Title: Stake My Claim

Author: Lacey

Rating: T

Words: 383

Pairing: Seiner

Summary: Seifer gets plastered for his eighteenth birthday, and poor Hayner is the only one with enough power in his legs to haul him away. Hayner POV.

Warnings: Hayner POV, Drunken misconduct, implied YAOI

AN: Alright, this is for the Forty Prompts again on the CamoBeanie club on dA. :3 The prompt is 'Sloshed'. I just might make a chapter story of all the prompts I do...a collection of one-shots, sort of thing. :3 Maybe. Anyway, here's the story!


I can't believe the whole town being invited to Seifer's eighteenth birthday includes Pence, Ollette and myself. It's an odd feeling. I mean, Seifer hates us. Not that I'm complaining, this is actually really fun. I guess I should say it isn't the whole town; just the teenagers. There's a lot of alcoholic beverages floating about, but I'm not gonna touch 'em. I'm not gonna end up like my uncle, so I decide to be the designated 'drag Pence and Ollette home' person. Those two are such goodie-goodies, but that doesn't mean they don't like to party.

Little did I know that Fuu and Rai would drink more or less as much alcohol as everyone else did, and Seifer would double that. I don't know why, but somehow, I got stuck dragging him home from the Sandlot. He's been gushing and mumbling to himself for a little bit, but then he starts up some kind of stupidity.

"My little Lamer, my little Lamer, I totally own your ass~." I stop abruptly.

"The Hell, Seifer?" I question, brow eyes narrowed.

"You heard me, Chickenwuss. Just stakin' my claim." I blink, staring at him. It's at this point that I realize he is kind of attractive, even that scar's hot in its own way...shut up, Hayner.

"Staking your claim? On me?"

"Yeah, that would be it." He grins, licking his lips before leaning on me a little more, then sloppily pushing our lips together. More blinking, and I'm staring at his eyelids, before my own eyes begin to close. The kiss lightens a little before he pulls away. "And you totally want it, too." I can feel my cheeks heat up and I continue taking him home. We get up to his room and suddenly he isn't as sloshed as I thought he was.

I find myself pinned beneath him on the bed, staring up at him with wide eyes.

"Seif--"

"That's right, chickenwuss. Say my name, and say it loud."

"Parents?" I'm gasping, now; he's kneading my crotch and that's something I definitely didn't expect.

"They're out for the weekend, left the house to me." He grins, and before I know it, we're both lacking shirts. "Now, I'm gonna make you scream."


AN: Alright! That's it. :3 I'm fairly proud of this, to be honest, I like it. :3 Seifer faking drunk = winsome. :3 And Hayner falling for it and being berated for it...even more win. :3 If people ask, I may add a more porny chapter two to this, to make it a little longer and give it some more UMPH. You can vote on the second kink prompt in your review.

A. Food

B. Dirty Talk

C. Whips/Riding crops

D. Long Foreplay

E. Obnoxiously huge penor

F. Spread Eagle