I'm Gonna Get You!

I can see you. Leaning up against the wall at this stupid celebration for the saving of the world. You don't care, you know you don't belong. You didn't have anything to do with the saving of the world, and you don't care.

I smirk; your stance is so much like that of your so-called "rival's" that it's amusing.

I see you glowering at everyone in the room; you dare them to make something of your presence. No one does. They know as well as you and I do that you don't belong there. Seifer Almasy was instrumental in the almost-destruction of time as we know it; why was he invited? You catch my eye for a moment, and a smirk comes to your face.

I uncross my arms, and walk over to you. You don't say anything at first, which is to be expected. How does one react with someone who has my newly-found confidence? I smirk, placing my hands firmly on my hips. I see you give me a once-over, and I smile, knowing that I look damn good.

"Instructor Trepe." Your voice is deeper than it was when you left. Sadness? Or maybe it was you that hit puberty late. The idea sends another sarcastic smirk to my lips, and I saunter out of the room, to the main foyer and beyond, to the elevator. I turn off the little voice in my head that tells me not to do this, and turn around.

You're standing there. You don't do anything, so I decide to start us off. I grab onto your stupid trench coat--I notice that it's not frayed anymore, so you either got Fujin to repair it or bought a new one--and pull you to me, kissing you almost brutally. You're startled at first, but soon you respond, almost bruising my lips in what I can only call an attempt to suck the life out of me. Damn; who'd have thought that you'd be a good kisser?

You push me up against the wall, kissing me still, and I feel your hands begin to wander up my body. I smile underneath the kiss, and hurriedly push at the buttons to the elevator. You're still kissing me when it opens, and we fall through the door.

Halfway between the second and first floors, I reach behind you--you're against the wall now--and push the emergency stop button. You're already hard, I can feel it. I smile, proud of my handiwork, and push your coat into a silvery puddle on the floor. You seem almost astonished; of course, when we were growing up, I was the serious one. Who'd have thought I go for sex in elevators? I unclasp your vest, and you stand in front of me, naked from the waist up. I push you back against the wall and continue kissing you while simultaneously undressing you.

Almost unconsciously, you reach up and push my hair out of the way. I smile when your hand goes towards my shoulder, and you tug at my shirt. I help you along and unbutton it while you lean forward and suck greedily at my neck. An unbidden thought comes; I hope it doesn't leave a mark. I push it aside and continue stripping myself, much like I did before to you.

We're both naked now, and I kneel down and slowly begin to take your length into my mouth. You try to muffle a moan, and don't quite succeed. I smile and continue my ministrations, slowly drawing my teeth, lightly, along you. You shudder, and I stand up and kiss you again. Another moan.

I pull you from the wall and up against me, against the other wall. You're surprised, but don't object. Pull you up against me, feeling your hardness against my stomach. To my surprise, you reach down and begin to fondle me, and I find myself groaning in pleasure. A smile crosses your face; finally, I was wondering when you'd get one.

You slide me up against the wall and slowly, gently, impale me on your length. A full-fledged moan escapes my lips, and I arch my back up against the cool metal of the elevator wall. You reach up with one hand, the other still on my hip, and fondle my left breast. You begin to move your hips, in time to my moaning, and draw my nipple into your mouth.

I meet you at every thrust. Your mouth moves from my nipple to my chest and neck, and I clench myself around you, knowing that it brings both of us immense pleasure. Hyne, how I've wanted this; probably since I got you in my class and realized how fucking hot you'd gotten in the passing years.

I feel a throbbing need in my lower belly; I pant, something about harder, harder, faster, and you comply. Your eyes close and you arch back, and I know that you're about as close as I am. Harder, faster, please, harder...

I lean down and suck at your neck, greedily. You seem surprised again, but once again, you do not complain. Instead, you lean your head in the crook of my neck, your breath coming harder and faster, much like your administration of my poor bruised self.

I bite the junction of shoulder and neck, slowly, tantalizingly. You moan and pump even harder, almost bruising my neither reigens with every thrust.

I straighten suddenly, banging my head on the metal behind me, struck with the urgency, the throbbing need. My head goes back and I cry out, and somewhere in front of me I hear you crying my name.

Suddenly, we are finished, and your knees can't seem to hold you up, let alone both of us. We slowly slide to the floor, still up against the cool metal. Your breath evens slowly, and then your beautiful green eyes look up to meet my cool ones. I close my eyes slowly, and then open them, wondering what you think about this impromptu meeting. I don't get the chance to ask you, however, because you slowly lean over and kiss me. My eyes close, and I savor every moment of it. You taste like stale cigarette smoke, but because it's coming from you it's the most delicious taste on the fucking planet.

"Wouldn't have expected this of you." You say. I smile, and don't say anything. I wrap my arms around your neck, kissing you in the places that I know are most sensitive at this point, and you shudder underneath me. Your arms encircle me, and I know that this sort of thing is going to continue with us. I find that I don't mind at all. You murmur my name, and I know that while we should get dressed, we're going to continue this stupid cuddle-fest for a while. And that's just the way I want it.

"I'm Gonna Get You!" is performed by Kelly Cosmo. It's from Dance Dance Revolution Extreme. I didn't create it. I also didn't create FF8. God, I wish I had. Anyway, this song fucking rocks and everyone should get a copy by any means necessary.