Disclaimers. FF8 characters places ETC are NOT mine, no matter how much I wish they were. FF7 characters places ETC are not mine, no matter how much I wish they were. Team building courses are not mine either. *sigh* even the plot of this one belongs to someone else. *points at Demon’s Gate.* This chapter is for him.

This is now officially a semi-crossover. I started it with only FF8 characters and the main focus of this fic will remain the ff8 characters, so that is why it is still in the ff8 category.

Hey! YAOI! Incase you hadn’t noticed the first two chapters. I mean, Seifer getting tied up and Squall being blown by Zell wasn’t enough of a clue? Hehehe

I’m just a little screwed up writer who thinks these boys deserve each other in kinky situations and positions. And I’m glad so many of you agree with me! Look at the number of reviews! *bounces ecstatically.*

Bloke on bloke (on bloke on bloke) action. YAOI, run before I corrupt you too!!!!!! MORE than three peoplesomes, ne DG?

Smoke on the Water.

Chapter Three: showers

Also known as “Blonde overload” Chapter, or the chapter written for that sweet little hentai DG, for his 18th birthday. Sorry it’s late, but you did want JE first sweetheart.

*WARNING WARNING….* Switches in POV. Pretty obvious, my damned little Zell muse is so eloquent at times…So is my Cloud…. *shrugs* ah well….

Smoke on the Water Part 3

He is beautiful.

I don't know what it is about him... he's got a mysterious air, you know? Dark hair and striking eyes, long limbs and a slender body... Fuck, I want him just looking at him. And he looks so peaceful this morning. It's not like I haven't spent the night with him or at least in the same room as him before now. His dreams have always troubled him before, left him tossing and turning throughout the night... but he's slept peacefully, maybe he just needed to get away from Garden... Curled in the covers, his hair a chocolate halo fanned around his head, completely still save for the rising and falling of his chest. I've been watching him for an hour or so. I think Almasy's snoring woke me up.

The old clock on the wall crept closer to 6 under my tired gaze.

Squall sits up and looks straight at me without a word. Then he glances up at the clock too, and moves from the bunk padding across the room to where he placed the majority of his clothes and dresses quickly. When Squall isn't too tired to undress, he sleeps naked. And even now, with others in the room, he shows no shame. I mean why would he? His body is hot. Hot enough to get me hard as he looks over his shoulder to me with a smile in his eyes that doesn't reach his lips. Mind you, till about an hour ago, I was naked…

Then he looks away from me again, pulling on a pair of jeans. I just pull the covers back over me, paying no heed to the tent in my sweatpants.

A sudden knock on the door startles us both, and rouses Irvine from his slumber. "Come on Lads! Breakfast in half an hour!"

Irvine groans as he sits up and bumps his head on the bottom of my bed and stands scratching that mess of hair of his. I still have no idea why he keeps it so long. The two lads who are in with us while we're here stir as Squall shakes Seifer awake.

Almasy groans and sits up, looking at him dazedly. "Up." Squall states simply, and sits on the end of the bed, slipping on a pair of boots and lacing them up, the pale skin across his forearms rippling with the tiny effort of lacing the long boots. Irvine's dressed before I know it, and runs a brush through his hair and watching Squall.

My lion looks up and catches the cowboy gazing at him, as he leans over to grab the shirt he hung over the end of his bunk, he glares at Irvine with a look cold enough to freeze Ifrit. 

The cowboy smiles, not missing a beat as he says: "Come on darlin'. I'll buy you breakfast." Then he turns to me. "You too chickie?"

I shake my head. "Not hungry." Hell, I am hungry. I am fucking starved, but I am not going to watch Irvine fawn over the oblivious Squall while I'm hard and hot. "Gonna grab a shower while I can."

Squall looks at me, tilting his head to one side. I give him my brightest grin and he shrugs, picking up the robe from his bunk, throwing it to me.

Okay, so sometimes he isn't that oblivious.

I slip it on and hop off my bed, grabbing a towel from my bed, and follow Squall and Irvine out the door as Seifer moans and pulls the covers back up over his head. The head of the disciplinary committee doesn't like mornings… How… undisciplined.

I nod to Irvine and Squall as I head in the opposite direction to them, towards the showers as they head to the cafeteria.

A deafening rabble of voices pauses me in the corridor, and from the stairs appear a group of kids like us. Holy Hyne, some of these guys are hot. A red head pauses to wink at me and lick his lips suggestively before a dark haired exotic looking boy urges him on. I watch him go, protesting loudly, and turn to continue on my way.

The showers are empty. The only sound other than my breathing is the hollow drip of water from a leaking shower. I'm not sure why, but I take comfort in that imperfection in this harshly sterile room. It'd never happen at Balamb.

Damn but the water's cold. My teeth are chattering from the second I step under. It's colder than the first time you junction Shiva.

But as the water warms, my thoughts are returned to Squall, and my hard on returns with a vengeance.

I close my eyes, and lean against the cool tiles, closing my eyes and touch trembling fingers to my sex.

Every brush of my fingers to my cock sends a tingle of pleasure through my body.

"What a sight..." That voice, the same one that has been teasing me for years...

"Seifer..." He growls at me, and my face slips into that familiar smirk.

"Don't worry about me Zell, carry on." He looks startled by the fact that I called him Zell and not Chicken wuss or the ever-popular 'chickie'. "Who're you thinking of? Squall?"

He glares back at me with murder in his eyes. "None of your..."

"Business?" I respond before he has a chance to finish. He nods, and my smirk grows wider. "Oh, I think you'll it is very much my business. After all, that incident in the canteen yesterday evening could be termed as sexual deviancy." I shrug and frown a little. "What would your mother say if she heard that charge?"

"You fucking bastard, you wouldn't!"

"Perhaps not..." I move towards him, pausing when there's barely a foot between us. "But only in return for a favour..."

"What?" He gapes at me and I think I may have done the impossible and silenced the chicken.

"Come on Zell, surely you can't be that slow." I reach down and place my hand over his hip, teasing my thumb over the golden skin. He flinches at the touch, I think he'd climb the wall to get away from me if he could. My other hand rises to his cheek, caressing softly. "Haven't you ever wondered what I'm like?" I bend my head, pressing my lips softly to his at first, then with more intensity. I tease his lips open with my tongue, and explore slowly. His jaw tenses, and I half expect him to bite down, but instead he suckles softly on my tongue. I pull back from the kiss and move the hand from his hip to his sex, running my fingers over it lightly. He moans, almost inaudibly. "So, I was right..."

He thrusts his hips towards me a little, and I kiss lightly down his neck. Something snaps, he realises who he is or something like that, he pushes at my shoulders and he murmurs "but Squall..."

"Isn't here..." I kiss him again and he responds in kind, harder, and more desperately. "We won't tell him will we?"

"But..."

I tighten my fingers against his sex, stroking its length slowly, finally dispelling his doubts. "Yes Zell?" I ask as he moans my name and I motion to pull my fingers away.

"Don't stop." He moans and I smirk again.

One to me Squally boy.

I kiss my way down his body and pause the affections long enough to kneel in front of him.

I look up at him as I lick over the head of his cock, watching him shudder. His hips thrust forward needingly, and I brace my hands on his hips to still him.

******Outside*******

"Rufus..." Cloud nodded.

"Strife." Rufus smiled.

"How long has it been?"

Rufus glanced around, and then leant forward to kiss Cloud eagerly. "Too long." Shall we?"

Cloud smiled and nodded, pushing open the door to the showers. When inside, Cloud slipped the bolt home, and pulled Rufus into a tight embrace, their lips meeting in a desperate kiss.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Who the fuck are you?” Zell asks incredulously as I snigger around his sex.

"Don't mind us..." one of them calls over as I pull away. “I was quite enjoying the view.”

I glare up at the two blonde boys, still keeping a hand on Zell’s sex. I do so hate interruptions. “Who are you two? What are you doing here?”

“Probably in the same boat as you.” The one with the hair that makes Zell’s look tame answers, looking us over with his glowing blue eyes. “Sent for team building course, pissed off about it. I’m Cloud.” He grins.

The other one brushes a hand through his hair and regards me with a ‘how dare you not know who I am’ glare. I return it with a ‘you’re so beneath me’ smirk and I almost rub my hands together in delight. This one is almost as arrogant as I am… This could be fun.

“I am Rufus.”

Zell stutters out his name as I stroke my fingers down over his inner thigh.

“Seifer.” I nod. “Now either join in or piss off.”

The slightly smaller of the two blonde smirks up at Cloud. “You heard him.”

Cloud smiles and walks to us, turning off the water, and kneeling down so we are at the same height, then leans forward to kiss me, as his hand brush over my shoulders.

I pull back and smirk. “This day just gets better and better…” I take Zell’s wrist and pull the chicken down, kissing him desperately, then pull back allowing Cloud a turn. I pull away again as their lips lock, moving behind Zell, folding his legs to his murmured protestations, kissing and biting at the lines of his shoulders as I run my hands over the curve of his ass.

I lift my eyes to the other one in the room, and ask if he’ll be joining us. He returns my needing glare, and bends his head to kiss Cloud jealously.

“Zell.” I mumble and he turns to me for a kiss to mirror theirs in passion. He pushes the soap into my hands and I lather up my hands with the makeshift lubricant, stroking two slick fingers down over his tight entrance to make him shudder. He moans and rocks back against my fingers as I kiss his shoulder and I finally ease them into his body. Rufus is doing the same to the moaning Cloud, only with more force, which Cloud seems to enjoy all the more. But I want to give the chickie a time to remember, so I’m gonna make this last.

“Rufus…” Cloud murmurs, glancing over at Zell.

Zell’s eyes are closed as I twist the fingers inside him slowly, his breath catching as I rock the digits in and out of his gloriously tight body. His surprise as Cloud kisses him sends a vague tremble through his limbs and I slip a third finger to join the first two.

Cloud throws his head back and moans as Rufus enters him slowly, his fingers tight on the light skin of Clouds’ hips pinching slightly and bringing a flush to the flesh. Zell’s knees spread a little more on the slick tiled floor, and he goes down onto all fours, rocking his hips back on to my hand, moaning my name in a way that makes me want to hold him down and screw him senseless.

I pull my fingers away as he kisses Cloud’s toned, flat stomach positioning myself at his entrance and pushing in slowly. Zell’s whole body tenses for a split second and I run my hands down over his back stroking over his hips firmly, tracing tight circles with blunt nails and watching the scarlet lines of temporary damage rise on his skin. As he relaxes I sheathe myself completely, sighing at the feel of his wonderfully tight body around me hot inside him.

As I thrust slowly into him, my hands explore slowly, teasing over his neck down over the fine lines of his shoulders and onto his arms. I hear Cloud moan incoherently and watch as Zell licks over the head of his cock and takes the full length into his mouth. I bend over as I continue my movements into the martial artist, pressing my chest to his back, I find myself watching, enthralled.

I ramble obscenities as Zell sucks on my throbbing length, moan as Rufus thrusts hard into me from behind and almost whimper at the sight of Seifer and the tattooed blonde together. I feel the room spinning around me as Zell arches his tongue against me, and Rufus bites me on the shoulder.

Seifer reaches out a hand, stroking a stray strand of hair out of my eyes as he buries himself deeply in Zell again, and then traces a finger down over my lips, teasing it into my mouth, tempting me to suck on the warm flesh. My breath catches in my throat and I close my lips around it, biting it gently, licking at the digit.

He smirks at me as Zell’s fingers brush against the tops of my inner thighs and I moan again, louder. Rufus’s hands pinch lightly at my hips.

I thrust mindlessly into Zell’s hot mouth; my orgasm burning low in the pit of my stomach, shooting white hot through my limbs, burning brighter than a super nova and the ecstasy overwhelms me.

I come, my fingers tangling in the short hair on Zell’s head, my voice a strangled cry.

A few disjointed thrusts later, Rufus comes with my name on his lips.

Seifer pulls Zell back up into a sitting position, forcing his way into the tattooed blonde’s body harder with each stroke. Rufus’ hand on my shoulder half turns me and he catches my lips in a brief but heated kiss.

The cold tiles send a shudder through my body as I shift towards Zell’s left side, bending my head to trace my tongue along Zell’s sex, and watching as Rufus mirrors my actions perfectly on Zell’s right.

Zell’s hips are rocking back to meet my thrusts; his voice is cracked as he moans. I brace myself on his hips as I speed up my rhythm, kissing his neck as the other two lick and tease at his sex. I glance down and watch as Rufus takes the tip of Zell’s sex into his mouth and Cloud moves up to suck lightly on Zell’s nipples in turn before kissing him hard.

I see his fingers tense on Cloud’s shoulders; feel him tighten around me and his hips drive towards Rufus’ mouth. But when he comes, it’s my name on his lips.

He arches his back towards me, and I lose what little grip I had left on myself. My movements become disjointed and I thrust violently into him, coming hard into him, trembling with the force of my release.

The four of us fall into a heap, a mass of limbs and exhaustion. 

Zell turns to look at me, opening his mouth to speak. I press my index finger to his lips and whisper: “I know.”

He nods. I don’t know how I knew the words he was going to speak. I just do.

A/N.

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