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FFVIII: Of Monopolization and No Gloves
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall/Zell
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Seifer and Squall spent too much time together to be exactly fair. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Watching Seifer and Squall fight made Zell jealous enough. They were both possibly the best fighters in Garden, probably in the world, and they monopolized each other's time when it came to fighting and practising, which struck Zell as unfair. And they loved it -- fighting each other, that is. They had no eyes for anybody else, which is exactly why Zell got away with standing there watching them.
Otherwise, they'd probably have chased him off.
It was worse when they kissed. Sure, Zell'd seen the sexual tension between them before they had themselves. Had almost been expecting them to kiss. But not like that. Not when they'd just put their swords down and were both taking potions to cure the inevitable cuts they'd given each other. Not in front of him.
They still had no eyes for anyone but each other.
And it was a particularly nice looking kiss -- to Zell's tastes, anyway. Seifer got this tender look in his eyes that wasn't quite tender as other people would know it, and Squall gave this little half smile, and then for no apparent reason other than the aforementioned sexual tension that Zell could see, they were kissing. Seifer ran his hands through Squall's hair, pulled him closer, kissed him deeply, and Squall made this eager sound, pressing against Seifer like he wanted to crawl through into his skin.
Zell really was quite jealous. After all, first they're the two best fighters in the Garden monopolizing each other's time, and then they went and added being the hottest guys in Garden monopolizing each other's time to their sins.
Really quite annoying.
"Never thought you'd be a peeping tom, Dincht."
Seifer's voice was slightly amused, slightly bemused, and just a touch annoyed. He still had his arm around Squall's waist, so Zell decided that he wasn't going to be too mad about him seeing and was probably unlikely to kill him for witnessing the secret.
Hopefully.
"I, er, was just passing through..."
Squall's eyebrow arched upwards. "Without your gloves? In the training center?"
"Yeah, I, uh... I was practising without my gloves. I left them in, you know, my ma's house... oh, fuck."
Seifer laughed. Zell was glad someone was finding it funny because he really, really wasn't. At all. He bit his lip as Seifer and Squall exchanged a look and then squawked when Seifer pulled him close and suddenly kissed him. After a moment, he managed to gather enough of his wits to kiss back, and then Squall was kissing him, and Seifer was laughing again, and he pulled back feeling rather dazed.
"Oh."
Seifer laughed and kissed him again.
Pairing: Seifer/Squall/Zell
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Seifer and Squall spent too much time together to be exactly fair. For
ff_threesomes.Watching Seifer and Squall fight made Zell jealous enough. They were both possibly the best fighters in Garden, probably in the world, and they monopolized each other's time when it came to fighting and practising, which struck Zell as unfair. And they loved it -- fighting each other, that is. They had no eyes for anybody else, which is exactly why Zell got away with standing there watching them.
Otherwise, they'd probably have chased him off.
It was worse when they kissed. Sure, Zell'd seen the sexual tension between them before they had themselves. Had almost been expecting them to kiss. But not like that. Not when they'd just put their swords down and were both taking potions to cure the inevitable cuts they'd given each other. Not in front of him.
They still had no eyes for anyone but each other.
And it was a particularly nice looking kiss -- to Zell's tastes, anyway. Seifer got this tender look in his eyes that wasn't quite tender as other people would know it, and Squall gave this little half smile, and then for no apparent reason other than the aforementioned sexual tension that Zell could see, they were kissing. Seifer ran his hands through Squall's hair, pulled him closer, kissed him deeply, and Squall made this eager sound, pressing against Seifer like he wanted to crawl through into his skin.
Zell really was quite jealous. After all, first they're the two best fighters in the Garden monopolizing each other's time, and then they went and added being the hottest guys in Garden monopolizing each other's time to their sins.
Really quite annoying.
"Never thought you'd be a peeping tom, Dincht."
Seifer's voice was slightly amused, slightly bemused, and just a touch annoyed. He still had his arm around Squall's waist, so Zell decided that he wasn't going to be too mad about him seeing and was probably unlikely to kill him for witnessing the secret.
Hopefully.
"I, er, was just passing through..."
Squall's eyebrow arched upwards. "Without your gloves? In the training center?"
"Yeah, I, uh... I was practising without my gloves. I left them in, you know, my ma's house... oh, fuck."
Seifer laughed. Zell was glad someone was finding it funny because he really, really wasn't. At all. He bit his lip as Seifer and Squall exchanged a look and then squawked when Seifer pulled him close and suddenly kissed him. After a moment, he managed to gather enough of his wits to kiss back, and then Squall was kissing him, and Seifer was laughing again, and he pulled back feeling rather dazed.
"Oh."
Seifer laughed and kissed him again.
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