This is my first try writing anything like this so constructive criticism is appreciated. Also not sure if this story is going to stay so we'll see.

Tops and Bottoms

All I want is for her to stop calling me that.

"Claire...ohhh, Claire."

I grind my hips further into the pink-haired woman in front of me, our naked bodies pressed together, sweat pouring down our creamy skin as our folds rub together in exciting ways. She is panting, breathless and I nibble at her neck as I thrust harder, my hips and arms starting to ache from the strain of holding up our position. "More...harder..."

I give her what she wants, sliding two fingers into her dripping sex to add to the sensation. Her body bucks in response, she throws her head back and I attack her breasts with my tongue, licking at her erect nipples until her body surrenders to me. My fingers slide in and out of her, easily with as wet as she has gotten, until I feel her tighten up. She cries out as her body shivers from the orgasm that rocks her. Afterwards she lays back utterly spent, I lay across her and tuck my head into the crook of her shoulder. Serah is a bottom, she likes to be fucked and I oblige because I like to make people happy, it makes me happy.

"Mmmm...thanks Vanille. You're the best."

Now she remembers my name. "Anytime, love." The morning sunlight streams in through the pink curtains and I roll over, throwing my arm over my eyes to hide from the sun. "It's already morning." I moan and hear Serah chuckle at me from her sitting position on the edge of the bed and see her wipe the hair from her brow.

"We went all night."

The light catches her hair making it shine and I look in wonder at the goddess that has fallen from on high and landed in my bed. Her soft skin glistening with sweat from her thin shoulders to her creamy thighs makes me shiver, her soft pink nipples erect from our recent lovemaking, the smile on her perfect face as she looks at me. I feel like I've fallen into a dream and I never want to wake up. Unfortunately, I just did. She gets up from the bed and puts on an oversized shirt, probably one of her sister's, and just like that our magical night is over.

"Breakfast?"

She never says yes, always busy at the schoolhouse. Since the incident she's become a schoolteacher, helping the young kids adapt to the changing world around them. A lot of them still remember Cocoon and have no idea what life is like on Pulse. The city of New Bodhum is safer than most of the planet but it still has it's troubles and that's where her sister comes in. Claire 'Lightning' Farron is the Captain of the Guard in New Bodhum, helping to police the streets and keep them safe. I love Serah, we have been close since the end of the Orphan incident, but I am definitely attracted to Lightning, something I wouldn't dare bring up to the older woman. She scares me and even after all we have been through I still don't feel comfortable talking to her.

"Sure, I'm off today."

Her answer catches me off guard, she never says yes. "Great."

She stops in the bedroom door and casts a glance back at me with those crystal blue eyes of hers and asks, "I'm going to take a shower, are you coming?"

She raises her eyebrow at the last word and I laugh aloud at the pun. "You betcha."

I run after her into the bathroom and help her out of the shirt she threw on. She turns the water on and I push her into it, she squeals at the coldness and pulls the spout down and sprays me with it. The cold water hits me and I shake it off, closing the distance between us and capturing her mouth with mine. I reach for her crotch while we tongue wrestle but she slaps it away. She pushes me against the wall of the bath and mouths 'It's your turn' before pressing against me, her knee sliding easily between my legs. I grind on it and the sensation is amazing, even as her tongue is exploring every crevice of my mouth. I grind on her knee until I'm close to orgasm, Serah breaks our kiss and slides down my body until she is kneeling in front of me with her face directly in front of my waiting folds. The water sliding down my body leaves me ready for her careful ministrations, her tongue touches me and I moan. "Mmm...Serah."

She laps at me, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed and my legs start to shake. Her tongue explores my folds as I grind into her face, willing her to go on. She enters me with two fingers, plunging them in and out at a quick pace, and I get closer to orgasm. "Ohhh...Serah." I grip her hair and push her harder against me, pressing her tongue against my clitoris and sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I ride the wave, my body shuddering until I am utterly spent, then I lean against the wall as she laps up all of my juices. After she is done cleaning me she reaches for a bottle of body wash, then slowly lathers my body with her hands before rinsing my body with the now warm water.

After she washes me I wash her, taking special care of her breasts and nethers before we towel off and get dressed. As we walk passed Lightning's room I notice the door is slightly ajar and a smell wafts out of it that is unmistakable. Her smell, amazing. It's enough to get me aroused again but I squelch it, no point in getting worked up again before leaving the house.

We take my car, an old model but it still functions, and head for a diner that we both know about for a little breakfast. It's a small, quaint little place on the corner of two busy streets so the sounds of traffic always seem to fill the place, the other patrons are few and far between so we have some space to talk without others eavesdropping. I've been meeting Serah like this for almost two months now and I really enjoy our time together. She's a sweet girl.

"So, do you have a crush on anyone, Vanille?"

The question is out of nowhere and I don't know how to respond. Will it hurt her feelings if I tell her? I'm not sure what to say to her so I roll with one of my usual responses. "I like everybody."

"Come on, there has to be somebody you like more than the others. Someone that really gets you going."

Your bloody sister, that's who. But I can't tell her that, it would kill her. "No, not really. I like you." I say with a disarming smile that weakens her for a moment before her Farron reserve kicks in and she's back with more. Bloody Farrons.

"Nobody? No one else in the whole of Pulse?"

"Gran Pulse." It's a habit, something I picked up from my sister Fang while we were traveling together. "And what does it matter to you, missy?"

"I'm curious, that's all."

From the way she looks at me over her milkshake I feel like she knows something, like she's trying to get me to say it. It would feel nice to tell someone, anyone. Even Serah. "Actually, there is someone." Serah perks up at this, her attention focused on me. "It's embarassing."

"You can tell me. I really want to know."

"Fine," I take a deep breath before I say it, "it's your sister."

"Claire?" Something passes through her voice, surprise, disbelief and is that jealousy? "That is a bit weird."

Why would she be jealous? "Why weird? Your sister's strong and commanding, she's super hot and I'll bet she's great in the sack." All qualities Serah would like in a lover. That's it, Serah wants someone like her sister.

"Yeah, she's great."

Again that sense of jealousy, what's with her. It's not like I even have a chance with Lightning Farron, the Ice Queen. That woman could freeze fire with a look yet gets me hot with that same look. She's a monster, a siren, a goddess. "But why her? There are plenty of available guys out there."

"Because..." I don't want to get into it with her, this conversation is already awkward enough. It's bad enough I have to tell her about my secret crush on her sister but to hear her chide me about it is too much. "I don't want to talk about it anymore."

She must have sensed something in my voice or seen something in my eyes because she dropped the issue and returned to her breakfast. "Thanks for coming over, Vanille. I get lonely sometimes."

I smile at her, I know because I get lonely like that too. With Fang still encased in crystal I don't have anyone to relate to and people still look at me weird as I walk down the street, but Serah is my friend and that's enough for me. "Everyone needs someone to love, right?" Even for just a couple of nights a week.

"Something like that."

We eat in silence, a slightly awkward silence that seems to pass all too slowly. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything, maybe I've opened a Pandora's Box I can never close again. Maybe things won't be the same between us and that would hurt me more than anything. She takes my hand from over the table and with a smile and a look from those blue eyes I know that everything's going to be alright.

After breakfast we take off back to the Farron house. While not an especially large house, three bedrooms and one bath with almost an acre of surrounding land, it gleamed compared to the hovels in the downtown area, hovels that Vanille herself lived in. She had tried to find a niche, a place in the new society, but few people were trusting of her so she found herself working odd jobs to keep herself in food and clothing. It could always be worse, though, and if Vanille was anything she was a survivor. She always found a way to be happy.

She stopped in the driveway and got out of the cars. Serah walked around and gave Vanille a big hug. "I've got to run some errands in town but you can stay here if you want."

She doesn't have to say it, I know she deplores how I live but I keep telling her that it's not bad. I start to object but think twice about it, maybe it would be nice to stay here if only for an afternoon. "I think I will."

"Okay. Well if you're here when I get back we can hang out." She leans over and plants a kiss on my cheek. "Bye."

"Bye."

She walks to her car and I watch her, the familiar shake of her hips that I've only ever seen on two people, her and her sister. She gets into her car and drives away leaving me alone with their house. I walk in, the silence is comfortable. I'm used to the droning sounds of the city but out here on the edge of New Bodhum everything is quiet. I like it. I open the refrigerator and pour myself a glass of water from a jug inside, rummage through their scant bookshelf until I find something interesting then sit down on their couch with the glass and start reading the book.

It's a fascinating book, about a man who could change his physical appearance at will to anything he wanted to be at the time. A useful trait, I wish I could do that. Then I could make everybody I met happy.

I'm almost halfway done with the book when the door opens and I catch a familiar scent on the air that drives me secretly crazy. Lightning Farron is home. She unclips her belt and leaves it with her gunblade hanging on a tree in the entrance way then makes her way to the kitchen. I can see the surprise on her face when she sees me looking up at her from the couch. "Vanille? What are you doing here?"

"Me and Serah went to breakfast and she told me I could stay if I wanted."

"Oh." Lightning walks away with indifference, as if she could care less about me. She opens the refrigerator and pours herself a glass of water from the same pitcher. I unconsciously grip the cup in my hand harder when she does. "Did she say when she was going to be back?"

"No, she just said she had to run some errands."

A grunt is her only reply as she heads for her bedroom and most likely a shower. I notice how sweaty she is and how disheveled her hair is. I wonder if she got in a fight. I've never been one to keep my questions internalized so I blurt out. "You look terrible. Did you get in a fight?"

She shoots me a glare, a withering glare that freezes me in place but sets my heart racing. "Yeah. A Behemoth had been attacking some of the farmlands to the south so I had to put it down. Show some of these rookies how it's done." Lightning was a badass and I hang on every word of the story like my life depends on it, truly interested in hearing how her day went. Her look softens for a moment, an all too brief moment, and I see a hint of a smile cross her features before disappearing into her stoicism. "It was tough but nothing I couldn't handle."

She enters her bedroom and closes the door behind her. I return to my book and continue reading while behind me I hear the bedroom door open again and the bathroom door close. Moments later I can hear the shower running and the image of a naked Lightning in the shower ran through my head. I push the image out of my mind and return my attention to the book in my hands.

I bury myself in the book and stop only when I feel strong hands on my shoulders, kneading and caressing, that sweet smell that could only be Lightning coming from over my shoulder. I feel Lightning's face close to my neck and it makes me shiver, I get goosebumps but I don't react. "You smell like her." She takes a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the body wash Serah had put on me earlier. Her hands continue to knead, I drop the book into my lap and close my eyes. I can't believe this is happening. "You're small like her, too. Sexy." Her voice is little more than a whisper, a growl, it sends shivers down my spine and I feel a heat stirring in my belly. I've had fantasies that start like this.

I gulp, at least I'm pretty sure I gulp, and my breathing starts to get labored. Her hands wrap around my neck and trail down my shirt, I can feel her breath on my neck and it turns me on. "Lightning?" I ask breathlessly, though what the question is I'm not sure. What are you doing? Why are you doing this? Do you love me? I don't know. I look up to see her eyes, those crystal blue eyes so much like Serah's but so much harder, but she captures my mouth with hers and slips her tongue in before I can get a good look. I am swept away by the kiss and I instinctively spread my legs a little. I can feel her smile into our kiss.

She crawls over the back of the couch, she's so nimble and flexible it's startling, and pulls my legs until I'm laying under her. She's wearing a pair of jogging shorts and a muscle shirt, her creamy skin smooth from her recent shower. She looks down at me with those blue eyes, drawing me in with their song, before smashing our lips together in a passionate kiss. Her hands rove my body, groping and feeling wherever they like, my breasts, my thighs, my ass. She pulls at my shirt until it's bunched up on my shoulders and massages my naked breasts, I hadn't worn a bra since I was visiting Serah the previous night. She licks my nipple, now erect, and I whimper. She nibbles my ear and whispers, "Do you want me?"

I only have one response in me, a breathless "Yes".

"My room."

Her voice is cold, commanding and I obey. She lets me off the couch and I walk to her room. I can feel her behind me, her eyes admiring me all over. I walk into her room and feel like I'm the first person to have done so besides her. The walls are painted white, an almost blinding white, and her room is sparsely furnished with one dresser, overflowing with clothes, a nightstand, with an alarm clock and a stylish lamp on it, a simple armchair and her bed, a simple affair with two pillows and no frills.

The door closes and Lightning walks passed me and to the chair, she pulls it forward and sits down. "Strip." Another command, she likes to be in control. I start to pull off my shirt but she holds her hand up. "Slow." I slowly pull the shirt over my head, making a show of sliding it down my arms before letting it fall to the floor. I unbuckle the belt from my skirt and let it slide down my body to the floor. Now I'm standing in just my panties, Lightning urges me on with her eyes. I slide the panties slowly down my thighs until I'm completely naked, Lightning's eyes take me in and drink me like a glass of water.

The cold air of the room hits my skin and I shiver, my nipples get hard and my sex is nearly dripping. Lightning beckons me with a finger and I walk over to the chair. I sit in her lap with my legs straddling her and she wraps her arms around me. I relish her warmth and the smell of her as her hands start roving around my naked body before finally settling on my ass. She grips hard and I arch my back, shoving my breasts into her face. She takes one into her mouth and bites down causing me to cry out. She kneads my ass with her powerful hands while working on my breasts with her mouth. I'm dripping wet by now and she's noticed. "Do you want it?"

"Mmm...yes."

"Say it."

"Fuck me Lightning."

"When we're in bed you call me Claire." She shoves me away and stands up, giving me an impatient look. "Undress me." I obey, she lifts her arms so I can pull her muscle shirt off revealing a lacy black bra. I reach around her to unclip it, getting a full breath of her smell with my face in her chest, and pull it sensuously down her smooth shoulders, unveiling a pair of full breasts with nipples a soft pink like her sister's. I kneel down to pull her shorts down followed by her matching black panties then step back to admire the older woman in all her naked glory. She's everything I imagined and more.

"Get on the bed."

She walks passed me to her dresser while I get comfortable on the bed. The blankets are soft and warm and I nearly sink into them when I feel the bed shift and Lightning straddle me. She looks down at me and I feel something hard press against my thigh. I don't need to see it to know what it is. Her eyes penetrate me and I lean up to kiss her. Our lips wrestle for a moment before she shoves me back down to the bed and positions herself with the strap on at my vagina.

She thrusts and enters me with it. My back arches and I cry out, which seems to please her because she nibbles at my neck a little. "I always thought those sounds you make in battle were adorable. I can't wait to hear the sounds you make in bed." She moves her hips, pressing the strap on further into me and I groan, the sensation is amazing. She starts thrusting and I throw my head back, moaning with each thrust from her. I throw my arms around her and dig my nails into back which spurs her on and she thrusts harder, pressing her body against me.

I can feel her breathing increase on my neck, the bed starts shaking with the force of her thrusts. My eyes roll into the back of my head as my fingernails dig deeper into Lightning's back. "Ohhh...Light..."

She bites down on my shoulder and I squeal, though whether from pain or pleasure I'm not sure. "Claire, dammit."

"Ohh...Claire...harder..."

She gives me what I want, pushing me back to the bed and taking my legs in her arms she thrusts harder into me and my body starts to buck with the coming orgasm. She rides me hard as I spasm, crying out as I fall back to the bed panting. Before I can catch my breath she's on me, our lips pressed together, her tongue probing the inside of my mouth. She pulls away and the strap on slides out of me with a wet sound. She slaps my thigh and orders, "Roll over". I do as she commands and roll over, lying on my stomach with my hands at my sides. "Now stick that cute ass in the air." She puts her hands on my waist and maneuvers me how she wants with my ass in the air for her to get to. She grips hard and starts to lick my wet folds, running her tongue over me in a way that drives me crazy.

She eats me out for a few minutes, until I'm ready for her to enter me again. She puts her hands on my hips and thrusts the strap on back inside me and I realize how much I've missed it. She leans over me and grabs my breasts, kneading them while she moves her hips, getting me excited. She sits up and starts thrusting, my hands are next to my head to steady myself as I cry into the pillow that I'm lying on. Her thrusts are more powerful this way and I feel like I'm tearing apart, it's a new sensation for me but one that I'm not entirely averse to. Her thrusts increase in speed until I orgasm again, my back arches and I cry out thankful that Serah isn't home for she surely would have heard me this time.

I fall back to the bed, covered in sweat and barely able to breathe. The strap on slides out of me and I roll over to see Lightning is also covered in sweat, an arousing sight. I sit up to her and take her lips for a kiss, a kiss she allows as she undoes the strap on and lets it slide down her thighs and off her legs. I grab her breasts in my hands and massage them, earning a growl from the soldier who grabs my head and moves it down to her chest. I take one of her nipples in my mouth and suck on it, licking at the tip and feeling Lightning's body press against me. Her hand is still on my head and she uses it to push me further down until I'm face to face with her naked sex, already wet from our session "Eat me."

The smell from her is intoxicating and she doesn't need to tell me what to do. I lick at her, running my tongue over every inch of her vagina before entering it with two fingers. Her hand grips harder on my head as she presses herself further into me, I feel like I might suffocate but for the few moments where she lets me come up for air. Her back arches, pushing her perfect breasts out in an attractive way, and her body clenches as she orgasms. Her hand gripping my head tightens and it feels like she's going to pull my hair out as she cries out then relents.

Her arms fall limp at her sides and her body relaxes, her breath is short and her chest heaves. I climb up her body, kissing her stomach, her breasts, her neck and up her jaw before placing a soft, tender kiss on her lips. Claire Farron is an amazing sight and is amazing in bed, just as I knew she would be. Her blue eyes gaze into mine and I get a sense of softness, of tenderness in them before she falls into me and pushes us onto the bed. She wraps her arms around me and manipulates me into a spooning position with her body pressed up against mine. Our breathing slows down and I take her hand, holding it to my chest. I hadn't expected this today but it was an amazing experience that I won't soon forget. "Claire?" She doesn't respond and I notice that her breathing is even. She's fallen asleep. It is then that I remember a detail from earlier in the day. Serah's coming home soon and I can't let her see me like this.

Claire mumbles something in her sleep and her arms tighten around me. I turn to where I'm lying on my back with her arms around my waist. I look down at her and run a hand through her pink hair, she's cute when she sleeps and I feel like I'm the only person to ever see her like this. I feel honored, but the clock is ticking and I need to get my clothes back on before I'm discovered.

I search around until I find my clothes, my panties and skirt punched up where I let them fall, my shirt not far from that and my shoes still in the living room where I left them, sitting in front of the couch next to the book I had been reading before my sexual encounter with Lightning.

Just in time too, as soon as I open the book the front door opens and Serah walks in carrying several large bags in her arms, most likely clothes as she loves to shop, and sets them down behind the couch. "Hey, Vanille." She leans over and gives me a soft kiss on the cheek. "Is Claire home yet?"

Oh yeah, she's here. "Yeah, but she's asleep already. She must have had a rough day." A pleasantly rough day. "Oh." A look of disappointment flashes across her face, she must have expected to see her sister tonight. She plops down on the couch next to me and throws her head back with a sigh. "What are you reading?"

I have to look at the title, as I've already forgotten it. "The Shapeshifter's Wife."

"That's a good one. The guy on the cover is dreamy."

I look at the cover and come away disappointed. He had some handsome features but there was nothing special about him, nothing that made him attractive. He was just a man, I shrug. "I don't see it."

"Like you would know."

What's that supposed to mean? Just because I have a crush on your sister doesn't mean I can't tell if a guy's attractive or not. "Whatever."

My response must be cold because she grabs my hand. "I'm sorry, that was kinda bitchy."

"It's okay."

I look at the time and notice it's about to get dark soon. I yawn, I must be tired and I've still got the drive home to worry about. "Are you going to stay the night? You can sleep on the couch." Serah offers out of kindness but after the day I've had I just want to sleep in my bed. "I'm sure Claire won't mind."

I'm sure she won't, she might even wake me up for a morning romp before she heads to work. A sexy thought but still, no. "No, thanks though. I just want to sleep in my own bed tonight."

"Okay, then I guess I'll see you later."

We both stand and give each other a big hug. I kiss her on the cheek before heading to the front door. "Ciao." I close the door behind me and the cool night air hits me. I remember the moment of tenderness in Lightning's eyes after we made love and something I had said to Serah at breakfast. Everyone needs someone to love.