After Hours

Note: Much like the first part, there are some inconsistencies with the real FF8 story. To better fit this plotline, and have some more realism, the SeeD field test takes place several days after the normal exam. The Seed results also don’t happen until later the next day.

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Dollet was eerily peaceful for a city under siege.


For days she prepared for the SeeD field exam, not knowing in the slightest what would happen. Although she knew deep down she had nothing to worry about. For just a moment she thought of what happened two nights ago in Instructors Trepe’s office. She still wasn’t over the shock.

“Tilmitt! Pay attention!” the SeeD snapped
“S-Sorry!” Selphie Tilmittt stammered.

The SeeD continued. “Its our job to hold the beach to prevent the enemy from attacking the Garden ships.”

“Sounds boring!” said Jade, one of the other SeeD trainees.
“That’s our orders.” said the Squad Leader.
“Why not go in to the city like Siefer and the others?”

The black haired boy near the back adjusted his glasses. “If Galbadia comes and destroys these ships, then we don’t have a way out of here. Not to mention reinforcements won’t be here for hours.
“That’s right Arc, if this mission fails then it’ll be up me and the other SeeDs to finish the job.”

SeeD… it’s what she wanted to be her entire life. The most elite and trained soldiers in the world. If there’s a problem, then SeeDs could defiantly solve it! Selphie noticed the other squads moving into the city, while their own stayed behind to protect the shore. The SeeD left them with a little encouragement and returned to the other higher ranked soldiers. Then the waiting began because apparently the Gallbadians had no desire to try and attack their means of escape.

The hours ticked away, and boredom crept in. The other team members weren’t talking… and Arc seemed to be avoiding her. She stared at him for a moment but turned away in anger. She had opened herself completely to him and now he wasn’t giving her the time of day. She thought about it all the time, that one night. She was a fool to think everything would be the same, but even better but here was the proof that she was wrong. Her attention wondered room her task at hand, and she kneeled down and stared at the ground.

After she left the Instructors office she saw Arc waiting for the elevator that lead to the dorms. She began to run to catch up, but something stopped her and she hid against the wall before he saw her. After that they never saw each other until they we’re grouped together like this. During the short car ride to Balamb she smiled at him, but he just looked away. She didn’t try again after that.

“Shyness. Maybe that was it.” she thought. “or embarrassment… or maybe even regret…”

Selphie felt the ground hit her face and the foot pinned her down.

“What is this?! This a SeeD?” said a voice.
“No way, this little thing? To small for a SeeD.” said another.

Galbadians! She couldn’t look around, but she heard her teammates engaged in battle. Caught off guard because of her own stupid problems! She struggled to get free or reach for her knunchucks, but they were to strong and kept her forced down.

“Looks more like a member off the Balamb cheerleading squad.”
“Just finish her off and be done with it. We’re behind schedule.”

“This is it” she thought. But the pressure let off her back and she quickly got o her feet and drew her weapon. In front of her stood a beautiful blue woman. The woman extended her finger, and magic gathered until it was unleashed as a deadly shard into the Galbadians chest. It wasn’t a woman at all, it was a Guardian Force… Shiva’s he recalled. Selphie looked around, the other Galbadians we’re down as well. But where was…?

Arc was right beside her, holding his battle staff. With a twitch of the staff Shiva returned to him and materialized back into his body. Arc wasn’t much for physical fighting she remembered… which is why he was so good in Instructors Trepe’s GF class.

“Thanks… Arc.”
“No problem.” and he awkwardly smiled. They just stood there looking at each other for a moment when the Squad Leaded called for her.

“Selphie! Next time be on your guard!”
She broke from her stare and turned to face her leaded. “s-sorry!”
“We have new orders, and your going to play messenger. Go find Seifer Almasy’s Squad and give him this. It’s urgent” He handed her a small note “The SeeD’s just gave us orders to move out. They think we’re done here.”

“Yes sir!” She gave the SeeD salute and turned. She gave a quick glace to Arc, who was staring out to the sea. With a sigh she ran to find Seifer.

After Hours
Part 2

~Written by Arc

It was a warm, clear night, and Sephie was enjoying being outside. The stage area in Balamb Garden was on a balcony… overlooking the fast fields below. Above her was another field entirely… of stars and a flawless moon. It was a perfect night…

…almost. One person was missing. Thoughts of a couple nights invaded her mind once again. Even if she was promised a passing SeeD grade by Instructor Trepe for fulfilling her bizarre fantasy… She was quite sure she would have passed today anyway. With the help of Squall and Zell, she was able to bring down that huge metal spider thing before it destroyed their only escape…. Not to mention them.

After that she was rushed into the transport with the two boys and Instructor Trepe. Who, of course, didn’t give her a second glance. Although her stomach did get tense for a moment. It passed almost immediately. When they arrived back at the Balamb, she didn’t even meet up with her old squad. She stuck with Squall. She never saw Arc after he had saved her.

And now here she was, at the spot where the garden Festival would be held in a couple weeks time. She couldn’t sleep despite her wiriness, and she had gotten special permission to be out late to work on the festival. There wasn’t much to do at the moment without help. So she was making little doodles on a piece of paper about how she should decorate.

She sat there drawing.

“Let’s see here… “ she spoke to herself. “flowers here and here… maybe some lights here… oh! Yeah! Flashing lights right there!”

It was looking pretty good, if she had someone good enough to do it. Maybe Arc would help?
Without really realizing she began drawing a face on the paper… as good a face as could anyway. Scruffy black hair… cute little glasses… I guess it did look Arc if you squinted enough. She began drawing the rest of him. She got down to the waist, and guiltily didn’t put a shirt on him.

“Oh well.” she thought, and continued to draw, probing the back of her mind to remember how he looked that night. Average body, not athletic like many of the other students. And his light blue eyes that told her that she could trust him. Her breathing deepened as she drew more…

She jumped as she heard footsteps. She quickly crumbled up the paper and threw it under the stage. Selphie looked back, the boy from her drawing was walking toward her.

Selphie got to her feet. “What are you doing here?!”

Arc scratched the back of his head. “Well, you asked me to help with the festival.”
“Oh right… well, there’s not much to do tonight.”
“Ah.. Okay. I’ll go then.”

A little to quickly he turned around and begin to walk off. He obviously didn’t want to confront her so soon.

“No wait!” She ran after him and grabbed his arm. “You can still help.”

He looked at her holding his arm.

“Oh c’mon… you can’t be shy because I’m holding your ARM. I held more than that.” She said teasingly. She hoped the joke was appropriate. Was it to soon to tease?
“…yeah…”
“Look, it’s okay to be a little embarrassed. I guess I am to… But I can’t pretend it never happened, and I didn’t like it.”
“I guess…”
“So c’mon! help me design the stage!” she said, handing him her pencil and paper.
“Sure.”

They spent the new few moments discussing the layout of the stage. Arc would occasionally jot something down on his paper. And whenever Selphie got a little close he would nervously back away a step. After a bit he was on his own, walking around the stage and taking notes. He obviously didn’t need her at the moment, so she walked over to a small grassy area and laid down. It was a exhausting day. She began to drift of to sleep…

“Hey Selphie, what color do you want the.. Oh… am I bothering you?”
“Huh? Oh… no.. I was just… what? What color?”
Arc was knelling beside her. “For the streamers above the stage here.”
“Color… oh I don’t know. Ask me later. Come lay with me. Let’s call it a night and just relax for a bit.”

Arc was hesitant. Ha! What did he think she was going to do? Then, she realized, maybe he thought of her as some filthy minded girl…. But to Selphie’s surprise he did. He didn’t lay down close to her though.

“Long day…” he said. “After you left three more Galbadians came. We took care of them though. Easy work.”
“We had a big robot to take care of.. He never gave up!”
“We saw. It took Instructor Trepe’s gatling gun to take it down.”

After hearing Quistis’ name, Selphie had to bring the subject up.

“At least we knew we we’re going to pass.”
“Huh? Oh right…well…”
“What?” She turned to Arc. “What do you mean?”

“I talked to Instructor Trepe before the exam. I asked her to judge me fairly.”

Selphie laughed. “Well, your good enough I suppose. I think I did a good job to.”
“Trust me, if you did half as good as you said, you would be a SeeD no problem.”
She hesitated. “Is what I did wrong?”
Arc didn’t answer.
Selphie sighed. “Yeah…”

“It didn’t feel wrong.” Arc whispered. “The next night I had a hard time sleeping without you there.”
“Yeah.. Me to.”

They laid in silence.

“Sooo…” said Selphie “Do you mind if get a little closer?”
“Sure…”

Selphie playful ling rolled over until she had her arms over Arc. No more words were necessary. She leaned over and kissed his nose. He smiled… and kissed back. He began kissing her cheek… but she pulled her head up… and looked back.

“What is it?”
“N..nothing. I thought someone was watching us.”

A little tense from the slight scare she rolled on top of Arc and once again resumed. But it didn’t feel right. Arc wasn’t pulling her closer, or even kissing back half the time. She stopped, and looked back again.. Expecting to see someone.

“Again?”
“I’m sorry!.. I just… keep thinking I sense someone watching.” She rolled off. “I guess I’m not in the mood.”
Arc got to his knees. “Maybe your tired…”
“I’m sorry….”
“Not your fault.”

For the third time she turned around … swearing she saw someone out of the corner of her eye. She got to her feet and looked off into the shrubs. She saw nothing except the breeze moving the leaves. Arc was behind her.
“Maybe it’s a bird or something.”
“This sounds silly, but I thought it was Quistis.”
“Instructor Trepe?”
“Yeah… like she was watching us… just now.”
“Like the other day.”
“…yeah…”

She hadn’t noticed Arc putting his arms around her waist…pressing himself against her… and without a word she moved her body with his. But like before… it wore off.

“You stopped…”
“Sorry…”

Selphie was annoyed. “Then why did you start!”
Arc, for the first time since she known him, got defensive. “Hey, you stopped to!”
“Because you weren’t… you know… encouraging me.”

Arc fell silent.

Selphie sighed. And turned away.

“I’ll go then… see you tomorrow?
“Yeah.. Ok” She said, despite her bitterness. No reason o be to mad… but she didn’t watch him begin to walk off.

What happened? She was in the mood… she had the opportunity… but then it stopped. Because she heard something? Maybe, maybe he was scared of being caught. Although the fact made her more excited to be honest.

“I shouldn’t force him in to anything” she thought “He was kind of forced in to the first time to. He obviously wanted to… but if Quistis wasn’t in her odd mood that night…”

Selphie remembered Quistis . Her dark blonde hair, her icy blue eyes and her lips she could almost feel on hers…

The realization hit her hard, but she didn’t believe it. All her feelings couldn’t be about her Instructor, because that night she was totally focused on Arc. That’s who she cared about. Yet… she couldn’t get her out of her mind. She glanced back… Arc was still in sight, walking slowly to the central area of the Garden. There was still time…

Selphie ran up to the boy, jumped onto him catching him by surprised and kissed him quickly on the lips
“Selphie?” he said, a little shocked.
“So, are you still interested in me?”
Arc replied shyly. “..yes. But… you know… before.”
“Be quiet and follow me! We have to be sneaky…”

And she grabbed his hand and quickly walked away from the balcony.

***

Selphie still has Arc by the arm as they snuck thought he halls.

“Are we…. Going to your dorm or something?” Asked Arc. He was looking around, noticing this wasn’t her hall anyway.
“No.” Selphie said simply.
“Then where…?” he started.
“Shhhh! Just wait.”

Selphie noted the names on the doors as they passed. She knew it was here somewhere… The anticipation was getting unbearable for her. But she knew for it all to work one thing was needed. One thing for it to work. Finally, they stopped.

“Here we are!”
“Selphie… this is someone’s room!” he whispered harshly. “If you really want to… we can go to my room.”
“No. Look who’s room”

Arc peered over and read the letters on the door, and let out a heavy breath. The letters read:

“Instructor Quistis Trepe. SeeD Level 10”

“Are you crazy?!” he whispered again. “Your going to ask the Instructor… to… join us?”
“What? No!” she said quickly. But she had to admit, the thought was tempting. “Look, before on the baloney. I was all over you.”
“I was nervous.” he said defensively.
“Me to, but that’s not why you weren’t interested.”
Arc was silent. Selphie pressed her ear against the door. There was no sound, and the lights were off.
“Just follow me. She’s sleeping”

Selphie expected some resistance to Arc… going into a teachers room. But apparently her theory was correct. The promise of Quistis was to much for him.

Due to a slip up, when Selphie was given the keys to the supply room to prepare for the Festival, a extra key was there. It was clearly marked as “Dorm.” She has since tried it, quickly in passing; on a random door. She unlocked without a hitch and quickly undid it, and went on her way. As she expected, the cardkey worked on Quistis’ door as well. They quietly crept inside.

Quistis’ room was like any other, but since she was a instructor it was a bit bigger. Moonlight naturally lit her walls, so they could easily see inside. Nothing caught her interest right away. He walls were dotted with photos of her students (Selphie noticed a few of herself and Arc), and a various weapons were displayed on the walls. Among them a number of deadly whips, her weapon of choice.

In the corner of the room was the bed, and her Instructor was inside, soundly asleep. Only her head was visible over the blankets, despite the warm night.

“Selphie?” started Arc, very softly “What are we doing in here?” and he added nervously “We’re not going to do anything to Instructor Trepe are we? Look… we could get into so much trouble…”

“Quiet…” she said, and she reached her arm toward the sleeping Quistis. She concentrated…. As she felt her arm tingle and warm up as the energy within her began to be unleashed. She was never very good with Guardian Forces, but she tried as hard as she could. A form began to appear in front of them. She pulled Arc closer , to help her concentrate. The vague outline of the GF begin to move, and Selphie pointed to the bed. A sweet song filled the room… and after a moment the GF stopped, and disappeared.

“I’m still not that good with GFs, but that should be enough.”
“Was that Siren? Why did you…?”

Selphie interrupted him with a deep kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and forcing him backwards. What she released him he was at a loss for words, and she quickly scanned the room.

“Perfect.” And she kissed him again, and again pushed him back, until he fell down into a soft , retractable armchair in the opposite corner.

“You put her to sleep?” Said Arc, when he was free once more.
“Uh huh.” she said simply, as she grabbed the arms of the chair and leaned over Arc.
“Why?”
She giggled “I thought you were smart. Can’t you see why you liked you the other night so much?” She kissed his forehead.
“Well… I do like you…”
“Well duh!” She started him “But you also like Quistis.”
Arc was silent.
“It’s ok, I guess I do to. But the point is she was as much a part of that night as we were.” She said a-matter-of-factly as she started to unbutton his shirt.

Understanding crept over his eyes.

Selphie continued to talk as she was eye to eye with his navel. “Without her, it’s like we don’t even know each other.

Arc’s shirt unbuttoned, she removed herself. She was in hyper mode… she could hardly stand still. Without even waiting for a response from Arc, she unstrapped her yellow dress and unzipped the top, allowing it to fall to the floor. She watched Arc’s eyes stare at her as it fell to the floor.

“What am I doing?” She thought. “Slow down!”

Standing there in her underwear, she bent over and slipped off her shoes. She realized Arc had never seen her in her underwear before. It was a different quality than being completely naked. It was more of a mystery.

She briefly touched her chest has she reached behind and unhooked her bra with the other hand. It unsnapped, and she let it cover her breasts. With a wink she turned around so her back was turned, she let the bra fall. Her bare breast felt free after a long night of waiting. She looked at her Instructor, still under the Siren’s spell. Seeing Quistis laying there… her covers had slipped and revealed a silk nightie… Selphie cupped her breasts… gently rubbing them…. And she remembered Arc.

“Focus…” she whispered. And she glanced backwards. Arc was still watching with great interests… eyes downward toward her butt.

“Like it?” she teased, as she gave a little wiggle She promptly bent over and slid them off, and it dropped around her feet. She shivered, but it was pleasant. She turned around, exposing everything and rubbing her sides. She smiled. “Like you remembered?” She asked. Half teasingly, half worried how she looked.

“Better…” he said “I can admire you now…”

“I want to thank you,” she said, dropping to her knees by him. “For saving me in Dollet.” She rubbed his crotch, feeling him get excited underneath. She toyed with his belt and zipper, pulling his pants down, seeing the budge in his boxers. Selphie rubbed her cheek against the cloth. Teasing him with her touch until Arc’s member peeked out above the seam. She greeted it with a light lick and her and helped the rest of it free.

The boxers came down to meet his pants as Selphie admired Arc in her hands. Before it was so rushed, she hardly had to even think. She went with the moment. But now she knew what she was going to do was going to cause great pleasure to Arc. And she wanted Arc to feel like the most important person alive. After all, he was her first love and the man who saved her. He deserved it.

Gracefully, she placed her lips on the head, working her tongue as her hand kept the rest busy. Only a slight twinge or rustle in the seat was made as she gradually extended her reach down. She placed her hand on Arc’s thighs when they ran out of holding room, lightly scratching with her nails with each motion.

She was hardly aware when the tip of her lips touched the fluff of hair on his body. Mildly impressed with herself, she lifted her head and once again kissed the well moistened top. Arc was growing more uneasy… she didn’t want it to be over so soon. She removed her lips, leaving behind a slight trail of spittle, and looked up and smiled.

“Not done yet!”

Quickly she removed Arc’s pants and boxers from his feet. (he helped by kicking off his shoes) Getting to her feet she leaned into Arc, as the chair reclined backwards more. Sitting on her knees on the chair she locked herself into a kiss. Arc’s hands found her back and her puller her closer. The chair reclined more, until it was a comfortable angle. Her breast pressed against his chest… his hands at the small of her back…her body , by instinct, was moving downward… her loins ached… but she wasn’t ready yet.

Selphie backed away much to Arc’s displeasure.

“Why should you get all the fun? Let‘s she what you‘ve learned.”

She turns around, her legs touching the top of the chair, her face once again meeting Arc’s lower half. She glanced to her sleeping teacher once again.. The Sirens song was still under effect. But in her own world, nothing was happening.

“Arc! Your not getting anything unless you do your part.”

It must have been a little intimidating, she realized. Her back end was practically resting on his face. She playfully ran her fingers up and down his member to motivate him. It came quickly after that. Her insides tingled as he felt his tongue. He obviously didn’t know the best way to go about it. Quick little licks here and there… but it was enough. Selphie grabbed Arc’s shaft and made use of her own tongue. She focused on the lower half… and Arc was gaining confidence. She felt finders dig into her checks, Arc’s nose against her sensitive areas and his mouth explored deeper. Licks and kisses accompanied her own as she stopped teasing and sucked his tip with new found passion.

Selphie’s torso trusted. Arc might be a beginner he caught on quick. It was harder to concentrate. All her built up energy was being unleashed. She wasn’t aware what she was doing to Arc anymore, and she was quite sure she all but stopped. She trusted faster….

…she was ready.

It was hard to drag herself away, but she managed. She faced in the direction of her sleeping Instructor, and leaned her back into Arc’s body. She reached down below, down to her damp lips and spread them. Slowly, carefully, she rested herself onto Arc’ eager member. She slid down easily. Her intensity doubled as she forced herself up and down again, and Arc soon followed suit. Grabbing her waist her helped her. In synchronous motion they continued and she fell onto him.

The girl lifted her legs as far as they could go… to offer the least resistance. Arc’s arms held them up, making it easier. Her arms swung back, wrapping them under his shoulders… support for each upward motion, then the sudden fall back down. Her breasts both bounced freely… giving a strangely satisfying jolt with each impact.

Memories flooded Selphie’s mind in these moments of bliss. She had first came to Balamb in hopes of becoming a SeeD. Almost at once she felt she wasn’t up to the challenge. But one shy boy helped her. Their first real talk was alone in Instructors Trepe’s room. She had come there to ask about the SeeD exams, and as luck would have it, he crush was there to.

“Aaahhhhh!” Selphie let out a short scream. The gliding became more and more natural as her body came to succumb to her feelings.

Quistis has promised Selphie a passing grade if she fulfilled some requirements. She thought it would be intercourse with her instructor, something she secretly wanted. But at the last second Quistis brought Selphie and Arc together. The following minutes were spontaneous, unexpected, and felt totally right. The two students made love on the teachers desk, as the teacher herself watched and told them what she wanted to see.

Selphie let out another short scream, managed to stop it by filling her mouth with Arc’s lips. Arc’s arms, still supporting her levitated legs, made their way to her breast… which he squeezed tightly. The dance continued.

In the end, Quistis did join Arc and her; she had prepared Selphie for Arc’s entry. But other than that, the Instructor simply watched…

Both of the student’s body’s arched at nearly the same time. Her teeth clenched together, tightened every muscle in her body, and berried her face into Arc’s neck Selphie became partially dislodged from Arc in her sudden movement. She felt a warm, oozing sensation around her privates and inner leg. With her last remaining energy, she rubbed against the still ejaculating member… getting every bit she could out of it. She collapsed backwards upon it’s owner when it was all over.

They both breathed heavily, not talking. Selphie wanted to say something perfect… but she couldn’t. She just smiled as she looked into his eyes.

They were both startled with movement. They turned. Quistis has shuffled in her bed, but was still asleep.

“The spells wearing off!” she said quietly. “Be quiet! Try not to wake her.”

Selphie got up, feeling Arc’s juices run down her leg. Quickly they both dressed as best they could given the rush. Arc was already at he door.

“C’mon. Lets go.”
“Wait…” she said “I have to look at her.”
“I’ll wait outside.” And he opened the door and left the room, obviously nervous.

Quistis laid motionless. The covers were now only covered her lower body due to her movement in her sleep. One of her arms was resting on her chest

Asleep, Instructor Trepe had a different quality about her. Awake she could be called intimidating, because despite her appearance she was very strict. Or was she? She was always nice enough, especially to students she liked. She was the schools youngest Instructor… maybe she was trying hard to fit in. Asleep Quistis looked exactly like she was: A nineteen year old woman, just as venerable and helpless as anyone. And perhaps… maybe… a lonely one.

Selphie placed her hand on her sleeping Instructor for a moment. Her hand was warm, and her cheeks flushed.

“Thank you.” she whispered. She wasn’t exactly sure for what she was thanking her for. But she knew it was something important.

She hardly noticed the moist fingertips of the sleeping Quistis when he removed her hands. Without a glace back, she hurried out of the room.

The End.

Special thanks to The Twin Yuna for helping me and supporting me with this sequel. She loved the idea when I told her, so I knew it was good. When developing ideas for this part, I came up with another plotline, which brings Selphie, Arc, and Quistis’ relationship full circle. So there will be a third and final act!

Leave me some feedback! You can E-mail if you want at arc_chan7@yahoo.com, and please, leave a review.


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