(5)

Of Shame and Redemption

Denzel looked around the slightly crowded club.

"What's wrong? Are you waiting for someone?" Squall sat by him on one of the tables by the door.

Denzel's head snapped as the door opened and an annoyed blonde walked in.

"Squall." Denzel stood immediately, blocking the young brunet's view of Seifer.

Squall frowned, "You are acting weird, Dens."

"Umm…yeah…umm…how about you…hehehe…go to your room. You look tired; maybe you should rest for a while. Comon, go go." Denzel practically pushed Squall up the stairs.

The brunet frowned at Denzel but complied with his friend's order since the man who usually paid for the night, Caine Bradford, wasn't due till another few hours.

Denzel then turned and walked to the blonde, who had stood stupefied by the door.

"Hey Angel…welcome to the land of the devils...Aka...hell."

Seifer turned to Denzel, "I don't understand…"

Denzel shrugged, "That's why Squall didn't want you to know…we really aren't the most innocent of guys."

"Where is Squall?" Seifer looked around the place. It did look like an expensive club, just like the place was called, but the fact that Squall worked here, actually sold his body, bothered the hell out of the usually callous blonde.

"He's in his room upstairs, but you need to pay for a few hours if you wanna go up there."

Seifer frowned, "Squall is receiving…playmates…tonight?"

"Yeah, why?" Denzel shrugged.

"He's…hurt dammit…it would be too"

"No one around here cares…oh look, here comes my lover. Excuse me; I'm sure you'll do just fine. The cashier is over there."

Denzel waved and with a reassuring smile left. The blonde glared at everything that met his eye, his glare still fixed in place as he walked up the stairs to the brunet's room, and it was still there as he opened the door, met by a teary-eyed, vulnerable Squall.

Squall gasped and jumped off the table he was sitting on, "Wha"

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing." Seifer shut the door behind him.

The room was cast in shadows again. "Do you like sitting in the dark? I can barely see a thing."

Seifer walked over to where Squall was standing, looking like he was going to get a heart attack at any moment.

The brunet kept shaking his head, as if doing that would turn back time and the blonde being there would never happen. Seifer reached for the brunet, but Squall backed up, "No please…how come you're here! Denzel told you, right!" the tears seemed to fall on their own now, "Please…why!" Seifer frowned, "Why are you crying…don't you want me?"

"Want you…"Squall gave a teary chuckle, "That's an understatement."

Seifer smiled, "Then why are you in denial?"

"I…never wanted you to know…you hate me now, right? I'm nothing but a dirty"

"I don't hate you…" Seifer shrugged and this time Squall didn't move out of his reach as he pulled the boy into his arms.

Squall let the blonde hold him as though t could always be like that and his life wasn't just an empty void of pain.

Seifer sat Squall on the bed, "So, why are you…you know…why do you"

"Let people screw me...heh. I need a place to stay and money to pay for my mother's medication. She has cancer…"

Squall looked out the window, the moon was still full and bright, a source of light in the dark room. Seifer nodded and decided not to pursue the topic, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Squall chuckled, "You're smart...you can figure it out."

Seifer nodded, apparently Squall was ashamed. Seifer pulled off his jacket and pushed Squall down, "You need rest."

Squall closed his eyes as Seifer held him close, lying on his side.

"That's why I kept telling you I'm not a child." Squall whispered.

Seifer sighed, "Looks like my life isn't the only complicated one, huh?"

Squall chuckled slightly and cuddled closer to Seifer's warmth. The brunet pressed a warm kiss to Seifer's throat, making the older man shiver slightly.

"I don't want to sleep." Squall announced, pulling out of Seifer's arms, "Make love to me."

The blonde's emerald eyes widened, "You're still tender, I can't."

"I don't care." Squall straddled Seifer's hips and bent to press their lips together.

Seifer sighed as Squall molded their lips and his tongue moved into Seifer's mouth, exploring the sweet interior, which tasted faintly of cigarettes.

"You know, you should stop smoking." Squall traced kisses down the other's throat and unbuttoned Seifer's shirt.

The blonde smirked and turned around, pressing the brunet into the mattress, "and you need to listen to your elders, you wanna know why?"

Seifer's hands caressed Squall's taught abdomen as he took the brunet's soft lips in a deep, intimate kiss, "Because something like this could happen."

Squall moaned as Seifer nibbled on his earlobe and blew hot air into his ear. Seifer pulled off Squall's shirt and trailed kisses down the boy's torso, stopping to tease his nipples and then moving on.

Squall moaned again and his back arched in pleasure as Seifer nibbled on his bellybutton.

Jade eyes were clouded with passion as Seifer pulled off Squall's shorts. The brunet gasped when Seifer grazed his inner thighs, grasping his hips to keep him from moving too much.

"Seifer…Please."

The blonde grinned as he continued to pleasure and tease the brunet, driving him to the brink.

"Angel!" Squall cried when Seifer finally took him into his mouth.

The brunet clutched the sheets tightly as wave after wave of pleasure wracked his body. Seifer sucked mildly at first, taking his time and watching as the brunet writhed beneath him, begging for release, but soon Squall's moans brought out the devil in him and he gave brunet what he had been asking for.

Squall collapsed against the warm sheets, a small sigh escaping from his parted lips.

"You suck." Seifer groaned. Squall sat up, looking mildly hurt, "Really?"

Seifer lay back on the mattress shaking his head, sheen of perspiration covering his forehead, "Suck…Squall…"

The brunet's eyes shone with understanding as he climbed over Seifer and licked the other's lips, "Really? Can I?"

Seifer inwardly groaned trying to contain his passion as the little wolf sucked on his neck, leaving a bright red mark. 'I never let anyone leave their marks on me…Why am I letting him?'

Seifer fought for control when Squall traveled lower, his hands caressing Seifer's strong body with soft, delicate fingers. "You are so strong yet so gentle." Squall whispered against Seifer's ear, making the older man shiver and whisper his name in need.

"You are so not patient…" Squall chuckled and pressed a kiss to Seifer's throbbing groin, grinning when the blonde finally groaned.

He sucked on Seifer's inner thigh, making the blonde buck his hips and leaving another mark for remembrance.

Squall ran his tongue along Seifer's length and then blew cold air onto it. Seifer groaned, his fingers sinking into Squall's soft hair as he implored the brunet without words to give him release.

Squall finally took mercy on his golden-haired lover and took him into his mouth, groaning as he sucked hard. Seifer came with low groan and with a final touch Squall sat up and smiled cutely.

Seifer sat up and cupped Squall's chin, pulling him closer for a searing kiss. The brunet collapsed against the blonde's chest, a sated smile on his lips.

Seifer lay back on the mattress, lost in thought as he held Squall over him, the brunet's deep, even breathing indicating he was either sleeping or was on the brink of it.

'What the hell have I done! I just slept with a child! Since when do I lose control anyway…I'm such a fool…it's all Denzel's fault!'

Seifer smiled, feeling better now that he had someone to blame….and his object of blame came barging in.

"You!" Seifer cried, sitting up and unsettling Squall in the process.

Denzel frowned, smiled, the sent a nervous glance outside, "Squall's…lover…What the hell is the guys' name again? Oh yeah Caine, he's here…and your time is almost up! Are you going to let him sleep with Squall! Comon! Where is your sense of jealousy?"

Seifer frowned as Squall tensed, "Caine's here?" all sleep disappeared from his grey eyes and he turned to Seifer, "He mustn't see you…he"

"Don't listen to him…Seifer…you could spend the rest of the night."

Seifer felt like his head was spinning, "What the hell…slow down…"

"Listen Angel, just gimme a few hundred bucks, I'll tell them you are keeping Squall for the rest of the night, okay?"

"In my back pocket." Seifer pointed to his expensive pants which were strewn on the table by the bed.

Denzel nodded and walked in, pulling $500, "Great, I'll explain everything later."

Squall looked worried as Denzel walked out of the room, "Caine…is the guy I sleep with almost ever night…I rarely accept other customers…heh…he would kill me if he found out. He did once and it was an experience I don't want to go through again. He pays plenty so the manager doesn't care."

Seifer frowned, "That bastard"

"Please don't be mad…I'm tired…can we…go to sleep?"

Seifer sighed and held the brunet closer, "It's ok. I'm here now. You can relax."

"I've never felt so safe before…you really mustn't." Squall smiled sadly, but he pressed closer and closed his eyes, Seifer's warmth lulling him to sleep.