Hey so this is a one shot, it does have a lemon so if you don't like it, don't read it. BTW its AU and the characters may be OOC.

It was about two months ago that I started my job at the theater, most of the time it was fun. But on those rare days, like, today, that I got the worst shift was it boring. Today I had once again gotten the vending shift. Basically what we have to do is clean up the area where everyone gets their drinks and butter for their popcorn and keep it clean. We also have to sweep up any popcorn spills and mop up any soda spills also to keep the napkins and straws stocked. Along with vending I also have to keep the women's restroom clean which involved wiping down the counters, replacing paper towels and toilet paper also checking all the stalls sweeping up anything on the floor and flushing any toilets that need to be flushed (thank God we have automatic flushers). Doesn't sound like a hard job, right? Well you are right, it's easy, extremely so. However its soooo boring.

I looked over my vending area, upon seeing it clean decided to check on the restroom. I entered the girl's restroom and turned to the right to face the sinks. I tore some paper towel and began to wipe down the black counter. I wiped down the counter space around the two sinks closest to the door first then when I was wiping around the third sink I threw out the paper towel and took a moment to check out my appearance in the mirror. I made a face, I hate this uniform. It makes everyone look so shapeless, we have to wear a long sleeve white button up shirt tucked into black slacks, black shoes are also required and a black belt and to top off this fabulous outfit we are required to wear a bright red bow. While we don't have much choice in clothes we do have free range over our hair and make-up. Today my hair was held back in a ponytail. I did a quick make up check and fixed a smudge in my lip-gloss then continued down the bathroom checking stalls, coming out the door on the other side.

I have already been here for seven hours of my eight hour shift. And now that I'm at the end of my shift I need to go check on the bibs.

"Great," I sighed. The bibs were bags of syrup placed in a box for lifting that when mixed with water made soda. There are many things that are bad about having to change these, the first being that they weigh about thirty pounds each and most of the time when I work the ones on the top shelf need to be changed the most. If the ones on the lower shelf need to be changed then usually I can do it myself, but I just can't lift a bib above my head to reach the top shelf. The other bad thing about changing bibs is that the syrup always leaks out of the bags and hoses and gets everywhere, on my shoes sometimes my sleeves and always on my hands. I hate having sticky hands.

I entered the break room where the bibs on my side were located. The bibs were lined up against the back wall behind the table. Nobody was in the break room since we were about to close and I was one of the last people here. I pushed against the boxes trying to lift them up, testing their weight. If I couldn't lift them they didn't need to be changed, if I could, depending on how light they were, they probably needed to be replaced with a new box.

Just my luck, tonight the entire top shelf needed to be replaced. Now I need to go find someone to help out. I exited the break room and went into theater one where there was yellow tape up to block entry to guests while it was being cleaned. I slipped underneath the tape and walked down the short hallway to look at the top of the stairs for someone. I found my friend Paine sweeping up some popcorn.

I smiled, "Hey Paine, can you help me with the bibs real quick?"

She ran her hands through her short silver hair, "No."

"Aw, why not?" I whined.

"Because after this, I'm off and I have a date with Baralai."

"It'll be really quick I promise!" I pleaded.

"No, I really don't want to get the syrup everywhere before my date. We are going to see a movie together."

"Oh, okay, well who else is on this side?"

She winced slightly, "Just…Gippal."

I made a face, Gippal and I didn't exactly get along, "Well who's left on the other side?"

"No one, Nooj took off early because he wasn't feeling well and Gippal offered to cover his side, so they sent him home."

I took a deep breath, in and out, thinking, "What about any senior staff?"

"Sorry Rikku, Yuna is stuck at Guest Services and Tidus has to do inventory."

"Dammit, I guess I'm going to have to ask Gippal, where is he?"

"Theater 4," Paine sent a sly smirk my way, "Have fun."

I ignored her and left the theater and headed towards the end of the hallway towards Theater four once again ducking beneath the yellow tape. Gippal was standing there at the end of the hall goofing around with Tidus.

"Hey Tidus I thought you were supposed to be doing inventory?"

"I am, I was just helping out Gippal because this theater was sold out for Breaking Dawn. I actually need to get back to that, see ya later."

I took this moment to admire Gippal as I followed him following Tidus out of the theater. His blond hair looked so soft that I wanted to run my fingers through it to test my theory. And his body, I believe he was the only one who actually looked good in this uniform. I could see the outline of his biceps and his shoulders, so wide.

"So Cid's girl, what did you want?" he called back to me.

The annoying nickname reminded me why I didn't want to ask Gippal for help. We've known each other since middle school and ever since he met my dad he's called me Cid's girl. But that's not the only thing he does that pisses me off. He constantly treats me like a child, puts me down, and is always teasing me over one thing or another.

"I need some help changing some bibs."

He smirked, "Tough enough to take down a handsy customer, but too weak to lift a couple of boxes."

I grinded my teeth, "First of all you know that I'm a speed fighter and used that guy's own weight against him, second of all, those bibs are heavy and awkward to carry. Third, I'm short so it's harder for me to reach the top shelf, plus I hate getting all sticky.

We entered the break room, "Fine, fine, I'll help you and just so you know I hate getting sticky too." We silently worked together to change all five bibs. I carried the type of soda to the table and unhooked the used bibs while he lifted the new ones and hooked them up to the hoses. It wasn't long before we were done and my hands were covered in syrup.

"Ugh. Now I feel all gross, but at least it only got on my hands."

"Nuh uh, Cid's girl, you got some syrup right…there," he reached towards me touching my nose and cheek with his sticky hands.

"Gippal! You ass!" I screamed, chasing after him trying to return the favor. I chased him a couple of times around the table, until I slipped in some liquidy substance on the floor. I was braced to hit the floor, but was surprised when a strong pair of arms caught me. Gippal had caught me and now his face was only inches from mine. I used this opportunity to exact my revenge, I swiped my hand across his face touching his nose, mouth, and chin. I went to move away before he did something else to me, but his arms held me tightly in place. I watched him warily as his tongue darted out to taste the syrup on his lips, "You know I've always wondered what the syrup tastes like." He looked at me with a foreboding glint in his eye.

"Wanna taste?" Before I got the chance to answer his lips were on top of mine. I squeaked and tried to squirm away, but he wasn't relenting his hold. After a little longer I relaxed into the kiss. I could taste the syrup on his lips and when he jerked me closer causing me to gasp into his mouth and he deepened the kiss I could taste something that was purely Gippal.

Why is he kissing me? Why am I kissing him back? And what is this feeling in my chest? I was asking myself these questions as his tongue rubbed sensually against mine until I felt his left hand brush against my breast. This light touch was enough to erase all thoughts from my head except the ones focused on getting him out of his clothes.

I reached up and unhooked his bow and started on the buttons of his shirt, un-tucking it from his pants as I reached the bottom. I was annoyed by his undershirt which barred me from touching him, I wanted to rip it off him, but settled with slipping my hands underneath, finally touching his bare skin. My fingers left a sticky trail as they traveled upwards, relishing in the feel of his skin and muscles as they contracted and twitched beneath my touch.

I was disappointed when his lips left mine and he pulled my hands out from underneath his shirt. When he pulled my shirt off over my head I just realized that he had also been working on my shirt and was just as annoyed with my undershirt as I was with his. As soon as I was free of my work shirt and undershirt his lips reconnected with mine. He guided me backwards until I hit the table and he lifted me up allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist causing our heats to come together. We moaned into each other's mouths. I pulled away sucking in air trying to get oxygen back in my lungs. While I concentrated on getting air past my swollen lips Gippal had gotten rid of his work shirt and undershirt and had begun to work on my belt and pants. I followed his lead and reached to unbuckle his belt. The button followed quickly and I shoved his pants down revealing his bright yellow boxers.

"That's my favorite color and to think I thought you didn't care," I said lifting myself up so he could remove my pants. He smirked when he saw the color of my panties, which matched my bra.

"Hmm, purple. I like it, but…" he pulled me close so his lips were next to my ear and his hand was on the clasp of my bra, "they still need to come off." He licked the shell of my ear and undid the clasp of my bra, a moan escaping my lips again. He slipped my bra off and began to kiss down my neck stopping at my breasts for a time before continuing down to my stomach. As he made his way farther down he pushed me to lie back against the table. He paused at my belly button dipping his tongue in sending more heat to the junction of my thigh. My breathing quickened when his tongue lapped against my lower abdomen right above the waistband of my underwear. I tried to hold in any sounds, but failed when his fingers stroked me though my panties then pushed it aside and dipped a finger inside of me, beginning to pump and adding a finger, then another. But this feeling was nothing compared to when Gippal added his tongue. The tip of his tongue played deliciously with my clit as he continued to pump his fingers, actually going faster. I felt that coil tighten in my lower stomach. I threaded my fingers through his hair, gently tugging to get his attention he looked up without pausing in his ministrations with his fingers.

"I…I'm gu…gonna come…" I managed to get out.

"Just let it go, Rikku." He returned to using his tongue to tease my clit and moved his fingers pumping so he re-entered me at just the angle to hit my g-spot. I came right then on his hand, digging my fingers in his hair, shoving his face closer to me, and screaming his name.

"Giiiippppaaaallll!"

Gippal pulled me close hugging me as he stroked me down from my high. Before he even removed his fingers from inside me I occupied his mouth with mine.

"I need you inside me, now!" I growled against his lips. I felt him smirk as I reached for his boxers to shove them down.

"What's with-Holy Fuck!" Tidus yelled after he noticed the position we were in and our state of undress. He scrambled to get out and slammed the door behind him.

"Way to ruin the mood Tidus," I groaned. I moved to start to gather my clothes trying to ignore the throbbing calling for Gippal to come inside me. But before I could get off the table Gippal's arms on either side of my body blocked me, "You know, we could continue this elsewhere, soon as we clock out."

I smiled and kissed his lips, "Just tell me when and where baby."

He moved away and began to get dressed, "My place, twenty minutes and if you like that underwear, don't even bother putting them back on, cause I'm just going to rip it off if you do."

With that he slipped out of the break room. I dressed and followed him out. I saw him talking to Yuna and licking his fingers. I blushed when I realized he was licking my cum off of his fingers, and right in front of Yunie.

I came up to them, "What are you doing?" I asked him harshly.

"I just got something sweet and sticky on my fingers and you know how much I hate being sticky. He looked at me with a knowing look and I could feel my face heat up even more.

"You okay Rikku? You look a little flushed." Yuna looked at me with concern.

"I'm fine Yunie." At least I will be once I get out of this place and meet Gippal back at his place, "Well I'm out. See ya later Yuna, Gippal." I shouldered my bag and ran for the car. I parked at Djose temple and walked across the lawn next door to Gippal's apartment. I took the elevator to the second floor.

I didn't even stop at my lack of key. I kneeled down and pulled out two bobby pins from my hair and put them into the keyhole. I fiddled around a little before the lock popped open. I did a quick happy dance then slipped inside and shut and locked the door behind me. I hid my stuff underneath the bed and slid underneath also. Just as I got comfortable I heard the door open and Gippal entered.

I heard him fumble around the room for a minute then go into the bathroom. I was out from underneath the bed before the water even started. I took off all of my clothes and eased the door open. At the sight of his naked back slick with water all thoughts of surprising him flew out the door and I just needed to be with him. I slipped my headband off, pulled my ponytail out, and undid my braids.

The steam felt good on my bare skin as I stepped into the shower behind him. I stifled my giggle at the fact that he hadn't noticed I was here yet. I poured some soap into my hands working it into a lather. I reached around him and grasped his penis and started to stroke it, the soap making my hand slide smoothly.

I grinned against his back, "Miss me?"

He turned around and pinned me against the wall, "You have no idea." He kissed me hard, his tongue exploring every part of my mouth. I pushed him back gently needing to get something out before I lost all coherent thoughts.

"Sorry about getting your fingers sticky."

He just laughed and kissed me again.