Disclaimer: Characters, places, and most objects are owned by Square Enix. I do not own them. If I did, Seifer wouldn't have the Romantic Dream of becoming a Sorceress's Knight, and want to became a Martial Artist's Lover. hehe.
Warning: Male/Male sex scene in this chapter. Yay for some, boo for others apparently. You've been warned. Hehe.
Chapter 2 - Why You Should Leave Your Window Open
Zell stood there attacking his punching bag for a while-- well into the night-- and yelling at it. Then the idea hit him, he was alone again; his only hope at a relationship is gone. Now he had no one to talk to. No one to listen to him when he needed to talk. No one to hold him when he just didn't want to exist anymore. This psychological stress type problem was going to kill him. Perhaps his mother was right. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder did make sense, but depression sounded more like it. People who feel things differently often take traumatic events, like War, harder than others. Zell was pretty happy-go-lucky before the war, before all the killing, before losing so many people.
Zell sighed and quickly sat down on his floor. He hugged his legs to himself, and rested his head on his knees. As tears ran down his face, he tried to will them to stop. He was a strong male, males don't cry. 'Unless they actually deserved the name Cry baby' he thought, just one of the names Seifer used to call him. He can't believe that this empty vessel now feels alone. He wanted to feel, but alone was not the emotion he was thinking about. Zell was ready to give up, when a warm hand rested on his upper back.
"Hey, chin up Chicken Wuss," Seifer's voice came from the heat.
The fighter's breath caught in his throat and he slowly looked up, "H-h-how didja ge-get in my room?"
Seifer chuckled, a surprising sound, "Through your open window. I don't live at the Garden anymore. I have my own place. I actually own the house next door to yours." Zell looked towards the window, but not really seeing it. He allowed Seifer to kneel down in front of him, unknown of what was really going on in this surreal scene.
"Bad break up?" Seifer asked.
"How didja-?"
"I could tell by the look on her face that she was done. That, and she was hitting on me while signing out my books. She was trying to lure me to have sex with her on a stack of books." The older gunblader shook his head, as though the thought of sex in the library was disrespectful to the books.
Zell sighed and lowered his head back onto his knees. So he was the player, and she was innocent. 'At least she managed to find a real man, someone strong and really, really attrac-- No.' His mind was not going to wander that way. That was an unforgivable place.
Seifer broke Zell's thoughts, "You need to relax Chickie."
"Don't call me that," Zell murmured into his knees.
Seifer chuckled again, for the second time in five minutes. "Okay. I know what you need. Come on." Seifer stood up and grabbed the younger boy under the arms and tried to hoist him up. Zell allowed Seifer to lift him up and guide him towards his own bed. Seifer pushed Zell's covers to the side and laid Zell down face first. Zell grunted, but otherwise did not protest, perhaps he should get some rest and see how he feels in the morning. But, that's not what the older boy had in mind as he climbed on top of Zell and straddled his ass.
Zell struggled a bit, and tried to look at Seifer, "Whatcha--?"
"Relax Zell, I'm just giving you a massage." Seifer smiled and shook his head.
"Oh." Zell stopped struggling, and closed his eyes. This was very weird. Why was Seifer being almost nice? See, this is what Zell couldn't grasp. Seifer has changed so much since the War, that it's weird to interact with him at all. Why would he be worry about Zell not being relaxed, or having a bad break up? The fighter inwardly shrugged, and sighed as Seifer started massaging his shoulders and neck. Zell slipped into his nothing box(1) and relaxation slowly took over. Zell's mind started to wander, and he was thinking about the warmth of Seifer's hands against his back again, leaving behind a tingling sensation. Zell didn't realize he was cold, but it made sense because he was sweaty from his anger management and his window was open.
Zell accidently let out an, "Ohhh...." as Seifer was working on a certain muscle in his lower back. The younger boy blushed a little bit, but didn't really care because he wanted Seifer to continue. It felt so good. Zell hadn't realize that his muscles were so sore until the older boy started working on them. As Seifer moved back up to work on his shoulders again, Zell's breath caught in his throat again. He opened his eyes as he concentrated on what he was feeling. Seifer was...Seifer was enjoying this. Another sensation, that Zell hadn't felt in a while, ran down his core and rested at the pit of his stomach.
"Sorry," Seifer muttered, trying to figure out what caused Zell to hold his breath, "Did I hurt you?"
"..Oh.. Um.. No. I jus' stopped breathin' for a sec. That happens." Zell didn't know why he lied, but he guessed it was because he didn't want Seifer to stop. Seifer was right, he did need this. He needed to just lay here and relax. Zell then noticed that he too was enjoying this a little more than he expected. What was going on? Zell hasn't been able to get excited since the War, and now that he wasn't dating Laura Ashley he had no reason to... Unless...
Zell reached back and grabbed Seifer's hand. He slid it around his side and into his jean shorts and boxers. The heat from Seifer's hand made Zell exhale with delight and a smile creep on his face. He closed his eyes as Seifer slowing wrapped his hand around the younger boy's cock.
"Ohhhh... Yeah..." Zell started breathing heavier. Forgetting that he was massaging Zell, Seifer started to concentrate on the muscle in his left hand. He slowly started rubbing Zell's shaft. The martial artist arched his back and pressed his ass into Seifer.
"Oh Hyne..." Zell had no idea he himself was vocal at all, but he went with it because Seifer felt so good right now. It also seemed that the more noise Zell made, the more Seifer enjoyed it. The older boy just pumped Zell harder and faster now that there was less weight pressed on his hand and Zell's penis. Zell made an inaudible noise of satisfaction, which caused Seifer to start breathing heavier.
Zell couldn't take it anymore. He wanted two things now, like right now; he wanted release, and he wanted Seifer to stick the thing poking into Zell's back in a lot warmer spot. "Sei-," he breathed. Zell tried again, "Seifer..."
"Hmm?"
"Fuck me."
Seifer opened his eyes, and looked down at Zell, "You sure about that?"
"...Yeah..."
Seifer smiled contently, "Do you have any lube?"
Zell shook his head, and Seifer got thinking, "Have you ever...?"
Zell shook his head again, and grabbed Seifer's right hand and sucked on two of his fingers, making them nice and moist. He released them and started undoing his shorts. The gunblader removed his left hand and helped Zell strip. Then he slowing, one at a time, enter his fingers into Zell's ass. Hearing the younger boy's voice hitched, he stopped for a moment until he felt Zell's muscles loosen around his fingers. He worked on stretching Zell and undoing his own slacks at the same time.
Zell, now on his hands and knees on his bed, leaned forward and place his face against his pillow, keeping his ass in the air. Seifer grinned as he got his pants undone and lowered, exposing himself to the cold air in the room. He then placed a comforting hand on Zell's thigh, and slid the other out of him and onto his hip. With the hand from Zell's thigh, he guided himself very slowly and carefully, and just a little bit, into the martial artist's puckered hole. Zell's ass muscles clenched as he was entered, but Zell relaxed to allow the older boy in more. Seifer carefully continued, rubbing Zell's thigh in a comforting manner. Zell, being a little impatient, shoved himself down the rest of Seifer-- to the hilt. Seifer stopped, to make sure Zell was okay, he didn't want to hurt him because then he couldn't finish in him. The younger boy cried out in pain a little bit, but he didn't care, the pleasure was so much more potent. The head of Seifer's penis had hit Zell's prostate, and Zell has a feeling of euphoria spread across his entire body.
"You okay?"
Zell nodded, and Seifer continued. He withdrew himself all the way and enter Zell again, this time faster.
Zell whimpered, but he was not about to give up, "Seif... Harder."
Seifer hesitated, but obeyed. Zell's a big, strong boy, he knows what he wants. So Seifer started thrusting harder and faster. Causing Zell to continue to make noises of pain, which soon turned into moans, moans that excited Seifer further. The older boy lustfully moved his hand around Zell's cock once more, and started pumping him in time with Seifer's own thrusts.
Almost at the volume of a scream, Zell cried out, "Ohh, Hyne..." Zell could feel the orgasm getting closer. "Seif-" He started to warn the older boy, but it ended with a, "Ohhhhh...." as he had came. Seifer felt the younger boy's ass muscles tightened and squeeze his own penis. A few more hard, fast thrusts into Zell's ass, and Seifer too released. Zell collapsed on the bed, with Seifer still in him, but his knees had given out. The gunblader removed himself from Zell and laid down beside him.
"Well... That was unexpected," Seifer stated while trying to catch his breath.
Zell chuckled and sighed, "Yeah." Zell was trying to figure out why the idea of Seifer stroking him and fucking him, was so intense. "Hey," Zell muttered, "I'm sorry for-"
Seifer cut the younger boy off by placing a finger over Zell's lips. "Shh. Do you regret it happening?" When Zell shook his head, Seifer smirked, "Then don't apologize. Never apologize for something you would do again if you had the chance. That's my motto. Which is probably the reason I never apologize. Heh."
Zell laughed thoughtfully. He did want to do it again. He wanted to do it again right now. He felt like he didn't want to stop doing it. He wanted Seifer to fuck him all night long, and maybe into tomorrow. He was really sore though, and tired. Perhaps Zell will just keep those thoughts to himself; he doubted that Seifer would ever want to do with him were still arch-enemies... weren't they?
Seifer got up, and out of Zell's now dirty bed. He climbed through the window again, and Zell felt a little crushed. He doesn't really know why, he just did. He felt used-- dirty almost-- unwanted; only for a moment though, then he realized Seifer would have to come back to get his clothes. Zell didn't even remember when Seifer removed them. Zell then thought about the fact that a very naked Seifer just climbed out his bedroom window. What if he got caught? What if he fell and hurt himself?! What if Zell's mom had been outside and seen that?!? Zell's panicked thoughts where interrupted by Seifer climbing back in through the open window.
"Geez, that air is cold," Seifer muttered to himself as he sat back down on the bed. The older boy handed a warm wet cloth over to Zell. "Figured you want to clean up, and you're Ma wouldn't really appreciate a naked guy coming out of her son's room to get cleaned up."
Zell laughed softly, "... You said come..."
"How old are you Zell, honestly."
Zell sighed for what seemed like the fiftieth time that night. Zell might be a little immature, but at least he still knew how to make an intense situation lighter. The younger boy just laid there, like he didn't have the energy to do otherwise. Seifer grabbed the cloth and started wiping the semen off of Zell's body. Then the gunblader cleaned as much as he could off of the bed.
As a side thought, Seifer figured he should mention to Zell, "... You're bleeding..."
That snapped Zell out of his thoughts about Seifer and the gunblader's naked body of muscle. Seifer was not as chiseled as Zell was, but he was still very gorgeous without clothing on. Zell, slowly looked over his shoulder at the other blond. "What? ... Oh. Yeah. I figgered."
Seifer shook his head. He couldn't believe the way Zell spoke. Sometimes he figured the little blond should come with a book of translations: 'Dincht to English'. He slid through the window again to get rid of his cloth. Zell was still staring at the window when Seifer got back. Zell had watched him, mesmerized that a body like the gunblader's just fucked him. That's when it finally clued in to Zell, he was gay. He liked guys. He liked penises. He liked anal. He liked guys with nice penises giving him anal. He liked that blond, attractive, gunblader guy with a very nice penis giving him rough anal. Then Seifer ruined the moment.
"Are you ok, Chicken Wuss?"
Zell growled at that. He hated that nickname. He hated most of the nicknames Seifer gave him. But what the little blond countered with, was more surprising then just telling Seifer to stop calling him that. Zell shot up and grabbed onto Seifer's hands and pushed him against the wall so Zell could angrily kiss him. The kiss soon turned into a passionate one, as Zell wrapped his strong hands around Seifer's neck and into the back of his hair. The gunblader kissed back just as forceful and passionate as he pulled Zell's solid and strong body against him.
Zell pulled away slightly and poked Seifer in the chest, whispering against his lips, "Don' call me that."
Seifer smiled. "If this is the reaction I get, why not?" He raised a blond challenging eyebrow at Zell.
" 'Cause next time, I'll jus' bite!"
"Even better," Seifer muttered seductively.
Zell grinned evilly, and started to attack Seifer's neck. Kissing, sucking, and biting his way around leaving redden marks in his wake. The older boy closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall in enjoyment, though making it harder for Zell to reach. In his haste to attack Seifer continuously, the younger boy climbed up and wrapped his legs roughly and awkwardly around the gunblader's waist. The older blond moved his hands down Zell's back and gripped his ass, holding him up and against Seifer himself. Zell bit Seifer's neck fairly hard, causing a drop of blood to escape down the fighter's lips. Tasting the iron liquid, Zell stopped and pulled away slightly.
"Oh. Ah. Sorry..."
"Don't stop," Seifer cooed and leaned in to kiss Zell. "With those fangs, it was bound to happen..."
Zell chuckled and started to nip at the very reddened area he created just shy of the gunblader's earlobe. Seifer moaned in pleasure as Zell worked on making it more into a hickey, before he continued on the rest of Seifer's neck. Then the young fighter slowing moved himself down and off of the older boy, and started attacking Seifer's chest pulling a harden nipple into Zell's own mouth and sucking on it. Panting, Seifer moved his hands to Zell's blond hair now that he no longer need to hold him up. The younger boy made his way down the rest of the gunblader's chest and lightly across the abs that quivered with the touch of Zell's lips. Zell ran his strong hands down Seifer's side, parallel to his mouth, and rested them on the older boy's ass as Zell made it to Seifer's stiffening erection. The gunblader gasped loudly as Zell lowered his warm mouth around the head of Seifer's penis. The hands in Zell's hand pulled on his hair a little, and he internally smiled, knowing he was being a little mean to the gunblader. The martial artist slowly rubbed his tongue around the tip, and licked the hole in a teasing manner.
"Oh Hyne, Zell..."
Hearing the older boy muttered his real name in such a lust-filled way drove Zell to continue by licking and nipping at the outside of Seifer's cock. He slowly worked back to the tip, and got prepared to deep throat all of Seifer's length. From much practice with eating hot dogs, Zell loosened up his throat and pushed his entire mouth down the moaning gunblader's erection until his nose hit curling blond pubic hair. Swallowing for simulation, Zell felt like laughing as the hands on his hair tighten roughly, pulling out a couple a strands. The young martial artist continued to deep throat Seifer's cock, he slowing moved a hand to start massaging the gunblader's balls. A few minutes after that, Zell slowly pulled his mouth from Seifer's penis, and began to lick the side of the penis. Remembering the feeling of euphoria he felt during their sex, Zell brought his other hand to his own mouth and drenched two of his fingers in saliva. He then brought his attention back to the older blond's shaft and started kissing and nipping at it. The younger boy stopped massaging the ball sack and moved his hand to work the base of Seifer's shaft. While distracting Seifer from what Zell was about to do with his wetter hand, the fighter slid his fingers into the gunblader's ass and pushed on his prostate.
Then it happened so fast. Seifer released all down Zell's shoulder followed by him collapsing due to his knees giving out. The martial artist placed his right hand against the gunblader's stomach to hold him up, and removed the other from behind him. Zell slowly let Seifer down to the ground beside him, laughing quietly. The gunblader leaned his head back against the wall and continued to breath deeply. The martial artist still laughing, kissed Seifer on the forehead and got up. He headed to the bathroom on the second floor of his Ma's house, same floor where his bedroom is located. He wiped the semen off his shoulder, sampling a little. 'That's not to bad...' he thought to himself. Perhaps next time he'll swallow-- if there was a next time. Zell headed back to his room, and sat on the floor beside Seifer. Looking over at the gunblader, Zell kissed his cheek softly and licked at a trail of sweat running down Seifer's temple.
"You ok?"
Seifer turned his face to Zell, and smiled weakly, "Thank Hyne for hot dogs."
Zell laughed out loud and leaned his head on Seifer's broad shoulder. After a moment of comfortable silence, and once Seifer's breathing was back to normal, Zell asked quietly, "Umm... Hey. Do ya wanna stay over t'night?" Not really wanting to look at the gunblader's face, just incase of rejection.
"Oh. Umm. Alright. I do have to be up early though. Got to get my kids to Fujin and Raijin's before class."
"... Kids?" Zell raised his head to look at Seifer's face.
"Yeah. Long story. It was a drunken mistake, not that they are mistakes, just unplanned. Their mother didn't really tell me, I found out from someone else. I was just fifteen. You know, the year I became in charge of the Disciplinary Committee. I was feeling like the king of the world, and was doing a lot of stupid things. Went to a party, got drunk. It was all very cliche. Well, I found out a couple of months ago that they were my kids and that their mother was a whore and some of her fuck buddies seem to be abusive. So, I-- Ah-- They came to live with me."
Zell noticed the slight pause. "Came ta live with ya? Does their ma know they're 'ere?"
Seifer cleared his throat almost nervously, "Kind of."
"Kinda?"
"She knows they are with me. She just doesn't know where I am. Not that she really cares as long as they aren't causing her any annoyance." Zell gave him a skeptical look. 'She had them locked in a closet in her room most of the time, Zell. What was I supposed to do?"
Zell considered this for a bit. Seifer did have a point; if he would leave them, they would have been abused and perhaps eventually killed. Also, he couldn't really bring her to court, because then neither of them would have the kids. Neither of them, in the eyes of society, were fit parents. She let them get hurt and complete neglected them, but he tried to take over the world and hurt a lot of innocent people, including kids. Even if Seifer and Edea were both pardoned by The President of Esthar Laguna Loire, the media still had a problem with them. Seifer wouldn't be able to get a job anywhere to get money to raise kids, though Squall is trying to get him to pass his SeeD exam and become a SeeD. He could really used the money now. 'Where was he getting the money for the kids now, and for a house?' He thought, but didn't ask because he thought it would be rude. So Zell took a different approach.
"So, what're they like? What're their names? How many is there?"
Seifer smiled as though something Zell said relieved some sort of heavy thought in his mind, "I have two kids: Serena and, heh, Little Seifer. She named them, not me. And Serena reminds me a lot of you, actually. She very hyper-active and slightly violent. She loves hitting and kicking things. Anything. She very optimistic, a real pleasure to be around. She's like the sun-- producing rays of happiness. Oh, she's also an extrovert. She will talk to anyone about anything. Little Seifer is quite the opposite, though, he's more like Squall. He's very anti-social and kind of a loner. He reads a lot. He's similar to the moon, often steps aside for his sister to have attention but has this aura of calmness that just relaxes you when you are near him. Serena speaks what ever is on her mind, no matter how inappropriate it might be, whereas Little Seifer is always in his head-- you need to pry feelings and thoughts out of him. Somehow it seems easy for me to handle and even understand them. Maybe because I've had so much practice in my childhood."
Zell saw Seifer's blue eyes shine with affection and pride when talking about his kids, and smiled. 'Seifer has been through so much recently, it's a good thing that he has something wonderful in his life,' Zell thought.
"That soun's wonderful, Seif. They soun' perfect."
"Yeah, they are. I don't deserve them."
Zell looked taken back."Yes ya do. You deserve them'n more..."
Seifer sighed and got up. "Come on," he said handing out his hand for Zell, "You need to sleep, you're talking like a crazy person."
Zell grabbed onto Seifer's hand, but pulled him down so his face was close to the martial artist's. Looking into his cyan eyes, Zell mentioned, "I'm not talkin' like a crazy person. I'm serious. You have bin through soo much that ya don't deserve, that it's only fair the world gives ya somethin' great. Seif, some people may blame ya for the actions that ya did'n the war, but they're wrong. Yeh'd as much control over yer actions, as a banana does with bein' eatin'. Some force bigger then ya took the one thin' yeh've bin able ta control, yerself. I don' blame ya for yer actions. I blame 'er. Squall feels the same. Cid, Edea, Laguna, Selph, and Quisty too. Don' really know 'bout Irvine. I'm sure Fujin and Raijin feel the same too as ya know. We're 'ere for ya. Always. We got yer back. Yer like family t'us."
Seifer looked down and half-heartily smiled. He looked back into Zell's icy, yet warm, blue eyes and kissed him lightly. "Thanks. Now let's go to bed."
Seifer pulled Zell to the martial artist's bed for the second time that night. They crawled in and curled up together. Zell was glad that he likes to leave his window open. If he didn't, the very attractive Seifer Almasy would not be in his bed right now; arm around Zell's waist, and completely naked. Both passing out in only a couple of moments after laying their heads down.
Author's Notes:
(1) I watched a comedian one time talk about the differences between men's and women's brain. He kept saying that men have a nothing box, and that's where they retreat to when they are watching TV or listening to their wives, or something like that. So, it's frustrating to the wives when they ask their husbands "So, what are you thinking about?" and the husband answers "Nothing." The wife's usually that say, "Oh. Who is she, then?" lol. It was funny. Of course, it also appears I'm more of a guy, because I swear I have a nothing box that I live in most of the time.
Oh, yaoi sex! Who doesn't love thee? Hey random useless fact, back in history there used to be more heterosexual couples performing anal sex then male homosexual couples. Now-a-days, about 80% of male homosexual couples have anal. Anyways!! Let me know what you think! Come on, I gave you a sex-filled chapter, the less you could do is give me a little review. Right, right? Don't forget, I don't mind emails at kristy_ Subject: The Freedom You Gave Me - Question (or review). Thank you.
-Kiki