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Forgiveness is Divine?, Seifer/Zell, 341 words, NC-17. Written for ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
porn_battle, the prompt was Final Fantasy VIII, Seifer/Zell, forgiveness.
“S…Seifer,” Zell moaned, throwing his head back against the pillows at a particularly harsh thrust. He wrapped his legs around Seifer’s waist, heels digging into the small of his back. “Nnng, shit,” he muttered, fingers digging into the thick muscle of Seifer’s shoulders.
Seifer leaned down, resting all of his weight on one hand as he took hold of Zell’s jaw, silencing him with his mouth, tongue pumping in obscene mimicry of what was happening below. Moaning into the kiss, Zell jerked his head to the side. “Seifer…wait,” he said. Seifer ignored him, instead bowing his head and thrusting harder, hips slamming into Zell.
Zell hissed, rubbing his cheek against Seifer’s. “Fucking stop for a second,” he said, squeezing his legs around Seifer until he couldn’t move.
“What?” Seifer said, pulling away as much as he could, glaring down at Zell. “What’s so important that you have to tell me now?”
Zell glowered. “Fuck, I just wanted to tell you that I fucking forgive you for calling me Chickenwuss all the time.” Flushing, Zell looked away from Seifer, instead staring over his shoulder at the ceiling above. “Stupid asshole.”
Seifer stared down at him, sexual frustration cooled slightly at this unexpected revelation, before he raised an eyebrow and gently rapped his knuckles against Zell temple. “Idiot,” he said, the harsh word softened with fondness.
Zell growled, blue eyes snapping to Seifer’s. “Oh fuck you, yo-” Seifer kissed him, lips barely touching, hands framing his face, before pulling back and resting his forehead against Zell’s. He canted his hips forward gently, smirking at Zell’s gasp.
“Can we get on with this?” he asked. “Or do you have anything else to tell me?”
Zell reached up and ran his fingers through Seifer’s hair before jerking him down for a sloppy kiss. “No,” he said, loosening his grip around Seifer’s hips. “But…” Seifer paused, brow furrowed and Zell grinned sharply up at him.
“I’m gonna get you back for that, bastard!”
porn_battle, the prompt was Final Fantasy VIII, Seifer/Zell, forgiveness.“S…Seifer,” Zell moaned, throwing his head back against the pillows at a particularly harsh thrust. He wrapped his legs around Seifer’s waist, heels digging into the small of his back. “Nnng, shit,” he muttered, fingers digging into the thick muscle of Seifer’s shoulders.
Seifer leaned down, resting all of his weight on one hand as he took hold of Zell’s jaw, silencing him with his mouth, tongue pumping in obscene mimicry of what was happening below. Moaning into the kiss, Zell jerked his head to the side. “Seifer…wait,” he said. Seifer ignored him, instead bowing his head and thrusting harder, hips slamming into Zell.
Zell hissed, rubbing his cheek against Seifer’s. “Fucking stop for a second,” he said, squeezing his legs around Seifer until he couldn’t move.
“What?” Seifer said, pulling away as much as he could, glaring down at Zell. “What’s so important that you have to tell me now?”
Zell glowered. “Fuck, I just wanted to tell you that I fucking forgive you for calling me Chickenwuss all the time.” Flushing, Zell looked away from Seifer, instead staring over his shoulder at the ceiling above. “Stupid asshole.”
Seifer stared down at him, sexual frustration cooled slightly at this unexpected revelation, before he raised an eyebrow and gently rapped his knuckles against Zell temple. “Idiot,” he said, the harsh word softened with fondness.
Zell growled, blue eyes snapping to Seifer’s. “Oh fuck you, yo-” Seifer kissed him, lips barely touching, hands framing his face, before pulling back and resting his forehead against Zell’s. He canted his hips forward gently, smirking at Zell’s gasp.
“Can we get on with this?” he asked. “Or do you have anything else to tell me?”
Zell reached up and ran his fingers through Seifer’s hair before jerking him down for a sloppy kiss. “No,” he said, loosening his grip around Seifer’s hips. “But…” Seifer paused, brow furrowed and Zell grinned sharply up at him.
“I’m gonna get you back for that, bastard!”