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I wrote two drabbles for ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
porn_battle. Here's the first one.
Desire the Quiet, Seifer/Zell, 287 words, NC-17. Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
laylah, who requested Final Fantasy VIII - Seifer/Zell - gloves. Why is FFVIII my go to fandom for porn? I DON'T KNOW.
Leaning over him, Seifer panted as he rocked against Zell, forcing his cock deeper, hands tight on Zell’s hips. Zell whined, fingers scrabbling against the polished hard wood of the desk he was currently bent over.
“I can’t…” he trailed off, losing his balance. Seifer let go of his hips and, grateful for his taller form, blanketed Zell, taking hold of his hands and pinning them to the desk.
“Wow, Chickenwuss,” he muttered, slamming harder into Zell just to hear the indignant squawk turn into a pained cry. “You can’t even do this right, can you.”
“Oh fuck you, Alm-nnn!” Zell cried out, bowing so that his forehead rested against the desk. “Shit, yeah, just l-like that,” he babbled, words running together and slurring. “Mmmm, yeah, Almasy, c’mon…”
“Shut up, Dincht,” Seifer said, circling his hips, humping Zell with minute thrusts. “It’s bad enough that I’m fucking you of all people, I don’t want to have to listen to you.”
“Fuck off, you asshole,” Zell said, leaning up and casting a backwards glare at him. “I’m the only person here who-mmmmhh!” Seifer, already sick of hearing it, ripped his gloves off and shoved them in Zell’s mouth, holding a hand over his jaw so Zell couldn’t spit them out. Zell yelled around the gloves but his protests were muffled.
“That’s better,” Seifer said, hands wrapped over Zell’s mouth. He leaned back slowly, forcing Zell to arch his back sharply, fingers trailing over the desktop. Zell whimpered at the change of angle and Seifer smirked, pounding into him that much harder, snapping his hips forward to impale Zell on his cock.
“Y-Yeah,” he muttered, listened to Zell's strangled groans and feeling his own climax near. “That’s much better.”
porn_battle. Here's the first one. Desire the Quiet, Seifer/Zell, 287 words, NC-17. Written for
laylah, who requested Final Fantasy VIII - Seifer/Zell - gloves. Why is FFVIII my go to fandom for porn? I DON'T KNOW. Leaning over him, Seifer panted as he rocked against Zell, forcing his cock deeper, hands tight on Zell’s hips. Zell whined, fingers scrabbling against the polished hard wood of the desk he was currently bent over.
“I can’t…” he trailed off, losing his balance. Seifer let go of his hips and, grateful for his taller form, blanketed Zell, taking hold of his hands and pinning them to the desk.
“Wow, Chickenwuss,” he muttered, slamming harder into Zell just to hear the indignant squawk turn into a pained cry. “You can’t even do this right, can you.”
“Oh fuck you, Alm-nnn!” Zell cried out, bowing so that his forehead rested against the desk. “Shit, yeah, just l-like that,” he babbled, words running together and slurring. “Mmmm, yeah, Almasy, c’mon…”
“Shut up, Dincht,” Seifer said, circling his hips, humping Zell with minute thrusts. “It’s bad enough that I’m fucking you of all people, I don’t want to have to listen to you.”
“Fuck off, you asshole,” Zell said, leaning up and casting a backwards glare at him. “I’m the only person here who-mmmmhh!” Seifer, already sick of hearing it, ripped his gloves off and shoved them in Zell’s mouth, holding a hand over his jaw so Zell couldn’t spit them out. Zell yelled around the gloves but his protests were muffled.
“That’s better,” Seifer said, hands wrapped over Zell’s mouth. He leaned back slowly, forcing Zell to arch his back sharply, fingers trailing over the desktop. Zell whimpered at the change of angle and Seifer smirked, pounding into him that much harder, snapping his hips forward to impale Zell on his cock.
“Y-Yeah,” he muttered, listened to Zell's strangled groans and feeling his own climax near. “That’s much better.”