University Days

Chapter I: Ice Princess

How? It is a rhetorical question. I know how it happened. I know better than to believe the birds and the bees story. I remember what happened quite clearly. In fact, it makes my cheeks burn to think about it.

Going to Sice's party was a disaster.

Her coffee date shook her head, taking another sip of her mocha. Sice watched her friend as she worked through several pages of extra chemistry problems. With a lifted eyebrow, Sice had curiously watched her friend. She had known that the other was quite the smart one, but to be able to effectively tutor her hormone-driven peers and not lose her sanity? That was something Sice could applaud her for.

"Kazusa's the same old guy, scaring the students with talk of experiments and blowing up labs. Then there's the teaching assistant, Emina. All the guys drool over her."

Sice smirked, sipping her vanilla frap via her straw. "And that's why they all come to you. I mean, don't get me wrong. You can be hot-"

"Sice, enough with your lesbian tendencies."

"I'm not lesbian."

"Bi-curious nature then." Her friend sighed, adjusting her glasses. "I am not kissing you, even when I'm drunk. Got it? Now, go pester Seven or whatever her name is."

"Good afternoon, ladies."

At the sound of his voice, Sice's smirk grew. Her friend rolled her eyes and continued to look over the papers. It seemed her 'students' were still messing up in balancing chemical equations. Ignoring the newcomer, she kept on working and sipping at her drink.

"Hey Quon, how've you been? Miss your lab partner?" Sice greeted, grinning from ear to ear.

The purple-haired young man stood behind an empty seat at their table, tossing his ponytail over his shoulder. Still, Sice's friend continued at her work, not saying a word. She reminded herself that she was getting paid by the university to tutor.

"Yeah, now that we're in different organic chem lab sections, it's different. I've had to work with a few idiots."

Sice snorted. Her friend merely rolled her eyes.

"So, what do you say? How about we grab dinner sometime? Friday night, maybe?"

Sice quit sipping on her frap and stared at her friend, shock registering on her face. Quon was never this bold. Did he really like her that much? Was he not getting it?

Sice seized this chance. "Look, Quon. She'd love to g-"

The silver-haired girl winced when something kicked her ankle.

"I'm busy that evening." Queen finally spoke up, glancing away from her work. Putting her hands together, she let out a sigh. "Sice invited me to hang out with her friends."

Quon scratched the back of his head, laughing nervously. "No, I should apologize. It was sudden. Well then, I'll see you two later then."

He was gone as quickly as he came. Then, Sice merely stared at her friend.

"You lied." The silver-haired young woman hissed. "Every time I invite you to hang out with my friends, you always turn down the invitation! I thought you were going to Naghi's."

"Nope."

"…You're joking."

"It's not my scene if you're not there with me."

"Shit, so you are coming." Sice smirked, "Oh, they're going to love you."

Bored out of his mind, everything was flying over his head. Literally, they had been sitting in the library for hours. It was a miracle that he was still in their chemistry class. As King and Seven figured out how to do the Ideal Gas Law problems, Nine was drifting off into space yet again.

In fact, he was not looking forward to when the homework was due. He received partial credit for at least attempting it, but he would never actually finish any of the assigned homework sets. Chemistry – actually, math and science were not his forte.

"I'm never taking anything math related ever again, dammit." He muttered, causing his two friends to stop their chattering.

Seven lifted an eyebrow as she flipped to a new page of her notebook. Jotting down the equation PV=nRT without even looking at the page, she kept her attention on Nine. "I don't understand why you took this class with us. You hate science."

"The TA, Emina's hot." King replied. "That's why."

Seven stopped to think about it. "Actually, that is true."

"And she's got a boyfriend, Izana or whatever. He teaches Biology or some shit." Nine face-planted right into his textbook. He was completely done with his crush on Emina. He wanted it to be Friday night already. He just wanted to drink and forget about it all.

"Sice, did you invite any of your sorority sisters?" Seven called over from the couch.

Shaking her head, Sice placed the handles of alcohol on the counter. King aided her by placing the shot glasses and bag of red cups next to the alcohol, pitcher of water and various sodas.

"Yeah, but most of them are at Naghi's. You know, frat parties. There's one coming. She said that it wasn't her scene if I wasn't there." Sice looked over to everyone in her living room. "You guys won't mind having her here, right?"

Eight shook his head, sipping on his beer as he chucked a ping-pong ball across a table. Jack shrugged his shoulders, grinning from ear-to-ear. King was indifferent as was Seven. As for Nine, he rolled his eyes and slumped back into the couch.

Seeing his roommate with that reaction, King picked up a ping-pong ball and attempted to throw it, but it had missed and hit Jack instead. Seven burst into a fit of giggles as she stood to take a shot with Sice. Jack and Eight then dove into a conversation of whom else Sice had invited.

"What is it, you?" King asked, taking Seven's place on the couch.

Nine shook his head.

"You'll tell me one way or another. I'd rather not have the alcohol talk for you."

"Don't play match maker this one."

"Done."

There was a moment of silence.

"So how long until we all drink ourselves silly?" Jack piped in.

"Not long." Nine smirked. "Let's go!"

"Bottoms up!" Sice cried out.

When she had shown up, everyone was either tipsy or almost drunk.

"Hey bitches. This is my sister, one of the coolest and prettiest Zeta Phis out there, Queen. Her nickname's Ice Princess, okay? Don't forget! She's saved my drunk ass loads of times. So be nice to her! And Seven, no hitting on her! She doesn't swing that way!"

"Awww, but she has nice long hair. I love long hair to tug on." Seven pouted.

"Nice to meet you, Queenie!" Eight piped in. "I'm Eight."

"Yo, you're pretty." Jack complimented before skipping off to the kitchen to down another mix of rum & coke. "Enchanté, la reine. And I'm Jack."

King acknowledged her presence with a nod when she stepped through.

"Whoa, hey. I'm—" Then, Nine had literally tripped in front of her, spilling his shot of Grey Goose on her jacket. She jumped back, but not fast enough. The vodka dripped from the front of her jacket, staining the fabric and the Greek letters on the left breast down.

"Nine, you dumbass! That jacket's expensive!" Sice yelled from the door. "See the Greek letters on it! Do you know how much Queen and I had to pay for these?"

"Sice, it's fine. I can just wash it." The new girl said, slipping off her first article of clothing. Besides, it was too warm in the apartment anyway. Neatly folding her jacket, she placed it in an untouched corner of the living room. She looked back at Nine and shrugged her shoulders. "Should we get you another shot then?"

"It's on me."

"Don't mind if I do." Queen took the shotglass from his hand and made her way toward the kitchen.

"Be prepared for a challenge." Sice hollered from across the room.

"Sice, you know how Nine is about challenges." King reminded.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuck, you're right." Eight facepalmed. "Don't do it."

And his warning fell on deaf ears.

"Challenge accepted, Princess."

"My name is Queen," she reminded before downing her first shot, the vodka burning her throat. Wiping her mouth, she placed the glass down carefully. "How many shots have you taken?"

"Five double shots."

"I'll catch up. Then, we'll talk."

After their sixth double shot together, he and Jack were getting into a very heated argument. Everyone else was with Jack in the living room, attempting to cool him down. Apparently once provoked, Nine had a raging temper and a powerful right hook.

She had been charged with caring for him while everyone else was nursing Jack. And he had stumbled into one of the guest rooms, taking her along with him. He complained about it being too hot in the guest room; in a heartbeat, his original tee shirt had been stripped and tossed aside. He was left in a black wife-beater tank top, which showed up his muscles and broad shoulders quite well. She was turning an even brighter shade of red just by looking at him.

The situation she found herself in was a very interesting one.

He was sited on the edge of the bed. His hand was resting on her back, her silky, dark hair under his fingers. And she was leaning over him, her right hand pressing against his clothed chest. Her other hand rested beside his hip. Etro, he wanted her hands all over him.

"It's fine, isn't it, hey?"

"N-no! This is wrong!" She protested.

It really didn't help that she was standing between his spread legs. She could have sworn that the temperature jumped up several degrees when he leaned toward her, his lips lingering near her ear. The hand he kept on her back was descending to her lower back and she arched into him, her hips pressing against his chest. He seized that chance to cup her ass against the fabric of her short skirt and pressed his lips against the shell of her ear.

She gasped. The contact was electrifying.

"Ya know ya wanna." He mumbled in her ear. "And you know, I like good girls."

She had been charged with caring for him, not doing him, but with him breathing down on her ear, she was losing all sense of propriety. She leaned into him, her breaths becoming uneven as his fingers trailed down the back of her skirt and lightly danced along the back of her thigh. She arched further into him. He groaned and pushed her into his lap, grinding his hips against hers. She gasped at the very intimate contact and her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

"You're pretty." He mumbled, burying his face in her hair. Inhaling her scent, he took in all of her. His hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her with his fingertips. She whimpered, her body quivering as he paid attention to her, listening for the changes in her tone.

"Shut up and kiss me." She ordered when she couldn't take it anymore.

He smirked.

"Such a demanding good girl." And he did kiss her, bruising her lips with his desperation. His hands tore at the buttons of her blouse. She wrapped her arms around him and straddled his waist, feeling his hard on against her thigh. The atmosphere became hot and heavy while they kept kissing, tearing off each other's clothes.

Flipping her over, he towered over her, kissing anywhere and everywhere, leaving lovebites down her untainted neck and across her breasts. She moaned under his touch, throwing her right leg around his waist. Nine took a hold of her lifted ankle, raising her leg to his shoulder. He licked his lip when she didn't complain; so the Ice Princess was flexible? He was going to be a lucky guy tonight. As he planted kisses down from her ankle to her inner thigh, she caught her breath when he stopped near her opening.

"I'm going to make you beg, Princess." He teased, blowing a puff of air onto her pearl. She shuddered at the contact, her hands gripping the sheets.

"Queens don't beg." She argued.

"We'll see about that. You'll be begging for me to take you." And he began to devour her, his tongue teasing her folds. She cried out, arching her back and bucking her hips into his face, determined to keep this pleasure. He licked her pearl and thrust his tongue into her. Wrapping both legs around his head, she locked her ankles together, trapping him against her inviting core. Her hands left the sheets and worked their way up to grab his blonde hair.

Oh Etro, Sice was going to kill her for making so much noise.

"Be as loud as you want, Princess." He goaded her. "Everyone's too drunk to care."

"S-shut up." She screeched when he ceased his teasing to suck on her dry. "T-that's the only thing you'll hear out of me."

"Oh?" He looked at her, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. Etro, that did not bode well for her at all. He moved away from her lower regions, leaving her wanting more. Pressing his body, his toned abdomen against her flat belly, he left soft kisses on her collarbone. He glanced up and locked gazes with her, licking his lower lip clean of her sweet nectar. "I want to know more – what makes you tick, what makes you moan. I want to know."

Then, he bit down on the base of her neck and lashed out his tongue over the bite. She almost relaxed under his touch until his fingers found her entrance. Plunging two digits into her warm chasm, he pressed his lips on the bite marks, sucking on her soft skin and drawing the blood to the surface, marking her there. A wave of pleasure ran through Queen's body as he continued driving his fingers into her.

"I want…" She breathed. She couldn't even think properly. She couldn't think of the consequence of her actions. All she could think about was having his lips bruising hers, his rock-hard abs pressed against her flat stomach, his length inside her and her walls accommodating him. Oh yes, she wanted him quite badly. It was beginning to show.

As cliché as it was, he was the flame she needed. She was an icicle, frozen to the core but this boy, this stranger, was just what she needed to melt. He was the fire she needed to thaw her icy defenses.

Queen whimpered when he withdrew his fingers. Missing his touch, she glanced up at him, only to see him licking his fingers. In her drunken haze, she had an idea.

"Hey, did you say something?" He asked her.

She placed a hand on his chest, smiling at him. Purring lightly, she pushed him down with her palm and crawled over him. He tried to sit up and seize control of the situation once more, but she exerted pressure to keep him down.

"I want you." She declared before pressing her lips to his member.

Nine twitched and threw his head back, groaning. His hands found her shoulders, his thumb tracing circles on her shoulder blades before he moved his hands up her soft neck and into her dark hair. "Where'd ya learn—nnnh-ta do this, Princess?"

"I read about it." She pulled her mouth away from him to answer. She began to lick and nip at him, causing him to spasm. A heat was growing in his belly, his desire for her growing with each careful stroke of her tongue. He groaned as she said, "You just…make me want to do things, things I shouldn't want to do."

"Heh." He chuckled. "So the good girl does have a wild side, hey. Why don't you show me what you've got, Princess?"

Planting a kiss on his tip, she glanced at him with a lustful glint in her eyes. "You're going to regret saying that."

"Was that a challenge accepted?"

"You're about to find out."

Nine sucked in his breath as she went down on him, bobbing her head on his length. He gripped her hair tightly and struggled, letting out a breathy moan as he began to buck into her mouth. And this girl was the Zeta Phi Ice Princess? Oh Etro, was he lucky. Not many guys could boast about having the Zeta Phi Ice Princess go down on him.

"Nnnnh." Nine shut his eyes tight. If she kept going, he wouldn't be able to last. Her mouth was too tight; and when coupled with her tongue swirling around his shaft, oh Etro, he could reach his orgasm any second now, but he didn't want that. He had yet to really feel her.

"Princess, if you keep doing that, I won't last much longer." He groaned, his fingers running through her silky hair. "Don't you want me inside you?"

She swirled her tongue around the top of his shaft before pulling her mouth away. Nine's breathing was ragged as he watched Queen lick her lips and sit up properly. He grabbed her wrist with one hand and rolled her onto her back, towering over her, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her neck.

With his free hand, he reached out for the pack of condoms that Sice left in the room in case things went down. Queen pressed kisses to his chest, encouraging him even more. Releasing her wrist, he ripped open the packet and pulled out the elastic material inside. Placing it on the tip of his length, he rolled the elastic band down, sheathing it to the base of his shaft.

Mounting her, their eyes met.

"Well, is this a yes?"

"Yes, now—" She didn't have time to really prepare for when he entered her. Etro, it was painful. She squeezed her eyes shut and her hands clung onto his biceps. Nine sucked in a breath. She was so tight and snug. He breathed out slowly, digging his fingers into the sheets under them.

When her grip on his arms loosened, he thrust into her. Her mouth slightly parted as she caught her breath again. He leaned over her, lips grazing her ear. "I'll ask again: are you sure, Princess?"

"I don't like leaving things unfinished." She said, hooking a leg around his waist. "And I always finish what I start."

She snaked her arms around his neck and planted kisses down his neck. That in itself was motivation enough for Nine to put his weight into his thrusts. And at first, Queen whimpered and panted quietly, but those were slowly getting louder. She was going to be a screamer when he was through with her.

He muffled her with his lips, but when she met his thrusts, it was becoming difficult to maintain control over the situation. He drove harder and faster into her. Her responses were likened to loud squeals; sometimes a giggle or two would leave her lips, which served to encourage him even more.

Her walls were beginning to tighten. Nine nibbled at her lower lip before his tongue roamed her mouth, toying with her once more. She clung to him for her dear life, heart pounding against her chest. She would release soon and he would follow after her.

And when she came, everything tensed up. Her legs squeezed his waist and her fingernails dug into his skin. She kissed him roughly, which he eagerly accepted. Nine rolled his hips, allowing her to ride the waves of pleasure. She was just so cozy. His member tightened and he almost stopped breathing when his release came.

Everything beyond that was a blur.

What's this? Oh dear, some hot 9Q smut in the first chapter?

Hi guys, I am back. Ventus Phoenix gave me this prompt a few months ago. I finally finished chapter one. And I love how it turned out. It'll be a multi-chaptered fic focusing on mainly Queen's development as a person because she doesn't get that much love here on ffnet, but don't worry. I've got subplots of everyone, so I have it covered. I hope you enjoyed reading so far.

Disclaimer: If I owned Final Fantasy Type-0, do you think this would be a fanfiction? I don't think so.