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Final Fantasy VII/VIII
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"Don't you look spiffy all dressed up."
"Shut up,Seifer," Squall growled. The sooner he got out of the brand new SeeD uniform, the more comfortable he'd be.
"Now, Squall, it wasn't that bad," Quistis said. Soft music drifted over from the open balcony of the ballroom as she locked the door.
"They made me dance."
"Hope you remembered my lessons and didn't make a total ass of yourself," Seifer chuckled as he took him in his arms and began to waltz them around the small area before he had a chance to get out of the jacket.
"It took him a moment to get into the swing of things and not look at his feet. He's too used to us leading." Quistis sounded entirely too amused.
"Stop talking about it. I am right here."
Seifer chuckled as he handed him to Quistis, and Squall could feel eyes watching him stumble for a moment before he remembered he was the guy.
"Passing him off to me doesn't exactly help, Seifer," Quistis smiled and helped Squall arrange his hands correctly. "I have a tendancy to lead when dancing even from this position."
"So who did you dance with?" Seifer finally asked.
Squall followed Quistis as she slowed from a dance to just swaying, knowing he was staring as she reached up and released her hair to fall down her back in a soft wave.
"Some girl in a cream dress." Quistis pressing her body against his was distracting. "She left me before the song had even ended and went to talk to Cid."
"What was her name?"
"Rinoa, I think..."
"Cid said something about a mission."
Suddenly Seifer was there, a warm solid weight against his back, trapping him between the two of them. Warm lips pressed against his ear as a possessive arms wrapped about them, one around his waist and one on Quistis' hip.
"She can't have you. Both of you are mine."
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just one of the many ways i loves him!
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