Discipline Me
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Disclaimer - I haven't a penny to my name, what could possibly make you think I own FFVIII??? O_O
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The doorbell rang, Fujin took one last moment to look over herself. She flipped her hair and straightened out her red knee-high dress. Fujin sighed and opened the door, "SEIFER."
"Hey," he leaned on the door frame and grinned, "Nice cleavage, Fuj."
She blushed and reached to pull it up. Seifer held her wrist, "Eh! I'll fix it."
He gently held the top of her dress, and slowly pulled it up... and in an instant, pulled it down to her stomach, revealing to Seifer her black lace bra, "Much better."
"SEIFER!" she yelled, pulling her dress up over her unmentionables.
"Come on, Fuj..." he put his hand on her shoulder and licked her neck, "We can have a two-hour-dinner, or a two-hour screw-session. I think the choice is quite obvious..."
Fujin let him suck on her neck, but he wouldn't let him get anything more than that.
At least, until after dinner.
"RESERVATIONS TONIGHT."
"Fuj..."
"NOT NOW."
"Don't make me beg..."
"LATER."
"I'll get on my knees 'til you gets on yours."
**~~**~~**~~**
Fujin felt like she only did two things during the whole car ride. Check her make-up, and stare at Seifer. It was one out of two times Seifer wore anything resembling formal clothes. The first time was at their graduation. He had a slight musky scent about him, rivaling her own.
She had known Seifer since her first day at Balamb Garden, and now, finally... she could look at him and just smile... not having any apparent reason to.
It was one of very few times in Fujin's life that she could actually be happy.
Seifer pulled up to a full-service gas-station, he had noticed the small ammount he had left. It couldn't possibly get them to the restaraunt. He sighed and rolled down the window as the teenaged employee lazily walked up. With a monotone voice, vividly reminding Seifer and Fujin of Squall, he asked, "What'll it be?"
"Fill the tank, regular," he pulled money out of his wallet, throwing at least a 50% tip. As he put the money in his hand, he leaned over and whispered, "Stall."
He counted the money, and nodded. He returned back to his post, standing there, doing the work for his bonus task.
Seifer rolled up the window, undid his seatbelt, and got closer to Fujin. With the little time he bought, he would have as much fun as he could without removing any clothes. He kissed her shoulder, making small kisses up to her lips. At first, she felt like pushing him away and reminding him of being on time for their reservations. But... since they had to wait, what was the point? This time, she was the first to introduce tongue into their kiss. Seifer, glad she didn't reject this, (he had to pay for the time, after all!) wrapped his arms around her body. Fujin did the same, playing with a few strands of his hair. As the kiss deepened, Seifer placed his hand on her breast, gently massaging the fleshy mound. The short second between kisses for breathing, Fujin spent giggling. She easily recalled all the fun Seifer had with her breasts at Balamb Garden. Seifer pulled Fujin into a kiss of purely tongue as he traced his hand down past her stomach to her leg. He ran his hand up her dress, finding out something both unexpected and wonderful.
"You're not wearing panties," he grinned, "That's good to know."
"PURSE," she responded. Seifer raised one eyebrow in confusion. Fujin nodded, reached for her purse and pulled out a black thong, "FOR RESTAURANT."
"So you..." Seifer blinked, "... didn't wear panties on the car ride to the restaurant, but you didn't want to screw around back at your place..."
Fujin threw off her glance to the side, a slight smile forming on her red lips.
"You sure you don't want to go back and--"
"RESERVATIONS."
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"It's Almasy," Seifer repeated to the Maitre d', frustration quickly growing.
"I'm sorry, sir, there's no reservation under 'Almasy.'"
He sighed, "A table for two for Sei-fer Al-ma-sy," he exaggerated each syllable.
"Sorry."
"Seifer L. Almasy."
"Sir, I'm sorry, there's no reservation."
"Look... she called a month ago, and made reservations for today at 7:00 PM! Seifer Almasy!"
Fujin gasped, "Seifer, Seifer, Seifer," she only needed to say his name once to catch his attention. She covered her blushing face with her hands, "Umm... I made the reservations under 'Kazeno.'"
"... You're joking, right?" Seifer mumbled through gritted teeth. Fujin nervously shook her head. Seifer laughed weakly, put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered angrily at her, "As you can see I'm extremely angry, but luckily I'm willing to bottle this up if you give me a helluva lotta oral next time we screw!"
She gave him that innocent look again, the same one from earlier in the car: A glance to the side with a tiny smile. Seifer sighed, "Fine, SOME."
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"Of all the places in Balamb, why here?" Seifer asked as he looked over the menu, "You can get kicked out of here for tongue."
She glanced off to the side and--
"I swear to God, if you do that one more time..."
Fujin stared at the breadbasket, still exactly the same as when they got there. She reached for one, thought for a second, then pulled her arm back and got close to Seifer. She spoke as quietly as she possibly could, "The service here takes forever... want to go back to your car for awhile?"
He grinned, "Maybe I should say something about our 'precious reservations.'"
"... I didn't put the panties on."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
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Seifer opened the back car door, directing Fujin into the backseat, "'Milady.'"
Fujin giggled quietly and stepped into the car. Seifer followed, locking the door behind him, at the same time managing to undo his shirt buttons with one hand. He sighed and spread out one arm to welcome her. Smirking, she pulled her legs up to the seat and got on all fours. In a split-second she chose this position to show off her breasts. She seductively crawled over to him, each passing second making him want her more and more.
She gripped onto his jacket, getting close to him. He could feel her breath on his neck.
"Wait," Seifer crawled over to the front seat and started pressing buttons on the radio.
"SEIFER," Fujin crossed her arms, "BACK, NOW."
"Hey," he continued tampering with the radio, "If I took the time to download this song on my slow-ass computer and figured out my goddamned burner you can wait ten seconds so we can screw to it."
He clicked one last button, then got back to the backseat, "Okay, time for some fun, my little impatient hottie."
"HYPOCRITE."
"... I'm going to take that as a compliment," he mumbled as he kissed her.
[ I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that... ]
Fujin pulled herself out of the kiss, "WHITE FLAG?"
"I thought you'd like it," he paused, "You know how long it took me to download this on my goddamn modem?"
She didn't even bother carrying on this conversation. She just answered this question with tongue, even though it was hypothetical. Like they cared.
Seifer held her, pushing her body into his. With one hand he shoved her breasts into his chest, with the other carressed her thighs and behind.
Fujin licked his neck, gentle licks quickly become suction. With his now free hands Seifer took the liberty of sliding her red dress halfway down. He now felt lace against his chest instead of satin.
[ Well, I will go do with this ship
I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no White Flag above my door... ]
Seifer held her thighs, pulling them on top of his lap one at a time. With his hands pressed firmly against her breasts, he pushed Fujin down onto her back.
He rubbed her bosom gently while laying kisses upon her warm, wet lips. Fujin held him close to her, letting his tongue go deeper into her mouth. Her long nails dug into his skin, leaving indents but never drawing blood. Had anyone else did this to Seifer, they'd be dead.
The last kiss of their backseat romance session broke, Fujin smiled and traced her fingers on his bare chest, as he hardened on her crotch, "Did you remember...?" she giggled.
His eyes widened, "Oh shit..."
Fujin's smile disappeared, "You forgot?"
"Dammit..." he cursed under his breath, "Can't-Can't we just do it raw?"
She was mad, whether he was joking or dead serious, "INSANE!?"
"Oh, come on!"
"NO!"
"Fine!" he sighed, "Any other orifices you're okay with!?" she didn't say anything. Seifer groaned, "GODDAMMIT!! I remember the goddamn CD but forget the goddamn protection!?"
Fujin thought for a moment. Since that night at Balamb Garden Fujin had been up for risks, but NEVER one this big. But along with that, she gained a taste for... 'adventure,' you could say.
[ I'm in love, and always will be... ]
"You don't mind lipstick marks, do you?"
**~~**~~**~~**
After cleaning themselves up and finishing their dinner Seifer drove Fujin back to her apartment.
Fujin leaned against her door and smiled, "THANKS."
Seifer put his hands on her shoulders and came near her for the good night kiss of their first date. Strangely, she didn't allow it. Seifer raised one eyebrow, "Isn't this the 'Good-bye Kiss' part of the date?"
"YES... but," she grinned, "I was hoping you could save that until morning."
Seifer instantly became interested, "Aren't you a naughty little girl tonight!"
"I have one and a mix CD," she smiled, "Wanna come in?"
"Into you, gladly!"
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Well, there you have it. Chapter two. Yes, it did suck. Sis just told me what to write about, not how to write it. She wouldn't help me at all. ;_; She said I could do it. ;_; Anyways, I put it up because I really did put a lot of work into it, believe it or not. I wrote this because my *coughannoyingcough* friend begged me to. And if you actually like this fanfiction you're in luck, she'll never let me stop writing it!! ;_;
I don't mind creative critiscism, I even welcome it. NO FLAMES! If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it! And if you notice a grammar or spelling mistake, please don't put it in your review UNLESS I make the same mistake throughout the fanfiction. It's annoying. -_-
I hope you enjoyed!
Buh-bye
MZF
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Disclaimer - I haven't a penny to my name, what could possibly make you think I own FFVIII??? O_O
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The doorbell rang, Fujin took one last moment to look over herself. She flipped her hair and straightened out her red knee-high dress. Fujin sighed and opened the door, "SEIFER."
"Hey," he leaned on the door frame and grinned, "Nice cleavage, Fuj."
She blushed and reached to pull it up. Seifer held her wrist, "Eh! I'll fix it."
He gently held the top of her dress, and slowly pulled it up... and in an instant, pulled it down to her stomach, revealing to Seifer her black lace bra, "Much better."
"SEIFER!" she yelled, pulling her dress up over her unmentionables.
"Come on, Fuj..." he put his hand on her shoulder and licked her neck, "We can have a two-hour-dinner, or a two-hour screw-session. I think the choice is quite obvious..."
Fujin let him suck on her neck, but he wouldn't let him get anything more than that.
At least, until after dinner.
"RESERVATIONS TONIGHT."
"Fuj..."
"NOT NOW."
"Don't make me beg..."
"LATER."
"I'll get on my knees 'til you gets on yours."
**~~**~~**~~**
Fujin felt like she only did two things during the whole car ride. Check her make-up, and stare at Seifer. It was one out of two times Seifer wore anything resembling formal clothes. The first time was at their graduation. He had a slight musky scent about him, rivaling her own.
She had known Seifer since her first day at Balamb Garden, and now, finally... she could look at him and just smile... not having any apparent reason to.
It was one of very few times in Fujin's life that she could actually be happy.
Seifer pulled up to a full-service gas-station, he had noticed the small ammount he had left. It couldn't possibly get them to the restaraunt. He sighed and rolled down the window as the teenaged employee lazily walked up. With a monotone voice, vividly reminding Seifer and Fujin of Squall, he asked, "What'll it be?"
"Fill the tank, regular," he pulled money out of his wallet, throwing at least a 50% tip. As he put the money in his hand, he leaned over and whispered, "Stall."
He counted the money, and nodded. He returned back to his post, standing there, doing the work for his bonus task.
Seifer rolled up the window, undid his seatbelt, and got closer to Fujin. With the little time he bought, he would have as much fun as he could without removing any clothes. He kissed her shoulder, making small kisses up to her lips. At first, she felt like pushing him away and reminding him of being on time for their reservations. But... since they had to wait, what was the point? This time, she was the first to introduce tongue into their kiss. Seifer, glad she didn't reject this, (he had to pay for the time, after all!) wrapped his arms around her body. Fujin did the same, playing with a few strands of his hair. As the kiss deepened, Seifer placed his hand on her breast, gently massaging the fleshy mound. The short second between kisses for breathing, Fujin spent giggling. She easily recalled all the fun Seifer had with her breasts at Balamb Garden. Seifer pulled Fujin into a kiss of purely tongue as he traced his hand down past her stomach to her leg. He ran his hand up her dress, finding out something both unexpected and wonderful.
"You're not wearing panties," he grinned, "That's good to know."
"PURSE," she responded. Seifer raised one eyebrow in confusion. Fujin nodded, reached for her purse and pulled out a black thong, "FOR RESTAURANT."
"So you..." Seifer blinked, "... didn't wear panties on the car ride to the restaurant, but you didn't want to screw around back at your place..."
Fujin threw off her glance to the side, a slight smile forming on her red lips.
"You sure you don't want to go back and--"
"RESERVATIONS."
**~~**~~**~~**
"It's Almasy," Seifer repeated to the Maitre d', frustration quickly growing.
"I'm sorry, sir, there's no reservation under 'Almasy.'"
He sighed, "A table for two for Sei-fer Al-ma-sy," he exaggerated each syllable.
"Sorry."
"Seifer L. Almasy."
"Sir, I'm sorry, there's no reservation."
"Look... she called a month ago, and made reservations for today at 7:00 PM! Seifer Almasy!"
Fujin gasped, "Seifer, Seifer, Seifer," she only needed to say his name once to catch his attention. She covered her blushing face with her hands, "Umm... I made the reservations under 'Kazeno.'"
"... You're joking, right?" Seifer mumbled through gritted teeth. Fujin nervously shook her head. Seifer laughed weakly, put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered angrily at her, "As you can see I'm extremely angry, but luckily I'm willing to bottle this up if you give me a helluva lotta oral next time we screw!"
She gave him that innocent look again, the same one from earlier in the car: A glance to the side with a tiny smile. Seifer sighed, "Fine, SOME."
**~~**~~**~~**
"Of all the places in Balamb, why here?" Seifer asked as he looked over the menu, "You can get kicked out of here for tongue."
She glanced off to the side and--
"I swear to God, if you do that one more time..."
Fujin stared at the breadbasket, still exactly the same as when they got there. She reached for one, thought for a second, then pulled her arm back and got close to Seifer. She spoke as quietly as she possibly could, "The service here takes forever... want to go back to your car for awhile?"
He grinned, "Maybe I should say something about our 'precious reservations.'"
"... I didn't put the panties on."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
**~~**~~**~~**
Seifer opened the back car door, directing Fujin into the backseat, "'Milady.'"
Fujin giggled quietly and stepped into the car. Seifer followed, locking the door behind him, at the same time managing to undo his shirt buttons with one hand. He sighed and spread out one arm to welcome her. Smirking, she pulled her legs up to the seat and got on all fours. In a split-second she chose this position to show off her breasts. She seductively crawled over to him, each passing second making him want her more and more.
She gripped onto his jacket, getting close to him. He could feel her breath on his neck.
"Wait," Seifer crawled over to the front seat and started pressing buttons on the radio.
"SEIFER," Fujin crossed her arms, "BACK, NOW."
"Hey," he continued tampering with the radio, "If I took the time to download this song on my slow-ass computer and figured out my goddamned burner you can wait ten seconds so we can screw to it."
He clicked one last button, then got back to the backseat, "Okay, time for some fun, my little impatient hottie."
"HYPOCRITE."
"... I'm going to take that as a compliment," he mumbled as he kissed her.
[ I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that... ]
Fujin pulled herself out of the kiss, "WHITE FLAG?"
"I thought you'd like it," he paused, "You know how long it took me to download this on my goddamn modem?"
She didn't even bother carrying on this conversation. She just answered this question with tongue, even though it was hypothetical. Like they cared.
Seifer held her, pushing her body into his. With one hand he shoved her breasts into his chest, with the other carressed her thighs and behind.
Fujin licked his neck, gentle licks quickly become suction. With his now free hands Seifer took the liberty of sliding her red dress halfway down. He now felt lace against his chest instead of satin.
[ Well, I will go do with this ship
I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no White Flag above my door... ]
Seifer held her thighs, pulling them on top of his lap one at a time. With his hands pressed firmly against her breasts, he pushed Fujin down onto her back.
He rubbed her bosom gently while laying kisses upon her warm, wet lips. Fujin held him close to her, letting his tongue go deeper into her mouth. Her long nails dug into his skin, leaving indents but never drawing blood. Had anyone else did this to Seifer, they'd be dead.
The last kiss of their backseat romance session broke, Fujin smiled and traced her fingers on his bare chest, as he hardened on her crotch, "Did you remember...?" she giggled.
His eyes widened, "Oh shit..."
Fujin's smile disappeared, "You forgot?"
"Dammit..." he cursed under his breath, "Can't-Can't we just do it raw?"
She was mad, whether he was joking or dead serious, "INSANE!?"
"Oh, come on!"
"NO!"
"Fine!" he sighed, "Any other orifices you're okay with!?" she didn't say anything. Seifer groaned, "GODDAMMIT!! I remember the goddamn CD but forget the goddamn protection!?"
Fujin thought for a moment. Since that night at Balamb Garden Fujin had been up for risks, but NEVER one this big. But along with that, she gained a taste for... 'adventure,' you could say.
[ I'm in love, and always will be... ]
"You don't mind lipstick marks, do you?"
**~~**~~**~~**
After cleaning themselves up and finishing their dinner Seifer drove Fujin back to her apartment.
Fujin leaned against her door and smiled, "THANKS."
Seifer put his hands on her shoulders and came near her for the good night kiss of their first date. Strangely, she didn't allow it. Seifer raised one eyebrow, "Isn't this the 'Good-bye Kiss' part of the date?"
"YES... but," she grinned, "I was hoping you could save that until morning."
Seifer instantly became interested, "Aren't you a naughty little girl tonight!"
"I have one and a mix CD," she smiled, "Wanna come in?"
"Into you, gladly!"
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Well, there you have it. Chapter two. Yes, it did suck. Sis just told me what to write about, not how to write it. She wouldn't help me at all. ;_; She said I could do it. ;_; Anyways, I put it up because I really did put a lot of work into it, believe it or not. I wrote this because my *coughannoyingcough* friend begged me to. And if you actually like this fanfiction you're in luck, she'll never let me stop writing it!! ;_;
I don't mind creative critiscism, I even welcome it. NO FLAMES! If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it! And if you notice a grammar or spelling mistake, please don't put it in your review UNLESS I make the same mistake throughout the fanfiction. It's annoying. -_-
I hope you enjoyed!
Buh-bye
MZF