A surprising visitor
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Category:
Final Fantasy VIII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
886
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
A surprising visitor
Disclaimer: I don't own FFVIII caracters even if I wish I had, I just use them for my personnal needs. I'll give them back, promise.... well maybe not. XD
Plot: Squall gets caugth in a odd position by a surprising visitor. PWP, well ligth plot.
In his office, the commander Squall Leonhart leaned back in his computer chair, pants pulled down, erection in hand. His webcam and microphone were on and on the other side of the connection was a young cowboy he craved to touch.
"Come for me, baby." Irvine said with a low, husky voice.
Slowly his hand moved up and down, a low moan escaped his lips. He almost forgot he was watched when Irvine's voice made him open his eyes. "You're so sexy when loose control." A quick look on the screen showed Squall that the sharpshooter was stroking his self also.
"I wish you were here." he succeded to said between two breaths.
Again, Irvine's low, sexy voice was heard. "Imagine me sucking on that hard cock."
"mmmm... that's good..." answered the brunette, closing his eyes again.
What the two aroused boys didn't know was that outside another young man was peeking througth the sligtly openned window. 'So that's what you do all that time alone in your office when the cowboy's gone.' He ran one hand in his hair, grinning. 'maybe you need some help with that big thing Squally.'
He sneaked his was in the building, stopping just by the commander's door. He turned the power off, and Squall moved in his office. "Damnit!"
He entered the room and the closed the door behind him. "Need some help with that Squall?"
The gunbladist raged. "So you turned the power off!"
He smiled. "Well I saw you from outside I thought maybe I could help you out since the cowboy's gone."
"I was having plenty of fun, thank you. Now leave!" answered the commander.
The other man reached out to touch him but he moved away. "I know you want me. That opposition thing between us, it's just lust."
"Buzz off, Seifer!" A strong arm wrapped around his waist, a hand snaked around his arousal, hot breath on his ear. "We can't leave you in such a state." Squall looks at him.
"I can still jerk off thank you." The blond man smiled. "Between jerking off or fucking I think the choice is easy to make."
The phone rang, the brunette answered and the taller man took this oportunity to take him in his mouth. "Hello..." Squall's voice was hoarse and his breathing was heavy. "Still horny, babe?" asked Irvine's sexy voice. "Yeah but I'm almost finish. We'll make it up tomorow." The cowboy laughed. "Ok then, think about me when you come." he said before hanging up. Seifer's tongue was driving him crazy but he stopped before he could come.
"Wanna fuck with me?" he asked. The gunbladist looked at him. "Strip." Seifer removed his clothes in a snap. "Quite a sexy body you have under those mean looks."
"You're overdressed Leonhart." he answered before taking off the white shirt and the half pulled down leather pants. "So that's what you hid under all that leather. You look good Leonhart."
Squall pushed him against the wall, lips crushing on his. The blond tried to get him to submit with their tongue figth. "Forget it Almasy, you want to fuck with me, you bottom." Seifer smiled. "Are you always like that or do you let the cowboy lay you down?"
The commander's lips trailed down his flat stomach. "Do you know you to shut up?"
The answer came as a low moan when his warm, wet lips wrapped around his manhood. 'Damn, he really know what to do.' thougth the second gunbladist, feeling his sanity leave his body. When Squall felt he was about to come he returned to his lips.
"Lay down." Seifer looked at him. "Where?" With a vague wave he pointed the floor. "The carpet's quite nice."
The tall blond laid down on the thick white carpet. The brunette rumbled through his drawer, finding the tube of lubrifiant he was looking for. Without even looking he uncapped it before coating his fingers. He kissed him again, deeply, as he slid one finger inside, letting his nemesis time to adjust. When he felt the older boy relax he entered a second one, looking for his sweetspot.
Seifer moaned and bucked his hips under him. "God, just get in." Squall slicked his arousal and slowly pushed himself in the other boy. He changed his kiss, making it as distracting as it could be. It half worked, it made the blond forget the ligth burning he was feeling. "You okay?"
Under him the taller boy bit his lip. "Hurts a bit." The commander nibbled on his ear while one hand wrapped around his erection. "Try to relax, sexy."
The slows and steady strokes Squall was executing made him relax. "Move." He slowly trusted in him, hitting the exact same spot that made him crazy with need. "Faster."
With a small groan the other man picked up the pace, getting more exciting sounds from Seifer. His hand was stroking in rythm and the blond was bucking his hips to meet him at each trust. "I'm coming..." said the tall and sexy blond before milking on their stomachs. The thigthing around his hardness made him hit his limit and he spilled in him. Collasping on his chest.
"I should thank Kinneas for this." he said, catching the shorter boy's lips with his. "No need to."
When the commander's heart regained his normal beating he stood up and wiped his belly with tissues. He threw the box to Seifer, before dressing up. "Get dressed and leave, I have work to do."
The gunbladist obeyed. "I would love a recall of this when your cowboy goes away again." He pulled his pants up and looked for his shirt. "We'll see about that Almasy."
Plot: Squall gets caugth in a odd position by a surprising visitor. PWP, well ligth plot.
In his office, the commander Squall Leonhart leaned back in his computer chair, pants pulled down, erection in hand. His webcam and microphone were on and on the other side of the connection was a young cowboy he craved to touch.
"Come for me, baby." Irvine said with a low, husky voice.
Slowly his hand moved up and down, a low moan escaped his lips. He almost forgot he was watched when Irvine's voice made him open his eyes. "You're so sexy when loose control." A quick look on the screen showed Squall that the sharpshooter was stroking his self also.
"I wish you were here." he succeded to said between two breaths.
Again, Irvine's low, sexy voice was heard. "Imagine me sucking on that hard cock."
"mmmm... that's good..." answered the brunette, closing his eyes again.
What the two aroused boys didn't know was that outside another young man was peeking througth the sligtly openned window. 'So that's what you do all that time alone in your office when the cowboy's gone.' He ran one hand in his hair, grinning. 'maybe you need some help with that big thing Squally.'
He sneaked his was in the building, stopping just by the commander's door. He turned the power off, and Squall moved in his office. "Damnit!"
He entered the room and the closed the door behind him. "Need some help with that Squall?"
The gunbladist raged. "So you turned the power off!"
He smiled. "Well I saw you from outside I thought maybe I could help you out since the cowboy's gone."
"I was having plenty of fun, thank you. Now leave!" answered the commander.
The other man reached out to touch him but he moved away. "I know you want me. That opposition thing between us, it's just lust."
"Buzz off, Seifer!" A strong arm wrapped around his waist, a hand snaked around his arousal, hot breath on his ear. "We can't leave you in such a state." Squall looks at him.
"I can still jerk off thank you." The blond man smiled. "Between jerking off or fucking I think the choice is easy to make."
The phone rang, the brunette answered and the taller man took this oportunity to take him in his mouth. "Hello..." Squall's voice was hoarse and his breathing was heavy. "Still horny, babe?" asked Irvine's sexy voice. "Yeah but I'm almost finish. We'll make it up tomorow." The cowboy laughed. "Ok then, think about me when you come." he said before hanging up. Seifer's tongue was driving him crazy but he stopped before he could come.
"Wanna fuck with me?" he asked. The gunbladist looked at him. "Strip." Seifer removed his clothes in a snap. "Quite a sexy body you have under those mean looks."
"You're overdressed Leonhart." he answered before taking off the white shirt and the half pulled down leather pants. "So that's what you hid under all that leather. You look good Leonhart."
Squall pushed him against the wall, lips crushing on his. The blond tried to get him to submit with their tongue figth. "Forget it Almasy, you want to fuck with me, you bottom." Seifer smiled. "Are you always like that or do you let the cowboy lay you down?"
The commander's lips trailed down his flat stomach. "Do you know you to shut up?"
The answer came as a low moan when his warm, wet lips wrapped around his manhood. 'Damn, he really know what to do.' thougth the second gunbladist, feeling his sanity leave his body. When Squall felt he was about to come he returned to his lips.
"Lay down." Seifer looked at him. "Where?" With a vague wave he pointed the floor. "The carpet's quite nice."
The tall blond laid down on the thick white carpet. The brunette rumbled through his drawer, finding the tube of lubrifiant he was looking for. Without even looking he uncapped it before coating his fingers. He kissed him again, deeply, as he slid one finger inside, letting his nemesis time to adjust. When he felt the older boy relax he entered a second one, looking for his sweetspot.
Seifer moaned and bucked his hips under him. "God, just get in." Squall slicked his arousal and slowly pushed himself in the other boy. He changed his kiss, making it as distracting as it could be. It half worked, it made the blond forget the ligth burning he was feeling. "You okay?"
Under him the taller boy bit his lip. "Hurts a bit." The commander nibbled on his ear while one hand wrapped around his erection. "Try to relax, sexy."
The slows and steady strokes Squall was executing made him relax. "Move." He slowly trusted in him, hitting the exact same spot that made him crazy with need. "Faster."
With a small groan the other man picked up the pace, getting more exciting sounds from Seifer. His hand was stroking in rythm and the blond was bucking his hips to meet him at each trust. "I'm coming..." said the tall and sexy blond before milking on their stomachs. The thigthing around his hardness made him hit his limit and he spilled in him. Collasping on his chest.
"I should thank Kinneas for this." he said, catching the shorter boy's lips with his. "No need to."
When the commander's heart regained his normal beating he stood up and wiped his belly with tissues. He threw the box to Seifer, before dressing up. "Get dressed and leave, I have work to do."
The gunbladist obeyed. "I would love a recall of this when your cowboy goes away again." He pulled his pants up and looked for his shirt. "We'll see about that Almasy."