The Right Choice

Part Two.

“I hope you like your Christmas Present.”

Disclaimer: No. I don’t own them, I just dream about them sometimes at night…… *Goes back to sleep.*

“Squall…” Zell said as he dropped down onto the bench beside the brunette with a heavy sigh. “If there’s one thing I admire about you, it’s your dignity. When is some of it going to rub off on him?” Zell waved towards Irvine who was chasing a young SeeD with a sprig of mistletoe in his hand.

Squall shrugged half-heartedly. “He never listens to me anymore.”

Zell half turned to him in surprise. “But I thought you two were…., You know.”

“We were…, We still are. But he is something of a flirt.” Squall flicked the hair back out of his eyes with a quick movement of his head. “He gave me this for Christmas…” He pulled a small velvet box from his pocket and removed a thin white gold from it and a small earring shaped like a lion’s head.

“That’s sweet of him.” Zell mumbled a little jealously.

“Look, I’m going to need a little help with his present…” Squall mumbled. “Could we talk about it in private?

“Sure.”

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That evening,

Christmas Eve.

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The room was dark as Irvine entered, tiny points of light flickering from small candles with a definite scent of lavender. He had the note in his hand that he had received from Squall with a key to the brunette’s room.

A faint laugh that he recognised as Squall’s was at his ear as he felt the soft whisper of velvet against his cheek, a blindfold tied around his eyes….

“What is this?”

“Your present….” Squall’s soft voice was teasingly close to his ear. Then a pair of lips met Irvine’s as soft fingertips traced down the length of his neck. The fingers moved down to free the cowboy of his coat and shirt, and played with the buckle of his belt. The lips that had been at Irvine’s moved down to his chest and a tongue flicked at his nipples. As the hands freed him of his jeans, allowing them to fall to the carpet, Irvine obliged by stepping out of his boots.

Squall led him to the bed and pushed him down, Irvine still as blind as ever, had no choice but to submit to Squall’s ministrations.

In this blinded state, each brush of Squall’s lips was heightened, each one a small explosion of passion and desire. And the hand that stroked his hardening sex was sublime.

A thumb was rubbed over the tip of Irvine’s sex and he shuddered. The lips were withdrawn for a moment, long enough for them to move to his length. Slowly he was drawn into Squall’s mouth, being teased with his lovers tongue to a height of ecstasy he had rarely known before.

Then, suddenly with this teasing mouth still at his sex, Irvine felt someone kiss his lips.

“What the f…..?” He cried into the second attackers mouth, moving his hands up to pull off his blindfold but someone caught his wrists. Irvine heard a second laugh, a very familiar one that he could not place. “What’s going on?”

“Well, this is your present.” Squall said with the faintest mirth in his voice as he relieved him of his blindfold. “You always said you wanted a threesome.”

Irvine opened his eyes to see both Squall and Zell kneeling above him. “But…..”

Zell grinned. “Merry Christmas cowboy.”

“I….”

“Oh keep quiet and enjoy your present Irvine.” Squall grinned as Zell kissed him on the cheek.  Then keeping one hand on Irvine’s sex Squall moved down to kiss the auburn haired man full on the lips. Irvine’s hands knotted in the loose sheet of the bed as both the brunette and the blonde trailed kisses down to his length slowly, tracing their tongues down to the small clutch of hairs around his sex and to the head of it.

A mouth engulfed his sex once more and Irvine’s hips bucked up and he gave a sharp cry as he came. His blood thundered in his ears as he paused, waiting for his heart rate to return to normal. When he could breathe again, he looked up at the two, both grinning at him like the cats that’d got the cream.

“Wow.” He murmured.

“Is that all you can say cowboy?” Zell teased fondly.

“Thanks.”

“It’s not over yet…” Squall said. “After all it’s not really Christmas until morning is it?”

“This is a very big present.” The blonde grinned.

Irvine licked his lips as he contemplated how long was left until morning. “I’ll bet. And it’s the best one I’ve ever had.”

Author’s notes.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.

I only wrote this as a short chapter because I couldn’t think of a stand alone fic. And I thought that Irvine would enjoy a good one. Okay? Thanks for reading, thanks for following me. I wish you all the best. Still looking for reviews. 20th gets a fic.

Once again Merry Christmas, and a happy new year.

Luv Darksquall

Nikki J. Wilcox