Part 2
For some reason, his comment got a strangled snicker from Zack before Cloud rammed an elbow into the brunet’s ribs. Seth chuckled and looped a strand of silver around his finger. It took Abel a few seconds to realize it was his hair that Seth was playing with instead of his own, and a blush stained his cheeks, adding to the flush from the alcohol. He should really stop drinking the wine, but it tasted pleasant, and Seth had been nice enough to promise that he wouldn’t let anything embarrassing happen. He drained the glass and held it out for a refill. “I’ll probably regret this in the morning, but more please?”
“That’s the spirit, Father,” crowed Zack as Seth refilled his glass, and Abel watched as Seth shot a glance at Cloud who nodded. Abel nearly dropped his glass into the pool when Cloud grabbed Zack’s head and proceeded to devour the brunet’s mouth. Raising the glass to his lips, he drained half of it in a long swallow and looked away when Cloud made himself at home on Zack’s lap.
“Why do you look away? Is it against your beliefs for two men to find enjoyment in each other?” purred a smooth voice in his ear, and Abel jumped, looking up to find Seth sitting very close to him with a curious look in his eyes. This close, Abel could make out the slit pupils amidst the blue and green of Seth’s eyes.
The questions registered in Abel’s alcohol dazed brain, and he shook his head. “I just wanted to give them some privacy.”
Long fingers lifted the glass of wine out of his hand before they turned his face and his lips were caught in a gentle kiss. He gasped in surprise before a strong arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him into Seth’s lap, and Seth brushed his hair over his shoulder, moving the long silver strands out from between them as he pulled Abel back against his chest.
“Are they not beautiful together?” murmured Seth’s voice as Abel felt him rest his chin on the priest’s bared shoulder, and Abel found his eyes redirected from the swirling eddies in the water to where Cloud was wrapped around Zack. As Abel watched, Zack stood up long enough to sit on the edge of the pool before pulling Cloud back into his lap, and Abel blushed brightly as he watched them come together, unable to pull his eyes away.
Long fingers slid from Abel’s waist to stroke the soft skin above his groin, and he softly moaned, arching into that touch as his head fell back on Seth’s shoulder. It had been too long since he had felt the touch of another like this, and his blush grew as the realization of how wanton he must look. Gentle fingers caught his chin and turned his face into another soft kiss.
“You are exquisite, a warrior who has seen much yet still retains innocence enough to blush,” purred Seth, his eyes hot with desire, and Abel felt himself grow hard at the look in those feline eyes. Long fingers brushed against him before wrapping around hard flesh, and Abel moaned again, hips jerking up into that light touch before he could stop them. “May I find my pleasure in you, Beautiful One?”
“Yes, please,” groaned Abel, the combination of alcohol and loneliness feeding his desire for Seth. A husky chuckle echoed in his ear as both of Seth’s hands busied themselves beneath the water. Light touches mixed with petting and stroking had Abel writhing on his lap as Seth’s voice purred in his ear, telling him how lovely he was and how precious he would be to Seth if he remained there in Midgar.