Infinite Plunge

A/N: This scene… is going to be a little lemony. Not a lot, I promise! I'm not that good at writing that kind of stuff. Some of you might not like it… because, of course, it's Seifer/Sorceress. Do enjoy!

Bold Italic = Sorceress

Italic = What is happening in the rest of the game

Normal text = what is going on

Chapter 3- Sensual Interlude

"Do I know what I have gotten myself into?" Seifer's hollow laugh boomed through the silence.

"That was the question…"

Black sheets were conformed to her body. The entire room was bathed in darkness. Only the amber of her eyes radiated in his vision. Seifer was basking in glory. He had been taken away from all that troubled him.

"I don't care… I am prepared for anything that comes my way." As always, he spoke louder than necessary. It was time to silence him.

"You're my little boy… but… it's time for you to become a man."

Seifer couldn't see. He didn't even see her eyes. It sent excitement raging through his body. A man. How good those words felt rolling off his tongue.

Tingles washed over him. Her fingernails were gently sliding across his cheek. Still he could not see. Soft fingers traced over his lips. He couldn't hear her breathe.

"Seifer…"

Her hand had stopped just below his chin. "Yes, mistress?" Once Seifer had answered, her other hand was placed upon his shoulder.

"I want you to do something for me…"

The request had come out in a purr like fashion. He knew it wasn't a request. It was a command. One he was willing to obey. "Anything." A chuckle escaped from somewhere to his right, then echoed to his left. The sounds bounced off the wall, and were caught in his mind. Seifer was falling fast, loosing himself in the golden pool rimmed in darkness.

"Anything is a lot… for such a little boy to handle."

It stung his cheek like cold ice. She was looking at him like a child. Seifer hated it. He had to change that. He would change that. "I am not a boy. That you will see."

"Would you kill for me, Seifer. Even if it was those you cared for?"

It was his turn. His mock smile curved upon his lips. "I care only for you, mistress. You wouldn't have me kill you, would you?" Cold lips met the bottom of his ear. His toes curled in his boots.

"If I asked you that… would you do it?"

Seifer was curious and reached for the hand that was seemingly on his cheek. He felt his own cheek. "I'd do anything you ask."

They had just gotten off the train. Now they were in a forest. Zell was talking, but Squall wasn't really hearing.

His voice was droning on and on… Squall felt the bright sky dimming. His head felt a little light. Suddenly, his body collapsed to the ground. Squall was out cold.

In the same suit, Quistis and Selphie both fell to the ground. Zell and Rinoa were left to wonder.

She was satisfied with him. It was time for her to leave, Seifer could feel it.

"Don't wander too far… I will return shortly. Business to attend to."

He was alone again. It was another of the many things he hated to feel. Lonely thoughts pierced his mind. Cold ran through his body. Seifer didn't want to be alone anymore. Yet somehow, she always made it feel like she was here.

Galbadia Garden.

This is where Irvine came into the scene.

Squall wasn't sure about this guy… but… it would have to do. They were on their way to Deling City. To meet… General Caraway.

Little did they know… he was Rinoa's father.

Finally, Seifer had achieved something he only dreamed of before.

Seifer Almasy a knight. A Sorceress' Knight.