Cold Wind
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
809
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Cold Wind::Chapter 2
Thanks everyone for their comments ^^ I don't listen to flamers generally but in light of getting the flame I felt like explaining my theory. I wanted to post it before but I knew th foreword would get crazy long if I did.
Once again none of these characters belong to me. Just a little bit of 'self love', frustration and tension building here.
Chapter 2
Yazoo’s POV
A while later I wake up to something. Some sound that I can’t quite place in my sleepy mind. I lay in my bag for a while. The wind carries on it a chill and a sound that is undeniably your voice, let loose in the smallest of moans. I tense up and resist the urge to open my eyes. I don’t want you to realize I’m awake. Most of me doesn’t want to embarrass you for something so natural, but a part of me wants to simply hear you. I listen to your movements and your quickened breathing, so fast, almost panicked sounding. I can tell you want to get this over quickly. After a few moments of listening to you I can feel my own body responding in a predictable way and I have to hold back a frown. It wouldn’t do for me to join you in something so intimate
Kadaj’s POV
I stop for a moment and let my eyes drift open, something tells me that you are awake…but you don’t look it. I keep my eyes open as I resume my actions, touching and kneading myself. Gasps leave my lips ever so often . As I do this I think of hands touching me that are not my own. The figure is faceless, but it’s hair is long and feels like silk on my skin and the hands are encased in soft leather gloves. I reach a hand down to softly caress my sack and then skim a finger over my entrance, the sensation sends a thrill up my spine. After a little while longer I can feel my body tense and ready, I work at myself faster until I finish with a shudder and a sigh of breath, biting my lip to keep any other noise from escaping. I smirk at the fact that I am making a mess in my underwear, but it wouldn’t be the first time. I withdraw my hands and then realize with a grimace that I am going to have to get up and clean myself. I resign myself to it with a sigh, zip up and then head to the small stream near us.
Yazoo’s POV
I stay tense until you leave. As soon as you are away from me I snake a hand down to myself and squeeze gently to relieve some of the pressure. So odd to be so excited after hearing you….or was it? My feelings towards you are ever becoming more convoluted and confusing. As I hear you return I have to hold in a groan of frustration. I want to touch myself, lose myself in pleasure as you have just done. But I resign myself to wait. It is harder tonight than it normally is, focusing my mind on emptiness, on other things, anything but the sweetness of your moans, but eventually I get my body to calm. By the time I do I can hear your breath evened out, sleeping so peacefully. I match my breath with yours, wondering how it felt, but I find that your breaths are too fast for me and I soon even out to my own unique pattern and fall into sleep.
Sooo...what did you think? Sorry this chapter was so short but I didn't feel that if I continued it that it would flow like I want it to.
Once again none of these characters belong to me. Just a little bit of 'self love', frustration and tension building here.
Chapter 2
Yazoo’s POV
A while later I wake up to something. Some sound that I can’t quite place in my sleepy mind. I lay in my bag for a while. The wind carries on it a chill and a sound that is undeniably your voice, let loose in the smallest of moans. I tense up and resist the urge to open my eyes. I don’t want you to realize I’m awake. Most of me doesn’t want to embarrass you for something so natural, but a part of me wants to simply hear you. I listen to your movements and your quickened breathing, so fast, almost panicked sounding. I can tell you want to get this over quickly. After a few moments of listening to you I can feel my own body responding in a predictable way and I have to hold back a frown. It wouldn’t do for me to join you in something so intimate
Kadaj’s POV
I stop for a moment and let my eyes drift open, something tells me that you are awake…but you don’t look it. I keep my eyes open as I resume my actions, touching and kneading myself. Gasps leave my lips ever so often . As I do this I think of hands touching me that are not my own. The figure is faceless, but it’s hair is long and feels like silk on my skin and the hands are encased in soft leather gloves. I reach a hand down to softly caress my sack and then skim a finger over my entrance, the sensation sends a thrill up my spine. After a little while longer I can feel my body tense and ready, I work at myself faster until I finish with a shudder and a sigh of breath, biting my lip to keep any other noise from escaping. I smirk at the fact that I am making a mess in my underwear, but it wouldn’t be the first time. I withdraw my hands and then realize with a grimace that I am going to have to get up and clean myself. I resign myself to it with a sigh, zip up and then head to the small stream near us.
Yazoo’s POV
I stay tense until you leave. As soon as you are away from me I snake a hand down to myself and squeeze gently to relieve some of the pressure. So odd to be so excited after hearing you….or was it? My feelings towards you are ever becoming more convoluted and confusing. As I hear you return I have to hold in a groan of frustration. I want to touch myself, lose myself in pleasure as you have just done. But I resign myself to wait. It is harder tonight than it normally is, focusing my mind on emptiness, on other things, anything but the sweetness of your moans, but eventually I get my body to calm. By the time I do I can hear your breath evened out, sleeping so peacefully. I match my breath with yours, wondering how it felt, but I find that your breaths are too fast for me and I soon even out to my own unique pattern and fall into sleep.
Sooo...what did you think? Sorry this chapter was so short but I didn't feel that if I continued it that it would flow like I want it to.