Author's Notes: Another pathetically short chapter. But beware, it is very
cliff-hangery. So.... I'd like to point out that this chapter is going to up
the rating from now on... Does that encourage you to read? GREAT!
InSaNe KeYbLaDeR: I thought I made it very clear that neither of them HAD to die. Doesn't mean they won't.
silver-nex: Thanks for the comment. I did my best to put an ENTIRE chapter in Squall's thoughts. Came up with a very interesting effect didn't I?
Chapter 11: Dark Eon
Gilgamesh led us through the dark obsidian halls. The darkness moved around us, caused by flickering torches of platinum and the runes of the same metal all around us. This was as beautiful as the gold and marble we'd left, but the dark nature tormented me. My love seemed happy to be here, thoughts of our gruesome fate gone from his mind. Gladly he chatted with both Gilgamesh and Diablos, who were acting as out guides. A large dark ebony door was now before our path. With a wave of his hand, Diablos sent a light blast of his power at the doors, opening them.
"Wow!" Seifer declared, "What a bedroom!"
True, it was fabulous! I had never seen such a large bed. No doubt Seifer would make use of it. That wasn't all of it. Where the home of Eden and Alexander was all marble flooring, the dark stone was covered with lush furs. Here there is room enough to duel, while back at the last stop there is room enough to fool around. My hand is pulled on, Seifer is pulling me in.
"Here you may stay as our guests for two days. You must train for the next island might be your last," Gilgamesh declared before leaving.
Next thing I knew, Seifer had me pinned to the large bed's silky sheets, so I had to ask, "Are you sure you want this?"
He nodded in reply, burying his face in the space between my shoulder and neck, kissing me gently. There is biting of my flesh. Seifer sucks gently on the tender skin, a sure sign that blood has accidentally been spilled. Whimpering, I run my fingers through his hair. What could I say to him when he takes such arousing liberties? Warm hands slip under my now un- tucked shirt. I've always thought he was cruel in the way he kissed me and touched me when we were together. Pleasure and need would flow through me while he kissed and caressed. A moan escaped my lips as he attacked the weak point behind my ear.
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Squall is a screamer.... Well... In a Squall sense. For him screams are his load moans out of pleasure. Swiftly I run my tongue over his pale lips, welcoming the invitation the gives me by parting lips and teeth. It is the work of a moment to lift my lion up and place him in the center of the bed, the kiss never breaking. While my tongue explores the moist cavern of Squall's mouth, my hands are working off clothing. For a few seconds our tongues battle, one fight Squall never wins. When at least it is broken, my always calm Squall frantically pushes my trench coat away and pulls my shirt off. He pulls me down onto him, closer than we've been so far. If that isn't a green light, nothing is.
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Instantly he set about the task of teasing me. Tentatively he licks at a nipple, tongue circling before biting and nipping. Soon he's sucking away at the taunt skin. All the time Seifer is pawing at my crotch, and the hardening length beneath the leather. Slowly he kissed his way over to the other nipple. A strong hand starts to remove my numerous belts. We are both so very eager... One, Two, Three, Four, Five belts are discarded while he nibbles on my skin.
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While he squirms, I pull his pants off, those silky blue boxers included. Squall takes in a shuddering breath as I kiss the tip of his hard length He growls as I pull away and shed the remainder of own clothing. Nothing can ruin this moment as I grab the lube from the bag I'd dropped earlier There is nothing I want more now than this lion mewling in pleasure below me. Then there is a knock at the door. I groan as Squall pushes me off him, grabs an ebony robe from by the bed and walks to the door.
"... ..." Squall says nothing as he looks at the gray haired man that was at the now opened door.
"Masters Gilgamesh and Diablos request your presence Mister Leonheart," the elder man said.
"Fine..." Squall mumbles, looking angry. At the direction of the elder man, Squall walks off down the hall. Now the man is walking to me. For a reason I do not understand, I grab a robe to hide my naked state.
"Seifer Almasy," he asks, green eyes sparkling as they met mine.
"That is the name," I replied, "Don't forget it."
"How could I? I've thought of you every day since you were born," the man said, "I can't believe you're here my son."
InSaNe KeYbLaDeR: I thought I made it very clear that neither of them HAD to die. Doesn't mean they won't.
silver-nex: Thanks for the comment. I did my best to put an ENTIRE chapter in Squall's thoughts. Came up with a very interesting effect didn't I?
Chapter 11: Dark Eon
Gilgamesh led us through the dark obsidian halls. The darkness moved around us, caused by flickering torches of platinum and the runes of the same metal all around us. This was as beautiful as the gold and marble we'd left, but the dark nature tormented me. My love seemed happy to be here, thoughts of our gruesome fate gone from his mind. Gladly he chatted with both Gilgamesh and Diablos, who were acting as out guides. A large dark ebony door was now before our path. With a wave of his hand, Diablos sent a light blast of his power at the doors, opening them.
"Wow!" Seifer declared, "What a bedroom!"
True, it was fabulous! I had never seen such a large bed. No doubt Seifer would make use of it. That wasn't all of it. Where the home of Eden and Alexander was all marble flooring, the dark stone was covered with lush furs. Here there is room enough to duel, while back at the last stop there is room enough to fool around. My hand is pulled on, Seifer is pulling me in.
"Here you may stay as our guests for two days. You must train for the next island might be your last," Gilgamesh declared before leaving.
Next thing I knew, Seifer had me pinned to the large bed's silky sheets, so I had to ask, "Are you sure you want this?"
He nodded in reply, burying his face in the space between my shoulder and neck, kissing me gently. There is biting of my flesh. Seifer sucks gently on the tender skin, a sure sign that blood has accidentally been spilled. Whimpering, I run my fingers through his hair. What could I say to him when he takes such arousing liberties? Warm hands slip under my now un- tucked shirt. I've always thought he was cruel in the way he kissed me and touched me when we were together. Pleasure and need would flow through me while he kissed and caressed. A moan escaped my lips as he attacked the weak point behind my ear.
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Squall is a screamer.... Well... In a Squall sense. For him screams are his load moans out of pleasure. Swiftly I run my tongue over his pale lips, welcoming the invitation the gives me by parting lips and teeth. It is the work of a moment to lift my lion up and place him in the center of the bed, the kiss never breaking. While my tongue explores the moist cavern of Squall's mouth, my hands are working off clothing. For a few seconds our tongues battle, one fight Squall never wins. When at least it is broken, my always calm Squall frantically pushes my trench coat away and pulls my shirt off. He pulls me down onto him, closer than we've been so far. If that isn't a green light, nothing is.
{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}
Instantly he set about the task of teasing me. Tentatively he licks at a nipple, tongue circling before biting and nipping. Soon he's sucking away at the taunt skin. All the time Seifer is pawing at my crotch, and the hardening length beneath the leather. Slowly he kissed his way over to the other nipple. A strong hand starts to remove my numerous belts. We are both so very eager... One, Two, Three, Four, Five belts are discarded while he nibbles on my skin.
{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}
While he squirms, I pull his pants off, those silky blue boxers included. Squall takes in a shuddering breath as I kiss the tip of his hard length He growls as I pull away and shed the remainder of own clothing. Nothing can ruin this moment as I grab the lube from the bag I'd dropped earlier There is nothing I want more now than this lion mewling in pleasure below me. Then there is a knock at the door. I groan as Squall pushes me off him, grabs an ebony robe from by the bed and walks to the door.
"... ..." Squall says nothing as he looks at the gray haired man that was at the now opened door.
"Masters Gilgamesh and Diablos request your presence Mister Leonheart," the elder man said.
"Fine..." Squall mumbles, looking angry. At the direction of the elder man, Squall walks off down the hall. Now the man is walking to me. For a reason I do not understand, I grab a robe to hide my naked state.
"Seifer Almasy," he asks, green eyes sparkling as they met mine.
"That is the name," I replied, "Don't forget it."
"How could I? I've thought of you every day since you were born," the man said, "I can't believe you're here my son."