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Who: Seifer and Zell
When: 2030
Where: Showers - Level 3
What: Seifer and Zell hit the showers to smoke out 5 rats
Rating: R for sexual innuendo and violence



After patching Squall up to the best of his ability, Zel still wasn’t sure what the brunette thought of him. He was pretty damn good when it came to certain things, like the first aid and noticing the bruises and asking certain questions. That all coincided with fighting, however, which he knew how to do pretty well. He was a little oblivious, a bit dense, and sometimes he was too damned easy going for his own good about everything, but he wasn’t a complete idiot. Still, he couldn’t figure out if he had made the other feel uneasy or not. He’d just have to acclimate Squall to his kind of personality…or Zell supposed. In any case the day kind of passed like that with Zell running errands to keep himself busy, and bringing back the kind of food that didn’t require forks and knives because they weren’t allowed out of the cafeteria. He didn’t know if Squall would eat, but he knew Seifer had to if he was going to be up for fighting later…and fighting on an empty stomach was no fun at all, energy was necessary.

When Squall nodded off Zell talked to the scarred blonde about what they would do, though Zell really didn’t know what Seifer’s plan of attack would be, the other seemed vague on the particulars. Zell was happy to decoy himself though and even more so to get a chance to pop a couple of these guys right between the eyes and maybe he'd give them each a nice solid and fatal kick in the place of good and evil. Turn Mr. Daylight into Mr. Midnight, that would be nice retribution and they’d never attack another guy in the shower again. Yup. To Zell that idea sounded real gravy.

Later that evening, after Zell finished dinner he went to his cell and brushed his teeth there. If he went walking into the showers with Seifer already there he doubted sincerely that anyone would approach him. Since dinner came around he avoided the other blonde and he arrived in the showers by himself carrying the usual burdens in his arms. He had to think about what he was going to do, Zell had no idea what the hell it meant to be sexy…did it mean one walked a sexy way or wore clothes in a sexy way…and sensuality had never been his greatest strength…well not wittingly anyway. Sensual for Zell was stuffing any number of hotdogs in his mouth at once and not choking to death. That was the extent of it as far as he knew, but he was also a rather imaginative guy so he could probably carry it off if he thought it through for a moment.

He set himself up for the shower just so, knowing that Seifer would probably be coming along very soon to put on his act as well. Zell placed the bottle of shampoo on the floor, nice little detail that, and he brought along his little headset though he turned the volume in one ear off so he wouldn’t be completely off guard. Music was a soothing balm; it would loosen him up enough to be able to do this…silly act. Normally Zell didn’t have a problem with embarrassment really, but…well this was different; this wasn’t the goofy kind of embarrassment. Zell told himself, though, he was a man and he would keep his word…and the best part would be ramming his fist in someone’s face so it would be worth the trouble.

Speaking f trouble, he wasn’t sure how much they would get into for fighting in the showers. After all he and Seifer had already been docked for the food fight the day before, but what the hell were the going to do take their birthdays away? Zell remembered the whole solitary thing though and that idea didn’t sound appealing, but if the shit did hit the fan Zell could take the blame because Squall would need someone to look after him in the event of a solitary punishment. Neither one knew what would happen though, they were simply playing this whole thing by ear and it would be worth it if nobody else got hurt in the process

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Hm. He should've thought of moving the beds with his feet. Oh, well, it was fun to watch Zell doing it. Showed that he was really determined to have them be close together. Not a bad choice of locations, either. It would certainly keep nosy guards from catching them in the act of something. Seifer could tell he wouldn't dislike infirmaries nearly as much now thanks to Zell. He waited until it looked like Zell finished preparing the beds. It looked almost like one big bed the way he'd arranged it. Seifer grabbed a pillow for himself and put it on his "side" of the bed, smirking at Zell.

"You look good enough to pounce, Birdie," he commented. "But I wouldn't want to hurt you." He got up on the beds and slid himself forward until he could reach Zell. He took the other blonde's hand and sort of pulled as he moved so they met each other. He didn't waste much time and started purring just like Zell had wanted. Seifer ran his fingers thoughtfully over Zell's face to make sure whatever damage he received wouldn't leave a scar. It should've been odd how quickly he grew attached to Zell but the blonde was the sort of person who it was hard not to like. Maybe it was because he was so much fun to rile up, and Seifer never knew what to expect from him.

Seifer was taller so he used his good arm to pull Zell against him, letting his chest be a cushion for Zell's weight. His arm rested around Zell's waist and his head nestled against the other's so Zell would be able to hear any purring noises he made. Seifer normally wasn't into cuddling but this was a special occassion. He tilted his head a little and stole a brief kiss, just because.

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“Yeah…well I’d take your brand of pain any time, but this…this is pretty damned good too yeah?” it was a rhetorical question, Zell knew this was god, he knew when Seifer took his hand and his fingers curled briefly around the others until their bodies were so close that not even air passed between them. He wound his arm around Seifer’s waist exhaling slowly as he was nestled into the other’s chest. He watched curiously as, for a moment, Seifer traced the lines of his face. Fortunately Zell only received a bump to the head and if he took care of himself well enough there should be no scarring. If he was lucky he might even get off with light scarring to his hand or maybe none at all. He was pretty sure both of their bodies would walk away with memories from tonight though; there was no question about that.

When Seifer leaned in to kiss him briefly this time Zell wasn’t as ruffled this time as he was by the first. Tonight he allowed himself to enjoy the attention, the affection of this usually fierce tiger. When the taller blonde drew back Zell rolled his tongue along Seifer’s lips, they were so completely kissable. Zell was only mildly embarrassed by the direction f his thoughts and his actions, but after what had happened to the both of them he was sure they could use some good TLC, and when they were feeling much better maybe a bit of S&M. Seifer was really tempting him with that idea, it seemed like a lot of fun too, and maybe after thoroughly punishing the scarred blonde he’d massage him to make the night sweeter. Hm, should be a nice change from getting the shit beat out of him, but Zell was pretty sure they did more damage in the end.

“Heh…” Zell chuckled wickedly before leaning up to lightly run his tongue along the horizontal scar that stretched across the bridge of his companion’s nose. He drew back laying his head beside Seifer a shit-eating grin on his face as his hand slowly stroked up and down the other’s back and he listened to the purring, “mmmm…nice to have a big kitty to lay beside…”

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Their bodies would definitely carry memories of tonight, but... maybe not all unpleasant memories. Seifer smirked to himself on that thought. He could leave a few marks of his own on Zell, maybe this time lower so Zell wouldn't get as many odd stares because of them. Zell had an odd effect on Seifer. There was definitely a cat image going on but it fluxuated between a fierce tiger and a tame house cat. Whichever he was it was still fun to draw reactions from his partner. There was that magic tongue again sending pleasant shivers down his spine. Zell was so good with his mouth that Seifer found it very difficult to believe he hadn't had much experience with lovers. It was fine with Seifer; it just meant he got to enjoy something no one else had.

Seifer really wanted to spring now. Maybe it was the near-death experience that made him a bit more relaxed around Zell, but whatever it was he didn't hide how much he was enjoying the attention. He even felt a small shiver as Zell's tongue moved over his scar. He was told not to lay on his back or put weight on his injured shoulder, so Seifer shifted to support them on his good side. Smirking mischievously, Seifer took Zell's hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing the fingers again. He added a teasing flick of his tongue.

"Mmmh, I'll have to curl up close so my little bird doesn't fly away," he purred out with that mischievous smirk still on his lips. Carefully he glided his tongue over each of Zell's fingers in turn, sucking on them for a moment. "Would the little bird like a bath?" he asked, grinning.

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It was very true, as pathetic as it might have been in the eyes of some men Zell was a nineteen year old with limited sexual experience. He was thirteen once when he’d experience masturbation with another human being and it had been a girl who was pretty cute and worked side by side with the librarians at school. The furthest they’d gone was with touching each other’s nether regions, but they never had sex, he never even kissed her and she wouldn’t look at him in the aftermath. Zell wondered if she’d been ashamed of his touch, but for some reason his luck with every other girl after had been pretty shitty. Maybe they didn’t like his loud, upbeat, hyperactive personality. So most of his adolescence was spent training to work of his aggression and focus his hormones. Despite the lack of sexual encounters Zell had often imagined it, he’d heard things from friends and even looked into other spots of interest as well. What he lacked in experience he made up for with imagination, eagerness, and desire. With Seifer he felt like he could be straightforward without have to have the poetic complexity and romantic suave most girls wanted, nor did he really needing pride.

Oh god oh god oh god. Zell watched with wide eyes, the intent that shown in their blue depths was completely hot and filled with desire that mixed with surprise. His face warmed a bit as well when Seifer’s tongue curled around his fingers. Then his fingers disappeared between hot lips into the warm depths for some casual but suggestive sucking. Zell felt his chest tighten. How bad did he want it? Pretty damned bad, he’d waited more than his share, but unfortunately he’d have to wait some more before he could get down to it with Seifer. In the meantime he allowed those suggestions to rile him up he shivered in turn just as his companion had done so in such a delicious manner a moment ago, “I…wouldn’t mind having my…feathers preened a bit…long as you watch those claws…” Zell smiled back still deeply flushed. It was horribly amusing, the animal refernces, but at the same time Zell was growing used to it and it would probably bother him real bad if someone else called him Birdie now.

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Zell had the cutest blush. There was no competition. His whole face seemed to go red when he did, and his tattoo was more pronounced than ever. He wanted to get to that next and make sure his tongue was what Zell remembered and not that nasty hair guy. Seifer pushed that thought away before it could kindle unpleasant feelings. Now was the time to enjoy Zell, not to think about what had happened in the showers. Seifer pulled Zell's now wet fingers away from his lips and leaned forward to give the tattoo some attention. He pressed kisses to the spot first before tracing it slowly with his tongue. It was a very interesting design.

"I'd love to give your whole body a bath, Birdie," he said softly. "I promise I will when we're both up for it." His hand moved to touch Zell's hair. It had been flattened by the water so Seifer's fingers tried to groom it to its usual style. Seifer couldn't decide if he liked Zell's hair up in that weird style or down as it was now. Zell looked good either way. "Hey, Zell... thanks a lot for... everything. You're amazing." He kissed the corner of Zell's lip. "You've done quite a lot for me. I think it's about time I do something for you, don't you think?" Seifer smirked as he said this, which could only mean he was suggesting a special something he could do for Zell.

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Zell closed his eyes and parted his lips, inhaling a bit shakily when Seifer’s lips touched his warm cheeks. Not long after he felt the caress of the other’s tongue over his tattoo burning a good impression over the previously disgusting experience. His heart was racing so fast he felt it might explode in his chest. The things this guy was capable of doing to his body without touching him was amazing, and while the shorter blonde was sensitive and turned on he wasn’t worked up, just excited.

Smiling fondly he slid his hand down to rub light circles against the small of Seifer’s back his eyes fluttering back open grinning playfully, “yeah, I get it…makes me eager to feel better so we can play…but I think the anticipation is pretty exciting too.” Zell chuckled softly eyes filled with humor as Seifer combed his fingers through his bangs, no question in the shorter man’s mind that Seifer was trying to accomplish Zell’s gravity defying do, “man, it takes skill to get my hair like that…and gel…” Zell closed his eyes again when he was thanked with a chaste kiss to the side of his lips, “I wanted to help you…so it was no problem…” his eyes snapped back open when Seifer suggested returning the favor, “eh? Something…yoou could do for me? And…what’s that smirk for…you look like you’re ready to eat me?” The youth returned with a grin, but his curiosity was piqued now, “what would you do for me then Tiger?” he said this running his fingers through Seifer’s usually well kept hair…damn this guy’s hair was cool! That was a sort of after thought, but it certainly called to his fingers while his eyes focused solely on his companion’s face.

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Oh, was he getting Zell excited? It certainly seemed that way. Well, that was pleasant for him since the tattooed blonde managed to get him so excited with very little effort. He liked the return touches from Zell too. The guy had strong hands as a fighter and he was really good with massages. If those hands worked on his shoulder they would probably make him feel better than any of the doctors could. Seifer shifted more comfortably on the pillows and kept his fingers moving through Zell's hair.

"I could eat you if you want," Seifer responded. "I'd be very gentle, see?" He moved and took Zells ear, giving the lobe a light nibble. "Or, I could swallow you up." He let that one trail off suggestively; he was pretty sure Zell would know what that meant. He tilted his head down to allow Zell's fingers to move through his hair. That actually felt pretty nice. His hair was pretty short but that didn't mean he didn't like someone playing with it now and then. Seifer's eyes slid pleasantly to half-mast. "I'd do lots of things for you, Birdie. You're special to me."

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It was true, the more Seifer administered attention on him the more aroused the smaller blonde became. It seemed that it didn’t take much for either one of them perhaps that was simply because Zell was just as pumped with testosterone and aggression as Seifer was, but Zell liked to think of it as being very passionate. When Seifer nibbled on his ear Zell was more than ready to show just how passionate he was as his body trembled involuntarily due to the stimulation. Zell was one of the many individuals that are effected by a little bit of ear nibbling, sucking, and licking; it sent that arousing sensation rippling though his body, “a…ahh…big tease.” Zell released the breath he’d been holding though it came out shakily when Seifer said he’d swallow him, gods he hoped that meant what he thought it meant. When Seifer pulled back Zell’s light hair combing turned into a gentle scalp massage, “you really like to tease me huh…heh when we’re better I know exactly what I’m gonna do to pay you back.” Zell grinned lopsidedly, he already knew exactly what he had in mind though he would have to find a way to get the things he would need he would certainly do it. His blue eyes went wide as saucers when Seifer said that he was special to him, he’d do lots of things for him. Zell smiled, playfulness gone for the moment he looked sincere, “how’d we go from slinging kitchen sludge at each other t’ this…I think I like it…” Zell initiated the kiss this time using his tongue to probe Seifer’s mouth and encourage the taller blonde’s tongue out to meet his own. Once he’d engaged their tongues outside of their mouth he lightly massaged his comanion’s own and dueled with it a bit before sucking Seifer between his lips and kissing the scarred blonde passionately until his lungs were starved, “mmm…yeah I think I’ll let you eat me anytime.” Zell said pressing his hardness into Seifer’s leg, he knew they wouldn’t do much and was more than content to let it wilt, but doubted that it would as long as his body was in contact with Seifer though, but he wasn't moving either, “nope…that aint no hotdog buddy, I’m very happy t’ see ya…and yeah, that's gotta be the worst pick-up line ever."

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He raised an eyebrow as if to say "Me? A tease?" It was just so easy to find ways of teasing Zell. Of course Seifer had a line he wouldn't cross in teasing, doing just enough to excite the other but not enough to frustrate or aggravate him. It seemed like Zell liked being teased, or at least didn't dislike it, so Seifer was happy to continue. He had noted Zell's sensitive ear and made sure to abuse that spot again in the future. He smiled to himself; Zell had plans for him, huh? He couldn't help being intrigued but he would just have to wait to find out what these plans were. Seifer now had a reason other than his dislike of infirmaries to be looking forward to a quick recovery.

Zell caught him by surprise when he was the one initiating the kiss. Seifer was stunned for a few seconds but he quickly recovered. He didn't want to question how they went from throwing food at each other to making out in an infirmary. Their whole relationship had been unexpected up to this point, and that was what Seifer liked about it. It just seemed to happen and he wouldn't complain or question it. His tongue was more than happy to be guided out to play with Zell's. Zell still had magic enough to draw gutteral moans out of the scarred blonde, Seifer's return kisses quickly becoming heated and he was really close to pinning the smaller one down on the bed. Luckily he remembered their injuries and backed off. He panted for breath, desire darkening his eyes. The hardness pressing against his leg told him he wasn't the only one feeling the desire.

He knew it would kill the mood, but he couldn't help laughing. "I love that even when you're turned on, you can still make me laugh. Well, don't worry, Birdie, I'm happy to see you too." He shifted forward so Zell could feel what he was talking about. "Mh, so, you sure that's not a hotdog? Because I'd love to get my mouth around it and taste for myself."

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For Zell laughter could never kill the mood, well at least not when he was making a stupid joke and being relatively entertaining. Now if Seifer ever looks at his penis and laughed while they were being intimate then the mood would probably be dead…overkill. Seifer had a nice laugh especially when he threw his head back and or he wasn’t laughing at Zell falling down. The short blonde hoped to inspire it as often as he possibly could. Hell, making Seifer laugh made this hellhole totally bearable, if he had to be stuck in a prison of depressing stiffs he would hang himself with his own sheet. Zell chuckled softly before nipping Seifer’s chin, “I aim to please—”

He was cut off by a low groan when Seifer’s sex pressed into him creating greater contact between their bodies. Zell’s mind seemed to take a space trip when Seifer said he’d like to get his mouth around Zell’s ‘hotdog’ and the tattooed man’s toe’s curled at the thought. How, how could they manage that …he wanted to give Seifer pleasure too, but oh his brain wouldn’t work for him to figure out how they both could, “ah…I wanna suck yours too!” He seemed a bit eager after all of the teasing and Seifer’s words only inspired more desire to inflame him, “sixty-nine? We can lay on our sides so it’ll be more comfortable…and less messy…though I…really really like messy too…”

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He was glad for the laughter. He was stuck here for the rest of his life so he might as well enjoy himself here while he could. With Zell around he seemed guaranteed to be entertained. Seifer smirked a little, wanting to touch Zell more and feel that growing arousal for himself. But he'd really like to get his mouth around it too. It was only fair, seeing how many times Zell already treated him. Thinking of that he felt his waking sex give a pleasant little twitch.

"I think that's a great idea," he said with a smile. "Feel free to grab my ass while you're at it, because I know I'll be grabbing yours." He smiled mischievously, wrapping an arm around Zell and carefully guiding the other blonde down so they were laying together on the bed. Seifer tried to bite his lip but he couldn't help teasing the blonde a little. "Did I hear that right, Birdie? You like messy? You really are a dirty birdie. I'm gonna have to clean you up later." He seriously would, too. He'd get a sponge and wash all over that gorgeous body. Before he got down to business, he wanted to feel Zell's mouth against his again. Those lips were so good against his, soft and inviting. He could've gone on but their mouths were about to be used for something else.

Their height differences would make this a little difficult but he could manage. Seifer shifted so they were in the right positions. He was all eager to go for it already. His hands moved, pushing Zell's boxers down off his hips enough to expose his needy gender. Seifer smirked, dipping his head down to tease the tip with his tongue. He started off with slow strokes of his tongue to feel over the length and test where Zell was sensitive. Seifer didn't have natural magic like Zell but he had the experience to keep a hand on Zell's hips so he wouldn't buck and interrupt what he was doing.

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Zell liked the ass-grabbing idea very much and would certainly cop a gracious handful remembering when he’d slapped Seifer’s ass the day before during their little food fight. Of course that was to make sure the other was nice and messy and purposefully evil, staining the other’s jeans, and that had been fun. Thinking back on it Seifer had a nice, firm ass, tense with muscle and now he’d get to explore it a bit more. Once they were both lying in positions on their sides so no pressure would be on his companion’s back and they could both be comfortable, Zell made his crotch as accessible to Seifer as he possibly could. He knew the height difference was only a bit of a problem, but Seifer seemed to have that under control and the young blonde gasped as soon as he felt the older man’s warm mouth close around him, what was he doing again…oh! With a soft moan Zell sought out Seifer’s arousal as well flicking his tongue back and forth over the tiny slit there before slowly drawing the scarred blonde into his mouth sucking him in gently. Zell couldn’t resist his own moan which vibrated over the flushed head of his companion’s sex. It was a good thing Seifer did have the experience because Zell’s hips were already flexing forward. That tongue was the best damned experience so far, and no mater where Seifer seemed to lich it all felt good, but the attention to the head of Zell’s cock seemed to inspire the loudest cries. Zell slid his hands around one sliding between Seifer’s legs to fondle his balls gentle, the other hand gripped Seifer’s ass firmly. Oh yeah…he could get to like this too!