Love is...

Notice: I've never written adult fan fiction before (i've tried, but never pulled it off) so please be easy on me, as this will probably be a piece of shit fanfic. I'm trying, okay? I love aff. So don't flame me until I've written at least three or four of these fics!! Also, sorry if it's a little short...

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters...even when I've written them so OOC (especially squall, jeez....)!!

Love is...

one-shot by orydea


"Have you ever been in love?"

The young commander looked up at the sudden question, surprised. Embarrassed, he turned his head from the smiling president and bent his neck forward. He tried to recall ever feeling "love." Was sex love? He didn't think so, but he wasn't sure. He had never even had sex with anybody. The closest he had gotten was a simple kiss with Rinoa and making out with Irvine on a drunken whim. No, he decided, he had never been in love.

Laguna chuckled at the boy's silence.

"Guess that's a no," he said lightly, taking a sip of his coffee.

Chin resting on the palm of his hand, Squall blinked at the older man, who looked much more powerful than he really was fit to be, in the godly light of Esthar through the tall windows as he lounged casually at his untide desk.

"Have you ever been in love?" He asked Laguna quietly, and the man's face brightened intensely.

"Oh, defintely!"

Ungracefully, he slammed his coffee cup down onto his desk and popped a mint into his mouth.

"I've been in love before, in fact...Squall, I think you've already met 'em all!"

He nodded slightly, vaguely remembering Julia and Raine. Even though the young brunette had not inquired further, Laguna continued cheerfully.

"The best thing about love is: it gets so much better each time it happens to you."

The ex-soldier sighed happily and stared distantly out the window, suddenly feeling nostalgic. Slightly amused, Squall watched the high-on-life commander relent into a state of tranquil soberness. In the long silence that followed, the young commander wondered how he could possibly be related to the immature man he saw before him. But he didn't dislike the man's extroverted disposition...not at all...in face, he was taken by it. In a way, he was proud.

Laguna finally came back to reality, and he cleared his throat then gestured the boy over. Carefully, Squall got up and walked over to the president with an air of grace and pride about him that it seemed the other man could never have.

But Laguna knew him better. As he gazed up at the eyes that everyone else saw as icy and unwelcoming, he saw a confused and scared child. He certainly understood the boy better than anybody else. His breathtaking features...that his whole body was so gorgeous to everyone and he honestly didn't realize it...Laguna understood that though Squall seemed mature and serious at first glance, he was still a lonely child with a vulnerable naivete. He was quite beautiful, really.

Laguna took the young man's hands and pushed them against his own, lacing their fingertips together. He looked up again at the confused boy and smiled. It wasn't his normal bright grin, but an intense and mysterious smile that he rarely used. Nervous, Squall found that he couldn't move his eyes from Laguna's. It scared him.

"I love you, Squall," the man said easily, smile curving up whimsically.

The boy's eyebrows rose a tiny bit and his eyes widened with an irresistable innocence rarely seen on his face. Heart racing, he swore his stomach was turning over.

Sucking in a quiet breath, his eyelids fluttered down and he pressed forward, pushing his weight into Laguna's hands. Carefully and uncertainly, he touched his lips onto the other man's. His breath hitched in his throat when he realized that...Laguna was returning the chaste kiss.

With a gentle tremor of anxiety, Squall pulled back and looked away. Laguna gasped quietly and pulled the boy down onto his lap, embracing him tightly. Weakly, Squall wrapped his arms around the man. They sat quietly like that for a minute, the gunblader's breathing becoming increasingly uneven as Laguna's cool breath danced over and across the back of his neck.

Suddenly, the lights of the city outside started to shut down, and the two men watched in silenced stupor as the blackout came closer and hit the presidential office as well. The two pulled slightly apart and found that they could not see a bit of anything in the cold dark. They waited for a while, faces inches apart, when Laguna pulled the boy up and spun him down onto the wooden desk.

He instantly captured Squall's lips in a sloppy kiss. Gasping for breath, the young man eagerly returned the affection and let his tongue roam freely. Laguna's heart swelled and he let his cool fingers promenade across the boy's chest, gently pulling his white tee shirt up and nudging the leather jacket off. As he drummed his fingers tenderly on Squall's stomach, the young commander felt an unusual wave of wanting and insanity wash over him. Letting out a stifled breath, he bucked his hips up into Laguna's.

In the blackness, the president moaned contentedly and traced lines up the boy's chest with feather-light kisses and stopping at each of his hardened nipples. Carefully, he drew light circles with his tongue around the boy's right bud, dabbing at the tip playfully, making him gasp again and moan heatedly, bucking his hips up in insane need for the other man. Holding down the brunette's wildly jerking hips, Laguna grazed his teeth along the boy's abdomen and down to the top of his tight leather pants.

Squall's leg twitched and he tried to bend his knees to help his pants off, but he jerked his hips again, making it impossible. Struggling for control of stiffened arousal, Laguna pushed their lips together and played around Squall's swollen lips with his tongue, holding him up with one strong arm and sliding the other hand into Squall's pants, gently stroking his finger along the crevice in his ass.

The brunette made a choking sound and Laguna looked up in concern, only to be reminded that he couldn't see a thing in the dark.

"Are you....hahhh...are you...okay?" He forced out, and the boy only whimpered.

"I...I...hahh, haah...I...like it..." Squall panted, and the older man dove down and nibbled at his lower lip affectionately.

Carefully, the man removed his hand from Squall's backside and pushed the boy's pants halfway down his narrow hips. Just as he dragged his tongue across the boy's face and jabbed it into his panting mouth, Laguna lost his footing on the ground and fell onto the desk, sending the two tumbling over the other side. Laguna clutched onto him and flipped so that he landed on his back, Squall on top of him. As they rested for a moment, panting in exhaustion, Laguna's hair tie came undone. Squall crouched over the man, legs straddling his waist, fingers running lovingly through his long hair.

Laguna gasped and arched his neck as far back as he could, fumbing with undoing the boy's belt. The small brunette tightly straddled his waist and gripped his shoulders, bending over and licking Laguna's vulnerable neck up and down, popping wet kisses and leaving strings of saliva on his soft skin. The dark-haired man moaned loudly in ecstasy and finally managed to tug off Squall's pants and briefs.

Electric waves pulsed down to Laguna's aching groin, and he bucked wildy against Squall. Reluctantly, Squall climbed down for a moment to pull off Laguna's clothes, tracing the skin with his canine teeth and causing the man to gasp and shudder in pleasure. The younger man rested his head on Laguna's abdomen for a moment, then lifted his face and gently grasped the man's stiffened shaft, flicking at the underside with his tongue, immediately enchanted by the foreign taste.

Laguna's lips parted widely and he let out a loud, deep, and throaty moan, tangling his fingers in Squall's hair and bucking up in ecstasy. Squall gasped for breath as the mans' legs wrapped tightly around his shoulders. Opening his mouth wide, he rapidly flicked his tongue back and forth up Laguna's length, making him pant and groan loudly, frantically massaging Squall's hair.

Just when he felt like the fire in his erection would explode, the older man gently pulled Squall's face off him, and hugging him to his chest, kissed him sloppily. Pulling himself off the ground, Laguna picked up the smaller boy and, still kissing him, walked them to a wall and pushed him up against it. They pulled apart for a moment, a string of saliva connecting their hanging mouths.

"Listen..." Laguna panted, "...I-I don't...hahh...want to...hah...take you...with...hah...without being...sure..."

The brunette sighed quietly and placed a chaste kiss on the man's cheek.

"D-don't worry...hahh..." He rested his face on the man's shoulder, still pressed up against the wall, "...I...hahh...I'm sure...so...haaahhh...t-take me. Please..."

Laguna bit his lip and his heart swelled. Gently, he lifted his hips and poked his erection at the boy's untouched opening. Pressing their bare chests together, Laguna touched his lips to Squall's ear.

"Haahhh...this is...hah...gonna hurt...hah, hah....so just hold...hahhh...hold on...."

Nibbling Squall's earlobe as a distraction, he nudged himself in a little bit, and the boy immediately dug his strong fingers into Laguna's back. Still pressed against the wall, the brunette locked his legs around the man as blinding pain shot up his back. He squeezed his eyes shut as tears formed at their corners. He had never felt this sort of pain before...the kind that was so unimaginably agonizing but that he desired so much of. He shifted to urge Laguna on. The older man sucked in a breath and, holding Squall up against the wall, pushed in a little further.

"Nghhh..." Squall grunted and tears slowly slid down his sweaty face as he dug his fingers further into Laguna's back.

"I can...stop...if you want..." the man whispered, and Squall took a few deep breaths.

"Pah-please...I need..."

Laguna smiled and touched a finger to the gunblader's swollen lips. Holding his breath, Laguna pulled out a little and then forced all the way in, reaching the boy's sweet spot immediately.

"Nnaagh...nngghaaAAAAAAHHHH!" The brunette cried out, the intense pain ripping him apart from inside out, and the immense pleasure piecing him together again.

Moaning incoherently, Laguna pulled out and rammed in again at uneven intervals. Some times with blinding force, and some times with careful control. They both moaned loudly and the hot, spasming muscles inside the boy only stiffened Laguna's shaft even more, creating more pain and pleaure for both of them.

"Ahh...hahh...Laguna...La...Lagunaaahh..." Squall moaned, pleading breathlessly.

Right when the man was about to pound in again and Squall had about reached his breaking point, the lights of Esthar returned and they were momentarily blinded. As soon as Laguna saw the boy, he was entranced. Pushed up against the wall, legs wrapped around the man, Squall's eyes were clamped shut and an expression of pleasure and a little bit of pain could be read on his face. His face was flushed, and tear stains were streaked down his cheeks, under a thin glow of glistening sweat. As he panted, his lips hung forward and back, without control but for the heavy breaths escaping his throat. He looked like an angel, and Laguna...loved it.

Slowly, he pulled out and with a quiet grunt, Laguna thrusted himself in a last time. Squall's breath hitched in his throat.

"Laguna...LaaaAAAAAAAAAAA!!" Crying out in fervent pleasure, Squall poured his seed onto Laguna's chest. With a stifled hiss, the man released inside Squall.

Immediately, Squall lost control of his weight and slumped down, and Laguna slid down onto the floor to let Squall rest. Panting and exhausted, Laguna pulled himself out and caught Squall's reddened lips in an ardent kiss. The brunette sighed contentedly and returned the kiss, then languished and fell back against the wall in exhaustion. Laguna smiled and chuckled.

o0o0o0o0o

"LAGUNA, I'M COMING IN NOW."

Laguna's chest shook with eased laughter as Kiros threw open the office door and stepped in. Just an hour ago, he'd had what he considered the best sex of his entire life, and he had neglected to let Kiros into his office to shower him with urgent messages from important officers in Esthar about the power outage. Just then, Squall walked out of the president's bathroom, combing his wet hair right out of the shower. He glanced at Laguna, and they shared a smile (almost invisible on Squall's part.)

"Why wouldn't you let me in?! I keep getting these reports from who knows who, complaining and asking for you! What were you even doing during the blackout?! Were you even CONSIDERING doing something about......."

Kiros stopped his reprimanding as a lingering scent of sex and pheromones reached his nose. Silenced, he looked at Laguna, then Squall, then Laguna again. He cleared his throat and stepped to the side of the door. Squall walked over to the door, shaking his head a little and spraying little droplets of water on Kiros. He opened the door and took a step.

"Hey, umm...." Laguna called out, feeling awkward, "I'll see you later, ok?"

Smiling whimsically, in the tiniest way, Squall turned around.

"Laguna..." he hesitated, and Kiros and Laguna watched expectantly. "...ehh...bye..and...I love you."

Silenced for a moment, the president beamed and ran a finger through his hair.

"I love you too, Squall!" he said happily, and Squall's lips curved up an increment. He left.

Kiros, on the other hand, looked at Laguna like he was crazy.

"Gods, you seriously are the strangest person I've ever met," he said flatly.

The president smiled and laughed sheepishly.

"Yep, I guess I am," he sighed. "But I'm the happiest man in the world!"

"Sheesh...no kidding. Now...about those reports...."

~end~

Gods, that had to be the cheesiest thing i've ever written...anyway, reviews please! Pleeeeeeeeease O.O and dont' be mean, this was my first lemon.