"Yes, I am," Seifer responded. He lifted his head just long enough to shoot a glare at Squall.
"George's sister is here, I gave her my bed. I spent last night sleeping at Tunes, and I'm not doing it again." Really. His other options were Rinoa or the hotel, and he wasn't sure either was a good idea.
Squall... probably should spend more time actually talking to his close friends, since he had absolutely no idea what George had gone through. "They... need privacy?" he asked. He didn't think George was the kind of person who'd exile a roommate like that. "Can't you sleep on your floor?"
Her dinner with that man -- okay, her father -- had somehow miraculously not turned into a catastrophic nightmare. She may even have made some progress although it was still in SP so details would be vague. That was cause for celebration. And, well, she looked hot like this. So the method of celebration was pretty clear.
Was that a good knock or a bad knock? The door relieved Squall from being grumpy at Seifer. He opened it and was glad to see Rinoa, NOT looking dejected or angry. "Did it go well?" he asked.
Things Rinoa did not feel like doing right now: discussing with Squall the minutiae of her dinner with her father. He would want to know the details of the military strategics and that was boring and it would harsh her buzz. They could obsess about the details later.
Things Rinoa did feel like doing right now: devouring every inch of Squall. Starting with, say, his mouth. That was handy.
She dove at him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him in a way that made it perfectly clear what her intentions were. She hit him with enough force to knock them back a few steps into the room, and if that was towards a bed, great. Or any surface. Really.
"S'great," she mumbled, between nips. "Awesome. You've got. Thirty seconds. To get naked. Or I'll. Do it for you."
Things Rinoa had not spotted: Squall's temporary roommate. Hi, Seifer!
Seifer had rolled over when the knock on the door happened, and was sitting propped up on his elbows while he took in the show.
He politely coughed, and then grinned. "Is this like those shops in Dollet where I have to pay to watch, or do I get to join in?" Oh. Hi Seifer! Wondered when your attitude would show up.
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Seifer barged into Squall's room and dumped his stuff on the first open bed he saw, and collapsed beside it.
"I'm staying here until Monday."
No, he didn't ask. He told.
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Squall looked at him, stunned.
"No, you're not."
Squall didn't ask, either -- he ordered.
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"George's sister is here, I gave her my bed. I spent last night sleeping at Tunes, and I'm not doing it again." Really. His other options were Rinoa or the hotel, and he wasn't sure either was a good idea.
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She knocked on Squall's door, impatiently.
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Things Rinoa did feel like doing right now: devouring every inch of Squall. Starting with, say, his mouth. That was handy.
She dove at him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him in a way that made it perfectly clear what her intentions were. She hit him with enough force to knock them back a few steps into the room, and if that was towards a bed, great. Or any surface. Really.
"S'great," she mumbled, between nips. "Awesome. You've got. Thirty seconds. To get naked. Or I'll. Do it for you."
Things Rinoa had not spotted: Squall's temporary roommate. Hi, Seifer!
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He politely coughed, and then grinned. "Is this like those shops in Dollet where I have to pay to watch, or do I get to join in?" Oh. Hi Seifer! Wondered when your attitude would show up.
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