[Squall's eyes widen briefly in surprise at the accusation, before he glances away to stare determinedly at the bare wall across from them.
Pissed off?]
I'm not. [Not really. It'd be a lie to say he didn't enjoy what transpired last night.]
There's just...a lot to take in. [And there was.
It's not to say he didn't like Dylas before this. He had felt a kinship with him from their first assignment. He didn't push and pull like Zell and Seifer, insisting that Squall needed to be someone he wasn't, and that was enough to make him fond of the man, in his own way. Enough to seek him out for training, glad for the amiable silence between them instead of Seifer's harsh words or Zell's fumbles for conversation.
Maybe it was Squall's fault they ended up here, when the exhaustion and euphoria of a harsh training session led him to lean against Dylas almost affectionately as they made their way back to the dorms. He remembered stopping outside his own room. He remembered a kiss, though who first initiated it escaped him. He remembered the chaste, timid touches falling into something more passionate and carnal with breakneck speed, as if they had both been desperate for this moment all along.
No, he can't think of that right now. He can't think of how tantalizing it was to have a man like Dylas laid bare right below him.
What he should think is, thank god SeeDs get their own room.]
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Pissed off?]
I'm not. [Not really. It'd be a lie to say he didn't enjoy what transpired last night.]
There's just...a lot to take in. [And there was.
It's not to say he didn't like Dylas before this. He had felt a kinship with him from their first assignment. He didn't push and pull like Zell and Seifer, insisting that Squall needed to be someone he wasn't, and that was enough to make him fond of the man, in his own way. Enough to seek him out for training, glad for the amiable silence between them instead of Seifer's harsh words or Zell's fumbles for conversation.
Maybe it was Squall's fault they ended up here, when the exhaustion and euphoria of a harsh training session led him to lean against Dylas almost affectionately as they made their way back to the dorms. He remembered stopping outside his own room. He remembered a kiss, though who first initiated it escaped him. He remembered the chaste, timid touches falling into something more passionate and carnal with breakneck speed, as if they had both been desperate for this moment all along.
No, he can't think of that right now. He can't think of how tantalizing it was to have a man like Dylas laid bare right below him.
What he should think is, thank god SeeDs get their own room.]