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Who: Squall, Seifer
When: 0720
Where: Their cell to begin with
What: The morning after the night before
Rating: TBA

Squall had slept quite well all things considered. Of course he'd been exhausted anyway, and then with added tiredness of his post orgasmic haze, he'd been struggling to keep his eyes open. It'd taken him long after lock down to settle enough to trust Seifer wouldn't kill him or rape him (or both) in his sleep - but once he finally drifted off he slept the whole night through.

He stood by Seifer's bed, dressed in just a tshirt and a pair of boxers. Before coming to prison he'd often slept naked and walked around his house naked the following morning, but he was a little shy about showing his body off infront of people - he didn't exactly have a big 'package' and it really bothered him. He kicked the sleeping Seifer lightly in the thigh.

"Morning, Sunshine. Water's on, wanna hit the showers?" He said, resting his hands on his own bunk, leaning his head into the bottom bunk.

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The brunette tipped his head back to rinse his hair, letting out a soft moan. Once he'd rinsed all the suds from his locks, he gave them a soft shake, even though the water soaked them far quicker than he could dry them.

Half of him wanted to grab Seifer and pull him against him, to kiss him hard and grind against him. But, not only would it be another sign of weakness, it would also ruin the fun of seeing how long Seifer would play chase.

He turned the water off, wrapping his own towel around his waist. "Coming?" He asked, scooping up his clothes, ready to walk out in just his towel. He grabbed Seifer's towel, giving it a tug, the blonde would either follow or lose his towel.

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Shit, stupid guy. That moan went straight to Seifer's cock. He tried to ignore it, and focused his thoughts on something very unappealing. There, that did the trick. He waited until Squall was finished and them pushed his weight off the wall. Seifer was more amused than anything that Squall made a grab for his towel. He let it fall off his body, and just like that he was naked again.

Seifer smiled, putting his hands on his hips. He raised an eyebrow, giving Squall a look that seemed to read "You like what you see?" He reached over and gave the same tug to Squall's towel so they could be naked together. The sight of that naked body revealed again was enough to wake his cock up. Damn Squall and his fine body.

"Get dressed, dumbass," Seifer said, in an attempted distraction. "You don't want the whole damn prison getting a free show."

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Squall almost let out the most of unmanly squeaks when Seifer grabbed his towel, but he managed to stop himself, glaring at Seifer for a moment, before looking the man up and down completely, pausing to give extra attention to Seifer's cock.

He gave a smirk. "Seems you like my body." He teased, reaching out to run a single fingertip over that length. With that, he moved away, slipping his boxers back on, stealing Seifer's tshirt to replace his own wet one.