igneousdogtag | Late Night Visit

[Zell was in a blissful place of in between being awake and asleep. Seifer’s alarm and movement to grab said alarm had woken Zell but the younger blonde was too comfortable, too warm, and too hard to want to move right then. Zell had morning wood but he was going to ignore it and prayed that Seifer didn’t feel it.

When the older blonde didn’t get up right away, Zell slowly cracked an eye open, and his vision focused on a grinning blonde watching him.]

…are you watching me while I sleep? Creep.

[Seifer quietly snickered at Zell's accusation. He figured it wasn't serious but he wasn't gonna not be snarky about it.]

Hey, you're the one sleeping on my bed. Shouldn't I be the one calling you a creep?

[Seifer was also not fond of moving at the moment. It was comfortable and warm. While he didn't exactly had morning wood, he wasn't exactly relaxed down there either despite what the rest of his body feels like.

He snickered once again and his low tone of voice sounded playful.]

Is it so hard to just get a 'good morning' from you? Hyne help me.

You invited me into your bed. Can’t call me a creep for that.

[Zell then proceeded to nuzzle into the pillow, his body shifting slightly as he stretched, a couple of joints popping with his movement. He didn’t fully stretch his body like he wanted because Seifer was close and Zell was currently willing his hard member to go down.]

Not a morning person. [But he gave Seifer a tired sleepy smile.] Morning.

[Seifer's free hand found itself on Zell's head of blond as he nuzzled himself onto the pillow, absentmindedly brushing his fingers through it. It was amusing at how much of a mess Zell's hair was in the morning.]

And you're sleeping on my bed. I can watch you sleep if I want to. I'm not going to not watch a handsome ass man sleep on my bed.

[While Seifer meant every word he said, he was amused to say them nonetheless.]

While I'm out for my annoying classes and for that exam later today, what're you gonna be doing? Any mission briefings or anything like that?

[Zell’s eyes closed in bliss and he tilted his head into Seifer’s hand, enjoying the touch a lot more than he should. It made the issue down below a lot harder to ignore but Zell thought he was doing a good job at hiding it.]

Did you just call me handsome? [Zell’s tone was teasing as he opened his eyes to look at Seifer, a grin on his lips.] What else am I?

[Zell reached out and placed a hand on Seifer’s chest as they talked, wanting to touch the older male before he left.]

I’ll probably sleep in and do some training. There are no mission briefings unless something comes up in the next couple of hours.

How did you sleep?

I slept pretty well, actually. Did you mind sleeping next to me?

[Seifer grinned before answering Zell's earlier question.]

I did call you handsome, what of it? Do you want me to take it back?

[Of course, Seifer snickered at the question for a few moments. He grabbed his phone and looked at the time. Ah, eight-forty.]

I should probably start getting ready for class, as much as I don't want to right now.

I slept like a baby. I think your bed might be more comfortable than my own. [There was a returning grin before Zell pressed his face into a pillow that smelt like Seifer as his cheeks heated. Damn Seifer could easily make him blush.]

Yes. Take the compliment back. [His tone was muffled but teasing and after a moment Zell looked at Seifer again.]

It’s your big day. [Zell said it because Seifer had repeatedly told him that it wasn’t that big of a day. Zell had to bug Seifer a little bit.]

[Zell would feel a playful smack on his shoulder, followed by a snicker and a pseudo-annoyed but low voice from Seifer.]

I told you it's no big deal, damn it. I'm gonna pass the damned exam if it's the last thing I do.

[Seifer shifted again in an attempt to make Zell and himself feel more comfortable and close whatever distance was between them. He began to speak as he did and then something happened.]

Well, that's too bad. I'm not taking back the compliment but I'm also not letting you fish for any--

[Right then and there, Seifer felt something poke his lower abdomen. And he knew exactly what it was. And even now, he was quite amused by it. Mainly because he was feeling some kind of way. Some kind of the same way? If that makes any sense. Seifer grinned like a dumbshit before he spoke.]

Hey. Are you okay? Is there something you need to tell me or something I should know?

[There had been so many come backs on the tip of Zell’s tongue as they playfully bantered in bed together. But then Seifer had pulled Zell closer, trying maybe for a last minute snuggle before the older male had to get up and ready, when Zell’s erection brushed against Seifer’s low stomach. The younger blonde was instantly red in the face and put small amount of space between them, so he wasn’t pressing against Seifer.]

Nope! Nothing to see here! You should probably get up and get ready. Don’t want to be late for your big day!

Mm-hmm.

[This was Seifer's response to the almost immediate denial from the tattooed blond. He knew and Zell knew what had just poked Seifer on his lower stomach. He wasn't going to hide it.]

You're forgetting that I told you I didn't really care if I was late to class.

[Of course, Seifer's tone of voice was all too amused by the whole thing.]

And stop feeling so embarrassed. This shit is natural. Besides, you aren't the only one with that problem right now. Maybe I'm just better at hiding it than you are.

[Perhaps it was because Seifer wore boxer-briefs as opposed to... whatever Zell was wearing underneath? He wasn't even sure. For the moment, Seifer was going to try and regain whatever lost distance there was between himself and Zell.]

You do? [Zell’s eyes went wide and he placed a hand on Seifer’s chest so the older male couldn’t pull him back in just yet. Zell lifted the blanket to try and see if Seifer was suffering the same thing as he was but it was dark under the blanket and the tattoo blonde couldn’t do much.]

I think you are lying just to make me feel better.

[Without saying another word, Seifer lifted the blanket completely to show a rather obvious but not too pronounced morning wood through the boxer-briefs and pajama pants.]

See, if you wore more than just your undergarments, you'd be able to hide it much better. I'm not exempt from suffering from morning wood.

[Before saying anything else, Seifer looked at Zell's crotch. Perhaps he was impressed at the size Zell had on him.]

I mean, I'd offer to do something about it but we're kind of pressed for time.

[Seifer said this in a relaxed but also in a matter-of-fact tone, not at all bothered by what's going on between the two of them.]

[Seifer’s offer turned Zell completely red in the face and neck, his blush running down to his chest, and at the same time it broke the younger blonde’s mind. Had Seifer just offered… to make him come? That couldn’t have just come from Seifer's mouth, could it? It was all nonchalant and relaxed which was the exact opposite of what Zell was feeling at the moment.]

W-what? …I-I… You… what?

Did I stutter? I can say it again if you want me to.

[Seifer immediately retorted with, and this actually sounded more serious. He was quite aware of how it felt like to have this problem and at times, he did something about them though he never had another person for it. But as Seifer said earlier, they were really pressed for time.]

Well, I gotta get up and get ready. If you drink coffee, I can make you a cup. And I can put some bread in the toaster. What do you want? Come on, there's not much time left.

[Seifer then fully got up, not caring that he was sporting this tent in his pants as headed for the bathroom.]

But if you wanna stay in bed, go ahead. Just make sure to lock the door when you leave.

You…. [All Zell could do was watch Seifer get out of his bed, the older male’s hard erection clearly in view, and Seifer was all relaxed about it. Silently Zell wished he had that kind of confidence.

Instead the tattoo blonde pulled Seifer’s pillow over his face and let out a yelling groan because as badly as he wanted Seifer’s hand on him there was no way Zell was going to let Seifer be late for class. It was his big day after all.]

I think… I’m going to stay in bed for a bit. [Zell finally got the words out after pulling Seifer’s pillow off of his face. His face was still red and Zell knew what he was going to do the moment Seifer left. He would take care of himself while still in Seifer’s bed.]

[There was no answer for several moments as the water from the sink could be heard running while Seifer brushed his teeth and washed his face. As the moments passed where Seifer had been ignoring his little problem, it began to dissipate. He left the bathroom and began to change in his own room, caring very little (if any) that Zell was in the room with him.

He started with the tank top and removed it so he could put on a purple-coloured shirt, dropped his pajama pants in favour of the usual pants he wore, then reached for his socks. He sat on the side of the bed where Zell was laying down and put his socks and shoes on. Once done, he stood back up again and reached for his all-too-familiar grey trenchcoat.]

Well, I don't have much but help yourself. Oh and uh, clean up after yourself, would you?

[Seifer grinned as he looked at Zell, covered with a pillow or not, as he said this. He was amused with all of this, but also related to it on a personal level. It would be maybe about another five to ten minutes before Seifer actually left his dorm to go to class.]

[Zell had calmed down a little as he listened to Seifer wash up in the bathroom, his breathing evening out and his cheeks redden, but then the older male had stepped out and started to change clothing.

Zell watched Seifer, taking in every inch of skin the older male offered to his view, and Zell’s morning wood turned into a real problem. He shifted the pillow lower to try and hide the growing issue when Seifer spoke.

The tattoo blonde realized then he really didn’t want Seifer to go to class. No, he wanted the older male to spend the whole day with him which wasn’t possible because of the exam but the urge was there.]

Hey. You got something on your shirt. Come here.

[Zell indicated for Seifer to come back down so he could help the older male. And if Seifer came within reach, Zell would grabbed him and pulled him down into the bed.]

[The five to ten minutes before Seifer actually left for class would never take place, as he was called by the tattooed blond. Before he grabbed his bookbag, Seifer was called over by the other blond and he headed back towards his room. Sure enough, Seifer would come within reach of Zell and he's pulled back down to the bed. Thankfully, Seifer offered no resistance in doing so.

This amused him to no end and it earned Zell a smirk on his face.]

Hey now. [Seifer began speaking in a low, perhaps sultry tone of voice, given their proximity to each other.] Weren't you the one telling me I need to get going to class..?

Yes. And you should go. But you forgot something. [Zell then leaned in, pressing his mouth against Seifer’s in a kiss, his hands pulling the older male closer.]

[And again, Seifer offered no resistance. He leaned in as well for that kiss, making it last as long as Zell wanted to and giving as much as was given. Who knew that kissing Zell would feel so good, and also to rekindle his morning problem. For now, though, Seifer didn't really care.

As the kiss went on, Seifer put a hand on Zell's tattooed cheek, perhaps as an indication that the kiss was warranted and to keep it for as long as possible.]

[Zell happily made out with Seifer, holding the older male against him. Zell’s erection pressed against Seifer’s leg as Zell licked into Seifer’s mouth, moaning at the taste of the older male.]

[Seifer was just as happy to be making out with Zell, especially feeling his erection pressed against his leg. During the kiss, Seifer had almost forgotten about breathing and did so through his nose, though the moaning from Zell offered his own though it was a bit quieter.

This would likely go on for several moments. And for the time being, Seifer isn't realizing that he's going to be late to class. But right now? Who gives a fuck about class.]

I… [His words were cut off by kissing for a moment before Zell pulled back enough to speak though his lips kept brushing against Seifer’s as he spoke.] Have a problem and I need your help with it. Please? [Zell knew he should stop and let Seifer go to class but he had set something into motion that he didn’t want to stop. It might have finally clicked for Zell that Seifer actually liked him.

He turned his body and rubbed his erection against Seifer’s thigh fully causing Zell to whimper in need.]

[Zell did indeed set something into motion and Seifer was going to, at the very least, make Zell feel comfortable. He listened to the other blond as he spoke while their lips brushed against one another. After Zell was done talking and rubbed his erection against Seifer's thigh, Seifer didn't even respond and once again placed his lips on Zell's for several moments. They were back to making out.

However, it didn't last as long as his lips then traveled down to Zell's chin, then to a few spots on his neck, especially where they were sensitive. Before he descended further, Seifer stopped and looked at Zell in the eyes.]

Are you absolutely sure you want me to help with your problem?

[Seifer wanted Zell to at least be absolute sure.]

[Oh holy hell. Zell blinked as his mind registered that Seifer might use his mouth instead of his hand and that thought broke Zell for a long moment. He swallowed, his mouth dry, and he nodded his head as he looked down at Seifer.]

Yes. Oh definitely yes. Please.

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