FFX: Jeannette's Tale
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Category:
Final Fantasy X › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
1,057
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy X, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Lulu and Jeannette (or why I have a soft spot for gothy girls)
Chapter 2: "Jeannette Meets Lulu"
Jeanette sighed irritably. She was not pleased with where she was. And especially not with how she’d gotten there.
The where was some tiny hut on an island called Besaid. It wasn’t particularly interesting, but she had no idea where Besaid was, so she couldn’t go elsewhere.
The how, though, was a longer story. She and Rikku had done the job, turning some sunken wreck on and returning to the ship. However, just as Rikku had been leading Jeanette to her quarters, the same monster that had caused this whole mess had reappeared. During Sin’s attack, Jeanette had fallen overboard, and been knocked out.
She came to rather unpleasantly as a blitzball ricocheted off her head. She had looked around to find the owner, and immediately punted the ball back at the guy on the beach. Long story short: he didn’t understand her story, but thought Sin had done something to her mind, so he’d taken her back to his village to rest. Then this Wakka guy had been called by someone else to fetch a “summoner.” He had left Jeanette to her own devices, and now she was b. An. And with several others in the hut that she did NOT want to share intimacy with, her usual solution for boredom wasn’t applicable.
To pass the time, she asked about what a summoner was, using that excuse Wakka had given her of having “Sin Toxin,” whatever the hell that was. From the small discussion, she learned that summoners were people who gave their lives to beat Sin,houghough it always came back a few years later. Jeanette couldn’t help but think the system was fairly stupid and pointless.
She didn’t get a chance to say so, though, for there was a commotion outside and everyone left to see it. Jeanette followed them, and saw Wakka and a large, blue, catlike humanoid escorting a very lovely girl out of the temple. From the murmurs of those around, Jeanette gathered that this demure, sexy lady was the summoner that Wakka had gone to check.
And then, another woman emerged from the temple, and Jeanette’s breath caught. She was BEAUTIFUL. Wearing a black dress with several belts towards the bottom keeping it together, her large breasts barely covered by it…gorgeous black hair held up against pale, soft skin, and a beautiful face…Jeanette had always been a believer in lust at first sight, but now she also believed in love at first sight. This woman following the other three was heavenly. Jeanette’s loins panged in want.
Not entirely conscious of what she was doing, Jeanette made her way to the small procession and greeted Wakka.
“Hey, Wakka…is this the girl you went to check on?” she asked, motioning to the summoner. Wakka grunted affirmative.
“Who is this, Wakka?” the summoner asked.
“Oh, ya, introductions! Dis’s Jeanette, Yuna. I found’er on da beach. She’s got some real bad Sin toxin…I’m thinkin’ she should stay here in da village till she get better, ya? Jeanette, dis’s Yuna, da summoner,” he announced, pride in his voice.
They exchanged pleasantries.
“And dis is Kimahri…he dun say much, but he’s a good guy, ya?”
Kimahri did not return Jeanette’s greeting, simply staring.
“And dis is Lulu. We three’re Yuna’s guardians.”
Jeanette turned to the woman who had caught her attention moments before and found that Lulu was staring at her much the same way. Although no emotion was betrayed, the unconsciously hard stare that Lulu was giving Jeanette made the woman a little horny. It was obvious that Lulu enjoyed what she was seeing: a lithe, toned blonde woman in a blitzball costume consisting of a long-sleeved, black Chinese-style leotard (spandex, of course, that showed off her body and her well-shaped C-Cup breasts), thigh-high tight rubber stockings which partially covered the fishnet stockings beneath, with her hair tied in a high, sleek golden ponytail.
“Hi,” Jeanette greeted her cheerfully.
Lulu’s gaze was broken at the word, and though again her face did not betray emotion, Jeanette knew thwas was some embarrassment she could see in the woman’s eyes. “Hello, Jeanette. Nice to meet you.”
The voice was silky, smooth, yet dark, deep, and mysterious. If the looks hadn’t done it, the voice was the clincher--Jeanette suddenly knew that she had found the person she’d been searching for lately.
She had to have Lulu.
Jeanette sighed irritably. She was not pleased with where she was. And especially not with how she’d gotten there.
The where was some tiny hut on an island called Besaid. It wasn’t particularly interesting, but she had no idea where Besaid was, so she couldn’t go elsewhere.
The how, though, was a longer story. She and Rikku had done the job, turning some sunken wreck on and returning to the ship. However, just as Rikku had been leading Jeanette to her quarters, the same monster that had caused this whole mess had reappeared. During Sin’s attack, Jeanette had fallen overboard, and been knocked out.
She came to rather unpleasantly as a blitzball ricocheted off her head. She had looked around to find the owner, and immediately punted the ball back at the guy on the beach. Long story short: he didn’t understand her story, but thought Sin had done something to her mind, so he’d taken her back to his village to rest. Then this Wakka guy had been called by someone else to fetch a “summoner.” He had left Jeanette to her own devices, and now she was b. An. And with several others in the hut that she did NOT want to share intimacy with, her usual solution for boredom wasn’t applicable.
To pass the time, she asked about what a summoner was, using that excuse Wakka had given her of having “Sin Toxin,” whatever the hell that was. From the small discussion, she learned that summoners were people who gave their lives to beat Sin,houghough it always came back a few years later. Jeanette couldn’t help but think the system was fairly stupid and pointless.
She didn’t get a chance to say so, though, for there was a commotion outside and everyone left to see it. Jeanette followed them, and saw Wakka and a large, blue, catlike humanoid escorting a very lovely girl out of the temple. From the murmurs of those around, Jeanette gathered that this demure, sexy lady was the summoner that Wakka had gone to check.
And then, another woman emerged from the temple, and Jeanette’s breath caught. She was BEAUTIFUL. Wearing a black dress with several belts towards the bottom keeping it together, her large breasts barely covered by it…gorgeous black hair held up against pale, soft skin, and a beautiful face…Jeanette had always been a believer in lust at first sight, but now she also believed in love at first sight. This woman following the other three was heavenly. Jeanette’s loins panged in want.
Not entirely conscious of what she was doing, Jeanette made her way to the small procession and greeted Wakka.
“Hey, Wakka…is this the girl you went to check on?” she asked, motioning to the summoner. Wakka grunted affirmative.
“Who is this, Wakka?” the summoner asked.
“Oh, ya, introductions! Dis’s Jeanette, Yuna. I found’er on da beach. She’s got some real bad Sin toxin…I’m thinkin’ she should stay here in da village till she get better, ya? Jeanette, dis’s Yuna, da summoner,” he announced, pride in his voice.
They exchanged pleasantries.
“And dis is Kimahri…he dun say much, but he’s a good guy, ya?”
Kimahri did not return Jeanette’s greeting, simply staring.
“And dis is Lulu. We three’re Yuna’s guardians.”
Jeanette turned to the woman who had caught her attention moments before and found that Lulu was staring at her much the same way. Although no emotion was betrayed, the unconsciously hard stare that Lulu was giving Jeanette made the woman a little horny. It was obvious that Lulu enjoyed what she was seeing: a lithe, toned blonde woman in a blitzball costume consisting of a long-sleeved, black Chinese-style leotard (spandex, of course, that showed off her body and her well-shaped C-Cup breasts), thigh-high tight rubber stockings which partially covered the fishnet stockings beneath, with her hair tied in a high, sleek golden ponytail.
“Hi,” Jeanette greeted her cheerfully.
Lulu’s gaze was broken at the word, and though again her face did not betray emotion, Jeanette knew thwas was some embarrassment she could see in the woman’s eyes. “Hello, Jeanette. Nice to meet you.”
The voice was silky, smooth, yet dark, deep, and mysterious. If the looks hadn’t done it, the voice was the clincher--Jeanette suddenly knew that she had found the person she’d been searching for lately.
She had to have Lulu.