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Hmmm, not much to say this time except for this: I don't own the boys they're
Squaresoft's and warning: this fic contains a healthy (well that's what I think
of it) amount of yaoi / shounen-ai so read on if you like it and if you don't,
flame me, I can use the laughs. For anybody who actually read "go for it" this
piece of fiction has nothing to do with that story and Irvine is still getting a
separate storyline to comfort him about what happened in the waterfall
^_^
The Cure
(originally called "a daily Irvell
PWP")
Zell had been sick for two weeks now but was steadily
getting better thanks to the good care of dr. Kadowaki and his friends. They'd
decided to take turns in keeping him company in his dorm to see if he needed
anything or just talk to him whenever he was awake.
Of course Squall's
shifts were calmer than Selphie's and Quistis' a bit more serious than Rinoa's
but they were all fun and Irvine, who was currently in the middle of a story
about some girl, had even gone as far as to say no to an offered date to spend
the evening with his sick friend instead.
"So I told him: 'no really
you've got the wrong guy. I'd never do anything like try to kiss *your*
girlfriend. She just had some cream on her lips that's all.' And you know what?
That guy even believed me! I thought I was gonna have to fight him there and I
didn't even have Exeter with me, not that I was afraid or something, I just
didn't feel like hurting the poor guy. But wait, this is the best part: when
they were walking away she turned around and blew me another kiss, I saw her
again this morning and we have a date tomorrow night, it's gonna be
great!"
"Irvine? Will you shut up for Hyne's sake?"
"Sorry there
Zell, she's just so hot I get carried away only thinking about her."
Zell
was resting in his bed, covered with two warm blankets and absentmindedly
listening to Irvine's story about how he kicked some T- Rexaur's ass the week
before. The cowboy himself was seated in Zell's easy desk chair at the side of
the bed, relaxed as always and sexuality almost literally dripping from
him.
"So can I help you with anything Zell?"
"Would you turn on
the TV please?" He asked, hoping it would keep the other man quiet for at least
5 minutes. They watched for a second or so but when an anime girl got all
starry-eyed over the ring she got from the man she loved the most Irvine started
to tell yet 'another' story.
"You know, that kinda reminds me of when
Selphie and me were in Esthar and we passed by this jewellery shop. She
just."
"Irvine!" Zell interrupted. "Why don't you go into the kitchen to
get that tea Quistis left for me this afternoon, okay?"
"Sure thing!"
Irvine got up and left Zell in silence for a minute but no more than that
because he was already back with a brightly coloured thermos and 2
mugs.
"Quisty told me not to give you too much of this stuff, does it
have a painkiller mixed in or something?" The taller man inquired.
"I
dunno, it's probably just something herbal or that's what it smells like at
least. But Hyne knows I could use a painkiller right now, two might even be
better." The blonde rolled over to his side and pulled up his legs to relax the
muscles of his stomach and relieve that area of most of the pain.
"Is it
your stomach again?" Zell's answer came as a simple nod. "Oh you know, I have a
much better remedy against that than tea. Just turn over so you lie on your
stomach and I'll show you." The cowboy earned himself a confused look but Zell
complied anyway, wanting nothing more than to get rid of the pain that plagued
him without having to take brain-wrecking medicines.
Irvine took off his
cattle coat and put the things for tea down on the nightstand. After removing
his boots as well he got onto the bed and perched himself above Zell, his knees
on either side of the other man's buttock.
"What the hell are you doing
up there Irvine?" Asked Zell, his voice betraying that he didn't entirely trust
the situation.
"Just relax Zell, just relax. You won't regret this,
you'll see."
Irvine pulled the covers down and revealed the strong, bare,
and tanned back of the young man before him. He also removed his fingerless
gloves and followed the line of Zell's pine softly all the way down, the body
beneath him shuddering in reaction. He then softly stroked the skin on those
admired shoulder blades down to the side of that magnificent ribcage. Then,
without warning he dug his fingers deep into the trained muscle of the sun
kissed back before him, giving an experienced massage, as Zell hadn't often
received before.
He rubbed, pushed and gently eliminated all the knots
and tense spots in Zell's shorter body, getting more than one satisfied moan in
the process. When he stopped, some twenty minutes later, a soft whimper was
heard.
"Don't stop,not yet," The patient was resting his face on the
tattooed side of it, his azure eyes staring at nothing in particular and his
mouth slightly opened with his increased breathing.
"Seems like you
enjoyed it, didn't you? Well I can't possibly leave you like this, can I?" He
got an agreeing nod from the man below him and chuckled softy as he pushed his
fingers into Zell's lower back and another moan was heard in
response.
"Zell, if you're gonna keep making a sexy noise like that
whenever I push a bit harder I might just start thinking there's something else
you want from me." He laughed at his own joke and continued his
ten-finger-torture on Zell's sensitive body.
A minute or two later Zell's
breathing was still increasing and Irvine was still positioned on top of him,
his arms not yet tired of their task.
"Uhn Irvine, that's the
spot!"
Irvine didn't mind the panted remarks, he *always* enjoyed
positive feedback on whatever he was doing but that tone Zell was using: a husky
voice, deeper than his usual, interrupted by his laboured breath. Frankly, it
got him one hell of a hard-on. So he decided to either get Zell to stop it or
just goddamn act on it!
He let his hands drift off to the blonde's
shoulders and while keeping a strong grip on those he moved his mouth to the
side of the other's neck, not sure of the response he'd get but determined to at
least leave an obvious hickey there. Zell moaned even louder and arched his back
into the new touch but as realisation seemed to down on him he turned around,
still trapped between, the cowboy's legs and practically yelled out: "What the
fuck do you think you're doing Kinneas?"
Irvine immediately pulled back
and sat up straight. "Like I said before *Dincht*: just relax. I don't mean any
harm, you were just making them sounds so I thought you would't mind if I
joined in the fun. Guess I was wrong there huh, you still angry with
me?"
Zell lay back in his bed, dizzy from moving so fast so sudden, and
sighed.
" 'S okay Irvine, I guess it *is* kinda my fault but you're just
sooo good. Where'd you learn how to give a backrub like that?"
"Aw if I
told you that I'd be spoiling the fun, wouldn't I? You just lay back and
enjoy."
Zell closed his eyes in agreement and felt the gifted hands of
Irvine Kinneas return to him. Only a few minutes later did he realize
something.
"Irvine?" He said, eyes still closed. "That's not my back
anymore!"
"I know." The answer came easily and as it was spoken Zell felt
hot breath tickling his face. He opened his eyes and found himself looking
directly into Irvine's tempting, violet ones.
He didn't understand much
of what was happening when two soft lips were pressed to his own and his mind
only caught up with him when he and Irvine were already intertwining their
tongues with each other.
<<Too late to turn back now Zell, kick
back and enjoy the ride>>
The chestnut haired man found no
resistance in their quite passionate kiss so he just decided to take it a bit
further. He withdrew his hands and while Zell didn't notice, still being too
engrossed in their kiss, he unbuttoned his purple shirt and let the thin fabric
slide off his shoulders onto the ground.
The quiet rustle of fabric was
hardly heard by the martial artist and so he was a bit surprised when cool flesh
pressed against his own, more heated skin. He thoroughly enjoyed the sensation
against his still feverish body and let his own hands roam across the broad
plains of Irvine's back as he kicked the rest of the blankets out of their
way.
At the removal of this obstruction Irvine moved his knee in between
Zell's thighs and let his hands wander to the cotton boxers the blonde was
wearing. He didn't even have to give a hint ad the tattooed young man lifted his
hips eagerly so his underwear could be discarded. Once the other was naked
Irvine didn't lose much time getting rid of the rest of his own clothes. For a
second he considered keeping on his chaps but eventually didn't on the count
that Zell *was* still sick, he did however keep on his hat.
They were
back to kissing and rubbing their bodies together but Irvine couldn't stand his
hands not having something specific to do and he guided them to Zell's already
quite impressive erection. He stroked it gingerly until he felt the other coming
close and then pulled back entirely.
Zell just lay there breathing
rapidly, legs spread and not satisfied yet. The blonde reached out to pull the
other in for another mind-blowing kiss but this was refused. Instead Irvine
stuck out three fingers for Zell to suck on. Just for a second he thought it was
some joke but he got the idea fast enough and took the fingers into his hot
mouth, wetting them best as he could and softly biting at the same moment,
making Irvine moan deep in his throat for the first time that evening. The
slender digits were gone too fast but were again replaced by Irvine's willing
mouth and skilled tongue.
Spreading Zell's legs a bit wider with his knee
he moved his moistened fingers in between the cheeks of the martial artist's
great looking ass and inserted a fingertip, keeping Zell's mind from focusing on
any kind of discomfort by starting to nibble at his neck and collarbone. When he
wasn't pushed away Irvine pushed his finger a bit deeper and started to look for
a nice rhythm. He found it quickly and then inserted his second slick finger
causing Zell to throw his head from one side to another and moan again and even
louder when Irvine lowered his mouth to lick an already taut nipple. When the
cowboy inserted a third finger and found Zell's prostate the blonde screamed out
with his already hoarse throat.
Irvine smirked lightly and scissored Zell
from within, carefully preparing him for what would follow within minutes. A
last soft bite at the nipple he had been caressing and Irvine rose again,
wanting to get completely inside of the other fast, but still looking for
permission. He got no clear answer but since Zell was lying there, biting his
bottom lip with his sharp fangs in pleasure, he pulled the blonde close by the
hips and put his legs over his own longer ones. He pushed the head of his, after
all this preparation, *very* hard cock against Zell's properly stretched hole
and pushed in slowly, making the apparently not-so-sick blonde trash and squirm
on the mattress beneath them.
After about ten centimetres he pulled back,
equally slow and then pushed himself in entirely, giving way to another
impassioned scream from Zell.
Completely absorbed by the pleasure he was
in Zell reached up and gave Irvine a long, hard kiss, actually reopening a split
lip the cowboy had gotten in training the week before. Gently licking up the
small droplets of blood, Zell wrapped his legs around the other man and rode him
while still sitting in his lap. Their hips moved frantically and after getting
hit after hit on his prostate in that position Zell was first to come. Screaming
out quite loudly again and then, still rocking his hips moaning a mantra
existing only out of Irvine's name.
The martial artist came and tightened
around him to no en. Still moaning the cowboy's name Zell crashed on him and it
didn't take any more than another 10 seconds for Irvine to fill the blonde, who
was riding him with slow, deliberate movements of the hips, up, now groaning
loudly as well.
They didn't lie like that for long before Irvine got up
and already started dressing again. He finished buttoning his shirt as last and
bent over Zell to tuck him back in, giving him a last sweet kiss before swinging
his cattle coat over his shoulders and walking over to the door with the
words:
"I hope you feel at least a bit better now, see you tomorrow
afternoon, 'kay? You just catch some shuteye now so you can join us in the
cafeteria again before the end of the week. G'night Zell."
Zell sighed
and turned over, realizing that he *was* actually feeling better but he didn't
thin about Irvine's actions much longer as he fell asleep completely
spent.
A/N: I still don't have a lot to say, but *you*
still have to review, whether you liked it or not ^_- See y'all later,
'kay?
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