Chapter 5: part 2

Squall walked back to the garden alone. He didn't know if Ifrit had rejunctioned or not. Right now he didn't care. He was still angry at him, he never asked to get close to Ifrit, just like he never asked to get close to Rinoa. Now the thing that he least wanted was happening to him, and reflexively he pushed it away.

Damn reflexes.

The sunrise reflected in the sea around FH's harbors, coloring it the same blend of golden, orange and red as the sky. This town was peaceful, no fighting, no conflicts, Squall actually liked this place. (Maybe I could live here?) He thought about it for a minute, but on second thought (Nah, it'd be too boring... but it would be peaceful.) They had taken Martine in, he seemed to be better, why not him? He could live here...

But as he looked up to the Garden still ported in the edge of town, he realized that he had responsibilities now, there was no way could even consider it. It was making him mad again, this is why he didn't think about these things.

After a short crossing of the extended bridge, Squall went threw the side door of the Garden and headed strait to his dormitory on the first floor. With out another word he face flat into his bed and headed off to sleep.

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Or so he thought he would, he never actually fell completely asleep, something in the back of his mind was holding him back... He knew exactly what it was. (Irift?…) He heard no answer, (Irift?…) Maybe he wasn't there, maybe he was asleep?

He honestly didn't want to wake him up if he was. 'Yes?' the sudden unexpected voice made him jump a little. Ifrit summoned himself, sitting on the edge of Squall's bed.

Squall sighed, he really couldn't take the guilt "Ifrit, I'm sorry, I-"

Ifrit cut his words off, giving him a soft kiss telling him there was no reason to be sorry. He wasn't mad "I apologize, I said-"

Squall pressed his lips to Ifrit's, cutting him off in tern. This time no one tried to speak or apologize, Squall only pulled Ifrit closer, still feeling retentive toward Ifrit

"Really, I am sorry." Squall whispered, face to face with the flame GF, staring up at him with eyes that just couldn't seem to look at Ifrit's directly.

"Humans." Ifrit shook his head "There's no reason to be apologize to me, but if you really want to, don't say it, show me." Ifrit wasn't the talking type, he was a large advocate of taking action.

Ifrit climbed on top of him, his hands planted on Squall's shoulders, pushing him down on to the bed as he closed the small gap between them with another kiss. Squall's arm wrapped around and held the large body as best he could, trying to pull him as close as possible and the small, comforting warmth that always surrounded him. He could feel Ifrit's long erection growing, pressing between Squall's legs, rubbing against the boy's cock. It had to be twice as long as Squall's and almost two times as big. And Ifrit never was the type to waste time on 4 play, maybe it was the inhuman lido.

Ifrit's hand shifted down to Squall's side with a familiar gleam in his eyes, Squall was expectant when Ifrit rolling over and took Squall with him so that was on top. Squall opened his eyes again, looking in to the deep yellow ones, holding on to the warm body below him in a child like manner. Ifrit pulled Squall down so that he was on his knees between his drawn up legs, pulling Squall closer with a light tug on his waist so that Squall's cock was pressing against his entrance.

Squall got the clear impression that to some degree, Ifrit wanted it to hurt.

"Are you sure about this?" Squall asked as he held on to Ifrit's side, pausing to make sure.

"Yes." Ifrit nodded.

With out farther hesitation Squall pushed himself inside with a light shift of his weight, bringing most of his body weight to lean on the GF. A low growl emitted from Ifrit, but it wasn't enough for him, he wanted more... "Harder." Ifrit reached to Squall's waist again and forced him in deeper and harder.

Squall complied going faster and as hard as he could mange, it was rough but it felt so much better, Squall was already starting to breath harder from trying to contain himself. Lifting one hand from where they were set on Ifrit's torso, he reached up and wrapped his fingers around the GF's cock. Stroking up and down the large erection, timing it with his thrust.

Squall burred him self in to Ifrit and came harder than he ever had, and notably quicker. Sure this was his first time actually being on top with Ifrit, but he didn't expect himself to lose stamina this quickly. In-between tensed straining he heard a growl from Ifrit and a few seconds later, spurts of liquid hit chin and drenched his hand, apparently the same applied for Ifrit who was too embarrassed to admit how much Squall being...

Squall pulled out, resting on Ifrit's torso. But the sound of Ifrit's panting and the large hand running through his hair kept him going, spilling more cum on to the sheets. After a few minutes, Ifrit reached down and wiped the cum from his chin.

Squall buried his face into Ifrit's chest, letting out a small groan. "You know we can't stay like this…" Squall didn't want to move, he wanted to stay like that for the rest of the night but he knew he couldn't.

Squall slowly lifted off of Ifrit, landing on his back beside of him in the small bed, Ifrit disappeared soon after, returning to where ever he went. Squall would have to ask him about that some day.

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"Why?"

"I always wanted to know." Zell laid in his bed, just getting back from the concert that had happened about 6 hours ago. After everyone left he and Carbuncle stayed after and played around with some of the instrument, Zell had known how to play most of them, Carbuncle was just messing around with them. It was really cute to see him trying to hold a drumstick with his paws, and his mouth. After a while Carbuncle finally gave up and started practicing with his shields. Zell didn't bother to take off his clothes, he just laid there with his eyes closed, talking to Carbuncle. "So, tell me."

The most that could be said about both of them was they were honestly alike, that's probably why they were so compatible. Both were a little loud, very brash, quick to anger. "Well it's like being inside your head." Carbuncle said, laying curled into a ball on Zell's stomach.

"Wow, Can you see what I think or something like that?"

"Some times…"

"What do you mean sometimes?" Zell grumbled.

"Well like if you don't want me to I can't, It'd be like looking into a big black wall."

Zell wondered what that must have looked like. "Hmm…wow."

Carbuncle nodded. "Yup."

Zell yawned and opened his eyes with a light upward stretch of his arms, watching the stray rays of sunrise through the windows tenting the be as well as both of them in a golden light. "How old are you?"

Carbuncle's eyes turned to the ceiling with thought. "Old…" A light pause and held sounds "-er"

Older? Older then what? Surely Carbuncle couldn't have meant him "You look like a baby, what are you like 3?"

Carbuncle narrowed his eyes in disbelief, then bolted on to his feet and jumped on to Zell's chest, staring at him eye to eye "3! Are you serious?"

"Well…" Zell looked away for a moment, thinking... "5?"

"5!" Carbuncle growled loudly. "I'm at lest a hundred times that!"

Zell sat up, making Carbuncle slid embarrassingly into his lap despite his best effort to grab on to his shirt. "Your 500?"

Carbuncle tilted his head upward proudly "548." he said in a matter of factly tone.

Interesting, really interesting. Zell looked down at him wonderingly, a child like curiosity gleaming in his expression "You have to know a lot of stuff, what happened back then?"

"Hmm… Well every story's a long one, even the short version is kind of long."

It only made Zell want to know more. "Well you don't have to tell it all right now, spread it out."

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