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Secret dating et al

SECRET dating;

The fact that you're in a relationship with this person isn't public knowledge. Actually, no one knows about it except for the people involved. Maybe you guys are just private like that; on the other hand, it may be a necessity to keep things a secret from others. Maybe you're both team mates, and others on the team would give you grief, or you're not suppose to be dating, or you're not the type to usually date and you're only testing the waters. Perhaps it's the combination of you two, possibly an odd couple, that would bring some controversy or some teasing. Or, you know, you could not want to deal with friends and relatives being busybodies. Your reasons are your own.

Are you content with stealing moments to be together as a couple? Do you want to make your relationship known and the fact that you can't drives you batty? Remember, there are lots of benefits to dating in secret. You can be yourselves completely, away from prying eyes, and get to know each other better as potential longterm romantic partners. In a way, it's ideal.

...still, do you ever wish you could scream from the rooftops how much you care for your significant other?

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His energy turned into excitement as they rounded the corner to the dorms. He glanced at Squall, wondering how tired he was. If he just wanted to sleep or if they would get to do some of what he'd fantasized about earlier...

But Squall answered before he even asked. He gave a surprised gasp when he was stopped and pushed up against the wall, but he quickly closed his eyes and kissed back. Already his body was responding, heartbeat quickening as desires from earlier in the night resurfaced. He'd held those desires back throughout various parts of the night, letting them build up until this very moment when they were allowed to be released.

Some part of him knew that they weren't completely safe from prying eyes, but the chances of getting caught were extremely low as most everyone were in their rooms already. He couldn't bring himself to care about it, though. Not with Squall kissing him like that again.

He grabbed Squall's arms, keeping their bodies close as he pressed harder into the kiss. He used his lips and tongue and sometimes a gentle hint of his teeth to show just how desperate he'd become for Squall's touch.

Squall smirked into the kiss, enjoying how Zell was already responding to him so positively. He brushed his tongue against Zell's languidly and nipped back when Zell did so. The kiss sent shivers through his nerves even through his exhaustion.

He tightened his grip, pressing against Zell's body close like he was starved for the contact.

While usually alert about his surrounding the world seemed to fade away in that moment. The halls abandoned and quiet. Only the soft hum of white noise around them and the sound of their kiss and light breathing...

He only broke the kiss momentarily to stare at Zell with a silent expression of lust and turning to tug him quickly the rest of the way to his room.

Zell wasn't ready for the kiss to end, but he was glad Squall broke it to quickly take them out of the hall. He had been quickly forgetting where they were but it would be much better to continue in absolute privacy. Zell followed the quick pace with ease, eager to be inside Squall's room to continue. The expression Squall gave him only increased the desire more.

He bit his own lip to prevent himself from saying anything during the short trip. Once they were safely behind the closed door of Squall's room, however, he wasted no time in moving close to Squall and kissing him again. It was perhaps a little more intense than the one they just left, but it clearly showed the steady increase in desire flowing through him.

His hands came up again, this time to grab Squall's signature jacket. He struggled for a second as he debated on pushing it off Squall, but instead he used it to pull Squall closer still.

In the sanctuary of his own room Squall felt a second wind of energy. Squall returned the kiss with just as much desire, kissing back roughly and pulling Zell closer. He let the kiss go on for a few enjoyable moments, letting the shivers of pleasure make him tingle.

Eventually he broke it and trailed a kiss to Zell's ear next, nipping the skin gently. Then he breathed, "About that daydream of yours... Something about being on your knees...?"

He'd be lying if he hadn't been thinking about that since Zell had said it. Zell's lips wrapped around his arousal, using that mouth of his... It sent another wave of pleasure through him just mentioning it again.

Once his arms were squeezed between their bodies, he let go of Squall's jacket to run his hands along his sides to wrap around Squall instead. Feeling the press of Squall's body against his own only increased the pleasure he received from the kiss.

Fortunately, Zell didn't have time to feel disappointed when the kiss broke again as at least Squall continued to kiss his skin. He tilted his head slightly, giving Squall room as little pants of breath were released. But it was the mention of his earlier confession that made pleasure and a strong desire shoot through him. He could feel himself harden even more in his pants from those words and the image it brought.

"Yeah? Do you want me like that?" All Squall had to do was confirm it, or tell him to and Zell would immediately do it. Though despite his question, he already moved a hand down along Squall's back and around his waist to rub against the front of his pants.

Edited 2016-08-16 18:16 (UTC)

[She's...glad to fall into this ease. To fall into him, and pretend as though this were normal, that the weight of the world that vanishes from her shoulders during these moments stays gone when she opens her eyes, that the two of them can stay like this without having to fear discovery and the consequences of pursuing a relationship like this during times of strife.

She practically melts into him, cuddling further and eyes fluttering shut as she rests her head against his, pulling back only to see that crooked smile that makes her heart skip two ticks of a beat, and the hand that had been holding his wraps around his waist, and she rests her head at the crook of his neck, allowing herself to feel secure against him, even if she knows she should be the one who acts as a pillar of strength.

But around him, she feels she can let that go. At least for a little while.

There's a light laugh, smiling gently.]

Probably not. He'd scold us, tell us it's inappropriate.

[It's said lightly though, just imagining a scenario where things are normal, where it's only worrying about her father catching them with only the consequence of his amusing, yet disapproving gaze.]

"Canoodling"... [She repeats the word, it's foreign to her, but even she knows it sounds silly.] Is that what they call this on Earth?

Just the way she responded was nearly overwhelming - but in such a good way. He craved it, most of the time. Steve wasn't used to being so ruled by, well, physical urges. Of course he had a healthy libido, but the way he thought about Natasha all the time was difficult to deal with.

He drew her close against him and extended his tongue into her mouth to explore with a soft sigh of pleasure.

Even though he wasn't really sure how to deal with this most of the time, here, in this moment of solitude, he couldn't imagine wanting to be anywhere else.

Her tongue slid against his, long and lingering. She would have smiled if it wouldn't have meant that she had make room in the kiss for it. Instead, she made a sound, a hum from her throat and in her chest.

She drew out the kiss as long as she could, slowly guiding him as he probes her mouth, until her lips felt swollen and she needed more than a few stolen breaths.

Even as she pulled away from the kiss, she stayed close enough for the tip of her nose to brush his. When she broke the silence, it was in a husky whisper. "How far do you want to take this here?"

He couldn't quite help but smile, though. He smiled more as their kiss broke, but then blushed deeply at her question. Immediately all of his worries came flooding back and he glanced towards the doorway.

"I want to do it all," he murmured, awkward as he always was when admitting a sin.

"Want to?" Natasha licked her lips, holding back a chuckle as she watched his cheeks darken. The look she gave him was unblinking in its intensity. "Does that mean you want to, but you don't think you should?"

Her hands slid up to the sides of his neck, then further to cup his jaw, thumbs brushing over warm skin.

His eyes jerked back towards her again as her hands began to move, but his cheeks only darkened under her scrutiny. His response was breathless, and a little strangled. "Yeah..."

She guided him to lean in closer, catching his lower lip in a quick, nipping kiss. Natasha considered letting him go. They could part ways, meet again later in private—making Steve wait that long wouldn't be any less cruel than the alternative.

But he wasn't the only one who was tempted. "How quiet do you think you can be?"

As Zell teased him back like that, Squall smirked against Zell's skin and rubbed closer against Zell's hand. With a hum of pleasure he said, "Do it. I want you on your knees, sucking me off." His voice heavy with lust and confident command.

Squall was already painfully hard, especially after the the brief dirty talk. With the mixture of exhaustion and desire he had right now, he wanted to feel that. Just to start of course...

He moved to give Zell another rough teasing kiss before pulling back from it.

Zell enjoyed feeling just how hard he made Squall, and soon he'd be doing a lot more than just feeling it with his hand over cloth. Even with that knowledge, he still became even more excited when he heard Squall tell him to do it in that tone of voice. He really loved it when Squall commanded him to do stuff like that and he couldn't help but groan in desire.

He was about to do exactly as Squall wanted, but Squall kissed him first. He wouldn't complain as he also really liked those rough kisses Squall gave him, but it was definitely teasing as Zell wanted more than just Squall's tongue in his mouth. It lasted only for a moment, but it built up his anticipation. When Squall pulled away, Zell could only murmur "Hyne, Squall, you turn me on so much," before instantly sliding down to his knees and bringing his other hand to Squall's waist.

Using one hand, he forcefully tugged up Squall's shirt so that he could kiss the bare skin of Squall's abs while both his hands moved to work on removing the belts and releasing the fastenings of Squall's pants.

[He likes being her pillar of strength. It means she trusts him enough to let go. She can be strong for everyone else, and for him when the situation calls for, but otherwise - he likes being able to be there for her. It's something he can do right and it feels good. Her cuddling in has his smile relaxing and going softer and he hums a sound as he moves his head again, tucking his chin over the top of her head so he can keep that one eye on the door again even as he wraps his arm a bit more securely around her. Her question had him chuckling a sound though. He'd used the silly word to distract her from her melancholy thoughts and he's glad to see she picked up on it. He shrugs though, pretending there was no ulterior motive and looks down at her, though his grin probably gives away his teasing.]

Canoodling. Sure. What else would you call it?

He gave her another of those deer-in-headlights looks. "Um...how quiet do I need to be?"

Oh, Natasha liked those looks. She'd liked them more or less from the beginning. He seemed very genuine in those moments.

She smiled sinisterly. "That depends. How loud do you think you can be before Vision gets concerned and comes to check on us?"

Steve turned completely red, the flush running up his chest, across his cheeks, and up to the tips of his ears. "Er, well Vision's got pretty good hearing. But he also used to watch Tony with his gals, when he was JARVIS. Maybe he'll be discreet."

"As long as someone's discreet." Natasha's voice is playfully arch as she nips as she goes on her toes to nip at his jaw. Her hands are busy, undoing straps and buckles, looking for skin. She's not trying to get him out of his clothes as she's trying to get in in them.

She knows this can't last. That's not how things work out for the Black Widow. But for now—for now she's enjoying it. She's not thinking about the future—and oonly thinking about the risk as far as it adds some spice to the encounter.

He shivers and gasps softly, his eyes sliding shut as her hands pull at his belt and he feels it loosen. He's helpless against the inexorable tide of Natasha, like she's some kind of natural force.

His head tilts down and he kisses her with a soft sigh, hands slipping tighter around her waist.

"Well, we're not going to be, it seems," he murmurs against her mouth with a wry smile.

"I am always discreet," she returned with mock seriousness before stealing another kiss. With his hands around her waist, it's impossible not to notice how much bigger he has than her, or remember how strong. Someone who didn't know better might think, catching a glimpse of them, that Natasha was at a disadvantage. But only if they didn't know either of them well.

The kiss lingered on his lips, tantalizing, as she discarded his belt and gets one hand inside. Her fingers, slim but firm, calloused, traced over his abs, feeling hard muscle without his reinforced uniform in the way.

He kissed her harder, so her lips smother the groan that bubbled up in his throat. His breathing kicked up faster and his hands tightened on her waist as they kissed. His hips jerked forward, eager for her touch, and he made a soft, needy wordless sound.

If Natasha could swallow the sound, she would, drinking it in greedily. Her free hand goes to the back of his neck, her nails pressing into his skin as she holds him in the kiss. All the while, her other hand moves cleverly, circling him, stroking him. She's no less hungry for this than he is, no matter what face she puts on it.

There was something about the thrill of it that made this even more exciting, and ramped up his desire for her to an even higher level. Her hand was driving him crazy and he shuddered, squeezing his eyes shut.

"N-Nat..." he whispered, desperately. He moved his hands around her waist and worked at her fly, tugging her jeans down a little.

She leaned back against the wall, looking up at him with eyes dark with desire as she catches her breath. Her hand didn't stop moving. Every stroke was deliberate, well aware of the effect she was having on him.

"You want more?" Her voice came out low and smokey, pitched not to carry. "If this is enough for you, we could save the rest for later...? When it's safer."

As though Steve had ever been one to play safe.

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he probably has more AIs up his sleeve at least!! or something, maybe.

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was thinking more that the Galra that turned off the shields had a familiar beard

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