Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ My guardian angel has a jet pack ( Chapter 22 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Warning: Yaoi ahead.

CHAPTER 22: My guardian angel has a jetpack

The chirping of his cell phone woke Squall up, groping over the nightstand he clicked it open, “Leonhart.” He said groggily. Looking at the alarm clock he saw that it was just past 6:00.

“Squall, son I'm glad you're up.” Laguna's cheery voice filtered through to him.

“Good morning dad.” Squall stretched and yawned.

“I want you and Seifer to come out to the house for lunch today. Oh let's say 1:00.” Laguna continued just as cheerfully. “Unless you had something else planned for today.”

Seifer ran his tongue up Squall's spine, the phone had woken him as well and he was feeling frisky. Reaching around Squall he started to fondle him, and even though they had spent a long pleasurable night of passionate lovemaking he was horny. He stroked his hand up and down Squall's growing erection, running his thumb over the slit.

“Hold on a minute dad.” Squall said, holding his hand over the phone he turned to his lover and hissed softly, “Would you stop that you're making it hard to concentrate.”

Seifer leaned up a wicked smile on his sensuous mouth and he whispered low and husky in Squall's ear, “I thought I was just making it hard.” And bit Squall on the earlobe causing him to groan out in passion. He knew how important family was to Squall, so even though he did mind a little bit he smiled and shook his head no.

Going back to his phone call he was finding it more difficult to have an intelligent conversation since all the blood that was in the head attached to his shoulders was now surging to the one between his legs. “1:00 is fine dad we'll be there.” He clicked the phone shut without saying goodbye, turning he kissed Seifer, using his tongue to tease open the blonds full lips. Breaking the kiss he husked out, “The club is closed tonight and tomorrow.”

“Good. Because tomorrow I plan on spending the entire day in bed with you.” Seifer growled. Then nibbled on Squall's neck, “When do we need to leave?”

“Well it's about 130 miles from here to my dads, and since I'm taking the McLaren about 11:45.” Squall answered and threw his head back to give Seifer better access to his neck.

“Um… Okay.” Seifer replied still half asleep, continuing to nibble up Squall's neck to his ear and abruptly stopped, “11:45, there's no way that we can go 130 miles in under an hour and a half.”

“Sure you can, with the way I drive. I guarantee that we will make it with time to spare.” Squall replied with a laugh and turned his face to kiss his lover, then with lightening fast moves he pinned Seifer to the bed. “And now my lusty bull you will pay the consequences for your actions.” In the next moment he had his lover's legs flung over his shoulders. His hands cupping the blond's ass, his hot mouth encircled Seifer's hardness and traveled up and down the hard length with tantalizing slowness. Stopping at the head and licked around it, teasing drops of precome out of it and taking them on his lips where his tongue slowly licked them away.

Squall loved the salty spicy taste of his lover and licked up and down the length teasing the big vein on the back of Seifer's shaft, then took the length in his mouth again and deep throated him. Cupping Seifer's balls he squeezed gently, while his mouth and tongue continued their carnal assault.

Reaching down between his own legs he rubbed the tips of his first two fingers across the tip of his own arousal, moistening them with his love dew. Not missing a stroke with his mouth he brought the fingers up and inserted them into Seifer's hot opening and ran them back and forth across his lover's sweet spot, the thrust of his long elegant fingers matching the sweet tempo of his mouth.

“Yes!” Seifer groaned under the onslaught of Squall's hot mouth, tongue and fingers. “Don't stop.” He ordered and grasping Squall's head held him while his orgasm exploded in hot burst against the roof of Squall's mouth and down his hot throat.

Squall released Seifer's rod from the confines of his mouth and tenderly licked the tip of him getting the last few drops of cream that still remained. Licking further down he delicately drew the blonds ball sac into his mouth, rolling them back and forth with his tongue. Releasing them he licked further down to that sensitive little piece of skin that was directly behind the balls and tongued it. His fingers still thrusting in and out of his lover with slow even strokes, pausing to brush across the prostate.

Removing his fingers from Seifer, Squall grasped his hips and lifted his ass further into the air. Leaning forward he gently parted the cheeks and kissed and tongued the tight star of his lover's opening.

“Jesus! Oh god Squall. Yessssss!” Seifer groaned fisting his hands in the sheet and arching his back to meet the onslaught of Squall's wicked tongue. In their last bouts of lovemaking he had been the dominant, but now he wanted to be dominated, “God! God I want you in me Squall.” He cried out almost incoherent in his passion.

Squall lowered Seifer's hips back down to where they were resting in his lap. He knew that even though Seifer was hot for him, he needed to prepare his lover just a little bit more. Taking the lubricant he applied some to his first two fingers and thrust them back into Seifer's body, where he moved them back and forth separating them into a v to help his lusty bull loosen up a little more.

Pulling his fingers out he tore open a condom and rolled it down his hard length and started to rub the head of his arousal against Seifer's tight opening, willing his lover to open for him. He pressed forward with tantalizing slowness and pushed past that tight ring of muscles. He continued gently thrusting forward and was slowly encased in Seifer's hot tight depths.

“God…goddamn it Squall. It feels so fucking good. Don't stop.” Seifer arched his back up and thrust his hips further down taking all of Squall's length.

“Ahhh yes! Yes Squall. You feel so good in me.” Seifer screamed. His arms were flung above his head and he was clenching and unclenching the sheet. When Squall thrust deep and hard, he slammed his hips down at the same moment and groaned loud and long and clutched the sheet even tighter. So great was his carnality that he didn't notice when he yanked the sheet off the upper corners. There was only one thing on his mind right now, he wanted Squall to fuck him, he wanted it hard and he wanted it fast. But most importantly he wanted it now.

“Fuck me Squall!” Seifer growled. “Fuck me hard. And fuck me now!” Pushing himself up he straddled Squall's lap and started thrusting up and down on his long thick hardness.

Squall knew what his lover needed, and he was more then willing to give it to him. He had missed being the dominant and now he was going to enjoy it to it's fullest. “Get on your hands and knees Seifer.” He ordered his voice a low throaty growl.

Seifer scrambled off his lap and obeyed. Squall knelt behind him and seized his hips positioning himself at the opening thrust in hard and deep going to the hilt of his engorged shaft. “Ooh yes. More!” Seifer moaned loudly from underneath him. Squall complied with his lover's request thrusting in and out of him hard and fast. Each push of his hips against Seifer's ass pounded the headboard against the wall. With each powerful thrust he brought Seifer closer to the edge.

“Fuck yeah baby! Fuck me!” Seifer ordered him.

Withdrawing Squall slammed back into his lover giving him what he needed and wanted.

Seifer was moaning incoherently and Squall knew that he was going to come soon reaching around he grabbed his lover's hard thick length and started moving his hand slowly up and down the swollen column of flesh. Bringing Seifer to a mind numbing orgasm that matched his own.

Seifer collapsed on his stomach his breathing short and shallow. Falling forward on Seifer's hot sweaty back Squall withdrew from him and lay there panting from his exertions.

Finally able to move again Squall rolled off of Seifer and grabbing a handful of Kleenex pulled the condom off his still semi-hard member and fell face down on the bed beside his lover.

Seifer pulled himself over and started to kiss Squall repeatedly. “Do you have any fucking idea at all how fantastic you are?” He growled against Squall's neck and bit him. He had grown hard again and he pressed the length of his arousal against Squall's hip, rubbing it up and down the hard muscle of Squall's upper thigh.

Squall turned his head and kissed him his tongue running over Seifer's lips gaining entrance, where he licked back and forth against the hot spiciness of his lovers mouth and tongue, “Your insatiable today.” But felt his own arousal start to build with his need again.

“Yes, but so are you.” Seifer husked out and started to lick down Squall's back, stopping and paying extra attention to that one particular spot on Squall's back that drove him wild. That little juncture where his spine meet with his tailbone, continuing down he nibbled on the pearly white cheeks of his lover's derriere, running his hands over the velvety softness of his skin.

Seifer loved the fact that Squall's skin was flawless and knew that he probably never had a pimple in his life. He could never be described as handsome, sinfully gorgeous yes. A pretty boy, well yeah Squall could be described as a pretty boy. But what described him best was beautiful.

“You're my Biseinen boy Squall.” He murmured against Squall's tight rear end.

“What does that mean?” Squall asked him as he glanced over his shoulder.

Seifer parted the cheeks of Squall's ass and answered, “Beautiful young man, it's Japanese for beautiful young man.” Then with great care sweetly returned the favor that Squall had done for him earlier. Tenderly licking the tight little bud of his opening. Teasing him over and over again with quick little darts of his tongue or slow sensuous strokes.

Picking up the lubricant, Seifer applied a liberal amount to his first two fingers and inserted the long thick digits into Squall's tightness. Moving them with tantalizing slowness, he knew when he hit Squall's sweet spot, because his lover screamed out his name.

He was so hard now it was painful and grasping Squall's hips he turned him over and dropped his legs over his shoulders. Tearing open one of the condoms he rolled it down his lust-engorged rod. Grabbing the lubricant again he doused his raging hard-on with it and gripping Squall hips guided himself inside his lover.

He had been with his fair share of woman but none of them had encased him as hotly and tightly as Squall did. He had a body that was made for sin. His face would make angels envious. His legs were long and muscular and he loved how they would wrap around either his waist or his shoulders as he drove his swollen length into Squall's body. He pulled out and thrust back in and felt the condom break. “Fuck!” He growled and started to pull completely out.

Squall gazed up at him and managed to husk out, “What's wrong?”

“The fucking condom broke babe. I need to pull out and put another one on.”

“No! I want to be skin to skin with you Seifer.” Squall panted out.

“Are you sure?” Seifer questioned. He was one push away from not caring. Goddamn it Squall was hot with a condom on. But feeling those tight walls clasped around him without one, was like shoving his dick into a live volcano.

“Then let me pull it off. I don't want to be pulling latex out of your ass later.” Seifer breathed and pulled out, quickly removing what was left of the condom. Rubbing the head of his erection against Squall's little portal he pushed in and was engulfed in heat. As he thrust in and out of Squalls hot tight little body he was encouraged on to greater heights by the cries and screams from his lover.

“More Seifer!” Squall demanded breathing hard and fast, his lust riding at the crest of a tidal wave, “Harder. I want you to fuck me hard Seifer. Fuck me and make it hurt. God! Please Seifer, fuck me!”

Seifer grabbed his hips and keeping Squall's legs around his shoulders brought his lover slamming down on his cock and he thrust up as hard as he could.

“God damn it yes. Like that. More!” Squall screamed from under him. Seifer complied repeating the action over and over knowing that he was pleasing his Biseinen boy just from his reaction.

“I love how fucking tight you are Sweet Cheeks. No matter how many times I fuck you, you stay virgin tight.” Seifer growled low in his throat. He continued to pound in and out of his lover getting more and more turned on at the cries of unadulterated lust that were pouring from Squalls mouth.

Most were moans of passion, but there were also little mews of pain. He knew that he was hurting Squall just enough to make it good, but not enough to damage him. He felt Squall's length start to throb against his belly and knew that he was getting close. He wanted to prolong their pleasure just a little bit longer so he slowed and started to ease in and out of his lover's body with agonizing slowness and tenderness.

“NO!” Squall screamed at him, “Don't stop now. Goddamn you Seifer don't stop what you were doing to me.”

“I want it to last.” Seifer protested breathlessly.

“Do you honestly think that you're going to get away with only having me once this morning? Fuck me Seifer. Fuck me like you were doing.” Squall demanded.

“What if I hurt you?”

“Then I'll tell you!” Squall yelled at him, “Please Seifer I need you to be a little rough with me.”

“Fine! But get on your hands and knees.” Seifer ordered him.

Squall quickly complied sticking his tight little ass in the air. Seifer grasped his hips and in one quick movement slammed into his lover's passage. The force of it was hard enough to not only knock the headboard against the wall, but move the entire bed as well.

Leaning over Squall's body Seifer growled against his neck and bit him again, “Like that baby?” Then brought his hand down in several stinging slaps on that pearly white skin, leaving a bright red imprint.

“Yessssss.” Squall cried out. Goddamn, that had felt wonderful, he was so turned on and it had hurt but it hurt so fucking good, “More like that Seifer!” He moaned.

Each thrust that followed was just as hard and just as deep, followed by several more slaps to Squall's inverted heart shaped ass.

Seifer knew he was close to coming again and reaching around Squall grabbed his hard length in his hand and worked him up and down while he continued to ram in and out of his tight little ass.

“I'm coming!” Both men screamed in unison. Seifer came hard, hot and fast in Squall's channel while Squall released himself on Seifer's hand. Seifer brought his hand around and licked the sweet drops of his lover's orgasm off his fingers.

When Squall's orgasm hit, his muscles had spasmed and tightened around Seifer with enough force to make his lover harden for him yet again, while he was still buried deep.

Seifer eased out of Squall's body and turned him to his back. Their bodies were sweat slick but it didn't bother them, they enjoyed how they smelled together all musky and hot.

Smiling down at Squall, Seifer whispered softly, “I've fucked you senseless, now I'm going to make love to you Squall.”

And proceeded to do that, taking his lover to gut wrenching heights. Seifer had thrown his head back and his eyes were closed but when he looked down he saw the tears falling from Squall's eyes leaving salty little streams on his cheeks.

Seifer stopped the gentle movements of his hips leaning forward he kissed the tears away, “Am I hurting you?” He whispered against Squall's soft cheek.

“Oh god Seif. Oh god. No, you're not hurting me. It's so good. So very good with you.” Squall moaned softly, throwing his head back he cried out his passion. “Don't stop Seif. Ohhh please don't stop.”

Seifer continued his tender thrusting and this time when their orgasms hit, he collapsed on top of Squall who he had just rendered unconscious with his loving. Rolling to his side he gathered his lover's body against his and joined him in his blissful slumber.

When they awoke it was 10:30, “So you want to take a shower with me?” Squall murmured and pulled off the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

Seifer untangled himself from the sheets and followed Squall into the bathroom, where he joined him under the warm jets of water, and started to run his hands over Squall's body. “You have a body made for sin Sweet Cheeks.”

“Ummm, do I now?” Squall groaned then added seductively, “So does that make you my penance or my absolution?”

“Neither! I'm your temptation.” Seifer growled and pinned Squall to the wall of the shower.

When they exited the shower and entered their bedroom they found that it was almost 11:00. “What should I wear?” Seifer asked him as he riffled through his clothes that were hanging in the closet.

“Slacks and a nice shirt.” Squall replied from beside him. He pulled out a pair of white trousers and a white short-sleeved button down shirt. To complete his ensemble he pulled out a black snakeskin belt and a pair of black leather dress shoes. Quickly dressing he looked at Seifer who was wearing a pair of light gray slacks and a emerald green dress shirt, which caused his eyes to turn to a more vibrant green.

“You look really good in green Seif.” Squall breathed out.

“Thanks baby. You look good in whatever you have or don't have on.” Seifer preened and gave him a longing look.

“Flatterer. Come lets go. I need coffee.”

After a quick stop at Starbucks to get their morning fuel, they were on the road. Squall had changed the CD to Nickelback's `All the Right Reasons.'

Once they were out of city limits Squall up shifted. Seifer really hadn't been paying attention to how fast they were going until Squall took the first curve they came to at 120.

He glanced over at the brunet in the drivers seat and saw a look of bliss on his face as they came to the next curve, which he took just as fast as he had the previous one. That was when he started to white knuckle it. “Could you slow down? I've ridden bulls less dangerous then your driving.”

Squall's response was a deep-throated chuckle instead of slowing down he up shifted again and took the next curve in the road at 150.

“Where the fuck did you learn how to drive?” Seifer yelled.

Squall smiled evilly, his silver blue eyes blazing behind his black Ray Bans and answered honestly, “The Autobahn.”

“What?” The shock was apparent in Seifer's voice. “You're joking right?”

“No. The year I turned 15, I spent the summer with my grandparents in Germany.” Squall replied honestly. “Relax Seif. I've driven this stretch of road so many times I could do it blindfolded. In about 10 miles we're going to run into a speed trap.”

“Don't you think you should slow down?” Seifer admonished him.

“Baby, there's nothing they have that can catch me.” Squall laughed.

“For Christ sake Squall you're a fucking cop.”

“Oh alright.” He grumbled, down shifted and slowed to 60-mph. “You doing okay babe?”

“You're an adrenaline junkie aren't you?”

“No.”

“How fast can this thing go?”

“On a straight road, I've got it up to 210. But top speed is between 230 and 240.” Squall answered.

“You're guardian angel has a jet pack doesn't he?” Seifer said in amazement.

“Yeah and it runs on nitrous.” Squall laughed and handed Seifer his cell phone. “Here do me a favor call my dad and tell him we'll be there in about 15 minutes.”

Arriving a short time later at his father's house Squall was surprised to see his maternal grandparents were there and were waiting out front with his father when he pulled up in front of the house.

Squall alighted lithely from the car, “Da, Gram!” He said happily hugging them both and kissed the woman on both cheeks.

“Squall, how have you been?” His grandfather greeted him jovially. He knew about his eldest grandson's sexual preference and like Squall's father had come to grips with it. It really helped when he had caught Squall kissing the housekeeper's son when he was 12. He knew then that the revelation that Squall had made when he was 10, that he was gay wasn't a phase and no amount of therapy would `help straighten the boy out'. No matter what his father said it was thanks to his intervention that the therapy had ended when Squall was 13.

“Squall, honey it's good to see you again.” His grandmother said softly. She was a sedate woman, who still really hadn't come to terms with her grandson's homosexuality. She was still convinced that he was going through a phase and was constantly trying to set him up when one young lady after another. To her chagrin Squall never showed any interest in them, yes he would take them out on the expected date, and be the perfect gentleman the entire night giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek at the end of the evening, not even promising to call, because both knew that he wouldn't. The next day the girl would receive a very nice floral arrangement and a note thanking her for a nice evening.

The next person that he was greeted by was his mother's brother Adam, “Uncle Adam.” He greeted the man with a hug, and whispered in his ear, “Is everyone here?”

His Uncle Adam picked him up in a spine-cracking hug, and whispered back, “Yes. Including a girl for you. Mom's trying to fix you up again.”

“Oh god! I'm being punished.” Squall muttered.

Adam Leonhart threw back his head and laughed, “And what have you done to be punished for this time? By the way who's the blond still sitting in the car?” He pointed over to the car.

“Shit!” Squall muttered and walked back over to the car, and opened Seifer's door, he looked in and said, “Seif, you may as well get out.”

Seifer pulled out of the car reluctantly, he saw a group of people emerging from the house, “What the hell is going on Squall?”

“Like it or not Seifer you are now smack dab in the middle of a freaking family reunion. I swear to you baby I didn't know.” Squall explained.

“How are you going to explain me Squall?” He hissed under his breath.

“Seif, I'm going to introduce you as my boyfriend.” Squall said honestly. “But if you prefer I can always use fuck buddy.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Seifer my family knows that I'm gay and for the most part they're fine with it.” He said with a smile.

“The most part?”

“My Gram, is always trying to fix me up with one girl after another. She refuses to believe that someone as gorgeous as I am could possible be a,” he let his voice drop down to a barely audible whisper “homosexual. Seif, they won't bite.” Then licked his upper lip, “Although if you want me to I will later when we get home, but only if you want me to.” He wagged his eyebrows at the tall blond.

Seifer shook his head in amusement, “You're insatiable. I thought I wore you out last night and this morning.” He murmured against Squall's earlobe.

Squall had to fight rubbing himself against Seifer's groin he knew his lover was as hot to fuck as he was. His body language spoke volumes. Squall leaned up and whispered against Seifer's ear, “I know a quiet little place that we can stop on the way home and make love again, or if you prefer a bed there's a nice little Bed and Breakfast that's half an hour away or I could have us home in a little over an hour.”

All Seifer wanted to do was find the nearest hedge and tumble Squall under it. “Home.” He growled.

Squall laughed merrily his thoughts mirroring Seifer's looping his arm around Seifer waist led him over to his family, “Come on let me introduce you everyone.”

It took awhile for Squall to begin the introductions since eleven children and their parents mobbed him. Several hugs and kisses later he began his introductions.

“Seifer, this is my grandfather former senator Kane Leonhart and my grandmother Madeline. Da, Gram this is my boyfriend Seifer Almasy.”

The introductions continued and Seifer met Squall's Uncle Adam and Aunt Serena along with their four children Sebastian, Kevin, Trenton and Maxine lovingly known as Max. His Uncle Dan and Aunt Judie were next with their three little girls Adrian, Caitlin and Yvette.

“And this lovely woman is my stepmother, Shauna, and these miscreants are my brother's Gideon and Sean.” Kneeling down Squall picked up a little girl who had soft brown hair and deep brown eyes, “And this little angel is my sister Ellone.”

As Seifer meet each of the Leonhart's he realized that those that were blood related all had the same fine delicate features that Squall did, and they all had those amazing silver blue eyes. He looked at Squall's grandfather again. God the man had to be in his late 60 at least but didn't look a day over 45. The only sign of age was a few laugh lines around his eyes and his auburn hair was gingerly tossed with silver. Squall's uncles were the same way they looked nowhere near as old as they were. No wonder Squall only looked like he was about 17.

The tapping of a foot behind him caused him to spin around and laugh it was his sister Carrie. He had tried not to have a favorite sibling but she was his.

“Squall Leonhart you have been at our father's house for the last ten minutes and you haven't even greeted me.” Carrie chastised him with a laugh and fake pout and hugged him tight. Then she saw Seifer and smiled at her brother again, “Well are you going to introduce me?”

Squall returned her hug and gave a quick kiss on the cheek, “Seifer, this beautiful young lady is my sister Carrie. Care, this is my boyfriend Seifer Almasy.”

Seifer smiled down at her, Squall was right. She was beautiful, she has the same dark cocoa locks that he did and her eyes were the color of rain-washed violets. She was 5'9” and willowy but had curves in all the right places.

Carrie did a slow perusal over Seifer Almasy, “God Squall you always did have the best taste in men.” Then she added to Seifer, “So tall, blond and gorgeous do you have any straight brothers?” She had thought that Cloud and Vincent were really nice looking, but Seifer Almasy was all golden and scrumptious. And lord help her he was so ruggedly handsome.

Seifer laughed, “No I only have a sister.”

“What a pity.” She smiled at him and Seifer saw that she had the same smile that Squall would get. One that was slow and sexy but also full of mischief.

“Hey are you flirting with my boyfriend?” Squall teased her.

“Hell yeah!” She replied pertly. Since her back was to him, she missed the vehement look that she received from her fiancé, a tall black haired man with brown eyes, who could have been described as handsome if he didn't look so angry at the moment.

She was quickly reminded of his presence when he stomped over and forced himself between them, “Since nobody else around here has any manners. I guess I have to introduce myself” He said rudely, “I'm Anthony J. Stonewall her fiancé.” He glared at Seifer trying to intimidate him.

“Well, I'm Seifer Garrett Almasy and I'm gay.” Seifer sneered down at him, green eyes flashing dangerously.

“For the love of god A.J. take a chill pill!” Carrie muttered. A.J. knew that she was a notorious flirt but that's all she did was flirt. She did love him, but his possessiveness was really starting to get on her last nerve. He hated when she wanted to spend time with Squall, always coming up with last minute plans so she couldn't. It had been over a month since she had seen her favorite sibling and she wasn't going to let him spoil it for her.

Carrie Loire loved her brother Squall, he was her hero and had been since she was three and he was nine. Their older brother Ben had thrown her in the pool to teach her how to swim then had stood there and laughed as she floundered around in the water screaming. Squall had heard her cries for help from the pool house where he had gone to change into he swim trunks.

With no thought of modesty he ran out and jumped in the pool stark naked and saved her from drowning. After pulling her from the water he sat and comforted her until she finally stopped crying and shaking. They both heard Ben snickering from the patio door Squall released her with soothing promises that he'd be right back. Then got up and chased Ben through the house and even though Ben was older and bigger then he was Squall had beaten the dog snot out of him. Squall had spent the rest of that summer helping her get over her fear of the water and teaching her to swim. He had also helped nurture her love of music buying her a Stratocaster for her eighth birthday.

“Seifer would you mind terribly if I stole my brother for a few minutes.” She knew that Squall had broken up with Vincent Valentine over a year ago but she didn't know why. No one in the family knew, all they knew was that he would get really closed mouth whenever Vincent was mentioned.

Seifer nodded his assent, what choice did he have considering she was already dragging Squall away.

When they were well away from everyone she said, “Okay Squall you don't have to tell me. But what happened between you and Vincent?”

Squall let out a deep breath he had avoided telling his anyone what happened between he and Vincent. It had made him so angry and had humiliated him. But after Vincent's revelation last night he the felt that he could talk more openly about it, “He was unfaithful to me.

“What an asshole. Why?” Carrie was pissed she knew how her brother felt about fidelity. She had the same sense of values on it herself. “That's it, the next time I'm in Frisco I'm going to cut off all his protruding body parts.”

Squall pulled her into a hug and laughed, “I love you too. And you don't have to worry about hurting him, he knows that he fucked up and he will never be my lover again, but we are friends. Besides I have Seifer now.”

“And?” Carrie prodded him.

“I love him.” Squall replied honestly.

“Have you told him yet?”

“No. We've known each other less then a week.”

“Oh!” Carrie said and smiled at him “How does he feel about you?”

“I know he likes me a lot. But love? I don't know if he loves me or not. I haven't told him yet because I'm afraid that I might scare him off.” He replied honestly. “Now I think we should rejoin everyone before dad breaks out baby pictures of me.”

Carries laughter joined her brothers as they entered the house. “Before I forget the Loire's relations are here as well.”

After Carrie and Squall had walked away, Laguna placed a friendly hand on Seifer's shoulder. “Why don't we go into the house?”

Once they were inside, Seifer was introduced to the Loire side of Squall's family. There were his grandparents, Fredrick and Katryna Loire, his Uncle Julian and his wife Guinevere and their three little boys Quinn, Cody and Justin, his Aunt Corinne and her husband Jean-Luc along with their three boys and two girls, Nathaniel, Micah, Doyle, Bernadette, and Lucinda, respectably. Squall's Uncle Matthew and his life partner Christian finished out the horde. It was from this side of the family that Squall got those glorious chocolate covered locks that graced his head.

Squall and Carrie walked into the huge family room, where once again he was overran with relatives. After the hug and kisses were passed around, Squall's Uncle Matthew pulled him aside.

“I like this one a lot better then your last boyfriend.” He grinned.

Squall smiled at him and said, “Me too.” He glanced over to where Seifer was sitting with Laguna on the other side of him, a photo album opened on Seifer's lap. “Oh god, I am being punished.” Squall groaned. As luck would have it, Laguna was showing Seifer baby pictures of him.

“And what have you done to be punished for you naughty boy?' Matthew joked and looked once more across the room at the handsome blond, then added, “Or should that be who have you been doing?”

Seifer looked across the room at him smiled and raised an amused eyebrow, he looked down at the picture of a one year old Squall laid out on a bearskin rug with his naked little tushy sticking up in the air. The same impish smile that he still had on his innocent face and the lock of hair that fell down in his eyes was present even then.

Seifer was actually having a lot of fun. This is what family should be, his was dysfunctional at best, his mom had committed suicide when he was six and his father had turned into even more of an asshole. Seifer could do nothing right, he tried everything to make his old man happy, but nothing ever worked.

His dad remarried and his new wife just up and left one day leaving Jake Almasy with another child, his sister who had born the year he turned 11. After that came the constant stream of women and the drinking. Then his dad was dishonorably discharged from the Marines for excessive force against a recruit.

It depressed him a little he hadn't seen his sister in close to two years, but he still wrote to her and called her and made sure to send her Christmas and Birthday presents every year. He hated having to go through his father to see his sister so he had avoided contact with her.

Now he was sitting in Squall's father house, surrounded by Squall's family, looking at baby pictures of Squall. God he was a cute little shit when he was a baby, and now he was just so gorgeous. Somewhere in the midst of all the craziness he had fallen in love with him and he was glad that Squall was his. His old man would have a shit fit if he knew that his son had fallen in love with another man. He didn't know how to tell Squall that he was in love with him. He loved his beautiful Sweet Cheeks and he knew he always would, but he was afraid of how Squall would react if he said that he loved him.

Squall walked over and sat on the other side of Seifer and placed his hand casually on the blond's knee. He quirked an eyebrow at Squall, leaned over and whispered in his ear, “I want a more resent copy of this one.”

Squall whispered back, “And it shall be yours, but only if you're the photographer.” And traced his fingers lightly over his lovers knee.

“Yeah, but if I'm the photographer the pictures won't be able to be developed.” Seifer replied with a lecherous grin.

Before the conversation could go further, “Squall, honey you remember Rinoa Heartilly don't you?” His grandmother Maddie interjected, brining the aforementioned woman forward.

Squall groaned under his breath, “Now I know I'm being punished.” His smile when it came was tight, he knew his grandmother had his best interest at heart, but why had she picked Rinoa of all people.

Seifer stiffened beside him, he knew how Squall felt about Rinoa and wondered how the little bitch had wheedled and invitation to this gathering.

“Squalleeeeeeeeeee!” She shrilled and ran across the room, and once again plastered herself in his lap, raining wet pasty kisses all over his face. He tried standing to dislodge her but to no avail. She wrapped her arms around his neck in a strangle hold and wasn't letting go.

Carrie saw Seifer's inner struggle and knew that he was fighting punching Rinoa in the face. She knew her brother didn't like Rinoa having seen his reaction to her at several functions at the country club. There was also the fact that Squall had told her exactly what Rinoa was, not only was she looking to prove Squall wasn't gay she was a gold digging opportunistic bitch who was also after the Leonhart name and money.

Carrie made the quick decision that something needed to be done before Rinoa took the groping that she was doing to an even more inappropriate level. Without even thinking about the consequences of her actions she pulled away from her fiancé stomped across the room yanked Rinoa off of Squall's lap and punched her dead in the face, knocking the smaller woman flat on her ass.

Carrie hissed down at her fallen adversary, “Act like a lady instead of a bitch in heat.”

When Rinoa had shrieked out Squall's name it brought a sudden halt to the conversation and activities in the room. Then when Carrie stomped across the room everyone watched to see the altercation.

Rinoa Heartilly was now sitting on the floor with a bloody nose. Shrugging their collective shoulders they turned back to their previous activities and continued as if brawling in the family room were an everyday occurrence.

Rinoa leapt to her feet and screamed, “What did you just say?”

“You heard me you dime store bimbo. If you had one iota of self respect you wouldn't be behaving like a whore on payday.” Carrie lowered her voice to a whisper that only Rinoa heard, “Squall wouldn't screw you with fifth of scotch under his belt and a strap on. Now you have one of two choices you can leave walking or in a body bag.”

Rinoa brought her hand up to her nose to try and staunch the flow of blood, sneered at Carrie and said, “I was invited.”

Carrie stepped forward redoubling up her fist but was stopped by her father saying, “Miss Heartilly this is a family function and I think it would be best if you were to leave. Now!” The usual cheeriness that surrounded Laguna Loire was gone.

“What about him?” Rinoa shrieked and pointed at Seifer Almasy.

“He is my son's boyfriend and you my dear are an unwelcome guest. You will leave now, and I won't mention you're lewd behavior to your father the next time I see him.” Laguna said with finality.

“But whyyyyy?” Rinoa whined.

Feeling the tension rolling off Squall, Seifer offered helpfully his voice full of sarcasm, “Because you're trailer park called and it's missing it's tramp.” Which caused everyone with the exception of Rinoa to start laughing.

Laguna bit back the laughter and called out, “Albert, please bring Miss Heartilly her jacket and have Tyrone bring her car around she is leaving.”

Maddie Leonhart had the good grace to be embarrassed, she was a little angry with herself. Rinoa Heartilly had approached her at the club last night and had fed her what was obviously a lie. That she and Squall were a couple and they had quarreled and he being the stubborn male that he was refused to take her phone calls, and would she, being Squall's grandmother perhaps help intercede on her behalf.

She looked over to where he eldest and favorite grandson was sitting with that ruggedly handsome blond man who was speaking in low soothing tones to him. She saw it, how much Seifer Almasy cared about her grandson and he obviously cared about the other man. She let out a small sigh of defeat she now knew that her grandson would never like the fairer sex in that way. She walked over to where they were and kissed him softly on the cheek. “Squall.”

Squall smiled up at her she always had his best interest at heart. Rising to his feet he hugged her close, “It's okay Gram you don't have to say anything.”

Maddie broke from her grandson's embrace and smiled at Seifer, stepping over to the couch where he was still sitting she leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as well, then whispered in his ear, “Be good to my darling boy.”

Seifer turned his head and kissed her lightly powdered cheek and replied just as softly, “Yes mam.”

After they had finished lunch and retired back to the family room Shauna came over and told Squall that she needed to speak to him in private. Following her from the room he was led upstairs to a spare room, which Laguna had turned into her studio.

Before she had married Laguna Loire, Shauna Seagill was a photographer, she still enjoyed doing it but it was more leisure now then professional. She smiled at her stepson and said, “I heard Seifer ask for a more recent copy of you on a bearskin rug.” Walking over to the closet she pulled out a piece of faux fur and laid it out in front of the window.

“Why don't you go ahead and strip down to your underwear and once you get to the rug I'll close my eyes until you lay down.”

Squall turned a little pink, “Shauna, I don't wear underwear.”

“Oh!” She replied and turned a little red herself.

“Turn around.” Squall said and gave her an engaging smile. When she had he walked over to the piece of fur and quickly striped off his clothes, and lay belly down on the soft furry surface. “Okay, you can turn back around now.”

When she did, Shauna was shocked by how elegantly beautiful her stepson was, picking up her camera she took several shots. “Do you want me to touch them up and remove the tan-line when I develop these?”

Squall looked over at her a mischievous smile on his mouth, “Don't worry about it, Seifer likes Oreo's.”

“What?” She questioned then really turned red when she realized that he did indeed look like an Oreo. She was already planning on superimposing a glass of milk beside Squall on the rug.

Turning around she gave her stepson the privacy that he needed to redress, as he did Squall ask, “Don't tell Seifer. I want these to be a surprise.”

“I won't.” Shauna promised as they made their way back downstairs to rejoin the rest of the family.

“Squall, Uncle Adam wants to hear us play.” Carrie greeted as soon as he walked through the door, she had a classical guitar around her neck. Squall walked over to the upright piano and sat down on the bench.

After they had played Bridge Over Troubled Water, Adam asked, “Squall, Carrie, do Imagine.”

“I'm sorry Uncle Adam, but I won't do that song.” Squall refused graciously.

“What's wrong don't know the words?” A.J. sneered.

“No that's not it at-all, Squall plays that particular song once a year and that is on his mother's birthday.” Laguna snapped.

Squall's little brother Sean was now sitting beside Seifer on the couch, “Do you play anything?”

“Yeah! I play the fiddle.” Seifer replied with a smile.

“Really?”

“Yep, really.”

“My daddy play's the violin.” He replied with a gap-toothed smile.

“Seifer, would you like to play.” Laguna offered. At the affirmative nod he went and got his violin and handed it to the blond. “It's probably going to need tuning.”

Seifer put the polished instrument up to his shoulder and drew the bow across the strings and did a little adjusting and soon had it tuned.

Carrie looked over at the big blond and smirked then plucked out those first classic notes of dueling banjos.

A.J. was starting to get really pissed off, he was supposed to be the center of her universe and here she was ignoring him, “That's dueling banjos!” He snapped petulantly.

Seifer's response was drawing the bow across the strings in the next line of notes answering her challenge, letting the last note draw out.

The rest of the afternoon was spent with everyone sitting around laughing, talking, and listening to the three young people play, at 5:30 Squall and Seifer bid everyone goodbye and went home.