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Fever	By : RaceUlfson Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Squaresoft did not reply when I asked if I could use their
characters� maybe they couldn�t hear me through the PlayStation� anyway, they
own the characters and I make no profit except in reviews.

If you�ve read this far you know there are always
hints of yaoi and occasional het. Slightly more graphic this time.

Fever: Twelve

Romeo loved Juliet

Juliet, she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said. �Julie, baby, you�re my flame.�
(�Fever� by Peggy Lee)

All Quistis wanted was a chance to clean up, but when Seifer
showed her into the bath, she could not reasonably be expected not to take
advantage of his hospitality.

What kind of people put an enormous sunken stone tub in a
space ship? People after her own heart.

Quistis slipped in to the wonderfully hot water and purred.
There were ewers of exotic oils, just the scent of which brought forth visions
of fantastic flora on alien worlds. She chose the sweet, clean herbal mint and
felt the day�s grief wash away.

It was obvious that Seifer had also contracted the Fever.
Did he give it to Irvine? Why? The cat that had been with Irvine was clearly
one of Seifer�s crew. Was that a bad thing? What did the Fever do? It weakened
Squall and Irvine and was killing Rinoa. Was that Seifer�s fault? Zell was
stronger, as was she, and Selphie was still Selphie as far as Quistis could
tell.

Could she trust Seifer? Why would he lie? Where had he been? Who did he work for?

Why was he here?

Well, that was the extra credit bonus question, wasn�t it?

Quistis leaned back, closed her eyes and made a valiant
attempt to think.

She was awakened by the hot water cycling out.

Flustered, embarrassed and prunified, Quistis quickly washed
her hair and stepped out. She could not bear to put her filthy, blood stiff
clothes back on and chose to wrap up in one of the giant fluffy towels. She
went in search of Seifer, determined to beg a pair of sweats.

The bathroom was off Seifer�s fancy bedroom, where Zell had
been sleeping earlier.

Seifer was sitting on his bed with his back to the bathroom
door, with Zell held in his lap. The smaller blonde had his arms and legs
wrapped tightly around Seifer and seemed to be clinging for dear life. Seifer
was rocking Zell in his arms and making murmured reassuring and encouraging
noises.

Quistis�s first thought was that Zell must have had a
nightmare of some sort, and Seifer was comforting him. Her heart warmed and she
smiled at the scene.

Then Zell lifted his head from Seifer�s shoulder and looked
straight at Quistis. He smiled a slightly strained, sultry grin and arched
back, closing his eyes. His arms and legs tightened and Seifer�s shirt ripped
under the strain. Zell crashed forward and bit Seifer savagely on the shoulder,
drawing blood.

They�re� having sex!

Quistis was going to retreat for the bathroom but Zell had
already seen her. She should leave, she shouldn�t, couldn�t just stand here
while� Well, she was just standing there, no she wasn�t, she was watching and
she could see the flush rise over Zell as he climaxed.

Seifer rocked Zell a bit longer and then stood, holding the
relaxing young man in his arms, and turned to lie him down on the bed. Zell
untangled himself bonelessly from Seifer and smiled sweetly up at him. Seifer
whispered something in return and bent to give the martial artist a quick peck
on the nose.

Seifer stood up and refastened his pants. He winced suddenly
and reached up to gingerly touch the bloody bite on his shoulder. �Dammit,
Kitten, this was my favorite shirt!� He turned and caught sight of Quistis for
the first time.

Quistis could not remember the last time she�d seen Seifer
blush.

�Excuse me,� he mumbled and fled to the bathroom.

Quistis blinked and moved to stand by the bed. Shock and
even amusement were wearing off, replaced by another emotion.

How could he? Zell let Seifer take him, just like that? What
about Squall? What about Irvine? What about her?

Zell was her boyfriend, by default, true, but nevertheless
they were an accepted couple. How could Zell just dump her like this? For
Seifer? Zell knew she had a crush on Seifer!

Quistis knew Zell was homosexual, but she�d had some hopes
for Seifer. How could Seifer do this to her? She was being left out again!

How dare they?!

She looked down at Zell, who opened one blue eye laboriously
and peered at her questioningly.

Quistis fumbled for something to say that didn�t sound
jealous or petty.

Zell managed to get both eyes open but couldn�t hide his
sated, smug state. He took Quistis�s hand in his own small tan one and rubbed
his thumb over the back. �You gonna come with?�

Quistis found she had nothing to say at all.

Zell tugged gently at her hand. �Get in.� He inched over to
make room, ridiculous in the huge bed.

�Zell, I�� Can�t� was on the tip of her tongue to
say. �Shouldn�t. Mustn�t�. Was her whole life to be lived in the
negative?

Maybe they didn�t leave her out. Maybe she was just too
afraid to join in.

Quistis felt rather than heard Seifer. Or maybe she caught
his scent. She lifted her eyes and there he stood, dressed only in the dark raw
silk pants. His golden hair was damp, and her gaze followed a tiny rivulet down
his tawny throat, past the pink newly healed bite, and lower down his muscular
chest.

With effort, Quistis drug her eyes back up to look into
Seifer�s, unaware she was clutching Zell�s hand nearly hard enough to break
bones.

Seifer�s eyes were dark with some emotion Quistis had never seen
before. She felt the force of it, of the question he and Zell were asking.

It could have been the sweet berry scent on Zell, or the
musky sex and maleness smell in the bedroom. It could have been fear of being
left behind, of being left out again.

Maybe it was simply because no one had bothered to ask
before.

Quistis tipped back her head and let the towel she had
wrapped as a turban slide off. She shook her long honey colored hair free.
Quistis gently reclaimed her hand from Zell and undid the tuck that held the
other towel securely around her.

She was in Seifer�s arms before it hit the floor.

Seifer crushed Quistis to him. He had never seen her look
more vulnerable or more beautiful. No longer was she the brassy, bossy
Instructor; now the Quistis Seifer knew and admired resurfaced, intelligent,
sweet, shy. He had a fierce desire to protect her, to take her somewhere safe
and teach her that she was deserving of respect and love and

It was very hard to think with Quistis scorching kisses all
over his throat and chest. Kisses so hot he was surprised they didn�t leave
lipstick-like red burn marks where ever they landed.

Seifer captured her lips with his, trying to still the
frenzy, to give himself a moment to think. Breathless heartbeats later their
lips parted and he realized he wasn�t going to think at all with Quistis in his
arms.

He buried his face in her damp hair, revealing in the scent,
clean, herbal, with a hint of berry�

With great force of will, Seifer pulled away. Quistis
frowned up at him, puzzled. �Hyne, Quis� I didn�t clean out the bath�� How
water-soluble was that Fuck-me goop? Did the residue affect Quistis? He knew
Zell was affected � and so was he. Was she going to hate him later?

Quistis laughed. �You�re thinking of that now? That�s
something I would say.� She ran the inside of her thigh along the
outside of his hip, hooking her leg around so she could rub her heel down the
back of his thigh.

Seifer scooped her up in his arms. He was used to being the
bad boy and all this concern for others was exhausting. He�d given both Quistis
and Zell opportunities to back out. Now he was going to take what he wanted.

Zell was up on his knees on the bed, watching them. He had
already pushed back the covers to make room for Quistis and Seifer.

Seifer smiled at Zell as he gently placed Quistis on the bed
next to him. Zell snuggled down next to
her, spooning to Quistis� back as he smoothed her hair out of the way.

Seifer stripped off and slipped into the giant bed. He kissed
Quistis again and leaned over her slightly to kiss Zell.

Zell reached around and caught one of Quistis� hands,
holding her tight. He kissed her hair, her nape, and started on her ears with
nibbles and licks, making her squirm.

Seifer took Quistis� other hand and nibbled each fingertip.
He nipped gently down every finger and licked the sensitive places between. He
pressed hard kisses to the palm of her hand before moving up the underside of
her arm with kisses, licks, and gentle bites.

Zell had moved down Quistis� throat to her shoulder. He let
go of her hand, which fluttered like a lost butterfly. Zell slid one arm under
Quis so he could hug her against him as his hands caressed her belly.

Quistis wanted to devour Seifer with kisses, but Zell
wouldn�t let her go. She wanted to turn and touch Zell, too, but Seifer held
her. She writhed between them, wanting.

Seifer moved to her breasts, breathing over them, watching
the pink nipples rise and tighten into hard little nubs. He sampled one, and Quistis
moaned.

Zell moved his kisses back up to Quistis� ears, but his
hands worked lower, massaging her ass, stroking her hip.

As Seifer suckled, his right hand found Zell�s and their
fingers intertwined, hands resting on Quistis� hip. Seifer let his left hand
trail down Quistis� belly to the heat below.

Quistis bucked up when he touched her. �Hyne!� She clutched
at Seifer, dimly aware of Zell chuckling in her ear. She could feel his
hardness pressed up against the globes of her ass.

Seifer switched to the other breast. He reclaimed his hand
from Zell and starting gently exploring Quistis, petting her. Zell carefully
spread her legs to give Seifer more room, leaving her feeling helpless and open
and breathless.

It felt wonderful, but all too soon it was too much. Quistis
felt the familiar rush, and her breath caught. �Oh, Hyne� oh, enough, enough.�

Seifer paused. �Hurt you?�

�No, I�� She was embarrassed at coming so quickly. �I�m
done.� As always, there was the left down, the vague dirty feeling, the urge to
take a bath.

�Done?� Zell said incredulously. �Are you sure?� He had no
personal experience with women, but Irvine said they could go all night.

Seifer laughed, his wicked bad boy laugh that gave her
chills. �Well, we�re not. I�m not convinced you are, either.� He found her sensitive nub and rubbed a
gentle circle around it.

Quistis almost leapt off the bed. �Hyne!�

�You�re just warming up, Quisty.� He continued to tease
there.

Zell smiled and went back to work on Quistis� throat and
shoulder, his small strong hands massaging her ass, her back, her belly and the
insides of her thighs.

�Sorry, I don�t have much � Sweet Hyne,
Seeeeeeiiferrrrrrr�. Much experience��
Quistis gasped again and completely lost her train of thought.

Seifer paused. �Quis� is this your first time? Are you sure
you want this?�

For an answer, she wrapped all available limbs around him
and pulled Seifer as close as possible, bucking her hips.

�Better give the lady what she wants, Seif.�

Seifer leaned over and kissed Zell to silence. Then he
turned back to Quistis, looking down into eyes as deeply blue as a mountain
lake. �You�re sure?�

Quistis ground herself into him.

Seifer lowered himself onto her. And into her.

Quistis had heard it was supposed to hurt, but it didn�t.
There was a sort of oddness that quickly passed and then she was wonderfully
stretched and filled with him. She could feel his pulse inside her, and then he
moved, gently, carefully at first, then not so gently and

Sweet Hyne

Somehow she was lying on top of Zell, his knees to either
side of her waist, her head on his muscular chest. Zell held her hands, kissing
her wrists and palms and fingers as Quistis flexed them, not wanting him to
stop but wanting to get a grip on Seifer.

Seifer was over her and in her and his arms were under her,
holding her up and caressing Zell�s ass and his lips were everywhere and she
was going mad.

They found their rhythm and all moved together. Quistis could
feel little waves of pleasure lapping at her. Zell released her hands and she
clutched at Seifer�s shoulders. Zell reached under Quistis, lifting her
slightly, offering her to Seifer who growled low in his throat.

The change in angle was enough to set of a chain reaction in
Quistis and she thrashed violently, trying to pull Seifer deeper into her. The
wave crashed over and she was coming, really coming, not just the little snips
of pleasure she allowed herself while masturbating, but truly climaxing. Seifer
filled her; she could feel his seed release into her, just as she felt Zell
spill his against her back.

Quistis was gasping, or maybe screaming, she wasn�t sure
which. And then she was done, sticky and sleepy and happy and safe, cuddled
between her two loves. They rained kiss after kiss on each other and all over
her, but all Quis could do was purr.

Seifer was once again hiding on the bridge from his guests.
He was slumped in the command chair.

I raped them
both. They were under the influence of drugs, I took advantage of that, and I
raped Zell and Quistis.

If I�m the rapist, why am I covered with bites and
scratches bruises? Why am I the one who can barely walk?

Aloud, he said, �I�m surprised my hair hasn�t gone snow white.�

Host soothed. The bathroom has been cleaned. The sheets
and towels are washed. The air tanks have been purged.

�Where�d you blow the tanks?�

Over the Galbadian base. They were rude to Quistis.

�Heh. I hope they�re all walking funny tomorrow.�

Seifer� incoming message from Black Mountain.

Seifer straightened in the command chair even though his
King could not see him. �Sir.�

Host focused its individual components to receive, protect,
and transmit. All visible ges paused, eyes dilating, whiskers trembling.
Through out the ship was a steady, subsonic hum.

Seifer listened intently. He bowed his head. �Yes, Sir.�

The ges shook themselves free and scrambled back to work.
Seifer punched the intercom for the master bedchamber.

�Zell? Wake up Quis. We got big trouble in Esthar!�

Thanks for reviewing and staying with us on this. Next stop,
Esthar and Squall!
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