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kinkfestTitle: Restoration
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Rating: M
Warnings: Threesome
Prompt: Final Fantasy VIII, Seifer/Fujin/Raijin: all they have left - In the end, they turned to each other and decided it was enough.
Word count: 384
Shuffle. Shuffle.
It was the sound Raijin's feet made on the broken ground as he looked sheepishly at Seifer. Fujin shot the big man a glare before her gaze softened at their leader. Seifer himself somehow managed to still look strong, even after the entire mess they'd lived through; despite his coat being in tatters and blood on his face. His eyes still shone with intensity - though there was also something else in them now. Fujin didn't want to call it humiliation.
"Ya know..," Raijin began but his voice trailed away. He continued to look awkwardly at the other two and chewed on his lower lip.
What was there to say? They were still Seifer's friends; his posse. He must know that they'd left him only under extreme circumstances. He had not been himself. It was a lesson for them all. 'Welcome back' just seem too trite.
In the intervening silence, it was Fujin who made the next move. She didn't speak. She took two strides forward then halted to place a remarkably tender kiss on Seifer's cheek. His intense blue-green eyes turned toward her, expressing not surprise but a kind of grateful pain. He then pulled her easily to him, into his arms, embracing her as if never wanting to let go again. After a moment of indecision, Raijin wrapped his strong arms around them both.
*****
None of them could quite recall afterward how they'd moved from their shattered surroundings to a grassy plain and none remembered how they'd ended up entangled in each other. But there were dim memories of belts being unbuckled and buttons unbuttoned and clothes sliding off like silky water down an embankment. Nothing in their movements was urgent or aggressive but there was a kind of desperation to the way their hands clung and their breathing hitched. Fujin was strangely quiet; her moans soft and wanting. There was no shouting here. Raijin's hands, big as they were, touched her with an unexpected skill until Seifer took his commanding position again and reclaimed them both. Little was said beyond their words of encouragement in their mutual pleasure.
The encounter had begun as an act of forgiving and with an aura of sadness but it progressed to a strengthening bond. One that could never be broken between them.
Author/Artist:
sagemurakenRating: M
Warnings: Threesome
Prompt: Final Fantasy VIII, Seifer/Fujin/Raijin: all they have left - In the end, they turned to each other and decided it was enough.
Word count: 384
Shuffle. Shuffle.
It was the sound Raijin's feet made on the broken ground as he looked sheepishly at Seifer. Fujin shot the big man a glare before her gaze softened at their leader. Seifer himself somehow managed to still look strong, even after the entire mess they'd lived through; despite his coat being in tatters and blood on his face. His eyes still shone with intensity - though there was also something else in them now. Fujin didn't want to call it humiliation.
"Ya know..," Raijin began but his voice trailed away. He continued to look awkwardly at the other two and chewed on his lower lip.
What was there to say? They were still Seifer's friends; his posse. He must know that they'd left him only under extreme circumstances. He had not been himself. It was a lesson for them all. 'Welcome back' just seem too trite.
In the intervening silence, it was Fujin who made the next move. She didn't speak. She took two strides forward then halted to place a remarkably tender kiss on Seifer's cheek. His intense blue-green eyes turned toward her, expressing not surprise but a kind of grateful pain. He then pulled her easily to him, into his arms, embracing her as if never wanting to let go again. After a moment of indecision, Raijin wrapped his strong arms around them both.
*****
None of them could quite recall afterward how they'd moved from their shattered surroundings to a grassy plain and none remembered how they'd ended up entangled in each other. But there were dim memories of belts being unbuckled and buttons unbuttoned and clothes sliding off like silky water down an embankment. Nothing in their movements was urgent or aggressive but there was a kind of desperation to the way their hands clung and their breathing hitched. Fujin was strangely quiet; her moans soft and wanting. There was no shouting here. Raijin's hands, big as they were, touched her with an unexpected skill until Seifer took his commanding position again and reclaimed them both. Little was said beyond their words of encouragement in their mutual pleasure.
The encounter had begun as an act of forgiving and with an aura of sadness but it progressed to a strengthening bond. One that could never be broken between them.
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