Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Firestarter. ❯ Head waiter ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Linkin Fantasy 
Locke and Edgar heat things up in the kitchen.
While Setzer looks over the damage done to his rescued ship.
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.09.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 976 | Visits: 133 | Status: Completed
Locke and Edgar heat things up in the kitchen.
While Setzer looks over the damage done to his rescued ship.
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.09.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 976 | Visits: 133 | Status: Completed
Chapter 2.
Edgar is propped up on the cool wooden counter top and Locke is chewing the front of his pants into his erection and moistioning the fabric, Edgar's hands slid past the thiefs lips and undid the interfearance. Locke was much oblidged and took it into his mouth surrounding it in it's warmth. "Mmh." The king sighed and moved his hips upward more into the thiefs mouth.
Locke's breath sucked in loudly and he exhaled through his nose leaving a brief rush of heat against Edgar's skin. The thief's hands slid themselves up the kings body and brushed his nipples making little cirlces around them. Edgar's breath was ragged and as he closed his eyes tightly running his hands through his lovers brown grey hair.
The thief raised Edgars leg and rested it up on his shoulder heightening the pleasure; the king titled his head back drinking in the feeling. "Uhhh!" He closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly seeing the kitchen door knobs turn. "Uuuhh- shit." He said pushing Locke back and rolling off the counter top to a croutched position tucking himself in while grabbing the thief's hand and steering him to the back of the kitchen just as the solid wooden door swung open.
"Shit, what's he doing back so soon?" Locke asked not really as a question.
"I don't know." Edgar panted a little out of breath and still fixing himself up.
"What do we do?" The theif then asked and Edgar looked at the door on the other side of the kitchen.
"See that pot over there?" The king instructed and Locke looked over his other shoulder seeing a pot on the other counter.
"Right." Replied the thief sneaking over to the counter and grabbing a silver metal pan from it, then he returned to the stone squared pilar he and Edgar were hiding behind. "Got it." He showed it to him and Edgar took the pot tossing it back where he had taken it from causing a racket on the counter as the silver pan knocked over other pots and silverware.
"What on earth?" The cook said to himself going over to pick the items up as the two men snuck from the kitchen on the side that was now opened to them.
Once in the hall way they sighed and laughed to themselves. "We'd better learn to keep it in the special room other wise, our little secret won't be a secret anymore." The king said grabbing the thiefs face between his hands and kissing him. Locke enhaled the kiss and sighed out when Edgar backed away.
"Gods you taste good." Edgar chuckled a bit to that and wrapped the man in a hug still feeling the light wet spots from when Setzer had hugged him. "Come on, lets go take care of these, eh?" Locke couldn't be happier to hear that as they ran to the king's bed room.
~ ~ ~
"Could you please be careful?!" Setzer shouted over the noise as the guards lowered the metal arms into the water of Figaro Sea. The men were being as careful as they could be but Setzer seemed to think different. He watched in agony as the metal of the arms groaned and whined getting under the rolling water and he thought that they'd surely fail in getting it out.
"We caught a hold of something!" The guard controlling it called over the noise and the gambler walked to the edge of the water looking downward into it. He strained his eyes but gradually he began to see the brown showing through it and he grinned at the sight. "Back up, sir!" The man called and Sabin rolled his eyes and walked to the edge placing his hands on the gamblers shoulders and walked him out of the way.
The water bubbled where the upper level began to sink into the opening of the ships deck. The most of the men covered their ears from the roaring sound and watched as the airship was raised into the air and up over the land. "Coming down!" The controller shouted and began to lower the ship to the grass.
"Gods...he's ruined." The gambler breathed already estimating the price range to get supplies to fix the damages done.
"Welp," Sabin was saying shaking his head. "we won't be seeing you for a while."
"Ha ha." Setzer walked to his ship and placed a hand on it. "Don't worry my love, I'll get you back in the air in no time." He said quietly to the flying vessel. Sabin cocked an eyebrow and said to himself. "I thought his ship was a guy?" Shaking it off with a shrug he joined his friends side. "I'm heading back to Figaro for luncheon, you coming?"
"I can't, I have to start repairs right away. Some other time though, right?" Sabin nodded and began to walk away when he heard Setzer saying, "Oh no, I completely forgot about that." Sabin stopped and turned around calling back. "Forgot about what?"
"I promised to pick up Terra and Relm to go with me to the castle." He gestured a hand. "Can't exactly take them there in this."
"No problem, I'll get 'em!" The blitz specialist waved and went into town to get a boat, Setzer followed him with his eyes until he disappeared and then he turned back to his boat with a heavy sigh. "Now what am I going to do with you?" Five of the men walked up to Setzers side and saluted.
"We are still at your service for the afternoon sir, anything we can help you with?" Said a guard.
"How are you with a hammer?" The gambler asked.
"The best in the world." Another of them answered.
"Very good. Follow me." Said the gambler and they went down the path to South Figaro.
Edgar is propped up on the cool wooden counter top and Locke is chewing the front of his pants into his erection and moistioning the fabric, Edgar's hands slid past the thiefs lips and undid the interfearance. Locke was much oblidged and took it into his mouth surrounding it in it's warmth. "Mmh." The king sighed and moved his hips upward more into the thiefs mouth.
Locke's breath sucked in loudly and he exhaled through his nose leaving a brief rush of heat against Edgar's skin. The thief's hands slid themselves up the kings body and brushed his nipples making little cirlces around them. Edgar's breath was ragged and as he closed his eyes tightly running his hands through his lovers brown grey hair.
The thief raised Edgars leg and rested it up on his shoulder heightening the pleasure; the king titled his head back drinking in the feeling. "Uhhh!" He closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly seeing the kitchen door knobs turn. "Uuuhh- shit." He said pushing Locke back and rolling off the counter top to a croutched position tucking himself in while grabbing the thief's hand and steering him to the back of the kitchen just as the solid wooden door swung open.
"Shit, what's he doing back so soon?" Locke asked not really as a question.
"I don't know." Edgar panted a little out of breath and still fixing himself up.
"What do we do?" The theif then asked and Edgar looked at the door on the other side of the kitchen.
"See that pot over there?" The king instructed and Locke looked over his other shoulder seeing a pot on the other counter.
"Right." Replied the thief sneaking over to the counter and grabbing a silver metal pan from it, then he returned to the stone squared pilar he and Edgar were hiding behind. "Got it." He showed it to him and Edgar took the pot tossing it back where he had taken it from causing a racket on the counter as the silver pan knocked over other pots and silverware.
"What on earth?" The cook said to himself going over to pick the items up as the two men snuck from the kitchen on the side that was now opened to them.
Once in the hall way they sighed and laughed to themselves. "We'd better learn to keep it in the special room other wise, our little secret won't be a secret anymore." The king said grabbing the thiefs face between his hands and kissing him. Locke enhaled the kiss and sighed out when Edgar backed away.
"Gods you taste good." Edgar chuckled a bit to that and wrapped the man in a hug still feeling the light wet spots from when Setzer had hugged him. "Come on, lets go take care of these, eh?" Locke couldn't be happier to hear that as they ran to the king's bed room.
~ ~ ~
"Could you please be careful?!" Setzer shouted over the noise as the guards lowered the metal arms into the water of Figaro Sea. The men were being as careful as they could be but Setzer seemed to think different. He watched in agony as the metal of the arms groaned and whined getting under the rolling water and he thought that they'd surely fail in getting it out.
"We caught a hold of something!" The guard controlling it called over the noise and the gambler walked to the edge of the water looking downward into it. He strained his eyes but gradually he began to see the brown showing through it and he grinned at the sight. "Back up, sir!" The man called and Sabin rolled his eyes and walked to the edge placing his hands on the gamblers shoulders and walked him out of the way.
The water bubbled where the upper level began to sink into the opening of the ships deck. The most of the men covered their ears from the roaring sound and watched as the airship was raised into the air and up over the land. "Coming down!" The controller shouted and began to lower the ship to the grass.
"Gods...he's ruined." The gambler breathed already estimating the price range to get supplies to fix the damages done.
"Welp," Sabin was saying shaking his head. "we won't be seeing you for a while."
"Ha ha." Setzer walked to his ship and placed a hand on it. "Don't worry my love, I'll get you back in the air in no time." He said quietly to the flying vessel. Sabin cocked an eyebrow and said to himself. "I thought his ship was a guy?" Shaking it off with a shrug he joined his friends side. "I'm heading back to Figaro for luncheon, you coming?"
"I can't, I have to start repairs right away. Some other time though, right?" Sabin nodded and began to walk away when he heard Setzer saying, "Oh no, I completely forgot about that." Sabin stopped and turned around calling back. "Forgot about what?"
"I promised to pick up Terra and Relm to go with me to the castle." He gestured a hand. "Can't exactly take them there in this."
"No problem, I'll get 'em!" The blitz specialist waved and went into town to get a boat, Setzer followed him with his eyes until he disappeared and then he turned back to his boat with a heavy sigh. "Now what am I going to do with you?" Five of the men walked up to Setzers side and saluted.
"We are still at your service for the afternoon sir, anything we can help you with?" Said a guard.
"How are you with a hammer?" The gambler asked.
"The best in the world." Another of them answered.
"Very good. Follow me." Said the gambler and they went down the path to South Figaro.