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Warning: If you really need to know... look at the first chapter.....
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"What do you see?" I asked feeling Seifer's fingers creep down the length of my arm.
"What do you mean, sweetheart?" He gave me a confused look. I felt a warm tinge in my heart and in the pit of my stomach fuse in response to the endearing nickname.
"I mean, what do you see...when you look at me?" I explained further. He moved up my body to kiss my lips. I sank into the bed when I felt his tongue enter my mouth. I gripped the side of his T-shirt, trailing my other hand underneath it to touch his bare back. He rolled us both over so that I was on top. I straddled his hips. He moved both of his large, calloused hands up my shirt to gently caress my hardened nipples.
"Answer me," I said softly between kisses, followed by a soft moan. When he finally broke away from me, he stared at me a bit. He furrowed his brow, heavy lines of golden meeting at the crease in the middle of his forehead, his scar crinkling in his actions. He reached up to lightly brush my cheek, his other hand absently stroking my thigh. "In one word: beauty. I see beauty. You are so beautiful, Squall, that it hurts me sometimes."
"Why?"
"Because I feel that sometimes, I don't deserve you, or your body, or your mind, or your soul," he paused with a pained expression, "or your love..." he whispered the last bit.
"But why?...Why don't you deserve anything I've given you and all I want to give you." I rubbed his forehead gently, trying to brush away that Un-Seifer-like scowl. I liked it better when he smiled. It was sexier. "Squall...I'm sorry," he whispered. "I've hurt you so badly. I've been selfish..." he quieted, then spoke. "You deserve better...beautiful, beautiful Squall." I knew that he regretted ever fighting with me when we were younger. He regretted ever scarring me, but I didn't. In fact, I thought of it as a mark and since we both had one, it was always the mark of us belonging to each other. It's quite erotic, really. "You deserve better," I heard him faintly, but clearly whisper again.
"I don't want better. I want you," I countered.
He chuckled. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"
"You decide," I smiled as he hooked his right arm around my waist and brought me down so that my face was inches away from his.
"I wanna buy you flowers," he spoke seriously.
"What?" I giggled but all sound was muffled and swallowed when he pressed his mouth to mine. Kissing me eagerly, he held my waist and rolled us over again, my lithe body trapped underneath his large form. He brushed my unruly bangs out of my eyes. Climbing fully on top of me, he kissed both my pale cheeks, then my forehead. Lowering himself, he tucked his blonde head under my neck. After a few minutes of silence, I heard Seifer's stomach growl. When he looked up at me, I noticed that his cheeks were slightly pink. "I'm guessing that you're hungry, Seifer?"
"Umm... yeah... " I smiled as his blush darkened. He grinned sheepishly.
" 'The Insane Clown Posse' are going to dinner in Deling City, if you wanna eat with them," I gave a slight shrug.
" 'The Insane Clown'-- who?" I think I freaked him out a little.
"Selphie and the... uh, rest" I replied.
"Do you think they'd mind?" Seifer asked, uncertain. He probably thought they all hated him... All but Zell, from whom he'd received that near suffocating hug from the day before... His way of showing love, I guess.
"Of course not, Seifer. We all grew up together. There's nothing so terrible you can do to ever make us hate you. You'll be fine," I smiled reassuringly, "Do you wanna go?"
"Oh yah!" Seifer beamed. He jumped up off of me to search for his boots that were so carelessly dropped in the kitchen. In time we dressed and headed off to the front gate.
To Be Continued....
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A/N: This chapter was actually written after I listened to John Mayer's "Your Body is a Wonderland" a couple of times...and 'The Insane Clown Posse' just came as a random thought about the group....*shrugs*... If it ever starts to go down hill I really need to know... so R/R!!! OH! Thank you to all you readers who so kindly reviewed the previous chapters... I finally have an idea on how to continue so posting should go a lot faster, thx...
Warning: If you really need to know... look at the first chapter.....
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"What do you see?" I asked feeling Seifer's fingers creep down the length of my arm.
"What do you mean, sweetheart?" He gave me a confused look. I felt a warm tinge in my heart and in the pit of my stomach fuse in response to the endearing nickname.
"I mean, what do you see...when you look at me?" I explained further. He moved up my body to kiss my lips. I sank into the bed when I felt his tongue enter my mouth. I gripped the side of his T-shirt, trailing my other hand underneath it to touch his bare back. He rolled us both over so that I was on top. I straddled his hips. He moved both of his large, calloused hands up my shirt to gently caress my hardened nipples.
"Answer me," I said softly between kisses, followed by a soft moan. When he finally broke away from me, he stared at me a bit. He furrowed his brow, heavy lines of golden meeting at the crease in the middle of his forehead, his scar crinkling in his actions. He reached up to lightly brush my cheek, his other hand absently stroking my thigh. "In one word: beauty. I see beauty. You are so beautiful, Squall, that it hurts me sometimes."
"Why?"
"Because I feel that sometimes, I don't deserve you, or your body, or your mind, or your soul," he paused with a pained expression, "or your love..." he whispered the last bit.
"But why?...Why don't you deserve anything I've given you and all I want to give you." I rubbed his forehead gently, trying to brush away that Un-Seifer-like scowl. I liked it better when he smiled. It was sexier. "Squall...I'm sorry," he whispered. "I've hurt you so badly. I've been selfish..." he quieted, then spoke. "You deserve better...beautiful, beautiful Squall." I knew that he regretted ever fighting with me when we were younger. He regretted ever scarring me, but I didn't. In fact, I thought of it as a mark and since we both had one, it was always the mark of us belonging to each other. It's quite erotic, really. "You deserve better," I heard him faintly, but clearly whisper again.
"I don't want better. I want you," I countered.
He chuckled. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"
"You decide," I smiled as he hooked his right arm around my waist and brought me down so that my face was inches away from his.
"I wanna buy you flowers," he spoke seriously.
"What?" I giggled but all sound was muffled and swallowed when he pressed his mouth to mine. Kissing me eagerly, he held my waist and rolled us over again, my lithe body trapped underneath his large form. He brushed my unruly bangs out of my eyes. Climbing fully on top of me, he kissed both my pale cheeks, then my forehead. Lowering himself, he tucked his blonde head under my neck. After a few minutes of silence, I heard Seifer's stomach growl. When he looked up at me, I noticed that his cheeks were slightly pink. "I'm guessing that you're hungry, Seifer?"
"Umm... yeah... " I smiled as his blush darkened. He grinned sheepishly.
" 'The Insane Clown Posse' are going to dinner in Deling City, if you wanna eat with them," I gave a slight shrug.
" 'The Insane Clown'-- who?" I think I freaked him out a little.
"Selphie and the... uh, rest" I replied.
"Do you think they'd mind?" Seifer asked, uncertain. He probably thought they all hated him... All but Zell, from whom he'd received that near suffocating hug from the day before... His way of showing love, I guess.
"Of course not, Seifer. We all grew up together. There's nothing so terrible you can do to ever make us hate you. You'll be fine," I smiled reassuringly, "Do you wanna go?"
"Oh yah!" Seifer beamed. He jumped up off of me to search for his boots that were so carelessly dropped in the kitchen. In time we dressed and headed off to the front gate.
To Be Continued....
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A/N: This chapter was actually written after I listened to John Mayer's "Your Body is a Wonderland" a couple of times...and 'The Insane Clown Posse' just came as a random thought about the group....*shrugs*... If it ever starts to go down hill I really need to know... so R/R!!! OH! Thank you to all you readers who so kindly reviewed the previous chapters... I finally have an idea on how to continue so posting should go a lot faster, thx...