Chapter 3- The First Night
Squall finally returned to his room around 9:00, tired and ready to fall face down in the bed. But that would have to wait, at least until he got his clothes off. He sat down on the bed and slowly took off his pants, then stripping himself of his jacket, until his was wearing nothing more than a pair of boxers and a white shirt."..." With a relieved sigh Squall let his clothing scatter around the ground figuring he'd pick them up in the morning, instead he laid down and closed his eyes, waiting for sleep to come.
Unfortunately it didn't come as easily as he planed. Though he was tired, he just couldn't seem fall asleep. He waited like that, for at lest an hour or so it seemed to him, his sense of time seemed to be going... Finally he gave up, maybe he wasn't really tired, or maybe it was something else preventing him from sleeping...like the junction he still had for instance.
(Ifrit?)
Ifrit was there as he expected, ready and alert, or at lest more so then him.'Yes?'
He had a few questions in his mind…
(Did I wake you?)
'No'
He started to wonder if GFs went to sleep when they were still junctioned. And Ifrit was able to pick up this like he was most other things Squall had been thinking since they first junctioned. I...can't sleep when I'm junctioned, a junction keeps my mind alert.' Maybe it went both ways...
(What is it like being junctioned?)
'Do you really want to know?' Most humans became...uneasy about farther junctions when they realized how it worked.
Squall wasn't one of those types of people, he was genuinely interested in the way this junction thing was possible. (Sure.)
'It's like being inside your mind... Technically it was being inside his mind.
Interesting. (You mean...you can see everything that's going on inside me head?) Squall inquired? He opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling, watching the small outlines along the wall caused by the moon like shining through his blinds.
Ifrit thought about it, a small skepticism in his voice when he spoke "No not all the time... not things you don't want me to." Most things in Squall's head that he didn't want Ifrit to see were things no one knew about him, things he didn't want them to know anyway.
(… What's it like when I don't want you too)
Ifrit knew this feeling well, it was the same one he got from all the other humans he had junctioned with. 'Dark…Cold...'
(Hmm…)Squall thought about it for a minute, trying to figure out what was keeping his guard up…He didn't know how to open his mind… like that. (Cold?...Aren't you weak against cold?)
Ifrit snorted in annoyment, though it wasn't clear either at the question or the answer. Yes.' Ifrit was weak in cold atmospheres.
(Then...Are you alright?)
Tch, I'm fine.' Ifrit told him.
But since junctions went both ways, and Ifrit could probe around his head, he also had some leeway into Ifrit's. Though it wasn't nearly as much, it was something and it made him feel connected to Ifrit when he used it...(No your not.) Squall pointed out.
'I'm fine.' Ifrit repeated, strong as ever.
In some ways he wanted Ifrit to be able to be free in his head, but in some ways he didn't. But to condemn someone to cold and darkness, especially someone who was trying to help you, was it worth keeping the memories he held, the true feelings he had, the things inside of him to himself? (Hmm...) Who was he going to tell any way?
'Squall?' The darkness suddenly cleared and things warmed up for Ifrit…
(You seem to be the only person I feel like I want to talk to.) It was odd, maybe the junction that gave him the feeling as a deep connection, but still.
..'
(Ifrit? Can you… come here with out being summoned?)
'...Yes.'
A faded figure of Ifrit slowly came in to focus next to Squall's bed, drifting out of the sub-dimension he resided in and appearing in front of him... Squall watched with slight disbelief for a few moments, he had expected fire...lots of fire, but this with quiet and subtitle. 'Whoa...' He pulled the covers off of him and pulled his legs over the side of the bed, forcing himself to sit up.
Not entirely sure he wasn't dreaming, Squall slowly reach out his hand questioningly "Is this...real? Are you real?"...his hand move gradually over to an awaiting Ifrit. The GF sensed his dismay, so he lifted his arm from his side and took Squall's hand, his body was a pleasant warmth that seemed soothing, he was always warm... Squall seemed unable to pull his and back, until Ifrit shifted slightly and he finally forced himself to do so, he liked that warmth.
Ifrit sat down on the bed next to him, looking around the room with his own eyes, wondering...
Squall slowly placed his head on Ifrit's shoulder, already knew why he felt alright doing this, it was the feeling of condescending warmth that drew him in. Maybe it was the Junction that allowed him to know it was alright, Ifrit confidently placed his arm around Squall's shoulder.
"Feel better?" Ifrit asked, seemingly knowing why Squall couldn't sleep when he didn't. Right now, he didn't't want to go to sleep anymore, or maybe he did, this heat was so soothing...He felt almost child like doing this... Squall felt a kiss on the top of his head, really making him feel child like.
Squall looked up questioningly at the GF, who only gave a small grin as a reply.
That's when he realized that heat he felt wasn't all coming from Ifrit. Squall looked down, and found heat swelling in his lower body from rushing blood, he was becoming hard, very. ?'
A small blush came over his face as he looked back up at Ifrit, who slowly kissed him. Squall was nervous at first but it quickly wore off when he felt Ifrit's second arm wrap around him, he had to say that he saw this coming long before he asked Ifrit to come out, maybe both of them did... Squall slowly leaned back down to the bed feeling the warm body of Ifrit climb above him.
Damn hormones.
Squall's tongue slipped past the fangs, roaming around Ifrit's mouth curiously, it felt different then a human mouth. Though somethings were definitely better, like the fangs themselves, and the interaction between Ifrit's larger tongue and his own. He felt Ifrit's growing erection pressing in between his legs, it made him even harder... Ifrit pulled away from the kiss, lowering his head to Squall's neck with a deep breath. Both of his hands held Squall down by his chest, his claws digging skillfully into the fabric of his shirt stopping just short of his skin and ripping away the think clothing. Squall's breath was caught in his lungs, moaning lightly as Ifrit trailed his tongue down his collar bone, across his abdomen, leaving a trail of hot kisses down to his chest.
Ifrit held on to Squall's waist with one hand and wrapped the other arm around his back. Continuing to savor the salty flesh, filled with heat and with held warmth. Ifrit loved that warmth, that heat that made the skin taste different, that heat that felt good to hold, he wanted the body to be even hotter...
Ifrit's hand slid down Squall's stomach, his fingers tugging at the waist band of Squall's boxers and slipping inside, rubbing in between his legs, tracing along his cock. Squall noticed that Ifrit seemed to have some experience with this, it was interesting how a GF so strong could be so gentle. The long clawed finger softly and carefully rubbed the head of Squalls member, making the boy squirm a little.
Ifrit stopped there. "Sure about this?"
"…" Damn hormones... "I think so…"Squall nodded.
Ifrit gave a small agreeable response, pausing for a few seconds just to make sure he himself was ready before he pulled down Squall's boxers, slowly lowering them instead of ripping the fabric . He immediately took the revealed erection into his hands, softly rubbed the head with his thumb as he crawled downward until his body lay between Squall's legs. Ifrit smirked again, either out of some satisfaction about what he was about to do or something other wise. Squall didn't have time to thinking about it or ask the nature of the gesture, when he tried to ask the only thing that came out was an incoherent moan when Ifrit took him into his mouth and gently began to suck it.
Squall squirmed a little before he could force himself to relax, his hands trailed downward until they were imbedded in Ifrit's fiery red hair and grabbing on to the long horns that extended down his voice. Ifrit gently held on to Squall's waist with one hand again, the other softly roaming along the boy's body, careful of his claws.
Squall let go of Ifrit's horns and held the side of the bed tightly instead. "If...Ifrit..." He let out a soft groan, feeling Ifrit's tongue swirl around his erection. Squall squirmed more, lifting his head off of his pillow just enough to watch the GF with half lidded eyes. Ifrit paused to look up at Squall with his golden eyes, locking with Squall's...'Ifrit?...?' Then he downcast his eyes quickly and started to suck harder.
Squall clenched his fist, wanting to inquire the reason behind that last action but unable to seem to say anything understandable at the moment, every muscle in his body tensing and tightening. Ifrit felt Squall's cock twitch inside his mouth causing him to instinctively pull way , "Ifrit!" small tears formed in the edges of his eyes and his breathing became a lot heavy as he came, spilling cum over the white sheets of his bed.
Heart pounding and panting hard, Squall's head fell back down to the pillow and tilted to the side, catching the view of a strand of moonlight shining through closed blinds outside his window before his eyes shifted back to Ifrit above him. Shrouded in light darkness illuminated by the same moonlight.
A completely un-Squall like yelp escaped from the surprised boy when he felt rough hands pulling him close as Ifrit rolled over abruptly, leaving him laying on the broad expanses of Ifrit's chest and surrounded by the warmth of his arms wrapped around him. Squall laid with still evident but quickly fading surprise in the warmth, feeling Ifrit's dripping erection between his legs. Ifrit reached in-between them and scooped some of Squall's cum that had seeped on to his stomach, then spreading it on the head of his own member.
"Ready?"
Ready? He'd been ready since he turned 14...damn hormones. "Yes."
Ifrit didn't hesitate before making an action as he'd done before, using his hand to guide the awaiting erection until it pressed anticipating against Squall's entrance, then with one small shift of his hips it pushed inside of the boy. Squall winced at the pain that came with something that large but quickly got over it, noting that it was slick, dripping with pre-cum and traces of his own orgasm. It felt... good, better than he expected.
Ifrit held on to Squall's thighs with both hands, holding him steady as he shifted his waist down was and pulled out, thrusting in again farther, Squall sighed audibly, little feeling the GF's toned stomach pressing, rubbing against his newly growing erection.
Squall wrapped his arms around Ifrit, his mouth falling open a little and his eyes closing. He was finally able to let go at that moment, every feeling inside that made him shut himself out from others, that made him shut others out… everything. Even though this made him feel even more child like then he had been feeling before, way more then he would usually allow himself to becoming, he didn't care, as long as he could continue to fell this warmth.
Ifrit thrust in as far as his member could go, which was halfway since he was dealing with a human. He expected to Squall to react with some type of out cry, which was way he was hesitant about moving too fast as he would one of his normal mates, humans were still after all humans. But instead he felt Squall biting down on his chest, moaning loudly into him and for the second time came, this time much more quickly then before. His body relaxed and he fell limb on Ifrit's chest, spurting his seed on to Ifrit's bronze torso until it messily covered the two of their bodies and rolled down in small streams to the bed at Ifrit's sides.
Ifrit's arms slid downward to the boy's waste, holding him tighter "Squall..." He moaned at the sudden tightness that came when Squall's body constricted around him, doubling the warmth of the muscles into the heat that Ifrit craved so much from a mate. "Uhhaaa..." Ifrit buried his head into Squall's neck again, lining the soft skin with small licks and bites as he drove his cock in harder and faster, drawing another pant stricken moan from Squall and another shot of the boy's seed from the softened member.
The boy placed both of his hands on Ifrit's chest, his body arched up off Ifrit's, squirming and groaning. Ifrit pulled out, save for the head of the large cock still in side, pressing upward just past Squall's entrance.
"Uhaa...!" Ifrit pushed himself all the way in again, causing Squall to constrict around him, intensify the heat and tightness. He barely stopped himself from digging his claws in to Squall's back as he finally came, a rush of much thicker cum over flowed out of the warm body, streaming down Ifrit's reseeding erection and out on to the bed.
After another moment the cock had softened and returned to it's sheath, allowing Squall's body to fall on to Ifrit. Feeling the rise and fall of the muscular chest, hearing him pant to catch his breath. Ifrit lifted head from Squall's neck and kissed him on the top of his head causing more child like feelings to ensue after words again, having Ifrit holding him. "Ifrit..."
Squall drifted to sleep soon after.
But Ifrit didn't, only staying awake to think and figure some things... "Squall..." Ifrit's hand drifted up the boy's back, softy burying it self into his hair... 'Hormonal human...a young one too...hmm. I kind of like him.'
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Do you guys know how long it takes to copy down all the script from a game? A long time, A very long time.
