Remembrance
Author: Liz Camp
Warnings: Yaoi is a beautiful thing. And resides in this fic.
Disclaimer: Squaresoft has not given me ownership yet, but any day now they'll discover my devotion to the Final Fantasy boys and do the inevitable.
Author's Notes: Eh..heh..heh. Squall is asleep most of this chapter...yet the story goes on.
----Previous Chapter:
As soon as I sit back down, his arms latch onto me again. At least this is more comfortable.
Eventually, he calms down enough to speak.
Chapter 9 ---
"Fuck Squall, what is it about you that makes me attack whenever you're around?"
"My charming personality." Seifer chuckles with his face buried in my shirt and I can feel his shoulders shaking against me.
"The two of us, we make quite a pair, huh? The arrogant bastard turned sniveling wimp and the original 'talk to a wall' ice prick," Seifer's eyes meet mine, "no offense." I arch an eyebrow at the comment.
"How could I possibly be offended by that?"
"Yeah, yeah." Seifer half-heartedly pushes me away sitting so we're face to face. His eyes are puffy-looking, and a darker shade of green than normal. It's funny that I can remember the exact shade of Seifer's green eyes after seven years of not seeing him, but I can't remember what color Rinoa's are if my life depended on it. I wonder if that means something...
something...
is poking my shoulder.
"-all? You're phasing out on me again." Seifer taps me again, smirking when I blink at him.
"You know, if you're going to stay here for awhile, you have to stop doing that so much. What if I yelled 'FIRE!' from another room and you're off in Squallville, silently communicating with the little Squall natives and get burnt to a crisp. Heh," Seifer shakes his head slightly, "probably wouldn't even notice." I just glare at him in response and he grins maddeningly.
"If you're done making fun of me,"
"But it's so much fun!" Seifer winked playfully as I sharpened my glare.
"IF you're done, I still want to know-" The playfulness in his eyes died as he held his hand to my mouth to stop my question. I had this insane urge to run my tongue over his palm.
"Squall, I'll answer your questions...just not now. Not yet..." Seifer sighed heavily, "give me time, okay?" He withdrew his hand.
"However long you need, as long as you don't expect me to let you run away again." I watch as Seifer's muscles tense at my words; there's a mixture of apprehension and relief playing over his face until he returns to his little 'I am Mr. Ego' grin.
"Well, if you need to be near me so much, I guess I'll have to survive. But I've had a long day Squally...and as much as it would make me feel all 'tingly' inside if you stayed, there's a guest room down the hall." I nod, standing up.
"Yeah, okay," I head towards the door, "Goodnight Seifer, I expect some answers soon." I turn to look at him. He looks calmer, more like himself as he lay stretched out on the giant bed. His posture is seductive, but I doubt he realizes it. Eh, best not to think about it now, or I'll never get to sleep.
I leave Seifer's bedroom, heading down the hall when Seifer calls to me.
"We're getting up early tomorrow to shop for supplies! Set the alarm for six."
Six?!!!
"Since when have you gotten up at six?!" I shout back.
"Since I grew up Squall...see you in the morning." I shake my head, heading for a good night's sleep.
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The smell of leather and sweat fills the room. It is a masculine scent, reeking of pheromones and implications. The lights are dim, highlighting a silhouette on the four post bed that dominates the room.
I walk closer, breathing in that scent, reveling in it's headiness. The shadow turns into a person, Seifer. He glistens in the dim light, shirtless, sweaty, beautiful. He says nothing as I sit on the mattress, inches from touching that sweet flesh. The heat bakes off his skin and I can feel it, caressing me through my clothes.
His hair is loose, falling in his eyes, and Hyne how I want to pull it, to hear him moan from my hands, locked in his hair, twisting...pulling...forcing his position just right to...
maybe another time.
I run my gloved fingers over his wide chest, collecting droplets of moisture on the leather pads. Mm...that won't do, can't have my gloves getting dirty, now can I?
I straddle Seifer's straining figure, grinding my hips against his. Funny, I hadn't noticed before, but Seifer is restrained.
Heavy rope encircles both his wrists and the headboard, effectively tying his arms above him. The same type of rope is wound around his mouth, being used as a gag.
I leer at the bound figure, sweeping my eyes across his body. Seifer's nostrils flare and he tosses his head side to side, his hair looks even more halo-like in motion.
"Be still." I'm startles by the sound of my own voice; I sound strong, confident. Seifer must have heard this too, because he immediately calms.
"I'm going to remove the gag. You will not speak unless I ask you to." Seifer nods enthusiastically, then quiets down, allowing me to remove the restricting rope. He winces, popping his jaw and stretching lightly. Seifer says nothing, but his eyes are full of questions.
I raise the hand I was caressing Seifer's chest with to his lips.
"Clean them." I close my eyes as his tongue works my fingers, as he laps at my palm, slowly trailing licking kisses up to my fingers, then back again. I can feel the heat of his tongue through the leather.
I grow tired of this on the third pass, and when his tongue reaches my fingers again, I push three digits past his soft lips.
"Suck." And he does, Hyne does he ever... I swear he's trying to remove my glove from the job he's doing. He's hard to resist this way, but I pull my fingers back, just barely registering Seifer's displeased sigh. I peel both gloves off, then my shirt, and toss all three onto the floor. Seifer's eyes roam my body hungrily.
"You like what you see?" A hint of teasing creeps into my voice, but Seifer just smirks and nods to me, not that he could do much else.
"Good...because I like what I'm seeing...very much." I lean in to kiss Seifer, my lips ghosting his and he growls in frustration. My hand creeps down to one of his nipples and I twist, *hard*, enjoying the little gasp of pain coming from his lips.
"Patience is a virtue you should learn. You tease too much." Another twist, another gasp, "but this time, I'll do the teasing, right?" I smack his cheek lightly for emphasis, and he moans softly. "Right?!" I slap him a little harder, enough to leave a lovely pink impression of my open palm on his cheek.
"R..right." Seifer's really turned on, I can hear the need in his voice. I nod, satisfied.
"Don't forget." My hands caress Seifer's chest lightly, trailing down to his belt.
"Your job," I start slowly unbuckling the belt, making sure to brush my fingers against his abs, "is to lie there like a good boy and take whatever I give you." Buckle undone, I lean a palm against Seifer's groin, carefully avoiding all contact with his evident arousal. "You think you can handle that?" I pull the belt in one strong motion, tossing it over my shoulder. "Well, do you...knight?"
"Aah...y-" I slowly caress Seifer's hard member through his pants, and it takes a moment for him to achieve coherency, "...yes." I squeeze just hard enough to make him cry out.
"Yes, what?" He tosses his head back and forth, and tries to grind against my hand.
"Yes...Commander." I smile down at him, I'm sure my lust is apparent.
"Good boy..." I remove my hands from teasing him and concentrate on my own belts. Now, belts have *always* turned me on, the possible uses are endless...but right now I'm cursing the fact that I wear three of them. I manage to remove them fairly quickly though, due to motivation more than anything else.
I sit, heavy against Seifer's chest, and take a moment to watch him. Seifer's chest heaves, his panting audible in the quiet room. He's squirming under me, his arousal *very* apparent...he's beautiful, tied up...displayed for *my* pleasure.
My hands are at his waistband now, quickly stripping him of the pants covering what I desperately want to see. Interesting...it seems Seifer doesn't wear underwear.
"And I'm the impatient one?" Even now he's mocking me. I give him a wolfish little smile.
"Not yet you're not." I stand up long enough to remove my own pants, then sit down again, shoving his legs further apart so I can see all of him. I stroke his upper thighs gently, and he jumps. I move my fingers to his inner thighs, tickling, making him squirm.
I want to hear him scream...I bet he screams prettily.
Cupping his balls lightly in one hand, I trace his erection gently with the other hand. Seifer gives a strangled cry. I take this as encouragement, gripping him tightly, running my thumb over the tip of Seifer's cock.
"Aahn...ooh..." Seifer moans unintelligibly as I alternately squeeze and relax my grip on his balls.
"What...you don't have anything to say, Seifer?" I give Seifer an imitation of his own smirk and remove my hands.
"Squall...Hyne..." I look up at his flushed face
"What? Are you getting impatient, Seifer?" He mocks me...I mock him, "I don't want to hear you speak, Seifer." I bend slightly, bracing my fingers on his thighs, "I want to hear you scream."
I engulf Seifer's cock in one swift movement, and he doesn't disappoint me.
"Hyynne...Squall.....aaa..." He tastes wonderful, purely masculine, wholly Seifer. I lick my way down his shaft, then up again, applying enough suction to make my cheeks turn inward.
"Squaaaah...." I nibble at Seifer's foreskin, earning a choked moan from him. He's trembling beneath me...he sense of power is overwhelming...
I swirl my tongue across the head of his dick, probing his dickhole with my tongue.
"Hyne! That's...oh Hyne, I don't know what that is...don't stop." I nip at him playfully, glaring into his eyes. He's not the one giving orders here...
"Sor...oo... Sorry." I nod faintly, squeezing his sack hard enough to make him wince. Apology accepted...just don't do it again.
Now I set to work in earnest, taking Seifer's member in until it stops at the back of my throat. I take a deep breath, and force my head down, deepthroating him. He thrashed against me, bucking his hips violently and I let him, grabbing his ass with both hands to pull him closer to me. I swallow several times, the muscles in my throat are massaging Seifer in a way that is just making him *scream* and I can't get enough of it.
I pull away slightly, needing air. My tongue traces a long vein running the length of his dick and I re-trace the path using little nibbling kisses which seems to drive him crazy.
And he looks like he's slowly going mad, his eyes are wild, his mouth is open in an o shaped gasp, panting for air in between moans...his body alternately arches and tries to shy away from what I do to it, and his legs are trembling.
He's getting close to cumming now, his movements are getting more frantic. As his balls retract, I reach a hand around the base of Seifer's erection and squeeze, cutting off his release. I continue working his member in long strokes, deep throating him occasionally, nibbling a little too hard...this just makes him moan louder...but eventually...
"Squall...come on." I look up at him for a moment, the question showing in my eyes, then turn my concentration back to teasing him.
"Squallll....aa.....coo--oohmeee aaah..on." I remove my mouth from his glistening arousal.
"Beg." I scrape my teeth against the tip of his sex and he jumps.
"Hyne damn you Squall...I'm not going to....Aaaah!" I grin around his cock, he liked that. I give him one long, hard suck, then rest my tongue against the underside of his dick and hum lightly.
"Gods...Squall..." I release him again.
"Yes?" Seifer glares at me, if looks could kill he'd be tied there forever.
"Damn it...please!"
"Please what?" I emphasize my question by squeezing his dick lightly. His eyes roll back into his head.
"Pleeease....let me..." I jerk him off gently, waiting.
"Let you what?"
"Damnit Squall... you're going to make me say it aren't you...you bastard!" I just nod to him.
"...please...make me come....squall..." His voice is so low, I can barely hear him, but it's sufficient. I release the base of his cock as I engulf the tip in my mouth and suck *hard*. Seifer screams loud enough to hurt, and releases in my mouth, hips thrusting frantically, thrashing as hard as he can tied up like that...and Hyne... he tastes...
...he tastes...ooh...he tastes like ecstasy.
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I bolt upright in bed and open my eyes. A...dream. A very disturbing dream. And apparently... a very disturbing wet dream, from the condition of my pants.
Hyne Seifer looked good tied up...it's probably a residual from seeing him kneel in front of me this morning. That's got to be it.
I calm down as I clean myself up the best I can, getting a spare change of clothes from my suitcase, and getting back into bed.
It's a long time before I can get back to sleep.
A/N My first fanfic lemon scene, ugh. That wasn't easy
Author: Liz Camp
Warnings: Yaoi is a beautiful thing. And resides in this fic.
Disclaimer: Squaresoft has not given me ownership yet, but any day now they'll discover my devotion to the Final Fantasy boys and do the inevitable.
Author's Notes: Eh..heh..heh. Squall is asleep most of this chapter...yet the story goes on.
----Previous Chapter:
As soon as I sit back down, his arms latch onto me again. At least this is more comfortable.
Eventually, he calms down enough to speak.
Chapter 9 ---
"Fuck Squall, what is it about you that makes me attack whenever you're around?"
"My charming personality." Seifer chuckles with his face buried in my shirt and I can feel his shoulders shaking against me.
"The two of us, we make quite a pair, huh? The arrogant bastard turned sniveling wimp and the original 'talk to a wall' ice prick," Seifer's eyes meet mine, "no offense." I arch an eyebrow at the comment.
"How could I possibly be offended by that?"
"Yeah, yeah." Seifer half-heartedly pushes me away sitting so we're face to face. His eyes are puffy-looking, and a darker shade of green than normal. It's funny that I can remember the exact shade of Seifer's green eyes after seven years of not seeing him, but I can't remember what color Rinoa's are if my life depended on it. I wonder if that means something...
something...
is poking my shoulder.
"-all? You're phasing out on me again." Seifer taps me again, smirking when I blink at him.
"You know, if you're going to stay here for awhile, you have to stop doing that so much. What if I yelled 'FIRE!' from another room and you're off in Squallville, silently communicating with the little Squall natives and get burnt to a crisp. Heh," Seifer shakes his head slightly, "probably wouldn't even notice." I just glare at him in response and he grins maddeningly.
"If you're done making fun of me,"
"But it's so much fun!" Seifer winked playfully as I sharpened my glare.
"IF you're done, I still want to know-" The playfulness in his eyes died as he held his hand to my mouth to stop my question. I had this insane urge to run my tongue over his palm.
"Squall, I'll answer your questions...just not now. Not yet..." Seifer sighed heavily, "give me time, okay?" He withdrew his hand.
"However long you need, as long as you don't expect me to let you run away again." I watch as Seifer's muscles tense at my words; there's a mixture of apprehension and relief playing over his face until he returns to his little 'I am Mr. Ego' grin.
"Well, if you need to be near me so much, I guess I'll have to survive. But I've had a long day Squally...and as much as it would make me feel all 'tingly' inside if you stayed, there's a guest room down the hall." I nod, standing up.
"Yeah, okay," I head towards the door, "Goodnight Seifer, I expect some answers soon." I turn to look at him. He looks calmer, more like himself as he lay stretched out on the giant bed. His posture is seductive, but I doubt he realizes it. Eh, best not to think about it now, or I'll never get to sleep.
I leave Seifer's bedroom, heading down the hall when Seifer calls to me.
"We're getting up early tomorrow to shop for supplies! Set the alarm for six."
Six?!!!
"Since when have you gotten up at six?!" I shout back.
"Since I grew up Squall...see you in the morning." I shake my head, heading for a good night's sleep.
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The smell of leather and sweat fills the room. It is a masculine scent, reeking of pheromones and implications. The lights are dim, highlighting a silhouette on the four post bed that dominates the room.
I walk closer, breathing in that scent, reveling in it's headiness. The shadow turns into a person, Seifer. He glistens in the dim light, shirtless, sweaty, beautiful. He says nothing as I sit on the mattress, inches from touching that sweet flesh. The heat bakes off his skin and I can feel it, caressing me through my clothes.
His hair is loose, falling in his eyes, and Hyne how I want to pull it, to hear him moan from my hands, locked in his hair, twisting...pulling...forcing his position just right to...
maybe another time.
I run my gloved fingers over his wide chest, collecting droplets of moisture on the leather pads. Mm...that won't do, can't have my gloves getting dirty, now can I?
I straddle Seifer's straining figure, grinding my hips against his. Funny, I hadn't noticed before, but Seifer is restrained.
Heavy rope encircles both his wrists and the headboard, effectively tying his arms above him. The same type of rope is wound around his mouth, being used as a gag.
I leer at the bound figure, sweeping my eyes across his body. Seifer's nostrils flare and he tosses his head side to side, his hair looks even more halo-like in motion.
"Be still." I'm startles by the sound of my own voice; I sound strong, confident. Seifer must have heard this too, because he immediately calms.
"I'm going to remove the gag. You will not speak unless I ask you to." Seifer nods enthusiastically, then quiets down, allowing me to remove the restricting rope. He winces, popping his jaw and stretching lightly. Seifer says nothing, but his eyes are full of questions.
I raise the hand I was caressing Seifer's chest with to his lips.
"Clean them." I close my eyes as his tongue works my fingers, as he laps at my palm, slowly trailing licking kisses up to my fingers, then back again. I can feel the heat of his tongue through the leather.
I grow tired of this on the third pass, and when his tongue reaches my fingers again, I push three digits past his soft lips.
"Suck." And he does, Hyne does he ever... I swear he's trying to remove my glove from the job he's doing. He's hard to resist this way, but I pull my fingers back, just barely registering Seifer's displeased sigh. I peel both gloves off, then my shirt, and toss all three onto the floor. Seifer's eyes roam my body hungrily.
"You like what you see?" A hint of teasing creeps into my voice, but Seifer just smirks and nods to me, not that he could do much else.
"Good...because I like what I'm seeing...very much." I lean in to kiss Seifer, my lips ghosting his and he growls in frustration. My hand creeps down to one of his nipples and I twist, *hard*, enjoying the little gasp of pain coming from his lips.
"Patience is a virtue you should learn. You tease too much." Another twist, another gasp, "but this time, I'll do the teasing, right?" I smack his cheek lightly for emphasis, and he moans softly. "Right?!" I slap him a little harder, enough to leave a lovely pink impression of my open palm on his cheek.
"R..right." Seifer's really turned on, I can hear the need in his voice. I nod, satisfied.
"Don't forget." My hands caress Seifer's chest lightly, trailing down to his belt.
"Your job," I start slowly unbuckling the belt, making sure to brush my fingers against his abs, "is to lie there like a good boy and take whatever I give you." Buckle undone, I lean a palm against Seifer's groin, carefully avoiding all contact with his evident arousal. "You think you can handle that?" I pull the belt in one strong motion, tossing it over my shoulder. "Well, do you...knight?"
"Aah...y-" I slowly caress Seifer's hard member through his pants, and it takes a moment for him to achieve coherency, "...yes." I squeeze just hard enough to make him cry out.
"Yes, what?" He tosses his head back and forth, and tries to grind against my hand.
"Yes...Commander." I smile down at him, I'm sure my lust is apparent.
"Good boy..." I remove my hands from teasing him and concentrate on my own belts. Now, belts have *always* turned me on, the possible uses are endless...but right now I'm cursing the fact that I wear three of them. I manage to remove them fairly quickly though, due to motivation more than anything else.
I sit, heavy against Seifer's chest, and take a moment to watch him. Seifer's chest heaves, his panting audible in the quiet room. He's squirming under me, his arousal *very* apparent...he's beautiful, tied up...displayed for *my* pleasure.
My hands are at his waistband now, quickly stripping him of the pants covering what I desperately want to see. Interesting...it seems Seifer doesn't wear underwear.
"And I'm the impatient one?" Even now he's mocking me. I give him a wolfish little smile.
"Not yet you're not." I stand up long enough to remove my own pants, then sit down again, shoving his legs further apart so I can see all of him. I stroke his upper thighs gently, and he jumps. I move my fingers to his inner thighs, tickling, making him squirm.
I want to hear him scream...I bet he screams prettily.
Cupping his balls lightly in one hand, I trace his erection gently with the other hand. Seifer gives a strangled cry. I take this as encouragement, gripping him tightly, running my thumb over the tip of Seifer's cock.
"Aahn...ooh..." Seifer moans unintelligibly as I alternately squeeze and relax my grip on his balls.
"What...you don't have anything to say, Seifer?" I give Seifer an imitation of his own smirk and remove my hands.
"Squall...Hyne..." I look up at his flushed face
"What? Are you getting impatient, Seifer?" He mocks me...I mock him, "I don't want to hear you speak, Seifer." I bend slightly, bracing my fingers on his thighs, "I want to hear you scream."
I engulf Seifer's cock in one swift movement, and he doesn't disappoint me.
"Hyynne...Squall.....aaa..." He tastes wonderful, purely masculine, wholly Seifer. I lick my way down his shaft, then up again, applying enough suction to make my cheeks turn inward.
"Squaaaah...." I nibble at Seifer's foreskin, earning a choked moan from him. He's trembling beneath me...he sense of power is overwhelming...
I swirl my tongue across the head of his dick, probing his dickhole with my tongue.
"Hyne! That's...oh Hyne, I don't know what that is...don't stop." I nip at him playfully, glaring into his eyes. He's not the one giving orders here...
"Sor...oo... Sorry." I nod faintly, squeezing his sack hard enough to make him wince. Apology accepted...just don't do it again.
Now I set to work in earnest, taking Seifer's member in until it stops at the back of my throat. I take a deep breath, and force my head down, deepthroating him. He thrashed against me, bucking his hips violently and I let him, grabbing his ass with both hands to pull him closer to me. I swallow several times, the muscles in my throat are massaging Seifer in a way that is just making him *scream* and I can't get enough of it.
I pull away slightly, needing air. My tongue traces a long vein running the length of his dick and I re-trace the path using little nibbling kisses which seems to drive him crazy.
And he looks like he's slowly going mad, his eyes are wild, his mouth is open in an o shaped gasp, panting for air in between moans...his body alternately arches and tries to shy away from what I do to it, and his legs are trembling.
He's getting close to cumming now, his movements are getting more frantic. As his balls retract, I reach a hand around the base of Seifer's erection and squeeze, cutting off his release. I continue working his member in long strokes, deep throating him occasionally, nibbling a little too hard...this just makes him moan louder...but eventually...
"Squall...come on." I look up at him for a moment, the question showing in my eyes, then turn my concentration back to teasing him.
"Squallll....aa.....coo--oohmeee aaah..on." I remove my mouth from his glistening arousal.
"Beg." I scrape my teeth against the tip of his sex and he jumps.
"Hyne damn you Squall...I'm not going to....Aaaah!" I grin around his cock, he liked that. I give him one long, hard suck, then rest my tongue against the underside of his dick and hum lightly.
"Gods...Squall..." I release him again.
"Yes?" Seifer glares at me, if looks could kill he'd be tied there forever.
"Damn it...please!"
"Please what?" I emphasize my question by squeezing his dick lightly. His eyes roll back into his head.
"Pleeease....let me..." I jerk him off gently, waiting.
"Let you what?"
"Damnit Squall... you're going to make me say it aren't you...you bastard!" I just nod to him.
"...please...make me come....squall..." His voice is so low, I can barely hear him, but it's sufficient. I release the base of his cock as I engulf the tip in my mouth and suck *hard*. Seifer screams loud enough to hurt, and releases in my mouth, hips thrusting frantically, thrashing as hard as he can tied up like that...and Hyne... he tastes...
...he tastes...ooh...he tastes like ecstasy.
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I bolt upright in bed and open my eyes. A...dream. A very disturbing dream. And apparently... a very disturbing wet dream, from the condition of my pants.
Hyne Seifer looked good tied up...it's probably a residual from seeing him kneel in front of me this morning. That's got to be it.
I calm down as I clean myself up the best I can, getting a spare change of clothes from my suitcase, and getting back into bed.
It's a long time before I can get back to sleep.
A/N My first fanfic lemon scene, ugh. That wasn't easy