Rinoa's Education

Counter Jack

Rinoa bit her bottom lip, holding in a laugh of delight as she leaned back into her pillow. She curled her arms in, cradling the heads of both women lying on top of her. On her right, Edea delicately attended to Rinoa’s breast. Gently teasing her soft skin, her every movement made Rinoa whimper with anticipation. With her lips and tongue occupied, Edea swept her fingers in long strokes along the top of Rinoa’s thighs, paying cautious attention to Rinoa’s under attended skin.
To Rinoa’s left, Quistis bit carefully down on Rinoa’s nipple, her chin pulsing to rapidly alter the pressure on the tiny pink nub. She then swallowed the entire top half of Rinoa’s breast, sucking powerfully. Meanwhile, her left hand sensually drew along Rinoa’s stomach with her nails, taunting that she would traverse farther south, but never did.
Finally, Edea sat up, coming to look down at Rinoa. “Had enough torment?” She asked with a sparkle in her eye. Rinoa nodded her head desperately. Edea looked over to Quistis who nodded. The blonde instructor slowly swept her fingers farther and farther south, making their way down inside of Rinoa’s thighs. Rinoa began to breath harder; her chest heaving as Quistis rapidly began to stroke on the tiny spot.
As Rinoa’s body began to move with the emotions, Edea slid down to Rinoa’s legs. Caressing the inside of Rinoa’s legs, she slid her fingers delicately inside of Rinoa, her soft touch perfectly manipulating Rinoa’s secret.
The two sensations coalesced within Rinoa. Quistis’ bombardment of unyielding eroticism clashed and spilled over Edea’s soft sensuality. But all too soon, the two began to build inside of Rinoa. She began to moan and gasp, her hips moving with greater speed and intensity.
With a jerk, Rinoa’s body went rigid as she held onto the delight. Edea’s finger stayed supportively in place, while Quistis continued to press further towards Rinoa’s delight.
Finally, moments passed and the deep release slowed until Rinoa could breath again. She felt Edea slide her finger out and sat up. Quistis stroked Rinoa’s flushed cheek while Edea rubbed the soft, pale skin just under Rinoa’s breasts. Rinoa smiled, about to speak, but Quistis drew her to her. She pulled Rinoa’s lips to her own, the two kissing passionately. Rinoa felt a new fire light within her body as she felt the heat of Quistis’ body next to her own.
But a soft hand slipped around Rinoa’s shoulders and Edea slipped into the embrace. Quistis and Rinoa parted just a bit and Edea’s lips joined theirs, the three women sharing one embrace.
It was Edea’s tongue that slipped out first. Licking at Rinoa’s lips, Rinoa opened her mouth, then Quistis followed suit. Almost instantly, the three women shared a more carnal kiss, their breath and emotions wrapped up in each other. Their bodies moved closer, their hearts beating as one.
Edea gently moved Rinoa away from the center of the bed, allowing Quistis to lie down. The instructor laid back with a contented smile as Rinoa lowered down between her legs. She slipped her tongue inside Quistis, making the instructor moan instantly with delight. She began to slather attention inside of Quistis as Edea ran her fingernails carefully down Rinoa’s back, making her gasp. Edea stroked Rinoa’s hips a few time, then slowly slipped two fingers inside of Rinoa. She immediately began to pant at the pleasure, struggling to continue to pay attention to Quistis.
Quistis wound her fingers into Rinoa’s hair, beginning to breath louder and louder. At the same time, Edea slid her fingers deeper into Rinoa’s body, the two long digits flawlessly taunting and toying with Rinoa.
Finally, Quistis threw her head back, gasping with joy. At the same time, Rinoa moaned into Quistis’ legs, her cries muffled by the mattress of the bed. Edea slid her fingers along the small of Rinoa’s back, continuing to toy with the girl, making her moan more.
There was a sound at the foot of the bed and Edea leaned over the side to see Angelo slowly beginning to stir. The sleepy dog looked up at Edea, but she smiled to him. “Go back to sleep,” She said with an enchanted tone, making Angelo yawn loudly, then nestle back into his own paws.

Rinoa stood in the main foyer of the Garden, leaning against the railings by the directory. She stared down into the pools of water that ran around beneath the walkways, a deck of cards in her hands. She glanced up towards the bridge that headed into the infirmary. Quistis was walking in with Dr. Kadowaki, the two discussing business as usual. Rinoa sighed and looked down at her cloth armbands.
“Hey,” Came a male voice. She turned around to see a guy in a SeeD Candidate’s uniform, a broad grin on his face. “You up for a game?”
Rinoa looked the guy up and down. “Are you Jack? Of the CC Card Group?”
He held out his hands. “Guilty as charged.”
Rinoa looked around at the mostly empty foyer. “What kind of game did you have in mind?” She asked, leaning forward a bit with a coy smile.
Jack almost laughed. “I was thinking, maybe we could play for what goes on.”
“What goes on?” Rinoa asked with mock innocence. “Whatever do you mean?”

The cafeteria was bustling. The long line for the hot dogs reaching out the door. All around, people searched for a seat. But in the back of the room, Rinoa sat with Jack, the nine-set arrangement of Triple Triad set before them.
“You want to do this over one hand or multiple hands?” Jack asked, shuffling his cards.
“What did you have in mind?” Rinoa asked.
“Well, we can do it like this,” Jack offered. “For each hand won, that’s one request that the winner can make of the loser. Requests can be used to offset other requests.”
“I see,” Rinoa said, trying to keep her smile from growing too large.
“Or we can play for only one hand,” Jack offered. “Winner takes all. Maybe use the points to determine just how much ‘all’ is.”
“Why so interested in the wagering?” Rinoa asked, watching as Jack shuffled. “There isn’t a lot . . . that needs to be at stake.”
Jack smiled. “Because I want something that’s not normally on the menu.”
Rinoa’s eyes went wide as a shocked expression came over her. “And what is that?”
“You,” Jack said directly, a rogue’s look in his eyes. “I don’t want to fool around with . . . alternative paths. Call me old fashioned.”
“Let’s see,” Rinoa said. She laid down her first card in the top corner. Jack stared at it for a moment, then laid down another card next to it. “I’ll take that.”
“I suppose so,” Rinoa said, laying down another card to finish off the top row. Jack laid down a card underneath that one, taking that card as well. Rinoa laid down another card in the very center of the space. Jack laughed and laid down a third card, taking the middle card and finishing off the middle row.
Rinoa began to look worried. She glanced up at Jack’s confident smile and shuffled around for the card she wanted. She laid it down, taking Jack’s most recent card. But Jack just smiled, laying down another card, taking Rinoa’s most recent.
“That’s 7 to me, and one to you,” Jack said. He leaned forward. “Looks like I win.”
Rinoa smiled. “Looks like,” She said, laying down one final card. Jack looked at the card, his smile beginning to fade. He followed the mathematical layout of the numbers, a more and more worried look rushing over him.
“You,” He said, his eyes wide. “You used the Plus and the . . .” He looked at Rinoa. “How’d you . . .”
“Those rules have spread throughout Balamb Garden,” Rinoa said simply with a smile.
Jack sat back, a fuming smile on his face. “You played me,” He accused.
Rinoa nodded. “You have no idea how many times I’ve beaten Squall at strip Triad with that very arrangement.”
“You are woman of many talents,” Jack said finally.
“As is the purpose of our afternoon,” Rinoa said with a smile.

Jack laid back on the bed, his body bare as Rinoa lowered down to his abdomen. Kissing his skin, she quickly worked her way down beneath his waist. Jack spread his head out, the warm noon light coming in through the tiny cracks of his window shades, leaving the room with a hot, dusky feel.
Rinoa helped him up, then slowly licked around the very top of his body. Making a few complete circles, she then pursed her lips, pushing herself down on top of him. He moaned quietly as she pushed down more, using her tongue to caress every inch of him as she slowly slipped farther and farther down.
Rising up, she let her lips pop on him, then she looked up at Jack. He was staring at her, a breathless look in his eyes. Rinoa smiled, then took a deep breath. She slid forward and enveloped him again, smoothing his head down along her cheek to the back of her throat. She closed her eyes and relaxed and guided him further back, slipping him deeper inside of him. Kissing his skin at his base, she let him stay inside, letting her sensitive throat muscles massage his head.
Jack leaned back, beginning to moan louder. Rinoa shifted up, not quiet letting him leave her mouth, then she lowered back down again. She began to pulse up and down, letting him slide just barely back inside the back of her mouth, then lifting up to stop just before her lips cleared the ridges of his head. She pulsed her head up and down, again and again, only drawing out more moans from Jack.
Finally, she pulled her head off with one final suck. The pop made Jack jump a bit, his panting dry and desperate. He looked up as he sat up on his arms. “You’re amazing,” He whispered.
But Rinoa smiled, then began to crawl up to kiss him. She immediately slipped her tongue inside his mouth, aggressively probing him. She straddled over his waist and lifted up a bit. “Hey,” he said, pulling away from her. “Wh-what are you doing?”
“Being a good sport,” Rinoa said as she slowly lowered down on Jack. He gasped at the moist warmness that accepted him, his head falling back with delight. “How does it feel?” Rinoa asked, as she began to rise up on him. She lifted up until he began to waver, then she lowered back down, squeezing herself just a bit.
“Incredible,” Jack whispered, barely able to speak.
“Does it feel as good as you hoped?” She asked softly, rising up again.
“Better,” Was all he could respond.
Rinoa got up onto her knees as he hugged her body. She began to rise up and down, her own emotions beginning to fill her. She felt his body growing more rigid, sensing that he was growing close. She began to pick up speed, moaning a bit herself. She lowered her gaze down to Jack as he looked up at her. “Are you ready?” she whispered. He nodded.
Rinoa squeezed herself just a bit harder and began to pulse now. She sacrificed her depth for speed, but it only drove Jack more wild. He moaned out loud, his body beginning to move in unison. Rinoa felt herself getting swept away and kept herself pinned down as they moved together.
“I’m . . .” Jack started to say. But he didn’t finish. Rinoa and he both clutched onto each other as their emotions erupted inside. They both screamed out in unison as their bodies were flooded with delight.
Rinoa was still as Jack kept pulsing a few more times. She felt his release inside of her, it’s warm presence growing. As Jack continued to pant, he started to move, but Rinoa stopped him. “Not yet,” she asked. He stopped and they both lay back, still connected.

“So that’s the thing,” Jack said as he gently teased just below Rinoa’s navel. “The guardian forces are kind of a one-stop medical outlet.”
“But how?” Rinoa asked, gently stroking Jack, the two of them lying naked still on his bed, lying opposite each other.
“The guardian forces become part of you,” He explained, carefully caressing the opening between Rinoa’s legs. He stroked her sensually, blowing carefully on her to make the goose bumps on her thighs rise up. “So they can regulate a lot of different parts of your body’s inner workings. Metabolic rate, immunity system, so on.” Jack leaned in for a single lick, making Rinoa jump a bit. He looked down at her as she returned the favor with a single thrust down inside her throat, then she lifted back up. He smiled at her, then continued his massage. “But since the guardian forces can provide system regulation, they can regulate your body’s systems. Like your menstrual cycle.”
“The guardian forces are birth control,” Rinoa said. She looked at Jack. “I’m glad I talked to you.”
“Well, you have to be careful which guardian forces you ask to do what,” Jack went on. “I’ve been studying them since I came to Balamb, almost exclusively. I hope to write my final project on the GFs. But if your compatibility is low, then they’ll be hesitant to do anything with or for you.”
“Compatibility?” Rinoa asked, surprised.
“Yeah,” Jack said. “Have you had any less than pleasant experiences with the GFs yet?” His question immediately brought to mind both Ifrit and Diablos, but Rinoa said nothing. “If you have, then the reason is your compatibility. Take Zell and Shiva, for example,” He said as he drew circles around Rinoa, making her gasp. “If Zell and Shiva have a high compatibility and he tries to sleep with her, she’s going to do her absolute best. She’s going to do amazing things for, and to, him. But if their compatibility is low, then he’ll be lucky to get a hand job and a smile.”
“Hey now,” Rinoa protested with a smile. “There’s nothing wrong with a hand job.”
“What I’m saying is, how much the GF likes you is going to determine what you experience with it. In these trials, and in life in general.”
“I see,” Rinoa said. She thought back to Ifrit, then looked to Jack. “So, how would I go about making a GF, a-a guardian force, like me better?”
“I don’t know,” Jack shrugged. “I mean, the long way is to use magic that they’re like. Lightning with Ifrit, Ice with Shiva, stuff like that. In the interim, I suppose you could use times like this to bump up your compatibility with them.”
“You mean these sexual activities?” Rinoa asked.
“Sure,” Jack said, shrugging. “Why not? It just may be initially more unpleasant.”
“What do you mean?” Rinoa asked.
“Well, take Ifrit,” Jack offered. “If you’re on the bad side of somebody with that bad of a temper, I’m not sure what it would take to get on his good side, but just take a look around and see what you’ve got to work with. They’ll let you know. But I can guarantee you, it’ll be something pretty demeaning.”

Jack’s words echoed in Rinoa’s ears as she turned Quistis’ key to the classroom. In the nighttime lights of the Garden, Rinoa slid inside the classroom to find it encloaked in shadow. The only light was from the moon overhead coming in through the skylight.
Rinoa pushed the door shut, closing it behind her. She locked it, her breath catching in her chest. She took a moment to try to slow her heart as she stared into the shadows in the back of the room. She closed her eyes, focusing, her hands rising to her chest. She took a deep breath, then held her hands out wide. “Cerberus!”
Rinoa opened her eyes to find the dark room still dark. She looked around, fear running through her. But then, in the back of the room, she saw a glint of light. She could tell something stalked her from back there. “Cerberus,” She whispered, her hand shaking as she stepped away from the door. “I know, I know you and I . . .”
A deep growl emanated from within the shadows.
Rinoa stepped back from the shadows, but stopped herself. “Alright,” She said carefully. She turned around, putting her back to Cerberus. Standing in front of Quistis’ desk, she knelt down onto her knees and then bent over. Placing her hands out away from her body, she stayed there in the submissive position. “Whenever you’re ready,” She whispered.
Almost immediately, she heard the heavy footsteps of Cerberus. She looked down between her legs to see the large guardian force trudge right up to her, the hot breath from its three heads scalding her as he approached her. Rinoa closed her eyes, bracing herself.
She felt the left head nudge her powerfully, nearly pushing her off balance. She held her breath, her body shaking as she felt Cerberus climb up onto of her, wrapping his front paws around her. She felt his huge form muscle up to her, his powerful hips pounding against her. Unconsciously, her body pushed forward, trying to crawl away. But as she did, Cerberus’ left head snapped at her neck, nipping her sensitive skin, stopping her every motion. She froze in petrified fear, her body too overcome to move.
Cerberus thrust a few times before he was able to find the entrance point. But once his body found it, he thrust inside of her making Rinoa jump at the penetration. Her fingers flared out as her eyes opened wide to feel Cerberus inside of her.
Almost immediately, he began to thrust powerfully. Throttling into her with a rapid bombardment, he swung his hips in at her, sliding in and out of her with a furious intensity. Rinoa bowed her head as Cerberus rushed over her, unable to move. Her body went crazy at the furious overload. She moaned and cried out, the rapid motions causing an instant rush of grinding pleasure that shot through her.
But within just a few moments of the rapid acts, Cerberus roared. His three heads vaulted back as he bayed to the sky. Rinoa felt him release powerfully inside of her, filling her and spilling out. She slumped down to the floor before the desk as Cerberus drew out. She felt the sudden vacancy as he flopped out from her, and felt his emotions flood out after.
Exhaustion filled her as she spread out on the floor, trying catch her breath, her sore body still shaking from the fear and the exhilaration of the intense barrage of release. She looked over her shoulder as Cerberus stalked with an annoyed gait back towards the shadows. “Cerberus,” She called. The guardian force paused, then it’s left head turned back to her. “Wait,” She said, her throat dry from her moans.
She turned around on all fours, looking at Cerberus. She heard his left head growl, the other two heads turning to her. But she kept her head low, acting as undefiant as she could. Jack’s advice played through her mind as she looked around at the dark room. Before her was the small pool of his emotions. Despite her clothes, the pool had still formed, remaining like he had.
“Cerberus,” Rinoa said, her eyes on his as she crawled just a bit towards him, coming over the edge of the pool. He watched her with interest, not turning around. She looked down at the pool, then closed her eyes in disbelief. She glanced at Cerberus, seeing his interest. He turned around to her, the six glowing eyes watching, intrigued.
Rinoa closed her eyes, then grimaced at the thought as she lowered down to the pool. She took a deep breath, then held it as she bent down to the pool. With a broad stroke of her tongue, she lapped across the pool, letting his release cover her tongue. She let the salty remains coat her lips, then she lifted up, closing her mouth. She tilted her head back, making it visible as she swallowed with great care.
Cerberus stared at her, then began to step closer. He paused, watching her hesitantly. She coughed at the taste, then closed her eyes again. She bent down again, lapping at the pool on the floor. When she lifted up this time, she saw the giant form’s captured interest. Rinoa swallowed again, then coughed. “That’s it,” She said.
But Cerberus locked on her eyes and started towards her. Rinoa fell back against the desk, holding her hands up to stop Cerberus. But the dog mounted the desk, thrusting his hips at Rinoa. She froze as the dog thrusted for her, his strength only a few inches from her face. She glanced up at Cerberus, then looked forward at it. She closed her eyes, then leaned in. She took hold of his hind legs and enveloped him within her kiss.
She began to slid down him, but he thrust again, pushing her up against the desk. She forced herself calm as he pushed. Feeling his frantic energy, she felt herself caught up in the motion. She tilted her head to better enjoy his push, feeling him slide down inside of her. Her body began to tingle with excitement as she felt his release coming a second time. She began to bob her head with his mad thrusts, licking at him.
Like before, Cerberus threw his head back, baying again at the sky above. Rinoa kept her head down as she felt him release. She held onto his legs, almost desperate to not lose herself in his emotions. She devoured every ounce of his joy, then slid off of him. She leaned back against the desk, happily exhausted. She breathed out, only to feel Cerberus’ hot breath coming at her. She opened her eyes just in time to see his broad tongue lick her on the side of her face, making her laugh.
She nearly fell over as he slobbered lovingly against her. She reached up to his left head and held him at bay, but then his right and central heads started to lick at her. She laughed, blowing them away with her hands. But the giant guardian force wagged its tail with delight, panting happily.
Rinoa reached up to Cerberus’ central head, scratching it between the ears. The central head rolled with the delight, while the two other heads panted joyously. Rinoa felt the dryness in her mouth, then smiled. “I’ve still got a little energy left in me,” She said to Cerberus, making the dog look at her quizzically. She looked down at nothing, then laughed at herself. She slid out from between the desk and Cerberus and climbed onto all fours. She lowered her head down to the floor again, sticking her hips up in the air.
Without any prompting, once again Cerberus wrapped his paws around Rinoa’s body, beginning to thrust for her. His left head leaned in, affectionately licking her ear as he finally found an entrance, this time only slightly higher, making Rinoa almost laughed until her breath caught within her chest. She moaned with a feral depth and called out with frantic delight as he began once again to thrust inside of her, moving with an even greater intensity than before.