Matchmaker, matchmaker | By : Purplepenguin Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 12.
….
Zell arched his back and came over his lover’s hand, feeling his lover come inside him he pulled Seifer down on top of him.
The larger blonde chuckled suddenly. “That was different.”
“Different?”
“For us.”
“Oh yeah.” He paused, turning his head to the side, his hair tickling Seifer’s chin. “Good different though right?”
His lover smirked. “What do you think?” His arms tightened on the shorter man by his side.
Zell smiled turned sad suddenly. “You know I have to go soon.”
“I know, but quite yet huh? Screw Squall, he can go fuck himself.”
Zell punched him in the side. “That’s not a very good way to talk about my husband.”
“Well then why are you here with me?”
“You asked me to be.” He got up from the bed, pulling the blanket up with him as he walked to the window.
“Not much of a reason.”
Zell pulled back to the curtains to reveal nothing, just white blankness.
The little blonde sighed. “And we’re still in time compression.”
Seifer propped up on his elbows. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Why are you really here?”
The little blonde laughed. “Don’t ask me, it’s your dream.”
Seifer came awake suddenly, opening his eyes and staring at the ceiling. The ceiling of-of- the hotel. That’s right they were in the hotel on his “date” with Zell. He shut his eyes again and groaned.
He turned on his side, snuggling into the warm thing beside him, the warm thing cuddled back.
He frowned in confusion and opened his eyes at the same time as Zell did. Confused green meet horrified blue eyes mere inches apart, all cuddled together.
“Ah!”
“Oh shit!”
Zell pulled back so hard he fell of the other side of the bed, his arms flailing around in the air as he neared the edge and toppled off.
Seifer sat up, springing out of his confusion and looking over the edge, seeing Zell on his back in heap with his arms over his head. “You alright?”
Zell jumped up, looking sleepily confused and annoyed. “Alright? What the hell was that? Were you trying to molest me in my sleep?!”
“Me molest you? That is my side of the bed that you fell off! You came to me Chickie!”
Zell just fumed there for a second, mouth open thinking of something to say.
Seifer’s eyes moved down in interest, a smirk forming on his face at the slightly tented material of Zell’s boxers.
“Maybe you’re just annoyed because you liked cuddling with me more than you thought you would.”
“This is so-” He followed Seifer’s gaze down to his shorts. “Traitor!” He hissed at his boxers.
Seifer chuckled.
“This has nothing to do with you!”
“Really?”
“I had a dream!”
“So did I, you were there!” Seifer smirked.
“Ack! I don’t want to know!”
“Was I in your dream?”
“No!” Zell blushed hotly.
“Really? Not even a minor role?” He teased.
“No!” He stomped off. “I’m going to shower.”
“Again?”
“It’s the only place I have away from you!”
Seifer laughed and reached to answer the ringing phone. “Hello? Oh hey Selphie.”
“You sound chipper, anything happened that I should know about?”
“I think it’s going good, Zell dreamt about me last night.” He said loud enough for the little blonde to hear.
The bathroom door opened and very naked Zell stomped out with a towel held over his groin. He grabbed the phone ignoring the larger blonde who obviously checked him out.
“I did NOT dream of Seifer! It was someone else!”
“Who else?”
“I don’t know! It was dark!”
Seifer laughed.
Selphie giggled.
“I mean Selphie how could you think that Seifer and me would make a good couple?”
“Well I just thought-”
“Don’t you ever think again!”
Seifer slipped away to answer the door, taking in the breakfast trolley. Seifer watched Zell talking on the phone while he peeped under the lid to see what was for breakfast.
“Ooh.” He eyed up the plate of fruit, picking up a slice of melon and eating it.
“I just don’t know why you thought that I would find Seifer attractive.”
“Well you do say that you thought-”
“But only to people that didn’t know him, I know him!” He glanced up at Seifer at that point, catching a glimpse of the blonde sucking fruit juice from his fingers after eating some melon slices.
Seifer smiled at him around his fingers, drawing them into his mouth slowly and sucking on them while looking at Zell.
“Ah!” Zell broke eye contact. “What the hell are you doing? You freak!”
Seifer laughed. “Me? I wasn’t doing anything except eating.”
“What? What? Oh I wish I could see what was going on?” Selphie whined.
“There’s nothing to see!” Zell hissed, shoving the phone into Seifer’s hand. “You talk to her, I’m going to have a shower.”
“Don’t you want me to wash your back for you Chickie?”
Zell gave him the finger.
“Oh yeah he definitely wants me!”
~><~
Squall sighed as Irvine walked across his path for the sixth time that day. The cowboy smiled at him acting as if he was surprised and pleased to have seen him there in the corridor. Well it would have been a surprise if it weren’t the fact that he was almost sure that Irvine was following him or at least tracking him.
“I wish you’d stop that.” He told his friend, before he had the chance to leave.
“Stop what?” He asked, looking all confused, acting like he didn’t know. “Stop following me.”
The cowboy smiled. “Squall don’t be so paranoid just because I’m here and you’re here and we’ve seen each other a few times does not mean that I’m following you.”
Squall folded his arms, going into commander mode. “Except that you are following me.”
“I’m-”
Squall glared. “Irvine!”
The cowboy fidgeted. “Well alright maybe I am but it’s the only way I get to see you since you’ve started avoided me.”
“I have not-”
“Squall!”
“Well it’s your fault that I’m avoiding you, you and Selphie.”
“What’s she got to do with it?”
“If she hadn’t sent me on that stupid date then I wouldn’t have gotten a little drunk and then wouldn’t have any reason to avoid you.”
“A little drunk? I was a little drunk, you were more than a little.”
“Whatever.”
Irvine sighed. “That’s still no reason to avoid me, you don’t remember what happened? Fine well I do I’ll tell you.”
He counted the stages on his fingers. “We left the bar and we walked back to garden.”
“I-I-I didn’t- Did I- I mean-”
“Kiss me? Yeah, you’re real handsie when you’ve had a few drinks.”
Squall blushed, fidgeting as he suddenly remembered they were in the middle of the hallway. “This isn’t the best place to talk about this.”
“Then lead the way sexy.”
Squall walked off ahead of him. “Irvine call me that again and I’ll put you in the morgue.”
The cowboy chuckled. “You’ve got to learn to take a compliment.”
Squall lead them into his office not as comfy as it could have been if they went to one of their dorms but Squall probably did that on purpose.
“Continue.” Squall said, standing in front of his desk.
“We got back to garden and I tried to get you into bed. I told you not to wear leather it’s really hard to get you out of it, especially when you kept trying to pull me down on top of you all the time.”
Squall frowned. “Why not take me to my room.”
“You couldn’t remember the door code and after three failed attempts I thought it was best that you slept in my dorm.”
Squall nodded.
“You believe me?”
“Is there any reason why I shouldn’t?”
“No.”
“Right well-” Squall turned away. “I have lots of work to do so if that’s all….”
“And that’s it? That’s the only reason you were avoiding me?”
Squall blushed, images from his dreams flashing through his mind, especially when his eyes landed on the desk. Visions of Irvine sweeping the stuff off his desk, pinning him to it with a knee between his legs and lips on his own filled his head.
“What?” The cowboy asked.
Squall cleared his throat. “Nothing.”
“Why not give it a go?”
“Give what a go?”
“Us.”
Squall scoffed.
“Why not? Seifer and Zell are giving it a whole weekend, we could do that. We can go out in the evening for a few days.”
“I don’t know.”
Irvine closed the gap. “And maybe after that….” He toyed with the collar on Squall’s jacket. “We can try staying in instead.” He yanked Squall forward by his clothes and in for a kiss, one hand going to side of Squall’s face. He mentally smiled when he met no resistance and Squall melted into his arms as if all the arguments had been about nothing and this was something he really wanted.
“Well?”
Squall looked like he was struggling to think of an argument but he was still standing very close to the sexy cowboy, close enough to breathe in his scent, close enough to touch his warm skin.
“….Fine.”
“R-Really?”
“We can go out if you want.”
“And the staying in?”
Squall squirmed. “I’ll think about it.”
Irvine grinned. “That’s all I ask, you won’t regret it.” He left Squall to his work.
“Hope not.” Squall whispered.
~><~
Tbc
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