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Who: Squall and Seifer
What: Seifer confesses
Where: Balamb
When: Afternoon
Rating: NC-17


Seifer was reeling from yet another hangover and what he'd done with Irvine. It'd given him some damn fine insight. After showering up and taking a load of meds for his bitch headache, Seifer took a vodka shot for Dutch Courage and headed to Squall's office, knocking the door.

Squall, as usual, was sat at his desk, typing up reports on his laptop. He turned his head towards the door, scrunching his nose up a little. "Come in," he called.

Seifer headed in, flicking the lock as he did. He really didn't need a pirate or a lady with a baby to come barging in while he was doing this. "Hey, chickenwuss," he murmured, smirking.

Squall closed the laptop, pushing it aside, raising an eyebrow at Seifer's namecalling. "Sorry, I'm not Zell." He smiled once. "Actually, you've saved me a job by coming up here."

"Huh? A job? Aw, damn, are you kickin' me out, Squall? Is this the Matron's idea?" He sighed, sliding into the chair and kicking his feet up onto the desk, crossing them at the ankles.

"Heh, quite the opposite, actually." He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm going out on a mission in a few days. Need a partner I can trust. How about it?"

"Ah... oh, okay, sure... but since when do you trust me, Squallyboy?" He chuckled and crossed his arms, smirking at the brunette across from him.

"Since always." The younger man stated without further comment. "So, what did you want?" He asked as he wrote some notes down on a piece of paper.

"I kinda wanted to talk to you... have you got any coffee I can drink, though? I have the hangover from Hell," he murmured, covering his eyes with his hand.

Squall got up and moved over to his coffee machine. He'd bought it himself after SeeD refused topay for one, claiming it wasn't an essential item. He returned, handing Seifer a mug of black, unsweetened coffee, as well as one for himself. "What's on your mind?"

Sipping the coffee, he sighed softly, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well, actually... have you heard anything from Selphie...?" He knew it would sound wierd but he was doing Irvine a favour here.

"Not lately. Last I heard she was over at Trabia Garden working with them on repairs. I can probably get in contact with her though." He paused. "Um... why?"

"Trabia... right. Got it. It doesn't matter. S'just something I was talking to a friend about." He shrugged a little, before lowering his feet and leaning forward, sipping from his coffee mug and setting it down. "Hey... can I ask somethin' and get a decent, straight answer?"

Squall nodded, pushing his papers aside and sipping his on coffee, curling both palms around the mug. "Sure. What is it?"

Seifer crossed his arms on the desk, watching the steam rising from his coffee mug. "Do... do you love me?" His voice came out quiet, especially for Seifer, and he frowned a little, trying hard not to blush.

Squall gagged on a mouthful of coffee, coughing to try and stop himself choking. He set the mug down, still coughing as he tried to collect himself. "I um..." He flushed, looking away slightly.

"I'm being fucking serious here, Squall. I want the truth." He looked squarely at the brunette, his eyes hard on him. "Do you love me?"

Squall felt about two inches tall with those eyes so hard on him. He swallowed hard, turning his head away, closing his eyes, trying to get away from that gaze. "... ... yes..."

"Why?" His answer came instantly and Seifer kept his gaze hard on the other man. He needed this answer. Once he got it, he knew how to work.

"I... don't know." It was an honest answer. In truth, Squall should hate the man, but he just... didn't. His eyes fluttered open. "You were my first." He turned his head to look at Seifer once more. "You made me who I am. I pushed myself to become stronger than you, to become smarter than you, to be a better student that you, yet despite our rivalry... there was always something else there."

"C'mere..." Seifer leaned back, slapping his thigh lightly for Squall to come and sit on his lap. He wasn't exactly sure how he was going about this, now. Still, with the way he sat, it looked like he was demanding a blowjob. Which he often did do, even if he wasn't doing that now.

Squall shifted to stand, shrugging off his leather jacket bafore moving over to Seifer, kneeling in front of him out of practice and instinct.

"Ah... no, come sit here..." He frowned and reached down, grasping Squall just above his elbows, trying to pull him up. He kinda felt like a total jackass, seeing Squall do that.

Squall shifted, looking at Seifer through his bangs with a questioning look. He almost, almost looked untrusting, but sat down on Seifer's lap anyway.

Seifer rested his hands on Squall's waist, stroking his fingers there for a moment before drawing him down into a kiss. It wasn't his usually vicious, violent kiss. It was sweet, tender... loving, almost.

Squall let out a shocked gasp at being kissed so sweetly, he cupped Seifer's cheek with is gloved hand, returning the kiss for a moment, before breaking it, but keeping his lips close to Seifer's. "What was that for?" He whispered.

"Because... because I love you," he whispered back, brushing his hand through that brown hair, his eyes locked on Squall's. He wanted to look sincere and manly and cool about it... but his face flushed a little and he felt awkward and exposed.

Squall's breath hitched in his throat, he felt as though someone was crushing his neck, preventing him from breathing. He felt dizzy. Storm blue eyes met those stunning green ones, becoming lost in that gaze.

Seifer seemed to squirm inwardly and he scrunched his nose up. "Jeez, Squall... say somethin', you're makin' me awkward..." he murmured, keeping his voice low.

Squall swallowed hard, still not able to find his voice, so instead, he wrapped his arms around Seifer's neck, kissing him again.

His hands rested on Squall's waist and he kissed him back gently and tenderly, his tongue flicking at Squall's lips before he broke the kiss. "Say something, chickenwuss, before I push you on the floor."

"Since when?" He asked. He'd always considered their relationship to be very one-sided in the love department.

"When you went and got your skinny self impaled, I think..." He rested back in the chair, his fingers tracing the inner seam of Squall's pants.

Squall flushed a little, letting out a dry laugh. "Perhaps I should've gotten myself impled to the point of near death years ago."

"Only if it'd have shut you up," he muttered, smirking at him a little. "Don't think this changes things, by the way. You're still an emo-bitch girly boy who works my last nerve. And I'm still better than you."

"And you're still an arrogant, self-centered jerk." Squall countered, pressing his lips to Seifer's once more, nipping at his bottom lip.

Seifer slapped Squall hard on his backside and broke the kiss. "Little shit." Leaning in to kiss the brunette's neck, he nudged at his jaw with his nose. "Any chance you'll come back to my dorm with me...?"

Squall gave a yelp, standing and brushing his hands down his sides to smooth out his leathers. He knew going back to Seifer's dorm probably meant sex, and he was trying so hard to stay faithful to Rinoa; yet the man he had loved since he was fifteen had just told him he loved him too. He nodded.

Seifer shifted to stand, tugging his pants down slightly and fixing his coat before heading to the door, unlocking it as he made for his room, his hands swinging at his sides as he walked. He wasn't to know about Squall and Rinoa. Last time he'd seen them together had been at the... video viewing and she'd been egging him on to ask Balthier for more.

Squall locked the office door behind him and followed Seifer. He had an urge to hold the man's hand, but he thought that was too much, so instead he fell into step with the man, head bowed, watching his feet as they walked.

As they walked, he slipped his hand around Squall's, lacing their fingers. He didn't say anything or even look at Squall. He just continued walking. He didn't need to make himself feel any more awkward.

Squall smiled to himself, and even gave Seifer's hand a gentle squeeze, before continuing to walk in silence with him until they reached theman's dorm room.

Sliding his keycard, Seifer let go of Squall's hand and hung his coat up, kicking off his boots and sliding a hand through his hair as he slumped to sit on his bed, settling back on his elbows with his legs open.

The brunette raised an eyebrow, before closing the door behind himself, kicking off his own boots before moving across the room to kneel in the space between Seifer's legs once more.

Seifer rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I wonder who trained you so damn well," he muttered, nudging his knee against Squall's cheek. "Come up here and kiss me."

"That would be you." Squall murmured, leaning up on his knees, curling an arm around Seifer's neck to pull him down into a kiss.

Seifer broke the kiss almost imediately, his eyes eluding to the slight annoyance he felt. "I said get up here. If you're so trained, you'd get it," he muttered, offering his arms to him now, trying to give the hint that he wanted to do this slow and do it right without having to say it.

Squall shifted onto the bed, sitting beside Seifer almost awkwardly. It was strange for Seifer to take things slow. Not that Squall was complaining. He once more leaned in to kiss the older man.

Seifer wasn't going to be all that sweet about things. He gripped Squall by his shoulders and slammed him back to the bed, situating himself between the brunette's knees, gripping his waist as he leaned down to kiss him hard.

Squall let a soft wince as his back hit the bed, but soon wrapped his arms around Seifer's neck, returning the heated kiss.

Seifer slipped his tongue between Squall's lips, practically fucking his mouth the way he planned to fuck him later on as he stroked those hips teasingly.

Squall moaned into the kiss, arching his his as much as he could with Seifer pinning him. His own tongue nudged and curled with Seifer's.

Gradually breaking the kiss, he trailed bites and kisses down Squall's neck, pushing his t-shirt up to tease and toy with his nipples, grinding against him.

Squall let out a moan, tilting his head back, his Adam's apple straining against his pale neck as he swallowed.

Drawing that t-shirt off the brunette, Seifer knelt up, looking down at him with a smirk, holding his hips in place as he ground against him hard and slow, knowing it was a weakness of Squall's.

A light pink blush painted Squall entire body as he moaned louder, grinding his hips back as much as he could with those hands holding him in place. His erection stirred and strained against his leathers.

"Nghh... Squall... mnn..." He tilted his head back, his eyes slipping closed. "Mm... just imagine me fucking you like this, baby... so fucking good..." He slid his vest off, revealing a few new scars since the last time they'd been naked while intimate, his muscles flexing under his skin.

Another gasp escaped Squall's lips; his cock throbbed and twitched beneath his leathers. If Seifer wasn't careful he'd have Squall coming before he was even naked. He pushed himself up a little, running his hands over Seifer's marred flesh.

Normally, Seifer would've pushed him back down, but seeing as he'd finally admitted something so big he figured he wanted Squall to touch him. A lot. Unfastening Squall's belts, he slid those leathers off him, exposing him to the cool air.

Squall shuddered as the air hit his very hard, throbbing length. Squall's hands continued to work over Seifer flesh, stroking his abs, his chest, his nipples, his collarbone, wherever he could reach.

"Nhh... feels good..." he mumbled, his face flushing slightly. Stripping out of his pants and boxers, Seifer settled down over Squall, reaching for some lube in the bedside drawer, setting it down as he dipped his head to lick and suckle at his nipples.

Squall mewled, dragging his nails down Seifer's arms lightly as he lay back against the mattress. His hands slid to Seifer's hair, toying with those blonde locks.

Seifer slid his tongue all over pale flesh, nibbling at the scar from him being impaled. Gradually, he moved lower, flicking his tongue at Squall's bellybutton, a hand curling around his length.

Squall shivered as that scar was touched. He hated the damned thing, and it was sensitive. The one on his back wasn't so bad since he couldn't see it. As that hand curled around him, he let out a squeaked moan, gripping Seifer a little tighter.

"Don't think this means I'm going to be this nice every time..." he muttered, before sliding his tongue along the underneath of Squall's length, dragging it over the head before teasing at the slit with the tip of his tongue.

Squall was about to reply, but all words escaped him as he felt that tongue on his length. Seifer was going down on him. Seifer. Was. Giving. Him. Oral. Sex. The very thought alone was almost enough to get him off. He growled and moans, his hips arching slightly.

Pressing Squall's hips to the bed, Seifer sucked at the head, swirling his tongue around it. Swallowing a little, he took Squall's length in as far as he could manage, not being able to deep throat.

Squall's head fell back, his moans growing louder. His fingers tangled in Seifer's hair. He was certain he had ded and this was sme kind of sex heaven. "Gods~"

Releasing Squall's hips only to grip his sides, he sucked a little harder, rubbing the brunette's waist, trying to coax him to move his hips.

It didn't take much coaxing. Once Squall's hips were released, they began to roll and rock as he groaned, fighting the urge to drive into that wet heat.

Seifer handled it pretty well, considering he'd never really done this before. Like... ever. Shifting a little, he reached for the lube, slicking his fingers while Squall moved, soon steadying him in order to tease at his entrance.

Squall whimpered and mewled in pleasure, his hips still moving despite his best efforts to keep still. "Ngh... Seifer." He purred and writhed.

Lifting up, he took Squall's length in his hand, stroking it slowly as he dipped his head to enclose his mouth around Squall's balls, suckling on them, while his finger slid inside steadily.

The pleasure was almost dizzying. "Oh Gods~" The brunette continued to writhe, grabbing handsfuls of sheet, clawing at it.

Slipping in a second finger soon after, he began curling and thrusting them as his hand pumped that erection and he tongued the brunette's sack.

Squall mewled and moaned, writhing as Seifer worked him. His cock twitched and weeped, pulsing in Seifer's palm.

Shifting to sit up, Seifer let go of Squall, sliding his fingers out and slicking his cock, guiding it to Squall's semi-prepared entrance and pushing in, grasping his hips hard.

Squall let out a sudden moan as he was entered. He curled an arm around Seifer's neck, pulling himself up, pushing Seifer back a little to all but straddle the man's lap, taking him in deeper.

Seifer bit into his lower lip, resting back as Squall straddled his lap, stroking his fingers over his sides as he rolled his hips a little.

Squall buried his face against Seifer's neck, kissing it as he moaned, rolling his own hips in response.

"Nghh..." Leaning back a little, Seifer caught Squall's mouth with his own, rocking his hips and thrusting up into him with slight moans.

Squall kissed Seifer hard and firm; his moans being lost against the man's lips. His cock twitched, precome leaking onto Seifer's stomach.

Seifer thrust harder, his moans actually escaping now, rather than being little grunts that he normally gave. He was letting himself be exposed to Squall.

Squall pulled back enough to be able to see Seifer's face, holding his face in his hands, looking into those beautiful eyes.

Seifer looked at Squall almost pleadingly for a moment; his eyes full of passion and desire, his lips parted and spilling moans that were usually so much more reserved. "Nhh... I... I love you..." he murmured, his expression showing just how truthful he was being.

Those words, the look on Seifer's face, the intimacy of the moment... It was all too much for Squall. He threw his head back, crying out Seifer's name as he came. He instantly clung to the blonde, tears streaking sex-flushed skin. "Gods~ Love you too."

Seifer smiled as Squall came. A sincere smile. Noticing the tears, he leaned in to kiss them away, thrusting only twice more before coming inside him with a look and sound of pure ecstasy.

Squall panted breathlessly, pressing his lips to Seifer's, kissing him with a desperate need.

Kissing back, he gently lowered Squall to the bed, pinning his hands either side of his head, their fingers laced.

Squall toyed with Seifer's fingers as they kissed, slipping his tongue into the kiss to seek out Seifer's tongue.

Seifer laughed against Squall's mouth, flicking and curling his tongue with his lover's, soon letting go of his hands to brush brown hair back.

Squall purred, breaking the kiss enough to speak. "Say it again, Sei?" He pleaded.

"You're getting greedy," he murmured, nudging their noses together. Smirking, he gave in. "I love you, Squall."

Squall smiled lazily, threading his fingers through Seifer's hair. "Where do we go from here?"

Seifer nuzzled at Squall's ear, licking lightly at his earring. "We could shower then go get something to eat...?" He knew what Squall meant... but it was a hard question.

Squall gaze a dry laugh. "Now that sounds like a plan." He purred, stroking the back of Seifer's neck.

"Or we could just sleep like this for a while." He smiled lightly, burying his face against Squall's neck, his hands settling on his flesh.

Squall's eyes fluttered shut at the thought. "Mm. Sleep is good too." He smileda little. "Sure you don't want to kick me onto the floor like you used to?" He teased.

"Not this time. Next time, maybe." He nuzzled a little, his flaccid length still inside the smaller male. "Do you mind if I stay inside or would you prefer me to pull out?"

"If you're comfortable then inside is fine." Squall purred, trying not to wriggle. "It feels nice."

Seifer nodded slightly, pulling the blankets over them as he settled on the smaller man, cuddling him close as he remained inside.

Squall cuddled against Seifer, feeling strangely contented despite the mess of his whole lovelife. His eyes fell shut again, his breathing light and shallow.

Slipping to sleep pretty quickly, Seifer nuzzled at Squall's neck in his sleep, acutally feeling a lot less stressed out than he usually did.