Squall took another drink almost leaving the cup empty now. He turned to the bar and sat the cup on it as he started to feel dizzy. Suddenly he felt himself feel as if he was falling. But a pair of arms caught him from behind.
"Micheal keep my drink and give me another fill for Squall dear."
Seifer picked up Squall and helped him over to a couch and sat him in it. Seifer sat next to him rubbing his cheek lightly. "Can't take the stuff very well can ya babe?"
Squall leaned over into Seifers lap laying his head there, feeling as if he was drunk, high or something indescribable. It didnt feel natural to him. His strength started to return slowly and it felt so great as it did like a million surges of electricty running over and through his body. A light moan escaped his lips as he laid there. Seifer reached down and caressed his hand through Squall's hair.
"Is it good?"
Another moan escaped his lips as he nodded some. A girl came over to the bar with a satin pillow and Micheal put the bottle that Squall's drink had come from on it and handed her a cup plus another that already had a drink in it. She walked over to the couch and held his drink and the empty cup out for Seifer which he took with on hand as the other still caressed the boys hair whose head lay in his lap. The girl then poured the bottle for them into the cup Seifer held out. She then bowed some and pulled a small table to the side of the couch, sitting the bottle on it.
Seifer looked down at the beautiful face he had once scarred and watched the man handle the effects of the drink still. He looked so fragile in this moment as his eyes opened a crack to see Seifer looking down into them. Squall suddenly pushed himself off Seifer and he landed on the floor with a thud. Seifer looked down at him cocking his brow a bit.
"What's the matter beautiful?"
Squall reached up a bit woozy and slapped Seifer across the face then fell back going unconsious.
"Micheal keep my drink and give me another fill for Squall dear."
Seifer picked up Squall and helped him over to a couch and sat him in it. Seifer sat next to him rubbing his cheek lightly. "Can't take the stuff very well can ya babe?"
Squall leaned over into Seifers lap laying his head there, feeling as if he was drunk, high or something indescribable. It didnt feel natural to him. His strength started to return slowly and it felt so great as it did like a million surges of electricty running over and through his body. A light moan escaped his lips as he laid there. Seifer reached down and caressed his hand through Squall's hair.
"Is it good?"
Another moan escaped his lips as he nodded some. A girl came over to the bar with a satin pillow and Micheal put the bottle that Squall's drink had come from on it and handed her a cup plus another that already had a drink in it. She walked over to the couch and held his drink and the empty cup out for Seifer which he took with on hand as the other still caressed the boys hair whose head lay in his lap. The girl then poured the bottle for them into the cup Seifer held out. She then bowed some and pulled a small table to the side of the couch, sitting the bottle on it.
Seifer looked down at the beautiful face he had once scarred and watched the man handle the effects of the drink still. He looked so fragile in this moment as his eyes opened a crack to see Seifer looking down into them. Squall suddenly pushed himself off Seifer and he landed on the floor with a thud. Seifer looked down at him cocking his brow a bit.
"What's the matter beautiful?"
Squall reached up a bit woozy and slapped Seifer across the face then fell back going unconsious.