Hey guys, this is a one shot I am doing. It something a little more darker. This is unrelated to my other story. This is an edited version of the story. For the original, explicit version, go to my live journal. You'll find the link on my page.

I may turn it into more if I think it'll work or if enough people ask for it.

Some more SnowLight

Warning: There will be sex.

Enjoy.

I came back to save souls for a full 13 days. It's no a lot of time but I stand in front of one of those souls worth saving, Snow. Although, this encounter we are having is taking a different path. He walking in circles around me, like as if I was prey and he was about to hunt me. I've saved his soul by now, turned him back into a human. He was no longer a l'cie, but there was something missing. I could see it in his eyes, it must have been Serah.

"What do you want Snow?" I asked, listening to his footsteps trail and stop behind me. I can feel his rhythmic breathing patterns on my back.

"You may want her back, everyone wants her back. I don't think I'm ready to have her back yet." He said.

"What are you talking about? Why would you say that?" I asked, I tried to turn around and punch the lights out of Snow for doing so. Snow prevented me from actually turning around, let alone move.

"Disarm yourself." He ordered. I could feel his strong hands on my hips, his fingers moving some sort of motion, It was making me shiver in a good way.

"You don't get to order me around." I stated, tightening my grip on my sword.

"Last time I checked Light, I was the patron and you are in my house. Unless you want to make this super uncomfortable, I suggest you disarm yourself." He said, one hand travelling up and cupping itself around my neck gently.

I do as he asked, I throw the sword to the ground and the shield as well. I heard him smile as he began working with my gloves. I watched the guards pick up my weapon and my defense. This wasn't going too well, especially with how things were going.

"You know, I'm glad you did what you did. Saving me and all, now that my worries are gone, I I go about fulfilling my desires. I need you to follow me." He said, leaving from my rear to grab my hand. My eyes were set on the things that protected me as they drifted apart from me with each step. "You'll get this after we are done.

"Snow I don't have the time to do this." I said, but he didn't listen. He gently guided me to another room and out of the main ballroom

Half way there we stopped, he smiled and took out a piece of silk from his pocket. He tried to place it over my eyes at first but I retracted. My arms going up into a defensive position. He gave me that look he gives when he's irritated. Scowling, his lip twitching in the left. I rolled my eyes and gave in to his ways, letting him wrap the silk around my eyes. He kissed my cheek before grabbing my hand and continuing onward. His lips didn't feel like sand paper like I thought they would. They were soft, but a little on the dry side.

It was another five minutes before I heard a door open and close it again. I heard the door lock before he walked back up to me. His fingers grabbing a piece of my hair. He came even closer, this time feeling his bare hands on my arms. Assuming the position of his palms, he was behind me.

"You want me to stay by Serah's side? I maybe the only thing that she may come back to is me. I may love her, but it's not the same anymore." He said, his lips now on my armour that covered my shoulder.

"What do you want with me then?" I asked, before feeling his fingers go into my mouth.

"Don't speak, unless you're begging me for more." He ordered once more.

I felt a gentle push onto something soft, I realized it was a bed. Face down on his bed, what did he really want from me? Sex? Companionship? I felt him crawl over top of me as I stayed still. He slipped the silk off my eyes, revealing where I was. It was nothing like the room I saw before. It was fit for a king. He gently rolled me over, my eyes looking into his. He then grabbed my and pulled me for a hug.

"I need you." He said, his hands cupping my one should and my back. I hugged him back, thinking he just needed that. "I'm sorry for being all forceful on you back there, I needed to prove a point that I won't let someone use me like a toy. They'll think I'm going soft."

"So, you're going to use me instead?" I asked.

"No, I need you to relieve the pain. I need to prove something to myself and I need you to help me." He insisted, he leaned in closer, his lips giving my ear tiny pecks. "You are the only one who can."

"Snow, this isn't the way to go about things." I said, trying to reason with him.

"No, you don't get it. I should have kissed you when I first saw you. At the party, when you had the sword to my throat. I was going to but Lumina got in the way of that. For 500 years I knew I missing something. I thought it was Serah but when I saw you I knew it wasn't her. Lightning, I've developed feelings for you when were l'cie together." He said, coming in closer and kissing my jaw. He did it gently though, not rough like I thought he would.

"You're confused. I look like her, when you see her-" I got cut off by his lips.

Snow kissed me with such passion and depth, I could only kiss him back. His hands travelling down my bare sides. He moved down my jaw, and stopped at my neck. He searched around my body, looking for something to release me from my armour. He ended up getting up and off of me, walking away from the bed. I sat up, trying to figure out what he was doing.

"Wear this." He said, bringing out a beautiful dress from his closet. It was dark navy blue, mermaid cut and strapless. There was a letting gem in the middle of it. It was truly a beautiful dress. I didn't think it would look good on me, I was fit but that was meant for a super model.

"Where did that come from?" I asked. He put it out in front of me, finding the buttons to my armour, undoing each button one by one.

"I'll stay by Serah's side, only if you give yourself to me tonight." He said, slowly slipping it off my shoulders. "I want you to wear the dress for me, and show me how beautiful you really are."

I looked at him and gave him the dress. "I can't do that, Snow I-"

"I know." He said, his hands moving down off my neck and onto my body. "I promise I'll be gentle and you'll never forget it."

I nod and head over the dressing shades and put on the dress. It kind of felt like black mail but there was a time I gathered a crush on Snow but masked it with sarcasm and punches. Maybe it was something I needed to prove to myself too, that it was just a fling during a mission, a phase they would call it. I'm pretty sure Snow was watching me undress. At least my silhouette undressing. Once I got the dress on I stepped out, looking at the man in front of me as he cupped my cheek.

"So, in order for you to stay with Serah, you want me to fuck you?" I asked, he pulled me in closer to him, his touch was gentle, different from before.

"No, I want you to make love to me. There's a big difference." He said, sitting on the bed and bringing me in on top.

I began to get the butterflies in my stomach again, shacking a little as he lured me in and kissed me. He brought the both us parallel to the the bed with me still on top of him. I could feel his hands travel down my back, exposing it to the air outside of the dress. I went through all this trouble to get the dress on, just for him to strip it off in five seconds. I shivered a little bit and he pulled out of the kiss, his lips still touching mine.

"Did you get cold?" He asked against my lips, flipping me over so I was underneath him.

His heat radiated off of him as he kissed me again, his hands slowly slipping my dress of to reveal my vulnerable side to him. Unprotected and nearly naked. I feel his lips going down my body, my neck slowly down towards other parts of my body where no one has ever gone before. He explored me, like I was uncharted territory for the taking. He was ready to claim that territory and make me his own.

"God Light, why are you so beautiful?" He asked. His hands travelling to more places.

I couldn't speak, what he was doing to body rendered me speechless. For once it didn't feel all that bad to be speechless. My words were replaced with my heavy breathing and some random sounds as his hands or lips touched parts of my body.

Rhythmic moans came from my mouth as I tried to steady my breathing, but nothing was working. I felt him stop and come up, his lips explored me more I moaned even louder, feeling pleasure building up and not trying to hide it anymore. His relentless assault of making me feel this way had no end in sight. It made me forget about everything, me being the Savior, angle of death, Serah still being out there.

He straddles me as he talks off his shirt, unveiling the perfectly scrupled out chest. There were scars from old injuries. I sat up, my fingers tracing over each one. I felt myself kiss each and every scar, all of them having different stories to how he got them. There were very few that happened without me being there, or me being the cause of them.

"I'm sorry." I said, blankly. It seems like I still couldn't feel empathy towards my actions.

"How else was I supposed to remember you? You don't have a single scar on your body, making you flawless. It's like you're a goddess." He said, leaning in and kissing my lips, bringing me down onto the bed once more.

He moved himself away, stripping the last bit of clothing away from his body and discarding it. He came back down to kiss me softly, his hands on my hips as he looked into my eyes.

"Claire, are you ready?" He asked, his hands slowly opening up my legs.

"You called me Claire." I said, with legitimate surprise.

"A little birdie told me your real name. I thought it would be more appropriate to call you Claire in stead of Lightning." He said, before kissing my neck. "It's going to hurt, there is nothing I can do about that. So Claire, are you ready?" He asked once more.

"Yes." I said.

One little action changed it all. His body became one with one. It hurt, a lot but the pain soon became bearable. He was right, this was a night I would remember.

It was a couple hours later, two hours I go to the arch and have to face Hope and God for everything that happened tonight. I woke up in Snow's arms, naked. He was naked as well, holding me tight. I stealthy got up, looking at his beautiful body as he slept there like a baby. I put my armour back on, placing the dress in my bag to remember everything that happened. He may have proven himself right, but I proved myself wrong. I still had feelings for Snow. I walked to his sleeping body and bent down to kiss his lips gently. He tossed and turned, making me head straight for the window.

"Mmm, five more minutes Light." He said in his sleep before rolling over to face me.

"This is goodbye Snow." I said, placing my necklace from the guardian corps on the night table. I walked out of the room to retrieve my weapons. I found the nearest window and leaped out to the street below. I ran and caught a train to Luxerion, before Snow could get me. I could feel tears building up in my eyes, I was slowly becoming human again. It was a bitter sweet feeling. I was able to feel emotions again but having them wouldn't bring Serah back. Once I got to the Station of Yusnaan, I teleported back to the Arch. This would most likely be the last time I will see Snow ever again.

***Snow's POV***

I woke up slowly, having a dream that Lightning up and left me in the middle of the night. Kissing me as if I was sleeping beauty. No one ever left the Patron unless they were asked to by the Patron himself. I rolled over to Lightning's side but all I felt were cold sheets. I bolted up from the bed.

"Light, this isn't funny." I said, realizing her armour was gone.

I grabbed some pants before rushing out of the room. I went to the armory to find that her weapons were gone. The guards looked frantically for them. This was one of the most secure armories left and Lightning broke in to take what rightfully belonged to her.

I came back to the room, looking around again. The dress was even gone, although I was meaning to give it to her. Light from something metal caught my eye. I walked over to night table and picked up the necklace. No, this couldn't be, not again. It was Lightning's necklace, the one from the guardian corps. I already lost one love, I couldn't lose another. I got myself fully dressed and organized a search party. I looked at the clock, knowing that at 6am she would be teleported back from where she came from.

Every fibre of my being wished she would teleport back but it's been a few hours later. There was no sign of Lightning. I sat in the throne room as everyone filed in, saying that they had bad luck. Someone said they saw her teleport at the station and never came back. Just a few more days before the world really ends. I sit here, waiting for her return. As a day went by, I gave up, reverting back to my old habits, partying and watching girls swing on poles. My head bowed a little bit.

"Lightning, please come back... I love you."

***Lightning's POV***

On my way to the arch, I was stopped by Bhunivelze himself. He waited for me, I could feel the attempt of disappointment in the air. He wasn't one for feeling but he's certainly trying hard. The room filled with light, but it felt dark and nothing that was divine.

I thought I could trust you, keeping your heart out of humans lives. You were doing a good my dear, before this Snow character came along.

His voice was deeper than ever. He came out of the shadows and into a human form. This form was both graceful and beautiful. It was a face that could and did belong to a god. He moved in closer, his hands touching my shoulders from behind me. It was like dejavu all over again.

What prompted you to have sex with him? Was it forced, did you really love him? Was it an act to get revenge on me?

"None of the above. I just did a favour for a friend." I lied. I did love Snow but the feeling was slowly going away. I was becoming divine again.

I don't believe you, but I'm willing to give you a second chance. It'll come at price. Continue your work down in the world of living, and your sister will come back alive, but you won't meet her. Instead you are to be the goddess I need to make sure the cycle of life is resorted. You will also never see or speak to Snow again.

I chuckled a little. "Sounds like you're jealous." I said. "it's not going to happen. I will kill you if I have to."

Here's the thing, it's you or her. At least with you being here, I can have some company and maybe some fun of my own. This will also guarantee that I will make you a new world with all your friends in it. I would make sure there was a copy of you in the world too. So no one would suspect. Or you know it be Serah's job, how would Snow feel? I could be doing things to her that I really want to do with you right now. I could make the new world and forget Vanielle, Hope, Fang, Noel, Mog, and Snow, leaving you to fend for yourself. So, will it be you or Serah that's my goddess of death?

"Take me instead." I said.

The end.

I hoped you all liked it. :)