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Matchmaker, matchmaker
By : Purplepenguin
Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Chapter 16.
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Notes: Starts with Ir/Sq but halfway through turns into S/Z. Also there is a slight BJ if that bothers you don’t read it.
………
Irvine dug into Squall’s wardrobe, throwing him a skin tight shirt. “You can wear this.”
The brunette frowned. “I haven’t wore that for ages, don’t think I can still get into it.”
“’Course you can darlin’ I’ll help.” He took it off Squall. “Arms up.”
Squall did as he was told, wincing as the cowboy pulled the material down hard over his head, his arms bending painfully to get them into the sleeves but finally he was in… all mostly.
Irvine pulled the material down to Squall’s waist only to have it pop back up revealing his stomach.
Squall frowned. “I can’t go out like this.”
“Why not? I think you look hot.”
“You’d be happy if I went out naked.”
“But then I’d have to fight everyone else off you.” He stepped back to admire Squall. “Trust me you look good.”
“I don’t know.” Again he tried to pull his top down. “Don’t girls have tops like this?”
“And guys, hot guys.” He looked downwards. “Especially with those pants.”
“I always wear these.”
Squall had the usual black leather pants on with a black studded belt.
“You’re good to go.”
Squall frowned. “Do we have to go out tonight?”
“Yes!”
“But it’s the last day of the festival, can’t we go out tomorrow night when it’s gone.”
“No.” Irvine chuckled. “It’ll be fun and as it’s later there’ll be little to no kids. You know what happens at midnight don’t you? Adults only.” He wiggled his eyebrows at him.
“Great.” Squall said with no enthusiasm at all.
Irvine looped their arms together and led Squall out the door and into town.
It was 11:00 when they got into Balamb, the stage was all lit up and a band played alternative rock music. People was standing around watching, some casually dancing or swaying to the beat.
“You owe me a dance.”
At Squall’s horrified look he added. “Later.”
The brunette sighed, hoping that later never came. He watched Irvine walk to a van selling drinks and things, he looked around the place that was normally so quiet. He jumped when a girl bashed into his arm, not looking where she was going.
He glared at her.
“Sorry.”
He glared harder.
“Jeez I said I was sorry what’s wrong with you?”
She looked familiar but he couldn’t place it so he turned away to see Irvine walking back towards him, handing him a plastic cup of…. What he guessed as beer.
He took a sip and grimaced. It was beer but not very good stuff, bit too pale like they had watered it down to make it go further.
He looked to his right and frowned at the girl who had bumped into him and now had her tongue down some guy’s throat, standing onto her tip toes into a short black skirt.
“What is it? You know her?”
And that’s when he remembered. “I’ve seen her picture somewhere before…. That- that’s Amy carter.”
“Friend of yours?”
He frowned. “She applied to join our garden last week.”
“Oh, you said yes?”
“I won’t now. Have you seen what she’s wearing?” He eyed the girl in her black corset top and really short skirt
The cowboy tried to smother the smirk but he didn’t succeed. “Yeah I did.”
Squall frowned at him. “Urg.”
“Oh come on Squall.” He laughed. “Don’t be like that, I’m a guy I was only looking.”
“Hmph.”
“This is what I was talking about, stop acting like you’re 70, you’re 17 live a little.”
“I don’t think drinking excessively and throwing up in public is living.”
“Neither do I.” He led Squall through the crowds. “I know what you’d enjoy.”
“Going home?” He asked hopefully.
“No, this.” He pointed a giant swan with a seat in it. “It’s a ride, get on.”
Squall stepped onto the swan, sitting in the seat wincing at the slightly wet seat. “Irvine I think this is for couples.”
“We are a couple remember?”
“I mean girl and boy couples.”
“What’s the difference?”
“For a start I don’t go all mushy from riding onto a huge swan and I really hope neither do you.” He watched the girl in charge of the ride shut the little swan door and wished them luck. Their swan moved away from the pier. “We have the tunnel of love to expect.” Irvine told him. “And the water sprays.”
“Why are those fun? I’ll get wet.”
“But if you’re ever with a girl make sure they wear a white top.”
The brunette frowned. “Why?”
His lover grinned at him.
“Oh.” Squall said in understanding. “Pervert.”
Irvine shrugged.
The tunnel loomed into front of them. “What’s so special about this tunnel?”
“You get it on in the tunnel, everybody does it.”
“Everyone.”
Irvine nodded.
“And how many times have you had someone in that tunnel then?”
“A couple of times.”
“Do I know them?”
“You might.” He grinned.
Squall watched the tunnel get closer. “Pretty short tunnel.”
“It’s longer than it looks.” He eyed Squall.
“You’re not fucking me in that tunnel.”
“What? Why?” He looked so disappointed, reaching down to adjust himself.
“Oh my god, you got a hard on thinking about the tunnel didn’t you?”
He shrugged.
“You’re such a pervert Kinneas.”
“I know.” He fidgeted. “Could I at least get a blowjob?”
Squall frowned.
“Please?”
Their swan moved into the tunnel and Squall slid to the small floor space of their transport.
Irvine grinned. “See? We’ll make an exhibitionist of you yet.”
Squall unzipped his lover’s pants roughly.
“Careful!”
“Shut up Irvine.”
He wrapped his hand around the cowboy’s hard cock, freeing him from his pants and wrapped his lips around the tip of him.
With his hand reaching down to cup his heavy balls, he took all of him in one go. Never one to mess around, especially when in a short tunnel that could run out on them at any moment. Lips wrapped around the base of his lover’s cock he sucked hard, bobbing his head slowly, seemingly too slowly for Irvine.
The cowboy ran his hands into Squall’s hair tugging, frustrated at the slow pace. He tried to thrust into his lover’s mouth, trying to get deeper faster into that tempting wet heat.
The brunette had been holding the cowboy down, but his grip slackened and he let him thrust upwards to met his lips at his pace, holding the brunette’s hair he fucked his mouth for a few thrusts until he stiffened, leaning back against the neck the their swan with a low moan.
Squall swallowed his lover’s come, licking him clean before he pulled away, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth he got up and sat back in his seat.
Irvine pulled him close with grin. “That was nice.” He said, one arm around Squall. He put himself back into his pants with the other hand.
He laid a hand over the bulge in Squall’s tight leather pants. “That can’t be comfy, want me to help with that?”
He shrugged. “If you’re quick about it.”
Irvine smiled and unzipped Squall’s pants. “No problem.”
…..
The blondes arrived in Balamb again sadly their long weekend was over, back to garden, back to work. Zell took in a deep breath breathing in the salty sea air.
“Home.” He grinned at Seifer. “Smell it?”
“Yeah but FH smells just the same.”
Zell shook his head. “No! Balamb smells more… homey.”
Seifer just smiled and shook his head. “Uh oh.” He said, looking ahead at the small yellow Selphie shaped missile that headed towards them.
“You’re back!” She hugged Zell, throwing herself at him. “Did anything happen that I should know about?” She turned to hug Seifer.
“Careful.” Zell warned.
“Why?” Selphie gave the older man a light poke, seeing him wince. “What happened?” He punched Zell lightly. “You broke him!”
“Me? Why does everyone blame me?”
“We had a little accident on a fishing trip yesterday.” Seifer explained.
“Got attacked.”
“Monsters?”
“Trees.”
She frowned. “Trees? Tree monsters?”
Seifer nodded. “I think so.” He snorted. “But Zell thinks there’s a ancient Indian burial ground.”
“Hey! It was a suggestion!”
Selphie giggled. “Well now that you’re back….” She bounced on his toes slightly. “I want to know everything!” She latched onto Seifer. “And you’re going to tell me!”
“I am?”
“Yep!” She waved her hands at Zell. “You go away we have things to talk about.”
“What? Can’t I come too?”
“Now how do you expect us to talk about you when you’re there?”
“You’re going to talk about me? Nothing bad I hope.”
Seifer gave him a look. “Don’t worry I have no problem explaining all the bad things to you later.”
Zell stomped his foot. “Hey!”
Selphie tried to pull Seifer along. “Come on let’s go have that girly talk.”
“A what talk?”
Zell laughed. “Bye girls.”
Seifer bristled, turning to go back in insult Zell some more but Selphie wouldn’t let him. “Come on I’m sure you can manage to be apart for a couple of hours, let’s go Seify.”
“Wait!” Zell said.
Selphie sighed. “What is it this time?”
“What do you want me to do with this?” Zell had been carrying Seifer’s bag too, as it was a back pack and he couldn’t put on because his injuries. “Give me your key and I’ll drop it off in your dorm.”
Seifer threw him his door key. “You better not lose that Chickie.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Once they were inside garden Selphie latched onto Seifer’s arm, causing him to frown and try to shake her off but she persisted.
“Sooooo tell me everything!”
“There’s nothing to tell.”
She elbowed him gently. “How’d it go?”
“How’d what go?”
“Oh come on Seifer I want to know things. Like did you and Zell get it on? How come you’re all friendly now but not…..” She waved a hand in a gesture of thinking of a word. “Friendly friendly.”
“You know we never were at each other’s throats or anything we still tease each other but he stayed up with me when I had the concussion so I’m trying to cut him some slack that’s all.”
“That’s all?”
They walked into the cafeteria.
“You didn’t kiss him?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
He frowned at her hoping she would go away but she just blinked hopefully at him.
“I was going to but then sanity kicked in and I thought better of it.”
“Oh but you could still-”
“No!”
“No?”
“No.”
“Oh.” She visibly deflated. “Oh, I was so hopeful for the two of you.”
“Yeah well get over it, I have.”
She gave him a look.
“Or at least it’s on my to do list.” He corrected.
She slapped him on the arm. “Well you know what they say plenty more fish in the sea.”
He glared. “I knew you would say that.”
She was back to grinning again as they joined the end of the lunch queue. “You’ve got to get back in the saddle.” She made a gesture of grabbing reins. “And remember you’re a member of my agency until the day you die.”
“What?! I was hoping to find someone before then!”
“Even if you get married and have 4 children, a dog and picket fence you’ll always be a member just in case.”
“In case?”
“In case in very tragic circumstances your wife, children and dog get murdered and someone smashes down the picket fence.”
“Oh.” He frowned. “You’ve thought way too much about this.”
“Uh huh.”
“Maybe it’s time you went and got a life of your own.”
She hit him again but less gentle this time, he rubbed his sore arm.
“Now now don’t be like that I’m good at what I do I’ll find you someone.”
“You’re good at this? You’re single!”
“So? I’ll have you know I’ve have success stories!”
“Who?”
“Lucy and penny.”
He frowned. “Lucy’s a lesbian?”
“Yes of course where have you been?”
He shook his head, telling the lady at the counter what he wanted for lunch.
“Suki and Rikuo.”
Selphie ordered her food and they headed for an empty table.
“That’s two couples who’s the third.”
She pointed to Irvine who sat alone at a table picking at his salad.
“Irvine? Well that’s not difficult I mean the guy’s hardly fussy is he? Who’s the poor sap you set Irvine upon then?”
She nodded to the door. Seifer turned and only saw Squall. “I don’t see anyone.”
She nodded more, head cocked to the side nodding as if she had some strange nodding disease.
“What, Squall? No way!”
“Yes way!”
“No!” He shook his head. “No, that’s impossible.” He continued to shake his head until he watched open mouthed as their commander walked straight over to the cowboy’s table.
Irvine grinned at him and greeted him a kiss.
Seifer stared in shock.
“Believe me now?”
Squall looked over his shoulder and frowned at Seifer. Then Irvine glanced over at him too. The pair finally got up and left rather than get stared at.
Seifer looked back at Selphie. “Okay so maybe you’re better at this than I thought.”
“Told you!”
“Fine I believe in you but lay off setting me up for a while okay.”
“But I thought you agreed. Plenty more fish and all that.”
“Yeah yeah and I want a fish but not right now.”
“You should have a date tonight.”
“Tonight? I’ve only just got back!”
“Right, no time to sulk and pine over Zell then.”
“I’m not pining I’ll- I’ll agree to your thing…. Next week.”
“Friday!”
“That’s the day after tomorrow!”
“Exactly! Come on I’ll set you up for Friday, okay?”
He frowned. “Will you stop bugging me if I agree?”
“Yes.”
“Then fine I’ll have a stupid date if it’ll shut you up.”
She grinned. “Good, I’ll get a good one for you this time you’ll see.”
~><~
Tbc
Notes: Of course Zell wants Seifer but he’s an idiot! Next chapter he’ll get a cure to his idiot-ness
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