Rinoa's Education

Sai Tsunami

Rinoa flexed her hands underneath her pillow, her breath coming out in hard pulses. Naked on her bed, her shower-wet hair was strewn out on the pillow as she delighted in biting down on her moans.
Over her, Zell slowly moved. Sliding gently in and out of her, he kept up a constant rhythm, smiling every time Rinoa let out the slightest gasp or sigh of delight. Her body moved with the methodical pleasure, her muscles tensing with each penetration.
She reached out to Zell’s hands as he leaned down to her. He kissed the ridge of her ear, making her smile. “I’m gonna cum,” He whispered. She nodded, hungrily delighting in her anticipation.
Zell’s motions slowly began to build in speed. Rinoa’s self-control failed her as she started to moan. The noises were small and light, barely whimpers at first. But as Zell’s movements began to pick up more speed, his thrusts reaching inside of her with greater depth, she began to cry out with delight.
Zell’s movements approached a frantic speed. Rinoa began to scream as her body was overcome with the delight, the anticipation of the release teasing her. She held onto Zell’s hands, her screams muffled only by the pillow she buried her face into.
With a powerful thrust, Zell moaned out loud. Rinoa’s eyes opened as she felt him filling her. He gasped, following up the thrust with a few final motions, then slowly withdrew. As he came out, Rinoa whimpered at the absence, then rolled over a bit as he laid down next to her.
“Whoa,” he said after a moment, breathing out. He looked at Rinoa, a satisfied grin on his face. “You’re getting better at this.”
Rinoa smiled sweetly as she rolled into Zell’s arms. “Thanks,” She said, closing her eyes. She reached down, stroking him calmly. “I’ve had a lot of practice over the last week.”
“Yeah,” Zell said, already drifting. “I guess so.”
“Are you going to fall asleep on me again?” She asked with a laugh.
“I’m trying not to,” He said. “I didn’t the first time.”
“Yes you did!” She exclaimed, leaning up.
“No, the first time today,” He said exhaustedly. “It’s hard to go twice in a row.”
“Speak for yourself,” She said playfully. But she kept stroking him gently, her fingertips grazing over his soft skin. “If you really can’t stay awake . . .” She taunted with a smile.
“Zzz Zzz Zzz.”
Rinoa didn’t even bother to check. “Oh good grief,” She grumbled.

When the door slid open, the first thing Rinoa noticed was the blue eye. The white-haired girl stared at Rinoa with a burning expression, while her black eye-patch took a moment to get used to. Dressed in a floor-length satin coat with bare feet, Fujin stood before Rinoa.
“Enter,” She said simply, stepping back from the door.
Rinoa braced herself with a deep breath and stepped inside. Fujin’s room was the same size as the other SeeD’s, but kept immaculately clean with technical manuals and specifications in organized arrangements on the wall. On her desk were a host of books on the guardian forces.
But sitting on her bed were three younger students. All three completely naked, a red-haired girl a few years younger than Rinoa sat between two boys the same age, one with black hair and the other blonde. Rinoa froze before them, then turned around to Fujin. But Fujin was already taking off her coat, opening it up to reveal her black body harness that left little to the imagination.
“Wait a second,” Rinoa said to Fujin. “What’s going on here?”
Fujin leaned out around Rinoa to look at the three students. “Begin,” She announced. Rinoa watched as the two boys reached inside the girl’s legs, beginning to message her inner thighs and beyond. At the same time, the girl reached into the two boys’ legs, taking hold of them and beginning to stroke them.
“Strip,” Fujin commanded.
Rinoa turned back to her, confused. She glanced at the three naked students, then at Fujin, only then connecting that she was the only one with clothes on. “What?” She asked.
“Strip!” Fujin repeated more forcefully.
Rinoa glanced back at the three students watching her intently, then she glared at Fujin. But with only a breath, she kicked her boots off into the corner. Never taking her glare off of Fujin’s one eye, she began to slide off her armbands, then her blue coat. She paused, once again glancing back at the three. But without much hesitation, she reached down to the bottom of her black shirt and lifted it up, revealing herself to Fujin. Tossing the shirt onto the pile, she pulled her pants down to her ankles, kicking them to the pile.
As soon as she was completely naked, Fujin grabbed Rinoa’s left hand and held it to her breast. “Lick,” She commanded. Rinoa looked confused, prompting Fujin to glare down at her left breast.
Rinoa took a deep breath, then lowered down to the small bust. She leaned in delicately close, carefully teasing Fujin’s pale pink nipple with just a slight touch by the tip of her tongue. The soft caress caused goose bumps to appear on Fujin’s pale skin, but the woman didn’t move in response.
Undaunted by Fujin’s inaction, Rinoa began to slather Fujin’s breasts with attention. Crossing from one nipple to the other, she bathed each with her tongue, eliciting careful reactions as the woman’s nipples grew hard and stout.
After a moment of the attention, Fujin reached out to Rinoa’s hair, taking hold of it. She gently tugged on it, lowering Rinoa to her knees. “Suck,” She commanded, spreading her legs.
Rinoa took a breath, then leaned in. Hugging Fujin’s legs, she reached up in-between them with her mouth, sliding her tongue along the small path until she drew the tip over the tiny shape. Fujin’s breath caught, but she didn’t respond otherwise.
Rinoa began to draw her tongue over the small spot. She moved from using the tip of her tongue to the broad form of her tongue, then back again. But as she worked, she glanced back over her shoulder at the three on the bed.
The girl was already beginning to breath hard, a hungry look in her eyes. The boy farther from Rinoa with the black hair had his left hand on the girl’s breast while his right hand continued to excite her. Meanwhile, the blonde boy stared with excited intensity, both his hands between the girl’s legs.
Rinoa turned her attention back to Fujin as she began to lick harder now. She reached up between Fujin’s legs, stroking her finger along the opening. The moist skin shivered at the attention, desperate for more, but Rinoa kept taunting and teasing the tiny spot.
Without warning, Fujin jerked herself away. Rinoa nearly fell over as she stepped back, but the flustered Fujin was blushing across her shoulders. She took one breath, then pointed at the desk. “Bend over,” she commanded.
Rinoa turned and looked at the desk, then at the students that would have a full view. The two boys were smiling with delight, but the girl was too busy with the motions of joy to give much reaction.
Rinoa took another breath, then stood up, the eyes of the boys following her. She put her hands on the edge of the desk and leaned forward. She began to blush as her breasts dangled forward a bit, the eyes of the boys locked on them. Her entire body began to blush.
But then she felt Fujin’s hand on the very small of her back. Rinoa turned just a bit before she felt the plastic head push against her. She gasped and fell forward onto the desk as she felt Fujin’s artificial presence press into her. Rinoa couldn’t help but gasp as she felt her body entered by the large attachment.
Fujin held onto Rinoa’s black hair, pulling on it like a lease. She yanked Rinoa’s head up so she couldn’t lean down completely, while her hand on the small of Rinoa’s back kept her in place. Positioned directly behind Rinoa, Fujin began to thrust with her hips.
Rinoa’s eyes went wide. Almost immediately, she began to moan as Fujin slid in and out of her. She would close her eyes at the joy of the penetration, only to whimper back to awareness as she slid out. Fujin pushed her legs farther apart, only allowing her to be entered more.
Leaning on the desk, Rinoa managed to glance at the students. The girl was quickly stroking both boys with her hands, managing to keep rhythm with both hands. The boys, on the other hand, were trading off attending to the girl’s breasts, while giving double attention to the space between her legs.
A chance in cadence made Rinoa moan with delight as her eyes slammed closed. Fujin began to circle her hips. Instead of thrusting in and out, she pushed in on one side and drew out on the other. Rinoa immediately began to moan, feeling the build of climax. But she glanced at the girl, seeing her approaching climax as well. Rinoa fixated on the girl and forced her own climax down inside, refusing to give in until the girl did.
Fujin looked to the blonde boy. “Cum!” She commanded, thrusting again into Rinoa with a renewed vigor. The boy swallowed and gave up on the girl’s pleasure. He leaned back and began to pant and gasp. Rinoa watched as he began to grow larger, his head beginning to shake. As he did, the girl leaned over into his lap, swallowing him completely with rehearsed skill. Deep down, she felt her own loneliness over seeing the girl devour him.
The black-haired boy rolled over with her, continuing to attend to her delight. The girl continued stroking the boy, this time with her lips rather than her hand. All the while, Fujin continued to drive into Rinoa with a hard consistency.
After only a few wet strokes by the girl, the boy’s head dropped back as his body went rigid. At the same time, Rinoa saw the girl’s throat move, saw her thirstily drink down everything the boy offered. Rinoa had to look away, licking her own lips.
Fujin stopped. Rinoa moaned as the silver-haired girl pulled out. She started to turn around to Fujin, but the girl yanked on Rinoa’s hair in dominance. Rinoa felt Fujin position the tool again, then push inside. Higher up this time, Rinoa moaned aloud as she felt Fujin slide inside of her from behind. Rinoa dug her nails into the surface of the desk as she felt the full size of Fujin inside of her.
“Cum!” Fujin demanded of the black-haired boy.
Rinoa looked up with dazed vision as the girl leaned over the black boy, while the blonde-haired boy resumed the girl’s pleasure. The girl began to stroke the boy with her mouth, leaving streaks of her swallowing on its body. The boy leaned back, moaning. As he moaned, though, he sat forward. Still with his one hand between the girl’s legs, the blonde boy reached out for the other boy’s chest, roughly rubbing his nipple. Leaning in, the two boys kissed deeply, their tongues sliding out to greet each other before their lips met.
The boy’s release was more powerful than other’s, his explosion startling the girl. But she kept her lips wrapped around his base and again, her throat moved smoothly with the greedy delight of absorbing everything.
Rinoa could barely hold on. Fujin was driving into her, the edge of her member rubbing against Rinoa’s very soul. She could feel the climax and release any minute.
“Cum!” Fujin commanded. Rinoa glanced back at Fujin, able to tell she was staring at Rinoa.
“No,” Rinoa managed to breath out between gasps. She looked at the girl, as the two boys continued their attention of her. “Not . . . not until she . . . she does.”
Fujin slapped Rinoa, the contact of Fujin’s hand against Rinoa’s wet flesh making her jump. The sudden pain mixed with the delight of the penetration, making Rinoa whimper with delight. “Cum!” She commanded again.
But Rinoa focused on the girl, watching as she could see in the girl’s eyes the climax approaching. The girl stared at Rinoa with an enigmatic glance of challenge and gratitude as the two boys began to work more diligently. Meanwhile, Rinoa endured another slap that made the climax that much harder to control. She buried the emotions deep down even as Fujin thrusted into her again and again, her speed and power building, while each slap left a red imprint of Rinoa and pushing her ever so closer to climax.
By the time the girl was moaning and her hips gyrating with the boys’ motions, Rinoa was already crying as she fought off the orgasm. Held by her black hair, Rinoa stared at the girl, begging her within her mind to release already. But the girl only delighted in the movements of the boys, the three watching as Fujin continued to pound against Rinoa, her strikes making Rinoa try in vain to bury her face in her struggle for control.
Rinoa looked at the girl, their eyes meeting again. The girl’s breath picked up speed suddenly and a tear ran down her face as she nodded quickly, her breath turning into a moan. Rinoa let go of all her constraints and released the emotions. Fujin’s thrusts and spanks all exploded inside her in one monumental eruption. Rinoa arched her back, thrusting her chest forward as she screamed with all her might. The rush of powerful, volatile emotions made her body go taut with endless delight. She felt every center of pleasure and delight in her whole body explode.
She fell down to the desk, her hair release from Fujin. She looked across at the girl as the two boys coitally kissed her neck and cheeks. But her eyes were focused on Rinoa’s, an orgasmic look of delight on her face.

Alone in Squall’s room, Rinoa watched as the lightning flashed against the window. The brilliant light turned the window by his desk into a mirror and she saw her reflection, her eyes staring back at her.
But within her gaze, her mind raced back to the day, to the girl in Fujin’s room. She saw the girl’s eyes as she reached her final climax, saw the girl as she let the final emotions come over her.
Rinoa stared into the reflection of her eyes, leaning on her hand. But she finally sat up from the window, turning around to the endless darkness of Squall’s room. She sighed quietly, then reached up to her chest, quieting her beating heart. With a sweep of her hands, she held her arms away from her body, her head held back and her eyes closed. “Leviathan!”
Like a cosmic bubble popping, a blue light irradiated from within Rinoa’s body. Out from her chest came a powerful glow, then a roar of power. Rinoa’s eyes opened as the silver and blue dragon came slithering from her body. The serpentine dragon wound through the air, withdrawing from her body and leaving the blue glow to cling to itself.
It wound up into the air near the ceiling, then turned its pointed head down to her. She stared up at it, the blue light hypnotizing her. “You’re normally . . .” She whispered.
Before she could say anything more, Leviathan dove at her like a bullet. Rinoa froze up in fear as the dragon wrapped around her body. Encircling her waist, the dragon grew as it wrapped her up. Slowly lifting her off the ground, Rinoa looked around with frantic fear.
She heard another roll of thunder and looked up to find the ceiling gone. She was floating over the bare ocean without any sight of the land. Overhead, a torrential downpour began, soaking her instantly. Rinoa was pelted by the furious rain, the raindrops stinging her as they struck her.
But as the water began to pool on her body, it ran off of her in hard streams. Fast and intense, the water coursed along her body dipping off. The first course of the water came down between her legs. The water flowed down through her clothes and her skin, mindless of her legs or how she held them. Running like a winding river, the water flowed directly over her most sensitive points, making her immediately gasp with shocked release.
The water gently, but persistently stimulated her. Its smooth, yet powerful course drove her gasp deeply in the rain as she floated above the water. In no time, she was holding her own head, the emotions growing too much.
But more of the water poured off of her. Each cast of water seemed to flow over her most sensitive spots. Water seemed to run uphill as courses of rainwater flowed over her erect nipples, while the line of water that coursed between her breasts and parted against her neck felt like a thousand fingers drawing lines of erotic attention cross her collar.
The sedate, but constant attention pushed Rinoa to one release after the next. The constancy of each release made them run together like the crashing waves beneath her. Each one was in actually only part of the next. Rinoa’s cries of joy were lost to the endless waves and devoured by the rain.
After a boundless series of releases, Rinoa felt Leviathan begin to shift. The rainwater continued to toy with her, but she felt his head snake it’s way down to her legs. She tried to look up at the dragon, but she felt his pointed head slither to the sensitive apex of her legs. With a flick of it’s snake tongue, she felt it tickle her perfectly, driving her instantly to a release. She threw her head back, calling out to the waves in joy.
The dragon flicked its textured, forked tongue at Rinoa over and over, each time making her scream in release. She reached up to her own breasts, desperate for more tactile stimulation than the constantly sensual torment of the rain.
Then Leviathan entered her.
Sliding in, the dragons’ head pushed gently inside of her defenses, eliciting a hungry moan from Rinoa. She felt the dragons’ slender head inside of her body, turning and twisting. It’s rough edges only provided sharp stimulation, each time it rubbed its head against the insides of her body, it made Rinoa release again with a powerful scream.
After Leviathan had entered into her far enough, she felt him shift his head around, turning back the way he had come. She felt him flow back, then she felt his tongue again. Striking at the tiny button just within her body, his tongue slipped up the very surface of her sensitive secret.
Rinoa erupted. The release like she had never known crashed against her with full force. Her entire body convulsed with joy, her screams lost to the thunder above. But Leviathan didn’t stop. He began to quickly flick at her over and over again, each slither making Rinoa climax again, each time more intensely then the last. The sensation of the tongue with the penetration along with the coursing water and her own hands made Rinoa grow dizzy from the unending joy.
But Leviathan continued. Slithering his tongue out longer and longer, the tiny tongue wrapped around Rinoa’s tiny spot, squeezing it delicately as it shifted slightly, letting the texture of his tongue rub against the spot from all angles, while the very tip of his tongue continued to entice the very top.
Rinoa’s legs kicked as her body overflowed with joy. Her entire being was filled with the endless power of the crashing joy that filled her every fiber of existence. She screamed until she had no breath, only to gasp into a new scream. Leviathan worked on, squeezing just a touch harder and rubbing around Rinoa’s spot just a touch faster. The subtle changes drove Rinoa mad. She cried out as the unending joy rushed through her body completely, relentlessly overwhelming her again and again.