Culgan: *He was sitting next to Seed in a meeting room in L'Renouille Castle. The strategy meeting had been going on for about two hours now, and he was getting bored. Right now, General Solon Jhee was giving a speech about placing some units near the Muse border. He sighed. It was just one of those meetings... And it would probably go on for the rest of the afternoon. //This is pointless....// He looked at his notepad. Not much notes - he had been sketching Klaus, who sat across the table, for the last half an hour. He glanced at Seed. //Well... at least someone else is as bored as I am...// *

Seed: *He had been busy killing yawns every since the beginning of the meeting. He was never the one to enjoy attending such, even if it was eventful or important. His place was in the battlefield, not sitting before outstretched map and looking through papers of energy data. He wondered if anyone really enjoyed these meetings. //Culgan certainly doesn't...// He peeked into the well-drawn sketch of the young strategist on Culgan's note paper. Another yawn threatened him, so he kept his mouth tightly closed and swallowed it with effort.*

Culgan: *General Solon Jhee continued his speech. Culgan sighed again. He took another piece of paper and started drawing Seed on it. As the sketch progressed, he had to try to hide his smile. It was Seed alright... with no clothes on. He glanced at the redhead again. //Hmmm...// He smiled slightly, as a very evil idea crossed his mind*

Seed: *He glanced into Culgan's paper again, quite amazed by his friend's talent at doodling. //.....$&%$#*&(....!!!// He almost turned the color of his fiery hair, but suppressed the initial reaction. He certainly did not want to react and have others find that picture. //At least draw boxers or pants, you perv!!// He thought furiously and searched under the desk with his foot to stomp on Culgan's.*

Culgan: *He smiled to himself. This picture would end up in his personal collection... He hid it under the other papers. //Ah, but you have such a beautiful body, Seed... // Suddenly, he felt something on his left ankle. He glanced at Seed, who looked a bit annoyed. Obviously, the red-headed general had seen his drawing... He gave his friend a warm smile and moved his left hand a little until he found Seed's thigh. He patted it lightly, while raising his head a little and looking calmly at General Kiba who had just started talking*

Seed: *Culgan's hand on his thigh made him jump a little. He darted his gaze a little to ascertain that no one had seen him do so, then gave Culgan a murderous side glance. He would have hissed at him, but Kiba's voice was low and quiet, so he couldn't make any noise. Besides, he respected Kiba and would listen to him. Gritting his teeth and sending a hand under the table, he pinched at Culgan's hand hard.*

Culgan: *Ignoring the pinch, he moved his hand a little, caressing Seed's thigh. It was a perfect way to test the redhead. Seed had a fiery personality, and that applied to bed, too... //Let's see how he can handle this...// *

Seed: *He couldn't move his hand much to fend off the offending hand. His grip on the pen in his left hand hardened until he almost broke it. Fire flared in his wine-brown eyes, but he didn't change his expression. By Highland, he did not want anyone noticing what Culgan was doing to him. He couldn't stomp his friend's foot, either, since doing so might create a thumping sound on the marble floor. Seething inside, he pretended calm and tried to take notes on Kiba's talk.*

Culgan: *He looked very calm, while he moved his hand up a little. //Well, Seed, what if I...// He stopped his hand between Seed's legs, and started to fondle certain part of him*

Seed: *His loose pants allowed Culgan such easy access. He shut his legs together tightly, but that did not stop the dexterous hand from finding his member and teasing it. He sucked in a small breath, cringing against the seat. //Damn you.......!!!!!// If he had his sword then and this wasn't a meeting, he would have gone at Culgan with a drawn blade.*

Culgan: *He continued touching Seed. He would have smiled, but he was looking at Kiba right now, knowing that the General was about to ask him something. He glanced at the redhead quickly, just to see what he had been waiting for - Seed looked calm enough, but his eyes gave him away. He would attack him if he had a chance... but there was nothing he could do right now.*

Seed: *Kiba was looking in their general direction to address Culgan. He couldn't move an inch, not change his expression from the respectful attentiveness. //Aw... by Highland...// He felt a warm breath escape him and almost blushed. The hand on his crotch, stroking and toying with his gender, was doing its usual job.*

Culgan: *As he had been suspecting, Kiba asked him about some men he had near the Sajah area. He nodded.* Yes, about five hundred. I could send half of them to the Muse border, if that's necessary. With the other soldiers we have there... *He continued the tactical explanation, while fondling Seed. Wanting it or not, the younger general was starting to react to the touching.*

Seed: *Erection tugged mildly at him, much to his panic. He couldn't help it. //You... ugh... bastard...!!// He thought in a shade of red at the calm silver-haired commander to his right, but the man was talking intelligently like any other time. The thumb brushed over the contour of his tip, and he closed his eyes momentarily. He'd have to start clenching his teeth any time to kill the anticipated moans.*

Culgan: *He finished his short speech and shifted his position a little, picking up his pen from the table... and also using it as an opportunity move his hand a little more. He stroked the hardened length gently. Seed gave him a quick look again, his eyes telling "Just you wait..." But the redhead was pretty helpless right now. //Hmm. Having hard time tolerating me, my love?// *

Seed: *A small glance down at his lap was enough for Seed to know that he was completely erect. The bliss shooting up his spine was quite intoxicating, but he took slow, measured breaths and kept red flush from showing on his face. He would have commended his own control over his body, if the situation were not so embarrassing and pressing. Pursing his lips closed, he muffled the small mews in his throat. Much to his terror, his legs were loosened now. He couldn't keep power in them to stay tight closed.*

Culgan: *King Agares was talking now. Culgan looked at him very calmly, while he continued stroking Seed's hard member. He scribbled something on the note paper and put it in front of Seed. It said "Enjoying the touch, my dear?" He almost had hard time keeping the smile away from his face, but his nerves were steel. He would not smile... although he was quite enjoying this.*

Seed: *He saw the words on the paper dimly, all his effort put into keeping still and quiet. //Lord Agares... I muse pay attention...// With deathly resolve, he put on the most serious face he could muster at that moment and looked to the king. There was a small twitch and a throb in his lower body, and he felt small amount of moisture seep into his pants. He was giving off precum. //$*&(&*@($....// He would do anything to get that hand off. Even better, anything to be excused without being discovered so he could go relieve himself.*

Culgan: *He continued fondling Seed. The redhead did the best he could to keep calm, but Culgan knew that wouldn't last for long... //Hmm. Am I going too far here? I can't risk being discovered doing this... But, I can't just stop...// He scribbled another message and placed it on the table in front of the younger general. It said "Want to get out of here?" *

Seed: *He bit his lower lip, lowering his face a little as if he was just adjusting his sitting position. He was huffing lightly now, his slender body shaking. At a first look, it would seem as though he was ill or something. The clear stain on his white pants was increasing the size, more droplets of bliss squirting out of his member with Culgan's touch. Any moment, he'd go crazy and lose control. //I... c-can't... ...ahnnnn...// He read the note and nodded just a little, his control strained to the max.*

Culgan: *He turned to look at Seed* Are you all right? You look pale... *He whispered loudly, so almost anyone in the room could hear him. He got up from his chair slowly.* I'm sorry... Will you excuse us? General Seed seems to be a bit unwell... I'll take him to his quarters to rest, and come back. *King Agares looked a bit annoyed from being interrupted, but he nodded when he saw Culgan's worried face. Culgan helped Seed up.* I'll take you to your quarters alright... and... finish this...*he whispered to the younger man quietly, smiling.*

Seed: *His long military jacket hid his erection and the stained pants, but he couldn't stand on his own. He only nodded, his face now reddened and breathing ragged for all to hear. Surely, those who knew him, like Klaus, would be worried for his health. He hated being held by Culgan, but he leaned against his companion for support. His legs were shaking, his body screaming for the release.* E-Excuse me... *He mumbled to the others and closed his eyes, letting Culgan take him whereevers.*

Culgan: *He took Seed out of the room. When they got to the corridor, he lifted him up on his arms. He carried the young general to his apartment, shut the door behind them, took Seed to the bedroom and put him down on the bed* Ah, Seed... You were able to hide it so well... Now... *With few calm moves, he removed Seed's jacket and pulled down his pants* Well. Have to do this quickly, my dear, I said I'd go back to the meeting... *He resumed stroking the hardness and leaned down to kiss Seed's lips.*

Seed: *He was deep into the ecstasy, but he bit down on Culgan's lip just a little. He wouldn't injure the man's face, since he'd be going back to the meeting. When the kiss broke, he mewed out a retort.* D-Damn you... I'll k-kick you a-ass later... *He arched, pumping to the hand upon his gender. The motion of the large palm was sloppy from all the early dew he had given out.* Ahn.. ah.....

Culgan: Oh, what else should I expect, my love... *he smiled and continued stroking*

Seed: Y-you... ahhh... ahn.. y-yaaa...!! *Jolts coursed through his limbs, rendering him helpless to the orgasm. He pumped mindlessly to the coaxing hand, spurting milk with each thrust. After a few frantic motions, he sobbed a little and lay slack on the sheets, post coital powerlessness hitting him hard.* I'll g-get you for t-this... *He mumbled, his lower body giving subsiding bits of spasms.*

Culgan: *He gave Seed another kiss. Then he got up from the bed and washed his hands* Well. I have to go now. I'll see you later, Seed... *He looked at the red-headed young general resting on the bed, smiling warmly. Then left the room and headed back to the meeting.*

Seed: ... *Growling tiredly after Culgan, he turned to his side and curled up into a comfortable position. //I'll make you sorry...// He thought vengefully and slipped into a short nap.*