The Dresspheres
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Final Fantasy Games › Final Fantasy X-2
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
1,915
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.
Gunner
“We should do something more exciting,” Rikku says, leaning back, back, until she can feel her braids tickling her lower back, the grass vaguely ticklish against her bare thigh.
“Rikku, that fiend nearly killed us just now.” Paine is shaking a bit, her hands on Rikku’s hips, since Rikku is currently sitting on Paine’s thighs.
“Wrong kind of exciting, babe.” Rikku squirms on top of Paine, rubbing along Paine’s bare belly, her calloused hands warm on Paine’s skin.
Paine sits up on her elbows and looks up at Rikku. “Since when do you call me babe?”
“Since now,” Rikku says, squirming as bits of Paine’s belts poke her.
“So what kind of “exciting” are you talking about, exactly?” Paine tries to muster up the effort to push Rikku off of her, but at the moment, she’s too tired and too sweaty and generally feeling crappy.
“I dunno, think maybe we should… spice it up?” Rikku’s gun digs into Paine’s thigh, feeling almost like an erection.
“Rikku…” Paine’s voice has a hint of warning.
“What?” Rikku squirms, trying to get more comfortable. She leans forward, giving Paine a view down her top and poking Paine even more in the thigh with the damn gun. “C’mon, it could be fun.”
Paine groans again. “Rikku…” she grumbles.
“What?”
Paine growls. “Fine.” She sits up, pushing Rikku flat onto her back and forcing her to be all splayed out. “You want spice?” She digs around in Rikku’s holster and grabs her gun. “Spice.”
Rikku squeaks and stares at the gun. “Uh, Paine?”
“Yes?” Paine unloads the bullets, stuffing them into her pocket so they don’t get lost among the grass in the night-dark Calm Lands.
“What, exactly, are you doing?”
“You wanted spice. I’m giving you spice.” Paine strokes the snub nose of the gun along Rikku’s belly, the cold metal making her muscles jump.
“But… this isn’t spice. Spice is.. Spice is, uh, orange peel and coriander, not… not guns! ‘cause guns are dangerous…” Rikku closes her eyes, because the metal is warming up, and if feels funny and weirdly good, especially as it circles around her breasts through her top.
“You should… specify,” Paine says dryly, moving the gun up, to stroke Rikku’s cheek. “Well, you love the things anyway.”
“Yeah, but that’s like the difference between loving you and loving… Brother!” Rikku’s voice squeaks as she feels the barrel press under her chin.
“That’s…” Paine raises an eyebrow and puts the gun down, leaning down to kiss Rikku. “An odd comparison.”
“Next time we do…” Rikku blushes a bit and squirms, “we do something spicy, can it not be life threatening?”
“I did put the bullets away,” Paine points out.
“Okay, okay.” Rikku squirms out from under Paine. “I’d rather use your pretty new toy, okay?”
“It isn’t that new anymore,” Paine says, and leans forward to kiss Rikku.
Rikku rolls her eyes, then quickly pulls away, because she hears the crunch of Yuna’s boots as she walks on the grass. She grins and squeezes Paine’s hand, because she still wants to show some affection, even if she doesn’t want to traumatize Yuna.
Paine rolls her eyes, but she squeezes back, then lets go so that Rikku can wave at Yuna.
“Rikku, that fiend nearly killed us just now.” Paine is shaking a bit, her hands on Rikku’s hips, since Rikku is currently sitting on Paine’s thighs.
“Wrong kind of exciting, babe.” Rikku squirms on top of Paine, rubbing along Paine’s bare belly, her calloused hands warm on Paine’s skin.
Paine sits up on her elbows and looks up at Rikku. “Since when do you call me babe?”
“Since now,” Rikku says, squirming as bits of Paine’s belts poke her.
“So what kind of “exciting” are you talking about, exactly?” Paine tries to muster up the effort to push Rikku off of her, but at the moment, she’s too tired and too sweaty and generally feeling crappy.
“I dunno, think maybe we should… spice it up?” Rikku’s gun digs into Paine’s thigh, feeling almost like an erection.
“Rikku…” Paine’s voice has a hint of warning.
“What?” Rikku squirms, trying to get more comfortable. She leans forward, giving Paine a view down her top and poking Paine even more in the thigh with the damn gun. “C’mon, it could be fun.”
Paine groans again. “Rikku…” she grumbles.
“What?”
Paine growls. “Fine.” She sits up, pushing Rikku flat onto her back and forcing her to be all splayed out. “You want spice?” She digs around in Rikku’s holster and grabs her gun. “Spice.”
Rikku squeaks and stares at the gun. “Uh, Paine?”
“Yes?” Paine unloads the bullets, stuffing them into her pocket so they don’t get lost among the grass in the night-dark Calm Lands.
“What, exactly, are you doing?”
“You wanted spice. I’m giving you spice.” Paine strokes the snub nose of the gun along Rikku’s belly, the cold metal making her muscles jump.
“But… this isn’t spice. Spice is.. Spice is, uh, orange peel and coriander, not… not guns! ‘cause guns are dangerous…” Rikku closes her eyes, because the metal is warming up, and if feels funny and weirdly good, especially as it circles around her breasts through her top.
“You should… specify,” Paine says dryly, moving the gun up, to stroke Rikku’s cheek. “Well, you love the things anyway.”
“Yeah, but that’s like the difference between loving you and loving… Brother!” Rikku’s voice squeaks as she feels the barrel press under her chin.
“That’s…” Paine raises an eyebrow and puts the gun down, leaning down to kiss Rikku. “An odd comparison.”
“Next time we do…” Rikku blushes a bit and squirms, “we do something spicy, can it not be life threatening?”
“I did put the bullets away,” Paine points out.
“Okay, okay.” Rikku squirms out from under Paine. “I’d rather use your pretty new toy, okay?”
“It isn’t that new anymore,” Paine says, and leans forward to kiss Rikku.
Rikku rolls her eyes, then quickly pulls away, because she hears the crunch of Yuna’s boots as she walks on the grass. She grins and squeezes Paine’s hand, because she still wants to show some affection, even if she doesn’t want to traumatize Yuna.
Paine rolls her eyes, but she squeezes back, then lets go so that Rikku can wave at Yuna.