|A Year with the Psycho, Vampire, and Co
Author: MusikVibe PM
Update January 31st! This is Irvine's story of his first year living with Squall, Seifer, and Zell in apartment. Next door is a guest from FF7. Will contain yaoi, toys, and stuff. R&RRated: Fiction M - English - Humor/Romance - Irvine K. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 20,393 - Reviews: 34 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 04-16-07 - Published: 05-28-05 - id: 2413327
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It's been a while since I've written on this journalistic story, but I'm here with another crazy tale of the hot men of FF8. It's short, but the last chapter will make up for it. So please enjoy!
How Zell was Nearly Killed by Laguna (on accident of course):
So, a few months, we got a new faculty at Garden, an automatic weapons specialist. With this new faculty, I'm beginning to wonder if they are hiring people by how dead sexy they are. Now, I'm completely attached to Vincent, but if I wasn't, I would certainly fuck Laguna. He's one hot piece of ass.
The man is pretty: He has thick silky black hair, pouty lips, a strong nose, and the brightest cerulean eyes ever. If you thought Zell had bright eyes, Laguna's would knock you off of your feet. His body was meant for sex because there is no reason for it. He's slender, not very tall; probably about an inch taller than Squall. He's quite toned, but he looks soft. Much like a super uke…
Anyway, his best feature, the feature that makes him a super uke, the feature that has guys and girl alike drooling when he walks away, is his ass. Now, I know I mentioned it before that he's a hot piece of ass, but the ass has its own description. The two firm, yet soft globes, create the perfect bubble ass that looks good in any pair of pants he wears… especially khakis. With each step he takes, it jiggles just slightly. Just enough to incite a riot of hormones through my body which in turn makes me pull Vincent into an empty classroom and force him to fuck me, which really is kind of rape… sort of. He didn't complain.
Now, even as I obsess over Laguna, Vincent is still my number one, beating Laguna in all categories. But for Zell…
Well, let's just say he was almost unlucky.
As in, one afternoon, after classes had been dismissed, we were walking down the corridor to leave school, when a moan came from one of the classrooms. Being the pervert I am, I have to check it out, which means Vincent goes too.
Peeking into the window on the door, we see Laguna leaning against the teacher's desk, his dress shirt unbuttoned with his undershirt being pushed up by a hand. As our eyes scroll down his sweaty abs, watching as a tongue works its way into the navel, making the man moan loudly. Our eyes scroll even further to find the owner of said tongue – our tattoo friend, Zell.
Zell keeps working his way down, pushing perfectly-fitting slacks down over Laguna's hips. To his surprise, not mention Vincent and I, our dear automatic weapons specialist is going commando. But that wasn't the whole surprise. No. That's little as compared to the fact that when hard, Laguna measures 11 and half inches with a 6 inch girth.
I should have known though. I had seen him walk around in his slacks for a while and I just thought he had a lot of stuff to put in his pockets because the bulge was so huge. Clearly I was wrong. I bow down to the Dickmaster and worship, from afar, his holy Dickness.
Apparently, Zell did the same thing but he did it up close. I know he had drooled when the Glorious Dick of Doom was unveiled, but it didn't faze him as the put the head in his mouth, earning himself another hearty moan from Laguna.
I look over to Vincent and he's licking his lips while the hand on the hip is slowly creeps to my own bulge. I can't help but smile.
Back at the unfolding scene, Zell has to have hit the back of his throat with Laguna's arousal, so when we see Laguna heading for the satisfactory goal of orgasm, we almost wince with the man starts to fuck, and I'm talking grabbing Zell's ears and using them as leverage as he thrusts his entire cock down Zell's throat. Not once. Not twice. Not even single digit numbers. In fact, I lost count because Vincent bit my neck. It was somewhere around the 20th thrust that I realized Zell hadn't had the time to really get a good breath. So when I looked at Zell, I was a bit worried at the bluish tent of his skin. His fist were clenched so hard, his knuckles with white. I can hear him sucking for air but nothing was coming though. Right before I interrupt them to save my friend, Laguna gives one really hard thrust into Zell's cavernous mouth and lets out a pain groan/scream.
I came a little at that sound.
Anyway… Laguna holds Zell's head in his crotch as he comes for what seems like twenty minutes before he roughly pushes our blond away, poor Zell just falling to the ground, sucking for air, savoring the sweetness of life. The best part is Zell's not even mad. In fact, he's turned on. Very turned on.
After catching his breath, he slowly stands up, baring his fangs and grinning like that wild man he is. Running his tongue over his teeth, he grabs the petrified-looking Laguna by the head and growls quite audibly.
This is when Vincent starts to pull me away because he knows what comes next because from experience, he knows, Zell's a biter. Right before he completely pulls me away from the peephole, I watch as Zell sinks his teeth into the (un)lucky man's neck.
As we walk down the hall, he hears the most erotic moaning shriek ever heard in Balamb.
And that is how Laguna nearly killed Zell. Next time will be the last time. But it is definitely the most memorable night this year. It rivals the first time I slept with Vincent. Definitely memorable…
Thank you for reading this. Next chapter will be the last but it will be the best! Catch ya'll later