Chapter 5

AN: Yo, dudes and dudettes. Wow… five chapters… I'm kinda speechless cos I've never actually written something separated into specific chapters so this is a first. Anyways, the lemon will probably be within the next couple chapters (not this one) so there is something to keep reading for ^^. Enjoy, endure, gravy boats and all that jazz.

Selphie knew there was something up with her brother (the swearing and snapping had been a dead giveaway), and she was going to make it her business to find out what. She didn't particularly care that she was being nosy. She called it natural curiosity. That was why she was silently padding around Hayner's room in the middle of the night, looking through his belongings to find any clues as to who was upsetting him. Whoever it is will pay for making him angry. I'll bet it's that stupid Cipher kid again. She'd never truly paid much attention to her brother's enemies; she'd simply assumed that, because he never showed any signs of being unhappy, that he wasn't. But now he'd been coming home late, his neck covered in lovebites and had started swearing his head off when he thought he was alone. It was… unusual, to say the least.

"Mmm… Seifer." Selphie leapt around, freezing when she heard her brother's voice, but realised that he was only sleep talking. Oh my God… Maybe I should… go… she thought numbly, staring, shocked, at Hayner, who was very obviously having a… 'naughty' dream. Torn between laughing and staying silent in shock, she slipped out of the room, heading quickly back to her own bedroom. Well, at least she knew who had been keeping him out late.

Hot hands slid under his shirt, long fingers caressing his skin as he gasped, feeling Seifer's tongue exploring his mouth. When those smooth, hard lips were removed from his own, Hayner moaned and ground his hips forward, the friction eliciting a low growl from the boy pressing him into the wall. The smaller boy tilted his head back to allow Seifer easier access to his pale throat, the nips and kisses making his breath come short as the taller blonde pulled off Hayner's shirt. He quickly stripped Seifer of his own revealing coat and ran his hands up the smoothly muscled abdomen, revelling in the feeling of their bare chests pressed together, their hearts beating almost in unison. As Seifer's hands trailed down his body, loosening Hayner's belt and hitching him higher around the taller teen's waist, Hayner tipped his head forwards to suck and bite at a spot on Seifer's neck, fully intending to leave a mark. Before he realised it, Seifer had ripped off Hayner's pants and boxers and his hot hands were teasingly rubbing his length, torturously slowly, resulting in Hayner growling low in his throat and rolling his hips forwards, eliciting a rough moan from Seifer. The taller blonde quickly did away with his own remaining clothing and pressed two wet fingers to Hayner's entrance as his lips caressed one of Hayner's nipples. The younger of the two breathlessly moaned the elder's name…

"Jesus!" Hayner started awake and sat bolt upright, panting and staring into the darkness. He glanced downwards and blushed, despite there being no one to see his indiscretion. Lying back, he willed his obvious arousal to go away, to no avail. Sighing, he curled into a loose ball and took care of it himself, clamping his mouth shut so he knew he wouldn't moan Seifer's name or anything embarrassing like that.

Straightening out again, he absently wondered why he'd woken up at that particular point in the dream. There were no outside reasons that he could think of; there'd been no noise and no one was waking him up… And despite the fact that he found it so incredibly difficult to fall asleep, once he was out, he was out. He guessed with a faint blush that it was because his subconscious had no reference material for the dream to continue with. Maybe you should rectify that… He snorted at that thought, trying not to laugh out loud in case he woke up either his parents or Selphie. But now he was actually considering it… He'd already admitted that he felt more than just simple hatred or indifference towards Seifer and he'd come so close to actually giving in and letting Seifer have his way with him the other day… Funnily enough, the thought of going with Seifer didn't disturb him at all. He actually found it rather… appealing, for want of a better word. He sighed and rolled onto his side, letting his mind drift so he could sleep.

But it was refusing to let go. He was wide awake again and was half-cursing himself for waking up in the first place, and not just because the dream had been cut off. Swinging his legs down, he stood and made his way over to the window. Absently rubbing a hand over the sill, he gazed out into the moonlit street. He wondered idly whether any of this would have happened had he not fallen out of the window. Would anything have changed? He shook his head. What happened, happened and they'd never know what would have if it hadn't. But all the same, he was secretly glad that it had. He didn't like to admit it, but he actually quite liked the way Seifer made his knees go all jellylike. And earlier had been… Well, it hadn't been abso-fuckin'-lutely terrible, put it that way. He felt his stomach muscles tense at the memory, feeling a wave of lust course through him. Immediately, he tried to think of something else. Sighing, he opened the window and leaned on his elbows, gazing out into the street.

"Yo, Juliet." A quiet voice murmured directly into his ear, hot lips brushing the shell. He yelped and leaped away, noticing Seifer sitting on the windowsill.

"How'd you get there?" he hissed furiously. Seifer shrugged.

"I climbed. I don't have fuckin' superpowers."

"Let me rephrase that: Why are you there?"

"Well, I was watching you sleep. You do realise your sister or pet monkey or whatever was searching through all your stuff about half an hour ago?" Hayner wasn't sure whether to be more indignant about the fact that Seifer had just called Selphie a 'pet monkey' or that she'd been looking through his room without permission, so he just narrowed his eyes. The older teen smirked at him. "And I can't help but wonder what you were dreaming about, to be moaning my name like that." Hayner glared even harder, his hands balling into fists at his sides.

"What are you even doing here?"

"Couldn't sleep." Seifer shrugged. "And I got kinda weirded out by today."

"Well that makes two of us." Hayner snapped, moving to slam the window shut so Seifer would leave him alone. But a larger hand caught the frame and suddenly the taller of the two was practically pressed against Hayner, leaning forwards so the shorter blonde was leaning over backwards, their noses almost touching.

"You liked it, didn't you?" Seifer smirked, his lips staying cruelly centimetres away from Hayner's own.

"No, I- unh…" Hayner's words dissolved when he felt Seifer grind his hips forwards, brushing his now semi-erect cock.

"You like me touching you like this, don't you, lamer?" Seifer's hand almost casually rubbed over Hayner's groin, making him pant a little, his eyes half-closing. "You like the way I make you feel. The way I can get you to dissolve like this…" he sped up the pace of his hand through the cloth of Hayner's boxers.

"Seifer…" Hayner whimpered, pressing back into the older teen's body, all thought lost. Seifer let his hand speed up further still, tightening his grip to elicit a low moan from the smaller boy.

"Say my name again…" he whispered into Hayner's red ear, flicking his tongue out to make the younger male shudder with lust.

"Haah… Nngah… Seifer…" he groaned softly, pressing his lips to Seifer's shoulder to muffle the sounds he made. Suddenly, a hot mouth pressed against his and he felt Seifer's tongue exploring his mouth once more, eliciting little breathy whimpers and moans from him. The pressure within him built up, Seifer's ministrations making him pant into his mouth, until, finally, with a muffled cry of the other's name, he came. He parted their lips and rested his forehead against Seifer's shoulder, breathing heavily. Eventually, he heard his own voice mutter, "Why are you doing this?" there was a long pause and Seifer rested his chin on the top of the shorter male's head.

"Because I want to." He answered eventually, sounding almost unsure. Hayner pulled back a little to look into the older teen's eyes, but Seifer wouldn't meet his gaze.

"But… why do…"

"I want to? Shit, I don't know, lamer. Maybe 'cos I like you?" Seifer rolled his eyes, but still looked uncomfortable. Hayner felt his face heat up at the blond bully's words, his heart suddenly going into overdrive. His eyes widened and when Seifer didn't look down at him, he took the taller boy's face in his hands and tilted it downwards to meet his eyes.

"You really mean it, don't you?" The taller boy irritably shook his head out of the younger blonde's grasp, stepping back.

"Yeah, so what?" he spat. "I like you. No big deal."

"It is a big deal." Hayner argued, stepping closer and prodding Seifer squarely in the chest. "My supposed worst enemy starts making out with me at random moments, then sneaks up into my bedroom, only to tell me he likes me."

"Yeah, I feel so sorry for you." Seifer said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Well if you'd stop throwing your hissy fit, you'd have realised by now I was gonna say it back, but if you're gonna act like the complete jerk you normally are, I'm not saying it." Hayner turned and lay back down on his bed, glaring at the pillow, refusing to give Seifer the satisfaction of looking at him. He didn't know why, but the silence of a sudden absence made his heart twist within him.

AN:

So that's finally finished… Sorry it took so long, guys… Eheh I still haven't done my IT coursework. Sorry for the astounding lack of promised lemons so far. But I did say it wouldn't be this chapter. Gave you a lime, though, so that should help. ^^If you leave a review, you inspire me to continue. For every review received, Seifer touches up Hayner again.

ARGH I'm sorry this is so late! I've had it sitting there on my USB for about a week and a half and I have no idea why I haven't put it up til now. All I can say is: I'm sorry. Have a conciliatory balloon.