Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover Lovers ❯ Tickle me Squall-o ( Chapter 67 )

Chapter 67: Tickle me Squall-o

 

Tseng glared down at the sprawled heap on the sidewalk at his feet and snapped irritably, “Watch where you're going punk.”

 

Zell Dincht was now on his hands and knees shaking his head in confusion, when one of the wheels flew off his skateboard and he went careening out of control he could have sworn he hit a wall. But to his knowledge, walls didn't talk. Managing to regain his feet he picked up his board and was ready to go and look for his missing wheel when a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

 

“Aren't you going to apologize?” The same voice asked.

 

Zell shook his head again and briefly wondered if he had a concussion since said wall from before was still talking. He spun gracefully around and found that he was nose to chest with the wall he had hit. Taking one step backwards Zell looked up into the snapping black eyes of the man he had just hit and stuttered out an apology, “I'm sor…or...ry.”

 

Tseng started to glare down at the smaller man but when his black opal eyes meet with the robins egg blue of the short blond he was lost. He had readied himself to blast the person who had ran into him so rudely, but he swallowed it and asked softy, “Are you alright?”

 

Zell nodded his head yes and answered, “Uh-huh.”

 

Smiling down at him Tseng asked, “Can I buy you a cup of coffee?”

 

Zell smiled back and replied, “Yes.” For some reason he couldn't quite comprehend, he was drawn to this big man and sweet lord above he, like the golden sex god of Squall's, was almost a foot taller then his own 5'5” frame. It didn't bother him since he had always liked men that were taller then him, which was a good thing because most men that were the same height as he was had small man syndrome, turning into first class schmucks because the felt lacking in the height department.

 

Tseng held his hand out and said, “My name is Tseng.”

 

Zell offered his and said, “Zell Dincht.” As soon as their hands touched time stood still around them. There were no cars driving up and down the street, there were no people strolling down the sidewalk and there was no noise except for the sound of their beating hearts.

 

“After I buy you a cup of coffee can I spend the night with you?”

 

Zell shook his head in the negative and answered, “No.”

 

The answer confused Tseng the attraction he had felt to Zell Dincht had been consuming and he would have sworn that the blond had felt the same way. He gave the shorter man a questioning look and asked, “Why ever not? You can't deny that you felt something.”

 

Zell quirked an eyebrow at the taller man and quipped, “No I don't deny that I felt something. I'm just not sure if it was attraction or indigestion. If you still want to buy me a cup of coffee and actually take the time to get to know me then I'd be more then happy to accept your offer, but if you're just looking for a piece of ass then keep looking.”

 

Tseng reassessed Zell he knew that he had made a grievous error in his first assumption that the blond was just a skate punk airhead. Smiling he said, “Sorry I didn't mean to offend you. I really would like to buy you a cup of coffee.”

 

Zell waved the apology away, “I accept your apology and coffee does sound wonderful Mr. Tseng.”

 

“No mister, just Tseng.” He said gruffly.

 

Zell laughed, “Okay just Tseng come on there's a Starbucks about three blocks from here.”

 

Tseng pointed to the diner that was across the street and said, “What's wrong with that place?”

 

Zell shuddered dramatically and sighed, “Nothing if you want to get food poisoning.”

 

Tseng cast him another questioning look and said, “You're joking right?”

 

Zell laughed again and said, “No I'm not. The one and only time that I ate there I got so sick I could hardly move. Now come on you promised me coffee and I'm going to hold you to it.”

 

Zell walked to Tseng's side and skidded when he stepped on the errant wheel to his board. He would have fallen on ass if the taller man hadn't caught him. He pulled away from the firm grip on his arms and said, “Thanks.”

 

All Tseng wanted to do was push the smaller man up against a wall and kiss him thoroughly. He wandered what his kisses would be like. Screw that, what really piqued his curiosity was what the blond would be like in bed. It had been his experience that men that were height challenged made up for the lack of inches in other areas. Sure he wanted to get laid but he could wait, for some reason he wanted to get to know Zell Dincht better.

 

Zell had picked up the wheel and shoved it in his pocket and said merrily, “Come on Tseng.” Then took off down the sidewalk beside the tall man.

 

When Squall and Seifer finally left the hotel it was approaching midnight and by the time they finally got home and Squall had removed the moustache and contacts it was closer to 12:30.

 

Creeping stealthily into the house they made their way to their bedroom where they quickly undressed and got into bed. Seifer pulled Squall's unresisting body in close and just held him while the brunet finally sobbed out his sorrow.

 

When he spoke his voice was raspy, “They were so young Seifer. So very young and so innocent.”

 

“I know my love. I know.” Seifer said gently biting back his own tears. Right now he needed to be Squall's strength, his rock and his support and he gladly did it. Sitting up he cradled his lover in his arms and rocked him back and forth once again purring deep in his throat. His ministrations had the desired effect, for soon the man whom he held so loving and tenderly had drifted off to sleep.

 

Lying down carefully Seifer kept his grip on the slumbering brunet, tucked him in under his chin holding the warm brown body close he to fell asleep.

 

The sound of laughter filtered into the bedroom waking the two men from their sleep. Smiling at each other they hopped out of bed and threw on sweats. Last night they had both been so emotionally drained that they didn't go and get the children to sleep with them. That was okay right now a good rough and tumble-wrestling match was going to be just as good as cuddling with them last night would have been.

 

Arriving in the living room they found that they had company. Yazoo was sitting on the couch with Ellone playing in with his long silver hair. Cloud looked up from where he had been tackled to the floor by Sean and Gideon. He was almost incoherent with laughter since they had been tickling him unmercifully. He laughed out, “Okay you monsters let me up.”

 

Before they could they were joined on the carpet by Squall, Seifer had reached down and scooped Sean up an tossed him into the air and caught him easily as he came back down.

 

Gideon jumped off of Cloud and shrieked happily, “My turn Seifer.” And he too was tossed into the air.

 

Cloud made the wrong assumption that the tickling was over when Squall straddled his hips and took over where the children left off. He managed to get out between laughs, “Oh so you want to play Heartbreaker. Just remember that, I…” Cloud paused and managed to get his hands free placing them around Squall's waist he reversed their position. He laughed down into Squall's face, “Know that you are ticklish too.” Then started to tickle the brunet unmercifully.

 

Squall's rich laughter floated out around the room and it brought the other activities to a halt, Sean and Gideon ran over to help Cloud tickle their big brother, up to that point they hadn't realized that he was so ticklish.

 

Seifer flung himself down on the floor and also started to tickle the brunet. But stopped momentarily on Squall's knees when his lover screamed out, “Not my knees.”

 

Seifer growled out, “Not your knees huh.” Then started to tickle the front and back of the aforementioned body part unmercifully, causing his lithe lover to shriek and squirm.

 

Seifer was stopped just as quickly as he had started when Cloud twisted around grabbed his wrist and hissed out, “Seifer please stop! E-r-o-g-e-n-o-u-s z-o-n-e. Just like his ears and that little spot of skin above his…”

 

Seifer interrupted him, “Okay! Okay I get the point.”

 

While Cloud had been distracted Squall had managed to squirm most of the way out from underneath him. But was efficiently halted when Cloud grabbed him again.

 

“How about his feet?” Seifer asked as he grabbed Squall by the ankles and yanked him back down between Cloud's legs.

 

Squall groused good-naturedly, “Only if you want to lose a tooth. Now let me up. With you two yanking me around I got a rug burn on my back and shut up Seifer.”

 

 

 

 

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