Slow, cautious, beautiful. That had always been Squall's way of approaching the world. And at least when trying new things Seifer was like that too. In most cases at least.
This is not most cases. This feels right back in the realm of dreams, even though he knows it's real. Because in his dreams Seifer doesn't give himself the scars. And Squall is never so sweet. So Seifer just...
He tests the limits. That's what he was always there for in Squall's case. He pushes the other man back, pins him against the edge of the sink, and meets him with fire. Fire to ice, always their way of working. He doesn't let things linger in slowness. Doesn't give them a chance to map. No, thinking would be too far. They need to act. To react.
To forget, for a moment, what hangs between them. What will haunt them in the future and from the past. Better to make the kiss rougher, more challenging, more demanding. Better to lose themselves in a more pleasant sort of battle for dominance. Or so Seifer believes.
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This is not most cases. This feels right back in the realm of dreams, even though he knows it's real. Because in his dreams Seifer doesn't give himself the scars. And Squall is never so sweet. So Seifer just...
He tests the limits. That's what he was always there for in Squall's case. He pushes the other man back, pins him against the edge of the sink, and meets him with fire. Fire to ice, always their way of working. He doesn't let things linger in slowness. Doesn't give them a chance to map. No, thinking would be too far. They need to act. To react.
To forget, for a moment, what hangs between them. What will haunt them in the future and from the past. Better to make the kiss rougher, more challenging, more demanding. Better to lose themselves in a more pleasant sort of battle for dominance. Or so Seifer believes.