Chapter 1: Something More Valuable.
Author's very long notes:
This fic has been kicking my ass since day one XD.
First I came up with a premise and was happily writing away when I thought of an even better premise so I started over.
Then I found it particularly difficult to actually write smut because of the style of dialog FFXII has.
The fic is not perfect, but I did try my best to keep it 'proper' although a few 'naughtier' words slipped in there because I got tired of repeating the same terms over and over again. Your choice is limited if you want proper and polite :p
And finally when I was reading it over I realized that my stupid "auto-correct" changed every "thier" in Balthier's name to "their". So I had to change every single Balthier... manually... @#$%*!!
But yes, the fic is finally here and I am damn proud of it and I love it! So... I hope you like it too!! If you don't... tough potatoes!! XD
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Contrary to popular belief Balthier was a patient man. Heâd been waiting for nearly an hour in the dark with nothing to keep him company save for the patter of rain on the window. Finally, the door swung open, spilling a rectangle of golden light into the room. Balthier slipped quietly out of the chair heâd been sitting in and moved somewhat behind the door so as not to alert the person whoâd just entered the room.
âGoodnight Penelo.â Vaan smiled, closing the door and plunging the room into darkness once more.
âVaanâŚâ
Balthier swept up behind the blond and wrapped his arms around the teenâs waist, making his intentions quite clear by kissing Vaanâs shoulder.
âBa-balthier!â Vaan gasped.
The pirate smirked and released his captive, giving him a chance to either get away or punch him in the nose. He was quite surprised when the blond merely twisted around to face him and kissed him full on the mouth. More experience that the pirate thought was in that embrace.
âWhoâve you been kissing?â Balthier smirked against Vaanâs mouth.
âNo one you know.â Vaan replied with an identical smirk, breaking away from Balthier and lighting the small lamp beside his bed.
âTry me, imp.â
âAricie.â
âMmm⌠tall green-eyed blonde?â
âNot even close. Dark hair, hazel eyes, tan skin, very curvyâŚâ Vaan replied, his eyes going a little glassy.
Hating the small pinprick of jealousy he felt Balthier pushed Vaan down onto the bed and kissed him, determined to snog all memories of dark hair and curves from the desert thiefâs mind.
âAh!â Vaan gasped as the older manâs kisses trailed down over his neck and he gripped tightly onto Balthierâs shirt sleeve.
âWhat else did you and this Aricie do?â Balthier asked, giving the blondâs throat a nip.
âWhy Balthier⌠are you jealous?â Vaan cooed, smirking all the while.
âHmph. Donât be absurd.â
âHa ha. You are jealous.â
The pirate growled, pressing his mouth down hard against Vaanâs again. The blond merely moaned and sent his tongue forward to flick at Balthierâs lips. The older man purred softly in response and brushed his own tongue teasingly against Vaanâs. The thief whimpered, running his fingers down the gold gilding on Balthierâs vest.
Snap, snap, snap. Balthier paused in the kiss as Vaan almost expertly unbuckled all the fastenings on the back of his vest. The blond only fumbled twice.
âAnd how did you learn to do that so quickly?â Balthier asked, raising an intrigued eyebrow.
âWhenever youâd lead the party I would stare at your back and daydream about what it would be like to undress you.â Vaan confessed, his cheeks coloring slightly. âI spent most of the journey across the Ozmone Plain figuring out how your vest came off.â
âVaan, Iâm flattered.â Balthier smirked.
Vaanâs cheeks turned a darker hue of red.
âI am almost ashamed to admit I have no clue as to how to get you out of these clothes.â
A hint of a mischievous smile played on Vaanâs lips. âIâll gladly help you with that.â
âMmn, I donât doubt it.â
The blond pulled Balthierâs loosened vest off over his head before leaning up into another kiss. Their tongues met and hesitantly pressed together, making both of them moan. Vaan quickly rid himself of his gloves and ran his fingers through Balthierâs hair. It wasnât as soft as it looked, but still quite nice, albeit a little dirty from their day-long journey. Balthier slowly slid one hand down over Vaanâs throat then traced a finger over the blondâs collarbone. He opened the clasp on Vaanâs vest and slipped his hands inside. Vaan leaned up enough to allow the man to slide the clothing off his shoulders. The blond wiggled the clothing down off his arms, tossed it aside, and it landed with a heavy thump on the floor.
Balthier purred. Vaan was nibbling on his tongue in a rather pleasant fashion. He gently brushed his thumbs over Vaanâs nipples, delighting in how the blond moaned and arched his back. As they both would soon desperately need air, their kiss broke. However the kisses did not stop there as Balthierâs lips descended upon Vaanâs throat.
âNnn⌠BalthierâŚâ
Vaanâs hands traveled down Balthierâs back, stopping just shy of his buttocks. His fingers did an uncertain tap dance on Balthierâs lower back before sliding upwards, pushing into the pirateâs shirt. Vaan slowly ran his fingertips over the manâs back, gently scraping the skin with his short fingernails. A small shiver ran down Balthierâs spine and his thumbs began to move in slow circles over Vaanâs nipples.
âMmn!â Vaan gasped, nails digging a little harder into the pirateâs back.
Balthier could feel the blondâs nipples hardening beneath the pads of his thumbs. Similarly he could feel something else hardening against his hip and his own penis twitched eagerly within the tight confines of his pants. Vaanâs fingers scrabbled at Balthierâs shoulders as the manâs lips trailed down to his collarbone, tracing the ridge lightly with his tongue. The sky pirate nuzzled a sensitive point on Vaanâs throat as his fingers gave the teenâs nipples a hard, but not unpleasant, pinch. The blond pushed up against Balthier and his cheeks flushed slightly when he felt the manâs hardening erection press into his thigh. Vaan slid his slightly trembling hands from Balthierâs shirt and started to unbutton it. Balthier grinned against Vaanâs neck then gave the tender skin a nip. The blond whimpered and pushed the pirateâs shirt open. Balthierâs grin widened as he sat up to rid himself of his shirt. Vaanâs mouth dropped open slightly, his gaze fixed on Balthierâs nipples⌠and the small gold hoop that was pierced through each.
âSee something you like, Vaan?â Balthier teased, tossing his shirt over his shoulder.
The blondâs mouth worked soundlessly before he sat up as well, looking inquiringly up at Balthier. The man smiled, but offered no encouragement or discouragement. He was curious to see what Vaan would do. The blond licked his lips nervously, swallowed thickly, and slowly slid his hands up Balthierâs back. The brunet purred and arched his spine, pushing his chest toward Vaan. Oh, Balthier was being such a horrid tease. Vaan couldnât stop staring at the gold loops pierced through Balthierâs caramel-colored nipples. The teenâs hands were doing a nervous dance up and down the manâs skin and he licked his lips again. Balthier waited unwearyingly, running his fingers through his thiefâs thick blond hair. He just barely felt the first touch of Vaanâs lips on his nipple and a triumphant smirk curled his lips. Vaan kissed his partnerâs nipple again, this time a little more firmly, feeling the small hoop piercing dent his lower lip. A low moan sounded in Balthierâs throat as the blondâs tongue emerged to give him a timid little lick. Encouraged by Balthierâs reaction, Vaan hooked the tip of his tongue through the loop and gave it a mild tug.
âNow youâve got the right idea, Vaan.â Balthier purred.
Vaanâs cheeks glowed red, but he repeated the motion and Balthier moaned a little louder. Suddenly a thought occurred to the blond and he glanced over at the door.
âBalthier, did you lock the door?â
âYou worry too much, Vaan.â Balthier replied, smirking.
âAnyone could walk in-â
âItâs a single room and it is nearly midnight. Everyone else is sleeping. No one will walk in.â
âBut-â
âVaanâŚâ Balthier purred, pinching one of his own nipples.
The blondâs eyes snapped back to the manâs chest and he watched Balthierâs fingers intently. The man pinched the hardening nub once more, hoping to coax Vaan into continuing his earlier actions. It worked. Unlocked door forgotten, Vaan leaned in to catch Balthierâs nipple ring between his teeth and he twisted it gently.
âGods, VaanâŚâ Balthier murmured, tilting his head back slightly.
There was definitely some tentative inexperience in Vaanâs bold yet still oddly shy ministrations, but his enthusiasm more than made up for that. Vaan nipped at the sensitive nub beneath his lips, making Balthier moan and grip onto the back of the blondâs neck. Someone reacting that way, becoming aroused because of what he was doing, was entirely new for Vaan. He hadnât much luck with women (or men) before now. He felt the older man shift and he groaned as his and Balthierâs clothed erections brushed together. The pirate tipped Vaanâs chin up and kissed him, teeth nipping lightly at his lower lip. The blond sighed contentedly and his hands moved to squeeze Balthierâs shoulders. The manâs hands skimmed down Vaanâs back and gripped onto the blondâs ass, pulling the teen into his lap. Vaan squeaked and clutched tightly to the manâs shoulders, but did not break their kiss. If anything he leaned into it more, parting his lips slightly. Their tongues softly touched and Vaanâs fingernails were digging into the manâs flesh again. Balthierâs hands relentlessly fondled Vaanâs backside. Heâd never admit it aloud, but heâd been checking out that particular⌠asset of Vaanâs since they first met. It was common place for Fran to give him a sharp nudge in the ribs because heâd been gawking too long.
Breathless, their kiss broke and Balthier lovingly bit the corner of the blondâs mouth. Vaanâs hands slid down over Balthierâs chest and his fingers languidly pulled and twisted the manâs nipple rings. The blondâs cheeks reddened somewhat. Apparently heâd discovered that he had a hidden kink. Balthier didnât mind at all of course. He merely moaned, unclipped Vaanâs belt, and started to unwind the red sash coiled around the blondâs waist. The thief shifted anxiously in Balthierâs lap. He could feel the manâs erection pressing into his bottom. It was making him both aroused and restless. His own erection was throbbing lightly, pressing against the crotch of his pants.
âBalthierâŚâ
âMmnâŚâ
The man finally managed to unravel the entire length of the sash and he brushed the end of the soft cloth against one of Vaanâs sensitive nipples. The blond shivered and rolled one of Balthierâs own nipples between his forefinger and thumb in response. The pirate gently pushed Vaan down onto the bed and trailed his gaze over the blondâs nearly nude body. The teen could feel his cheeks starting to color again and he cursed his uncontrollable blushing. Vaan always hated the fact that heâd turn red at the drop of a hat. However, Balthier just smirked and slowly ran one finger down the center of Vaanâs body. The thief positively shuddered at the feeling and he gripped hard onto the blankets.
âTell me, Vaan, how in the bloody hell do these come off?â Balthier smirked, rapping his knuckles lightly on Vaanâs shin guard.
The desert thief chuckled and bent one knee. âThey loosen in the back. Like thisâŚâ
Vaan loosened one shin guard while Balthier watched. Once he got the idea the man loosened the other. With Vaanâs help he slid the blondâs complicated boots, socks, and shin guards off.
âYou shouldnât be allowed to wear such difficult clothing.â Balthier teased.
âMaybe I should just walk around naked from now on then.â Vaan replied, still silently cursing his endlessly blushing cheeks.
âOh I like that idea.â Balthier purred, unbuckling his criss-crossing belts.
The pirate removed a blue Potion bottle from one of his beltsâ pouches before tossing the straps aside. He set the bottle on the nightstand and moved to hover over Vaan. The blond was still blushing, but to his credit he returned Balthierâs gaze without wavering. The brunet hooked his fingers into the band of Vaanâs pants and tugged them down slightly. Vaan did not protest. Instead he reached down and popped the button on Balthierâs leather pants. The man gripped more firmly onto Vaanâs pants and slid them all the way down. Vaan shivered in the cool night air and slowly opened Balthierâs zipper. The blond had almost expected Balthierâs penis to be pierced as well. It wasnât. Instead the tip glistened with a bead of pre-cum. Vaanâs thumb hesitantly stretched out and rubbed against head of the brunetâs erection, smearing through the pre-cum. Balthierâs tongue flicked over his lower lip slightly and his hips strained in Vaanâs direction.
âVaanâŚâ
âMmmn?â
The blond looked up and Balthierâs lips settled upon his. The man reached out and grabbed the Potion bottle off the table. He removed the stopper one-handed and poured a small amount of the somewhat viscous clear liquid into his palm. Balthier smeared his fingers around in his palm, getting them nice and slick. Vaanâs teeth pinched the manâs lower lip and he moaned as he felt Balthierâs fingers gently close around his erection. The pirate smirked and gave Vaan a little squeeze before slowly starting to stroke him. Vaan moaned, circling his thumb slowly around the tip of Balthierâs erection. The brunet shivered and tipped the Potion bottle slightly, silently asking Vaan to take some. Vaan did not disappoint. The blond held his free hand up and Balthier poured a small amount of Potion into it. The man chucked the now empty bottle aside as Vaan rubbed his hands together, wetting them both. Balthier bit Vaanâs bottom lip and gently squeezed the blondâs penis, anticipating what would soon come.
The first brush of slick fingers on his aching cock was near bliss. Then Vaanâs hand timidly curled around his shaft and the teen started to mimic Balthierâs ministrations. The pirate smirked and kissed Vaan again, pinching the head of the blondâs penis lightly.
A smattering of hail clattered against the window and Vaanâs head immediately swiveled towards the door. Balthier rolled his eyes, a smirk on his lips, and shifted both himself and Vaan so he blocked the blondâs view of the door. Vaan looked as though he might protest so Balthier distracted him with another kiss. It seemed the pirate would never grow tired of kissing, nibbling, and sucking those plump, desert-chapped lips.
âBalthierâŚâ Vaan murmured, his tongue slowly twisting together with Balthierâs in the small gap between their mouths.
The man wrapped his hand around both his and Vaanâs erections, allowing them to press together. Vaan shuddered and pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock. The blond couldnât recall a time in his short life where he had been this aroused. His hand joined Balthierâs and they moved together in lethargic unison. Up and down, to-and-fro, rubbing their penises together as they stroked. Shorter, sharp nibbling kisses passed between them and Vaan felt a tightening in his lower belly. Balthier was quite taken by surprise when the teenâs hand clamped around his wrist, ceasing his actions. The brunet looked quizzically into Vaanâs eyes, their usual sparkling blue dark with lust.
âBalthier⌠I want more.â
The blond did not blush.
Balthier licked his lips. âYouâre certain, Vaan?â
Vaan still did not blush, âIâve been fantasizing about it for some time. Iâm certain.â
âVery well.â The brunet leaned in and kissed Vaan. âOn your stomach if you would...â
Now the blond fought hard to keep the blush off his cheeks and he slid out of Balthierâs lap, moving to lie on his stomach. Balthier stood, admiring every inch of Vaanâs body, as he retrieved his belts from the floor. The man removed another Potion bottle from the left-hand pouch and dropped his belts onto the carpet once more. Vaan watched Balthier over his shoulder as the brunet completely removed his leather pants, kicking them aside. The pirate set the Potion bottle aside for the time being and lingered over Vaan, kissing the nape of the blondâs neck. Vaan let out a soft sigh in response and watched Balthier over his shoulder. The brunet gave him a smirk then shifted to kiss one shoulder. He kissed his way to Vaanâs other shoulder and back again, brushing his lips softly against the skin between the teenâs shoulders.
âBalthierâŚâ Vaan purred.
The blond writhed about, lightly grinding his erection into the cool sheets beneath him. One of Balthierâs hands caressed the just-kissed spot between Vaanâs shoulder blades while the man kissed, nibbled, and licked his way down the blondâs spine. The teen had resolutely been trying not to blush, but his face flared bright red when he felt Balthier nip at his left buttock. The pirate felt Vaan tense up somewhat and he looked up at the back of the blondâs head. He could see that the teenâs ears were vivid red, almost purple.
âSecond thoughts, Vaan?â He asked, using his tongue to draw a heart on the blondâs lower back.
âNo.â Vaan replied firmly.
âNot even if I do this?â Balthier teased, giving a bite to Vaanâs other bum cheek.
The blond shivered, âNo.â
Balthier grabbed the Potion bottle and uncorked it. He tipped the blue crystal vial and poured a small amount of the liquid onto the small of Vaanâs back. As there was no wound to heal the curative pooled on the blondâs skin rather than soaking into it. With a wide, Cheshire grin Balthier pressed a kiss to the skin just beneath the pool of Potion.
âBend your knees, Vaan.â Balthier drawled. âI fancy seeing that Potion trickle up the entire length of your spine.â
The blond did as Balthier asked, moving onto his knees, pushing his bum into the air. The brunetâs gaze did not wander from Vaanâs back and he watched the blond shiver as the Potion trailed down his arched spine and began to gather between his shoulder blades instead. Vaan jolted a bit, stifling a moan, as he felt the pirateâs tongue trace the exact path of the Potion.
âDeliciousâŚâ Balthier murmured.
Vaan was quite unsure of whether Balthier was talking about him or the Potion or both. However such insignificant thoughts fled from his mind as he felt more Potion trickling down the cleft of his buttocks.
âBalthi-nnn!â Vaan gasped.
The brunet had spread Vaanâs bum with his fingers, lapping up the Potion and teasing the blondâs hole with his tongue.
âMmmnnâŚâ The teen panted, twisting his hands in the sheets.
Balthierâs curiosity was peaked. He expected Vaan to be squeaking and demurely protesting by now. Instead the blond was moaning and eagerly pushing his backside towards Balthier. True, Vaan had said that he wanted this, fantasized about this, but Vaan had a tendency to jump into things he only thought heâd been ready for. Balthier briefly dipped his tongue inside the blond, making Vaan moan even louder. The teen moved one hand to loosely wrap around his erection and stroked himself lightly.
âNnnâŚahhhâŚâ Vaan moaned.
The pirate pressed the tip of one finger, slick with Potion and saliva, to Vaanâs entrance and the blond jolted forward a bit.
âBalthierâŚ!â
The manâs finger prodded at Vaan once more before just the tip of the digit slipped gently inside. The blond sighed contentedly and squeezed his erection, playing his fingers about the tip. Balthier noted the increase in Vaanâs enthusiasm and felt his own thrill shiver down his spine. The blond was surpassing all his expectations. Flying passed them really. He slowly worked his finger in and out of the teen, crooking it every so often.
âGodsâŚâ The thief groaned, biting into his bottom lip.
âHow flattering, Vaan.â Balthier teased, leisurely adding a second finger. âBut I assure you there are no godly workings afoot. Itâs all solely Balthier.â
Vaanâs chuckle melted into a purr as the brunetâs callused fingers found a rather pleasurable spot inside him. Balthier gently twisted his fingers back and forth, stretching the blond carefully. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of Vaanâs penis and dribbled down over his fingers and onto the sheets beneath him.
âBalâŚthierâŚâ The teen moaned.
âVaanâŚâ
The pirateâs teeth were slightly clenched. Sitting there watching Vaan touching himself, feeling the blondâs muscles clutching at his fingers, was making his erection throb for attention. He wanted nothing more than to ravage the blond before him. However, he had to show restraint. This was possibly the teenâs first time and Balthier did not want to ruin it by jumping the gun (pun not intended).
âBalthier⌠IâŚâ Vaan glanced over his shoulder, his cheeks slightly red. âDonât I have to uh⌠prepare you too?â
Balthierâs eyebrow quirked. Oh, the intrigue.
âSplendid idea, Vaan.â
The man removed his fingers from the teen, noting the disappointed whimper with a satisfied smirk, and put the stopper into the Potion bottle. He rolled the bottle Vaanâs way then lay back on the bed, pulling the blond along with him.
âOne leg over like thisâŚâ Balthier moved Vaanâs leg over him so the blond was straddling him. âPerfect.â
Vaan had ceased stroking himself so he could use both hands to balance. He stared at Balthierâs groin, which he was perched over, and swallowed thickly. The brunet waited patiently, one of his fingers lazily stroking Vaanâs entrance. The teen soon tore his gaze away from Balthierâs lightly twitching erection to the crystal vial of Potion. Vaan picked the small bottle up and pulled the stopper out. He tipped the vial and Balthier shivered as the liquid poured over the head of his penis and dribbled down the shaft. Vaanâs nerves were returning. His fingers trembled slightly as they wrapped around Balthierâs penis. Regardless of his nerves however Vaan readily stroked the brunetâs erection, rolling his thumb over the tip once in awhile. The pirate made a content noise in his throat and re-inserted one finger into the blond. Vaan moaned, squeezing the brunetâs length as his muscles squeezed Balthierâs finger just as firmly. Pre-cum beaded on the head of the manâs penis and Vaan leaned down to tentatively lick it up. He didnât take Balthier into his mouth though. He seemed a little scared to. However, as stated before, Balthier was a patient man. There was no need to rush Vaan. Theyâd have plenty of time to find out about what Vaan knew and wanted to know.
âMmmnâŚâ Vaan sighed, unconsciously wiggling his backside.
Balthier smirked and pushed a second finger in again. The teenâs hole was more than ready, but Balthier was content to wait. Vaan would let him know when he himself was ready.
Liking the noise Balthier made, Vaan continued to lick at the head of his erection while his hand stroked and caressed the shaft. Balthier moaned softly and slid the hand that wasnât teasing Vaanâs bottom up the blondâs back. Feeling a little bold the teen moved his free hand down to cup Balthierâs testicles, massaging them gently.
âVaanâŚâ Balthier growled, digging his fingernails briefly into the thiefâs shoulder blade.
He crooked the fingers he had inside the blond, lightly rubbing his prostate, determined to drive the teen wild. It worked spectacularly and Vaan let out his loudest moan yet as his spine arched deeply. Rain and wind lashed against the windows, making them rattle, and Vaan glanced at the door. Balthier chuckled. The blond really did worry too much. He rubbed his fingers against Vaanâs prostate once more, alleviating the teenâs worries in an instant.
âBalthierâŚâ The thief tugged gently on the manâs cock in a yearning way.
âYou would like⌠more?â The older man smirked.
Vaan nodded and tugged on his penis again.
âAs you wish, Vaan.â
The pirate teased Vaan, twisting his fingers a little as he so very, very slowly removed them from that incredible tightness. The wind was rattling the windows again and Vaan looked over at the door once more. A devilish smirk crept onto Balthierâs lips. Now it just wouldnât do, having Vaan be distracted every few minutes. Heâd have to remedy that.
âOn your side, if you would please, Vaan.â He said, âFacing the window.â
Feeling nervous and aroused Vaan nodded and moved off of Balthier, laying on his side like the man asked. Balthier slithered up behind Vaan, spooning against him, and the blond shivered when he felt the brunetâs erection brush against the cleft of his buttocks.
âSlowlyâŚâ Vaan murmured, allowing Balthier to hook one arm under his knee to lift his leg up.
âOf course, Vaan.â The man purred, kissing his companion behind the ear.
Balthier pushed his hips forward, pressing the tip of his erection to Vaanâs entrance. A shiver ran up the blondâs spine and he clutched onto the sheet in front of him. Balthier surged forward again and the head gently slipped inside. Vaan moaned and whimpered. The brunet kept his promise, taking everything slow. A sky pirate was only as good as his word after all. One of Vaanâs hands reached back to grip onto the older manâs thigh. Not to halt the brunetâs actions, but simply because he wanted to touch Balthier. Inch by deliciously agonizing inch Balthier thrust ahead until he was fully sheathed inside Vaan. The brunet moaned as Vaanâs muscles clenched slightly around him, gripping his penis firmly.
âVaanâŚâ He murmured, nibbling lightly on the blondâs neck.
Vaan whimpered softly in reply. At first it felt kind of odd having Balthier inside of him. However that feeling was quickly becoming more and more arousing with each passing moment.
The blond gave an experimental wiggle, making them both moan, and his fingernails dug into the flesh of Balthierâs thigh. The man didnât need a verbal cue this time. Vaan made what he wanted perfectly clear by sliding his hand further back to grip onto the brunetâs buttocks, urging him to move. Keeping to his earlier promise Balthier started out leisurely, using long, slow strokes that made both of them shiver and raised the tiny hairs on Vaanâs arms.
The brunet kissed and nibbled on Vaanâs neck and ear as his hips continued to push forward. Vaan mewled and tightened his one-handed grip on his companionâs backside. His other hand reached down and curled around his erection, stroking in sync with Balthierâs thrusts. The pirate wondered if Vaan realized just how sensual he truly was. The blond whimpered as Balthier gently bit down on his ear. He dug his fingers into the older manâs buttocks, silently asking him to pick up the pace. Balthier readily complied, motioning his hips faster. A smirk came to the pirateâs lips when he noticed Vaanâs toes were curled. The soft sound of skin slapping together was nearly lost in the din of the wind rattling the windows and Vaanâs moans. The blond gave himself a squeeze and fondled himself a bit more roughly. A lust-filled growl sounded in Balthierâs throat. He couldnât see Vaanâs ministrations, but he could feel them through the blondâs trembling body. It was driving him mad.
âVaanâŚâ He murmured against the back of the blondâs ear. âI wish to change positions. I want to watch you.â
The thief merely panted and nodded in reply. He didnât trust his voice to respond verbally. Balthier carefully pulled out, barely containing a Cheshire grin as Vaan whimpered unhappily, and rolled the blond onto his back. Vaan stared unabashedly up at him, his blue eyes darkened with desire. There was a faint blush on his cheeks, but it seemed to stem more from arousal than embarrassment or shyness. A shiver rippled down Balthierâs spine and he leaned down to kiss Vaan, guiding his erection forward to enter the teen once more.
The blondâs body tautened like a bow string, his muscles clamping down around Balthierâs erection tightly. The brunet groaned softly and stroked Vaanâs sides before taking hold of the teenâs hips. Vaan did not relinquish his hold on Balthierâs backside. In fact he hung onto it rather possessively. This both amused and aroused Balthier. With a stinging, but not painful, bite to Vaanâs full lips the man began to motion his hips again. He resumed his earlier pace, using rougher strokes. Similarly Vaan continued fondling himself, pinching the head of his penis and moaning against Balthierâs mouth.
The brunet alternated between kissing Vaanâs lips and watching the teen touch himself. He shifted and change the angle of his entry, pushing still more forcefully into the teen.
âMmmn! Balthier!â
Vaan was so tight even when he wasnât contracting his muscles. Balthier grit his teeth and surged forward, thrusting hard into the blondâs willing body.
âVaan. Nnn, gods⌠VaanâŚâ
Vaan tugged on the brunetâs rear, coaxing him to go even harder. The bed springs began to squeak in protest as Balthier pounded into the blond.
âNmmmh!â Vaan moaned.
The teen clenched around him briefly and Balthierâs stomach did a little swoop. His orgasm was approaching rapidly. Vaan too felt a tightening in his lower belly and he pressed the pad of his thumb to the sensitive slit on the tip of his penis.
âBalthierâŚ!â
The thiefâs free hand was gripping so tightly onto his buttock Balthier was sure he was going to have half-moon prints all over his backside once it was all over. Not that he really minded of courseâŚ
âVaanâŚâ
The man leaned down to kiss Vaan, biting the blondâs tongue gently before twining it with his. The blond mewled in his throat. He was so close, the sensation in his belly was almost painful. Balthier moved one hand and put it over Vaanâs, helping the blond masturbate. The thief shivered and moaned, biting down on Balthierâs lower lip, as he felt the manâs slightly cold rings play over the head of his cock.
âMmmâŚ!! Bal-THIER!â Vaan cried out, ejaculating both into his hand and Balthierâs.
The pirate smirked and licked one finger clean. âThe best kind of swag there is.â
Vaan blushed and did not reply. The brunet turned Vaan slightly on his side, setting the blondâs leg up on his hip, and pushed forward in rapid, shallow thrusts. Though feeling sated and boneless, Vaan moaned and clutched at the sheets. It was a two-handed grip as he had to relinquish his hold on the manâs bottom in order to maintain this position. Balthier bit the inside of his lip slightly. Vaan was still working to pleasure him, clenching and unclenching his muscles, driving the brunet absolutely wild.
âBloody hellâŚâ Balthier moaned as Vaan gave him a particularly tight squeeze.
âBalthierâŚâ The thief moaned back, licking some of his own seed from his palm.
The manâs abdomen jolted. Just the mere sight of Vaan licking up his own ejaculate pushed Balthier to the very razor-edge of orgasm. He thrust forward, burying himself deep inside Vaan, and came. His hips continued to twitch forward feebly as he rode out his orgasm. Vaan sighed softly and rubbed one hand over Balthierâs ribs, enjoying the feeling of them simply being locked together.
ââŚGods.â Balthier panted after a time.
âMy thoughts exactly.â Vaan smirked.
The brunet gently pulled out and moved to lie on his side beside Vaan. The blond rolled onto his back, blushing slightly as he felt Balthierâs semen running down between his thighs.
âTell me Vaan, was I your first experience with a man or your first experience ever?â Balthier asked in a would-be casual voice.
The blond grinned, âIâll tell you if you admit you were jealous.â
Balthier snorted, âI cannot admit to being something I most certainly wasnât.â
Still grinning, Vaan rolled over and snuggled under the blankets.
âGoodnight then.â
The pirate glared at Vaanâs back. The cheeky little-
âAll right. All right.â The man conceded. âThere may have been an infinitesimal amount of jealousy.â
Vaan rolled to face his companion again. He was still smiling.
âYou were my first real experience. Everything had remained fantasy until tonight. Everything I know I learned from Peneloâs romance novels. She insists that the homoerotic ones are âmore interestingâ.â
A smug smirk curled Balthierâs lips. Vaan chuckled, kissed that familiar smirk, and settled down into the blankets once more.
âGoodnight Balthier.â
âGoodnight? I should think not!â The brunet grinned, pouncing on Vaan.
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In spite of herself Ashe was a little offended when Balthier returned her ring the following morning. It had only been a fortnight after all.
âFound something more valuable have you?â She asked.
âApparently I did.â Balthier grinned.
âWhat was it then?â
âA Rabanastrian cherry.â
The princess raised an eyebrow, either confused by Balthierâs answer or too dignified to humor him. Basch however, who was standing sentinel a few steps behind Ashe, turned bright red and looked somewhat aghast at Balthierâs nerve to say such a thing in the princessâ presence. The sky pirate merely chuckled and loped ahead, catching up to Fran and Vaan. Asheâs other eyebrow raised as she noticed that Vaan was walking a little funny.
âPerhaps I should borrow those books from Penelo after all.â She murmured.
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The End :D (Yay! I can finally go to bed!!)
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