Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ Afternoon delight ( Chapter 61 )

Chapter 61: Afternoon delight

 

While Squall was playing the phone rang and shattered the spell that he had been weaving with the music. When he went to stop Seifer shook his head no and rose from the floor beside the piano and went to answer it.

 

“Hello.”

 

“Seifer, what are you doing back so early?” Carrie's voice admonished him.

 

Seifer smiled, he was happy that she cared so much about her brother that she was chastising him. He replied, “I've only been back about 15 minutes Care Bear and Squall said I could stay.”

 

“Well as long as Squall said it was okay. I was just calling to let him know that we got to Monterey and after we get done at the house we were going to stop and get something for dinner. Would you like us to bring you take out?”

 

“No honey that's okay.” Seifer answered.

 

“Okay. We should be back around 7:00 or so. See you then.” Carrie replied and hung up the phone.

 

Seifer looked down at the phone and replaced it in its cradle, then walked back over and resumed his position on the floor. Squall didn't pause in playing but cast a questioning look at him.

 

“That was Carrie she wanted to let you know that they'll be back around seven or so tonight.”

 

Squall stopped playing, pushed away from the piano and held out his hand to his lover. When Seifer had grasped it he helped the blond stand back up and without any further ado led him into the bedroom where he slammed the door with a resounding bang. Gazing up at Seifer he said, “I missed being naked by you last night.”

 

Seifer reached down and grabbed the edge of the tank top that Squall was wearing and yanked it over his head and tossed it across the room his soon followed it along with his jeans and the sweats that Squall had been wearing. Scooping the brunet up in his arms he carried him over to the bed and lay their now nude bodies down on the comforter. Drawing his lover closer he kissed him.

 

Squall's lips parted eagerly under the onslaught of Seifer's demanding tongue. It thrust in and out of his mouth with tantalizing slowness. He stroked his tongue against his lovers wanting, no needing to feel the silkiness of it against his own. Breaking slightly he drew Seifer's lower lip into his mouth and started to suck on it.

 

Seifer wanted Squall, wanted him badly. But he didn't want just a quick fuck he wanted to make long drawn out love with his Sweet Cheeks. Breaking the kiss, he put into words what he wanted to do, “I want you Squall.”

 

Squall replied by wrapping his arms and legs around the hard body of his blond lover and said, “Yes.”

 

Seifer whispered against Squall's lush lips, “Let me up for a minute baby.” And started to pull away from the brunet.

 

“Why?” Squall asked breathlessly.

 

Seifer growled low and husky, as pulled reluctantly away from his lover's eager body, “I want to get something from the living room. Don't worry baby I'll be right back.” Then strutted nude out of the bedroom.

 

Squall watched through half lowered eyelids the tight muscular golden expanse of Seifer's back as he walked across the room and blew out low whistle of appreciation. “God he's so gorgeous.” Squall thought and smiled when Seifer looked over his shoulder and dropped one eyelid down in a wink, then raised and lowered his eyebrows.

 

Seifer returned to the bedroom a few minutes later he was carrying a shot of Hennessy's, as he walked towards the bed his hard erection bobbed up and down with each step. When he reached the bed he sat the shot glass down on the nightstand and lay back down beside the warm body of his lover.

 

Squall asked, “What's that for?”

 

Seifer smirked and replied, “You'll find out.” Then kissed Squall's love swollen mouth. Sitting up he settled between his lover's legs, reaching around he picked up the glass he dipped his first two fingers into the liquid, leaned forward and proceeded to dribble the fiery liquor on the brunets pale copper nipples.

 

The first touch of Cognac on his over sensitized flesh caused Squall's hips to buck several inches off the bed where they meet with the evidence of the blond's arousal.

 

As delicately as a kitten lapping up cream Seifer licked Squall's right nipple clean then sliding his tongue across his lovers chest he repeated the action on the left, stopping momentarily to tug on the nipple ring and twirl it with his tongue and teeth. Becoming more and more turned on with the mews of pleasure that were pouring out of the brunet's mouth.

 

Seifer poured a trail of the amber liquid down Squall's tight pecs and abs and licked that away with slow even strokes of his warm moist tongue. He paused momentarily at the brunet's navel and poured what was left in the glass in the little divot lowering his head he swirled his tongue around licking away every drop.

 

Squall was spread out on the bed in wanton abandonment and moaning incoherently, his moans became a scream of lust when Seifer lowered his head and took the tip of his hard length in his mouth. There were still traces of alcohol on the blonds tongue and the liquid fire felt like it was burning him to the core but god it felt so good. Throwing his head back he thrust his hips up further wanting to feel more of himself in the hot wet confines of his lover's mouth.

 

The action caught Seifer by surprise and he felt Squall's hard length slide further into his mouth and down his throat where it throbbed with the blood that was pulsating through it. He was pleased with himself that he didn't gag and wanted to try it again brining his had back up he relaxed his throat muscles and took his lover's arousal down hi throat once again.

 

“Seifer!” Squall screamed, “Oh god! Seif…fie…err. Yesssss!”

 

Seifer removed Squall from his mouth and said, “You taste so fucking good baby. You're sweet and salty all at the same time.” Then lowered his mouth back down to continue the carnal assault that he had started.

 

“Nnnnnnnn! Ohhhhhhhhh! Mmmm! Your mouth feels so good on me Seif.” Squall cried out breathlessly, then screamed, “I'm coming.” And paid tribute to his lover's ministrations.

 

Seifer swallowed every pearly drop and licked away any traces that were left on Squall's member. Brushing his lips and tongue up his boyfriend's torso he finally reached his mouth and kissed him hard and deep. Thrusting his tongue in and out of the hot sweet cavern of his lover's mouth.

 

“I want you in me Seif.” Squall panted out as he broke the kiss.

 

Seifer groaned, “Not yet, turn over baby.”

 

Squall wiggled around under the blond and flipped over on his belly and squealed with delight when Seifer ran his tongue down his spin and paid extra close attention to that one spot at the end of his tailbone. The squeal turned into a shriek when his lover slid the tip of his tongue over the tattoo tracing the letter A, the horns and halo over and over again.

 

Seifer leaned across the sweaty body beneath his and opened up his nightstand drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant and a box of condoms that thankfully the children hadn't found. Applying a generous amount to his first two fingers and ordered, “Get on your hands and knees Sweet Cheeks.” When Squall had complied he slowly inserted his index finger into the brunet's tight heat. Running the tip with feather soft caresses over the sweet spot.

 

Squall screamed loud and long when he Seifer hit his spot and ordered in a throaty growl, “Fuck me!”

 

Seifer grunted, “No! I'm going to make love with you.” Then inserted his second finger and carefully separated them forming a v, feeling Squall loosen a little more he tore open one of the foil wrapped packages with his teeth. Removing his fingers he rolled the thin film of latex down his aching engorged length. Moving forward a little more he separated the cheeks of his lover's rear and slowly encased his turgid member into heaven. The started slowly moving his hips back and forth, each thrust taking him deeper into his lover until he was seated to the hilt.

 

Seifer grasped Squall's hips and helped his lover find the tempo he was drumming out against his heart shaped ass. Bending his body down he licked the trail of sweat away from the brunet's spine and continued his way up to his ear where he husked out, “I love you.” Feeling his orgasm was close he increased the motion and reaching around took his lover's hardened manhood in his hand and pumped him to match the rhythm that his lower body was playing.

 

“I'm coming.” Both men cried out together.

 

Squall unable to hold his weight on his quaking limbs collapsed onto the mattress, his breathing rough and ragged as he panted out, “I love you Seifer. I love you.”

 

Seifer fell forward but caught most of his weight on his arms so he wouldn't squash his trembling lover. Lowering his head he groaned, “And I love you Squall. I love you so very much.” Then eased his semi-hard erection from the body beneath his. Grabbing a handful of tissue he removed the condom and tossed it in the trash. Then he rolled over to his side and pulled his boyfriend's still shaking body up close and brought their mouths together once again coaxing Squall's mouth open with his tongue, where it stroked back and forth leisurely against the roof of the brunet's mouth.

 

Squall's tongue joined in the sweet combat fencing skillfully with Seifer's, and felt that he was starting to rise for the occasion once more. Pulling reluctantly away he gasped out, “Before we start again I want to take a shower.”

 

Seifer rolled off the bed and crossed over to Squall's side of the bed where he picked the sultry brunet up in his arms and carried him into the bathroom, where he stepped into the shower with his lover still clutched firmly to his chest.

 

“Seif, what are you doing?” Squall questioned as the warm water started to beat down on them.

 

Seifer smirked at him and nibbled on his earlobe and replied, “Duh, I thought I was taking a shower with you.”

 

Squall giggled, “I know that you dork.”

 

Seifer laughed then turned serious, “Well baby, after we finished our shower I planned on taking you back to bed and make love with you for the rest of the afternoon.”

 

Squall slid out of Seifer's arms and pressed his hard wet body up against Seifer's and said, “Sounds good to me.” Picked up the soap and worked it into a rich lather and proceeded to rub the fragrant froth over his lover's hard muscular body.

 

Seifer took the soap from the shelf and returned the favor rewashing certain areas over and over mostly because he enjoyed the little mews of pleasure that poured from Squall's kiss swollen lips.

 

After their shower and their passion for each other sated again the two men threw on clothes and went to the kitchen to forge for food. Seifer pulled the Cajun roasted chicken breast out the refrigerator, and turned to where Squall was pouring them coffee. He smiled at his boyfriend and growled, “I know that it's selfish but I wish we didn't have a houseful of people, because more then anything I want to make love with you again and again and again. By the way did I say I wanted to make love with you again?”

 

Squall lowered his eyes and gazed across the room slyly and replied in a sultry growl, “At least once.”

 

Seifer dropped the package of sandwich meat and lunged across the room where he caught Squall around the waist and wrestled him to the kitchen floor, “What's say we work up a nice polish on your kitchen floor?” He said in a low lusty growl.

 

Squall quickly and easily reversed their positions to where he was straddled across the blond's hips and groaned in response, “As long as you don't plan on using floor wax as a lubricant.”

 

Food momentarily forgotten they did indeed um…err…polish the kitchen floor. When they finished with their tryst the fed the other need that their bodies were now feeling.

 

During their late lunch the phone rang and Squall rose from the table to answer it, “Yes?”

 

“Hi Squall. I didn't call at a bad time did I?” Carrie asked.

 

“No. Not at-tall, Seif and I were having lunch.” Squall replied.

 

“Good, I just wanted to let you know that we're going to be staying in Monterey tonight.” Carrie explained.

 

“What's wrong Care?” Squall questioned, instantly concerned.

 

Carrie smiled into the phone and said, “Nothing's wrong. Shauna and I talked while the munchkins were taking a nap and we decided that you and Seifer need some time alone. Now don't even try arguing with me on this Squall Leonhart, because you will lose.”

 

Squall smirked, “Who's arguing? What time will you be back tomorrow?”

 

“Late afternoon. Have fun.” Carrie said and hung up the phone.

 

Squall grinned across the room at Seifer who had raised a questioning eyebrow at him, and answered the unspoken query, “Again and again and again.”

 

Seifer whooped with appreciation and ordered, “Then you had best get that sexy ass over here and eat, because baby you are going to need all your energy.”

 

When lunch was finished they went to retire back to the bedroom but Squall stopped Seifer by putting his hand in the middle of the blond's hard chest and said, “Wait here just a minute. I have a surprise for you.”

 

Seifer quirked a golden eyebrow and leered at his lover, “Ummm, and what might that be? You wearing nothing but a big red bow around your dick?”

 

Squall replied in a low mysterious voice, “No!” Then went into the bedroom to get ready for his sexy blond sex god.

 

Crossing over to the closet he pulled out one of Seifer's western shirts and his black Stetson next he grabbed the bag that held the chaps that he had purchased at Irvine's and went into the bathroom to get ready. He pulled the black leather chaps on added the white shirt lastly he put on the cowboy hat and pushed it down far enough that it his most of his piercing silver blue eyes. Looking at himself in the mirror he couldn't help just a small moment of vanity, he looked damn good and knew that Seifer would think so too.

 

Going out to the bedroom he pulled on a pair of his cowboy boots and posed by the dresser and called out, “You can come in now baby.”

 

Seifer had no idea what was waiting for him behind the bedroom door but what he saw wasn't what he was expecting. Squall was leaning against the dresser wearing his hat and one of his shirts. His lime green eyes traveled further down to feat on the bulge that was straining against the front of his lover's black leather encased groin. Before his eyes could continue downwards the brunet turned and he saw that he had been mistaken. Squall wasn't wearing leather pants but chaps.

 

Squall tossed his head over his shoulder and purred, “Seifer, honey do these make my ass look big?”