Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Square-Enix. One can only dream though...
Pairing: SnowxHope!
Warning: Contain Yaoi (as usual)... With sugarcoated smut!
So I'm back after a short hiatus. School, families, and video games really consumed all of my free times. I hoped everyone has their trash bags ready to curdle because there is fluff is this chapter. No promise there! Also if you are worried that I'm might not finished my stories, don't worry. As a fanfiction writer and publisher, I have a priority to my readers to finish all of my stories. And that'a a promise!
Thanks to my Beta thewhitespirit for her dedicated hard work!
Chapter 4: A World Supported By Emotion
Hope stepped out from the steamy bathroom into the small bedroom with a towel securely wrapped on his hips, and a content smile on his face after taking a hot shower to wash away the blood and dirt covering his body. He drifted his light, emerald orbs to bed to see his dirty clothes clean and pressed. He unloosened the towel knot on his hip, letting the dampened fabric fell on the floor. He quickly got dressed before exiting the room, walking to the medic room. He was on the Lindblum, the army flagship. After they returned back to the ships, the survivors found the Calvary under the command of Rygdea stationed at the entrance of the cave. The Calvary had arrived after receiving the distress call that Snow had activated as an emergency distress signal.
Hope's feet stopped in front the medic room as the door slid open. He pinched the bridge of his nose when a combination stench of antiseptics and antibiotics assaulted his nostrils. He took one step into the room and stopped with wide eyes when he saw Snow sitting on a medic table, shirtless. His eyebrows knitted together, and his face turning into a scowl. He was glaring daggers at the woman attending Snow's injuries. It was Ms. Douglas. He ground his teeth, feeling a strong possessive heaviness swelling around the center of his chest seeing the woman touching Snow again. He only left Snow's side for a moment to take a bath, and now the woman of his sudden and new found hatred was already making another move. Why was she here? Wasn't there some other place she had to be at? He wished he could walk up to the two, pulled Snow into a kiss to put the old hag in her place.
"Hope, you're blocking the way!" Lightning stated over the teen's ears.
Hope yelped in shock before turning around to face Lightning and Sazh with a glare. The pink-haired soldier and the afro-haired man easily and amusingly ignored his glare with a smile and walked pass him into the room. With his jaws tightened, Hope followed the rogue, but his eyes were fixed on the sight of Snow and the head researcher talking whimsically.
Snow turned when he saw Lightning, Sazh, and his little minx lover walking towards them. He blinked when he saw the glower on Hope's face.
"Snow, you haven't turned in your report yet?" Lightning inquired.
"Sorry for the delay, but I'm a little busy still trying to stay alive from my injuries." Snow muttered dryly.
Lightning snorted and turned to the young woman attending Snow's condition. "Ms. Douglas, we're still anticipating your research at the hand. Please don't worry about the wounded. Just concentrate on your own research for now."
"I already made scans of image of the original. They are being process and translate as we speak on the computer. I'll attend to them later after I finish here." Ms. Douglas informed taking a roll of bandages from a first-aid kit on the counter. However, she didn't expect the silver-haired kid to step forward, swiping the roll of bandages from her hand. She did a double take when she saw the heated stare emanating from those angry green orbs.
"I'll take care of him. You worry about your own problems." Hope stated.
"Do you even know what you are doing kid?" The head researcher spoke, placing her hands on each side of her hips.
"Don't worry about Hope here," Snow smiled, wrapping his hand around Hope's shoulders before pulling the teen against him. "He had enough experienced bandaging my wounds on our journey together."
A slight hiss slithered over a pair of lips from a wounded soldier lying on a bed gaining eyes from the group of people standing around a medic table, which a blond had his comfortable ass lying on. Everyone watched as a middle-aged old nurse dressed in white stab a syringe into the man's left arm and then releasing the content into the soldier arms before gently rubbing the flesh with a white cotton covered in antiseptic. The soldier was the same man who had incurred a serious wound on his shoulder after been biting by one of the undead. Without the helmet, the group could finally see the soldier's face. Like most of the recruiters, he was also young. The soldier looked to be in his early twenties despite the pale feature across his face and slight sweating flowing down from the black, dampen locks of hairs.
"There will a slight numbness and burning for a while, but it will eventually go away." The nurse cooled.
"How are you holding up their champ?" Snow called out. The soldier glanced toward them and gave them a reassuring smile despite the strange discomfort exuding from his hand.
"The wounded isn't serious, but he had lost quite amount of blood. I injected him with an anti-bacterial medication in case he contracts an infection from the bite." The nurse informed to the others before taking her leave.
"I must thank you for whatever miracle you did before." Everyone's head shifted to injured soldier who held a serious, but gratitude expression on his face toward Hope.
"What miracle did he do?" Lightning questioned blinking. She turned to Hope, seeing the teen's body tense like a rock.
"He cured my wound." The soldier informed them who raised a suspicious brow at the teen.
Hope bit his lips. He wasn't sure about telling the others the truth that he used magic.
"Hope?" Lightning asked, her voice becoming hard and serious.
Hope signed inwardly. Lightning was not going to buy into a ridiculous answer he told her anyway. "I used magic to heal his wound." Hope informed her.
"Magic? But-but how?" Snow inquired, confusion riddled across his face.
"It wasn't l'Cie magic..." Hope quickly added before turning quiet yet again. He was still weighing on the options to tell them the truth, but from the way Lightning's hands folded together against her chest assured that the pink-haired woman did not had all the time in the world to wait for an answer. "I-I used my own energy."
"What?" Snow said in disbelief.
"You used your own energy? As in your life energy? And convert it as magic?" Sazh asked, putting one and two together.
Hope slowly nodded.
"Hope, that's dangerous!" Lightning declared, her voice rising. "Using your own life force as energy is something that has yet to be analyze. We don't know the effects magic does to the body. Especially a body like yours!"
"I-I..." Hope stammered, shrinking from the berate.
"That's enough. What done is done." Snow said.
"Nevertheless, I would be a goner if he didn't do anything. Thank you." The soldier smiled to Hope.
"Ouch!" Snow lowly growled from his throat. He felt stings of pain shooting through his body as Hope roughly tightened the white bandages around his midsection. "Jeez Babe, be a little gentler." Snow informed, only let out another hissed in pain when Hope made another tug with the white dressings. His little lover attending to the task at hand and not even looking at him now that Lightning and the others left a while ago. Hope was carrying the same scowl expression again when he first entered the medic room. Something obvious was bothering his lover?
"Hope?" Snow called out, but the teen continued to ignore him. He suppressed another grunt from his stomach, clenching his teeth, as another sharp pain shot through his body again.
"There! Finished." Hope muttered, dusting his hands off together.
"Damn, Babe! My heart cannot take more torture. I think you've have been hanging around Lightning too much." Snow smiled, but his lips then curved downward into a frown when he saw the solicitous expression on his young lover's feature. "Something's is wrong, isn't there?" Snow asked, gently placing his hand under Hope's chin, pulling a pair of gorgeous green orbs to his concern blue eyes.
"It's nothing." Hope glanced away.
'Nothing always means something.' Snow pondered.
"C'mon, let's go search for some food." Hope asked. He was starving, and the grumbling in his stomach had just awoken. He was surprised that he could still be walking from the lack of nourishment after all craziness aside that transpired today.
Ignoring the slight throbbing around his middle, Snow quickly hopped off the medic table and followed Hope, who was talking to a soldier before directing to cafeteria. The room was practically empty; Snow deemed as he looked around. He noticed a familiar pink-hair and more faces together sitting around a table. His stomach grumbled loudly in protest once again demanding food and the internal organ suppressed doing a flip of joy as he and Snow walked towards the food-serving stalls, grabbing a tray in their hands.
"My, quite the appetite you have there kid?" An amusing voice purred appearing behind Snow. Hope looked from filling his tray with more food to see no other than Ms. Douglas standing beside Snow with a tray in her hand also. He gave the woman an affronted glare, not even making an attempt to answer back to the woman. Her presence was becoming an nuisance. Hope returned his focus to food at hand, not without getting a glance from the corner of his eyes when he saw the head researcher leaned forward, too close to Hope's taste, and whispered something in Snow's ear. All he heard were mumbles, but the sudden intrigued expression that developed on Snow's face had left him a bit anxious. Hope couldn't distinguish Snow's feeling toward the young woman and her advances. If Snow was an idiot as Lightning claimed he is, then he should consider his luck.
The meal was short and fast. As Hope and Snow took a seat to eat, Lightning and the others were making their way out of the cafeteria and toward the conference. Both of them quickly choked down their meal quickly before rushing toward the conference before missing any important details.
"Hope! It's already past midnight. You should be sleeping." Hope's eyes drifted to Lightning's voice as he entered the room, seeing a concern pink-haired soldier, Sazh and Rygdea seated around a circular table. There was only one person still missing.
"I think the kid would want to stay a little while." Ms. Douglas suggested, walking into the room as cue, her head in a stack of papers in her hands. "There is something he needs to be aware of."
Five suspicious and confused expressions turned to the head researcher.
"What do you mean?" Snow asked worriedly.
"And what about that monster?" Sazh added. "Did the papers say anything about getting rid of it?"
"It seems like luck is in our favor because these papers here are actually records of that monster. I had to get my glasses check when I found out that words and contents of the language in this record predates over fifteen thousands year ago on Gran Pulse. It's quite astounding." Ms. Douglas said happily.
"Is there anything about that monster?" Lightning asked, getting to the point.
"Ohh... sorry. I got a bit distracted there for a moment." The head researcher apologized, adjusting her glasses. "Like I said before, this is a record of that monster. It seems like the past was looking out for the future when the people complied these records for repercussion purposes if the monster was left loose." Ms. Douglas informed, seeing some of the faces brightened. "However, I don't think that monster can be killed."
"What?" Lightning asked in disbelief.
"How is that possible?" Rygdea demanded.
"Just hold your questions after hearing this fairy tale drivel." Ms. Douglas said, gaining respective nods around the room.
"First of all, that monster is immortal." There were soft gasps of 'immortal' in the room. "Well according to people of that time. From the records, it was once human, a wielder of dark magic, before making a pact with the undead to gain immortality and the power to control the fallen. The past, however, had found a way to get rid of that monster by sealing it away, weakened it's strength and ending it's prevail."
"So the past didn't kill it. They just seal it away and left it for the future to deal with it." Lightning supplied, gaining a respective nod from the female researcher.
"All we have to do is seal it again in it's shoe box and problem solved." Snow said hopefully.
"That's easier said that done." Ms. Douglas grumbled.
"What do you mean?" Lightning inquired, raising a brow.
"The coffin is broken. However, I don't think the problem is looking for another box per say."
"Then what is?" Sazh inquired.
"On the covering of the coffin, there were old words, a familiar form of language to these in the records. It was written on the edges. I think it was some form of incantation. An incantation for a magic that was probably used as a seal to trap that monster. My team that uncovered the tomb in the chamber probably broke the seal without knowing it's meaning." Ms. Douglas said, flipping from pages to pages. "The seal magic probably have dampened it's power for so many years and when release, it attack anything for energy. Right now that monster is searching and feeding on life energy to regain back it's strength. However in its current state, it's body is unstable after being sealed away and it will searched for a more suitable undead body; an undead body which could manipulative magic."
"An undead body?" Hope inquired. Where could one find an undead body that uses magic?
"His magic is something usual. It is a forbidden magic completely divorced from humanity. The people claimed its power was not natural. That is why it needed an undead body and the reason why the people saw it as a threat." Ms. Douglas informed
"All of this sounds too surreal to believe?" Rygdea asked.
"Ohh and it gets crazier." Ms. Douglas said snidely, shifting her gaze the boy.
"What do you mean?" Snow inquired, not understanding the researcher's gaze on Hope.
"In the records, it spoke about another."
"You mean there are two of them." Gadot shivered at the idea of two of those things existing.
"No. It's more like a companion. As inhumane that monster is, it still has some attachment to the world and this attachment comes in form as a human. And I think I have a mild idea who this human is?"
"Really? Who is it?" Hope asked curiously. However, Ms. Douglas held an interesting gaze on him, not saying a word. Hope blinked when a heavy silent fell in the room. The young woman had yet to answer his question, as she continued to stare at him like the obvious answer was in front her face. Then his green orbs widened in surprise, finally realizing the amusing leer the woman held on him. "Me?" Hope said in utter shock and disgust. The woman nodded.
"Wait! What?" Snow standing up, not liking what he was hearing. He felt sick to his stomach. That thing wanted his Hope?
"It just speculation for now after hearing the kid encounter with the monster." The head researcher suggested, drifting her gaze to the stupefy blond and back to the silvery hair teen. "You said the monster was acting different towards you. Did you do anything that would arouse this strange behavior?"
Hope contemplated for a moment as all eyes stared motionless on his feature. Then another realization dawned. "It was after I heal the soldier using magic. That is when it started to act strange."
"Humans cannot use magic, but you three are an usual bunch. When the kid used magic, it sparks something. Something that gains that monster attention." Ms. Douglas declared.
"You can't be serious!" Snow growled, not liking the piece of information he was hearing. He wouldn't let that monster get one mile close to his Hope.
"So, what's the plan?" Sazh inquired.
"We wait!" Ms. Douglas only spoke.
"Wait! We don't have the time wait. That thing is growing stronger as we speak." Lightning hissed.
"That thing is hiding and feeding in the shadows. We couldn't find it if we tried. And it will be a waste of time and resources. A better course of action is wait and be prepared." Ms. Douglas advised.
Lightning sighed. She hated sitting and waiting. She was more used to taking action, gun-blazing with no restraints. Her eyes glanced around the conference room, falling on Hope who silently was sitting in a chair, brooding over his thoughts. She needed to get Hope far from here as possible. "Hope?" The rogue soldier called out. "You're going back to Oerba on the next ship... And no buts!" The woman added before the silverette could protest.
"No fair Light!" Hope pouted, seeing a smirk on the woman face as she walked out the room.
"Snow?" Hope's green orbs fell on Ms. Douglas who made a head motion toward the door before walking out. Hope turned to face Snow who had an curious expression on his face. "I'll be back." The blond said to him before following the young woman. Hope suppressed glaring at the blond's back as the man disappeared out of the room. He quickly stood and peeked around the corner from the door. He saw Snow following Ms. Douglas down the hallway. Feeling a strange motion stirring in his stomach, he followed them. They made a couple of turns into a more excluded area away from people.
"So what are you going to do now?" Hope heard Ms. Douglas say. He was at the corner, quietly listening.
"I'm going back to Oerba. I have to keep Hope safe." Hope couldn't help but feel an overjoy of warmth hearing Snow's respond.
"Then what? Will you be coming back? It will be nice you would." Ms. Douglas purred seductively, placing her index finger on Snow's chest, leaning closer to the wall of muscle.
"Wait! What?" Snow took a step back in shock and confusion.
"I would like to meet you again." Snow raised a brow when he saw the blush forming on the woman face, then realization hit. He mentally groaned. Another woman wanted to get in his pants again. That property and privileges only belonged to Hope.
"I'm sorry, but I already have a lover." Hope's ears perked when he heard Snow's confession and peeped from the corner to see Snow's smiling brightly.
"Ohh..." Ms. Douglas frowned as a heavy silent suddenly surrounded the hallway. "So there is no way-"
"There is no possible way I can return your feeling, that's is how much I loved him." Hope blushed to root.
The head researcher pouted with a sigh. "This sucks. You didn't even give me a chance to confess. Your partner is one lucky person."
"You think so? I always thought I was lucky to be with this person." Hope saw the sincere look on Snow's face. He wanted to hug Snow so bad right now. Noticing that there was nothing to worry about, he returned back to room with a content smile on his face, waiting for his lover. He had thought it, but knowing Snow's preference in the past with women, the man wouldn't object much to dating a woman again. Whenever a woman comes along in the picture, there wasn't much Hope can do but looked on. He couldn't believe wrong he was now? Snow only wanted him and that made him happy. And all this time he was worried over nothing.
It didn't take long before Snow reentered the conference room before walking back together to their room. It was late and in the next five hours, the sun will slowly start its ascend in the horizon. When they reached their private room, Hope watched as Snow feels the wall for the switch and seconds later, the darkness vanished. He entered the room and picked up the towel which was still lying on the floor. He heard the bed feet creaked in protest when Snow flopped his large, tired body on the single twin bed in the room.
"Why does these things always have to happen?" Snow asked airily, almost like a weary groan.
Hope didn't answer, or was it he didn't have an answer to Snow's question. He had seen his share of surprises for the day and wasn't expecting being here with Snow after waking up the previous day in bed.
"First that thing is lurking somewhere on this damn world and now you're involves. Why didn't that monster just declares its undying love to Lightning instead?" Snow grumbled. That would just solve his problem fine, seeing that the soldier didn't have someone in her life.
Hope bit his lips. Snow was still upset. He got himself in this problem and of all it would've been avoided if he had listened to Snow in the first place and not went into the mine. Now everything went so south so quickly.
"Is an ordinary life really too hard to ask for?" Snow muttered under his breath.
"An ordinary life?" Hope asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
"Yeah. Waking up every morning and falling asleep to a nice comfortable bed with you beside me. Nothing really special, just a life without the constant struggles of saving the world from total destruction and doom." Snow said airily.
"I don't know." Hope mumbled.
"What do you mean?" Snow blinked, taking a seat near the edge beside his young lover. The teen had a frown on his face.
"We weren't ordinary to begin with." Hope replied. "Didn't everything happened for a reason up to this point?"
"Sometimes I wished these chains of event never happen." Snow groaned, acknowledging the fact that troubles always seemed to like him a lot.
"Don't say that!" Hope practically yelled, causing Snow to flinch. "If anything was different, then... then I wouldn't be here... with you."
"Hope..."
"The Purge and getting on train with the other purgees. To be honest, I was happy that Fang and Vanille had woke up on the Pulse Vestige." Hope continued, aware as Snow gently lifted him on the man's lap, lying back against the hard chest. "I know a lot of people would say that I am crazy for saying that and despite loosing the people we care for..." Hope looked up, meeting Snow's gaze. "I was happy that I get to meet you, Snow."
Snow wrapped his arms possessively around his lover's middle, nuzzling his head at the crook of Hope's neck. There was an over-sensation of warmth flowing through his body. "I'm happy to get the chance to meet you too, Babe." Snow placed a hand under Hope's chin, before swooping down crashing his lips eagerly as Hope's. The teen kissed back enthusiasm, turning around on his lap before wrapping his arms his neck to deepen the kiss. Snow suppressed the urge to groan when he felt Hope's curvy hips grind against his nether region. Not breaking the kiss, he guided the teen back against the soft mattress. Snow gasped for air after breaking the kiss. He looked down to the panted, flustering teen below him before he was pulled down to meet those tantalize sweet lips again. A pair of large hands slid down the teen's back, moving lower, cupping those perfect firm rear. Snow was rewarded with a pleasurable moan from Hope's throat and two legs winded around his hips, pressing their heat body together. Snow pulled apart and raised a brow at his lover. Hope was being docile and it was the most sexiest thing he had ever laid eyes on.
"So, are you going to tell me what's been troubling you?" Snow said husky, nibbling on Hope's ears then moving down to plants sweet kisses down Hope's jaw. The teen was on an emotional roll coaster for a while and he was going to get an answer, one way or another.
"It-It's nothing." Hope gasped. At least one problem solved itself for the day. He didn't need to worry about any woman trying to get lucky with Snow. The blond had said it himself that he only wanted him.
"So you not wanting this is nothing." Snow grinned, unknotting the green handkerchief, throwing over his shoulders.
"I'm horny! Can't I want sex too?" Hope pouted, pushing the thick trench coat off Snow's shoulders.
"That's understandable, but you never been this eager before though." Snow chuckled. Hope's black shirt and Snow's blue vest were next to join the fray of clothes on the floor.
"You don't want me when I eager?" Hope purred in a sexy tone. He knew using his sexy voice was bad because it only rallied the blond even more and it pushed the man further.
"Ohh I want you anywhere and anytime." Snow smirked, giving a chaste kiss on Hope's lips before moving down, leaving a trail of sweet strawberries on Hope's throat and chest. He heard more gasps as the teen's breathing labored for air. His hands were back, tracing the teen's pink buds, making then hard and flush.
"Aaah... mmm..." Hope bit back a moan, his back arched against his will when Snow bit down on his right nipple. He felt a hand drifts over his stomach and then toward his pants where a promising tent was hidden. Hope had never even felt himself getting hard, it seemed to happen naturally, a natural reaction being close to Snow. The hand quickly unbuttoned the three buttons before pulling the pants and underwear with one tug, letting his cock free. He let another moaning whimper when Snow gripped his cock, giving the weeping length a few strokes.
"And don't think that you are forgiven from that little mishap yesterday? I going to make you pay for that." Snow leered, sucking on the sensitive flesh on Hope's shoulder.
"What? Bu-But-" Hope's brain could only sputter. "You're not serious?" However, the leer on Snow's face said otherwise. "Okay, what do you want me to do?" Hope said softly, a blush present on his cheekbones.
"That would be for me to decide." Snow said, bracing against the wall and stretching out on the bed. "You can start by putting those sweet lips of yours to work." Snow gestured to the obvious tent growing under his pant.
Hope grumbled something under his breath and crawled between Snow's legs. He unbuckled and unzipped the pants as Snow's lifted his hips to give Hope the opportunity to pull the pants and underwear off Snow's waist. Hope gulped, saliva seeping through his teeth as he gaze to large cock. He ran his fingertips along the shaft, seeing the cock twitches in delight. He could barely wrap his hand the base of the cock as he bent forward, running his tongue over the engorge head. He licked the head once more, before slowly taking the entire head in his mouth. He licked, sucked, and nibbled the throbbing length, teasing Snow to no end whose grunts and slight intake of breaths only seemed to encourage him more. He went farther, taking as much of the cock in his mouth, before he started bobbing his head up and down the shaft. Snow, however, seemed to have a different plan when his hands ghosted under his thighs and lifted him up on Snow's laps, before locking lips once again. Snow then guided him back on the bed. "On all four." Snow muttered seductively after breaking the kiss. Hope quickly complied, getting in position. He looked over his shoulder to see Snow rummaging through his coat's pocket before pulling out a small jar of lube. "That's quite a nice view. I wish I could look at it all day." Hope heard Snow purr over his shoulders. Next thing he knew his body flinch when a cold content poured over his ass and his crease. He gasped when he felt a slick finger probed his entrance before pushing in.
Snow smirked when the flustered teen's back arch, pushing back against his finger. "Okay Babe?" He leaned over Hope's back, kissing his lover's shoulder. He had both his knees settle near Hope's thighs and his other hands creep over the teen's flawless stomach before gripping Hope's cock, stoking it to match his finger thrusting in Hope's ass.
"Add another one." Hope groaned.
"Spread those babies wider first!" Snow demanded, nibbling on his ears.
Hope complied as another slick finger slipped inside him, brushing against a bundle of nerves. "Aaahh God!" Hope's back tried to arch, pushing against his elbow but Snow's heavy build pressed over him prevent that motion. Hope continued to mindlessly moans as the fingers continued to stretch and curled inside of him, rubbing against his sweet spot. His body was being assaulted too fast and too soon from pleasure. He curled his fingers in the sheets as bead of sweats were forming on the back of his neck from the heat surrounding the room. Then the third finger was added.
"Snow please!" Hope was at his limits. He could practically heard the grin on Snow's face. The fingers were removed, leaving with an empty feeling before something hot, thick, and slick brushed against his quivering entrance. Both strong arms were placed over his owns, fingers entwining together. He was utterly defenseless. The thick length brushed over his cheeks, sending small sparks of pleasure up his spine. "Snow!" Hope groaned, looking over his shoulder with an enticing expression on his face. He hated when Snow teased him like that.
"Just because you asked so nicely." Snow smirked, getting in position before pushing against the tight heat which shown no resistance as the thick shaft buried to hilt inside with one swept motion.
"AHHH Snow!" Hope's back tried to arch yet again. He curled his fingers together with Snow's as the older man was preoccupying himself kissing his left shoulder and his neck, while giving him time to adjust. When he catches his breath, he rounded his hips against Snow's pelvis, earning a satisfying a grunt over his shoulder.
That was all the signal Snow needed before he slowly pulled out before thrusting back into the tight heat, hitting the prostate with every strikes. Moans erupted in the room, but they only seemed to multiply as he steady began a rhythm.
In all the worlds, Hope could never vehemently denied making those noises to any person other than Snow. The blond's thick shaft moving in and out of him was a feeling that only Snow could only give him. And his older lover seemed to have the same impression from the grunts slipping through the clenching teeth.
"You love that Babe! My big cock ramming into your tight ass!" Snow nibbled on his ears.
Hope whimpered as the pace accelerates. He turned his head to the side, crashing his lips against Snow's. "Mmmph...mmm." He groaned into the lustful kiss. He rocked his hips against each thrust, getting the man's cock deeper inside of him. Hope saw stars exploding his vision as his prostrate was pummeled over and over again. The wonderful sensation was feeding the twisting heat in his stomach, growing and coiling. He tried to hold it back, but it was impossible.
"Dammit Hope!" Snow grunted, followed by a growling sound from his throat as he could feel the Hope's impending orgasm was near from the tight ass becoming tighter to fuck. He tightened his holds around Hopes' fingers, prevent any shrewd idea in his lover head. The lithe body below him continued to gasp and shudder to no end.
"Snow, I'm close." Hope whined and moaned at the same. He was on the brink as the man's cock was practically slamming into him at this point. The man's thrusts were becoming erratic.
Snow let go of one of Hope's hand as he guided his hand under the lithe body, grabbing the teen's hard cock before stroking the harden length.
"Ohh... God! Snow! Snow!" Hope could only moan before crying out his release which was immediately followed by Snow, after a few more hard thrust, spilling his hot seeds deep inside him.
The room was left with both body panting, catching for air. Hope collapsed on his stomach as the older man collapsed on top of him, applying his weights on his elbows. After catching his breath, Snow pulled apart. Hope turned on his back, reaching his hands around Snow's neck before pulling the man down into an intense kiss.
"You like that Babe!" Snow panted after breaking the kiss. His lover only replied with an approval sound. He stood up from the bed, walking around the room to pick up the scraps of cloths lying on the ground.
"You're not coming to bed?" His lover called out, and Snow looked up, seeing the teen still on the bed, naked and inviting. He was contemplating about visiting Gadot, informing his friend that they will be heading back to Oerba on the next ship, but he quickly washed away the idea. The fiery-haired man could wait a couple of hours for the news. Snow sauntered to bed, hoisted the teen in his arms before walking to the small crap bathroom.
"Not after a shower." Snow grinned. "And I think you might need one too."
To Be Continued...
A/N: There's the sex and I hoped you guys are satisfied. I'm contemplating on the next two/three chapters, but unsure what to do? Something is going to happen, but I'm not sure if it would happen to Snow or Hope. I'm analyzing both situations and scenarios in my head as to where the story will develop. I can write both situation, but I have to choose one! Hope's scenarios is much more easier to write than Snow, where as Snow's is much more difficult and angst. Well, the result is more angst.
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