Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love By Moonlight ❯ A little tied up ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter Four.

Zell was shaking like a leaf being blown on an autum day as this luminous shadow hovered around him, pinning him to the tree in sitting position. 'This is the boy from the weapons shop.' Seifer thought looking him over.

Reaching up, Seifer pricked a piece of hair out of his head and threaded it casually into Zell's shirt sleeve while holding the other end and he walked around the tree leaving a long thin trail of golden blonde wire.

Zell could feel the binding that was going to pin him down and he started to struggle to get free pausing when Seifer came back around to his side then moving again when he wasn't in view. He just knew he could break free. Seifer wasn't an idiot and as he walked back around he spoke to him. "I wouldn't struggle against the wire if I were you."

He went back around the tree. "As thin as this is, you'll only find yourself running half way home before you realize your body has been cut into ribbons." Completing the rotation he stopped in front of Zell and slammed his back against the tree and still hidden in shadow he got in his face and breathed. "If you don't believe me, take another step or two forward." Zell didn't know what to do, so standing there was the best option for right now.

Seifer cocked his head and looked him over, running a hand down his cheek to his neck, feeling the veins in Zell's neck pulse in fear and the smell of it was intoxicating but there was something else there that Seifer could smell. The blonde began to sniff the boy, first his hair then his neck- lovely- then his chest and his crotch.

"Hey!" Zell shouted trying not to move around too much as he protested his touching and smelling.

As if the clouds had moved, Seifer took a closer step to Zell coming into view, 'Gods he's beautiful.' Zell thought blankly but shook it off. 'What am I saying, this guy is gonna kill me!' Remembering that he wanted to break free again but Seifer's hand wrapped itself back around Zell's neck.

"What is it about you?" He asked leaning almost mouth to mouth. "Is it your look? Your smell?" He took a deep whiff and sighed feeling Zell smell him as well, he laughed. "Or perhaps its your taste?" The vampires tongue came out running up the side of Zell's neck and the martial artist began to tremble again.

"Knock it off, you're not completely afraid of me and you know it." Seifer was saying.

"Ar-..Are you gonna kill me?" Zell asked, swallowing hard and Seifer nodded.

"Yes." But instead of biting into his neck he kissed it.

'What the hell is going on?' Zell wondered. 'Is this the murderer, or a rapist.' Seifer's tongue caressed the young boys neck and he couldn't help but let out a breath of pleasure, it felt so warm and inviting that he almost found himself leaning into it.

Seifer was entranced by his taste as he licked and kissed his neck. "Uhhh..." Zell moaned as a sharp pain ran across his neck he hadn't meant to let it escape his mouth but he couldn't help it, what ever this guy was doing it felt good.

In the distance a figure watched the two leaning against a tree. His eyes were burning narrow slits of silver in his head as he watched in pure anger. A faint shimmer of moonlight touched the two he was watching giving him a better view of what they were doing.

His hands fell to his sides slamming into the tree making a loud thudding sound. Seifer opened his eyes meeting the gaze of Squall, who stepped around the tree disappearing.
'Shit.' Seifer thought pulling back from the young blonde. "You got lucky." He said lowly backing away from him into the darkness and disappearing.

"What about the-....Whoa!" Before he could finish complaining the wire broke free and he fell to the ground. Looking around with his vision to make sure the man was gone and he wasn't just playing with him Zell took the opportunity to get up and run.

"Stupid human, what the hell was I thinking?" Seifer scolded himself for his actions while he sat in a tree watching Zell run home through the leaves. His fingers danced with the thread of hair until it was coiled around them and he ran a hand back through his hair returning the hair to its place. "The one time he decides to watch me I....." He sighed in anger and disappeared.

Zell was running as fast as his legs would carry him, faster even and he was running out of breath. "I can't stop running." He coached himself, looking back over his shoulder. 'Shit, somebody's back there.' He knew there was someone back there because they made no effect to hide that fact.

Zell stayed in the light of the street lights and thankfully saw the city up ahead. Jumping into a large crowd the person following him took stronger steps through the groups of people getting closer to him, closer then he wanted him to be.

"Move!" Zell was saying as he forced his way through the people. "Move, get out of the way!" He ran faster when he finally cleared all the people. There was only a few yards left to run until he hit the hotel he had to make it! Glancing over his shoulder he saw the follower, handsome for a male with a scar across his face just like the blonde only he didn't look as though he wanted a kiss in the woods as he held a knife in his hand walking towards him.

Zell ran frantically into the hotel just missing a slice up the back from the man, whoever he was and he sighed with relief as he ran to the elevator to get to his hopefully occupied room. 'What the hell was that all about?' He wondered in fear. 'Were they the guys that were talked about on the radio and if so why was the first one kissing me- at least I think he was.'

Bing! Zell jumped out of his skin until he remembered that it was just the elevator.

Stepping out into the hallway his legs had turned to Jell-O, the red kind, not the green stuff with the marshmallows that he liked. "Shit, I don't have my key." He spat out when he got to the door placing a trembling hand into his pocket. "Irvine!" He banged on the door. "Irvine open the door!"

The elevator had another passenger on it, and the martial artist hoped and prayed it was just another resident of one of the rooms. "Irvine!" He continued to call until the door pulled open.

"What are you bangin' for?" Irvine asked being pushed out of the way while Zell barged in slamming the door behind him but he remained by it looking out of the peep hole. The man on the elevator wasn't either of the boys from the park, he was a stout guy going bald a bit. He walked casually to his room whistling some type of song only thing wrong with the picture is that he was rubbing his neck the entire time.

Thinking nothing of it, Zell let out a breath and turned around throwing his arms around Irvine, letting out a dry cry of nothing but shakes and trembles. "What's the matter, is somebody chasin' you?" Irvine asked looking at the door as though he could see through it.

When Zell moved away, he went over to his bed and slammed himself down on it running his hands back through his hair as if he were trying to pull the fear off. "Gods, you just-..." He started. "I was almost killed!"

"What?!" Irvine walked over to him sitting down beside him. He couldn't believe his ears he thought he'd be at the book store the rest of the evening.

"After I came from the book store, I got so damned lost in reading I didn't notice I wandered a little out of the city and to the park, next thing I knew I was being followed and then this guy slaams me into a tree threatening to kill me, only he kisses me and then I'm being chased here by some loon with a knife!"

Irvine blinked taking all that in. "But you're all right now, right? None of them hurt you did they?" He asked, putting a hand on his friends back rubbing lightly.

Zell shook his head. "Not that I know of." He still seemed rattled as he stood up going to the bathroom. "I'm gonna take a nice long bath and then I'm coming back out here and we're packing and going home." He nearly shouted as the bathroom door slammed shut.

"His night was probably nothing like mine though." Irvine said to himself remembering his own escapades that evening.

..............................

The man took him into the ally way and through the city to a clearing outside. No sooner had they got there did he strip Irvine of his pants and push into him. "Uh!" Laguna pumped into his ass powerfully, squeezing his back and nibbling his nipples. Laguna's tongue spun circles around the hardened flesh while his hands dug into the boys back then lower.

Irvine's arms are wrapped around the mans neck but coursed themselves down onto his ass, which was still covered by his dark black jeans. The only part of the man that wasn't dressed was his dick but even that was covered buried deep inside of Irvine, whose only protection was his jacket because everything he wore was opened, exposing his naked body to the warm but cooled outside air.

They lay there rocking into each other, him fucking Irvine and Irvine fucking him back lifting his hips to him. They moaned and breathed heavily into each others faces unable to kiss if that even ever crossed their minds.

Laguna's hand encircled Irvine's dick and he gave it demanding squeezes making more cum flow out of the tip. "Uhhh, more..." Irvine was saying. The man seemed not to hear him as he just thrust himself into Irvine's anus, deeper and deeper.

Irvine shook the memory away remembering what happened an hour after that. The man was digging his nails into his skin a little hard, then he started-...shrieking. Low at first then higher like a banshee.

The sound was so loud it felt as if Irvine's ear drums would burst and he covered his ears the best he could still hearing the sound. Irvine didn't know what to make of it until the man brought his mouth down around his neck attempting to bite him! Irvine pushed Laguna off having a slight struggle with his weight at first, but he won the fight and he himself had to run back to the hotel in fear.

'Zell couldn't be more right,' He thought. 'It is definitely time to go home.'

* * *

In the cemetery a distance away from the park, a man is screaming through tape and struggling against Seifer's grip, as he drags him over to his and Squall's tombs. "I brought you a present." Seifer was saying tossing a teen boy in front of Squalls feet but the brunette just looked down at the man.

Seifer took a seat and smiled at his lover. "Fresh from the ritzy part of town, I know you like them the best." He went on but Squall remained quiet.

The only sound was the teen sniveling his tears out. "Weelll, aren't you gonna bite him?" Seifer asked.

Squall grumbled low in his throat saying. "I should be biting you." Seifer seemed taken aback by that comment. "Three hundred and sixty two." Squall said casually, then started petting the boys hair making him whimper a little higher.

"What does that mean?" The blonde asked, watching him pet the boy.

"I counted that many of those damned seeds, before I got word from Laguna that you found a boy and were planning on killing him-...."

"...-Which I was." Seifer defended himself cutting Squall off.

"Only he told me what you were doing wasn't exactly the same as you usually do, so I went to check it out for myself." The brunette stroked the teens hair harder ripping it out in little chunks letting the blood stain his fingers.

Seifer scoffed. "Is that all? I can't believe you'd listen to a word that screeching Strigoi says."

"This screeching Strigoi as you say," Laguna was saying stepping from around a tree into the view of moonlight. "knows what he saw. I was near by after my own little run in." He picked up the boy at Squall's feet by the collar and held his lips to the boys neck. "I believe it looked something like this from my view." He said, exampling what Seifer was doing to Zell.

The blonde grumbled under his breath but Laguna just laughed. "What you saw-..." Seifer started but Squall stood up walking away from them.

"I don't give a fuck who did what or what who saw, I'm out of here."

"Squall wait!" Seifer argued his decision but the brunette waved him off. "Thanks a lot screech owl! Now he's mad at me."

"Call me that one more time and I'll bust your balls, literally." He dropped the- unconscious from fear- boy back to the ground and stood up.

"Fuck with me and Squall's relationship and I'll run my fist through your entire blood stream." Seifer returned the threat.

"What makes you think your unsuccessful venture with this boy will go unsaid, he could be telling more humans as we speak."

Seifer backed away from the vampire owl and looked away. "He won't tell, I know he won't." He said lowly taking a step and vanishing.

* * *

Zell lay in the bathtub so quietly you could hear an eye lash fall from your head. 'That guys figure… looked a lot like the man in my dreams....' He splashed his hand through the water. 'But what sense does it make now? Maybe I was awake after all!' He swirled his hands in little circles staring at the head of the tub watching the water drip from the faucet. 'Could he be stalking me?' He wondered then his vision wandered down to his hands and he gasped.

"Blood." He said lowly. "But where?" His hand went up to his neck then away and seeing the stains of blood. "That guy, did he bite me?" Zell asked out loud. "If he did what does it mean, could he be a-.....Vampire?" Zell thought quietly for a minute then smiled shaking it off. "That's ridiculous, there's no such thing." He stood from the tub grabbing his towel, he was good and ready for bed.