The Dresspheres
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Final Fantasy Games › Final Fantasy X-2
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
1,906
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.
Alchemist
“I like this dressphere,” Rikku says, looking in the large mirror in their bedroom on the Celsius.
“I don’t.” Paine sits on her bed, her elbows on her knees. She is in her usual Warrior garb, of course. She doesn’t like trying dresspheres the way Yuna and Rikku do. Oh, she’ll master them, but she doesn’t… play with them. Not really. And apparently, she doesn’t like Rikku in Alchemist.
“Why not?” Rikku puts a hand on her hip and cocks it, looking like a more dressed up version of the models in Brother’s porno spheres.
Paine slides a finger under one of the buckles, the one running across Rikku’s belly. “These things are a pain to undo.” She tugs Rikku closer.
Rikku rolls her eyes and lets herself be pulled, until the two are knee to knee. “And I’m supposed to be able to perfectly undo all of your stupid buckles?” Rikku tugs at one of Paine’s belts. “You’re all cow killing.”
“… What?” Paine looks up at Rikku, genuinely confused.
“You know, all the leather you wear!” Rikku’s gloved hands are clumsy as they palm Paine’s breasts, but the attempt is appreciated.
“You’ve never complained about it before,” Paine says easily, taking Rikku’s hands out of her top and kissing the palms of her hands.
“Wassamatter? I don’t turn you on anymore?” Rikku mock-pouts.
“Remember the last time I was… visited and didn’t tell you and you didn’t talk to me for a week?” Paine doesn’t see the big deal, but then again, she’s a Warrior at heart, and what’s a little more blood, to a Warrior?
Rikku’s eyebrows narrow as she thinks, then she makes a face. “Oh. Oh.” She wrinkles her nose. “Uh, thanks for the heads up.” She pauses. “I can still, uh…” She grins slightly. “That thing you have in your underwear drawer.”
Paine grins slightly and kisses Rikku on the mouth. “Appreciated, but no thanks.” She tugs on another strap, so that Rikku is now slightly bent over her. She nuzzles in between Rikku’s collarbones, then kisses the spot. “I’m in a… giving mood.”
Rikku grins and begins to fumble with the buckles holding her Alchemist armor on. After all, who is she to refuse a gift?
“I don’t.” Paine sits on her bed, her elbows on her knees. She is in her usual Warrior garb, of course. She doesn’t like trying dresspheres the way Yuna and Rikku do. Oh, she’ll master them, but she doesn’t… play with them. Not really. And apparently, she doesn’t like Rikku in Alchemist.
“Why not?” Rikku puts a hand on her hip and cocks it, looking like a more dressed up version of the models in Brother’s porno spheres.
Paine slides a finger under one of the buckles, the one running across Rikku’s belly. “These things are a pain to undo.” She tugs Rikku closer.
Rikku rolls her eyes and lets herself be pulled, until the two are knee to knee. “And I’m supposed to be able to perfectly undo all of your stupid buckles?” Rikku tugs at one of Paine’s belts. “You’re all cow killing.”
“… What?” Paine looks up at Rikku, genuinely confused.
“You know, all the leather you wear!” Rikku’s gloved hands are clumsy as they palm Paine’s breasts, but the attempt is appreciated.
“You’ve never complained about it before,” Paine says easily, taking Rikku’s hands out of her top and kissing the palms of her hands.
“Wassamatter? I don’t turn you on anymore?” Rikku mock-pouts.
“Remember the last time I was… visited and didn’t tell you and you didn’t talk to me for a week?” Paine doesn’t see the big deal, but then again, she’s a Warrior at heart, and what’s a little more blood, to a Warrior?
Rikku’s eyebrows narrow as she thinks, then she makes a face. “Oh. Oh.” She wrinkles her nose. “Uh, thanks for the heads up.” She pauses. “I can still, uh…” She grins slightly. “That thing you have in your underwear drawer.”
Paine grins slightly and kisses Rikku on the mouth. “Appreciated, but no thanks.” She tugs on another strap, so that Rikku is now slightly bent over her. She nuzzles in between Rikku’s collarbones, then kisses the spot. “I’m in a… giving mood.”
Rikku grins and begins to fumble with the buckles holding her Alchemist armor on. After all, who is she to refuse a gift?