Let Us Love You

Chapter 7:


Sleep drifted away from his mind and he forced his blue-gray eyes open. At first he was met with the bare chest of his lover causing him to smile faintly. Then he turned his head and saw light creeping between and underneath the curtains signifying it was already well past sunrise. A yawn erupted from his lips and he carefully moved himself off the sleeping cowboy, not wanting to wake him just yet.

Squall slipped off of the bed, glanced back to his lover before heading off to the bathroom. He quickly washed himself of the night’s previous activities and donned a towel around his waist. A pair of cotton black pants were pulled up over his narrow hips and tied in the front to make them stay up. The towel was then used to dry his hair as best as he could before it was tossed into the hamper. A brush was quickly run through his russet locks and then he headed out of the bedroom, letting Irvine catch up on some sleep.

The commander looked through the kitchen and found a cook book hidden in one of the drawers. Pages were turned after they were skimmed quickly before he stopped on a page, his sweet tooth making itself known. His finger tapped on the page and kept it open, blue-gray eyes quickly reading over the ingredients. Once the ingredients were memorized, he quickly went through the kitchen to find each ingredient and put them out on the counter.

"I hope he likes cinnamon rolls," he murmured out to himself before he began making their breakfast.

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Irvine turned in the bed and pulled a pillow close to his chest, wanting nothing more than to sleep. However, there two things wrong with this picture and only one thing right. Yes, he was blissfully naked under the warm bedding which brought a smile to his lips at the memory of last night. But, one: he was alone in bed when his beautiful commander should have been the one he was cuddling, not the pillow. Two: The scent of something mouthwateringly sweet reached his nose and made his stomach grumble violently.

Violet eyes were forced open and with a groan, he pushed himself to his feet. He walked nude down the hall to the bathroom and showered quickly, feeling slightly sore from last night’s love making session, but he didn’t mind. It was all worth it.

With the towel wrapped around his waist, the scent only grew stronger, causing him to venture into the kitchen. Violet eyes widened when he saw Squall pulling a pan of homemade cinnamon rolls from the oven.

“Since when do you know how to bake?”


Squall set the pan down and moved his hand over it, trying to help the cooling process. "When you don't have a family to return you, you tend to pick up a few things when you are bored. I also figured I would be spending most of my life alone so I knew I would need to know how to cook," he replied, taking off one of the oven mittens while keeping the other on. The cinnamon rolls were carefully and quickly taken from the pan and placed on a large plate set to the side. Then he grabbed the second batch of cinnamon rolls and stuck them in the oven, timer being set.

Done with that, he finally turned around and leaned against the oven. Blue-gray eyes trailed up his lover's frame, lips twitching slightly at seeing him clad in only a towel. The mitten was taken off and set on top of the oven before he shortened the gap between the two. "Nice outfit," he murmured out softly and then pushed his lips deep into the cowboy's. An arm wrapped itself around the taller man's waist pulling him further into the commander.

Irvine smiled as they kissed and wrapped his arms around his love’s waist. “I’m glad you like it…its from Esthar’s summer collection…” He murmured against Squall’s lips before reluctantly pulling back.

He placed a quick kiss on the russet haired man’s forehead. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He said with a smile and watched as Squall started pouring the frosting he had made over the cinnamon rolls.

He quickly retreated into the bedroom and slipped on a pair of loose pajama bottoms since it was the first thing he grabbed and brushed out his long hair, pulling it into a low ponytail. It was starting to warm up a bit and he knew today was going to be pretty warm. A mental note was made to turn on the ac in a bit before going back out to his love.

The sniper moved forward and wrapped arm around Squall, pulling him to his chest and trailing kisses down the side of his neck. “Anything you need me to do, darlin’?” He whispered, flicking his tongue across the perfect earlobe.

Squall fought the shudder that ran down his spine at the kisses. He leaned into the embrace and stole a deep kiss from the cowboy before he pulled away, not wanting to get too aroused during breakfast. "You could stop being a tease and get the two of us something to drink while I do the dishes. I would rather not have a big mess when the second batch is done," he replied to his lover with soft blue-gray eyes.

At seeing his nod, he turned and began stacking up the dishes. However he turned quickly and smacked the wandering hand as it moved closer to the plate of rolls. "Not until the second batch is done," he muttered to his companion. At the pout that was produced, he only stuck his tongue out and returned to collecting the dishes. Once all dishes were collected, he dumped them into the already hot, soapy water. Giving a glance back to make sure Irvine wasn't going after the rolls again, he began cleaning the dishes completely ignoring the fact that there was a dishwasher.

Irvine smirked as he saw his commander turn to the sink. He ignored the urge to move to the sink and pull Squall’s pert rear against his hips and instead, reached into the cabinet and removed a can of coffee.

Searching through the drawers, he found a can opener and the coffee filters before beginning to brew coffee for the two of them. He moved over to the counter and hopped easily onto it as he watched Squall put the last dish into the drying rack.

“Its gonna be pretty hot today, how about we go take a swim?” He asked, his stomach growling as he waited for Squall to finish.

Squall washed the last remains of soap from his hands before shutting off the water. "Sounds fine," he replied lightly while drying off his hand. For a reason unknown to him, he felt quite lighthearted at the moment. There was something that had returned inside his heart that he thought he lost when he was a child. The commander was not complaining though, it was nice not to be so cold.

A soft ding echoed through the kitchen signifying the second batch was done. Oven mittens were slipped on and then he took out the batch, carefully placing each hot roll onto the plate. The pan was picked up and set in the sink for later cleaning and the mittens returned to the drawer they came from. Squall picked up the plate and set it down on the table, plucking one up and plopping down in a chair. "When is Selph coming?" he asked softly before taking a bite of the sweet, sticky roll.

Irvine grinned at seeing the look of pure bliss that crossed Squall’s face when he bit into the cinnamon roll. He took a bite of his own and let out a soft ‘mmm’ at the explosion of sweetness hitting his taste buds. “She’ll be here sometime today. It depends on how quickly they were able to return from the mission last night.” He said, feeling even more happiness knowing that the last in their trio will be arriving today.

He watched as he grabbed a second roll after taking his vitamin. “I woulda never guessed that you had such a sweet tooth.” He said, his smile growing before he continued.

“Maybe we could take Sefie out to the springs tonight. I know that’s one of the things she wanted to do the most when Laguna told her about the cabin.” He said a he savored the last of his cinnamon roll.

Squall stuck his tongue out Irvine at his words. "It's one of my weaknesses. I have always loved sweets," he chuckled back. The cinnamon roll he had was finished and he grabbed another one. He moved to take a bite but stop and pulled it back, laughing at the sticky sweetness stuck on his cowboy's nose.

The roll was set back down on the plate and he pushed himself up from the chair. He walked over to Irvine and winked before licking the sweet goo from the tip of his nose. "Are you always this messy?" he murmured out lowly, fingers moving to push back a few stray locks of hair.

“Only if I’m sure I’ll get a response like the one I’m getting now, darlin’.” He grinned before pulling Squall into his lap and kissing his lips softly, tasting the uniqueness that was Squall along with the sweet cinnamon that was from the cinnamon rolls on their lips.

He nipped lightly at Squall’s full and supple lower lip before trailing down side of his neck. He turned Squall in his lap so that they were now chest to chest. He reveled in his loves sweet kisses and was perfectly content doing just that.

His arms wrapped around Squall and his head became buried in the crook of his loves neck. Nimble fingers trailed lazily across Squall’s lower back.

Soon, a roaring sound filled the air, causing the cabin to shake a bit before the sound died down. A smile graced his lips as he sat the russet haired man on his feet and retreated to the bedroom. He grabbed a t-shirt and slipped it on before coming back out, retrieving Squall’s hand and leading him out to where the Ragnorak was lifting off from the beach.

As they left the clearing, a blur of yellow darted towards them. “Irvy! Squall!!”

A grin traced his lips as Selphie launched herself into Squall’s arms and wrapped her arms and legs around his muscular form. She smiled brightly at him before kissing his lips passionately.


The commander didn't have to time to think as he was pounced upon by a yellow blur. There was a bright smile tossed at him before lips were pushed deep into his own. It took a few seconds to recover from Selphie's attack and he pushed back softly into the kiss, arms wrapping under her rear to keep her up. Fingers trailed across the hem of her dress while the kiss continued, blue-gray eyes now closed.

When the kiss broke, he smiled down at the bundle of joy. "Hey Selph," he murmured out softly, blue-gray eyes holding a gentleness too them that had not been there when he had last seen the hyperactive woman. The commander was quite glad to see her though he knew he would have gotten along fine with just Irvine. It was just nice to have the third member of their trio finally here.

Irvine watched, his heart warmed as their little vixen kissed Squall once more causing, the gunblade master’s thumb to rub lovingly at the former messenger’s thigh.
”I missed you guys so much!” She said happily, hugging him tightly.

Slowly, she slid to the ground and was immediately scooped up into the strong arms of her sniper. She squealed happily and kissed Irvine with equal passion before being placed back on the ground. She felt Squall grab her bags as turned to face them both. “Well lets go inside so you two can tell me all about what you two have been up to…plus its kinda hot out here.”

She jumped onto Irvine’s back and felt his hands grip her thighs, and sighed happily as they returned to the cabin. Once inside, Irvine switched on the air conditioner allowed the emerald-eyed girl to remove her sandals.

Her nose caught the scent of something sweet that made her mouth water. “Cinnamon rolls!” She said and nabbed on from the table. She took a bite and allowed a moan to escape her lips, her eyes closing in delight. “Oh Hyne these are good!”

Irvine wrapped his arm around the gunblade master and kissed the top of his head. “Squall made ‘em.” He said happily.

“Geez Squall, I didn’t know you could cook like this. I already know between you and Irvy, I’m gonna turn into a butterball!” She said with a grin before taking the last bite of the cinnamon roll. She went over to the sink and rinsed off her sticky finger before gesturing for them to go over to the couch.

Irvine and Squall and Selphie moved between them , her head resting in the russet haired man’s lap, he thighs draped on Irvine’s lap. She took the sniper’s hand in her small one and met the blue eyes she loved. “So Squallie, you feelin’ better?”

Squall nodded running his bare fingers through her silky dark brown locks. "Yes. I can actually say I have been relaxing and catching up on the much needed sleep," he replied giving her a soft smile he no longer was afraid to hide. Blue-gray eyes looked down to Selphie before moving to Irvine that smile staying upon his lips. "I have both of you to thank you for it. Right now I would probably be trying to work myself to death again and still hidden within myself. But thanks to you both, I actually like I belong somewhere and don't have to hide myself."

The commander's free hand grabbed onto the cowboy's chin and pulled him over, stealing a loving kiss. Then he bent down and stole a kiss from his other hyperactive lover. "I care for you both deeply and I really appreciate everything you guys have done for me."

Selphie felt her hear flutter in her chest when she watched her two love’s kiss then again when his lips descended upon her own.

“No need to thank us Squallie, we love you.” She said plainly, her thumb still running across the back of Irvine’s hand. “We were so worried about you…but you look so much better. You look relaxed, your color has come back and you smile. That the one thing that I love seeing on you.”

She looked up and saw him smile once more. “You look even more sexy when you smile like that…” She said smiled sweetly, a blush tinting her cheeks.

The sat like that for the better part of an hour, sharing sweet kisses and gentle caresses, simply enjoying the quiet conversation and words of endearment that were being past between the trio. Green eyes eventually glanced up to the clock and saw that it was already mid afternoon.

The warm sunlight shone through the curtains, kissing the porcelain skin of her cheeks as she remembered something that she had packed away in one of her bags. A mischievous grin traced her lips as she looked up to her boys.

“Hey guys, how bout we go down to the beach for a while?”

Squall smiled faintly and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. "That sounds nice," he muttered out softly, looking to Selphie then to Irvine. Pushing himself up from the couch he made his way towards his room, opening and closing the door. He moved over to where his clothes were and rummaged through them, trying to find the only pair of shorts he had. Finding the black article, he pulled it out and tossed it to the bed. Then he took out his usual white shirt and tossed that onto the bed.

'This will be a first in a while...' he thought to himself stretching out for a moment. Stifling a yawn, he went over to the bed and quickly dressed himself. The black shorts were pulled up to his hips and fastened and then his white shirt was pulled over his head. A hand ran through his russet locks and he pulled his griever necklace out, letting it lay against the soft fabric of his shirt. 'Not what I usually wear... but comfortable..'

Selphie watched her commander retreat to the bedroom and turned to her sniper. With a grin, she jumped into his arms and kissed him deeply. Irvine’s arms around her and kissed her with equal passion before allowing his little spitfire to slide down his body.

“We missed ya sweetie…” He murmured against her neck as he placed soft kisses against her flesh.

“We better go get ready!” She said happily and grabbed her bag before darting to the bathroom.

Irvine smiled and shook his head before going to the bedroom he had been sharing with Squall. As he entered, he smiled when he saw his lover adjusting his shorts. The sniper walked over to him and wrapped his arms around Squall’s waist.

“Mmm…you should wear shorts more often darlin, you look good in em.” He said and laughed when Squall huffed. He kissed the gunblade master before releasing him and grabbing his own shorts from his bag.

Pants and boxers were removed before deep red board shorts were slipped over hips. He pulled out a white beater and slipped the form-fitting article over his head.

“Are you guys ready?” Selphie asked and knocked on the door before slipping in the room. She took in the sight of her men and sat the bag that she had packed with blankets and towels near the door.

“You guys look really sexy…” She said giving them a feral yet mischievous grin. She moved forward and took their hands in hers.

“Lets go have some fun boys!” She said and as they left the bedroom, Irvine grabbed the bag.

Making a quick stop in the kitchen, she quickly filled an ice chest with snacks, beer and water. Squall picked up the chest and she happily led her men out to the beach.


AN: Sorry about the delay! Life has been very busy for the both of us and it has taken me (Ezzy) Some time to break this chapter up. I hope to get the juicy part of this chapter up by tomrrow at the earliest and the end of the week at the latest. Please don't forget to review. We really do appreciate all of the support of our readers!

Angel (Shadowbeaw) and Ezzy (Ezri-Candy)
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