Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ Tattoos and Care Bears ( Chapter 27 )

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

CHAPTER 27: Tattoos and Care Bears

The next morning Squall once again woke before Seifer and gazed down with love at him. He smiled and ran his fingers through the golden blond hair and thought about the night before. Seifer had been true to his word and had taken him to soul rendering heights of passion.

Their lust for each other had been taken care of with the lap dance and what had followed. Seifer had turned Squall unto his back and slowly started running his fingers over the muscled flesh becoming more excited as Squall trembled beneath him. Then he had made love with him with such gentle tenderness that it caused Squall to cry once again.

Seifer stopped moving and asked, “Am I hurting you?” Then kissed away the tears that were falling from Squalls eyes down his smooth cheeks.

“No.” Squall said softly as he ran his fingers over the hard expanse of Seifer's back.

Seifer smiled down at his lover and that's when he saw it. Squall had opened up completely all the love and trust that he had for him was shining in the depths of his tear washed silver blue eyes. He could do no less and opened up himself.

Squall saw the tears form in Seifer's lime green eyes then felt them splash on his face, “I love you.” He cried out and wrapped his arms and legs tighter around Seifer's body.

“I love you too.” Seifer replied and started to kiss him but stopped when he saw Squall's soul staring back at him and felt his own take flight and join that of his lover.

The two falcons crashed together in mid-flight joining talons as they crashed towards the ground in the erotic mating dance that they had been doing since the dawn of time. The vision left him breathless. Looking at Squall once more he saw that he was also having trouble breathing and knew that he had shared the vision with him.

“I'm going to love you forever Squall Rayne Leonhart.” Seifer husked out as he pressed his mouth against Squall's in a kiss of binding.

“And I'm going to love you forever Seifer Garret Almasy.” Squall replied and returned the kiss.

One moment of love making blended into another and it was finally sheer exhaustion that made them fall asleep held in the comfort of each others arms.

The chirping of Squall's cell phone shattered the still quietness of the morning reaching over he snapped it open and said softly, “Leonhart.”

“Squall, it's Edea Kramer, I just wanted to let you know that your order is complete and we can have it out to you around noon today if that's okay.” The woman's voice filtered through softly to him.

“That's fine. Did you have a chance to reupholster the chairs?” He asked just as softly.

“Yes we did.”

“Terrific. I may not be here but my boyfriend will be and has my permission to sign for the delivery.” Squall said and clicked the phone shut.

Seifer had stirred a little behind him and had put an arm around his waist and held him close. “Um, where are you going babe?” He asked sleepily and cuddled in closer.

Squall managed to turn over in Seifer's arms and snuggled up to him, “I was going to go for a long run today.”

Seifer smirked and bite Squall lightly on the shoulder, “I thought I gave you a good work out.”

Squall blushed, “Would you stop.” Then explained, “I enjoy running. If you'd like to come with I can wait until later to go.”

“No that's okay. I would actually like to have a little time alone. It will give me time to call around and find a gym that I can join, so I can go and weight lift.” Seifer smiled at him right before he kissed him. “I love you Squall, I love you so much.”

“I love you to Seifer.” Squall whispered against his mouth and returned his kiss. Before anything further could happen the ringing of the doorbell interrupted them.

Seifer raised an inquisitive eyebrow, “Wow, that was quick.”

Squall pulled away from him, got out of bed and slipped on the jeans that he had been wearing the night before. Going out to the living room he checked the peephole and was surprised to see that it was his sister.

Opening the door he grabbed her in a hug, “Care this is a surprise.” He greeted her and saw that she had an overnight bag and a guitar case.

“Can I stay here with you for a while. I left A.J. and I really don't want to go back to Monterey yet.” Carrie offered as an explanation and hugged him.

“Of course you're always welcome you know that.” Squall replied and grabbed the overnight bag and looping his arm around her slender waist led her into the house.

Seifer pulled out of bed and shimmied into his jeans and walked into the living room, crossing over to where Squall and Carrie were standing he grabs her in a hug and said, “Hello Care Bear my beautiful blond bombshell.” The part of his heart that he hadn't given to Squall belonged to her. He had given it to her when she had laid Rinoa out in lavender.

“Hello yourself you big stud.” She laughed up at Seifer and returned his hug.

“I'll put these in the other bedroom and make some coffee and you can tell us what happened if you want to.” Squall smiled at her and took the guitar case from her hand and carried it along with the overnight bag into the other room.

When he got back to the living room Carrie told him that Seifer was making coffee for them and would be right back. She had pulled off her leather jacket and kicked off her boots and was curled up on the loveseat. Squall snorted when he saw what shirt she was wearing. It was electric lime green and had a cartoon elephant and a woman on it. The bubble above the woman's head said, `Me love you good long time $20.00, me so horny.' The caption under the cartoon said, “Horton hears a ho!”

“I can't believe you still have that shirt.” Squall laughed.

“Of course I love this shirt.” Carrie smiled at him but then frowned sadly.

“Come here.” Squall gestured her over. When she got to him he pulled her into his lap and held her. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“A.J. started up on his shit again. Do you know what he accused me of?” Not waiting for Squall to respond she continued, “He accused me of all sorts of things from sleeping with the mailman to spending to much time with my fag brother. God damn it Squall, when I saw you at daddy's that was the first time I had seen or talked to you in over a month. Oh and you're a bad influence on me that whenever I'm around you I develop an attitude problem.”

Squall held her and just let her vent out her frustration and she seethed, “I don't have an attitude problem.”

Seifer offered helpfully from the kitchen door, “He has a problem with your attitude.”

Carrie laughed a little, “Yes he does and I told him so.” She stopped in her narration afraid to tell her brother what happened next. Out of her immediate family Squall had the scariest temper. Oh he would vent and rage as well as any of them but when a certain line was crossed he would get really quiet and that was usually when someone wound up getting hurt.

“What happened?” Squall asked.

“He tried to hit me but I did a roundhouse and kicked him across the room.” Carrie finished quickly, she saw her brother and Seifer's faces go dark with rage. “Honest Squall, when I left he was spitting teeth.”

“I'm so proud of you. But if he ever comes near you again, I'll kill him. And since I'm a cop I know how to dispose of a body.” Squall finished darkly.

“You don't have to worry about that Squall. I never want to see that piece of shit ever again.” Carrie vowed passionately.

Seifer walked over to where they were sitting on the couch and hunkering down enfolded them in his arms, “You want to know something Care Bear, Squall's not the only one who's proud of you.”

Carrie wiggled around on Squall's lap so she could hug both of them, “Thank you both so much.”

“It's not a problem but you need to let me up. I need coffee.” Squall hugged her again.

“Let me get it Sweet Cheeks.” Seifer offered and pulled away from Carries hug. “How do you take it Care Bear?”

“Milk and sugar please.” She replied and moved off her brother's lap and cuddled up by him on the couch.

Seifer returned a short time later carrying the three cups of coffee. Handing one to Carrie and one to Squall, he waited until Squall took the first sip off the cup and exchanging the cup that he was still holding with that of his lover. Took a swallow and said, “Ummm perfect.”

“Daddy told me that you were having new furniture made for the guest room.” Carrie said and looked over to where Seifer was sitting on the loveseat. She winked at Seifer, her violet eyes twinkling merrily she offered, “And since I hate sleeping on the couch, I can sleep with Seifer.” Which caused the big blond to start laughing.

“Not a chance. You know I don't share my toys.” Squall laughed along with her and Seifer.

“Squall?” She chewed on her lower lip. “I wasn't able to get a lot of my stuff.”

“Don't worry about it. I'll take you shopping. And if you'd like ee can go to Oakland in the next couple of days and get the rest of your things.”

“Sweet! My taste your plastic. My favorite kind of shopping.” Carrie replied and asked hopefully “Are we taking the McLaren?”

“No! We're taking the Beamer. And even if we were taking the McLaren I wouldn't let you drive.”

“Well poop!”

Seifer looked over at her and asked, “How did you get here from Oakland Care Bear?”

“I took the BART.”

“BART?”

“Bay Area Rapid Transit.” Squall and Carrie replied together.

The next hour was spent in comfortable conversation. Squall got up and took the cups into the kitchen to refill. When he returned, instead of sitting on the couch he sat by Seifer on the loveseat, he put his hand on the blond's knee and rested his head against the broad shoulder.

After they had finished the pot of coffee Squall smiled over at his sister, “If I'm going to take you shopping I need to shower and change.”

When Squall came into the living room 15 minutes later he was dressed in a pair of cut-offs, running shoes, and a red tee shirt. The tee shirt had the Trix rabbit on it dressed as a streetwalker. The caption read, `Silly kids tricks are for prostitutes.'

“I remember when I bought that for you.” Carrie laughed.

“So do I. I bought you the Horton shirt at the same time.” Squall replied with a chuckle.

Seifer quirked an amused brow, “You're wearing that shopping?” Remembering how Squall had dressed when he had taken him shopping.

“Yes and no. After I drop Carrie off I still need to run.” Squall answered.

Seifer stood and walked over to Squall and enclosed him in his arms, “I love you.”

Squall returned the hug and gave his lover a light kiss on the mouth, “I love you too.”

Releasing him Seifer swatted Squall on the ass and said, “See you later Sweet Cheeks.”

Squall stuck his tongue out at Seifer, “You know you will my lusty bull.”

When they got out to the garage Carrie threw he arms around her brother and hugged him, “I'm so happy for you Squall.”

“Thanks Care.” He replied and hugged her back.

“I've never seen you this happy before.” She smiled at him.

Going over to the passenger door he opened it for her and replied, “I've never been this happy.”

Once he was settled behind the wheel he opened the garage door and they were on their way. A short time later they arrived at Irvine's.

“I'm going to go in with you to let them know to put everything on my account. Then I'll go to Skyelark's and let Selphie know that you'll be coming in to get shoes.” He said and handed her the keys to the BMW.

When they walked through the door Carrie automatically started looking at clothes while Squall went over to the cashier and asked to speak with Irvine.

A tall man with long butterscotch colored hair and indigo eyes interrupted Carrie. “Hello Cherie.” He greeted in an obviously fake French accent.

“Hello.” Carrie replied politely.

“You are very how you say belle, um beautiful.” He continued flirting outrageously. “So are you looking for a dress for something special, a luncheon with your girlfriends? Perhaps a rendezvous with a lover?” He dropped his eyelid in a slow sexy wink.

Carrie bit back her laughter. This idiot obviously suffered from the misconception that he was charming she thought he sounded like Pepe Le Pew on crack. “No just shopping.” She answered a little tersely.

“Ah Bella. You put yourself in my hands and I, Irvine Kinneas will make you more beautiful then you already are.” Irvine continued. “If you do not have a lover, perhaps you will let me offer my services. I am how you say…”

“Complètement de la merde.” Squall's amused voice interrupted from behind him. “Ne convenez-vous pas Carrie?”

Carrie started laughing, she understood exactly what her brother had said since she was also fluent in French. “Oui il est vous dites un nincompoop?”

Irvine looked between the ravishing young woman and one of his favorite customers he didn't understand what they were saying. But he was still in an outrageous flirty mood and continued in his cartoon accent, waving his hand dramatically at Squall, “You! Go away, I am biz-zee making zee love to zis woe-man.” Irvine grabbed Carrie's hand and started to kiss it.

“You're going to be busy keeping yourself from getting castrated if Selphie finds out. Then there's also the fact that she's my sister.” Squall smirked at Irvine a gleam in his eyes.

Irvine immediately dropped Carrie's hand and the accent. He had the good grace to blush but was unable to stop flirting, “You can't blame me for trying.”

Squall shook his head and chuckled, “I guess I can't. Irvine this is my sister Carrie. Care this is Irvine Kinneas don't let him creep you out too much. He's actually quite harmless if you can get passed the constant stream of shit that comes out of his mouth. Irvine make sure she gets what ever she needs and charge it to my account.”

Irvine smiled at Squall, “Does that include my phone number?”

“You're a putz Kinneas.” Squall laughed and gave Carrie a quick hug “I'll see you when I get home.” Left the store jogged to Skyelark's and told Selphie that his sister would be stopping by and to make sure that she got anything that she needed.

After Squall finished his run he stopped by, `Tattoo You', he had decided that he was going to get another tattoo and smirked when he thought of Seifer's reaction to it when he saw it. Going in he told the artist what he wanted.

When the tat was finished Squall stood and looked over his shoulder in the full-length mirror at the piece of art that was on his right butt cheek. It was a red letter `A' that had horns sticking out the sides of it. On one of the horns there was a halo that was hanging off of it.

Before he had got the tattoo he was just going to jog home but now he knew that he wouldn't be able to since his butt check was tender so he made the decision to take a cab home. Going outside Squall was waiting for the cab to show up.

When everything went black!

Authors notes: babelfish to the rescue on the translation. If there are any mistakes let me know and I will correct them.

Complètement de la merde. Full of shit.

Ne convenez-vous pas Carrie? Don't you agree Carrie?

Oui il est vous dites un nincompoop. Yes he is how you say nincompoop.