Falling
by PrettyGothGirl
Summary: Rikku's bored and Gippal feels lazy and both of them are feeling things they're not talking about.
A/N: For the Quite the Couple Situational Challenge. Rule: Social b 99.1 : If friends spend more than 60 minutes unable to decide what to do, they must default to sexual experimentation. I promise I didn't sign up for this challenge, but I read IcePrincessD's story and got inspired. Blame her!

Rikku flattened her body more against the floor trying to absorb more of its cool. She twitched her shoulders a bit and grimaced as her hips and butt hurt. It wasn't very comfortable and she'd complain more that Gippal had taken the couch if the omnipresent heat hadn't meant the floor was cooler than the couch and even if she wasn't comfortable. She had the better end of the deal. Besides, it took energy to whine and the heat had stolen her energy and managed to make every idea she'd had not worth the effort. She idly pulled a bead off her braid, turned it over in her fingers. It was better than staring at the ceiling, in which she'd counted the cracks until her eyes hurt. She tossed the bead up and over her head. It hit Gippal on the bridge of his nose. He opened his eye and slapped his face.

"I'm bored." She said. All right, it was more a whine. They had been just lying there not even talking for what felt like forever.

Gippal picked the bead up with his thumb and forefinger lifting it over his head to look through the hole. "You said that an hour ago."

"Well, I'm still bored."

He refrained from rolling his eyes with effort. He turned over onto his side to look down at her, elbow pinned beneath him. "You weren't coming up with any good ideas." And it really didn't make a difference to him. He liked being lazy.

She stuck out her tongue. Gippal squashed the thoughts of all the sensations that tongue could make him feel. This was Rikku and he wasn't, even though he did, supposed to have such thoughts about her. It took his brain a moment to catch up with the fact she was saying something.

"I was at least coming up with some." Rikku scowled. And they had been good ideas. She hadn't said anything about the bad ideas. The bad ideas included some tonsil hockey and bare skin and all the naughty things she wanted to do to and with Gippal but didn't because he was her friend. And deep down, she didn't want to lose him by scaring him away with her hormonal urges, even if he was beyond good looking, muscular and was fun to be around. He didn't need to know the first two. He'd let it go to his head and be insufferable. And losing the last, that was not an option she'd give up for a five minute make out session. Even if the make out session sounded really, really hot.

Gippal raised his eyebrow. She was laid out like a feast on the floor, messy hair spilled about her head, the faint shadow of her cleavage, the expanse of her exposed belly with it's little dip for the belly button and legs that looked impossibly long with that skirt. Tan, muscular but soft and absolutely gorgeous. There had to be some rule about lusting after your best female friend. Had to be.

Besides, her ideas hadn't been lazy enough or cool enough. They didn't involve enough bare-naked skin and since one of the ideas had been swimming, that mean all bare skin. Or ice cubes, there had been no ice cubes in her ideas. A good idea involved cool drinks with little umbrellas in them, crisp sheets, nakedness and ice cubes. And there he was again, thinking about sex things and Rikku. "And I didn't like any of them." He leaned further forward and dropped the bead between her eyes. Rikku's eyes started to cross. He felt his body unbalanced. He tried to roll backwards and it was too late. He overbalanced and fell forward. He flung his arms out and caught his body at full extension. His hands were to each side of Rikku's shoulders and legs to either side of hers.

The bead bounced unnoticed off of Rikku's forehead. She squeaked, her heart stopping. Her hand spread out on his chest. Their noses almost touched. They stared at each other wide eyed.

"You okay?" He asked.

Rikku blinked. "Yeah. That was a close one."

The tension left his shoulders. He hadn't hurt her. He relaxed his elbows and at the same moment she raised and tilted her head. Their lips brushed. They froze.

Rikku's heart pounded and under her hand she felt Gippal's heart beating erratically. All she had meant to do was look down their bodies to see where his legs were but now… They were in a kiss, an accidental kiss. It was a kiss all the same and it was Gippal. So much for keeping her bad ideas to herself.

Gippal wasn't sure what to do. He didn't know what she was trying to do. Was it on purpose? Was it an accident? Were her lips as soft as he thought they were? And why in the hottest sands of Sanubia was he trying not to think about sexual things and Rikku in the first place? He couldn't figure out if he should break the kiss or not. He couldn't think of a reason to do so that seemed reasonable and she wasn't moving. If she moved he'd know how to proceed. She could push him away easily. Did she want to push him away? Sometimes he thought the way she steered his thoughts towards sex with her actions wasn't by accident.

She didn't know what to do either. It was an accident. She should pull away. No, she should pull him down further and really show him how she felt about him. She should rear back, blush, sputter and apologize. That's what girls did right? And then maybe he'd kiss her for real to shut her up. Then again, did she want to be that stupidly girly? And it was Gippal, the guy who had to be the worst reader of body language ever. How long had she been openly and transparently flirting with him and he did not get it? Maybe this was her chance to show him, to be Rikku and do things her way. Not that she'd ever had a boyfriend to know what her way was when it came to things like this.

'Aw to hell with it.' They thought at the same time.

He shifted his face enough to cover her bottom lip with his turning the brush of lips into a full on kiss. In the same moment, she arched her back off the floor and fisted her hand into his shirt as if trying to pull him closer. She returned his kiss.

Electricity sparked across his skin, fire ran through his veins as Rikku's kiss told him volumes about her that he'd been in denial for years. 'Shit.' His elbows felt rubbery and his knees weak. He dropped to his knees and knew by the trembling in his arms they weren't going to last much longer.

Rikku broke the kiss for a moment before starting another one. Facing down fiends didn't make her feel this alive. A combination of blood and adrenaline rushed through her veins. She no longer could feel the floor. Her head weighed nothing. The relief of surviving Sin couldn't compare, every single nerve of her body tingled and fizzled aching to be touched inside and out.

He broke the kiss and they stared at each other.

"Don't stop." Rikku tugged on his shirt. She knew it sounded girlish, awful and begging. She wasn't sure she cared anymore. He was kissing her.

He carefully shifted his weight easing closer to her and the floor. He didn't want to stop. He also didn't know why he'd waited so long to do this. Especially now that he was looking into her eyes and he could clearly see the intense desire there. How had he missed it? Maybe he'd just never looked before too scared of being hurt by seeing. He rested his weight on his elbows, cupping her face with his hands. He caressed her bottom lip with his thumb. She sighed at the tingling sensations, lips parting in invitation. Her eyes softened, melting into cliché puddles of green.

He lowered his head. "No stopping." He murmured before their lips met again.

Forget Cid's girl. She was Gippal's girl now.

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PS. I did stop before Gippal went for the ice cubes. I refrained. I really did. It was hard.