Dual Desire
By: 4quintessence
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Square Enix, the fanfiction to me.
Pairing: CliffxFayt
Rating: R for dirty fun
Summary: Cliff, what are you gonna do? Give in? Say no after all that seducing, liquor and all? Bah, you guys already know anyways :D Things get hot, that's what they do when the lemon finally comes around. Han, Luke, Ally, and Spank notice something different about Fayt the next day. And Cliff, well he sure makes things complicated.
Shoutouts: Zelavril - wow i'm so confused with LOL now. haha. i'm not sure if i get your whole coconut thing with the plural but if you're talking about what i think you are that's really funny :D I liked what you said about Seymour River! You got it right. And thanks for the kind words about my conversations. i think i've improved a lot with those too and i really enjoy them. haha dont get me started on FF XII. especially the story and the battle system. ohh senate vs. king, never heard that one before. at least you're trying to complete it. SpectralWings - Ya Cliff does let Fayt have it every time with his teasing :D I'm so glad you liked Midgard, that makes me really happy, seriously. Holy crap i laughed SO hard when you said Mirage should be like Chewbacca! YES YES!
Chapter 6:
Cliff stared at the picnic table resting on the river's edge, his mind drawing a blank as he tried to imagine why it was there when they hadn't even used it. Inspiration suddenly jolted through him like a shock from a water pump pulsing through his body: Oh shit… no…. His eyes swiftly rolled back to look at Fayt. Said kid was nibbling away at his bottom lip like it was a soft piece of white chocolate, his wide and hopeful eyes glued on the Klausian's faltering face. Cliff watched the itty-bitty glob of mousse on the other's cheek melt and ooze downwards under the clear, sunny skies as it called forth to him, seducing his tongue with a sweet song of desire. No, Cliff you can't, he pondered, promptly wondering why he was randomly referring to himself in the third person. I can't do this again...not after what happened last time…
Fayt suddenly cocked his head to the side and revealed a brilliant smile — an admiring smile — and soon Cliff found himself blissfully lost in the bluenette's emerald forest, unable to resist the enigma any longer. He had been resisting for so long, too long. Fittir now found himself leaning in towards his buddy, gaze focused on the rich chocolate mousse...
Ooh yeah, surrender me a kiss
Let me loose on you inch by inch (Ha, I thought it was 'loosen you' :D)
The one and only reason is fun fun fun
Well baby, we've only just begun
So don't talk just kiss
We're beyond words and sound
Don't talk just kiss
Let your tongue fool around
Let's fool around
- 'Don't Talk, Just Kiss' by Right Said Fred
So much for having that talk about how much Cliff meant to him. Fayt shivered ever so slightly as the blond's warm, velvety tongue lapped up the side of his cheek, banishing the bluenette's icy glades of loneliness and unease. Cliff got a taste of rapture and nirvana in one simple stroke — the mix of Fayt's intoxicating skin laced with syrupy chocolate euphoria was almost too much to handle...even for a Klausian. Fayt rotated his head to the side until Cliff's lips met his own in an explosion of passion and pleasure. The supple sensation of the blond's luscious lips sent tingles racing up and down the bluenette's spine, exciting the tiny hairs on his back until they stood on end. The kiss was gentle and tentative — like when you dip your toes in the ocean, testing it, before plunging in — as they explored each other's lips for the first time.
Suddenly, a realization dawned on Fayt. Operation LOL was now a success; the feelings weren't one-sided anymore, Cliff was returning the love as Fayt gave it. What a relief….What a turn on.
The bluenette funneled his weeks of pent up lust and frustration into a fierce outburst of affection. He abruptly shoved the blond away from him, forcing the latter to lean back onto his hands on the rock. Fayt settled himself in the hunky Klausian's lap and proceeded to unzip Cliff's skin-tight black top, the fabric slowly peeling away and releasing his bulging chest and abs from their confines. As Cliff licked his tongue over his puffy lips, Fayt finally slid off the shirt and tossed it to the side. For the bluenette, the sexy beast in front of him was his proverbial treasure at the end of a rainbow, and he honestly couldn't believe what was happening.
"I've been wanting to do this for a long time…" he finally managed, as the blond grinned cheerfully and gave him a spicy wink in response.
Taking that as a green light, Fayt leaned into Cliff's chest and began kissing and gnawing his smooth, buff pecs before licking all the way up the crease in-between them. The blond threw his head back and closed his eyes, deeply inhaling the lingering jasmine incense hanging in the fresh, alfresco air. Lightly running his hands over the defined muscles of Cliff's upper arms, Fayt shifted his head downwards to suck and savour a washboard six-pack, running moist, swollen lips up and over their curves and down into their valleys. His heart was beating to the quickening drums of passion as every part of his body warmed beneath the throbbing rays of the man he was servicing; the strands of blond sunshine blinding all sense and control.
Cliff soon lifted his lover's chin and guided him towards his mouth again as they both fell back onto the picnic blanket. This second kiss was more satisfying and wonderfully fervent and intense. Their lips locked over and over again while the sensuous smacking sounds intermingled with the revitalizing resonance of the river. This time Cliff really got into it, his impassioned kisses and incessant offering of his Bailey's infused tongue revealing how much he truly wanted Fayt, in every sense of the word. In truth, he hadn't gotten any in a long time, not since before meeting Fayt. They smooched until they couldn't breath any longer and had to take a break for air. Immersed in an intimate moment, the bluenette tenderly nuzzled Cliff's nose with his own as his silky sapphire hair dangled down onto his sweetie's face and the hot breaths between them swept across their blushing cheeks.
As Fayt lay on top of Cliff catching his breath, he felt strong hands slipping up and down the sides of his hips, over his cute butt, and then towards his crotch to try to undo his belt buckle. In order for this to happen they both had to stand up and the blond proceeded to strip the bluenette naked, one piece of clothing at a time. The latter couldn't help but be a little anxious as his underwear fell off without him so much as moving a finger. He knew he had nothing to worry about, but still, the Klausian was a rough-and-tumble kind of guy. Before long, the blue-eyed hottie had also slipped off his pants so they were both buck naked on a rock in the middle of the Seymour River on some planet they had never visited before.
Master Bates was pleasantly surprised when Cliff suddenly clutched him in his arms and pulled their bodies close. The spark of their touching skin evoked a feeling the bluenette had never felt before — a delightful sensation of warmth and safety bathed his being and relaxed his tense muscles. He snuggled his face into the blond's neck and closed his eyes while the other delicately caressed his hands up and down the arch in Fayt's lower back, just above his posterior. Before he knew it, Cliff had slipped downwards and grabbed the young man's cock and placed it on his tongue, causing Fayt to gasp loudly as his eyelids flew open. A symphony of moans and groans left the bluenette's mouth as the Klausian licked his tongue over the end of his lover's member, titillating and stimulating the most sensitive spots while intermittently looking upwards for a reaction.
Something like 'oh my god' came out of Fayt's mouth. This is way better than a handjob, hands down (excuse the pun), and we haven't even got to the picnic table yet, he mused. "Cliff! That feels amazing but I can't wait any longer! Let's go over there now…" the Earthling suggested impatiently.
At that very moment, Cliff had taken all of Fayt into his mouth and he paused as the bluenette spoke, cheeks puffed out and eyes darting up then over to the table. Fayt pulled his dick out of the other's mouth and jumped off the rock and onto another, heading for the river's edge. Cliff's laughter boomed through the woods as he raced after his companion, obviously losing balance and slipping into the water on the way. Much splashing and yelling pursued.
Once they were on solid ground, Fayt immediately pounced onto the picnic table and lay on his back, pulling his legs towards his stomach in a provocative position. Cliff shook his head in disbelief and smacked a palm to his forehead.
"Hmmm...now someone's a little eager aren't they?" he bellowed. "Fayt, are you buckin' for a fuckin'?"
The bluenette began to chuckle. "Oh yeah! So what do you say, huh?"
Cliff grabbed the base of his dick and wagged it in a circle. "I say beg for it, punk. Knowing how stubborn you are I'll probably give in."
Fayt restlessly tilted his head back and accidentally bumped it on the table. "OWW...CLIFF! Stop teasing me and get over here...unless you want me to freeze your hand to your cock. Didn't look like you enjoyed that before when I stuck it to your thigh." He stretched out one hand threateningly and a rune symbol began to materialize in front of it.
"OKAY, OKAY! Geez, ya can't take a joke can ya. But that's okay. I'll make an exception since you are the best thing that ever happened to me."
Fayt immediately retracted his hand and his eyes went all soft and mushy. "Aww, that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."
Cliff tilted his head down. "Ya, well it's the goddamn truth," he declared rather resolutely. "Plus yer also hot — what with that lean physique and all — which craftily hides yer real strength...anyways…"
The blond strode over to Fayt and carefully inserted one finger and then two into him, twisting them around in preparation for some major lovin'. The bluenette simply lay there grinning and making weird throaty noises with every jab in and out. Cliff finished his fingering and paused for a moment, waiting for Fayt to give the final order.
"Take it slow okay? Please?"
"No problem-o," the Klausian replied with élan, casually running a finger over one of his nipples. "Don't cha know? I'm what they call a smooth lover." He did a little hand-dive while speaking those last words and Fayt glared at him dubiously. "Ya, that's right. Remember the rough stuff's mostly just an act," he continued.
"You only say that 'cause you've finally met your match," the bluenette wisecracked, enjoying the instant look of disbelief from his friend. "What? Can't you take a joke Cliff?" he teased, pretty sure he was only saying that to make the blond feel better about himself. "Come on now, I want you…"
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Fayt collapsed onto the table beside his heartthrob and affectionately wrapped his hand into Cliff's as they both heaved and sighed in unison.
"I'm sorry I got all spunky on you," Fayt deadpanned. But really he wasn't.
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(A/N: Phewf! Okay I need just a second to cool down before writing the next section. Was that as good for you as it was for me? ;D HAHA.)
Cliff was deep in the recesses of a dream as he twitched ever so slightly in Ally's guest bed. He was having trouble making out what he was seeing — it was as if thick, distorting heat waves were blocking his vision and blurring his senses. But then he recognized it: this was a dream he had had before, a reoccurring one from his past that refused to go away.
He was on Klaus, running across a snowy field in the dead of winter, searching and yelling for someone as tears crystallized along his lower eyelashes. Deep in his heart, he knew what he would find. Still, there was that glimmer of elusive hope that shone lustrously in the icicles that hung from the trees spotting the frigid landscape. But at the same time, the sharp points of these frozen daggers carried within them a sinister side that belied their pristine beauty.
Soon he was trudging through knee-deep snow across a small icebound lake in an open area completely immersed in white, from ground to overcast sky. A high-pitched scream suddenly echoed from the other side. He tried to get there faster but found himself restrained by those vexing abnormal laws of the dreamworld. When he finally arrived he found crimson stains scarring the silvery snow and oozing outwards like lava from a volcano. Death was reaching its grip where it didn't belong, bringing pain to the pure and unadulterated crystal powder. Cliff tried to reach out but the ice underneath him cracked and soon he was falling into the inescapable grip of the bottomless lake…
He jolted awake with a weak cry and rose to a sitting position in bed. He was breathing like he had run a marathon and the sheets were damp with perspiration. Glancing to his right, Fayt was sleeping soundly beside him like a babe, his body slightly curled up, knees touching Cliff's hip. The latter's abrupt rising had pushed Fayt's arm off of him and it now lay awkwardly at his side. Rubbing his face into his hands, the blond peeked through his fingers to sadly stare at Fayt for a moment before slipping out of bed and heading for the washroom with a crescent moon of tears gathering in the base of his dull blue eyes. For the next half hour he spent in there, never once did he actually go to the bathroom.
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Fayt came out of Han and Luke's room literally prancing like a ballerina. He couldn't have been in higher spirits, even if his friends were leaving today. Only Cliff and Luke knew why. The bluenette had just finished giving Luke all the juicy details of the previous afternoon during their top secret meeting on operation LOL. After finishing his story, the two got to work on plans for how Luke could seduce Han on the way to the Killer's home planet. Han and Ally had been out early in the morning buying odds and ends for the trip ahead. They had gone down to the surface and checked out one of the blitzball stadiums on the way to the Vanatvia mall.
By now, Han and Ally were seated around the kitchen table, beginning to munch away at their breakfast. Luke joined them while Fayt skipped over to Spank — who was sitting on the sofa watching a holo show — and gave him a happy high-five. Sensing the joyful energy emanating from Fayt, Spank began to make monkey noises and dance around in circles on the spot. A music video came on in that instant and Fayt began dancing with the chimp as the others stared at him in sheer disbelief. Han sat there with a piece of bread hanging out of his mouth.
"Umm, are you coming to eat Fayt?" Ally inquired, wondering whether the kid had finally lost it from all the stress.
"Of course I am! On a beautiful, sunny day like this who could resist such a wonderful breakfast from such a fantastic host?" he practically sang, looking like he was about to cartwheel over to the table. He finally sat in his seat and began to eat, all the while bouncing his legs up and down uncontrollably.
"So where has Cliff got to?" Han asked a few moments later.
Fayt flashed him a splendiferous grin. "He's just sleeping in, I'm sure he'll be out here any minute. I guess he's tired from all the...ummm…" He darted his eyes back and forth to everyone watching him, realizing in the nick of time where his sentence was going. "…'exercise' we did yesterday in the Seymour Forest."
Luke snickered so much he almost spat out his orange juice.
Ally looked pleased. "Oh so you guys went hiking then?"
Fayt felt Luke kick him under the table. Uh oh, time to improvise. "Yes...hiking...that's exactly what we did. It's very nice there...thanks for suggesting it." After Ally smiled in response, he let out a deep sigh and continued eating.
"I didn't know you like hiking," Luke suddenly blurted out.
This time the bluenette kicked the Jedi's leg and glared at him with squinted emerald eyes. "Shuutuppp…" he mumbled out of the corner of his mouth, all the while smiling innocently at Han and Ally.
Luckily, Cliff strolled into the room at that moment and gestured towards Fayt. Dark bags sat under his eyes. "Good mornin' everyone. I just need to borrow our hero for a second."
"Sure thing," Ally replied. "Just don't take too long or else your eggs will get cold…or Spank might steal them."
The blond forced a smile and waved her off before walking with Fayt back into their room.
"Yo, kid. I think we need to have a serious talk before this mission," the Klausian began, sitting on the bed.
"Of course, Cliff. It's about us isn't it? So are we officially going out now? I can't wait to tell everyone."
In the silence that followed, Cliff felt just terrible as he looked up at Fayt and saw the young man's unusually gleeful expression and sparkling, eager gaze. He finally spoke: "I can't do it."
"Do what?" the bluenette replied, his stomach dropping.
"Go out with you," he explained, averting this eyes. "I didn't mean for last night to happen...it's just…I couldn't help myself, y'know? Yer just so goddamn cute."
"Please don't call me cute, Cliff."
"Ya, okay, hot then. But what's done is done and I don't regret what happened...but that doesn't change the fact that I can't go out with you. Don't get me wrong now, I love ya a lot, and you know that. But…" there's things about my past...about me...about you...
"BUT WHAT?" Fayt shouted, everything on his face seemingly drooping in disappointment. That unwanted icy glade of loneliness and unease was slowly returning once again with every word the blond spoke.
Cliff heaved a sigh and rubbed one hand along his thigh. "But you're too young to be goin' out with me. What would people think of that? I'm better just being yer bodyguard, not ch'yer boyfriend."
The Earthling tried hard to keep his temper under control. "Cliff, that's a lie and you know it. I will go out with whomever I want and I don't care what others think. I just saved everyone from Luther so I don't think that will be an issue. I know tons of people who have an age difference at least as big as ours. What about Nel's parents?"
"Well ya…"
"What is it then?"
The blond stood up, readying to leave the room since he couldn't take this anymore — eyes watering and voice cracking. "I...I can't tell you...I'm sorry Fayt…"
The bluenette grabbed his friend's shoulder as he passed. "Cliff! It's okay...I know it must be something very personal. Please though, just promise me you'll think about it while you're gone? Think about us. I know it will work, we make the perfect team. We can get through anything, remember?"
Cliff brought up a hand and patted Fayt's. "Okay, kid, I will. And you promise me that cha won't get too down while we're gone. Y'know this training is important, lots of people are depending on you."
"Aren't they always?" he retorted lightheartedly, squeezing Cliff's hand before dolefully letting it slip from his grasp.
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?
I never know what the future brings
But I know you're here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side
- Song by Daniel Bedingfield 'If You're Not The One'
:O :O :O !! TO BE CONTINUED!
(A/N: I'm sorry it ended so sadly! After that long, hot lemon! The way i see it, its like what can happen to your mood in a single day. One second you're on the top of the world and the next you're down in the dumps. See, this chapter is a metaphor for life...hahaha don't listen to me i totally just made that up to try to justify the ending :D)