Kissing Squall was like tasting a piece of heaven. Well, if heaven had a taste. More then likely, it would be Squall's though. He remind Irvine of an exotic wine, rich and full bodied. His hands drifted down Squall's back, enjoying the soft sound that escaped from Squall's throat. With a ragged sigh, he drew himself from Irvine.
"Not here. Come with me."
He rose, unsteadily pulling Irvine up with him. Before the taller youth could ask, Squall led him through a door. He flicked on the lights, and Irvine blinked slightly. He was in *Squall's* *Room*.
The bed was a canopy, something he wasn't expecting at all. The pillars were made of slim iron, and it was *huge*. A king? Had to be. The cover upon the bed was as black as Squall's leather. He walked over it, one eyebrow arching as he stroked the glimmering material. ~ Silk... Who'd have thunk it? ~ Two king size pillows were encased in silver, silk as well. On the right side of the bed, was a large purple body pillow, yet another surprise. Silver eyes met his in the reflection from the large mirror hanging over the head of the bed.
"I never would have expected this Squall.... Black silk?"
"Well." Squall lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. "...It's soft."
Irvine glanced around the rest of a room. A nightstand stood to the left side of the bed. The stand was the same iron of the bed, and glass topped. An alarm clock, a phone, and a framed photo were on all that was on it. His gaze went back to the bed. This had possibilities... Mainly, Squall in handcuffs. He flushed slightly at the direction his thoughts were taking, and it was Squall's turn to smile slightly as he came up behind Irvine, and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"You're the first person to see my room...."
"I am?" He couldn't believe it. He needed to be pinched. He felt Squall's nod, and smiled. "It suits you. Black and silver.... But that purple pillow?"
Squall unlinked his arms, and pushed Irvine slightly, causing him to fall onto the bed. "Color of your eyes." He landed next to him, on his side. Irvine glanced to his left, a shy smile dancing upon his lips.
"I never thought... That all this time..."
He looked into those gunmetal orbs, and reached out to lightly trace the curve of his lower lip. Squall smiled, then surprised him by lightly nipping the tip of his finger.
"So... You bite."
The left eyebrow flew up, as Irvine rolled to face him. He grabbed the collar of Squall's shirt, and blinking when the material just stretched. They both started laughing, Squall being the first to fall silent as he studied Irvine. Irvine's laugh slowly tapered off as he noticed that Squall had become "brooding" again.
"Irvine... Have you..." A pause. A slight nod and Squall closed his eyes for a moment. "With a..." Another pause.
"No. You'll be the first..." ~ And only. ~
Squall nodded again, allowing Irvine to pull him closer. Squall ran his fingers over Irvine's bare chest, enjoying the feel of his skin. Unlike Rinoa's paleness, his was more of a peach tone. Irvine's lids lowered as Squall's breath tickled his skin. Then flew open as he felt something moist gently brushing against his left nipple.
"...Squall...."
Everything in his brain as become complete mush as a jolt ran through his body. His breath escaped in a sharp hiss when Squall bit the sensitive tip. Irvine's fingers threaded themselves in Squall's hair, as he turned his attention to Irvine's right side. With the release of a soft sigh, Squall looked up at Irvine. Those dark depths were slightly hazy, and Irvine reached down to grip the hem of Squall's shirt. When he started tugging it upwards, Squall moved away long enough for him to remove the shirt. It was flung into a corner of the room. Irvine ran his hands across his shoulders, down along the angel of his chest. Squall enjoyed the contrast of feeling... slightly rough fingers, smoothness of the leather still covering his palms.
"Can't let you have all the fun..." Irvine whispered as he bent his head. Squall moaned softly as Irvine teased him with knowing lips and teeth. His fingertips danced lower, resting against the fly to Squall's jeans.
"Squall ... Are you sure?"
Squall nodded, words escaping him for the moment. Instead, he kissed against, gently probing his mouth with his tongue. Everything seemed to grow deathly quiet as Irvine undid the button to Squall's jeans. While he was doing that, Squall's fingers had started to undo the buckle to his chaps. Irvine's stomach muscles clenched then relaxed as Squall made sure to accidentally touch him as much as possible while doing that simple task.
Irvine chuckled when a small gasp of surprise came from Squall. While unzipping his pants, he had made sure brush his knuckles just ever so lightly against the front of Squall's boxers. He met Squall's eyes, noting that they had become the color of liquid mercury.
"One last time... Squall..."
His answer was own gasp, and a very satifising smile spreading across Squall's face.
An hour later...
Squall curled up in Irvine's arms, while Irvine slowly ran his fingers up and down his back. Squall purred with contentment, and linked his arms around Irvine's waist. He dropped a kiss right upon Squall's scar.
"Close your eyes..."
He whispered. "Sweet dreams, Squall..." Squall nuzzled against him, eyelids drooping. Irvine felt a wave of sleep hit him as well, and hugged Squall once again before submitting to the sandman as well.
Five hours later...
Irvine grumbled as something buzzed by his ear. Damnit, who'd be calling as such an ungodly hour? He reached over blindly; right arm still wrapped around Squall. His voice was husky, as tried to form the word hello. There was silence on the other end, and Irvine was just about to let the phone drop when he heard a voice he'd never thought he hear.
"Irvine.... What are you doing in Squall's room? At 6 am?"
"...'Noa?"
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A/N- Gods, this was the hardest thing to write. And I know some of you guys wanted the full monty (hehe) but I just counldn't.... (this time, anyway...) so I hope this will do! Maybe next time. :) Coming up, Buuuusted - by Rinoa, and she's not happy. Nope, nope, nope. Continue or no? Please let me know what you think. As usual, I don't own them, but Irvine was smirking at me from my desk this whole time. ^^
