Younger Man / Faltered Smiles / Whatever Title: Younger Man Characters: Laguna/Seifer Team: Esthar Rating: R (to cover my butt) Word Count: 100. Author's Notes: <3 They lay panting on soaked sheets, a sheen of sweat covered their bodies, cooling them.
Neither could say who enjoyed the post-coital snuggling more or who usually moved first, but it didn't matter as they'd end up a tangle of limbs.
Laguna couldn't say why he was so enthralled, infatuated with the younger man, couldn't say what kept them coming back to each other. It didn't really matter in the end.
"Squall's suppose to be stopping by today."
"I'll make myself scarce." Came the reply, fingers playing in his hair.
"Seifer, you don't have too." Laguna knew he wouldn't stay.
Title: Faltered Smiles Characters: Laguna, Squall Team: Esthar Rating: G Word Count: 100. Author's Notes: it's a stand alone, but it's meant to be read after Younger Man
I've never seen Laguna this happy and I was glad for it. I had to inquire about who the lady was and watched as a bright red crept along his cheeks. The President stammered for a moment and shook his head.
I thought then, perhaps it wasn't a lady and the words left my lips. "You old dog. I'm glad. Do I know them?"
Laguna smiled and it almost faltered before he shook out the cramp in his leg.
Mentally I thought of who the President might have an infatuation with and came up blank.
"Tell me who!" I teased.
Title: Whatever Characters: Squall, Laguna Team: Esthar Rating: Word Count: 100. Author's Notes: Seifer's name slipped out during lunch. It was such a casual conversation that I didn't even notice. And it got me a lecture.
Seifer once said that Squall barely spoke, right now, he wouldn't shut up. He was going on about how I shouldn't be with the blonde, how he was a murderer and a failure.
I sat and made it look like I was listening; my mind was on the leggy blonde that was probably stretched out in our bed.
Squall looked at me. "Well? What do you have to say?"
"Whatever." I smiled. Seifer made me incredibly happy.