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[Private RP Blog for Irvine Kinneas from FFVIII] 

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tacticalgunner replied to your post “{Squall} [カウボーイ] Quick on the draw as always.  A gloved hand gripped...”

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“Squall your old man is a creep.”

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          The slickness of that tongue tracing on his skin is lewd in its own way, especially with the thoughts that run rampant in his mind immediately afterward. He’s clinging onto Irvine once again, nails blunt and bearing into tan skin to find purchase at the other’s hips.

          ❝ …Tell me what you’re thinking.. ❞

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“Now you wanna know what I’m thinking? He teased, the tone obvious in his voice. He was surprised by such an honest question. No one had ever asked him that before. 

Not in a moment like this. He thoughts had been obvious. Their bodies were entwined. They kissed and touched on another lustfully...

Funny, how the mind worked. 

“Honestly? I’m surprised about how good of a kisser you are. Seeing how you’re so cold and all.”

His voice hitched a bit as the other man cupped the outside of his pants, caressing the fabric that clung to his excitement. 

He let out a faint, raspy gasp. 

The smirk on his lips growing devilish as he kissed Squall’s lips again. 

“Hold out on you?  You’re the one holding me.” 

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masterofellipsis:

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          The way Irvine handles him is enough to derive a low noise far too close to a moan in the meeting of lips. There’s an unmistakable pull between them, making him cave far more quickly than he probably should. Still there’s no shame in the way he lets Irvine have free reign in touching him, subtly shifting his hips forward as if to encourage it.

          All talk and no game - that’s what he generally believes Irvine’s aesthetic to be in his opinion. It’s a test of sorts. A roughness emits into the kiss, tongue slick and hot over the gunner’s lips while slipping into a warm mouth. His own hands roam beneath the parted trench coat, finding hints of skin beneath the purple vest and gradually becoming unrelenting in his need to be closer.

          ❝  You dragged me into this…don’t disappoint me… ❞

          He breathes just barely between kisses that are almost too intimate. Just a mere roll of his hips closes the distance, ensuring that Irvine felt how much of an affect he already had by teasing at the idea of more.

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Disappoint? There was no biting back the light smirk upon his lips that formed between the soft, teasing kisses that followed. Sensual things such as this were what he was best at after all. Not that Squall believed him. 

A ladies man, that had always been his declaration. The gunblader was always the first to shoot it down. He thought him a clown, never took him serious, especially after the failed attempt on Edea’s life. 

The one shot he’d fouled up. 

He nipped at the other man’s lower lip roughly then, before a gloved hand caught itself up in the lion’s mane. He pulled his head to the side leaving his neck exposed long enough from him to make a long, slow drag of his tongue against the soft delicate skin. 

It was followed by another kiss and an exhale of hot breath. 

The heady aroma and feel of their hard bodies together was more than enough to leave the gunslinger stiff around the collar. 

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{Squall}

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Quick on the draw as always. 

A gloved hand gripped tight at other’s leather jacket, as he pulled Squall’s back from the wall, pulling his lips into his own. There was no missing the smirk upon his face. Of course Squall would be uptight about this.  

He was uptight about everything. He just needed to learn how to relax. And nobody was better at kicking back and letting loose than he was.

Besides, they were someplace private (for the most part.) So why not have a little fun?

Speaking of private... the gunman wasted no time bringing his other hand down to the swordsman’s thigh running it teasing up his leg as he went. 

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For Chelly <3 

1. To: My Old Self by Real Friends  “Doubt is the soil that fear grows in. I’m dirty from head to toe”

2. The Quiet Things Nobody Else Knows by Brand New “There's nothing new to talk about. And though the kids are blessed, the parents let them shoulder all the blame.”

3. The Waiting One by All That Remains “Tell me now what should I do, when I feel so lonely?” 

4. Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons.  “Weep for yourself my man, you’ll never be what is in your heart.” 

5. Colors by Halsey “Everything is gray. His hair, his smoke, his dreams. And now he’s so devoid of color, he don’t know what it means.”

6. Behind Blue Eyes by The Who  “But my dreams they aren’t as empty, as my conscious seems to be.” 

7. The Great Golden Baby by Circa Survive “Time takes it toll on us. This changes everything.” 

8. The Worry List by Blue October “How good am I hiding it? Look I’ve got some bad intentions. Guilty as fucking charged.”

9. Birthday by Taproot “I can't seem to breathe in. I can't seem to see then through the deafening silence of pain.”

10. The Dogs of War by Pink Floyd “One world, it's a battleground. One world, and we will smash it down. One world, one world...”  

11. To Be Loved by Papa Roach “I got one confession. A love deprivation. I got a jet black heart, it’s all fucked up and it’s falling apart.”

12. Best I Can by Queensryche “I won't let go. Gotta make the grade, no I won't let go. To be the best man, the best man that I can.”

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[ ガン ] “I think everybody just needs to chill.”

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I’m an angel with a shotgun, fight until the wars won. I don’t care if heaven wont take me back.

Angel with a shotgun - The Cab

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diamondarmored:

“Why do you do anything, Kinneas? To try to have sex with a lady.”

“Am I that one dimensional Seifer?”

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“Well then... what do y’suppose this is?”