck.
"God you feel so good!" Squall tried kicking again, but Seifer drove into him harder causing more tears. Seifer panted and sweat dripped off his nose. He was bucking blindly and without mercy into Squall, feelins cls climax approaching. With a few more vicious thrusts Seifer yelled and spurted into Squall's bloody insides. Squall panted and pulled out. He recoiled in horror, seeing Squall, what he did to him. "I never wanted to hurt you." He pulled up his pants and looked into the blood shot puffy Blue eyes.
Squall just moaned and tried to curl up in a ball. Seifer undid the belts and Squall's wrists bled from them digging in. Seifer ran away and left the bleeding Squall in the bushes. Seifer raced and nearly crashed into Selphie. "Hey, watch it! So rude!" She walked by the bush and heard a groan. "Hello?" She gingerly stepped in and gasped at the sight.
"Squall what the hall happened to you?!" Squall turned away and wouldn't look at her. "Let me help you with your pants." She carefully pulled them up and he whimpered. "What happened? Please tell me." Squall teared up. "Seifer?he forced?!" Selphie knew enough what it meant. Seifer Almsay raped Squall Leonhart, the commander and hero of the world.
Review please.
Author: Miklusca
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC, BDSM, Yaoi and Solo.
Pairing: Seifer X Squall
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 8 or Squaresoft.
Feedback: Yes, though I won't get any.
Summary: Basically Seifer lusts after Squall until he snaps and does the unthinkable. One-shot unless begged.
Authors Note: I know it just jumps in.
Force
Seifer woke up sweating; he had that dream again of him screwing the brains out of Squall, his ultimate rival. The Asian teen was in all of his dreams as of late. But it was only a dream, Squall wasn't into males. Seifer groaned as he pictured the beautiful male. He pulled off his boxers, freeing his flesh; he began to rub himself, wrapping his hand around. He could just see Squall doing this to him, jerking him off. He pumped his hand faster, his panting getting louder.
He cried out as he came and spurted onto his sheets, he shuddered and got up. He pulled off his bedding and threw them in the corner to be washed. He needed a shower and went into his bathroom, turning on the water. 'This is getting too much! I need him!' He turned off the water and dried off with a towel he stole from Squall. No matter how many times it was washed it always managed to smell like him. He dressed and went to class, each class with Squall, he wanted him more.
At lunch he sat with Raijin, Fuijin was somewhere else at the moment. "So you want him ya know." Seifer glared at him. "Shut up!" Raijin raised his hands. "Sorry. I just know you want his tight ass ya know." He left Seifer to his thoughts. He spotted Squall sitting, not really eating. 'Damn he's so sexy!' Seifer sighed and dumped his tray and went to his room skipping the rest of his classes. He sat on his bed and brought out his scrapbook. From cover to cover it was covered with pictures and such of Squall.
He growled and closed it, putting it away. He flopped on the bed and decided to find Squall later. He couldn't get him out of his mind. When he was younger he always found Squall interesting, but when puberty hit it turned into attraction. As the years went by it became worst. He sighed and looked at his watch. 'He'll probably be at the Training Center about now.' He got up and left his dorm room, heading to the center.
When he got there he hid in some bushes and watched as Squall entered the room cautiously. Seifer licked his lips as he watched the leather glide over his skin when he walked. 'I can't stand it!' He grabbed Squall and threw him in the bush. "Seifer what the hell are you doing?!" Seifer stunned him with a punch to the face. He straddled Squall's thin hips and held him down, kissing him hard. Squall struggled and kicked him. Seifer grunted and managed to get two of his belts undone.
He tied the belts to the squirming wrists and secured them to the chain behind them. "Seifer stop!" Squall struggled against the bonds and Seifer roamed the body and forced Squall's pants down. "You bastard!" Seifer licked the salty tears from Squall's face and pulled his own pants down. He covered the full lips with one hand and spread the legs with the other. Squall bit and kicked causing a grunt or curse. With a few more punch's Squall was loopy and couldn't stop the attack.
Seifer positioned himself in between his legs and rubbed himself at the tight entrance. Squall tried to move away, but Seifer held him firm and pushed himself to the hilt and groaned. "You're so fucking tight!" Squall screamed around the hand and cried harder. Seifer kissed him and pulled out then back in again, feeling the blood lubricate him. He thrusted in faster and harder, licking his neck.
"God you feel so good!" Squall tried kicking again, but Seifer drove into him harder causing more tears. Seifer panted and sweat dripped off his nose. He was bucking blindly and without mercy into Squall, feelins cls climax approaching. With a few more vicious thrusts Seifer yelled and spurted into Squall's bloody insides. Squall panted and pulled out. He recoiled in horror, seeing Squall, what he did to him. "I never wanted to hurt you." He pulled up his pants and looked into the blood shot puffy Blue eyes.
Squall just moaned and tried to curl up in a ball. Seifer undid the belts and Squall's wrists bled from them digging in. Seifer ran away and left the bleeding Squall in the bushes. Seifer raced and nearly crashed into Selphie. "Hey, watch it! So rude!" She walked by the bush and heard a groan. "Hello?" She gingerly stepped in and gasped at the sight.
"Squall what the hall happened to you?!" Squall turned away and wouldn't look at her. "Let me help you with your pants." She carefully pulled them up and he whimpered. "What happened? Please tell me." Squall teared up. "Seifer?he forced?!" Selphie knew enough what it meant. Seifer Almsay raped Squall Leonhart, the commander and hero of the world.
Review please.