A lot had happened since the last time Zidane had seen his old buddy, Blank. It had only been a short time since Blank had been revived, after being petrified along with that creepy forest just a little ways from Alexandria. Zidane had felt like a jerk; a betrayer, for leaving Blank at that moment. He knew he was leaving a comrade behind, and that tore him to pieces, but he also knew the evil queen Brahne and her henchmen had been hot on his tail. He'd had no choice; he had the princess stringing along with him, and he couldn't risk her life as well as his best friend's. So, though he hated it, he ran. That was all in the past now, though, and Blank was breathing again, tossing snide, witty comments and doing what he’d done best on the Prima Vista; navigating.Night was approaching quickly, stars twinkling against a cold, black sky. The waters under the Blue Narciss were calm, rocking the crew and guests to sleep. Zidane, however, was a little too awake to doze off, so he jumped from his assigned hammock, his tail swishing behind him, pert and alert. He could hear most of the people on the ship snoring away already. Rusty was sitting just outside the room Dagger, Eiko, and Vivi were sleeping in, obviously nodding off, his helmet clanking against his armored shoulders. Zidane smirked as he crept by, shaking his head with amusement.
Blank had his back to everyone, his focus on the steering wheel in front of him. Zidane quietly watched his blindfolded comrade, smiling softly. Though the night was cold, Blank's bare legs and arms barely showed signs of goosebumps. Zidane tiptoed over, biting his lip to further keep him from making noise. Blank visibly jumped when Zidane wrapped his arms around his waist, letting out only a small cry.
"Zidane!" Blank squeaked, turning so sharply he bumped the wheel. Quickly steering the ship back to its proper course and getting his breathing back under control, Blank glared at Zidane from under his eyeband. "Can't you at least let me know you're there before you try jumping me?" Blank grumbled, shaking his head. Zidane grinned.
"But I haven't tried jumping you yet. I was just saying hello." Zidane said innocently, batting his eyelashes. Blank shot Zidane a shocked look, blushed lightly, and then turned back to the wheel. Zidane swished his tail merrily, dancing on his toes to one side of Blank, leaning up against the wheel gently, and trying not to nudge the steering. Blank glared again, trying to shoo Zidane away.
"Zidane, I'm busy. So, unless you want to end up back near Alexandria Port, I suggest you stop mucking around. I've got navigating to do, Monkey Boy." Blank said. Zidane pretended to pout, and as Blank was distracted by the ridiculous expression, Zidane whipped his tail around, trailing it up Blank's leg. Blank jumped backwards, right into Zidane's arms. Zidane chuckled, wrapping his arms tightly around Blank, nuzzling the redhead's neck.
"Put her on auto pilot, I'm sure the boat can steer herself straight for a little while." Zidane whispered into Blank's ear. Blank felt his face flush, and though he wanted to push back into his blonde friend's embrace, more than anything, he was afraid of what the rest of the crew might see or hear. He pushed himself forward, only partially hoping to escape. Zidane shook his head, shifting to get a better hold on Blank, gently laying a kiss on the back of Blank's ear. Blank bit his lips together, barely keeping a moan within. Zidane grinned wickedly. "Aw, you enjoyin' this, Blank buddy? I thought you wanted to get away..." Zidane teased, nipping Blank's ear. Blank shook his head lightly, gently wrenching his earlobe out of Zidane's teeth.
"Zidane...I need to steer the ship..." Blank murmured. Zidane placed a kiss on the back of Blank's neck, his breath hitching. "Oh, Zidane..." Blank moaned, his heart racing. Zidane let his hands wander down from Blank's waist to his hips, one hand reaching around front.
"C'mon, Blank, the ship's not going to crash into the Iifa Tree if you don't watch her for a few minutes. You want me to hold you, don't ya? You wanna kiss and cuddle, dontcha?" Zidane asked, running his fingers across Blank's crotch, kissing Blank's nape, licking up his neck back to his ear. Blank gasped, inadvertently pushing back into Zidane's arms. Zidane chuckled, twisting Blank around, pressing his fingers into the redhead's hips, letting him feel the growing arousals both men were retaining through the chill night air. Blank's jaw dropped at feeling Zidane through the thin material of his trousers.
"Zidane...?" Blank asked breathlessly, his pale blue eyes peeking out slightly from beneath his thick eyeband. Zidane ran one hand up Blank's side, making sure to touch as much of him as he could as he slowly unbuckled the heavy strip of leather across his eyes. Blank squinted against the sparse moon and lamplight, his bound eyes unaccustomed to the brightness, low though it be. Zidane took advantage of Blank's momentary disorientation, kissing him soundly on the lips. Blank's eyes went wide, quickly becoming used to the light.
Slowly pulling away, Zidane was readying himself to either be smacked or screamed at. However, surprisingly and thankfully, neither happened. Instead, a very bewildered Blank stood there in Zidane's arms, looking torn between backing away and rushing into another kiss. Zidane quickly made the decision for him, before he could run off. Pressing his lips firmly back against Blank's, Zidane let his fingers wander over Blank's ass, circling every now and again at the small of his back.
"Damn, Zidane..." Blank hissed, clutching onto Zidane's hips, pressing himself harder against the blonde's arousal. Zidane gasped at Blank's newfound bolder attitude, thrusting his tongue inside the redhead's mouth experimentally. Blank seemed more than pleased with this turn of events, and tugged at Zidane's teal vest.
"Whoa, slow down, lover boy." Zidane chuckled, pulling away momentarily. Blank whimpered slightly, blushing at the pathetic sound. Zidane smirked. "Do you really wanna get all hot and bothered out here, under the stars, right where anyone could just walk by and see?" Zidane raised an eyebrow. Blank frowned.
"I'm already hot and bothered, you jerk. Are you gonna leave me hangin', or are you gonna continue?" Blank asked heatedly, tugging off Zidane's vest and tossing his dagger sheath to the side. Zidane kissed the two-toned flesh of Blank's chest, shrugging.
"But what about the others, sweetheart? Aren't you worried about being spied on?" Zidane asked using a tone far too innocent considering what his tongue was busy doing. Blank grunted, pushing Zidane away, staring into his eyes.
"Right now, I don’t give a rat's ass about the others. So, you either continue what you're doing or be prepared to be thrown overboard into the ice cold sea water. Get me?" Blank asked roughly, his pulse pounding in his ears. Zidane's eyes sparkled mischievously, straightening to his full height, pushing Blank onto the steering wheel.
"I've already got you, buddy." Zidane whispered gruffly, digging his arousal into Blank's hip. Blank practically melted against Zidane, his arms going limp in Zidane's grasp. Zidane grinned wickedly, kissing down Blank's neck, unbuckling all the leather obstacles adorning the shorter redheaded thief. Soon, Blank's multi-toned skin shone brightly under the moonlight, every inch bathed in the pale blue glow.
Zidane's long, experienced fingers tickled down Blank's belly, hovering just over the thick length of sensitive flesh. Blank crooned in anticipation. Slowly, Zidane ran just the tip of his fingernail over Blank, causing the nude redhead to hiss in pleasure. Zidane lightly scratched at Blank's base, trying not to chuckle as Blank tried to keep himself from pleading with Zidane to go faster.
Growing impatient with each new moan or gasp emitted from Blank, Zidane wrapped his fingers around Blank and pumped him forcefully. Blank yelped loudly, grasping onto Zidane's shoulders. Both men's breath was uneven and harsh as Zidane continued his brutal ministrations, silently praying for Blank's release. Blank hugged Zidane to his chest as his climax approached, screaming into the blonde's shoulder as he finally released. The two waited a moment before pulling away shyly, Blank almost fearful of looking down to see the mess he'd just caused.
"That was..." Blank whimpered, tilting his head back, resting it on the steering wheel. Suddenly realizing he was leaning flush up against the helm, Blank jumped into Zidane's arms, turning quickly, now facing the controls. Zidane smirked, thrusting his still rock-hard arousal against Blank's ass. Blank blushed deeply, turning a sort of shade of scarlet, though trying to appear annoyed.
"We've gone off course by quite a ways. We'll have to turn around." Blank said raggedly, his voice trying to talk business but his stature demanding pleasure. Zidane raised an eyebrow disbelievingly, teasingly running his hand across Blank's crotch again. Blank jumped, almost squeaking.
"Get one of the cabin boys to keep the ship on the right path. You're busy tonight." Zidane said matter-of-factly, hugging Blank, kissing the nape of his neck. Blank bit his lip, thinking over the suggestion. With barely a moment's hesitation, he nodded.
"Yeah, sure, all right. Go tell Rusty that it's his turn at the wheel. Say the princess wants him to be in control." Blank winked. Zidane laughed.
"You're very cunning, lover boy." Zidane smiled, kissing Blank, picking him up and trudging off to find a vacant cabin and to assign Rusty his new temporary post.
The End ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
