FFVIII: The Collar
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: Breathplay, smut
Rating: R
Summary: Seifer takes Squall's breath away. Timeline here.
Can't think why I never thought of doing this before. You're mine even without the marks, even without the collar, and we both know it. But it still took your breath away a little more when I showed you, when I fastened it, when you felt it snug against your throat. No matter how you still fight me sometimes -- you know, and you like knowing, that you're mine. Now you're trying to hold still -- there's the faintest shake there, a tension, but the kind only I'd notice -- as I tighten the collar a little more, taking your breath away even more, making you fight to take a breath that's deep enough.
How tight do you want it, baby? Want it so tight you can't breathe? Want it so tight you have bruises? People'll see, and they'll know. They'll know how you're mine, how you couldn't breathe, and they'll know that you wanted it -- that you couldn't breathe, but you still came so hard. Because that's what's going to happen.
You hold onto me tightly, nails digging into my skin. I let you. Bet you need something to hold onto, don't you? My collar round your neck, my hand on your cock -- you can't really breathe, can't really think, you just have to trust to me, give it all over to me.
I reach up, tighten the collar that little bit more.
You trust me, baby, don't you?
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: Breathplay, smut
Rating: R
Summary: Seifer takes Squall's breath away. Timeline here.
Can't think why I never thought of doing this before. You're mine even without the marks, even without the collar, and we both know it. But it still took your breath away a little more when I showed you, when I fastened it, when you felt it snug against your throat. No matter how you still fight me sometimes -- you know, and you like knowing, that you're mine. Now you're trying to hold still -- there's the faintest shake there, a tension, but the kind only I'd notice -- as I tighten the collar a little more, taking your breath away even more, making you fight to take a breath that's deep enough.
How tight do you want it, baby? Want it so tight you can't breathe? Want it so tight you have bruises? People'll see, and they'll know. They'll know how you're mine, how you couldn't breathe, and they'll know that you wanted it -- that you couldn't breathe, but you still came so hard. Because that's what's going to happen.
You hold onto me tightly, nails digging into my skin. I let you. Bet you need something to hold onto, don't you? My collar round your neck, my hand on your cock -- you can't really breathe, can't really think, you just have to trust to me, give it all over to me.
I reach up, tighten the collar that little bit more.
You trust me, baby, don't you?