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Who: Balthier and Squall
What: Squall comforts Balthier
Where: The Strahl
When: A few hours after Fran left
Rating: NC-17


After a good few hours sat alone at the Northern most area of the royal city, just watching those in Lowtown, Balthier returned to the Strahl, sighing slightly. He wanted to fix things. It was just... too far gone, now. As he stepped aboard, he walked to his bedroom, his eyes instantly settling on the ring on the bed. His stomach gave a turn and he scooped it up, slipping it onto his right little finger. "Fuck..." he exhaled, turning to the wardrobe and confirming it all at the sight of Fran's missing clothes. With eyes full of tears, he walked to Krja's room and at the sight of... nothing, he sank against the wall, shaking as he pulled out his phone, dialling Squall's number, tears running down his face.

Squall was sat in his office, as he usually was. Well, in truth, he was laid out on his stomach on the floor, going over maps and plans of the Deep Sea Research Center. He pulled his phone from his pocket, frownign at the caller I.D. almost tempted to reject the call. He sighed and answered. "If you're going to accuse me of shit again, I don't want to hear it."

Balthier choked on his breath a few times before he managed to speak. "Squall... I'm sorry... you were right..." He managed out, his breath shaking as he sniffled slightly. "Fran... she took the children and... and she left with... him..."

Squall gasped a little at Balthier's words. "God~ are... are you sure?" He asked. "Take a deep breath... tell me what happened?"

"I... ngh... I walked in him about to kiss her in... in bed and... we argued and..." He took a long breath, his eyes shutting tight as a headache came in with spiteful force. "I went to clear my head... then came back and she was gone..."

"Gods Balth... I'm sorry... I dunno what to say... I didn't trust him but I didn't expect Fran to... Geeze... are you okay??"

"No... I'm not..." He mumbled, swallowing hard and choking down a stream of tears that desperately wanted to escape. "I'm sorry... for before. I should've believed you."

"Shh... forget about it. It's over." Squall shifted to sit up, letting out a heavy sigh. "Where are you? Shall I fly over?"

"I'm in Rabanastre... do not force yourself... but I could really use a friend, right now." He murmured, gritting his teeth.

"I'll be there in a few hours. I'll take the Ragnarok... It'll be quicker. Don't do anything stupid, okay? I'll see you soon."

Balthier sniffled slightly. "Okay..." He rubbed his eye and soon hung up, shifting to stand and heading to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of Bhujerban Madhu and sitting himself in the cockpit.

A few hours later Squall docked the Ragnarok down in Rabanastre's Aerodrome. He quickly made his way across to the Strahl, boarding her. He soon found Balthier, and walked over to him, pulling him into his arms without invitation,

Balthier had drank an entire bottle of Madhu, two half bottles of Serpantwyne, a half bottle of Archadian Slammer and he was now more than tipsy. As Squall hugged him, he grasped the teen around his waist, burying his face in the younger male's neck.

Squall threaded his fingers through Balthier's hair, holding him silently, giving a gentle rock, trying to coax those tears to fall.

Balthier caught on to Squall's intentions and nudged him away, wiping his eyes and heading towards his bedroom, a slight stagger in his gait.

Squall followed Balthier, frowning a little. "Balth?" He called, watching him with worry.

"I'm fine..." he murmured, heading into his bedroom and straight through to the bathroom, soaking his face in cold water.

Squall sighed and stood behind Balthier, curling his arms around his waist, kissing his spine. "Did she say anything before she left? I just can't get my head around her leaving, Tivon or no Tivon."

"I shouted at her... I hardly even recall what I said, I was just so angry and upset..." He murmured, the slightest slur in his voice. "Mayhap it is true that she never truly loved me... I was simply an Archadian to replace the one she wanted..."

"Come on, Bal... You don't truly believe that do you? She's crazy about you. Maybe she just needed to clear her head."

Balthier shook his head slightly. "So, whilst clearing her head, she takes my daughter, our moogles and fucks off with that jackass? I think not." He brushed past Squall and headed to the bedroom again, laying out, on his front, on the bed.

Squall pulled out a jar of herbal balm from the cupboard, before following Balthier to the bed. He toosed the jar down and removed his gloves and jacket, climbing to sit cross-legged on the bed. "You know she and I are planning to go to this damn deadly place out at sea?"
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"Tell her to save it. I do not want anything from a woman who would take my child and not say where she goes to." He murmured, burying his face in the pillow.

Squall shifted to straddle Balthier's back, leaning forward to rub his spine gently. "I'm sure she'll return. Sh wouldn't keep Krja from you."

"Nh..." he grunted, folding his arms and burying his face in them instead. His head ached and his body seemed to be too tired to argue anymore.

Squall ran his hands along Balthier's spine before beginning to massage Balthier's shoulders oh so gently over his clothes. "Do you love her?"

"Of course I love her, Squall. She's... she's my angel..." he murmured, his eyes closing tightly to refuse those tears their escape.

Squall rubbed Balthier's shoulders gently, leaning down to kiss his ear. "Then go find her and tell her."

"She'd never believe me, not after the things I've done." He wriggled a little, rolling over to look at Squall, pulling him down into an embrace. "I am sorry I did not listen to you."

Squall stroked Balthier's hair tenderly. "Don't apologise." He ran a finger along the man's nose. "What could you've possibly done that can't be fixed?"

"Squall, I am a slut. She and I both know that." He murmured, nuzzling Squall's cheek. "Please... do not make me speak any longer. I hurt..."

Squall leaned in pressing a soft kiss to Balthier's lips, nudging the man's nose with his own. "If you don't talk to me, I cannot help..."

Balthier curled his fingers in Squall's hair, biting his lip affectionately. "I cannot talk about it anymore..." His own lips tasted of the many alcoholic drinks he'd had.

Squall gave a nod. "Okay. Try and sleep. I shall stay and hold you." He whispered, wriggling down to pull Balthier's sandals off, followed by his own boots.

Balthier wriggled a little before unbuttoning his shirt and slipping out of it, soon removing those tight pants, leaving him in equally as tight black boxer shorts. "I do not wish to burden you, sweetheart. You've a son to care for..."

Squall peeled out of his leathers and his t-shirt, leaving him naked. He moved to Balthier's underwear drawer, stealing a pair of boxers. "I'll stay until I know you'll be alright."

Balthier gave a smile as his underwear hung off the slim teen, soon grasping Squall's hands and pulling him into an embrace. "Kiss me, Squall... I need to feel loved for just a moment," he whispered.

Squall rested his hand against Balthier's cheek, drawing his face in closer, capturing those perfect lips with his own, letting his eyes flutter shut.

Balthier closed his eyes and returned the kiss, his arms curling around the younger man's waist as he did. "Mn..."

Squall's arms slipped around Balthier's neck, holding onto him as he deepened the kiss, shuffling closer to the pirate.

Balthier held Squall tight, laying back and guiding Squall on top of him, brushing his tongue over the seam of Squall's lips.

Squall rested his hands either side of Balthier's head to stop him crushing the other man. He gave the softest of gasps, parting his lips for Balthier.

The pirate slipped his tongue between Squall's lips, his hands stroking down Squall's naked sides and resting on those sinful hips, his own knees bending up slightly.

Squall curled his tongue around Balthier's, tasting the lethal cocktail of alcohols in his mouth. He gave his hips a slight roll.

A soft moan escaped and Balthier gripped Squall a little tighter, rocking his hips gently in return, his face flushed from the drinks.

Squall broke the kiss to trail kisses along Balthier's jaw to his ear, purring soft. "Is this what you need, Pirate? Tell me what you want?"

Balthier frowned slightly, brushing both hands through Squall's hair and place a kiss to that scar. "I want you, sweetheart. I need you..." He leaned to nip Squall's ear. "I want to be inside you," he whispered.

Squall gave a soft smile, rolling his hips again. "Then take what you need, darlin', I'm yours."

Balthier leaned up and bit Squall's lower lip. "I want to see you do it, Squall. I want to see you prepare yourself and ride me, my love." He purred.

Squall's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, a soft gasp escaping his lips. "Lube?" He breathed out.

Balthier reached across to the bedside table, pulling out a tube of lubricant and tapping Squall on the nose with it, rolling his hips with a grin.

Squall gave a soft chuckle, roliing his hips once before shifting away from Balthier. He wriggled out of those oversized boxers, tossing them at the man.

Balthier laughed and sat up, running a hand through his own hair and leaning in to bite and kiss at Squall's neck, his fingers spidering over the teen's slim chest.

Squall settled on parted knees, opening the tube of lube. He squeezed some into his hand, slicking his fingers before pushing a single digit inside himself.

Balthier knelt in front of him, kissing his neck a moment before sinking down and taking the head of Squall's length in his mouth, sucking it almost affectionately.

Squall gasped softly. "Gods~ Balth... Careful or you'll have me coming too soon." He moaned, pushing a second finger into himself.

Balthier took more of that cock in, his nose eventually brushing Squall's hair, his fingers reaching back to tease where Squall's were inserted, his free hand cupping the teen's balls and massaging them.

Squall moaned, tilting his head back forcing his adam's apple to strain against his throat. He rolled his hips, trying to coax those teasing fingers inside.

Balthier nudged those fingers inside, along with Squall's, thrusting and curling them as he sucked the teen's dick, purring the whole time.

Sweat sheened on Squall's pale skin as he rode those fingers, curling his own against them. He panted and writhed. His free hand grasped Balthier's hair, clinging to the sandy locks.

Balthier swallowed a few times and then pulled back, sliding his tongue along Squall's length as he did. He leaned up to kiss the teen, smiling sweetly. "I love you," he whispered.

Squall returned the kiss, looping his arm around Balthier's neck. "I love you too." He purred through panted breaths.

Balthier removed his fingers, taking Squall's with him then guiding Squall on top of him. He held those sexy, sweet hips, purring at him.

Squall reached for the lube once more, pouring more into his palm, using it to slick Balthier's erection. He gave his hips a playful roll, reaching down to hold Balthier's cock, guiding it to his prepared entrance as he settled down on it completely with a slight groan.

The pirate gave a moan of satisfaction as Squall's crushing heat enveloped him, bringing his hips up to meet the teen, soon giving slow thrusts into him.

Squall panted soft, lips hanging open, eyes squeezed tight as he adjusted to Balthier's size. "Ngh... I forgot how big you are." He purred, resting his hands on Balthier's chest.

Balthier gave a slight chuckle, pulling the boy down and kissing him firmly. "I love how you inflate my ego," he joked, smiling at him.

Squall trailed his kisses along Balthier's jaw, before sitting ack up once more, riding Balthier's cock shamelessly. His cock twitched and jumped, weeping with precome.

Balthier moaned low, his hands squeezing those hips as he rocked his hips to meet each thrust. The pirate's eyes slipped shut and he grit his teeth as he moaned.

"You feel so good." Squall mewled, riding him harder. His hair fell in front of his eyes, beads of sweat dripping off the bangs onto his chest.

Bringing a hand up, Balthier swept back those locks of hair, his cock twitching and throbbing inside Squall as he watched that pretty, slim teen riding him.

Squall caught Balthier by the wrist, drawing two of those long, slender fingers into his mouth, sucking on them as he continued to ride the older man.

Balthier moaned sharp, his eyes scrunching tighter. "Nh..." He slipped his fingers free and pulled Squall down for a kiss, rolling his hips harder.

Squall kissed Balthier back firmly, nipping at his bottom lip. He panted hard against Balthier's mouth. "... trust me?" He whispered through his moans.

Balthier gave a slight nod. "Only you," he whispered back, his stormy eyes locking on Squall's blue ones as he rocked his hips, knees bent up.

Squall nibbled at Balthier's chin, before letting delicate, gunblade calloused fingers creep around Balthier's neck.

The pirate tensed, his hands resting on Squall's waist. However, he didn't tell him to stop. Sure, he was terrified, but it was highly arousing already.

"Trust me." The teen whispered, rolling his hips as his fingers tightened, pressing in all the right places to stop the older man breathing.

His eyes tightened as they closed and he felt himself struggling for breath, soon finding it nigh impossible to take in air, his nails digging into Squall's waist.

Squall kept his gaze fixed on Balthier, watching for that exact moment. Too late and he'd kill the man, too soon and it'd be for nothing. At the point just before Balthier would lose consciousness, he let go, letting the blood and breath rush back to Balthier's head.

Balthier's face had changed to an odd shade of bluish purple while Squall was choking him, and a moment after the teen released, he gasped air in and his eyes watered. "Fuck..." he exhaled, panting hard.

Squall leaned down to kiss Balthier's jaw, rolling his hips once. "How's it feel?" He purred.

"Weird..." he exhaled, laughing slightly, returning the roll of the hips with one a little more forceful. "I feel light headed and... drained but aroused..."

Squall gave a soft laugh, grinding down hard on Balthier's length.

"Nghh... harder... ride me, Squall..." he murmured, rocking his hips up into the teen.

Squall rode Balthier harder, growling in pleasure, hands twitching, wanting something to grab onto for extra leverage.

The pirate moaned low, his climax inching closer as he curled a hand around Squall's length, stroking in time with their movements.

Squall moaned, hips bucking a little, his leg muscles twitching. "Gods~ Close..." He hissed, his orgasm growing ever closer. "So good."

Balthier pulled Squall down for a hard kiss, murmuring against his lips. "Come with me, Squall..." he purred as he came in closer to orgasm.

Squall panted into Balthier's mouth, his eyes squeezed shut as his orgasm hit. He cried into the other's mouth, the sounds being muffled and lost as he came, spraying his seed across Balthier's stomach, tightening around him like a vice.

Balthier groaned as Squall tightened, coming hard inside, filling the teen with his release as he held him close. Panting soft and stilling his hips, Balthier nipped Squall's lower lip.

Squall's limbs felt like jelly as he clung to Balthier, almost crushing him beneath him. He panted, trying desperately to catch his breath.

Balthier stroked his hand along Squall's back, nuzzling the teen's ear as he did. "That was wonderful, Squall... I love you," he murmured softly.

"Mm... love you too..." Squall purred, burying his face against Balthier's neck, licking and nibbling lazily, but making no other attempt to move.

"Would you like to sleep here, like this, sweetheart?" He muttered, petting his fingers through Squall's damp hair.

"Mm... only if it's not uncomfortable for you." Squall murmured, nuzzling more. He rolled his hips a little, cooing at the feeing of Balthier's spent length and semen still inside him.

Balthier gave a gentle laugh and pulled the blanket up over them, soon clinging to the teen. "Thank you, Squall... when I needed you most, you came running. I love that you'd do that."

"I'll always come running to you, Balth. No matter where in the world you are, I'll always find you."

Balthier gave a soft laugh, tucking Squall's head under his own chin. "Sleep, my sweet boy." He whispered.

Squall smiled, nuzzling Balthier more as he fell into a calmed sleep.

Balthier held Squall close, his eyes shutting tight as he tried to focus on the warm, loving boy in his arms... and not on the Viera whose heart he'd broken and who'd broken his own.