Finding Passion

Finding Passion
Rating~ NC-17
Warnings~ Lemon, PWP, and the evilness of Selphie.
Summary~ Seifer and Squall secretly desire one another, but pride and fear have prevented them from reaching out for each other. Enter Selphie, (who is just as much as a fangirl as the rest of us) who has come up with a plan that involves the use of aphrodisiacs…
Author Note~ this fic is dedicated to RAVEN-KUN! YAY! GO her, GO her, it’s her birthday, it’s her birthday! XD Enjoy!
Intent blue-green eyes zeroed in on her targets, watching their mannerisms for more clues that they liked one another. She had noticed it, something that other people had yet to notice or acknowledge. Seifer liked Squall. And Squall seemed to like Seifer. The lingering gazes, the frustrated looks, and the way that they always stopped what they were doing whether it was just for arguing or for fighting. Something had to be done, she had decided. Tonight she would administer a secret weapon to each of them, and tomorrow she would be sure that they would meet at the most potent time.
Selphie almost couldn’t hold back the squeal inside her as she noticed Squall’s beautiful pale eyes stray to Seifer and stare for a little bit more than was appropriate. There it was! The final evidence she needed for her plan. Squall did like Seifer. She went happily back to her hotdogs when the expected cry of disappointment came from her spiky blonde headed friend.
“Oh man! Not again!” Zell cried. He never got to the cafeteria in time…
Both of the men were mercenaries. It surprised Selphie when they didn’t wake up when she snuck in their rooms. It especially shocked her that she was able to give them the shot of aphrodisiac without waking them. Okay, she grinned and skipped down the hallway, the evidence gone, exactly seven hours from now, it will take effect. She had done the math in her head.
Two horny men engaged in battle equals revealed emotions and revealed hot bodies. She giggled; the sound devious.
The slim brunette blinked slightly halfway through lunch in the cafeteria, feeling a little weird. Selphie paused in her conversation with Zell to look at him in what seemed to be concern.
“Something wrong, Squall?” She asked; her voice cheery. Squall shook his head, displacing chocolate bangs in the action. It surprised him that the energetic girl was so observant. Her eyes lingered on him before looking to something else.
“Oh no, here comes trouble!” She exclaimed, not at all surprised that the taunting note had worked to anger the man making a beeline to their table. Of course, she hadn’t signed her name; she had signed Zell’s. I’m so evil, but it will be worth it, the brown haired girl thought gleefully. Seifer’s face was contorted with anger, the note clutched in his fist. Squall turned his head to look behind him, overwhelmed by the presence of his rival. Zell looked at the tall gunblader, startled when he was lifted out of his seat by his collar.
“Think you’re tough, chicken-wuss? Who are you to say such shit to me?” Seifer drew back his fist, intent on beating the hell out of the confused blonde when Squall intervened, standing up.
“Let him go, Seifer.” The lithe man said shortly. Seifer instantly felt his anger flare at the quiet words, dropping the chicken to face a more worthy opponent.
“Oh? And just what are you going to do about it, Puberty Boy?” The blonde man retorted.
“Zell isn’t skilled enough to fight you.” Squall told his rival, who secretly warmed at the rare compliment, but only showed hostility. Zell gaped at the harsh blow to his pride.
“Hey!” He complained, but was ignored by the men facing each other. Sparks practically flew between them even when they were simply arguing.
“And you are?” Seifer challenged. Squall frowned.
“Meet me at the Training Center in ten minutes.” The brunette said, not willing to battle in front of the school populace. There was something about their fighting that seemed too intimate and private to be fought in front of others. Seifer had his trademark smirk in place, interest in his emerald eyes.
“You’re on, Leonheart. Remember, not showing would be the same as losing.” Squall didn’t grace that statement with a reply because it didn’t seem to need one. The taller man turned leave the cafeteria and Squall waited a bit before heading off to fetch his precious gunblade, still baffled by the odd feeling running through his veins.
Selphie grinned.
“YESSSS!” She screamed, nearly deafening the entire lunchroom. Zell was further confused by these events and wore a dumbstruck expression.
Squall was there when Seifer arrived; Hyperion slung casually over one shoulder. The blonde allowed himself a few seconds to admire Squall’s body before announcing his presence with an audible swing of his gunblade. The lithe brunette turned to face his rival, stormy eyes sweeping over the larger man’s body briefly before he tensed, readying himself.
“Hey there, Squally. Glad you could make it. Ready to party?” Squall’s brows furrowed, distorting the scar there, at the bigger man’s corny and cocky statement. Seifer laughed, smirking.
“Well?” The blonde questioned, lifting Hyperion with one hand in his basic battle stance. The narrowing of icy grey eyes was all the answer Seifer got as their gunblades met with a clash. A soft chuckle erupted from the blonde’s throat as they fell into the bliss of battle. The two men seemed to dance, graceful in their movements as they blocked and struck. The perfect amount of strength and speed, balancing one another out. The sun lit the beads of sweat that formed on Seifer’s forehead and he frowned in slight confusion. It was too early to begin to perspire. They hadn’t even been out here that long. The blonde began noticing other things too.
Seifer didn’t even need to glance down to know that he was hard. That never happened before. He blocked frantically, bouncing off Squall’s attack in just the nick of time. I’m getting too distracted. What in Hyne’s name is happening to me?? He wasn’t aware that his pretty companion was going through the same thing.
Squall was in trouble. He knew it. Damn, the one day that I need to wear something else than leather and I didn’t do it. Erections and leather didn’t mix. Unlike Seifer, he couldn’t hide the fact with loose pants. His blonde rival paused noticeably in their duel and the lithe man began to become suspicious. What’s wrong with him? Usually he gives our fights his all and teases me. Wait; has he even said anything cocky during this fight? That’s unlike him. I’m thinking too much. I need to get out of here or finish this before he notices. Squall began launching rapid attacks, his body jerking at the nervousness of being discovered.
Seifer blocked these attacks with sheer luck, surprised at his opponent’s sudden change in tactic and pace. Mmmmm, fast pace… Oh wait, fuck, not here. He might notice… might notice… Seifer’s thoughts derailed as an angle of an attack let him notice something important and all together new and intriguing. Squall was hard. In fact, the brunette man appeared to be painfully erect, as the leather molded to his sweat covered body and left nearly nothing to the imagination. Seifer would normally jest at his rival, afraid that anything else might reveal carefully hidden feelings. But right now, he was hard and horny. Right now, he had the man of his desires and fantasies before him finally showing that he was human and that he too, could get aroused. And right now, he didn’t give a fuck about revealing his love and lust for his lifelong rival.
Squall froze when Seifer stopped fighting, happy at the chance he had to slip away without embarrassing himself, but he stayed there when he saw the blonde’s expression. The jade eyes were trained on his face, shining with hunger. This confused the lithe man.
“Seifer…what are-.” His words were cut off when the taller man let his weapon fall to the ground with a thud, the blonde advancing on him with a predatory gleam in his green eyes. Squall didn’t run. He didn’t cry out or yell because he now knew what he had seen in his rival’s jeweled eyes. Desire. Lust. And underneath it all. Love. He didn’t move away from Seifer when the man reached out for him. Only waited. For something he had longed for, for so long…
Strong arms pulled the lithe man into an embrace and a hot mouth descended onto Squall’s pouting lips. The brunette groaned and opened his mouth, accepting the slick muscle in, receiving an answering moan from the other man. Squall was pushed to the grassy ground, Lionheart completely forgotten. Seifer pressed the fragile body underneath him into the ground with fierce kisses, his hands snaking underneath Squall’s white shirt to caress the soft skin of the other man’s waist. The smaller man spread his legs so Seifer could move between them and wrapped his slim legs around the green eyed man’s waist. Seifer froze in his movements when Squall’s hips surged up to force their clothed erections together.
“Fuck!” The blonde cursed when sweet pleasure spiked up his spine. What pleased the older man most though was the beautiful sight of the fey before him. Squall had arched into the blonde’s hips, desperate for more of the contact. His mouth had fell open at the same time he let his head fall back in bliss. A soft whimper slipped from the bruised lips and Squall angled his head to look at Seifer pleadingly, trying to convey his want and love for the other man but his body was screaming at him to please it. Seifer let a genuine smile cross his face before he leaned down and attacked Squall’s throat, moving his hips to give his soon-to-be lover pleasure. The brunette’s head fell back at the feelings, submissive and oh-so willing.
“Uhnn…oh Hyne, Seifer…” The beautiful man moaned, his hands finding Seifer’s hair and burying his lean fingers in the short golden hair. Desperation claimed the younger man and he tugged frantically at Seifer’s trench coat, his moan muffled when Seifer leaned up and let his tongue fill Squall’s mouth. The slim man let his tongue follow Seifer’s out, saliva and sweat running down his chin. Seifer leaned back and let his tongue run up the side of Squall’s face before attacking the exposed ear, sucking on the other man’s piercing.
“Seifer!! Please…Hyne, just take me…” Squall whimpered. The other man uttered a feral growl and ripped Squall’s white shirt in two, his mouth attacking the hard nipples, teasing with teeth and tongue. Squall’s pale eyes widened and he cried out when he released into his leather pants, his cum thick and wet in the tight area. His rival recognized that cry and pulled back, with startled eyes.
“Shit, Squall… I’m sorry, I should’ve…oomph…” The other man’s lust-laden voice was silenced when the smaller gunblader pulled him down into another open mouthed kiss, their saliva wetting both of their faces. Squall took Seifer’s hand and pressed it to the front of his wet leather pants. The brunette was already fully erect again.
“Someone…drugged us last night…I think…” The war hero told the blonde. Seifer was allowed a moments shock before Squall stroked him firmly through his black pants. His tossed his head back and groaned before looking back down at the lusty brunette with a smirk.
“Then we should…hnnn…thank them… Now we can fuck until…oh Hyne, Squall…” The blonde groaned when deft fingers undid his trousers and Squall touched his searing hard-on.
“Are you…just going to talk about it or…are you gonna fuck me…?” Squall asked in a soft voice that practically purred. Seifer smirked through his pleasure.
“Yes, baby…now and forever…” The blonde declared breathlessly and Squall stilled at the meaning behind it long enough to give the other man the chance to slip out of his top and pants, leaving only his boots and silver choker on. The lithe man’s eyes fell on Seifer’s cock, its mushroomed tip leaking freely before his eyes. The stormy eyed man had to force himself from licking his lips. Seifer coaxed Squall to sit up and almost fiercely ridded his obsession of the leather clothing. The blonde man sat on his knees a bit away from Squall, his eyes running over the lithe man.
“Beautiful…” Seifer murmured, letting his own hand stray to his leaking member to grasp it while keeping his green eyes on Squall’s body. Grey-blue eyes widened as Seifer began stroking himself firmly, locking onto the pre-cum oozing from the muscular man’s body. This time, Squall did run his tongue over his lips, his intent gaze on the sight of Seifer stroking himself. This caused the man to stop his hand, his eyes heated to the point of smoldering. He let go of his leaking penis and offered his sticky fingers to Squall, who grabbed his wrist and practically swallowed the digits. The answering moan told Seifer that Squall liked his taste. A frown appeared on Seifer’s face when he realized that he was beginning to feel sick. Someone had drugged them! By the effects on their bodies, it had to be an aphrodisiac, a very strong one. If he didn’t find release soon, he would be physically sick. It made the blonde wonder how many times they had to cum before it left their systems. This brought a wicked smirk to the older man’s lips.
“Suck me…” He demanded breathlessly, way too turned on by the sight of Squall sucking on his fingers just to taste his pre-cum. Squall let the fingers slip out of his mouth and Seifer lay down on the ground, spreading his legs and offering the shift shaft to the man he loved. Squall smiled and eased down on his hands and knees, his mouth lowering.
“Holy fucking Hyne…” Seifer groaned when he felt the brunette swallow him to the root, sucking enthusiastically so he could taste all of Seifer. The blonde gasped out, knowing that since he had yet to cum it would be soon. His undoing was when Squall hummed lowly.
“SQUALL!!” He screamed and ejaculated, his thick seed spurting into the lithe man’s mouth. Squall swallowed it all with a moan, feeling the dick in his mouth instantly growing large and hard again. The brunette let himself be pushed away.
“Locker room.” His soon-to-be lover murmured, picking the smaller man up and carrying him to their destination. Once there, Seifer draped the younger man over a bench on his stomach, coaxing the slim legs to spread. Squall tried to look over his shoulder at Seifer to see what he was doing but tensed and moaned when his ass cheeks were separated by Seifer’s large hands, a slick tongue putting pressure against his puckered entrance until it was forced inside him.
“Ahhh…Enn…Seifer! AH!” Squall cried out unable to keep his voice in check. The tongue fucked him in rapid stokes, coating his channel with saliva, the hands holding his cheeks apart, intensifying the sensations. Squall cried out, coming all over the tiled floor. Seifer backed away from his exposed ass and began stroking himself slowly.
“Touch yourself…” He moaned gently. Squall paused, not understanding the command and a little embarrassed. Seifer smiled at this.
“Where my tongue was… Let me see you stretch yourself for me, Squall…” The lust and need was still making his voice husky. Squall submitted and reached back to tease his entrance a little before sliding two fingers in immediately, moaning and gasping out. Seifer gaped at this open display and he hardened almost impossibly before he spilled his seed over his stroking hand. Squall stopped when he heard the moan and was lifted up into Seifer’s arms. They walked until Squall’s bare back hit the tiled wall and he was lifted easily, his whole body pressed against Seifer’s. He tensed a little when he felt the large head of the blonde’s cock against his entrance.
“Don’t worry… I love you…” The larger man whispered, looking straight into the brunette’s eyes. The shock of those words caused Squall to go lax and he was immediately filled with Seifer’s hard member. The blonde hissed at the sensation and kissed Squall deeply.
“Oh…Hyne…Seifer…move, please…” The brunette groaned. Seifer paused and lifted one of Squall’s slim legs until it rested on his shoulder, the other remaining at his waist. Squall cried out, the position causing Seifer to be able to drive deeper, hitting a spot deep within him that caused the smaller man to see stars. Squall murmured words of his returned love when the blonde began thrusting powerfully, fucking his new lover hard against the wall.
“AH! AH!!! Seifer!!!” Squall screamed, his voice becoming incoherent. The beautiful sound of his name being called by such a vision caused Seifer to look deep in the clouded pale eyes as he gripped the man’s legs, his hips nailing into Squall’s ass, claiming the lithe man as his. Seifer saw the man’s eyes close and crushed their open mouths together as Squall screamed into his mouth, releasing one final time all over Seifer’s chest and stomach. The man growled carnally and sped his pace until he too found release, flooding the brunette’s passage with his semen.
“Mine!” Seifer had growled.
The blonde was exhausted but not enough that he put it before Squall’s comfort. Able arms lowered the sleepy brunette safely to the floor of the showers and the smaller man wrapped zealous arms around Seifer, causing him to smile fondly. People would later find them wrapped possessively around each other but they didn’t care right now. Seifer smiled gently at the slumbering body nestled into his chest and kissed the sweaty forehead. They both found sleep easily.
Zell’s blue eyes widened when he saw the remains of both Seifer and Squall’s clothing flung around the Training Center, not knowing what to think.
“Uh, Selphie! I think they ate each other!” He called to his female companion worriedly. Selphie found the clothes and squealed.
“Yes, I know! But not in a way you would like! EEEEEEEeeeeeee!” The fangirl screamed. Blue eyes became impossibly wide.
“Ew! Oh my dear Hyne! EW! I mean… I just! EWWW!” Selphie ignored the disgusted blonde and smiled dreamily. She didn’t know that Squall would be such a loud lover, or that he swallowed. She ran off to the boy’s locker room and that was followed by one very loud fangirl squeal.
Owari
Definition of an Aphrodisiac~ a drug that heightens and intensifies sexual pleasure and performance. XD