The Dresspheres
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Category:
Final Fantasy Games › Final Fantasy X-2
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
1,914
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Final Fantasy X/X2 or any of the characters thereof, and will not be making any money off of them.
Songstress
“I don’t know who looks worse in Songstress, me or you.” Paine tugs gently at Rikku’s tie, pulling her into kissing distance.
“What’ve you got against Songstress?” Rikku runs her gloved fingers through Paine’s hair, making it stand up in funny looking spikes.
“It does the same spells as Dark Knight, only you have to do the stupid singing and dancing.” Paine reaches under the short skirt to squeeze Rikku’s ass.
“I happen to like the singing and dancing, thank you very much.” Rikku drops her microphone on the floor next to the bed and straddles Paine, clambering into her lap.
Paine rolls her eyes and squeezes Rikku’s ass. “Maybe it would be more enjoyable if you had some modicum of singing talent.” She bounces her knee, mainly to unsettle Rikku.
Rikku squawks and wraps her arms around Paine’s neck, holding on tightly. “That isn’t funny!” She huffs. “And I do so have a nice singing voice.”
“Mhm. I think the fiends die just to get away from that godawful screeching.” Paine is smirking, in that oh-so-annoying-yet-still-sexy way of hers.
“Oh… You…” Instead of managing a decent retort, Rikku leans in and kisses Paine, kisses her full of tongue and teeth. Her hands go to Paine’s back, although her gloves make it impossible for her to do any damage to the pale skin.
Paine chuckles into the kiss, kneading at Rikku’s ass, then moving to her hips, then…
“Paine!”
“Hm?”
“Can you not do that when I’m about to fall?”
“You’re not about to fall,” Paine says lazily, tugging Rikku’s panties aside to rub one finger along her clit.
Rikku’s hips jerk, and she holds on to Paine for dear life. “Yes I am. This is an unstable…” She trails off into a moan, as Paine’s fingers do something ticklish and then they’re slipping inside of her, crooking to brush against that spot, and Rikku can’t concentrate on talking, because her whole body is melting towards the finger inside of her and the thumb circling her clit.
“See, that sounds better.” Paine trails wet kisses along Rikku’s neck and jaw, to her cheek. “Much more natural.”
“P-Paine…” Rikku groans, rocking and shaking against her as little electric shocks tap dance through her whole body, from that point of origin between her legs. She feels it prickling in her nipples and along her back and on her scalp, prickles that get bigger and bigger, like a lightning bolt.
Paine holds her close as she comes, shiver-shaking and wet down Paine’s wrist. Paine presses her face into Rikku’s warm neck and kisses her wetly and warm. “That’s the type of music I like.” She begins to shift around, until Rikku is flat on her back with her knees gaping open.
“Paine, what…?” Rikku gets up on her elbows to look at Paine over the swell of her belly.
“Encore performance,” Paine grins, and belly crawls under Rikku’s skirt.
“What’ve you got against Songstress?” Rikku runs her gloved fingers through Paine’s hair, making it stand up in funny looking spikes.
“It does the same spells as Dark Knight, only you have to do the stupid singing and dancing.” Paine reaches under the short skirt to squeeze Rikku’s ass.
“I happen to like the singing and dancing, thank you very much.” Rikku drops her microphone on the floor next to the bed and straddles Paine, clambering into her lap.
Paine rolls her eyes and squeezes Rikku’s ass. “Maybe it would be more enjoyable if you had some modicum of singing talent.” She bounces her knee, mainly to unsettle Rikku.
Rikku squawks and wraps her arms around Paine’s neck, holding on tightly. “That isn’t funny!” She huffs. “And I do so have a nice singing voice.”
“Mhm. I think the fiends die just to get away from that godawful screeching.” Paine is smirking, in that oh-so-annoying-yet-still-sexy way of hers.
“Oh… You…” Instead of managing a decent retort, Rikku leans in and kisses Paine, kisses her full of tongue and teeth. Her hands go to Paine’s back, although her gloves make it impossible for her to do any damage to the pale skin.
Paine chuckles into the kiss, kneading at Rikku’s ass, then moving to her hips, then…
“Paine!”
“Hm?”
“Can you not do that when I’m about to fall?”
“You’re not about to fall,” Paine says lazily, tugging Rikku’s panties aside to rub one finger along her clit.
Rikku’s hips jerk, and she holds on to Paine for dear life. “Yes I am. This is an unstable…” She trails off into a moan, as Paine’s fingers do something ticklish and then they’re slipping inside of her, crooking to brush against that spot, and Rikku can’t concentrate on talking, because her whole body is melting towards the finger inside of her and the thumb circling her clit.
“See, that sounds better.” Paine trails wet kisses along Rikku’s neck and jaw, to her cheek. “Much more natural.”
“P-Paine…” Rikku groans, rocking and shaking against her as little electric shocks tap dance through her whole body, from that point of origin between her legs. She feels it prickling in her nipples and along her back and on her scalp, prickles that get bigger and bigger, like a lightning bolt.
Paine holds her close as she comes, shiver-shaking and wet down Paine’s wrist. Paine presses her face into Rikku’s warm neck and kisses her wetly and warm. “That’s the type of music I like.” She begins to shift around, until Rikku is flat on her back with her knees gaping open.
“Paine, what…?” Rikku gets up on her elbows to look at Paine over the swell of her belly.
“Encore performance,” Paine grins, and belly crawls under Rikku’s skirt.