"Ahhhhh," A sweet voice rang from around the corner, Lightning raised her head over the back of the couch she was sprawled over and smiled.
"Good morning, Vanille." The pink haired ex soldier said.
"Good morning to you too." The petite redhead smiled, yawned and shrugged cutely. "Drink?"
Lightning nodded. "Coffee please." The ex soldier's eyes followed the cute little girl shuffling across to the open kitchen, her upper back level read hair flowed perfectly without the pigtails that usually held it in place. She wore a baggy white t-shirt that cut off just below her perfect behind.
Vanille fumbled around with the coffee maker for a few minutes before cheering to herself as the machine whirled into life. She shuffled back over toward the couch a moment later with a cup in one hand and a glass of milk in the other. She handed the coffee to Lightning over the back of the couch, and then moved around to the front, she took a sip of her milk before placing it on a glass table beside the couch, she playful pushed Lightning's legs out of the way and threw herself down onto it.
Lightning's throat dried slightly as she saw Vanille's perky breasts bouncing. "Sleep well?"
The red head smiled. "Of course, you?"
Lightning took a sip of her coffee and placed it down on the coffee table in front of the cream leather couch. "Okay I suppose."
"Something the matter Claire?" Vanille cocked her head.
The pink haired beauty shook hers in reply.
"You do know you can tell me anything...right?"
"Yeah I know." Lightning answered. "It's nothing; I've just not being sleeping well lately."
"Aww." Vanille crawled up the couch and kneeled in front of Lightning, staring right at her. "Claire Farron, you tell me what's wrong right now!"
Lightning snorted. "Nothing, seriously, nothing's wrong." Her hand moved idly to the coffee table and grabbed the TV remote. She aimed it at the flat screen attached to the wall behind Vanille and pressed down on the red 'on' button, hard. The TV flashed into life and the screen displayed a message 'Programs on this channel begin at 10pm, 10gil for a day membership, 150gil for a month membership and 1500gil for a year.' She quickly changed channels as Vanille turned her head to see what was on.
The red head whined. "History channel, really?"
Claire raised an eyebrow. "Really." She nudged her head to the side. "I can't see the TV..."
Vanille frowned and slumped back to her side of the couch, nursing her glass of milk and taking shallow sips from it.
Lightning's eyes fell when she noticed she'd upset the young woman, she reached over for her coffee and took a large mouthful before smiling. "You're getting better at making coffee."
The redhead smiled slightly to herself before standing up and strolling over to her bedroom, she emerged a minute later with her hair tied into two cute pigtails and wearing a pink bikini, Lightning's throat clenched and became irritatingly dry, again. Vanille fiddled around with the straps of the bikini top for a second before moving over to the glass door leading to the pool area. She opened it and walked over to a lounger, Lightning's eyes hungrily following her, staring at her perfect curvatures; before the cute little bikini clad red head stretched and flopped herself down onto the lounger and began basking in the late morning sun.
Lightning swallowed loudly and regretfully turned her attention back to the TV. What in the hell is this? She thought to herself, before forcefully pushing the channel change button on the remote. A cheesy sitcom about six friends living together in the city came on. Lightning sighed and pushed her legs back to where Vanille was sat.
The front door flew open and Lightning's head swung to it immediately. Standing in the doorway was a younger version of herself, arms full of brown paper bags.
"Some help please sis!" The girl called over to Lightning.
Lightning looked over to the clock and realised it had been an hour and a half since Vanille had gone outside. She jumped from the couch and moved to the front door, she pointed outside. "More in the car?"
"Yeah, there's a few left." Her sister replied.
Lightning stepped out onto their porch and moved down the two wooden steps onto the drive. She stepped quickly to avoid her bare feet burning on the sun baked concrete. She grabbed the last of the bags from the trunk of the car and pushed it shut. "Serah?" Lightning shouted as she dropped all the bags onto the kitchen counter. She glanced around the bags and out into the pool area, Serah was talking to Vanille, who was now lazing about in the water. Lightning's cheeks flushed and a feeling of annoyance clawed at her head. Was she getting jealous, jealous of her engaged sister talking to the woman, she had lusted after for so long. Claire laughed to herself slightly; woman...hardly, the 'girl' she had lusted after for so long. She shook her head and shouted outside. "Don't worry; I'll put it all away!"
"Sorry!" Serah came bouncing back into the house. "What's wrong with you today, miss grumpy?"
Lightning rolled her eyes and blew a strand of her pink hair away from her face. "I don't really know...I..."
Serah smiled. "Vanille?"
"Vanille what?" Lightning blushed slightly.
"I've seen the way you look at her, Claire." Serah laughed.
Claire blushed even harder. "I...Do you think she's noticed?"
"Hah, I knew it! I didn't know you were into girls, Claire." Serah grabbed a bag and started loading its contents into the fridge. "But yeah, I'm sure she's noticed, I don't know how she couldn't have done."
"Fuck..." Lightning muttered under her breath. "I'm going out for a bit." She ran into her room, and emerged a second later, in her usual, strange, but very fitting mini skirt and turtle neck combination. She then hastily stepped into a pair of knee highs and out into the street. She strolled through the crowded streets of the town of Bodhum and toward the beach.
Gulls larked and the sea lapped lazily at the beach, men and women sunbathed while children ran around the beach and splashed in the water. Lightning swung an immediate left on entering the beach and strode toward her soon to be brother-in-law's bar. The bar was busy, as it was holiday season and Claire glanced around the joint, looking for a place to sit.
"Lightning!" A voice from behind the bar called.
"Hey Lebreau." Lightning returned.
"Looking for Snow?" The dark haired barmaid shouted back.
Lightning made a drinking gesture with her hand.
The barmaid beckoned her over. "Sit your sweet ass down over here." She indicated to a stool in front of the bar. "So, what's up?" She asked as Lightning sat down.
"Mmm, not much; just wanted a drink."
Lebreau pulled a face and opened her mouth as if you ask what was really happening, but decided against it. "What'll it be?"
"Surprise me."
The barmaid turned around and threw together a concoction of spirits and juices before handing it back to the pink haired woman. "Enjoy."
Lightning sulked at the bar for what seemed to be hours, knocking back drink after drink, the beach was slowly starting to empty when she felt a presence behind her. She knew the scent, the perfume, the hair product, her nether region moistened slightly when she recognised who it was. "Vanille." She murmured.
"What're you doing Claire?" The bubbly red head asked, sitting beside her. She was wearing a mid thigh length summery dress, covered in bright colours. She looked ravishing, as usual.
"Drinking, I'm thirsty."
"Mind if I join you?" Vanille asked.
"Hah, you're underage." Lightning laughed.
"They don't know that, bartend!" A fiery haired ape of a man turned to look at her. "I'll have whatever she's having." Vanille pointed her thumb to the quite intoxicated Lightning.
The barman, Gadot, eyed her suspiciously before muttering to himself and mixing the girl a drink.
"Thanks." She smiled cutely as he passed her the drink.
Everything she does is just so damn cute...Lightning thought to herself.
They drunk in silence for at least an hour, Vanille keeping up pace with Lightning, but due to her smaller frame and inexperience with alcohol, began to feel the effects a lot quicker, even when Lightning had been drinking for hours longer than her.
A huge man appeared beside them, his frame making it impossible to mistake who it is. "Well well sis."
"Don't call me that." Lightning slurred.
"Hey Snow!" Vanille called.
Snow gasped. "Vanille! What're you doing here! Gadot, you served her?"
"Uhh." The fiery haired man looked at him. "Hey, I thought she looked old enough."
Snow face palmed and shooed both of the women out of the bar. "Get home, both of you, I'll be closing up and swinging round to pick Serah up in twenty minutes..."
The pair trudged slowly back to the house, the streets were now alive with club goers, Lightning considered joining them for a long while, but decided against it, they arrived back at their house just as Snow's car was pulling out of the drive.
Serah wound down her window and waved at them. "Be good you two!" She shouted as the vehicle sped off into the distance.
Lightning fumbled around with her key for a while before she finally managed to ram it into the lock, she turned it and stumbled into the house. Vanille strode straight over to the couch and threw herself down on it. Lightning opened the fridge and searched in it for a minute before looking back to Vanille and shouting. "Beer?"
The red head pondered for just a while too long, and then said. "Yep." And smiled.
Cute...Thought Lightning, she pulled out a six pack of cans and moved over to the couches, before putting the beer on the coffee table and sitting back in one of the arm chairs. She leaned forward and grabbed a can, forcefully pulling it from the plastic ring that held them together, Vanille did the same.
Vanille opened the can and it fizzed over, spilling onto the dress she was wearing. "Oops." She moaned.
Cute...Maker, she's going to be the death of me...Lightning opened the tin and took a long, deep drink, draining half of the contents in one. She sighed loudly as she balanced it on her bare leg.
Vanille was deep in thought, she was taking short and shallow sips of the beer, but before any of them noticed she was on her second one.
"Something the matter?" Lightning slurred.
"Just thinking." Vanille replied, shaking her head.
Lightning drained the rest of her beer and grabbed another. Her eyes wandered. The straps of Vanille's dress hung loosely around the top of her arms, revealing the top of her breasts, the small amount of beer that had spilt onto her dress had soaked in, causing the wet patch to cling to her skin, Lightning felt a heat building inside of her, the girl wasn't wearing a bra of any sort. The bottom of the dress had rode up when she had sat down, showing that she wasn't wearing underwear of any sort. She had let her hair down and it flowed beautifully and effortlessly over her shoulders. Her face was so innocent yet so...alluring at the same time, Claire imagined the faces she could make it pull, the moans she could imagine tearing from that tender throat, the words she could make those sweet, succulent; full lips create. She looked up further to notice Vanille staring right at her. Lightning coughed and looked away quickly; taking another long drink of her beer.
"Claire..." Vanille moved from where she was and knelt in front of the chair that Lightning was sat on. "Don't think I haven't noticed you watching me Claire."
"I..." Lightning blushed. "Sorry."
Vanille laughed. "Don't be sorry. Here." She leaned in close to Lightning, so that their lips were mere inches apart. Aqua eyes met with vivid emerald for what seemed like an eternity. Until that tiny bit of forward movement connected them, it was slow at first, a kiss on the lips, until Vanille's mouth opened; and then the true fun began. The next thing they knew Vanille had mounted Lightning, their tongues fought against each other, each trying to get into the others mouth, but each being blocked by the others tongue.
Lightning finally gave in and relaxed, her arms loosely clinging around Vanille's waist, as the aforementioned red head grinded her body against Lightning's, while exploring every millimetre of her mouth with her nimble little tongue. Vanille regretfully pulled out of the kiss, with the eager Lightning following her, the red head smiled and pushed her back down into her seat. Vanille pulled the straps of her dress down to her forearms, bringing the front of her dress down with them. She pulled her arms out of the straps and the dress fell around her luscious hips. Lightning leaned forward and kissed at her neck, biting even. She sucked on the soft side of her neck and her hands ran up over Vanille's hips and gently pawed at her breasts, before moving her mouth to them; she licked the right nipple softly, causing it to harden instantly, before she sucked it and bit at it. Vanille moaned softly and smiled at Lightning, cupping the drunken pink haired woman's face in her petite hands. "Come on." She whispered, kissing the ex soldier on the lips again before standing up and grabbing her hand. Vanille's dress fell around her ankles as she stood, revealing her sweet, hairless centre. Lightning stared for a moment before Vanille dragged her toward their bedrooms, they slammed into walls and counters, kissing and stripping her of her clothes, leaving them where they fell.
Vanille's back slammed into her bedroom door and Lightning reached for the handle. "No!" Vanille gasped. "Your bed's bigger."
Lightning smiled slyly and they tumbled across the hall to her room, they pushed the door open and fell into the room.
Vanille shoved Claire backwards onto her bed and dived on top of her, she quickly grasped at the strings of the thong that covered Vanille's target. She yanked it off and threw it onto the floor, leaving a complete trail of clothes from the couch to the bed. Vanille ran her hand down, over Lightning's chest, and lower. Her fingers trailed through the carpet of pink hair, her eye's caught Claire's and she smiled coyly, biting her bottom lip.
Xxx
Claire awoke with a start, she was staring at her bedroom ceiling, her body ached slightly and her head was banging, probably from the alcohol. Her eyes slowly began to close again, but snapped open when she noticed somebody entering her room. A naked Vanille stood in her doorway.
"Good morning." Vanille smiled.
"V—Vanille!" Lightning tried to remember what happened, she remembered them kissing, and ending up on her bed; and then it was blank. "What happened last night?" She moved her arm to rub her eyes, but it wouldn't move. She looked to her right arm, it was bound with rope and tied to the corner of her bed, her other arm was the same, and so were her legs. "Vanille?"
The red head simply smiled, mounting the bound woman. "You fell asleep..." Vanille pouted. "So I thought I'd take advantage of that and have you ready for when you woke up."
"Come on Vanille." Lightning fought against the rope for a while. "Let me out."
"Ah-ah-ah." Vanille shook her finger and leaned forward, claiming Lightning's lips with her own.
"Vanille! Seriously!"
Vanille shook her head, as if she was disappointed. "Claire, give me one minute and you'll be wanting more, you know you want this, I want it, you want it..."
"I—I—" Lightning stammered.
Vanille ran her hand over the pink hair surrounding Lightning's pubic region again and smiled when she touched the woman's lips. "You're already so wet Claire, you want it, badly. Just relax."
Lightning was just about to protest when Vanille's deft finger slipped into her, making her shudder slightly.
"So tight Claire." Vanille moved up further, so that she was sat on Lightning's stomach, she reached her hand behind her, pushing two fingers into the wet core, and rubbing her thumb over the sensitive nub. "You're a virgin aren't you?"
Claire blushed. "Uhh—" She was cut off as she silently moaned, gasping for air quickly.
"I've seen the things you watched on the TV." Vanille kissed Lightning and slid back down her body, so that she was at the bottom of the bed, with her face positioned above Lightning's sweet nectar. "I'll make you feel so much better than you've ever done yourself." She took a long lick, from the bottom, up to the clit. Lightning shook when she sucked on the bud. Vanille added a third finger, allowing her bound victim to adjust, barely; she pushed them in, knuckle deep, and then curled them up, her fingers met with the ridged texture of the ex soldiers erogenous spot.
"Oh, fuck!" Lightning cried.
Vanille began to move her hand forwards and backwards, leaving her fingers in the same place all the time, while continually sucking and licking Lightning's clit. Lightning began to shudder soon, loud moans and cries escaping her throat. She bucked and writhed against the ropes as she came, her already tight vagina clamped down on Vanille's hand, Vanille's face contorted slightly as her hand cramped from the pressure, she held fast though, and kept licking, prolonging the orgasm, making the woman cum as hard as possible. When the orgasm finally subsided Vanille pulled her hand out, giving it a short rub, before sucking each finger clean. "Now wasn't that much better?" She asked, smiling cutely.
Lightning was breathless; she tried to speak but failed, miserably.
"And now." Vanille climbed back onto Lightning and shimmied up her body, so that her womanhood was directly above Lightning's mouth, and loosened the ropes around Lightning's arms, giving her some freedom. "You can return the favour." She lowered her body, giving the woman below no other option, than to eat, lick, bite and suck. Vanille leant forward, slapping her hands into the headboard. "It's been so long..." She moaned.
Lightning ignored her and continued her actions, she lapped up at the girl eagerly, she tasted and smelled divine. A thought turned over in Lightning's head, something she'd seen on one of her late night TV programs. She wrapped her arms around Vanille's back, before moving them lower and cupping her sweet little ass, squeezing it, and pushing the red head forward, using her own hands to grind Vanille's pussy into her face.
Vanille's pleasured moans and cries were like the call of a Siren, Lightning found herself dripping wet, just from listening to the girl, she found herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the edge of reason, the edge of orgasm, the edge of consciousness. She didn't know how long she'd held Vanille's quivering form into her face for, the feeling of such ecstasy, mixed with the previous nights abundance of alcohol was having a strange effect on both of the women's concept of time. They could have been there for hours for all they knew. Vanille was glistening in sweat, her usually sweet and bubbly voice was beginning to soften and quieten, her moans and cries eventually became pants and gasps, as she lost her voice.
Vanille eventually pulled back slightly. "Stop..." She panted. "I...I'm going to faint..."
Lightning looked up at her; her face was dripping in Vanille's nectar. She just simply smiled.
Vanille laughed. Her legs were twitching, and all of her pubic muscles were still spasming. She breathed deeply for a few seconds to eventually calm herself. She rolled over, onto what little space was left on the bed; as Lightning was tied in the middle. They both laughed to themselves for a while, the bed was soaked, as were both of the women. Vanille eventually stood from the bed and tightened the ropes again. "Back in a sec." She winked at Lightning.
What now? Light thought.
Vanille returned a second later, her hands behind her back; she knelt before Lightning, running her hand through the carpet of pink hair again, before revealing what was in her hand.
"Oh Maker..." Lightning muttered. It was a large, pink prosthetic cock. She laughed.
"You shouldn't laugh." Vanille inserted it into her mouth and sucked on it, she pushed it down deep into her throat, gagging slightly, but keeping it steady. She eventually pulled it back out. "Now it's ready." She grabbed Lightning's knees and pushed them up, as far as the ropes would allow, before plunging the dildo, without warning, straight into her ass.
"Nggh!" Lightning grunted, Vanille just smiled back, wickedly. She twisted the base of the dildo and it began revolving and vibrating, inside of her. Lightning shook against the ropes. "Ho—lee, fuck!"
"I knew you'd like it." Vanille jibed. "Now..." She moved over to a chair in the corner of the room, and sat down, legs spread wide, eye's concentrating on Lightning's ass. "I'm going to sit here, and watch you cum." Her voice was still hoarse from all of the screaming.
Lightning didn't know what to think, it felt peculiar, painful at first, but the swirling and vibrating was just oh so pleasurable, it hit the right spot with every revolution; making her hands twist and toes curl. "Oh, oh, Vanille, I—I" She moaned quietly.
Vanille leaned forward in her chair, watching the item swirl in her new lover's asshole.
Lightning gasped loudly, followed by another, and then with a strangled cry, she came. Her whole body wracked against the ropes, the bed shook and creaked, her back arched uncontrollably, her juices poured out of her womanhood, soaking the bed through. Vanille just simply smiled as the toy continued, leaving Lightning to experience the most powerful orgasm of her life, it ripped through her, every time the toy hit that sweet spot again, the convulsions would continue, the muscles would constrict, and relax, constrict, and relax; continuously. Vanille could see Lightning's eyes rolling in their sockets, she would go limp for moments, only to thrust her breasts into the air a second later and scream to the heavens.
The red head stood up from her seat and walked to the bed. She smiled at the toy, taking the ex soldiers anal virginity. "Well now Claire."
Lightning wasn't paying attention, at all.
"Claire!" Vanille shouted. The bound woman looked at her, through glazed eyes. "Since you were a naughty girl last night, and fell asleep without seeing to me; I'm going to leave that on..."
Lightning's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and pleasure. "D—Don't!"
"Ah-ah-ah." Vanille shook her head. "I don't think you're really in the position to bed making demands of me, Claire." She said with a smile. "I'll see you in a few hours, it should have run out of battery by then." And with that she spun on her heel, and left the room.
Lightning's back arched again and she screamed, much to Vanille's enjoyment.
Vanille strode over to her room and sat down at her computer, she flicked a button and the monitor came to life. She smiled to herself as a live feed of Claire's room was showed. She minimised that, and maximised another window, that had the same feed on. 'Steaming Live.' The top of the page read. A chat bubble popped up and she opened it.
Fang: Very nice Vanille, very nice. ;)
Vanille smiled and typed back; I thought you'd enjoy it.
Fang: I wonder how many others are watching.
Vanille: Who knows, I'm not cruel enough to leave the room open to everyone, Bodhum IP's are banned, so at least nobody we know will see it.
Fang: The ever kind Vanille :P
Vanille: Haha, when are you going to be home Fang? I miss you =(
Fang: I really don't know, I've got a present for you though...
Incoming video file, 1GB. Accept?
Vanille smiled when she received it.
Vanille: Thanks ;) I'll be sure to watch that tonight :P
Fang: Good girl, gotta go anyway, boss is coming round, talk to you later xx
Oerba Yun Fang has signed out...
Vanille sighed and leaned back in her chair, opening the live stream as she did. She smiled to herself, and watched in glee.
A/N: Well, that was a bit of a weird one, I've got a huge girl crush on Vanille =/ I can just imagine her as a naughty little minx in the bedroom :P /sigh, I wish I was Lightning