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Balthier's a Jerk - Vaan x Balthier	By : TristyandShane Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XII Views: 587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Balthier's A Jerk
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Seeing a sight so daring, Balthier couldn't help but bite onto his bottom lip. Such a scenery, he thought. Of course, Balthier would take advantage. Despite being the typical lady's man, Vaan just so happened to slip through the cracks of his interest. The sky pirate gently pulled the silky shower curtain and caught a sight he was so interested to see. The bathroom was hot, sweltering, and Balthier wondered if it was hotter in this bathroom than it was out in the desert. There Vaan was, lathering his tanned skin with what appeared to be a lavender soap. The lad faced the wall, most likely in a mind of his own while he showered.
"Ah, there's the boy I was looking for," purred Balthier.
Jolting at the sight, Vaan accidentally dropped the soap when he heard Balthier's snarky voice. Of course, Vaan never even dreamed of picking up this soap, considering he already knew the ins and outs of what would happen there. As the rumour in prison states: no dropping the soap! The blonde male groaned, shooting a glare over his shoulder.
"Balthier, I'm in the shower!" Vaan whined. He tried to cover himself up with his hands so effeminately, covering only his bare chest. "What are you doing? Get out!"
"And now I'm in the shower as well," he teased.
Grabbing Vaan around the waist, the sky pirate pushed Vaan's front up against the wall. Towering over the blonde male's lithe figure, Balthier pulled a wide grin when he caught sight of Vaan's flushed face. The hand around his waist caused Vaan to shudder, and all that could be heard from the lad was a nervous gulp.
"You do not wish to be alone in the shower, do you?"
"W-what are you talking about?"
"Oh, you'll know eventually."
Moving a hand down, Balthier grabbed Vaan's butt. He squeezed a cheek, squeezing it tightly. A drone escaped his throat in the process, giving the signal that he liked what he saw. A perfect ass. Such a forward approach, yet Balthier was a pirate after all and all pirates ever wanted was treasure. Vaan's ass was treasure for sure.
"How can you run around these vast fields without someone staring at you? You have the looks, my boy."
(Anyone else stare at Vaan when he runs around in the game? Lol xD)
"T-the looks?"
Flushed with embarrassment, Vaan grumbled. He averted his gaze towards the white tiled wall in front of him, gulping nervously. The hot water raining down on him felt comforting, and Balthier's perverted hand squeezing his butt, well, Vaan did notice his own manhood become erect. Embarrassed by this, Vaan rested a leg over the other one in attempt to hide his erection. He never wanted Balthier to see that he actually liked this.
Vaan liked men, but Balthier? Fuck off. Balthier often humiliated him, and even if Balthier was the greatest sky pirate in the whole damn world to Vaan, the blonde kid didn't appreciate this gesture. Well, he kind of did, but then he didn't. It was a mixed emotion kind of thing.
"Hiding something from me?" Balthier checked, glancing over Vaan's shoulder only to see that flushed face even more. "Will you be a brave boy and show me what's the complete and utter matter with you?"
"No," snapped Vaan as he then pouted his lips.
"Feisty, are we?"
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Vaan questioned, glancing over his shoulder at Balthier.
Their eyes met, and that's when Balthier snickered. Observing those greyish-blue hues only caused Balthier to shake his head gently, and after a brief moment of silence, the pirate rested his hand onto Vaan's flat stomach. His abdomen felt firm, toned, and yet Vaan appeared scrawny with very little muscle. The touch on his abdomen caused Vaan to let out a very effeminate groan, his blonde eyebrows arched and his face now appeared worried. The reddish flush over his feminine features never helped in the slightest either.
"Come on," encouraged Balthier. "I have given you enough time to think about this. Would you like me to leave?"
"No," he stated hastily with a gulp following afterwards. "Don't leave. Not yet."
"Oh?"
"I-I do like this...I'm sorry," he swallowed his own spit again.
"I do appreciate you telling me the truth, even if you did lie before that. I am more than happy to leave if you'd wish me to, but you cannot leave a pirate without anything good to look at."
"Um, yeah, I understand."
"Ah, so you like this, do you?"
Wetting an index finger with his own spit, Balthier pressed this finger onto Vaan's puckered anus. Pushing this finger inside, he forced his finger through those dry inner walls. Good thing his finger was wet! A moan could be heard from Vaan, and the blonde male bit onto the stretchy skin between his index and thumb to try and stop himself from moaning so loudly.
"There's no need to be so quiet now, is there? It's not like you'll wake anyone up."
"I know, but..."
"But what? Spit it out."
"But I don't want you to hear."
"Always caring about what I think of it - such a pity."
Lost for words, Vaan merely grumbled in response to that.
Regardless, Balthier still heard Vaan, the pirate had the hearing of a bat. His index finger slipped in deep until his knuckle pressed against Vaan's buttocks. This finger brushed Vaan's prostate, and especially when the finger started to stroke backwards and forth in a gradual manner. Vaan moaned, drool trailed down his bottom lip. He squeezed his eyes shut, his face cringed at the feel of his anus opening up to the girth of Balthier's finger.
One finger soon turned into two fingers, and now Vaan's tight ring of muscle was opening up even more. The boy's anus twitched. Vaan groaned, melding into the wall as he arched his back, sticking his ass out for the brunette man behind him. The two fingers in his butt turned into three when Balthier witnessed Vaan's new posture. This arched back of Vaan's really gave his backside a nicely tanned exposure.
"Now I am truly lost for words," remarked Balthier with a cunning smirk.
"Why?"
"You've really shown me the stuff, have you not? A moment ago you didn't want to show me anything, isn't that right?"
Adding a forth finger inside Vaan's hole, Balthier held onto Vaan's slender waist with his free hand. Vaan looked pretty, even cute. But he was still foolish, despite the attractive look.
"And you're very warm inside, if I should admit."
"W-what?" Vaan grumbled again, resting his head against the white tiles on the wall. "N-no..."
"Oh but yes."
Sliding these fingers inwards and then out, Balthier's hand surely picked up the pace as it was now picking up its speed. A droning could be heard from the younger male, a vibration from his voice that could be felt through his lower back. Balthier somewhat wondered if Vaan was the type to ever stop his whinging, but he never really bothered to ask, simply tut. Vaan had his hands pressing up against the tiled wall, even his head fell against it while he kept his lower back sticking out for the views.
"Do you, like, seriously look at me when I run? I mean, that's kinda odd. Aren't you thirty-something?"
"What a cheek," answered Balthier. "I am slightly older than you are, Vaan. I might sound mature, but that doesn't mean much if you think about it."
"What - slightly older? You mean--"
"At least I can take your cheek, however. Best not to say things like this to other people, hm? Guessing their ages, I mean."
"Yeah, yeah," groaned Vaan without actually listening properly. Sometimes Balthier would just say shit and Vaan would only roll his eyes in contempt. To think Vaan and Balthier had such a troubling conversation during an act such as this, it meant just how comfortable Vaan was with him.
Leaning inward, Balthier pressed his lips against Vaan's ear and purred. "Was that really your answer, Vaan?"
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
With his hand that gripped Vaan's slender waist, Balthier allowed this hand to feel up Vaan's bare, arched back. He could feel the blonde lad shiver at the mere touch, which only made Balthier chuckle at the sight. He reached around with this hand and gripped onto Vaan's chin, soon pulling his head upwards so it was no longer pressing against the wall. Balthier glanced to the side of Vaan's face, finally able to see those blue-greyish eyes.
"Hey, cut it out!" Vaan grumbled.
"Will you ever pick up the soap, Vaan?"
Hand out of his ass, Balthier picked up the lavender soap at last and handed it to Vaan. Surprised, Vaan perked up at the sight and immediately took the bar out of Balthier's hand. He presented the brunette man with a small smile, grateful. Yeah, grateful for once.
"Thanks."
"Come outside when you're finished. I do admit, it's a bit slippery in here for any kind of fun. At least you can stand outside without the very chance of breaking your neck. I wouldn't want to get messy just yet, that's for sure."
Vaan nodded.
Outside in the scorching sun, Vaan slipped up on the sand and a yell escaped his mouth in the process. This caught Balthier's attention, and when the man looked around at the clumsy blonde, Balthier simply tutted. He rolled his eyes in contempt at the sight, feeling no sympathy for Vaan, that's for sure.
"What's the matter with you?" Balthier asked as he helped Vaan up to his feet.
"I guess...I don't know...the sun went in my eye when I came out of that hut thing."
"With how long you've lived in the desert, I am actually surprised you haven't grown any use to it yet."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Do I have to do everything around here?" Balthier huffed. "Look, your pants aren't up right. You're such a lazy boy, you know that?"
But of course, Vaan was too oblivious to even know what Balthier meant. The pirate pulled those trousers up, trying to make Vaan look a tiny bit presentable at least. The sun never bothered the pirate, but Vaan, now that was another story.
"Didn't you wanna do things out here?" Vaan reminded, glancing around the span.
"Do things - like what?"
"Well...um...you found me in the shower, right?"
"That is correct. What about it, Vaan?'
"You don't want me to, like, suck you off or anything?"
"That makes me feel the slightest bit of concern how you said that so casually," shrugged the brunette. "We haven't got all day, have we?"
"It's now or never, right?"
"...Indeed."
In broad daylight, Balthier pulled out his manhood, already erect for the blonde male. Vaan was beneath him, already kneeling down onto the golden sand. Balthier gripped a fistful of those blonde locks, getting Vaan ready for a mouthful. The blonde kept watch of the penis, and he could already taste the bitterness just by looking at it. It appeared to be eight-inches in length with a very thick girth, and the mushroom tip of the penis was already coloured a very dark red.
"Are you ready, Vaan?"
"Mhm."
Precome already laced Vaan's lips at mere contact, the cock then travelled inside his hot mouth to the peak of his throat. No gagging occurred, and this caused Balthier to raise a curious brunette brow. Vaan closed his eyes, tasting bitterness and salt.
In and out of his mouth, Balthier rocked his hips backwards and forth. The cock travelled inwards and then out of Vaan's mouth repeatedly, entering his throat each time. Balthier grunted, feeling a little baffled by the boy. Sure, Vaan's tight throat felt wonderful hugging his shaft, and yet, it felt weird at the same time.
Grumbling, Balthier tutted. "Why...don't you have a gag reflex, Vaan? Something natural, I hope."
It wasn't like Vaan could talk, and so the blonde male merely shrugged.
"Ah, of course. I suppose it's something to do with living on the streets," he added. "Quite possibly removed the gag reflex in the past."
Even though Vaan had his eyes closed, Balthier could still see tears forming behind those eyelids. Vaan's lips were still wet with precome, the glistening fluid even trailed down his bottom lip and chin. Balthier hated this, the boy wasn't flinching or fucking gagging.
"Let's just be done with this," grumbled the pirate.
Sperm filled Vaan's throat, coating the tight inner walls in a white creamy fluid. Balthier reached down and grabbed the small bulge in Vaan's pants. He snickered.
"Getting excited over this? Oh my."
Pulling his cock out of Vaan's throat, Balthier slapped Vaan's cheek with the thick meat. This caused Vaan to jolt, he opened his eyes and stared up at the brunette.
"Huh? Finished already?"
"Wake up. Playtime is over."
"What about me?"
"What about you? You still haven't told me about this no-gag reflex issue of yours."
"W-what? I don't need to. Some people just don't have a gag reflex - maybe I was born with it," he made up.
"What a pity."
"Huh?"
"Well, we better be off."
It wouldn't be a surprise if Vaan wound up rubbing his ass against Balthier's crotch later on. The blonde male huffed, looking down at his silken trousers with the small prick rising up behind the material.
"Jeeze, Balthier always leaves me hanging," grumbled Vaan. "That's not fair."
"Did I hear something?" Balthier questioned, already walking ahead. "Let's go, Vaan. Hurry now."
Vaan merely pouted, still kneeling on the sand.
Just outside the Outpost, however, Fran and Penelo were present. No, they didn't watch the whole blowjob take place, they merely listened to the conversation. But who was keeping track if they took glimpses?
"Does Vaan do this often?" Fran asked Penelo. "I mean, whine when he doesn't get his own way, and...was he born without a gag reflex? I know it's none of my business, but I'm only curious. Feel free to not say anything."
To that response, Penelo felt embarrassed as fuck. "Vaan's just grown up a little, I guess," and left his entire history a secret. "He refused to run errands for Migelo for various silly reasons."
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