Yours for a Day

AN: Oh my. I honestly have no idea where this came from. I've only read about this pairing once and that was a long time ago. Well, what are you waiting for? Go read it!

Edit: This chapter is decitated to Jolly Rancher Hard Candies and four hours of sleep.

Yours for a Day

Hayner nervously glanced over at Pence, hoping that he wouldn’t say anything, but it seemed that Ms Lady Luck hated him today.

“Oh yeah,” the small, pudgy brunet yelled glaring daggers at Rai. “It was just a fluke.”

“Pence,” The blond warned. “Please don’t.”

“A one-time thing,” Pence said, ignoring Hayner. After all, it was his job to defend his best friend. “He can kick Seifer’s ass at a Struggle match any day.”

“Of course,” Olette chimed in with her soft, cheerful voice, making Hayner sigh. Honestly, it was like his friends did more damage than they actually helped. It wasn’t a big deal that he lost to Seifer; it wasn’t the first time, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

“Wrong,” Fuu said calmly, tucking a stray strand of her silver hair behind her ear as if the whole situation was boring her.

Roxas stood in between the two fighting groups holding up a hand to each of them, trying to get everyone to calm down. “It’s just a game,” he said. “There’s no need to get so worked up over nothing.”

Hayner glanced from the peacemaker Roxas to Seifer, noting the way the boy was smirking with his arms crossed as he leaned against the red bricks of the alley that they all stood in. His cold aqua eyes stared into Hayner’s and his smirk grew into a pure evil grin. He stepped forward suddenly, silencing Rai in the process.

“Alright,” Seifer said, “Let’s settle this once and for all.”

Hayner’s gaze peered over cautiously, his brown eyes never once leaving Seifer’s. There was something about the other’s eyes that was drawing him in. And there was a hint of something bad buried deep in his eyes. Hayner knew that he wasn’t going to like what Seifer was about to say next.

“Since your little group of fan girls here,” Seifer said, gesturing to Roxas, Olette and Pence, “can’t take a little game, let’s make a bet.”

Hayner’s eyes narrowed at the other blond. “For what?”

“We have another Struggle match for a slave.” Seifer smirked. “Winner gets the loser as a slave for the rest of the day, doing anything the winner wants.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” Roxas blurted out. “It’s just a game. Hayner, don’t do it. It’s just a stupid game.”

“Afraid,” Fuu said, her red eyes looking over at Hayner.

Pence huffed and took a lick of the sea salt ice cream he held in his hand. “Of course Hayner’ll do it. He ain’t scared of anything.”

“Pence,” Olette said, coming to her senses a bit, she reached out and placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “That does seem a little extreme.”

Hayner looked from his friends to the others. Just as he predicted, he didn’t like Seifer’s idea one bit. Every brain cell in his head told him to walk away, but his pride stubbornly told him to accept. There was really only one option for him to take.

Having the feeling that this was going to end badly, Hayner stepped forward. Staring straight into Seifer’s eyes, he nodded and held out his hand for the other to take. “You’ve got yourself a deal.”

“Perfect,” Seifer whispered and shook Hayner’s outstretched hand. “And I meant it. The loser has to do anything the winner says.”

~*~

The sounds of his friends cheering him on distracted Hayner from the game. He panted heavily trying to defend himself as he held onto the only Struggle ball he had left, but Seifer was too quick for him; the taller blond hit him in the side causing Hayner fall to his knees. He lost his grip on the ball as it was sent flying from his hand and bounced straight into his opponent’s.

Seifer stood before Hayner, smirking wildly as he clutched the winning ball between his fingers and looked down at the games loser. “I win,” he said, panting, as if he didn’t know outcome of the game.

Hayner slowly got to his feet, his Struggle bat lay forgotten on the ground beside him. “Yeah, you win,” he said as his friends rushed over howling with disappointment.

“That wasn’t fair,” Pence yelled at his friend’s defeat. “Seifer cheated some–”

“Pence!” Roxas interrupted holding back the outraged brunet. “That’s enough. He lost. That’s all there is to it.”

Fuu walked over and stood with a hand on her hip next to Seifer. “Annihilated,” she said.

Hayner nodded. “Seifer’s just better than me at this,” he admitted. But in his mind he stubbornly added ‘today. He’s only better today.’

“Wow, and I didn’t even have to tell you to say that,” Seifer said discarding his Struggle equipment to Rai. “Come one Baby Boy, you’re my slave for today, let’s go.” Without waiting for a response, Seifer began to walk way, he wasn’t sure where he was going, but he didn’t want to stick around with everyone there. With what he had in mind, it was just going to be him and his ‘slave’ for the rest of the day.

Hayner waited a moment to say a quick farewell to his friends before he obediently followed Seifer to wherever he was headed. “Where are we going,” the shorter blond asked after a few minutes of silent walking.

“Don’t know yet,” Seifer replied as he turned the corner. “But I’m hungry.”

Hayner crosses his arms over his chest. “Whatever,” he said. “I’m not buying you lunch.”

Seifer stopped suddenly and whipped around so he was facing Hayner and the other blond almost ran right into his chest. “I guess you didn’t quite understand what ‘loser does anything the winner says’ means.”

Hayner stepped back at the strange feeling of Seifer’s breath on his face. He glared up at him.

“Or did you want me to tell everyone that you chickened out of the deal,” Seifer continued, smirking down at his slave. “That you weren’t up to the challenge?”

Looking away, Hayner remained silent. After a while he responded with a quiet ‘whatever.’

“Good, now where do you live?”

Hayner looked back to Seifer. “What?”

“Are you deaf,” Seifer mocked. “Where do you live?”

“Why?”

“Don’t ask questions, Baby Boy, just lead the way.”

Frowning at the nickname Seifer was using for him, he started walking in the direction of his house. He had no idea what the other teen was going to make him do, but he had a sinking feeling in his gut that it wasn’t going to be something he will enjoy.

~*~

As Hayner thrust his key into the lock with annoyance, he vaguely wondered what he didn’t take Roxas’s advice. He should have backed out while he could, his pride could go to hell as far as he cared at the moment.

When the door was unlocked, Seifer pushed past Hayner and entered the empty house first. He let out a drawn out whistle at how classy the place was. Hayner much has some wealthy parents, he thought.

“We’re here.” Hayner said, watching curiously as the blond took in all the new surroundings as he closed and locked the door behind him, more out of habit than anything else. “What now?”

Aqua eyes met with Hayner’s before Seifer turned his head to face the other teen directly. “Your room.”

Hayner glared at Seifer, but obeyed nonetheless and led him up the stairs and around the corner to his room. Predicting that Seifer would want to enter first again, he moved out of the way and simply gestured to which room was his.

Smirking, Seifer walked past and into Hayner’s bedroom. “You’re a fast learner,” he said. “Close the door behind you.”

He hesitated at the tone of Seifer’s voice, but once again obeyed, closing the door behind him with a soft click. When Hayner turned back around he was surprised to find him standing so close that they were almost touching.

“What are you doing,” the smaller teen asked as Seifer took a step forward and Hayner was forced back, being trapped between the door and a warm body.

“Whatever I want,” Seifer whispered in Hayner’s ear as he leaned forward. “What I’ve wanted to do for so long.” He slipped a hand around the blond and locked the door then used both his hands to pull the boy into a tight embrace. “And for today, what I want is exactly what I’m going to get.”

“I –I don’t understand,” Hayner stupidly blurted out as Seifer’s hands lowered on his back to land on his ass and the other’s tongue darted out to tease his ear.

“I want you,” Seifer breathed, lowering his teasing to the other’s neck and shoulder. He began kneading his fingers on Hayner’s ass, applying pressure so his hips were completely pressed up against his own.

Hayner let out a strangled whimper. He had no idea what was going on, nor did he really care. The feeling of Seifer’s skilled hands and soft lips were overpowering the nagging little voice in the back of his mind that was screaming out how wrong the situation had gotten and that he should push the other off him right away. Without really knowing what else to do, he lifted his arms wrapping them around Seifer’s shoulder and tilted his head back encouraging what was happening to continue.

That was all the consent that Seifer seemed to need. He let his fingers slip lower on Hayner’s ass to grip the bottom and lift the boy up against his body. Hayner responded by wrapping his legs around Seifer’s hips as he let the other boy carry him over to the bed.

He gently set the blond down on the soft surface immediately straddling the slender hips below him. He took a moment to smirk at the utterly dazed and completely submissive look on his victim’s face before his moved down and captured the boy’s waiting lips in a passionate kiss.

Leaning back to a breath after the kiss had ended, Seifer took the opportunity to remove his long jacket and blue zip-up vest, discarding them on the floor beside the bed. Hayner glanced up at his captor at the lost of contact. He wanted to feel everything and he wanted it now, letting Seifer know with an impatient moan.

“Don’t worry,” Seifer said into Hayner’s ear helping the teen out of his annoying clothing. “I’ll make this worth having to lose the game over to get.”

Hayner suddenly snapped out of his daze when he heard this vest hand shirt hit the floor. The game. Did Seifer think that this was just going to be his payment for winning the stupid Struggle match? That he was just some prize that the other had won for the day? He decided he didn’t like being the blond’s plaything and he put his hands on Seifer’s succeeding in stopping the other boy from unzipping and removing his pants.

Seifer’s smirk vanished as he looked down at his soon to be new lover. He put his hand on Hayner’s cheek to reassure him that everything was going to be okay, but his hand was quickly smacked away.

“What’s wrong,” he asked, frowning at the strange behaviour and angry look on Hayner’s face. “I thought you were enjoying this.”

“I’m not going to be your little sex toy just because I lost that stupid match,” Hayner spat, trying to sit up and get the taller boy off him.

“We had a deal,” Seifer reminded him, letting the blond have his space for the moment while they tried to sort this issue out.

“I don’t care,” Hayner said, his temper quickly rising. “I won’t just sit back and let you rape me in my own room!”

Seifer couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “I would never do that to you,” he insisted. “I was under the impression that this was consensual.”

“Well it’s not. Why are you doing this anyways? It’s completely out of the blue.”

Seifer hesitated to say what he was thinking and he turned away to stare at the computer sitting on the desk in the corner of Hayner’s bedroom. He pulled of his toque, revealing more of the scar across his forehead and nose, and ran a hand through his short hair as he looked sheepishly back to Hayner and he mumbled something.

“What?”

“It’s because I like you, okay,” Seifer repeated, sitting back and looking away again.

All of a sudden the world seemed to make a lot more sense to Hayner. Or at least just the situation he was in. He understood now why whenever he looked at the other blond, Seifer would always be already starting intently at him. And it make sense now, why the teen always picked on him, just trying to get Hayner’s attention, and now he understood what that something in Seifer’s eyes was; it was longing.

Hayner didn’t know what to say. Having one of you enemies suddenly confess that they have a crush on you when they were just about to rape you can come as quite a shock. He honestly didn’t know why his hadn’t clued in to Seifer’s strange behaviour towards him; it was the exact same thing that Olette did for Roxas.

“Alright,” Hayner finally said. He waited until Seifer looked up with a perplexed expression on his features before he slowly reached and pulled the zipper of his pants down. He loved the mesmerized look in Seifer’s eyes as he hooked his thumbs in his pants and slowly inched the material off his hips, then took them off completely, along with this boxers and shoes.

Save for his necklace and wrist band, the now naked Hayner smirked at Seifer for once and crawled teasingly towards his captor, and let himself down to straddle the other’s still clothed hips. “It’s alright,” Hayner repeated, taking the teen’s face in his hands and giving the boy s quick kiss to his lips. “You have my permission to do whatever you want with me now.”

That seemed to span Seifer out of his momentary out of character shyness and he took control of the situation once again. “God, that was hot,” he groaned, forcing the smaller teen back onto the bed with another kiss.

“Hmm,” Hayner moaned up at the blond. “I try.”

“I bet you do.” Seifer replied as he began to rid himself of the rest of his clothing, much to Hayner’s delight, before he went back to teasing the brown-eyed boy.

“That’s enough foreplay, let’s get to the good stuff” Hayner gasped after he couldn’t stand anymore of the teasing and he was so hard, it was almost painful. He pulled Seifer back up to his lips for a quick and desperate kiss. “Now.”

Seifer shrugged looking down at his love; now was as good a time as any. “Got any lube,” he asked.

“I think there’s some in the top drawer over there,” Hayner replied pointing to the dresser that sat between his desk and closet.

Seifer raised his eyebrow at his lover. “You actually have some lying around?”

“You asked,” Hayner replied, trying not to let his blush spread.

“Yeah, but I didn’t expect –”

“Just go get the damn lube.”

“Whatever you say, Baby Boy,” Seifer said, holding his hands up defensively as he made his way over to search for the bottle of lubricant. After a few seconds of shuffling the contents of the drawer around a bit, he found the bottle and returned to his lover. “Have you ever done this before?”

“No,” Hayner said almost immediately. “Have you.”

“Yeah. This might hurt and feel strange at first.”

Hayner found the sudden rush of jealously at the fact that Seifer had touched and been touched by someone else a little odd at first, wondering who he could have had sex with already. He pushed the thought from his mind, quickly deciding that he didn’t want to know who else Seifer had already slept with.

He was brought back to reality when Seifer placed a cold slick finger to his entrance, slightly applying pressure before he slowly pushed the digit in. Hayner moaned at the weird feeling, and winced at the slight pain as another finger joined the first.

“Relax,” Seifer commanded softly, kissing Hayner gently on the forehead. “It’ll get better, just relax.”

Hayner groaned annoyingly, but tried to do as he was told as Seifer pumped and twisted his fingers inside the smaller teen’s body. After a few moments the pain subsided and he started getting bored at the feeling of the fingers playing inside him. “Seifer,” he breathed impatiently, looking into those aqua eyes. “Take me.”

Seifer shivered at the sound of need in Hayner’s voice and was eager to do what his love wanted as well. He leaned back, removing his fingers and positioning himself against Hayner’s entrance. Before slowly pushing in his already lubricated erection, he took the boy’s lips in another kiss to distract him from any pain that he might have felt.

“Oh god,” Hayner finally whimpered into Seifer’s mouth, from pleasure more than anything else. “Move.” His grip around the other boy tightened. “I want it now.”

Seifer smirked at the look of complete ecstasy on Hayner’s face, and said smirk widened as he listened to the other whine as he completely withdrew from the waiting heat under him. Seifer chuckled lightly at the loss of pure horror written all over Hayner’s face as he moved back and positioned himself sitting down on the bed with his back against the wall and his legs stretched out in front of him; he had absolutely no intention of completely stopping what they were doing.

“Come here, Baby Boy,” Seifer said, using both hands to pat his hips lightly. Understanding, Hayner crawled over on his hand and knees until he his legs were one either side’s of the other boy’s hips. Seifer once again positioned himself at Hayner’s entrance. With his hands guiding the smaller blond’s hips, he slowly lowered the boy down on his member and gasped once again as the tight heat above him swallowed him whole.

Hayner whimpered slightly, as bits of the pain returned and he was grateful when Seifer allowed him time to adjust before his hips were lifted and lowered again slowly on the other blond. Seifer guided the other’s hips up again, this time giving a small thrust as he brought the delicate hips down.

Moaning, Hayner reached out and rested his hands on Seifer’s shoulders; the sudden burst of intense pleasure caught him off guard and he needed to hold on to something or he was afraid he’s fall over. “Move,” he breathed out so quietly Seifer almost didn’t hear him.

Luckily he had heard Hayner, and was more than willing to comply. He slowly built up a steady pace, rocking the other teen’s hips back and forth as he did so. Hayner quickly got the hang of it and Seifer removed his hand from the boy’s hips and slid down to his neglected member. The way Hayner was moving, Seifer only had to keep his hands in one spot as the youth thrust into them each time he came down.

“Seifer,” Hayner moaned, pleasure rising in the pit of his stomach. “Oh god.”

Seifer could feel his orgasm increasing as well and he quickly pulled Hayner towards him with one hand, for a quick and needy kiss as they both reached their climax together.

Hayner collapsed against his lover’s chest, panting madly as Seifer’s fingers stroked every last bit of his seed from his body. He nuzzled his face in the other boy’s neck and kissed the sweaty skin.

“I love you,” Seifer whispered quietly after their pulses seemed to even out a bit.

Hayner lifted his head and stared into the other’s eyes, finding nothing but pure honesty. “Hmm,” he responded kissing along his lover’s jaw line. “Love you too.”

AN: ... Only my third complete lemony oneshot. I think I'm getting the hang of this. What do you think? Good? Bad? Love it? Hate it? WHAT? Just tell me. I love reviews!!