Letting Go

Ratings and warnings: NC-17 m/f, f/f reference, m/f non-consensual, oral sex and masturbation If any of this bothers you, or you’re underage in your state of residence, don’t read it. Otherwise please read, enjoy and comment.

Pairings: FF8: Quistis/male, Q/bad guy, Q/bad chick, Q/Irvine, and a little surprise at the end.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Quistis, Irvine, Zell, or any of the other FF8 characters. Just borrowing them from Sony and Square. This was not written for profit, just the enjoyment of writing and reading. The other characters in the fic are my own, and are not to be used by anyone else without permission. Thank you.

Setting: Right before the team is to go and assassinate the Sorceress Edea, and are at the Cave of the Unknown King. Squall, Rinoa and Selphie have gone off to deal with that, and the other three are spending the night camped out on the open plains.

Thanks: First I’d like to thank Naraku for beta reading my fic and kicking me in the butt repeatedly to finish it already. Secondly, I’d like to thank Docker37 for teaching me to think like a man.

Feedback: I’d love it, but don’t make me beg. Please. ;-)

"Letting Go" by Peachyra

Firelight flickered across the somber face of the rugged young man keeping watch while his two comrades slept. Irvine Kinneas appeared to be dozing beside the fire. His long legs were stretched out near the flames as his back rested against his pack. His head was down with his cowboy hat settled low over his eyes, and his rifle slung across his lap. But sometimes appearances are deceiving. Few would guess by looking at him that Irvine was the best sharpshooter Gabaldia Garden had ever produced, perhaps even the best in all of SeeD.

He looked over his two traveling companions, contemplating the mission set for him and these Balamb SeeDs he had just been paired up with the day before. His assignment was to assassinate the Sorceress-no minor feat. Although, in theory, it should only take one clean headshot, he couldn’t help but doubt himself. "Could a thing as small as a bullet truly stop an all powerful sorceress?" he pondered.

He looked over to the sleeping form of Zell Dincht, the "expert" martial artist. "Well, that remains to be seen," he muttered to himself. Zell certainly had some impressive moves for such a short man. Irvine had watched the compact fighter go through some of his exercises earlier in the evening. His fists and feet a blur, Zell tackled numerous unseen enemies while pulling off impressive flips, turns, and punches. Irvine worried about the quick temper and air headedness that Zell had shown so far in the tense points of the mission. Shaking his head, Irvine mentally scolded the fighter. "Typical Blonde," he reflected as his thoughts and vision moved over to his other sleeping companion.

Irvine’s gaze fell upon the much better looking sight of Quistis Trepe. Her long strawberry-blonde still hair done up in that funky bun, with locks falling freely down both sides of her face. "Wonder how she sleeps with her hair done up like that," he thought, as he self-consciously pulled at his own low ponytail.

Irvine scrutinized her face as she slept. Every once in a while she would make a face as something happened in her dreams. Her skin was flawless, and her face was near perfect. Her lips were full and red, practically begging to be kissed. Irvine had to fight the urge to go over and give Quisis a kiss on her luscious lips. Under her creamy lids rested deep, violet-blue eyes that shone with the strength and intelligence that had helped her become one of the youngest SeeDs ever. Irvine’s gaze shifted lower, over her long, swan-like neck, and down to the swells of her perfect breasts; large, but not so big that they would be cumbersome in battle. Irvine couldn’t help imagining what it would be like to rub his hands over her soft flesh, using both his fingers and tongue to stimulate her nipples. "I wonder what color her nipples are?" he mused. His eyes moved down over her waist and hips and he remembered watching her earlier that day, during her own practices, as she used her whip with a vengeance against some poor, unsuspecting vegetation. He had enjoyed the sight of her swinging her hips around as she waved her whip in the air. Her pink skirt clung to her tight ass in a very reveling way, just enough to drive a guy wild. Irvine marveled at how sexy Quistis looked in pink, and did so without looking childish, like most young women did back at the Gabaldian Garden.

Back to the present, his eyes roamed further down her long, slender legs until reach her boots. Images of how those strong legs would rap around his waist and hold him tightly while they made love for hours passed through his mind. Irvine’s smile deepened as he though of all the ways he could touch Quistis, and the excitement and pleasure that they could share. Irvine shook his head to clear it and gave a sigh. While he loved this fantasy, he knew very well it was going to stay a dream. His eyes shifted back to some point on the horizon, as he chuckled to himself, glad that Quistis didn’t sleep underneath a blanket.

He grew more somber as he thought over what the other half of the team was doing. Traipsing out to some unknown king’s tomb. Just to get a stinking number off of a lost weapon, to prove that they were soldiers. Irvine’s face grew darker. "Glad I’m not off on that wild goose chase. Squall, our fearless leader is better off doing that crap then I am. Though I wouldn’t mind spending time with Selphie, Rinoa too. Now there are another fine pair of women to look at, even if they are both more childish then Quistis," thought Irvine, a smile creeping across his face as his gaze shifting back to her body once again. He frowned again as his thoughts turned back to the general. "Wouldn’t we be better off showing what are skills are to General Caraway in person to prove our ability," he practically yelled in his mind.

Irvine was pulled back to reality by the sound of Quistis’s voice. She was still asleep, but seemed to be having a nightmare. Her face was contorted into a look of fear and pain as she kept murmuring words like "no," "please stop," "not again," and "don’t hurt me." While he was a little concerned, Irvine decided it might be best for her to finish her dream, as he had heard once it was bad to wake someone up in the middle of one. As she began to talk louder and start to thrash around, he moved over to hold her still as she began to move around more wildly, so that she wouldn’t fall into the fire. It became harder to hold her as she started to yell and tears streaked down her lovely face. Throwing caution to the wind, Irvine began to shake her and softly call her name, hoping Quistis would wake soon from her dream. With one last yell, she abruptly sat up and stared at Irvine, as if she’d never seen him before. After a moment Quistis broke into tears and grabbed onto Irvine in a fierce hug. Not knowing what else to do, he held her tight, making soft noises to comfort her.

After what seemed like an eternity to Irvine, Quistis’s sobs began to subside, and her grip loosen. As she pulled away from him, Quistis whispered softly, "I’m sorry. I ’t m’t mean to burden you like that." She kept her face down, and turned away from Irvine, feeling her cheeks burn red with the shame of her breakdown. She sat there for a minute, cringing at the thought of how weak she must look to Irvine. When she felt his arm slide around her for another hug, she almost pulled away, but didn’t feel she had the strength to.

He whispered in her ear, "Don’t worry, it happens to the best of us. It’s not your fault you had a bad dream."

Quistis finally looked up into those smoky blue eyes and saw nothing but an offer of comfort and companionship. She smiled up at him as mouthed the words "Thank you." Quistis snuggled up closer to Irvine, taking up his unspoken offer of comfort, thinking to herself how lucky she was that Zell had slept through everything, and how nice and safe it felt in Irvine’s arms.

After sitting there for a long while, Irvine shifted so that they could look at each other and said, "Tell me about your dream, it will make you feel better." Quistis blushed again and looked away. He took hold of her chin, dragging her face back towards his, and looked deep into her eyes.

"Please, tell me."

Quistis grew more flushed, then sighed. "All right," she said, "but this will not be easy. These dreams are the ones that have been haunting me for three years now. They are…memories of a very bad part of my life. But maybe it’s time I finally told someone. Maybe I shouldn’t keep this a secret anymore. But promise me you’ll not interrupt me until I’ve finished." Irvine nodded his agreement, so Quistis took a deep breath and began her story.

"I was very much in love with a boy who was almost three years older then me. So smart, very good looking, and he could always make me laugh." Irvine noticed a small smile to creep across her face as she looked at the fire. "No matter what was going on in his training and life, he always had a big smile for me and a look of humor in his eyes. Normally I would never have had a chance to meet with a person so much older, but since I was such an advanced student, we had many classes together. While we could never show our feelings publicly, he was always a great comfort during our training. We would often sneak out at night to the secret meeting place in our training grounds. Though, how it is still a secret, I don’t know. We’d never had sex while both of us were trainees, both afraid of being caught. I really did love him though, and I wanted to show him."

"He received his SeeD rank about 4 months before I did. So the night of the ball to commemorate the passing of all his tests, I went to visit him a few hours before he had to be there. While I was still in danger of being expelled if we were caught, I didn’t care. I wanted to be with him so badly. And I wanted to make that night the best of his life. So I snuck into the boy’s dorm and to his room, not like I hadn’t before. But this time someone had seen me."

"I surprised my boy friend, to say the least. He was in the middle of getting changed and just expecthat hat it was his roommate coming in, but instead he got an eyeful of me, unbuttoning my shirt as I walked towards him." Irvine had to hide his own smirk at the thought of it. "We grabbed each other into a tight embrace and he kissed me so tenderly. I can’t tell you how much I loved him. He was even more surprised when I pushed him into his bedroom and right onto the bed. He just looked at me with these big, wide eyes. It was one of the funniest sights I’d ever seen.t I t I held back my laughter as I stripped down to my bare skin for him, and then leaned over and stripped what things he still had on right off of him."

"He finally regained his composure, along with achieving a very big erection, when I was removing his briefs. I’m not sure how he did it, but he grabbed me and twisted at the same time, so that I landed on the bed, with him on top of me. He kissed me once again and looked me straight in the eyes, asking me if I was sure I wanted this. I just replied with another kiss." Quistis closed her eyes and tilted her head back for a few moments, seeming to savor the memory like she would a fine wine. With another deep sigh, she continued, "For our first time, I think it was good. I mean, it hurt of course, but just being that close to him, the feel of him inside me. It was the most amazing thing. But I’ll never get to experience that with him again." As her gazayedayed on the fire, the smile that had graced her face slowly faded as her eyes took on a sad, liquid look.

"For just as we had finished, a low and evil sounding chuckle pierced my conscious. I turned to the doorway to see Professor Cervis standing there. He had the meanest looking smile plastered on his face. As my boyfriend covered us up, the professor thanked us for such a good show. His eyes had such an evil look to them, like he was plotting something horrible. Then he told us to get dressed quickly and that he would deal with us in his office. As he turned on his heel, Cervis reminded my boyfriend he had the ball to go to soon, and that he’d better get ready quick and come into his office first, in less then half an hour."

"We kissed our good byes as I dressed quickly and he ran off to the showers, planning to meet at Professor Cervis’s office in less then a half hour. I ran over to my own dorm room and cleaned myself up. When I reached the office, my boyfriend was already waiting. We kissed once more, and he knocked and entered through the door. I sat down outside and had the longest wait I have ever endured. Even though it was probably only 10 or 15 minutes, it seemed like an eternity. I’ll never know what that bastard said to him, but when my sweet came back out of the door, he didn’t say a thing. He didn’t even look at me, just walked past me, off to the ball."

"I almost started to cry then, but I screwed up my courage instead and walked though that door. At that point my life changed forever. There are many times I wished that I had ran away, instead of going through that damn door." Irvine could tell that she was barely able to hold her emotions in check as her face took on an pinched expression and he slipped his hand over one of her balled fists in hopes to comfort her some. After a few long minutes of silence, with only the sounds of the fire crackling breaking the quite, Quistis was able to continue.

"When I walked in, the professor told me to sit down and openly stared at my body. He had a smirk on his face as he stared at my breasts, not even giving me the respect of talking to my face. He informed me that I had broken Garden rules, and that I needed to be punished. He said to me, ‘You will never have contact with that young man again. He is a full SeeD, while you are still a cadet. I have decided that since both of you are such exemplary students, I don’t want either of you thrown out. I will instead keep this between the three of us.’ For one moment I thought I had been given a wonderful present from Cervis, but he soon informed me otherwise. ‘You will have to pay for my silence thought, while you are still in training. You see, you still need to be punished, and I know the best thing for that.’" Quistis had to choke out those last few sentences.

"His smile scared me more then anything else in my life. He got up from his chair, circled around his desk, and stopped before me. Cervis grabbed my arms, pulled me up so I was standing, and got right up to my face. He had such a cruel look in his eyes, I was too afraid not to do what ever he told me. He pulled me closer and kissed me hard on my lips, so hard that it felt like he was bruising me. The professor finally pulled away and said in a low whisper, ‘Your punishment is going to be most appropriate. You will please me however I want you to up until the time that you become a full-fledged SeeD. If you do not agree to these terms, I will go tell Headmaster Cid of your activities with the male populations immediately, and I won’t be afraid to embellish.’"

"I stared at him for a moment, trying to tell him no. But I couldn’t let myself get kicked out of the Garden, it’s all I had ever known. I had worked too hard to get where I was, I was so close to passing all of my exams, and I was an orphan, and had no place to go if I was forced to leave the Garden. So, I dropped my head as I told Professor Cervis that I agreed to his terms."

"He told me to stand where I was and not to move an inch as he moved behind me and to one of his cabinets in the back of the office. I heard him opening a door, but didn’t dare turn around to look at what he was getting. When he walked back up behind me, I saw something like a scarf come over my eyes, and then he covered them completely and made a tight knot behind my head. He then told me to open my mouth and when I did, put another scarf into my mouth and tied it so that I was gagged. He put his mouth up by my ear and murmured into it, "Can’t have you making too much noise and attracting attention, now can we?" I was practically shaking I was so scared of what he’d do, but I continued to stand there, afraid of what he’d do to me more if I didn’t obey." Quistis’s body started to shake, even though it was a warm night. Irvine put one hand around her shoulder in hopes of calming her. Once more she sat there staring at the fire, so long in fact, that Irvine was afraid she was not able to continue. Finally Quistis began to speak again.

"Cervis started to strip me of all my clothing, removing it carefully, so as not to tear any of my cloths. His dirty hands roved all over my body, touching me in my most private places. The scariest part about him was that he hummed. That time and every time after, he hummed some happy sounding tune, like he was doing his daily chores or something mundane like that, and not using my body to fulfill his own sick pleasures."

"When he finally all all of my clothes off, he pulled me over to a chair, sat down and pulled me so that I was laying, stomach down, across his lap. He broke from his humming briefly to say, ‘This will be your punishment. It’s very light in my opinion. I hope you enjoy it as much as I will.’ I heard his cruel chuckle as he began to spank me. Every slap made my behind burn with a stinging pain, and my face grew redder with embarrassment. His humming was ever consistent, like he was making out a song, using the slaps a part of the tempo. What shamed me all the more was that I could feel his penis growing stiffer against my side, with every single slap. Blind and gagged, I felt completely helpless, like a small child."

"When Cervis finally stopped spanking me, he slid my body down to the floor so that I was kneeling before him. I heard him undo his zipper over his soft humming. My body shook with the fear and anticipation of what might be coming next. I was surprised when he removed the gag from my mouth and started to massage my lips. But soon his fingertips were replaced with the tip of his penis. I tried to back away, shocked by what he wanted me to do. Cervis grabbed the base of my neck with one of his strong hands, pulling me forward again, his harsh voice reminding me of my recent promise. Knowing that I had no choice, I opened my mouth and let him slide his penis into my mouth. At that point I decided I’d try and make all my times with him as short as possible. So I started to suck hard as I could on him, trying to make it end as quickly as I could."

"Luckily that night, after everything else that had happened, it did not take him long to release himself. After only a few minutes, his salty, bitter cum started to shoot into my mouth and down my throat. I couldn’t help but gag on the vile stuff. When he finally released my head he informed me that I was done for the night and I should clean up and go. While I was wiping off my face with the scarf, he had put his own clothes back together and was heading for the door, to go to the ball. He turned to me just as he reached the doorframe and told me he would call me to his office whenever he needed me. He left and slammed the door behind him, and I sat there for a few minutes listening to his footsteps and humming as he walked down the hall. When I could hear him no longer, I dressed and ran to the girl’s bathroom to shower. I needed to get his smell and filth and feel of him off of my body. I must have scrubbed myself raw that night, trying to get rid of his dirtiness."

Another long pause. Irvine watched as a few silent tears slid down her beautiful face. It was at this point that he realized that Quistis was gripping his hand so tightly he was half-afraid that she was going to break it. He gently broke her death grip on his hand and Quistis let herself give a small smile when she realized what she was doing to him. Wiping the tears from her face, she took a deep breath, and continued once again.

"In the following few months, there were many more nights like the first. Cervis did unspeakable things to my body, violating me in everyway he could think of. He liked to give pain, and I still have a few small scars to show for that. Luckily they all look like something that I could have gotten in battle or by an accident from my own whip. I always did whatever he told me to, too afraid of getting kicked out if I ever resisted him. I hated myself for not being able to stand up to him. I was too much of a coward to say no. I realize now that I could have gotten him fired, that most people would not have blamed me for what happened. But at the time, I was too young, inexperienced, and frightened to do anything."

"Finally the day came when I had passed all of my tests and received the rank of a full SeeD member. I could finally escape him. He did pay me one last horrible visit, right before the ball. I’ll remember so clearly after he’d came inside of me that last time, he pressed his dirty har hard to mine then pushed me aside as he stood up to leave. He turned to me as he was about to walk out the door and said, ‘Thank you my dear, for such a pleasant evening. I will never forget our little trysts.’ I think that was the worst twist he could have given me. Making it sound as if I had wanted it, deserved it, LIKED IT!"

The last words rang out in the night air, and seemed to roll across the plains. Zell stirred in his sleep, but just rolled over to continue his soft snoring. The moments stretched out as the silence seemed to press upon them. Just as Irvine was about to say something, Quistis continued.

"Fortunately, he paid for his crimes against me, although it was through a rather indirect way. One of the most humiliating times of my ordeal is when another female student walked in on us. And of course it had to be the nastiest girl in the whole Garden, the one that had some personal grudge against me that I will never understand. Amanda Wilheln: rich, pretty, snobby and bitchy. She was only an average student, but I think she was jealous of me, because I was so far advanced then most. She was almost two years older then me, but was over a year behind me in training. A worse person couldn’t have walked in on my ordeal."

"Cervis knew what kind of person Amanda was, and new how to keep her quite. He made me pleasure her, in much the same way I had done for him so many times before. When she had finally climaxed, filling my mouth with more then one bitter taste, he excused me so that he could use her for his own pleasure."

"I found out a few months after my ascension into the SeeD ranks that Cervis had been caught during one of his excursions with Amanda. Though most assumed that dear, sweet Amanda was not to blame for what happened, she was forced to leave the Garden and sent home, so that her family could deal with the repercussions. I can tell you now; the good Professor was not the first man she had been with. And Cervis, he was sent to a prison where he met a most painful, if fitting end. Within a week, one of the other prisoners had found out his crimes, and decided Cervis should know what it was like. A much larger man then the Professor raped and beat him quite brutally and he bled to death that same night." A small smile crept onto Quistis’s face, but the pain in her eyes remained.

"I know it sounds bad, but I don’t feel sorry for him. In fact, I hope it was very painful. I hope he was hurt as much or more then every time he’d hurt me, all rolled into one. I guess you could say, I’m not a very forgiving person."

Quistis gave Irvine a wry smile along with a sideways glace, to see what his reaction would be. He surprised her by pulling her into a bear hug and whispering into her ear, over and over, "it’s ok, it’s not your fault, you didn’t do anything wrong." She held finally gave into her emotions as she pulled herself closer to him and let her tears run freely. The pain she had been feeling this night, what she had been carrying with her all these years, seemed to drain out with her tears. For once she felt safe, and felt like she could finally trust someone agaiIt wIt was something that she had not felt in a long time."

When at last she her sobbing had subsided, and Irvine’s chant had been reduced to soft, inaudible murmurs, Quistis pulled away from his embrace. She raised her tear-streaked face to look into his deep, violet-blue eyes. His face, which had always seemed so suave, mocking, and debonair at the same time, held just one emotion at that moment, concern. She had noticed when they first met that Irvine was handsome, but she had also noticed that he knew it, and used it to his advantage. This was the first time she had ever really looked at him. How st dst delicate his face was, with his high cheekbones, strong jaw, and soft lips, all framed by his long, red-brown hair. She admitted to herself how good it felt to be pressed against his strong, broad chest. Realizing she was staring, she blushed and looked away.

Irvine grabbed her chin gently and pulled her face back so she was looking at him. "Now after sharing all of that you don’t need to be embarrassed over a few tears."

Just seeing Irvine’s big, warm grin made Quistis feel more comfortable around him. She smiled back at him and laid her head oh his shoulder. As Irvine’s hand moved up to lightly rub her neck and back Quistis sighed and snuggled closer. After a few minutes she said without looking up, "So, what now?"

"Oh, there’s all kinds of things we could do now. We could talk some more, take a walk, go to sleep, or maybe we could just get drunk and screw." Quistis suddenly sat up and pretended to elbow Irvine in the stomach. They both started to laugh as he held his stomach with both hands. As her laughter started to subside she giggled into his ear, "I knew you would be a fan of country music, but I didn’t think you’d like the old stuff!"

Irvine promptly shoved her off of his lap. "Not my fault you don’t have good taste in music!" They both started laughing again, but stopped when Zell started to snore, loudly. This drove them into even more fits of muffled laughter. Finally, Quistis got up and rolled him over, away from the fire, and his snoring subsided. She went back over to Irvine’s side and sat next to him with her head on his shoulder.

They just sat there for a long time, starring into the fire, contemplating the night. Suddenly Quistis realized that Irvine had put his arm around her without her even noticing. She couldn’t help but think how good it felt to be in a man’s arms again, and about how long it had been.

"Quistis," Irvine began, "have you ever been with another man since? I know that you may not wanna talk about this anymore, but I think it would help you move past a lot of your unhappiness of what happened." He looked at her, a little scared that he might have overstepped his bounds.

Quistis gave him a piercing look and cocked her eyebrow. "Which do you mean will help me, talking about it with you, or having sex?" Irvine flushed a little. "Well, both really. I think talking about it will help you heal some of the scares that bastard gave you, at least the emotional ones. But I also think it’s important that you experience sex again because it’s not a bad thing." He stared deeply into her eyes as he waited for her answer.

"Well, no, I guess you’re not overstepping your bounds by trying to get me to talk about it," she admitted. "And I do feel somewhat better then I have for over three years now. Perhaps I shouldn’t have held it in this long, but I never could find someone I could trust to talk about it before, and certainly no one I felt comfortable enough with to sleep with. I thought maybe I had found that person in Squall, but he, well, he rejected me quite absolutely."

Irvine snorted. "Well, Squall must be the biggest idiot on the planet then. It’s not every day that a guy gets an offer from someone as intelligent, talented and beautiful as you. If I had been the lucky man to have an offer like that from you, I would have taken you up on it before you even finished asking."

Quistis seemed at first to be quite taken aback by Irvine’s statement, and he was afraid he’d once again said too much. Then Quistis’ face seemed to change in an instant as a sly look came across it. "Well then, since you’ve already said yes, and it’s getting quite late, we’d better get started."

Irvine’s jaw dropped. He sat speechless as Quistis climbed up on to his lap again, this time facing him. She pushed his jaw up so that his mouth closed and then leaned forward to kiss Irvine’s lips. It was a soft, but sensual kiss, lasting only seconds, and it took his breath away. When they broke apart, Irvine finally found his voice. "Are you sure this is what you want? I would be so happy to comply, but I don’t want you to regret anything."

"I’ve been thinking about this quite a bit lately," Quistis started, "I think it’s time for me to move on. I tried to get Squall to-" Irvine stopped her sentence with another kiss, this one harder and more demanding then the last.

When Irvine broke from the kiss he stated simply, "Squall is a jackass, let’s not ruin this by talking about him anymore."

Quistis gave a small smile and nodded her accent, so he continued. "What about snoring beauty over there?" tipping his head in Zell’s direction. "Zell would sleep through the Garden pulling itself out of the ground and flying off! We don’t need to worry about him."

Quistis pushed Irvine’s long coat off from him and threw it out behind him to make an impromptu bed. She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, ripping off two before she finally got it undone and thrown off toward the bushes. He chuckled a little at her eagerness as Quistis ran her fingers through his sparse auburn chest hair, staring quite transfixed at his chest. She leaned in and kissed his neck right where it met at the shoulder, sending shivers down Irvine’s spine. Her hands roamed all over his upper body while she moved her head down, trailing her nose through his chest hairs and inhaling his scent deeply. When Quistis found one of his dark pink nipples, she took a tentative lick. Hearing Irvine’s sharp intake of breath was all she needed to convince her to continue.

Quistis swirled her tongue around Irvine’s nipple a few times before sucking it into her mouth and nibbling it a little. Hearing a soft moan from Irvine, she quickly moved to the other nipple to give it the same treatment.

Irvine pulled Quistis’ face back up to his and gave her another long kiss. This time, his tongue ventured into her mouth and her own tongue responded in kind. Irvine unzipped her vest and pushed it, her arm protections, and gloves off all at once, thr threw the clothing off towards his own discarded shirt. He was surprised to find she didn’t wear a bra, but the though quickly left his mind and he started to tease her rosy nipples.

Both the cool night air and Irvine’s touch stimulated her nipples, stiffening them to hard peaks. She leaned forward, pushing her breasts more fully into Irvine’s hands, to give him another kiss. Irvine went with her motion and fell back onto his coat so that Quistis was lying on top of him, her breasts still firmly in his hands. She kissed Irvine hungrily while he kneaded her breasts. When Quistis felt his hands slide down and start to fumble with the opening of her skirt, she sat up quickly and started to undo it herself. When it was unfastened, she got up onto her knees while still straddling Irvine, and he helped her push both the skirt and her panties over her hips and down her legs. As Quistis kneeled there above him naked, bathed in firelight, Irvine just laid there for a moment admiring every inch of her toned body. Right down to her strawberry curls.

It took a moment for him to realize that Quistis had already unzipped his pants and was pulling them down. Irvine’s cock sprang out of its confines, surprising her a little. When she had pulled Irvine’s pants down far enough so they wouldn’t be a hindrance, she leaned forward to kiss him again.

His hands were drawn to her body like a magnet, compelled to roam over every inch of her ivory skin that he could reach. Quistis move her body back and forth, rubbing the head of his penis with her stomach. With a little squeeze from Irvine’s hands on her butt, Quistis moved forward so that she was rubbing with her already dampening pussy lips.

With one last kiss, Quistis sat up and started to impale herself onto Irvine’s shaft. He moved his hands to her hips to guide her as he pushed up. When their pelvises met, Quistis just sat there for a moment, enjoying the feel of having a man inside her once again. Irvine rubbed both of his thumbs along around her clitoris, before his hands were drawn once again to her perfect breasts. Her own juices made it easier for Irvine to swirl his fingers around her nipples, making them stand out even more.

Placing her hands on his stomach, Quistis leaned forward a little and started to move slowly up and down Irvine’s shaft.

Groaning, Irvine watched his own member being swallowed repeatedly by Quistis’s hungry body. He started to knead her breasts, while at the same time beginning to thrust upward slowly to match her rhythm. Irvine was rewarded with a moan escaping from her luscious lips as she closed her eyes in pleasure.

Irvine leaned upward to try and catch one of her bouncing breasts in his mouth, and only succeeding in being able to lick at the nipple flying up and down as Quistis started to increase her tempo and pounded him harder. He reached down and pushed a finger against her erect clitoris, making her moan even louder.

All of the stimulation that Irvine was giving her was starting to build up fast. Quistis could feel a warm tingling starting to build deep within her. As she kept pounding hard against Irvine, she could feel her hair becoming undone. With one hand, she reached up and loosened her hair completely, letting it fly about her face as she drew closer to climax. Finally everything was too much for her, and Quistis felt her orgasm start to rip though her body.

Irvine watched as Quistis leaned back and practically stopped moving, her sweating body arched in the throws of passion. He started to thrust upwards faster and harder, hoping to give her the most pleasure he could. Quistis’s moans and the rhythmic contracts of her inner walls sent Irvine over the edge as well.

Grabbing her waist tightly, Irvine gave a few fierce strokes as he began to shoot his own cum inside of Quistis. They stayed frozen in that position for a few moments longer as Quistis felt the after tremors of her orgasm. Finally, she collapsed on top of Irvine and simply wrapped his arms around her body protectively.

The two new lovers laid there for a long while in comfortable silence, and probably would have fallen asleep in that position if there wasn’t the problem of Zell catching them in the morning.

Finally, Quistis extracted herself from Irvine’s gaze and went to get a water canteen to clean up and their cloths from the nearby bush. Returning to sit next to him, Irvine began to clean both himself and Quistis with the water she had brought. He washed away all the evidence of their coupling, as well as giving her a quick sponge bath before he washed himself quickly. They got dressed in silence before sitting down in front of the fire once again.

"Thank you."

Irvine looked over to Quistis and smiled. "It was a pleasure to help you." He leaned over to her and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I’d do it again in a heartbeat." He said when they finally broke their kiss.

"Well, how about oral sex next chance we get?" Quistis asked while winking at him.

"Not a problem at all. I’d love to show you the pleasures of my talented tongue," replied Irvine right before he gave a huge yawn.

"Why don’t you get a few hours of sleep," suggested Quistis. "I feel wide awake, and it’s almost dawn anyhow. I’ll just tell Zell that you were more tired then you thought and woke me up to finish the night watch."

"Speaking of Zell," Irvine replied, "I can’t believe he didn’t wake up at all. He’s one hell of a heavy sleeper. Not a good trait in a SeeD, but damned useful tonight."

They both laughed heartily at this. After giving Quistis one more quick kiss, Irvine laid down to catch a few hours of sleep before the others got back from their mission. Quistis meanwhile moved over to the packs that Irvine had earlier been resting against to finish the watch for the rest of the night. As the sky began to lighten and birds begin to sing, Quistis thought over the future. Both of the mission set before them, and of what kind of future she might have with the flirt from Gabaldia Garden.

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(Earlier that morning, unbeknownst to the two new lovers…)

Zell silently watched as Quistis and Irvine sucked face and then began to strip each other.

"I never get the hot girls." Zell pouted to himself as he unzipped his jeans and took out his own ridged cock. "At least I get to see a good show tonight."

He had a perfect view of Quistis and her jiggling breasts. He could even hear her moan and the squishing sounds she made while fucking the cowboy. Zell moved his gloved hand up and down his own thick shaft in the same rhythm of the couple’s humping. The well-worn leather felt soft and pliant against his shaft. He quickly came just as Quistis was starting to moan and really pound on the Gabaldian. Satisfied, Zell rolled over and fell back asleep before the others had even finished their own climaxes.