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Safe: Chapter2
Seifer Almasy stepped onto the platform in Balamb and breathed in the fresh, chilly air. Open air was always welcome after a long trip cooped up in a train car. The blonde smiled when a hand clapped onto his shoulder.
"Something I can help you with, chicken wuss?"
"Yeah, you can move your ass so we can get off the damn train." Seifer rubbed his ass up against the shorter blonde and smirked satisfied when the other moaned softly.
"Not here, you horny bastards," Irvine whispered as he stepped around them.
"Look who's talkin', cowboy," Seifer laughed and pinched him as he passed. "Besides, I've had enough of you two. I want the lion more than anything," he groaned and the others agreed. "So let's get my car and get the hell out of here. Back to Garden! What say you, men?" Zell and Irvine punched their fists in the air and shouted their agreement. The few other patrons looked at them curiously before continuing on their way.
Hefting their bags over their shoulders they practically ran to the holding lot.
"Oh-ho," Irvine smiled fondly looking down at their sleeping commander. "Isn't that the cutest?" Zell covered his mouth to keep from laughing too loud and Seifer smirked. Squall was on his back, his smooth, fair face hidden in Shiva's fur and Griever draped heavily across his chest. The trio quietly set their bags aside. Shiva's ear twitched and they froze, hands out, looking like thieves in their own home. Once they were certain the sleepers would not wake they crept over to the bed.
Zell snickered and Seifer shushed him with a finger to his own smirking lips. Irvine held up three fingers and the other two nodded. The cowboy mouthed, one…two…three. With a loud, unanimous cry they pounced on the bed and jolted the sleeping felines from their rest. Shiva jumped to his feet growling defensively and Squall's eyes opened wide as Griever rolled to his feet, two of them pressing painfully into Squall's stomach. Oddly enough this was his idea of protecting his master.
"Ahh, Hyne!" the commander groaned struggling for breath. His lovers laughed hysterically. Squall pushed the black beast off of him and rubbed his abdomen where the retracting claws had slipped out to say hello. "You're damned lucky they didn't beat the shit out of you," he glared specifically at Seifer who was getting more than just a kick out of the Ice Prince's reaction. It wasn't like he jumped out of his skin, for Hyne's sake! After all, no one has ever succeeded in scaring the Lion of Balamb Garden and gotten a reaction other than a death glare. Which Squall was now rewarding all three of his lovers with. But, he did react and that was grounds enough for Seifer to never allow him to live it down.
Squall ran a soothing hand through the raised hackles of hair on Shiva's shoulders and scratched Griever behind the ear until his frightened yellow eyes drooped back into the intelligently clueless look he usually sported. Griever even moved to welcome his long lost friends. He didn't know where they had disappeared to, but now they were back and he was more than happy to have someone else to play with other than Shiva while Squall was…wherever he went everyday. All Griever knew was that his master was gone more than present. But that could be forgiven now that his master's mates had returned to devote all their attention to the panther.
Shiva, on the other hand, refused to be calmed by Squall's loving hand. He continued to stare at the tall blonde in front of him with a chilling predatory look. Seifer, feeling a little uncomfortable by this time, cleared his throat and barked out another laugh.
"Ah, Shiva, come on. It was funny, you have to admit." Before Shiva knew what was happening Seifer had reached out and ruffled his fur making it stick up. The snow leopard blinked and jumped off the bed. "Yeah, go back to your own room, kitty," Seifer laughed, then cursed as the 220 pound 'kitty' made a point of stepping on his foot while making his slow, leisurely way to the door. Seifer picked up one of Squall's balled up socks on the floor and chucked it at the white and black butt scoring a direct hit. Shiva tensed and jumped then scrambled out of the room. Griever trotted along after.
The blondes erupted in laughter again, this time solely at Shiva's expense. Irvine, however, placed a gentle hand over Squall's stomach and leaned down to capture the plush lips past which soft pants of breath escaped. Squall laced his fingers in the long brown hair of his gentlest lover and moaned as Irvine's tongue slid into his parted mouth. That single hum of pleasure was enough to send hot blood to the others' groins and silence their laughter. Squall smiled against Irvine's soft lips, knowing they were watching and longing. Served them right for startling his pets and waking the Lion.
Squall pulled at Irvine's shirt and they broke their kiss only long enough to slip the restricting fabrics from both their bodies. Thin, callused hands began roaming and caressing firm muscles, easing and coaxing soft sounds of pleasure form the eager lovers. Irvine began undoing Squall's belts and pulling down the leather pants that drove his lovers wild.
"Oh, hell no," Seifer growled quickly shedding his clothes. "I've waited five weeks for this. You don't get to take him alone, cowboy." Zell apparently agreed as he was quick to follow in nudity. Together the blondes remedied the problem of the brunettes' remaining clothing and hungrily the three descended upon the Lion. Soft lips and warm tongues slid, nibbled, and sucked over his chest, stomach, neck. Wherever the three mouths were not, six hands roamed, rubbed, and kneaded his tense muscled flesh until he felt his body relinquish to boneless mush.
Different sensation in too many different places almost pained him as much as pleasured and he moaned pitifully, gasping for breath. His chest hurt from Griever's weight so long pressed against his aching ribs, constricting his breathing while he slept. It had been fine at the time, but now the heavier his breathing grew the more painful it was to breathe. And his lovers were indeed doing things that made the ability to draw air critical to his sanity. Finally he couldn't bear the pain in his lungs any more.
"Please," he groaned. "Stop. I can't breathe." Irvine immediately withdrew from his neck and looked at him in concern. Seifer simply chuckled as he nipped a tender nipple drawing a hiss from the brunette. When Squall's brow furrowed in a sharp pain Zell ceased and sat back, glancing nervously at Irvine. Squall groaned again.
"This is what you get for sleeping under a two hundred pound panther," Seifer said looking into Squall's pained, stormy eyes. "Very well," he sighed. "You've got five minutes to catch your breath and stretch the cramping muscles. Cast a cure if you need. But it you're not ready at the end of exactly five minutes, Hyne as my witness, I will not be responsible for my actions." Squall laughed and closed his eyes breathing deeply to persuade his protesting lungs into taking more air. He'd been waiting five weeks without any sex at all. The three had each other that whole time. He was not going to let anything stand in the way of what he so desperately needed. With a few experienced stretches without leaving his prone position he managed to release the cramped, tight flesh, and arouse his watching lovers further.
Squall smirked at the sight of three full erections. He knew they wanted him, needed him. And that only made the moment all the more sweeter. He could almost see their flesh pulsing with reddened hunger. The lust in their eyes surrounded with their love watched his every move. The watching made his hot blood pool thickly in his own groin and he groaned, his hand moving down to help ease the tension.
But his hand was caught roughly and before he could blink he was turned onto his stomach, a heavy body sprawled against him.
"Time's up," Seifer said huskily into his ear.
Author's Note: I'm terrible for ending it here. BUT I want this scene to be perfect…I also don't want it to get kicked off of So, this is going to take some thought. Hopefully you all won't disown me. Please review. Also, feel free to give suggestions. They are most welcome.