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It Couldn't Be True	By : BlizzardAngel Category: Final Fantasy VIII > General Views: 757 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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.

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Disclaimer: Their not mine but I sure wouldn't mind having two sexy men with me all the time.
*grins evily*

Title: It Couldn't Be True

Pairing: Seifer x Squall
Warning: Yaoi, Lemon, Masturbation, Angst, more can be added...
Rating: NC-17
Feedback: Most Definitely! Leave as many as you like!!!

It Couldn't Be True

Late

The dimly lit bedroom was filled with hot, loud, pleasure filled moans that could be heard
through the walls. The distinct echo of flesh moving together, the rhythmic thrust of hot flesh on
to hot flesh.

The kiss in-between, shared with dueling tongues, fighting for dominance that either
wouldn't submit to.

The mewling and whimpering began as the other teased for the role of superiority. The
hips halted and moved in small circles as the rigid breathing between two lovers was only heard
in the torrid room.

Hands softly caressed and lustful mouths ran over moist, sweltering skin.

"...move..." The scorching breath sent a small tingling sensation to the ear and down the
larger body, spreading renewed vigor.

"Mmmaaahhh, anything you want, baby." There his eyes opened to see the oceanic blue
orbs that were begging to be loved, to let go of everything, and then there were the crystalline
emerald eyes that continued to gaze, hoping and willing to try.

Narrow hips urged up, eyes closed in ecstasy. Feathery light touches over his chest,
teasing his sensitive skin.

Hips moved down and began a series of shallow, mind shattering rocks that drew more
whines and whimpering from the brunette beneath. Mouth slightly ajar, hair disheveled about;
the image was absolutely perfect amongst the passions they shared. Anything, to see this side,
open and willful, he'd do anything.

"Ahh!" Eyes squinched shut as his hips pushed up, going crazy over the slowness.

"Tell me," His head rolled to his other side, arms reached out and pulled the strong,
glistening body atop of his own, rocking, needing, feeling, everything.

"Tell me..what you want." Grey-blue eyes opened suddenly to his partner, the distress of
revealing, a little frightening to him. Eyes stared up, all ready submitting and asking 'Don't make
me say it, you know what I want.'

Green eyes smiled and lowered his lips to kiss the parted lips lightly. They gazed down
again, moving a hand to gently stroke the side of the moonlit, silky skin of the breathtakingly
gorgeous brunette.

Hips plunged into a tight heat, several times, deep and hard, gaining a satisfied murmur
and many continuous moans.

But it ended all to soon.

"Damn it! Don't!" A familiar smirk graced the features of the blond.

"Tell me, and I will do anything..."

"Seeiii-ahhhh," Hips jerked forward. "...uh, ah...move..."

"Baby, ah! It won't happen." The brunettes eyes opened in confusion.

"Wha?"

"You need to let yourself go!"

"Bu-ahhh!!" The hips started rocking with such ferocity, that the brunette couldn't speak
a word of sense.

"Tell me! Tell ME!!!"
"SQUALL!!!"
His body flew up in surprise and his heart beating hard in his sweaty chest. Eyes searched
the dark room but nothing was seen. No clothes thrown carelessly on the carpeted floor, no
curtains open to allow the moonlight to shine through and definitely, no partner. No such person
by his side, caressing and licking his skin, pounding against his hips.
It wasn't real but the banging on the door was. His eyes darted over to his digital clock.
6:45a.m.
Shit!
He tossed the covers off of his body and grabbed a hold of the pants to his SeeD uniform
that was hanging next to his bed. He quickly put them on and walked out of his bedroom to his
door and opened it, thinking it was the headmaster. He was supposed to be waiting with the rest
of the SeeD crew a half hour ago.

But instead of opening the door to anyone important, he opened it to the nagging thorn in
his ass.

"Almasy"

"The fuck, Leonhart! What the hell you still doing in bed?" The taller blond walked into
the room without an invitation. "We have fifteen minutes before we have to leave! You were
suppose to be down there thirty minutes ago, reading the mission report so we don't get 'our little
seedling bunch' killed. Fuck!" He stomped his foot in anger and turned. "The headmaster...shit!
He's going to fucking do me in for extra detentions or make me do some stupid shit for this
damn schof If I'm late for this." The blond grit his teeth in anger.

Turning around, the young man glance at the state his partner was in. Squall's hair was
overly disheveled and his blue eyes peered menacing through the long, chocolate locks hanging
over his eyes. His perfectly toned chest glistened from the sweat that covered it and his naked
torso open to the cool air with his stiff nubs pointing outward.

As his eyes went lower, he could not miss the restricted tent in the boys tight pants, a
perfect golden brow raised slightly.

"I guess you were very happy to see me?" Seifer's voice held a teasing note to it. "Or was
that a very good dream that you were having...about me?" His lips curled into a satisfied smirk as
he watch with awe from behind his mask as Squall uncovered in a slight flush.
Squall cursed the man in front of him. If he never got into that stupid fight with him, he
wouldn't be sent out on a mission to help them with their 'differences'.

All the other students knew that it was going to be a hell mission and something was
eventually going happen between the two long time rivals.

But why didn't anyone look at it from his perspective and just separate them?
Silence broken and movement allowed, Squall pushed himself to walk back into his
bedroom and into the washroom, where he released himself and tried to will away his erection,
that was definitely not needed this morning. He didn't have time to dwell on the dream either,
although it was nagging to be on the priority list for today.

He walked back into his bedroom to find the blond leaning up against the door frame
holding out the rest of his uniform.

"Here you go sweetheart." Seifer mocked. Squall only walked up to him to snatch away
the rest of his uniform and glared the whole time. "You need to hurry up, puberty boy. If you get
me in trouble, it's your fucking ass." Seifer started walking away and Squall immediately put on
his outfit. Seconds later as he had his shirt partially buttoned up, Seifer decided to added an extra
comment and yelled back to the brunette before leaving.

"I don't mean I'm going to fuck you pretty ass, knowing that you were aroused for little
ol' me. Now hurry the fuck up!!" The door closed and Squall narrowed his eyes, burning holes
into the carpeted floor.
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