Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Avarìa ❯ Seifer's Return ( Chapter 5 )

Avaria

/thoughts/

"Spoken Words"

Author's Notes: Hey guys! Rosiel here, I got out of the hospital on Friday and have been recovering. I made Kira sit down and begin typing the next chapter! I know, I'm cruel, but hey I'm sick. I can be horrible. I'm also apparently a bad patient, which Kira will probably vouch for. Oh before I forget, Hiei449, Iskander, Angel of pure darkness, and lanfear30, thank you so much for the get well reviews. I felt so loved. Germaine, we were just kidding with you. We knew people were ready for an update. It was just a poking fun at you kind of thing. In fact I would like to dedicate this next chapter to you as well as Hiei499, Iskander, Angel of pure darkness, and lanfear30! Thanks for being so supportive and I'm getting better.

Lemon Warning!!!

Chapter 5: Seifer's Return

Squall plopped down on the bed, closing his eyes. He couldn't believe the events of this morning. It seemed so strange to actually want the man called Seifer to return to him. He never needed anyone before, never really much of a people person; he preferred quiet time by himself as opposed to being with anyone. Raine may have been the only exception to that rule, but other than that he never wanted anyone else around him. Funny, how things change. Just the night before he despised the man that owned him, didn't think he would ever grow to actually enjoy having him around. He was a little bit intimidating and a little gruff, but underneath it all he seemed like a nice guy. /Well as nice as an assassin can get./ Squall thought to himself.

He opened his eyes and sat up on the bed, releasing a soft sigh. He was supposed to wait for Seifer to return so that they could, his cheeks heated up at the thought. He had never dreamed of ever wanting to be physical with anyone just the idea was a little bit shocking to him. He was certain he didn't want a whining annoying female around, but a man sure hadn't been what he would consider his preferences. Truth be told, Seifer was the one who had given him his first real kiss. /Damn, what is he going to think when he finds out I'm still a virgin?/ He had been so mortified with what had happened with Nida, that he hadn't even been able to speak. He hadn't wanted to lose his virginity to someone he didn't know. /Come to think of it, what the hell do I know about Seifer? Other than the fact that he's a mob boss' brother and Cid Almasy's son? /

He pushed himself up to his feet, cracking his neck as he did so. /Maybe a nice bath will help me relax. / He thought, moving into the bathroom.

********Meanwhile across town*******

Seifer grinned down at the smaller blond man he had corned just a few moments ago. He had come into the office of Zell Dincht just a few moments ago. After knocking out a few security guards and taking out the cameras it was easy to get into the office to see the person he was really here to see.

The office was a plush combination of artwork and hunting themes. Hanging over the large black marble and stone fireplace was a Deer's head, mounted as a prize for the hunter. Its glassy eyes seemed to watch the room. Near the fireplace was a soft brown leather couch. The walls were lined with rich bookshelves that had a variety of classic as well as contemporary work. Behind the desk was a picture of a large black panther; it's golden eyes staring almost defiantly at the blond assassin. Seifer smirked. /Kind of reminds me of the look Squall was giving me the day before. /

"Almasy, what the hell are you doing here?" A voice squeaked as Zell stepped out from a small door, which Seifer knew led to a small bathroom. Zell's face was flushed with rage and his blue eyes glittered in the light of the stained glass lamps in the room. Seifer smirked, looking at the tattoo he knew had once been his brother's marking. Not many people knew that Irvine and Zell at one time had been involved. Zell always claimed that he had the tattoo done for other reasons, but Seifer knew why it was there.

Their families had always been the bitterest of rivals and the fact that the two oldest sons had been together and were even planning to reunite the families was a prospect not many people could allow. No one knew that their supposed betrayal had been set up by their rivals and the police who wouldn't have been able to stop the reunited Almasy and Dincht families.

"Hey Chicken Wuss. Just figured I would drop by and see how you were doing?"

Zell's eyes narrowed. He'd always hated that name.

"Bullshit. Spill it Almasy you're here for a reason."

"Well you see I heard from Irvine that you've just decided that you are going to cut in on our business. Now we can't allow that to happen. So I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'll let you live, on the condition that you leave the family business alone and I don't ever have to come back here and repeat myself."

"And if I refuse?"

Seifer smirked and before Zell could move, he drew his gun and shot. The bullet grazed Zell's ear and slammed into the wall behind him.

"Trust me you don't want me repeating myself."

With that Seifer walked out of the office. He slowly made his way down the hall towards the elevator; confident that Zell's goons weren't going to come after him anytime soon.

Squall had used most of the day to try to sort out his thoughts. He cleaned up Seifer's room, well what could be cleaned and soaked in the bathtub. He didn't even hear the bathroom door open, because he was so deep in thought. Squall's eyes snapped open suddenly as he heard the splashing of water. He gasped. Sitting in front of him was Seifer grinning at him.

"Where did you come from?" He asked softly.

Seifer shrugged. "Do I need a reason to enjoy a bath with my slave after a long day working?"

Squall looked down, not saying anything. /Why did he have to bring that up?/

Seifer studied the pouting brunette for a moment, before pulling him onto his lap, kissing him. Squall gasped, the involuntary reaction giving the blond access to his mouth. Seifer slid his tongue into the hot depths, amazed at the sweetness of the other. Squall began to respond and their tongues began a battle for dominance.

"Nervous?" Seifer asked softly as he looked down at the prone brunette on his bed.

Stormy eyes lifted to meet his. "A little."

Seifer smiled, "I'll be gentle I promise."

Squall smiled as the blond slid on top of him. He spread his legs to accommodate the other's position. Their lips met in a heated kiss as Seifer slid his hands up and down the brunette's sides and chest, finding a rose colored nip. Squall pulled back gasping in pleasure as the blond pinched and rolled the hard nub in his fingers. Seifer smiled as Squall threw his head back crying out in ecstasy.

The blond slowly lowered his head, capturing the hardened rose bud between in his mouth. Alternating between sucking and biting it gently. Squall's hands came up to hold Seifer's head down towards him. /God that feels so good./

Seifer smiled against the nipple pleased with the reaction he was getting from the brunette. As he altered back and forth between the nipples, the brunette's sounds of pleasure increased. Squall felt desire pooling in his groin, as he pressed himself against the blonde's stomach. His sex ached between his legs, something he wasn't familiar with. It felt strange and at the same time exhilarating.

The blond moved down and suddenly Squall felt his cock engulfed in warm heat. He arched his body upper with a hoarse scream. Seifer grinned, swallowing around Squall's length, varying the pressure. Suddenly he surged back upwards, kissing the smaller brunette heatedly even as his hand dug in the drawer of his nightstand.

Squall gasped when he felt the cold gel being swirled around his entrance. He looked up as Seifer, his eyes slightly fearful. Seifer smiled gently as he leant down and captured his lips in a reassuring kiss.

"It's all right, I promise I won't hurt you." Seifer said, as he gently lifted his other hand to cup Squall's cheek. "Do you trust me?"

Squall nodded. Yes, he trusted Seifer, something he didn't think he would ever do. He always thought he would fight if this were to ever happen in this situation, and yet here he was enjoying the blonde's ministrations.

Seifer eased first one and then two fingers into his slave's tight passage. Slowly pumping in and out and using a scissors motion with his fingers. Finally he thought the brunette was ready. Slowly Seifer lifted Squall's legs, positioning himself at his stretched opening. He eased in, holding back his own scream of pleasure. /God he's so tight./ He allowed the brunette time to adjust before beginning a slow deep rhythm that would send them both over the edges quickly.

Squall had felt a slight discomfort at penetration, but it wasn't as bad as he thought it would have been. His master was being very gently with him and he found himself moaning and crying out as he moved his hips in rhythm with the blond. Suddenly a well-placed thrust made him see stars.

"Oh Seifer! That felt so good. Please more!" He screamed as he pressed his hips down.

Seifer thrusted into him a few more times, making sure to hit his sweet spot, before the brunette surged upward, screaming as his hips slammed down onto Seifer's cock. His seed coated both their bellies. The tensing of muscles around Seifer's straining organ, threw him over the edge, and he screamed as he buried himself as deep inside his slave as possible, his seed marking his territory.

He slowly withdrew from the brunette and then pulled him into his arms. Seifer tightened his grip on the brunette for a brief moment, before closing his eyes. It had been a long day, but it was definitely rewarding to come home from work for this. /Hope I get this kind of greeting every time I come home./ Seifer thought with a smile as both master and slave drifted off to sleep.

Author's Notes: Hey guys! Kira here, Rosiel told me to tell everyone sorry about not writing this sooner. She's getting better and she's up and walking around. Although her surgery was a little difficult, she's doing fine. The thing that was the worst she said was not being able to write and then to have to lay in bed a week and a half or at least not to strain herself when she got up and walked around. *Shrugs* Anyways, thanks for being patient and we'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as she is fully recovered.