A what if for one of my friends. FF8 amat based harem excerpt. We didn't have Seifer there, so.... this is the what if, and I don't know much other than Zell so excuse me, sorry! *so embarrassed*
His thoughts were blurred, muddled by the curse placed on them all. Somehow he was under the distinct impression that Seifer was their master. He wanted to please him in any way possible. He loved him. It had to be love; he was willing to do anything for him.
Which was probably why he was currently on his hands and knees. Naked. A metal collar had been added over the one from Atia. It had a link on it… Seifer had added a chain to it, and used it to tug Zell forcefully down a few inches. Closer to the taller blond’s erection.
“Take it, pet.” It wasn’t a request. It was a command.
But Zell was a good slave and took it into his mouth without any other prompts, licking it, sucking softly. Seifer wanted more, of course, and placed his hand to the back of Zell’s head, forcing him to take more. Zell coughed at first but adjusted quickly, flushing a little and hoping that his mistake didn’t cost him too much. It was hard to do, but he glanced to the side anyway. Squall was in his dark harem pants and Rin had on that way too sexy harem outfit that did nothing to hide anything. Both had matching cuffs on their wrists and ankles that Zell did. Proof that they belonged to Seifer. They weren’t all that happy at the moment; they had been forced to watch. Zell had won the night… but Seifer was greedy and always wanted all three of them.
Suddenly Zell’s hair was grabbed and he was yanked off. Gasping and panting heavily, Zell looked at his master. Seifer was sneering. He’d seen Zell looking at the other two. “You want them too, don’t you?”
Zell gulped and flushed but refrained from saying anything.
Then Seifer smiled. A dominating, almost sinister smile. Zell felt his body shiver as he saw it, wondering what he had in store. Seifer turned his head and called the other two concubines over. They glanced at Zell but came over, interested in what their master had planned.
Somehow he knew the night was far from over.