Of the Lady and Her Knight
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Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
623
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Prologue - A Kiss (Or Two)
Disclaimer: Not my characters, don’t sue, I don’t have any money. The characters, names, places and all things Final Fantasy in general belong to Square-Enix or whatever name they’re using at this time. I’m not making any money off of this story, it’s for my own enjoyment and maybe some other people will like it as well.
Warnings and such: M/F, possible spoilers, lemon in future chapters, fetish-y in future chapters.
So, this is my first sexual fanfic, so cut me a little slack the first couple chapters, I’m new to this. Anyways, if you haven’t realized already, this is a Squall/Rinoa story. If you don’t like the pairing, don’t read it. Flames, through e-mail or in reviews, will not be tolerated. The fact that I’m writing hetero fiction doesn’t mean I have anything against yaoi or yuri (quite the opposite, actually ^^), I’m just an equal opportunity fangirl. This is just a couple I’d like to see more about. Anyways…
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She was just a little surprised when he pulled her in close for a kiss. Rinoa had been expecting to be the one to make the first move, given Squall’s tendency to miss even the most obvious of “subtle” hints. But now, so it seemed, he had finally gotten the right idea. Squall had a hold of one wrist, holding it firmly, but not tight enough to hurt.
What? Does he think I’m going to run? Hyne no! As his lips brushed hers, Rinoa breathed in suddenly, inhaling the scent of leather mixed with a faint hint of gunpowder that combined to form a scent that was distinctively “Squall.” His lips felt unnaturally hot in the cold air of the balcony. For an instant, Rinoa remained frozen in surprise as those warm lips pressed to her own, but her initial shock was quickly overcome. A near smile turned the corners of her mouth as Rinoa closed her eyes and pressed eagerly into the kiss.
It didn’t take longer to realize that despite the bold kiss, Squall was still Squall and she would have to be the one to take the next step. Parting her lips slightly, Rinoa brushed her tongue shyly against Squall, hoping he’d understand. At the same time she slid her hand up his back, eventually burying her hands in the fur at the neck of his jacket, her fingertips teasing the back of his neck. Squall parted his lips and slid his tongue across hers softly at first but with increasing aggression. Rinoa was forced to take a step backwards, removing her hand from his jacket to brace herself against the balcony railing with it. Squall bit lightly at Rinoa’s lower lip, cupping her face with a calloused hand.
“Hurry! Get the battery in quick, it’s getting good!” Rinoa’s eyes snapped open as Squall pulled away from the kiss. She glanced up to see Squall glaring into the main party where Selphie and Irvine struggled with a video camera. “What? No need to stop, just ignore us,” Selphie said with a grin.
Great, they’d been watched. But for how long? Squall seemed to be turning red and Rinoa could feel the blush rising in her own cheeks. But why be embarrassed? Rinoa had no intention of hiding her relationship, and she assumed Squall felt the same. If that was the case…
Rinoa reached up to Squall’s face and pulled him back to her lips. Once he overcame his initial surprise, Squall seemed to relax once again as he rested his hands upon her waist. That was better.
"Nice. Are you filming it?” Irvine’s voice, but Rinoa was beyond the point of caring who was watching.
She did, however, have no desire to be either Irvine or Selphie when they next ran into Squall.
Warnings and such: M/F, possible spoilers, lemon in future chapters, fetish-y in future chapters.
So, this is my first sexual fanfic, so cut me a little slack the first couple chapters, I’m new to this. Anyways, if you haven’t realized already, this is a Squall/Rinoa story. If you don’t like the pairing, don’t read it. Flames, through e-mail or in reviews, will not be tolerated. The fact that I’m writing hetero fiction doesn’t mean I have anything against yaoi or yuri (quite the opposite, actually ^^), I’m just an equal opportunity fangirl. This is just a couple I’d like to see more about. Anyways…
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She was just a little surprised when he pulled her in close for a kiss. Rinoa had been expecting to be the one to make the first move, given Squall’s tendency to miss even the most obvious of “subtle” hints. But now, so it seemed, he had finally gotten the right idea. Squall had a hold of one wrist, holding it firmly, but not tight enough to hurt.
What? Does he think I’m going to run? Hyne no! As his lips brushed hers, Rinoa breathed in suddenly, inhaling the scent of leather mixed with a faint hint of gunpowder that combined to form a scent that was distinctively “Squall.” His lips felt unnaturally hot in the cold air of the balcony. For an instant, Rinoa remained frozen in surprise as those warm lips pressed to her own, but her initial shock was quickly overcome. A near smile turned the corners of her mouth as Rinoa closed her eyes and pressed eagerly into the kiss.
It didn’t take longer to realize that despite the bold kiss, Squall was still Squall and she would have to be the one to take the next step. Parting her lips slightly, Rinoa brushed her tongue shyly against Squall, hoping he’d understand. At the same time she slid her hand up his back, eventually burying her hands in the fur at the neck of his jacket, her fingertips teasing the back of his neck. Squall parted his lips and slid his tongue across hers softly at first but with increasing aggression. Rinoa was forced to take a step backwards, removing her hand from his jacket to brace herself against the balcony railing with it. Squall bit lightly at Rinoa’s lower lip, cupping her face with a calloused hand.
“Hurry! Get the battery in quick, it’s getting good!” Rinoa’s eyes snapped open as Squall pulled away from the kiss. She glanced up to see Squall glaring into the main party where Selphie and Irvine struggled with a video camera. “What? No need to stop, just ignore us,” Selphie said with a grin.
Great, they’d been watched. But for how long? Squall seemed to be turning red and Rinoa could feel the blush rising in her own cheeks. But why be embarrassed? Rinoa had no intention of hiding her relationship, and she assumed Squall felt the same. If that was the case…
Rinoa reached up to Squall’s face and pulled him back to her lips. Once he overcame his initial surprise, Squall seemed to relax once again as he rested his hands upon her waist. That was better.
"Nice. Are you filming it?” Irvine’s voice, but Rinoa was beyond the point of caring who was watching.
She did, however, have no desire to be either Irvine or Selphie when they next ran into Squall.