Squall's Revenge

Squall’s Revenge

A Final Fantasy VIII Fan Fic

All characters and locations are owned by SquareSoft

Rated NC-17 for language and sexual content

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By Bubblegom

Chapter Four

A Date For Roller Derby
For Arashi

One week had passed, all was quiet. There were no tearful recriminations. There were no angry accusations. Irvine didn’t even tell Selphie what that blow job thingie was, but he was envious of Squall, once he got a good look at Harriet.

Then on Thursday afternoon, Rinoa approached Squall while passing in the hall and said, “I heard you were thinking about asking me to go to Roller Derby.”

“Well, yes, I was,” admitted Squall surprised.

“I would love to go,” answered Rinoa.

“Oh, great, well, how about we go tonight then?” asked Squall, for once actually making a decision as far as Rinoa was concerned.

“That’ll be super! In case you don’t know, they’re in Esthar tonight. I still keep close tabs on the league since I was a kid.” Rinoa smiled impishly at him.

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At seven o’clock that evening Squall and a very excited Rinoa stood in line outside of the Esthar Roller Derby Dome. Turning to Squall the pretty young woman expressed, “I can’t believe you finally asked me. I’ve wanted you to for such a long time.”

Squall smiled vacantly at her, but wondered what he was missing concerning the importance of inviting Rinoa to attend Roller Derby. When they reached the ticket taker, a tall man with dark hair and wearing a dark green sports coat bearing a badge that read V.I.P. staff stepped forward.

‘Oh no! What now?’ Squall worried.

“Mr. Leonhart, I take it,” the man greeted, nodding at Squall. “And Ms. Heartilly,” he said, glancing questioningly at Rinoa.

“Yes!” she chirped just as bright as a little bug.

Relieved that someone had answered him, the man turned his attention to the beaming young woman and away from the scowling Squall. “President Loire has taken care of everything. Please follow me.”

The man bowed and then led them to an elevator. When the doors opened he motioned for them to enter first and then he followed. He punched the button for the very topmost floor. The express elevator shot to the top of the arena in a few seconds.

The elevator doors once again opened. The man bowed and graciously intoned, “After you,” inviting Squall and Rinoa to step out first. As soon as their stomachs caught up with the rest of their bodies, the young couple stepped forward into a huge mostly glassed in room that overlooked the entire arena.

Rinoa threw her arms open wide and ran around the room embarrassing the taciturn Squall. “Oh, this is lovely!” she exclaimed. “Isn’t it Squall?”

Not waiting for an answer, the excited young woman ran to the windows directly over looking the roller derby track. “Look Squall, you can see everything from here! Oh! They’re releasing the balloons!” Rinoa called out to her silent handsome young man, much like another heroine did many years before at Gold Saucer.

“This is the President’s private viewing box. You will find plenty of food available over there at that smorgasbord and the refrigerator is stocked with beverages. If you should need anything else, just push that buzzer there on the wall. You will be left completely alone unless you decide otherwise. Just draw those curtains there for complete privacy. I shall now leave you to your viewing enjoyment.”

“Oh no sir,” the man murmured when Squall attempted to slip him a gratuity. “We are not allowed to accept tips, but perhaps if someone chose to leave some money it would find its way into my pocket.”

The man bowed again and closed the door behind him on his way out. “This is really nice,” Squall said woodenly still feeling extremely anxious to be alone in such a situation with Rinoa.

He seated himself in a large swivel chair with arms. It was located directly in front of the windows looking down on the oval. Pulling out the slim program he had purchased while waiting in line, he began to peruse it.

“Who did you say are playing first?” Squall asked.

Rinoa reached out and plucked the program from his hand. She then threw it without looking over her shoulder.

“Hey!” complained Squall.

“Hey yourself,” Rinoa said and smiled at him and then wrinkled her nose at him like Samantha.

“I thought you wanted to watch the matches – if you didn’t care, why did we come here?” he questioned.

“So I could have my way with you,” she said giggling. Rinoa spun the chair around to her as she leaned in on Squall resting her arms around his neck. She left a long lingering kiss on his lips. Her perfume intoxicated him and caused him to feel high or was it the kiss? He couldn’t help but look at her low cut blouse and the beginnings of the swelling mounds of her breasts that was available to his eyes. Squall could feel his penis stirring.

‘No! Not now,’ he thought almost hysterically.

Rinoa could literally see the gears working within Squall’s mind. He was not a subtle man. That was one of the things she loved most about him. She’d had her fill of the poseurs and politickers.

“So you knew all along about Laguna’s private box, didn’t you?” Squall asked.

“Uh huh.”

“So you arranged it so I would invite you when the matches were in Esthar and then of course you contacted Laguna. You knew he would offer his private box to us,” he continued.

“You bet.”

“You’re pretty sneaky.” He grinned at her.

“Yep, it’s best you remember that.”

Rinoa sat lightly crossways on his lap and slowly unbuttoned her white blouse all the way down. Squall discovered he had been holding his breath until he abruptly needed to gulp some much needed air. He stared pointedly at Rinoa’s fulsome breasts that were now only encased in a fragile lacey bra through which her enormous nipples were readily observed.

She leaned forward and kissed Squall again and again. He unpleasantly felt his penis even growing stronger and was frightened Rinoa would feel it too as she sat on his lap.
Rinoa straightened up for a second and shrugged her blouse off allowing it to fall to the floor.

Grasping him by the hand, Rinoa said, “You can touch my breasts, you know. They won’t break.”

To help him to accept the idea, she lifted his hands up and placed them on her breasts pressing them down gently. Rinoa left her hands on top until Squall began moving his hands on his own proving that he understood by gently rubbing her nipples back and forth.

“Ooh, that feels so good,” she cooed.

The young woman wasn’t attempting to boost Squall’s ego. It did feel fantastic because her nipples had become so sensitive through Quistis’ lashings that they were eroticized. In other words, the slightest touch would send Rinoa into ecstasy.

Feeling a little more confident, Squall leaned over and forcing her flimsy bra to the side he fastened his mouth to her left nipple beginning to mightily suckle it.

“Oh God! Oh Hyne Squall!” Rinoa cried out because it felt that good in her heightened condition of sexual awareness. Suddenly inexplicitly Rinoa began to orgasm with cum forcing its way up through her. “I’m cummmmming!” the young sorceress screamed.

After finishing what Rinoa knew to be only her initial orgasm of the evening with more to arrive shortly, she leaned down and passionately kissed Squall once more. “You’re quite a lover, you know?”

Even being the sexual novice that Squall was, he recognized he had done very little to facilitate her orgasm, but he did appreciate that her love for him had been an integral factor.

“You ain’t so bad yourself,” Squall answered with a smile.

“Oh you,” his lover cooed. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” Rinoa arose gracefully to her feet and after unclasping and, pulling down the zipper on her long fashionable black skirt, she allowed it to fall to the floor.

After removing the bits and pieces of her undergarments and kicking off her black high heels, Rinoa stood completely unadorned except in the brilliance of the beauty of her nude body.

The dark-haired beauty finally felt emotionally fulfilled when she heard Squall utter the words she had so longed to hear when he murmured, “You are so beautiful.”

“And you’re my handsome knight.” Rinoa smiled gloriously at him. “Who has too many clothes on presently,” she added with an impish smile.

The beautiful sorceress bent over and after pulling off Squall’s boots she pulled his trousers and jockey shorts down to the floor liberating his seven-inch throbbing erection. Rinoa then cleared away his clothing that lay on the floor and knelt between his legs.

“Well, doesn’t your ‘thing’ have the cutest little hat,” she cooed. “I could just eat it all up. No, that would be counter-productive, wouldn’t it? I think I shall just suck on it, is that okay with you?”

Squall gulped out his permission, only really aware that he was looking at his version of heaven on earth. Rinoa lowered her head onto him and wrapped her silken lips around the ‘hat’ portion of his penis. She rimmed the circumcised part with her tongue swirling while Squall already began to groan in ecstasy. He never realized anything could feel this tremendous, that little ‘lube’ job he received from that tart Harriet was nothing compared to this. This was from the lips of his beloved.

Rinoa ran her lips up and down the full length of his raging cock, always stopping somewhere for a second along the way to bite down a little dragging her teeth on it the rest of the way up.

“Oh Rinoa!” he screamed. “I’m gonna cum!”

Squall had a track record for being wrong about certain things but in this case he was completely accurate as his load of hot spunk came shooting out of his seven-inch prick and into Rinoa’s beautiful mouth. She suckled and suckled until she had cleaned up every last bit of it.

“Hmm-hmm-good, down to the last drop,” Rinoa declared.

Squall reached down with his strong arms and pulled Rinoa up on him as though she were a long article of clothing. Even through his remaining clothes her naked body felt great to him, but particularly the lower half of his now nude contours merged together with Rinoa’s beautiful nakedness causing Squall to feel extra close to his young lover. It was something he had never experienced.

He wrapped his legs around her waist pressing her even closer to him and completely hindering her from pulling away, if she ever had that intent in mind. Squall kissed Rinoa one, twice, three times…then more passionately over and over finally culminating in probing her mouth and tongue with his tongue. Rinoa was steadily responding in like kind.

The dark-haired woman finally had to come up for air. Her labia was dripping from the foreplay and Rinoa wanted to let Squall know it was ‘time.’

“Whoa, young man! You don’t have to go so fast. And you don’t have to capture me,” Rinoa added referring to his legs wrapped tightly around her waist. “I’m not going anywhere…ever.”

“Will you…you know?” Squall hesitantly asked.

“No, I’m sorry, I’m out of ‘you knows.’ Rinoa twinkled at him.

“Will you marry me?” Squall’s words rushed out in a torrent.

Hearing this request suddenly when it was all that she had been longing to hear for months actually appeared to stun the naked beauty for a moment. This allowed Squall enough time between question and answer to become very anxious when he heard her finally say, “Why, Squall, of course I will. Don’t you know it was all I ever wanted?”

His breath came out in a hurry and he embraced her, pressing her naked breasts to him. Rinoa felt his now enormous erection poking into her lower belly as Squall still had his legs wrapped tightly around her narrow waist.

“I love you so much,” he murmured.

Squall’s articulation of his love sent Rinoa a tingling as much as his prick would in a few short minutes from then. Rinoa gently knocked Squall’s legs from around her waist and sat up on him in preparation of lowering herself onto his seven-inch cock.

“Are you certain?” Squall asked.

Rinoa bequeathed a glorious smile on the young man and answered, “As sure as I need air to breath, I need you inside of me to make me complete.”

The dark-haired young woman then plunged herself straight down onto his steel harden cock driving it right through her hymen! “Ow!” she screamed out in ecstasy. She continued to plunge herself up and down rapidly, each time driving his prick even farther up her. God, she felt as if she was dying and yet being born at the same time.

Rinoa, in a complete frenzy, reached down with a hand and scooped up as much virgin blood from her broken hymen as she could and anointed herself and Squall by wiping it over their bodies. This was in accordance with the rites of a Sorceress making love with her Knight for the initial time according to the great Hyne.

“Rinoa!” Squall cried out shocked.

Rinoa intoned solemnly, “Such is the way of the virgin blood, from sorceress to knight, from the beginning to the end, from the first sorceress to the last.”

Rinoa then threw herself up and down on Squall’s massive cock as if she had turned into a berserker. Squall propelled himself upwards quicker and quicker to meet Rinoa’s sexual frenzy; his massive cock filling her virginal vagina completely.

“Oh fuck me harder!” Rinoa cried out.

“Oh God Rinoa!” Squall screamed as his massive load of love juice shot up and out of his seven-inch prick. He swore he saw fireworks exploding above her head in the room. He assumed at the time it was from the game and ever after whenever he asked someone who had been present, they denied any further fireworks after the opening ceremonies.

“I love you, Squall,” Rinoa sobbed being completely overcome with the beauty and joyousness of the occasion. She slumped over her knight as her climax surged through her awakening ancient patterns of love and lust.

Rinoa lay over Squall exhausted for a good five minutes before speaking. “There could be nobody better at lovemaking with me than you, Squall Leonhart. It proves we are fated to be life long lovers.”

Squall blushed, but said nothing; instead he allowed himself to accept the statement of love and caring. After awhile he realized that not only had Rinoa not climbed down off him, she was using her vaginal walls to squeeze his cock to become hard again.

“Rinoa, what are you doing?”

“You didn’t think you were getting off that easy, did you?” Rinoa teased. “Surely you have at least one more time left in you. You’re a young man and in your sexual prime. But by the way, is there a ….you know?”

Squall flashed his winsome smile. “Look in my right jacket pocket.”

Rinoa wasted no time scrambling to his pocket in her quest and she pulled out a small velvet ring box. Popping it open, the young woman observed a beautiful diamond engagement ring.

“Oh Squall,” she gushed, “it’s beautiful.”

“Allow me,” Squall gallantly said, while placing it on her finger. “Does it fit right?”

“Perfect, just like us,” the beautiful young woman replied.

Realizing that her prediction had come true with a vengeance and that Squall’s prick was now longer than ever, Rinoa jumped up from his lap leaving his cock twanging back and forth for a moment. She pulled her young man to his feet and removed his jacket and shirt leaving him in the same stark naked condition as she.

Taking Squall by the hand, Rinoa drew him close to the windows overlooking the Roller Derby track.

“Rinoa!” Squall protested. “They’ll be able to see us.”

She smiled at him. “Ooh, you’re so shy. They can’t possibly see us from that far down.”

Rinoa turned and bent over in front of him, her already distended labia fully open to accept him. Peering around at him standing behind her, she declared, “We’re trying something new. You’re up to it, aren’t you,” Rinoa giggled.

Squall’s answer was ramming every millimeter of his enormous cock up into her ‘treasure box.’ Rinoa realized for someone who had no sexual experience until that night her lover had been a very quick learner.

The dark-haired beauty hunched backwards to meet Squall’s forward thrusting time and time again. It felt to her as though his prick would be coming out of her mouth any second and then she could suddenly feel the vague inklings of another orgasm coming on.
Rinoa redoubled her efforts, actually managing to swirl her pussy around his cock at the same time. She wanted him to cum with her if possible.

Rinoa realized it was all academic as her cum was rushing through her body when she happened to notice the game below. The score was tied between the arch-rivals, the Deling Dragons and the Esthar Equines and it was in the last moment of the game. The Dragons had one last chance to win. As their jammer came out of the last slot high and then was flung by the other jammer at an incredible speed to the lower inside of the track and then across the finish line for the win, she climaxed and Squall did also.

He was screaming out her name as she glanced up at the huge scoreboard where she assumed she could watch the replay of the winning score and instead saw something shocking that was causing the huge crowd to stand and cheer. It was her and Squall making love spread across the huge screen.

Rinoa, realizing that Squall knew nothing of it and also that she would never tell him, raised her hands above her head in triumph in acknowledgement to the crowd as she began to experience yet another orgasm! It turned out to be her last one of the evening, but certainly the most memorable.

The End?