Come on; quit playin' around and fight!

What up, lamer? Name's Seifer: Struggle champion, leader of the Twilight Disciplinary Committee, bamf extraordinaire. Younger brother of Selphie, best bros with Xigbar. Nobody touches my chicken-wuss. ask box submit khtumblr personal

[black-beanie]

this blog is no longer active, i guess. it won't be deleted so i can go look back at memories and stuff whenever i get bored or whatever

so, yeah. it was a nice ten months or so playing seifer. you'll probably find him here eventually.

later.

[scaryloyalstarkid]

You’re not friends. You’ll never be friends. You’ll be in love ‘til it kills you both. You’ll fight and you’ll shag and you’ll hate each other ‘til it makes you quiver but you’ll never be friends. Love isn’t brains, children, it’s blood. Blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love’s bitch but at least I’m man enough to admit it.

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[black-beanie]

He fell silent for a moment. Eyes quite adjusted to the dark of the room, they traced the muscles of his boyfriend's arms, the smooth dip of his shoulders; he glanced up and followed the contour line of Hayner's face, barely visible against the darkness - the wide, chocolate brown eyes framed by long lashes and those soft, eternally pouting lips. A smartass, but beautiful - delicate-looking in moments such as these, despite the damage Seifer knew those fists could cause - and all his.

"Fuck, I love you," he breathed, meaning it more than any spiteful slander he'd ever spat in Hayner's face, and pressed a kiss to his neck.

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[black-beanie]

Stop it, he scolded himself, Ain't nothin' that's news to you.

But his body reacted without consent. The tiny Mona Lisa smile automatically widened as Hayner's lips brushed against his forehead; face burning, he tucked his head underneath the boy's chin, soft breath against Hayner's chest masking the erratic beating of his heart.

"... Yeah. I know."

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[black-beanie]

Hearing Hayner outright say that he couldn't hate him anymore, though, spurred a warm feeling in Seifer's chest, as if honey was melting right over his ribcage, and with a small chuckle, his lips curved into a Mona Lisa smile.

"So I guess that means you like me a little, huh?"

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[black-beanie]

"Whatever you want, chickie," he murmured, voice echoing the tiredness in Hayner's. "You sound spent, though."

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[black-beanie]

He lowered his eyes and, true enough, Hayner's bottom lip was caught between his teeth, just as it always was, incisors bearing down with force enough to bite it clean off - and Seifer had had enough of it. Enough biting lips and pillows and skin and anything that hindered Hayner making full usage of that voice that made Seifer's toes curl. He'd had enough. With his free hand, Seifer worked his thumb in between and roughly pried Hayner's lip, now mottled with deep red bite marks, away from his teeth. 

"Don't fuckin' do that," he snarled heatedly, panting between thrusts, each sending a new wave of heat washing over his lower stomach. He was close. "I wanna hear everything."

[fyeahroleplayingrabbit]

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[black-beanie]

His cock, thick, lubricated with spit, nudged at Hayner's entrance, and then everything was tight and hot and Seifer still couldn't think, couldn't form a thought, couldn't do anything but stare into those brown eyes as he slowly slid in. His hands ran down Hayner's sides, touching him, feeling every shudder with every centimetre he made forward. He pushed onward, physically incapable of breaking eye contact, it seemed - not that he wanted to, much the contrary, he wanted to lose himself in those eyes, warm like chocolate; how he had ever considered the boy simply a nuisance was beyond him - and soon he was completely inside him.

[black-beanie]

*walks into his ask clears her throat* ahem..Hello, my name is Alice Liddell and I love my big brother, Seifer, very very much!

Heh. As you should, brat.

/hugsquicklyandshoosaway

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And then there was a voice in his ear, a weak, breathless voice that made his balls ache with want. Hayner being compliant was rare, nearly unheard of; Seifer must have done something right to deserve such a handsome reward, and needless to say, it took him by complete surprise. Hayner's words echoed against the shell of his ear, every shaky word and shallow inhale amplified tenfold, rattling his brain and coating his thoughts with a haze that only his once-rival could induce. His body reacted without consent, his own breath became equally shaky and his dry mouth sought Hayner's, but not before murmuring, "Tell me exactly what you want, then. Tell me you want it."

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[black-beanie]

What with how often they went at it, Hayner hardly needed a stretch, but Seifer couldn't pass up an opportunity to tease before the feature presentation. His finger slid down Hayner's throat once more before pulling out of with a small pop, the task of fucking Hayner's mouth quickly replaced by Seifer's tongue. His arm curled around the boy's back, one hand carressing his ass while the second went straight to town, middle finger rubbing against Hayner's asshole before sliding in. Finger moving in and out at an agonizingly slow pace, he pulled away from Hayner, a thin line of spit connecting their tongues, with a challenging smirk that all-too-plainly said, Faster? Beg for it. Cock? Beg for it.

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[black-beanie]

You make me like this, you make me lose control, it-

"-'s your fault, you bring it out in me," he growled into Hayner's neck, mind too consumed by lust to even differentiate thought from speech.

Between kisses, Seifer pulled away Hayner's unbuttoned jeans along with his damp boxers, finally liberating the boy's hardened cock and massaging his swollen balls. Upon feeling the shaft twitch against his palm, he returned his hand to Hayner's hip and pressed his own dick up against the boy's, shuddering from the contact, while the other hand raised to Hayner's lips, wordlessly commanding him to suck.

[black-beanie]

This or That: Hayner in handcuffs or chained up? ;D

That's a hard one.

Literally.

:|

[black-beanie]

Seifer, I'm a viking, and I'm supposed to kill dragons, but I really don't want to. How can I tell my lumberjack dad that I'm not into it?

Chicken-wuss, if this is your way of tellin' me you wanna crash on my couch with that dragon training movie later, don't count on it.