"Make up your fucking mind!" he shouted at Squall. He was pissed off, but he did take himself out. He was still hard, his hands still pinning Squall down. Seifer breathed down heavily on the brunette.
"Fine, we won't fuck," he snorted, "but you got me all riled up, Squall. We're finishing this!" He started rocking down, grinding their hips together. He was not in the mood for arguments.
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Date: 2007-04-25 10:48 pm (UTC)"Fine, we won't fuck," he snorted, "but you got me all riled up, Squall. We're finishing this!" He started rocking down, grinding their hips together. He was not in the mood for arguments.