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Santa Baby

Seifer/Squall

 

“That was bullshit!”

 

Seifer growled, flopping on the shared bed, and his Santa hat sliding off his head as he flipped onto his back to look at Squall. Squall stared back at him in his Mrs. Clause outfit trying not to laugh at the night's previous events.

 

~*

 

Squall threw a themed Christmas party for all of Balamb, pouting until Seifer agreed to show up as Santa, and Squall would dress up as Mrs. Clause. The one thing Squall didn't count on was how many children showed up to the party, jumping on Seifer's lap and rattling their presents to him.

 

Squall just talked with Irvine and Zell, as every time Seifer tried to pull Squall away, a little kid was pulling Seifer. Quistis nodded in approval of Squall's outfit, the dress leaving nothing to the imagination, the fuzz on the bottom of his dress stopping at his mid thigh, and black buckle boots going up to his knees.

 

Selphie even had to keep hitting Irvine in the back of the head to take him out his sex-clouded mind as Irvine could see Squall's ass whenever he turned. After seeing the look of frustration on his poor lover's face, Squall decided to call it a night before any child got hurt.

 

~*

 

Back in their bedroom Squall looked at his tired Santa and got an idea. Taking off his gloves and reaching for a candy cane, Squall peeled the wrapper off loudly to get Seifer's attention, and then turned the CD player on, looking for a song.

 

“Squall what the hell are you doing?” Seifer asked irritated that he wasn't getting any attention as he complained. Seifer stopped as he heard the song reach his ears before leaning up with a smirk. “You're not…” The look on Squall's face told him otherwise.

 

Squall tapped the tip of the candy cane against his lips to silence Seifer as he lip sank to the song, swaying his hips lightly and dancing.

 

“Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me
been an awful good girl
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight”

 

Squall slowly sauntered over to Seifer before continuing.

“Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed”

 

At Seifer's growl Squall winked and licked lightly at the candy cane.

 

“Next year I could be just as good,

If you'd check out my Christmas list”

 

Squall let the candy cane out of his mouth with a loud pop before climbing onto the edge of the bed.

”Santa baby, I wanna yacht and really that's
Not a lot

Been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight”

 

Squall pulled down the straps of his dress and crawled over to Seifer the curve the candy cane resting snugly in his mouth. Placing Seifer's fallen Santa hat on Seifer's head, Squall pulled Seifer on top of him looking innocently up at him as he continued.

”Santa cutie, fill my stocking with a duplex, and checks”

 

Seifer leaned forward, pulling Squall up so he could unzip and pull of the dress. Seifer's eyes greedily panned his lover's body, sliding his palms lightly along Squall's thighs.

“Sign your 'X' on the line”

 

Seifer slowly wrote an X across Squall's entrance and placing the candy cane in his mouth.

“Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight”

Squall watched as Seifer leaned back and stripped himself before leaning over him, smiling as the ball on Seifer's Santa hat fell forward.

 

“Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's”

 

Taking the candy cane, Squall trailed it up and down Seifer's stomach as he sang the next lines.

”I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me”

Squall took Seifer's hand, sticking three fingers into his mouth next to the candy cane and humming the next lines.

“Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don't mean on the phone
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight”

 

Taking the fingers out of his mouth, Squall trailed the fingers down his stomach and pressed them lightly at his entrance, gasping and squirming when Seifer took over.

“Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry... tonight”

 

Seifer smirked as the song dimmed and the room was replaced with silence. Taking the candy cane from Squall's mouth, Seifer sucked on it, lazily pressed Squall's spot, each time brushing harder than the last.

 

“Why thank you Mrs. Claus, I feel much better,” Seifer said smirking into Squall's neck as he pushed his fingers in deeper.

 

“G-glad I could help…” Squall panted back, slowly thrusting himself down on the fingers inside him.

 

Seifer licked his lips at the feel of his lover's heat and stopped when Squall sat up with a mischievous look in his eyes. Pulling Seifer's fingers out of him, Squall pushed Seifer on his back and crawled on top of him, his hands skimming Seifer's chest as he pouted.

 

“Santa cutie, I want to do the work, let me?” Squall said with lip trembles, but smirking eyes.

 

“Well who would I be if I denied someone as innocent as you something my lovely Mrs. Claus, go right ahead.”

Squall sighed happily, reaching over to the nightstand and retrieving the lube. He moved himself lower on Seifer's thighs, uncapping the tube before bringing a hand to his husband's partially hardened shaft and pumping rhythmically until it was fully erect.

Taking the head into his mouth, Squall watched Seifer's eyes slipped closed as he gently
sucked. Teasing the slit with his tongue, Squall moaned lightly as he stared half lidded upward into Seifer's panting face, the candy cane hanging limply on Seifer's lip and the Santa hat's fuzz covering Seifer's eyes partly.

Removing his lips from Seifer's cock, Squall licked away a small trail of precum before
taking the candy cane and picking up the tube again, squeezing some out on his fingers. Squall returned his hand to Seifer's cock and prepared it, moving his hand slowly up and down, enjoying the silky slick feeling.

Cracking his glossy eyes open partly, Seifer watched as Squall raised himself up and positioned his opening above Seifer's erection. Seifer groaned softly when Squall dropped his ass unexpectedly, taking the full length inside him in that one movement. Seifer moaned as he felt the involuntary contractions around his cock as Squall adjusted to the sudden intrusion.

Trying to calm his rapid breathing, Squall rested his hands against Seifer's stomach and
closed his eyes. Even unmoving, the hard length inside him felt incredibly erotic.
The few thoughts Squall would have entertained vanished when Seifer ground his hips
against him impatiently.

"Move Mrs. Clause." Seifer commanded.

Squall panted and nodded slightly, sitting up fully and biting his lower lip as Seifer's member was partially released. When he reseated himself, the slow movement
stretching his inner walls, Squall gasped in pleasure.

Placing his hands on his own thighs to give him more balance, Squall sped up his
actions, riding his lover's length. He was only able to go about halfway up the shaft
inside him when he lifted his body, and as the pleasure of the strokes began
overwhelming him, the ability to raise even that far was disappearing.

Seifer didn't think he would be able to hold off for long with Squall bouncing up and down on him like that. Squall's face was thrown back in ecstasy and his stormy eyes were closed tight as he concentrated. Each time he would drop down, Seifer would be there to meet him with his hips and throw him back up.

Squall didn't know how much longer he was going to last with the sensations that were assaulting him. His legs didn't want to continue, but he for sure didn't want to stop.

Seifer knew he was close, he couldn't hold back any longer and as Squall
slammed back down his length, the pace where Seifer would meet him became more frenzied. Seifer grabbed Squall's hips; his nails digging in and drawing blood as he pistoned his hips in and out of Squall at an inhuman pace. Squall's muscles spazmed around Seifer and he cried out in delight, releasing in conjunction with his lover.

Squall fell onto Seifer when his legs gave out, breathing heavily in the aftermath. Squall felt warmth coating his insides, letting him know that Seifer had also been able to
finish. The exertion of the act was taking over, and Squall didn't want to move at all.
But he somehow summoned some strength and shifted his hips allowing Seifer to pull out
of him.

Wrapping his free arm around the back of the Squall's shoulders, Seifer pulled Squall the
remainder of the way up the bed to rest against him. Squall hummed in pleasure as he cuddled closer into Seifer's chest.

“You did good Mrs. Clause”

 

“Hm…”

 

“Then Squall if I'm your Santa, then will you be my ho ho ho?”

 

Seifer was answered with a punch on his arm and an ice-cold glare.

 

“Asshole.”

 

Owari