Fran & Penelo Story 1 - The Excuse
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Final Fantasy Games › Final Fantasy XII
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
5,573
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This story has sex, leather bondage (LOTS of it) & cute yuri fun. That said: Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 12 characters or anything else, and I do not make any money from these writings.
Fran & Penelo #1 - The Excuse - Pt 7 (End)
Fran & Penelo - The Excuse (Part 7 - End)
*WARNING: This chapter is for 18+ only! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! It will contain bondage and involve a lot of girl/girl fun...*
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Night had fallen almost an hour before, and with it Vann, Basch and Balthier had returned to the safety of the ship from their excursion out into the Archadian capital to find the three girls perfectly safe and sound as they’d left them.
“Ahh…” Ashe sighed, running her hands through her hair luxuriously. The exiled queen stood under the water falling gently in the small shower compartment, refreshing from what Fran and Penelo had told her was a nice short nap. Both girls had seemed a little flushed and both very happy, with Fran even sporting a rare smile as the blindfold had been unsnapped from her eyes.
She’d found herself curled up and dozing on the couch in the cabin, and much to her surprise, she couldn’t help having felt extremely warm and almost comfortable. The leather clung to her skin tightly, the material had stretched to bind her inescapably, but she couldn’t help be feel a sense of safety in Fran’s leather-works.
Fran had deflated and pulled out the gag that had packed her mouth, and she was startled to find that her jaw, while a little numb, still did not feel sore. The Viera turned then to unlace the hood, giving Ashe her first look at a glowing Penelo, sitting front of the cabin’s mirror, combing her unbraided hair.
As Ashe continued to clean up from the day’s events, she couldn’t help but wonder at the new sense of beauty that surrounded the young common-girl from Rabanastre. Perhaps it was the fact that Penelo had her hair down, but somehow, the girl had a warmth and beauty about her that she hadn’t noticed before. But then again, young girls did have a way of growing up before your eyes; it was not long ago when she was the same as Penelo.
As she washed the soap from her slender body, Ashe blushed as she accidentally grazed herself with a fingertip. As odd as her predicament was, she couldn’t deny a sense of what she could only describe as excitement at her predicament of being bound and gagged by the older Viera. Shaking off the sensation, Ashe finished the shower, still entertaining a thought as to when the next time they might have a need to ‘disguse’ her again. With one last blush, Ashe wondered if it would be soon.
- - -
Fran and Penelo sat in the cockpit, each with a glass of water, relaxing after their own showers. Fran had untied her captive after a little more cuddling and a lot more gag-talk and sent her to the shower first, as Fran had suggested that smelling of sex might raise a few interesting questions from the captive queen.
Fran had followed suit, and once she was done, they’d released Ashe from her own bondage. Since then, Penelo had been bouncing around the ship happily, chatting with the three men in the group before settling in with Fran, who sat in the cockpit, gazing up at the sky.
“What’cha looking at?” Penelo asked, setting her glass down on an open section of a nearby control panel.
“Oh,” Fran started, shifting in her seat to look back at the blonde girl she’d held in bondage a few short hours before. “Something beautiful…” she trailed off with a smile as she took in the sight and scent of the girl across from her.
“Yeah…” Penelo sighed, a wistful smile crossing her lips in the moon-lit cabin as she turned to look at the open sky above them. “I know I am.”
Fran let out a laugh at the unexpected statement from the blonde. “Aye, you are, child. And I will tell you that every day if you wish.”
Penelo turned to look at Fran with a wide grin. “You better!” A rosy blush glowed on her cheeks as she added, “Maybe not in front of everyone, but still… You better…”
Fran smiled, craning her neck to glance back towards the hallway leading to the cabins. “Has everyone else gone to sleep?” she asked, her long white ears shining in the moonlight.
“Yep,” Penelo replied simply, hunching over forward to lean closer to her former captor and lover. “Just us, mistress…”
Fran smiled, her heart still racing at the thought. “You still call me that?” she asked, unable to contain her curiosity.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Penelo asked, feigning a sense of hurt as her pink lips formed an irresistible pout. “Am I not allowed?”
Fran smiled, reaching over to take Penelo’s hand in hers. “You can call me whatever you like, child, but…”
“But?”
“Are you sure that you still wish to…” Fran trailed off, her embarrassment getting the best of her once more. “I mean, I am eternally happy that you allowed me to share that side of myself with you, and even more grateful how you returned it in kind… but…” she trailed off, the blush glowing in the pale moonlight.
“Fran…” Penelo started, the certainty in her voice drawing Fran’s gaze back to meet her own. “I really like you. I really like you, I really like your leather-works, and I really like how you use them… on me…” Penelo paused, giving Fran’s hand a squeeze. “So next time that you want to tie me up, you don’t have to make up a silly excuse, okay?” Penelo finished with a smile that bathed the Viera in warmth and caring.
Fran laughed quietly, “Yes, Mistress…” Fran replied with a grin, prompting a laugh from the blushing Penelo, who wrapped her arms around Fran’s neck in a hug that she’d wanted to give for hours.
“Hey now… Let’s keep one thing straight. I’ll be playing the role of captive here, not you!” she whispered into Fran’s ear, the breath and the thought causing Fran to shudder in anticipation.
“Of course,” Fran replied, squeezing her captive and companion tightly.
“Besides, you’ve got a lot to teach me if you want me to tie you up right!” Penelo added, turning to give Fran a kiss on the cheek,
“Ah!” Fran squeaked as Penelo squeezed her tightly again. “You think you’ll be tying me up now, then?”
“Perhaps…” Penelo replied, sitting gently on Fran’s lap, a shy smile on her face and a twinkle in her loving blue eyes. “But if you don’t want me to, I guess you can just keep me all tied up instead…”
“I promise…” Fran said, and a moment later, Penelo’s lips were pressed against hers.
“Hnn…” Penelo sighed, her tongue probing tentatively into Fran’s mouth to have it returning in kind. Several moments later, Penelo broke the kiss she’d been looking forward to all afternoon. “That was for today…” she explained with a smile. “Thank you.”
Fran smiled shyly, giving the blonde in her arms a gentle squeeze. “It seems I shall have to do that more often then…”
“You better!” Penelo quipped, hopping up off of Fran’s lap, leaving each girl missing the warmth of the other. “But before that, your captive needs her beauty sleep.”
Fran stood up, still holding Penelo’s hand in hers. “Beauty is not something you need worry about, child. You are the most wondrous creature I have laid eyes on in years…”
“Oh, hush…” Penelo chided, her cheeks flushing around an embarrassed grin as she led Fran down the hall and towards the small cabin bedroom. “You don’t need to butter me up or anything… I’m already yours…”
“As that may be, I will never stop reminding you, Penelo,” Fran answered with a playful tweak of the blonde’s ticklish side.
“Ah!” Penelo squeaked as the walked up to their bedroom’s door. Ashe was already inside and asleep, as they two were about to be. “Evil Viera…”
“Oh, I’ll show you meanie…” Fran teased, leaning down to kiss her companion and willing captive one last time before bed.
“Mmm…” Penelo sighed, her eyes closing as she nearly melted in Fran’s arms before she felt the kiss break. Gathering her breath and composure, she looked up into Fran’s, her lover’s face, with a smile. “You better.”
With a pair of smiles and stifled giggles, the two girls entered the bedroom to find Ashe sound sleep. Each girl climbed into their beds, exhausted from the day’s events, to fall into a slumber full of dreams about what their ‘next time’ would hold.
-=End of Story 1=-
*WARNING: This chapter is for 18+ only! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! It will contain bondage and involve a lot of girl/girl fun...*
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Night had fallen almost an hour before, and with it Vann, Basch and Balthier had returned to the safety of the ship from their excursion out into the Archadian capital to find the three girls perfectly safe and sound as they’d left them.
“Ahh…” Ashe sighed, running her hands through her hair luxuriously. The exiled queen stood under the water falling gently in the small shower compartment, refreshing from what Fran and Penelo had told her was a nice short nap. Both girls had seemed a little flushed and both very happy, with Fran even sporting a rare smile as the blindfold had been unsnapped from her eyes.
She’d found herself curled up and dozing on the couch in the cabin, and much to her surprise, she couldn’t help having felt extremely warm and almost comfortable. The leather clung to her skin tightly, the material had stretched to bind her inescapably, but she couldn’t help be feel a sense of safety in Fran’s leather-works.
Fran had deflated and pulled out the gag that had packed her mouth, and she was startled to find that her jaw, while a little numb, still did not feel sore. The Viera turned then to unlace the hood, giving Ashe her first look at a glowing Penelo, sitting front of the cabin’s mirror, combing her unbraided hair.
As Ashe continued to clean up from the day’s events, she couldn’t help but wonder at the new sense of beauty that surrounded the young common-girl from Rabanastre. Perhaps it was the fact that Penelo had her hair down, but somehow, the girl had a warmth and beauty about her that she hadn’t noticed before. But then again, young girls did have a way of growing up before your eyes; it was not long ago when she was the same as Penelo.
As she washed the soap from her slender body, Ashe blushed as she accidentally grazed herself with a fingertip. As odd as her predicament was, she couldn’t deny a sense of what she could only describe as excitement at her predicament of being bound and gagged by the older Viera. Shaking off the sensation, Ashe finished the shower, still entertaining a thought as to when the next time they might have a need to ‘disguse’ her again. With one last blush, Ashe wondered if it would be soon.
- - -
Fran and Penelo sat in the cockpit, each with a glass of water, relaxing after their own showers. Fran had untied her captive after a little more cuddling and a lot more gag-talk and sent her to the shower first, as Fran had suggested that smelling of sex might raise a few interesting questions from the captive queen.
Fran had followed suit, and once she was done, they’d released Ashe from her own bondage. Since then, Penelo had been bouncing around the ship happily, chatting with the three men in the group before settling in with Fran, who sat in the cockpit, gazing up at the sky.
“What’cha looking at?” Penelo asked, setting her glass down on an open section of a nearby control panel.
“Oh,” Fran started, shifting in her seat to look back at the blonde girl she’d held in bondage a few short hours before. “Something beautiful…” she trailed off with a smile as she took in the sight and scent of the girl across from her.
“Yeah…” Penelo sighed, a wistful smile crossing her lips in the moon-lit cabin as she turned to look at the open sky above them. “I know I am.”
Fran let out a laugh at the unexpected statement from the blonde. “Aye, you are, child. And I will tell you that every day if you wish.”
Penelo turned to look at Fran with a wide grin. “You better!” A rosy blush glowed on her cheeks as she added, “Maybe not in front of everyone, but still… You better…”
Fran smiled, craning her neck to glance back towards the hallway leading to the cabins. “Has everyone else gone to sleep?” she asked, her long white ears shining in the moonlight.
“Yep,” Penelo replied simply, hunching over forward to lean closer to her former captor and lover. “Just us, mistress…”
Fran smiled, her heart still racing at the thought. “You still call me that?” she asked, unable to contain her curiosity.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Penelo asked, feigning a sense of hurt as her pink lips formed an irresistible pout. “Am I not allowed?”
Fran smiled, reaching over to take Penelo’s hand in hers. “You can call me whatever you like, child, but…”
“But?”
“Are you sure that you still wish to…” Fran trailed off, her embarrassment getting the best of her once more. “I mean, I am eternally happy that you allowed me to share that side of myself with you, and even more grateful how you returned it in kind… but…” she trailed off, the blush glowing in the pale moonlight.
“Fran…” Penelo started, the certainty in her voice drawing Fran’s gaze back to meet her own. “I really like you. I really like you, I really like your leather-works, and I really like how you use them… on me…” Penelo paused, giving Fran’s hand a squeeze. “So next time that you want to tie me up, you don’t have to make up a silly excuse, okay?” Penelo finished with a smile that bathed the Viera in warmth and caring.
Fran laughed quietly, “Yes, Mistress…” Fran replied with a grin, prompting a laugh from the blushing Penelo, who wrapped her arms around Fran’s neck in a hug that she’d wanted to give for hours.
“Hey now… Let’s keep one thing straight. I’ll be playing the role of captive here, not you!” she whispered into Fran’s ear, the breath and the thought causing Fran to shudder in anticipation.
“Of course,” Fran replied, squeezing her captive and companion tightly.
“Besides, you’ve got a lot to teach me if you want me to tie you up right!” Penelo added, turning to give Fran a kiss on the cheek,
“Ah!” Fran squeaked as Penelo squeezed her tightly again. “You think you’ll be tying me up now, then?”
“Perhaps…” Penelo replied, sitting gently on Fran’s lap, a shy smile on her face and a twinkle in her loving blue eyes. “But if you don’t want me to, I guess you can just keep me all tied up instead…”
“I promise…” Fran said, and a moment later, Penelo’s lips were pressed against hers.
“Hnn…” Penelo sighed, her tongue probing tentatively into Fran’s mouth to have it returning in kind. Several moments later, Penelo broke the kiss she’d been looking forward to all afternoon. “That was for today…” she explained with a smile. “Thank you.”
Fran smiled shyly, giving the blonde in her arms a gentle squeeze. “It seems I shall have to do that more often then…”
“You better!” Penelo quipped, hopping up off of Fran’s lap, leaving each girl missing the warmth of the other. “But before that, your captive needs her beauty sleep.”
Fran stood up, still holding Penelo’s hand in hers. “Beauty is not something you need worry about, child. You are the most wondrous creature I have laid eyes on in years…”
“Oh, hush…” Penelo chided, her cheeks flushing around an embarrassed grin as she led Fran down the hall and towards the small cabin bedroom. “You don’t need to butter me up or anything… I’m already yours…”
“As that may be, I will never stop reminding you, Penelo,” Fran answered with a playful tweak of the blonde’s ticklish side.
“Ah!” Penelo squeaked as the walked up to their bedroom’s door. Ashe was already inside and asleep, as they two were about to be. “Evil Viera…”
“Oh, I’ll show you meanie…” Fran teased, leaning down to kiss her companion and willing captive one last time before bed.
“Mmm…” Penelo sighed, her eyes closing as she nearly melted in Fran’s arms before she felt the kiss break. Gathering her breath and composure, she looked up into Fran’s, her lover’s face, with a smile. “You better.”
With a pair of smiles and stifled giggles, the two girls entered the bedroom to find Ashe sound sleep. Each girl climbed into their beds, exhausted from the day’s events, to fall into a slumber full of dreams about what their ‘next time’ would hold.
-=End of Story 1=-