Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ Pink sweats and chastity belts ( Chapter 38 )

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

CHAPTER 38: Pink sweats and chastity belts

After Seifer had joined Squall in the bedroom Carrie and Kadaj talked for a while longer and decided to watch a movie. Carrie woke with a small start and saw the ending credits of the movie, she was snuggled up in the crook of Kadaj's arm and he too had fallen asleep. Glancing at her watch she saw that it was almost 1:00 in the morning.

“Kaj.” Carrie whispered.

“Ummm, five more minutes.” He replied sleepily.

“Kaj, wake up the movie's over.” Carrie said softly.

Kadaj opened his eyes and smiled at her, “I guess I was really tired.” He replied and yawned.

“Since it's so late and you look exhausted why don't you stay here tonight?” Carrie said and stifled the yawn that threatened to escape her mouth.

Doing a one armed stretch since he didn't want to let her go yet Kadaj asked, “Are you sure your brother won't mind me sleeping on the couch?”

Carrie smiled at him and answered, “You can sleep in my room with me. This couch is not very comfortable for sleeping on.”

“Sounds good.” Then added mischievously, “You don't snore do you?”

“No I don't snore you silver haired devil.” Carrie replied in mock outrage, “Do you snore?”

“No. But I do talk in my sleep occasionally.” Kadaj answered with a sly smile.

“Whatever.” Carrie grinned at him and standing up she helped Kadaj to his feet and led him into her bedroom. Leaving the door open she walked over to the dresser and rummaging through it blindly pulled out a pair of sweats and tossed them to him and said quietly, “Here you'll be more comfortable in these then in your leather pants.” Crossing over to the bed she grabbed her lime green pajamas and left the bedroom to get dressed in the bathroom.

After Carrie had left the bedroom Kadaj sat down on the edge of the bed untied his black leather work boots and removed them as well as his socks, standing he shimmed out of the tight leather pants and laid them across the chair back that sat in front of the vanity dresser. He hadn't been paying attention to the sweats when she had thrown them to him but snorted as he caught his reflection as he pulled them up his long legs and smirked at Little Seifer who was curled up in the middle of the bed, “At least my masculinity isn't threatened by wearing hot pink.” Lastly he took off the black tank top and hung it over the chair with his pants.

Plopping down on the bed beside Little Seifer he started rubbing her soft furry belly, “Promise you won't tell? I usually sleep naked. But that's our secret okay.”

Little Seifer purred with contentment, she was enjoying all the attention that she had been receiving lately.

Carrie walked back into the bedroom and left the door open a crack for Little Seifer to get out if she needed to, glancing over at the bed she started to giggle when she saw the sweats that she had tossed to him.

Kadaj looked over at her and waggled his eyebrows, “I'm secure enough that I can wear pink. Besides my thong is the same color. Wanna see?” He finished with a semi-suggestive wink.

Carrie spun quickly around so he couldn't see the color that had flooded her face. That nagging little voice inside her head started mocking her, “You want to see. You know you do.” Shaking her head she ordered herself sternly, “Shut up!”

“I'm sorry Honey Bear I didn't mean to embarrass you.” Kadaj offered sincerely.

“It's okay Kaj.” Carrie replied as she turned back around and walked over to the bed and lay down beside him.

Kadaj pulled her in close and murmured, “I'm a cuddle bug. I hope that's okay.”

“So am I.”

“I just hope that Squall doesn't jump to the wrong conclusions.” Kadaj said warily.

“Don't worry about it. If he say's anything just tell him that Little Seifer slept in with us and he'll know that nothing happened and that my virtue is unmolested” Carrie soothed his worries.

“What does a kitten sleeping in here have to do with nothing happening?” Kadaj asked in confusion, but hastily added, “Never mind. I don't think I want to know.” Leaning further in he pressed his mouth against hers in a soft chaste kiss and whispered, “Goodnight Honey Bear.”

Carrie giggled softly and returned his kiss with one that was equally innocent, “Goodnight Kaj.” Turned over and let him spoon around her body, within minutes they had both fallen back to sleep.

The next morning the smell of freshly brewed coffee woke Squall and Seifer from their slumber. Squall stretched and found that he was only a little sore this morning thanks mostly to the soothing massage that Seifer had given him the night before.

Seifer kissed Squall lightly on the shoulder and husked out, “Good morning Sweet Cheeks.”

Squall turned over to face Seifer and winced slightly, “Good morning my lusty bull.” And kissed him long and deep on the mouth.

“Are you still sore today?” Seifer asked immediately concerned he had seen the wince of pain that had crossed his lover face.

“Just a little. Not as bad as last night.” Squall ran his fingers through Seifer's blond hair and smile reassuringly at him. Then inhaled deeply again, “Smells like Care made coffee, and I for one could use a cup or two.”

Squall pulled reluctantly out of his boyfriends embrace and swung his long brown legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Taking one step toward the dresser he flinched again. Yeah Seifer's massage had helped quite a bit, but his ass was killing him today. But he smiled as he thought that there was no way this side of heaven or hell that he would trade yesterday for a non-aching posterior. The rest of the journey to the dresser was slow going.

Seifer watched Squall's progress to the dresser and even though he was concerned about Squall he couldn't fight the self-satisfied smirk that appeared on his sensuous mouth. His Biseinen Boy was definitely walking with a limp no matter how he tried to hide it. Pulling his long muscular frame from the tangled sheets he crossed over to where Squall was trying to get dressed.

Seifer pulled Squall up tight against his body and growled against his neck, “Are you sure I didn't hurt you?”

Squall leaned back against the hard body of his lover and groaned, “Yeah you did hurt me. But baby you made it hurt so good.”

Seifer released Squall and knelt down behind him and grasped the waistband of the sweats and started pulling them up those long brown muscular legs. Stopping momentarily at the tattoo and ran his tongue over it an action that he done repeatedly the day before. Then drew the pants the rest of the way up. Standing back up and opening a drawer he pulled out a pair of shorts and shimmied into them.

When they left the bedroom Seifer almost picked Squall up and carried him the rest of the way to the kitchen but he stopped in mid action. He knew that Squall would be seriously pissed off being treated like an invalid. He smiled a little, when he got sick he turned into a baby. He freely admitted it, unlike Squall who was self-reliant and hated to depend on others to take care of him.

When they finally arrived at the kitchen they found that Carrie and Kadaj were down on the floor playing with Little Seifer. It wouldn't have been so bad except for the way they were dressed. Carrie was still in her pajamas and Kadaj was still wearing that pair of pink sweatpants, both looked sleep tousled and it was obvious that Kadaj has spent the night and since there were no blankets on the couch that only left one place that he could have slept.

Carrie glanced up from where she was kneeling and smiled at her brother and Seifer and said warmly, “Good morning.”

Kadaj looked up and said cheerfully, “Morning.”

Squall's reactions to the greetings were a forced tight smile to his sister and an icy glare at Kadaj. He put his want of a cup of coffee on hold. Staring down at Kadaj he snarled coldly, “We need to talk mon ami, outside on the deck. Now!” He pivoted around and stomped out of the kitchen, the tone in his voice brooked no room for argument or disobedience.

Seifer's thoughts were running in the same circles and if Squall hadn't demanded that Kadaj join him out on the deck he had been a mere heartbeat away from doing the same exact thing. He watched with growing irritation as the silver haired young man gained his feet and followed Squall out of the room. Smirking to himself his thoughts changed momentarily Squall must be really angry since his strides from the kitchen were quicker then his ones entering it were.

Reaching down he offered Carrie a hand and helped her to her feet, and said bluntly, “I know it's none of my business. But I'm asking anyway. What happened?”

Carrie stared Seifer directly in the eye and answered just as bluntly, “You're right it is none of your business. But since you're so curious nothing happened. We fell asleep watching a movie and when we woke up it was really late, Kaj was tired so I told him he could stay here. I've slept on that couch and even though it's comfortable for sitting and cuddling but for sleeping it's down right uncomfortable.”

Seifer chuckled and drew her into his arms in a warm hug and ruffled her hair affectionately, “I know it's uncomfortable Care Bear since I spent a night on it as well.”

“Seifer I really like him. We both recently got out of bad relationships and last night while we were talking we agreed that we would take it slow.” Carrie explained to him as she returned his hug. Worrying her lower lip with her teeth she asked hesitantly, “You don't think Squall will hurt him do you?”

“No honey, Squall's not going to hurt him. He's just concerned about you that's all.” Seifer reassured her.

Out on the deck a similar conversation was taking place. “I thought I asked you to take it slow with my sister.” Squall growled dangerously.

Kadaj stared back at Squall and said, “Nothing happened. We fell asleep watching a movie and when we woke up it was really late. I was dog assed tired and she told me I could stay here for the night. I even offered to sleep on the couch but Carrie told me it was uncomfortable for sleeping on. Look Squall all I did was hold her. I swear.” Holding up his hands palms facing towards Squall fingers spread in a gesture of sincerity.

Squall knew that Kadaj was being truthful and reaching forward placed his hand on Kadaj's shoulder and said, “I believe you.”

Kadaj let out the breath he was holding in an audible sigh of relief and added, “Besides she told me to tell you that Little Seifer slept with us and that would protect her virtue.”

Squall had a brief flashback and started chuckling, the chuckles soon turned into belly rolls of laughter, “Oh god.”

Kadaj glared at him and said factiously, “Did I say something funny?”

That comment made Squall laugh even harder, “Please no more.” He couldn't tell Kadaj exactly what had happened, but gaining control of his laughter he smirked at Kadaj and said, “Let's just suffice to say that Little Seifer likes dangly things, and if you want to know anymore about it then you need to ask Big Seifer.”

A look of confusion briefly crossed Kadaj's handsome face but it quickly turned to understanding when a picture of the kitten attacking Seifer Almasy's ball sac flashed through his mind, “She didn't?” Which was followed by a grimace of pain.

Squall laughed again he could tell by the expression on Kadaj's face that he had guessed and guessed correctly at what Little Seifer had done, snorting with laughter he replied, “She did.”

Squall knew instinctively that Kadaj was going to be a frequent visitor in his home so made the decision to tell him that he was a cop, “Kadaj I need to tell you something and I trust you enough not to let anyone else know. What I'm going to tell you only a select group of people know. And I also have a favor to ask.”

“Squall, I know you're gay.” Kadaj offered.

“Well duh! Everybody knows that. First of all favor. The pictures that were taken here, I would appreciate that they weren't made available to the public.”

Kadaj was stymied, “Why not are you like part of the Witness Protection Program?”

“No. Nothing like that, but I am a cop. Actually I'm an undercover detective. And I'm good at my job. The reason I'm so good is that there are very few pictures of me that have made it into the public eye. Hell, Kaj I'm not even pictured in my High School Year Books.” Squall replied honestly.

“Why not?”

“When I was five years old I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be a detective. I also knew that to be a good detective I had to protect my anonymity that it would be best if there weren't any sort of paper trail leading back to my family or me.” Squall explained.

“Does Yaz know?” Kadaj questioned.

“No and I don't want him to at least not yet. Cloud knows as does Vincent and my family. I trust you Kaj and I say that to very few people. Care's ex didn't even know and she had been engaged to him for six months.”

“Is it okay if I tell Carrie that I know?”

“That's fine but nobody else.”

“Not a problem.”

Their conversation over the two men entered the house and joined Carrie and Seifer in the kitchen. Squall glared over at the corner and looking down at his watch he picked up the phone and called Edea's and asked that there be a rush put in on his table. He was pleased when he was told that the table was finished and would be delivered later that day.

Squall poured a cup of coffee and had taken a swallow when Seifer snagged the cup from him and said, “Sugar just isn't sweet enough anymore Sweet Cheeks.” Taking a sip he smirked at his lover, “Although I don't think anything is as sweet as your lips.”