Longing | By : WolfessSanu Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Pairing~ SeiferxSquall
Rating~ NC-17
Warnings~ Yaoi, non-con, angst, AU, supernatural, torture, and mild sap.
Summary~ Squall, a human, has been cursed with eternal life. He has been kept prisoner because he harbors a terrible power that belongs to his captor’s enemy, a blonde vampire that is Squall’s soulmate.
Squall POV
They are here again, sneering down at me, laughing at the torment they force upon me. The pain that my captors inflict on me is little compared to the fierce longing that I have to be with my soulmate and give him this power that is stored for him in my body. Hyne, it hurts, this power is too strong for a mere human to harbor. A sharp kick is delivered into my stomach, pain shooting through my fragile form. I lower my head, chocolate locks falling into my face, hiding my lips as they form a breathy gasp of my lost soulmate’s name.
Seifer…
More kicks come and then their hands are upon me, running roughly over my torn garments to remove them. Tears fall silently down my face as my buttocks is spread apart and a dry and hard cock is forced repeatedly into my torn entrance. I scream, but it falls on deaf ears and I can’t make myself feel apathy at his pleasured moans and grunts as he violates me. The partner of the one that is taking me sinks his sharp fangs into my vulnerable neck and another cry of pain escapes me. I tried my hardest to block it out and let my mind fall into a sweet memory. A memory of him.
His boastful laughter filled my delighted ears as he grinned at me, his blonde hair shining. His Adonis features gleamed handsomely in the daylight as he appraised me with his eyes.
“I did it. I was accepted into the vampire covenant. Shame that they couldn’t make me immortal now. They have to wait until I’m eighteen.” His fifteen year old features softened at my terrified expression.
“Squall…what’s wrong, dear one.” I smiled gently at his tender nickname for me. Best friends always had secret names for one another and Seifer called me Lion or dear one.
“You are leaving me today, aren’t you?” I asked, afraid that he was. I hated to be alone.
Another scream left me as I tried to refocus on this precious memory, I needed it. It was all that I had now, two hundred years after Seifer had left.
“Awwww, are you going to miss me, Lion? Don’t worry, I got you a gift today. A promise.” My eyes widened as he pulled a long chain adorned with a lion roaring proudly as it sat on a cross. My name. Overwhelmed at this sentiment, I buried my face into his firm chest as he latched the pendant around my neck.
“I promise that as soon as I gain my immortality, I will come and get you. Best friends are always together. It won’t matter that you’re a human. I will hold you close to my heart, forever.” He murmured, returning my embrace. Tears of joy fell from my eyes and I pulled back to look into his jade eyes.
“I’ll be waiting here for you. I promise that I’ll hold you closest to my heart so when you come back, you’ll find me.” He grinned, pleased at this.
“Until then, dear Lion hearted one.”
But I wasn’t there. The vampire finishes drinking from my neck as his partner’s cum floods my channel. They left me here on the dirty stone floor, ashamed and mourning. I wasn’t there…because at the same instant that Seifer gained his immortality, I did also and a great power that belonged to my soulmate awakened within me to be kept safe until my beloved came to get me. Somehow I’ve always known that I belonged to Seifer. I often wonder if at that time of him leaving his humanity, did he discover what I discovered, that we belonged to one another? Maybe it would be kinder to him if he never found out that I am still alive. He is a strong vampire lord now. I have heard my tormentor’s whispers of his assent to glory and I am happy for him. But my selfish side longs for him to rescue me and bring me into his strong embrace. I have lost everything, even his promise, Griever. It was snapped in my struggle before being brought into this barren cell. That was two hundred years ago and I still appear as a seventeen year old despite my starved and fragile body. I am immortal. They could drink from me endlessly and my veins would never dry. They don’t waste food on me because I don’t require it. I will not die from starvation. Nor dehydration. So, now I am a pitiful existence that constantly hungers, thirsts, and longs for things that may have been. Again I whisper, wishing that he was here by my side, if only to offer me comfort.
Seifer…
Seifer POV
My jade eyes open lazily as I gaze at my counselor and friend. Quistis rolls her eyes in annoyance and Irvine shrugs, amused.
“You haven’t been listening to a thing I have told you, have you?” She questioned good naturally. I tilt my head slightly.
“No, Quisty, I heard the first words and then I decided not to listen.” I smirk as she frowns. Surely she is used to this.
“Then, how are you going to spend your day? I have laid out your schedule and you didn’t hear it.” She complained. I think and then smile.
“I will visit Fuijin and Raijin. I have not seen them for awhile and we are close to my hometown. Will my great, masterful counselor permit a lowly vampire like me to do this?” I tease. I outrank every vampire and I constantly use this as light hearted material for Quistis. She smirks.
“Oh yes, lowly slave. You may go, don’t disappoint me.” We burst out laughing and Irvine tips his cowboy hat at me.
“Have a good time.” He walks away and Quistis joins him. I grin and exit out tavern that vampires lodge in when away from the covenant. Humans don’t flee from me because I am gentle with them, having more tolerance than most with their gentle race. When I look at them I am reminded of my childhood friend who has long passed from this realm to the next. Squall…
“Seifer! Come in, Raine has fixed dinner for us!”
“Teach me how to fight with the blade.”
“I’ll always be your best friend.”
“I’ll be waiting here. I promise…”
I blink and sadness enters my eyes as I enter Ashta, my hometown. It had been burned down two hundred years ago and Squall had reportedly died in the blaze. Skeletons of some of the buildings still stood and my dear friends live in the one that provides the most shelter. I went to the charred house and opened the door, surprising the duo inside.
“SEIFER!” Fuijin shouted.
“My heart is thumping! Don’t sneak up on us like that, ya know.” Raijin said, clutching his chest. I shrug.
“Haven’t had that problem for years.” I joke and their demeanor softens and I sit. For hours I talk to them and it grows dark outside. As a vampire, I don’t have problems with the sun or holy artifacts. And as for the stake myth, I think anyone would die if a stake is shoved in their heart. Mine has stopped beating. Only those that have their soulmates near have beating hearts. So it is forever cold for me. I doubt that I will ever find a soulmate. I nod my head to them as a farewell and step outside. The moon is full and bright so my feet lead me down a trail that I have never used to get out of my hometown. I want to enjoy this nice night and stay away from Quistis’ nagging for awhile longer. My stride is confident, perhaps a bit too confident as I trip over a rock jutting from the ground, letting out an indignant cry. I sit up and glare at the offending stone only to narrow my green orbs in curiosity. On this side of the stone the light of the moon catches an object, a silver tip barely rising above the soil. My fingers grasp it and I yank hard, unearthing it. As I rub the dirt away, realization dawns and the horrid feeling of something being wrong blooms in my chest. It is the pendant that I gave to Squall. How…? I narrow my eyes and then close them, focusing my psychic ability on the earth below me and the cool silver in my hand, cursing myself for not trying this sooner. I’m an idiot, always accepting things at face value.
The smell of smoke invades my nose and I open my eyes to find myself on the path that I had tripped on. I turn to find Ashta in flames, rouge vampires that were cursed with the myths of sunlight and holy items running past me.
“Find the boy! Find him or the covenant will rule forever!” Their voices were fearful but excited as they killed everyone they saw, searching for someone. My keen eyes locked on movement in the bushes near the town and then they widened in awe as a slim brunette rose stealthily from the foliage to glace back at the inferno. Was this how he looked…? Squall was truly beautiful. My heart throbbed longingly at the sight of him. He slipped down the trail towards me and I reached out for him just as he was knocked to the ground by a vampire. He struggled vainly against the strength of the vampires, his blue eyes shifting to a fearful grey as he eyed the town. His intent was clear to me. He had been waiting for me, planning on slipping away to return to that place to continue waiting.
“We have found him! It’s the soulmate of the Prophesized One!” They shouted and Squall was crowded by eager vampires, being touched and dragged reluctantly away. He mouthed something that I barely caught as the pendant was snapped and falling to the ground, his grey-blue eyes locked on our burning hometown.
“Seifer…”
My emerald eyes snapped open from this vision and my grip tightened on the pendant, our promise. Squall hadn’t died in the village, he had been captured. And who was this Prophesized One? Maybe Quistis could tell me. But it still didn’t relieve me of my longing to see Squall, who was surely dead and gone after two generations. My flight back to the tavern was swift and I burst into the tavern, the necklace still grasped tightly in my fingers. Quistis and Irvine looked up at my arrival in surprise and I uttered the question that I needed to hear the answer to. Who had Squall’s soul been promised to all those years ago?
“Who is this Prophesized One?” I whispered to them. Quistis smiled at this.
“Why, that’s what we called you. You are the Prophesized One of our covenant.” The pendant hit the ground with a musical sound.
Squall POV
They are back again and I groan softly at this. Why do they come back for more when I have nothing more to give? Just let me die. I have wanted to die for such a long time. I long for the pain to end almost as much as I long for Seifer. A whimper escapes me as the one who had drank from me begins to rape me and the one who raped me drinks. I had nothing left…to give you, please stop… They finish in the same manner but instead of leaving me, they stay and sneer down at me.
“We have gotten word that the Lord and his companions are housing at an Inn to the north. We will attack and get rid of him. Then you will die. Shame, you were a good fuck, pretty pretty.” They leave me and I am stunned. I wish I can warn them. But I can do nothing. I sob and then cry freely. But contrary to what the guard outside thinks, who snorts at me, it is not my life that I fear for. It is my beloved’s. And for his friends.
“Seifer…” I whisper his name aloud; it has become a constant mantra to me. I worry for him and want him to be away from danger. I love him. I have always loved him. I curl into a fetal position and continue to weep.
Seifer POV
I have long since lapsed into horrified silence, still on my knees, staring at the ground in shock. Squall…he has been alive all this time. He is immortal, just like me. He belonged to me. His lifespan increasing to meet mine because we belong to one another. And I never knew this, until now. Quistis was on her knees before me, speaking, but her words don’t reach me. Irvine is the same, but he watches me in silence.
“I will hold you closest to my heart. I’ll be here waiting for you.”
A sob tears its way from me and I raise my eyes to look at Quistis, who falls silent under the intensity of that gaze.
“I didn’t know…” I whispered. My companions meet this with silence.
“I never knew…” I said my voice cracking.
“What do you not know, Seifer?” Quistis asked gently. Tears found their way down my cheeks and I smile at the irony.
“Squall is alive…my soulmate…” I choke out and Quistis gasps, having heard the fond stories I have told her of the boy.
“Do you know where he is? Did you find him?” She prodded. I shake my head and a sudden crash draws our attention. Rouges with weapons enter and I draw Hyperion, my blade and attack, instantly recognizing the insignia as the ones who took Squall away from me. I killed two quickly and the last one began begging for his life. A spiky headed blonde, on his knees.
“I’m sorry! Mercy! Mercy! I pledge allegiance to you! Please, spare me and I’ll serve you!” I hesitate and just as I was about to cleave the younger vampire in my rage, Quistis’ arm stopped me.
“Don’t. He may know about Squall.” She whispers into my ear. I look down at the man.
“Do you know of a man who goes by Squall?” I ask sternly and the man blinks.
“Squall? Yes, yes! I know him. He is the prisoner that harbors your power. The brunette that the higher ranking soldiers ra…” He coughs but I already have caught the meaning of the sentence. I growl, enraged.
“And you? Have you scorned my beloved one’s innocence??” I bite out, staring at the vampire coldly.
“NONONONO! I tried to bring him food and would clothe him again. Never have I touched the man’s beauty!” The words were sincere, but my rage was still boiling within me and I paced.
“What is your name, rouge?” Irvine asked, staring at the cowering blonde.
“Zell. Zell Dincht. I come from the city Zanti, to the south. I work in the prison that holds Squall.”
“Can you get us in there?” I ask suddenly. I wanted him out of there as soon as possible. Zell suddenly smiled.
“I have an idea!”
Zell POV
Damn, I hope this works. I already care for my new friends but Seifer is a little intimidating. Okay, a lot intimidating. I lead them to the gates.
“I have the prisoners. Let me in!” I bellowed and a part of the wooden door before me slides open. The vampire gaps at the supposedly bound trio behind me and moves aside. As soon as the gates are safely latched, Seifer and his partners attack, killing the vampire in near silence. Seifer turns to me, his green eyes blazing.
“Which cell?” He asks.
“26B. Are you going now?” He nods and rushes forward, killing all in his way. I stay by the gates with Irvine and Quistis, wondering if I should follow my new leader. Quistis places a gentle hand on my shoulder.
“Let him be.”
Seifer POV
I slaughter many as I make my way to Squall’s cell. When I reach it, covered in the blood of my enemies, I hesitate. Will he hate me now? Will he reject me? I push these thoughts aside and push open the door. My eyes widen as I lay eyes on him. His ribs are sticking out at an alarming degree and his body seems like glass that has been shattered one too many times. Blood and filth cover him but he is still beautiful to my eyes. Beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time. I take off my grey trench coat and cover his nude body. His eyes open halfway, dull and lifeless and he tilts his head towards me. A spark of recognition and hope lights them dimly.
“Seifer…?” He questions weakly and I force a smile, gathering his fragile body into my arms. I kiss him deeply and his arms move slightly but he is too weak even to reach for me. I hold him to me after my lips leave his dry ones.
“I’m here…Squall…I’m here.” I whimper to him. He leans into me slightly.
“Finally…waiting for you…I have a gift…for you.” He whispers and I laugh sadly at this. Those were the words that I spoke seemingly forever ago. A sudden flood of power enters me and my eyes widen as my heart begins to beat. Squall has been harboring this for so long. I clutch him to me like the precious thing he is and he cries.
“Thank you…I love you and its time to go from this place. You’re mine.” I whisper possessively. He smiles a small smile at this. I pick him up and hold him to my chest, exiting the cell.
Squall POV
I don’t think my heart can take so much joy. Seifer is with me, holding me, taking me from this terrible place. He said he loves me and he kissed me even in this state. I love him so for all of this. We leave the prison without problems; the bloody coat around me a testimony of that. His friends stare at me and I close my eyes against this, sighing against his chest happily.
“Forgive me.” He whispers.
“Nothing…to forgive.” I answer truthfully.
Seifer POV
I blink and look down at my precious burden. He forgave me for all of this, just like that? Tears well up in my eyes.
“You’re safe now, Squall. I won’t leave you ever again.” My companions are respectfully silent and Squall nuzzles into my now warm chest, listening to my newly beating heart.
“I love…you.” He whispers and my soul swells with joy. I have always wanted someone to say those words to me and it is my best friend. The rest of the way to the covenant is made is silence, Squall sleeping soundly in my arms. I will build up his strength and then spend the rest of eternity with him in happiness. I think he deserves it after everything he has been put through. I will love him desperately for the rest of my days. Forever together…
Owari
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