Touch

Warnings: Implied lemon. Yaoi.
I don't own Final Fantasy XII.

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Balthier wanted the most valuable treasure in the world. He had searched for it, but for no avail. Every shining object he laid his eyes on, never gave him enough pleasure to satisfy his needs.

He never thought that what he had sought after had stood beside him all the time.

And now as he was thrusting himself into the young desert boy, he understood why his attempts had all gone down the drain. There was nothing more beautiful than the sun-kissed skin of this youth. There was no better sensation than to feel him running his fingertips down his spine, while he tried his best to make the moment remarkable for both of them.

As Balthier's concentration was distracted for a moment, the boy reached his hand out to cup the man's cheek.

"Balthier…" He breathed out his name and smiled his best smile, "…I… unn…"

But Balthier silenced him by pressing his lips against his'. No one had probably told this virgin boy that no words were welcome in situations like these.

He did not need any words, as he slowly and sweetly made the blond his'.

Eventually the boy underneath him mewed, as he reached his first climax. The older man also came not too long after. He lay down next to his treasure and toyed with his blond hair.

Vaan was still trying to catch his breath. He had never thought it to feel like this, especially afterwards. His head was spinning and butterflies flew in his stomach. He looked at Balthier, before glancing the nightstand behind him. A shining object immediately caught Vaan's eye and he frowned a little.

"Why'd you still have Ashe's ring?" He asked, jealousy lingering in his voice.

"I was saving it for this moment…" Balthier whispered and kissed Vaan's neck, "…the moment I would find the world's most precious treasure."

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