Title: Bonding - Part 3
Pairing: Farroncest (Lightning/Serah), implied Serah/Snow
Beta: AQA473
Rating: M for sisterly incest, language, very mild D/s
Words: 7,663
Song Inspiration: "The Worst Guys" - Childish Gambino
Prompt Request: "Lightning may dominate Serah in bed, but sex-devious Serah is the one who really pulls the strings in their relationship. Orrrrr simply, Lightning can't resist Serah, and Serah ALWAYS gets what she wants from big sis."
A/N: Well, guys, here it is. If you're following me on tumblr, then you'll know why this took so long to come out. Anyway, it's here and I had no intentions on abandoning this piece. Like before, this is just a huge smut fic separated into three parts so don't try looking for a story here. Huge, huge thanks to my beta for taking the time to read this, because I have no idea where this fic would be without that massive amount of help. So, I hope you guys are pleased with the final installment, if any of you are even still reading, haha. Reviews are always appreciated, and lyrics mean nothing here, just needed the music. Enjoy!
"What's taking so long?" Serah whispered, breath caressing Lightning's ear. Her fingers ghosted up Lightning's back under her shirt, coaxing a shudder from the older woman.
Lightning twitched and flicked the hand away, shifting the phone to her other ear. After the little stunt at the theater earlier, Serah was well past horny, cold fingers brushing over the ridges of Lightning's spine. Lightning was in the middle of ordering a pizza, gritting her teeth just enough to get most of the order out over the phone's staticky reception. The younger Farron's fingers made it up to Lightning's bra mid-order, and Lightning reached back, pinching the girl in the side.
"Ow!" Lightning didn't have to turn to know Serah was pouting.
Upon finishing the order and hanging up, Lightning stood up and faced her sister, noticing the girl had changed into something more comfortable, a simple tank top and light shorts. "You are such a little minx, you know that?"
"All for you, sis." Serah snatched Lightning's hand and dragged her to the living room. "Here, sit. I need you to help me with something." She then left the room.
Lightning sat, one leg dangling off the couch. She reclined and waited, eyeing a rectangular patch of red-gold on her jeans. The evening sun just barely shone through the windows of the living room. Not long ago, they'd returned from the movie, two hours and fourteen minutes of pure disappointment. After that disaster, neither had the desire to cook, so it wasn't until they stepped in the house that Serah suggested pizza. It was a favorite of theirs to share and perfect for winding down after their day together.
Serah finally returned with a white device clutched in one hand, her fingers tapping away at it with the other. "Hey, Light? Umm, can you help me with my homework?"
Was she serious? Homework? Lightning threw her arm over the back of the couch and smirked. "No. You're smart enough, do it yourself."
"Geez, you're mean. C'mon, please? Don't you want me to graduate?"
"Fine, fine. Yeah, I'll help, if it'll get you to go to college, genius."
"I am going to Eden already, thanks. Now, move." Serah pushed Lightning's leg over and climbed onto the couch. She tucked her own legs under her and sat against her sister.
Serah was warm and soft against Lightning's front, and she didn't hesitate to snake an arm around her waist and pull her closer. She brought the dangling leg back onto the sofa as she spoke.
"What do you need help with? It must be serious if you're actually taking the time to ask me." She caught a glimpse of the device Serah held in her hands, a small notebook, just a bit larger than a tablet.
"Ugh. Some really stupid paper my Literature teacher is giving us."
"Your Advanced Placement one? Serah, you're graduating in a month, why do you still have homework? In that class, no less."
"It's our last paper. It's easier than that research paper we had due a few weeks ago." She trailed fingertips along the arm wrapped around her waist. "We have to write a paper on someone we know that makes a contribution to Bodhum. So, clearly, I chose you."
"You 'chose' me, huh?" Lightning scoffed. "What, civil servant Snow wasn't good enough for you?" Surprise, surprise.
Serah responded with a click of her tongue. "Shut up. That's why you're upset all the time. I just need to ask you a few questions, and then I'll finish the rest later." She opened up a word processor on the notebook. Her fingers tapped away on the touch screen as she began the workings of an essay.
"Questions," Lightning stated, drawing the word out. "About?"
The girl finished typing up a perfect sentence before she responded. "Guardian Corps. Like, what do you guys do?" Serah placed each hand on Lightning's thighs to lift herself up and shift positions. She brought her knees up closer to her chest, but let one hand linger to caress the fabric coating her sister's thigh.
Oh. Her job. That was simple enough. "I can give you the gist of what we do, but don't expect me to go into extreme detail about any assignments."
"That's so boring! Maybe I should have asked Snow."
Lightning narrowed her eyes and pinched Serah in the side. "Do you want to get this paper done?"
"Okay, okay, fine! I was just kidding. Just tell me. I'll stretch it out somehow." Serah bit her bottom lip and gave Lightning her full attention, though unable to turn around.
"Uhh…wow, where do I start? Right. Guardian Corps is basically responsible for maintaining peace on Cocoon. There are six divisions of GC. The one I'm in would be Bodhum Security Regiment, but you should already know that." She stopped for a moment to watch Serah, who was typing away on the notebook. Nothing fancy yet, just bullet points of core information aside from the initial sentence.
"Okay, continue." Serah shifted again, leaning back further and sitting more upright between her sister's legs.
"Our sole job is to make sure that Bodhum is safe. You know that as well."
"Right, right. But, what do you do?" The motion of her hand became lethargic, slow and tantalizing, a genuine tease if there ever was one.
Lightning had only barely noticed those tricky fingers on her thigh but dismissed the touch as innocent boredom. "We catch and stop criminals, and we take care of the wildlife that gets out of hand just outside of the city's borders. But, we mostly just do basic patrols around the city. You've seen me near your school a couple times."
More tapping. Serah's voice was a concentrated whisper with her reply. "Uh huh. Keep going." She stopped once more, drawing lazy circles in denim, and pressed herself into Lightning's chest.
"That's…basically it. What more could you want?" The elder Farron rested her chin on her sister's head, face twitching at the strawberry-blonde hairs that tickled her nose. Serah's ministrations became more noticeable to her now, and yet, she still paid them no mind. She'd know if things were about to escalate.
Serah hummed. "Have you ever caught any criminals?" She shifted her fingers from the leg beside her to the hand on her belly.
Feather-light touches ghosted the skin of Lightning's hand and the light hairs of her arm. She wanted to smile at the question, seemingly innocent on the surface, then recalled that she'd never told Serah much about her job. Serah worried too much, a trait she inherited from their late mother. She sighed.
"I have. Twice."
"What happened?"
The sergeant faltered. "The first guy? Just a common jewelry thief. He gave up quite easily after I chased him around the block. The second?"
"Mhmm…" Serah cuddled closer, tilting her head up just a few degrees. She stretched her legs out.
"Another robber. He was armed. I had to get two of my subordinates to distract him before I was able to take him down. He robbed a small bank near your school."
"Really?" Serah whispered, her fingers intertwined with Lightning's own.
"Yeah."
"I'm glad you're okay. He could have shot you."
Lightning chuckled. "I'm fine, clearly. It's my job. I do what I have to to protect people like you." Her eyes darted in front of her to where the notebook lay on the couch.
Serah's voice was low, an almost velvety rumble from the pit of her throat. "People like me?" She rested her cheek against Lightning's throat, shivering at the vibration of the equally low response.
"Yes. People like you. Civilians."
A short whine escaped Serah's throat. "I'm just a civilian to you, sis?"
"Civilians and you," Lightning corrected. "You get special protection for being my little sister. And my little kitten." The small hand on hers teased, dragging up Serah's body under her thin shirt. Without looking, she recognized the gentle curve and swell of Serah's breast under her fingertips.
"Mmm, I do?"
Lightning answered, lips not even a hair's breadth away from Serah's ear. "Yes, Serah. You know I'd protect you from anything." Her hand was guided further, now completely covering one breast. A hard nipple brushed the webbing between two fingers, and a sharp hiss caught her ears, cutting the silence of the room in two.
"Anything, Claire?" Serah breathed.
Serah's skin burned under her touch. Lightning caught an ear between her teeth and dragged them, gently, from top to lobe.
"Yes. Anything."
She trailed her lips from Serah's ear to the back of her neck, planting soft kisses along the way. Serah was near writhing under her touch, shivers wracking her body. "I'd rip Cocoon out of its cradle in the heavens if it meant keeping you safe. Remember that."
"Claire-bear?" Serah tilted her head back, closing her eyes. She led her sister's hand further down her body over every curve of smooth skin, past her navel to the waistband of her shorts. "You promise?"
Lightning chuckled into the crook of Serah's neck, kissing a trail back to her ear. "Yes, Serah, I promise." She felt her hand being guided into Serah's shorts, her fingers caressed by her sister's warmth. The body in front of her shuddered, and Lightning's hand was torn away. Such a tease.
With Serah's hand dropping along with Lightning's, Serah suppressed a moan. She tilted her head up and to the side, hazy sapphire eyes locking with her sister's wanton gaze. "Mmm, gimme a kiss," she purred.
Lightning wasted no time capturing Serah's lips. Her hand rose, tracing the outline of Serah's flushed, luscious neck, before cupping her cheek. She took her time delving into the familiarity of Serah's mouth, tongue brushing every inch.
Serah moaned into Lightning. She pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the two, and whispered against her soldier's lips.
"So glad I didn't go ask Snow."
"Why's that?"
"I don't think it would have gone this well."
"What? Something like this happen before?"
A deep kiss and chuckle from Serah. "Maybe."
"Right. So you come back here and kiss me with that same mouth like it's okay?" Lightning nuzzled the girl's neck and took in her sweet scent. She grazed her teeth along the pulsating jugular, evidence of her sister's quickening heart rate.
Serah sucked in a breath. "Mmm…please don't be mad." Her eyes shut. "I…ahhh…like your kisses better." Serah's face flushed a deep pink.
Normally, Lightning would have been upset, seething actually. But this time was different. Much different. Serah moaned for her, writhed for her, called her name. In their most intimate moments, Lightning gave her direction and Serah would follow suit without question. Serah was hers and hers alone. Whatever Snow thoughthe was getting into was all a farce. And Snow could very well go fuck himself.
Lightning smirked into her sister's neck. "You do, huh? Prove it."
Serah snatched herself away from Lightning's grasp. She turned in her seated position and rose to her knees, never breaking away from Lightning's attentive stare. Snatching each of the soldier's hands with her own, Serah pinned them to the arm of the couch beside Lightning's head. Her face was a hair's breadth away from Lightning's, their heated breaths mingling in the closed space. Serah searched her sister's eyes, catching Lightning's lips in her gaze, before mashing their mouths together.
The sergeant was taken aback by the rough, open-mouthed kiss, but melted into it. Serah dominated any of Lightning's attempts at taking control. Lightning refused to fight the tongue brushing every inch of her mouth, welcoming it instead. Etro, she swore she could have gotten drunk off Serah's more intense kisses; they were brusque and controlling, the complete opposite of Serah herself. Lightning considered herself lucky to be the only person able to see this side of her little sister.
"Someone's a little rough today," Lightning whispered through a break in the kiss.
Serah just chuckled, uttering words between kisses. "Your fault. You just- get me so… hot."
She let go of Lightning's hands to lower one of her own between their conjoined bodies while the other pressed against a shoulder. Serah never skipped a beat with her kissing. Her roaming hand tugged at her sister's belt before traveling upwards under her shirt.
Lightning's muscles twitched under her sister's gentle touch, a direct contrast to her aggressive kisses. She grinned at how frisky Serah had been over the course of the day. Normally, the girl would be eager for a session or two after being deprived for weeks at a time but this level of sexual appetite was unheard of. Not that Lightning minded, of course. She welcomed the stress relief and comfort their unions brought with open arms, quite literally.
She felt Serah's lips and tongue slow their advances, almost lethargic, nearly stopping. Lightning fell into an ecstatic trance, and nothing else mattered when Serah brushed her tongue over her lips. Wait, was that- no, never mind; she was just hearing things.
The kiss deepened, and then there was nothing. The weight on top of her disappeared. Lightning's eyes shot open, and she caught Serah walking out of the living room.
"The food is here, sis!"
Ah. So that's what that sound was, the doorbell. Lightning sighed, a little more than irritated at having been interrupted in such an intimate moment. Fixing herself (including the undone belt that Serah was responsible for), she followed her sister to the front door, greeted by a tall, smirking teen with hungry eyes set on Serah.
It was after dinner and Lightning was still seething. Maybe she was being irrational, maybe she shouldn't be so angry over someone she didn't even know, but the awkward silence over dinner upset her sister, and rightfully so, she admitted.
Lightning sank further into the couch, angry eyes glaring at the news on television. She paid it no mind, only focusing on the fact that Serah would dare flirt with some kid right in front of her face. The more she pondered over it, the more ridiculous the entire ordeal seemed. She huffed, blowing strands of hair away from her face. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Serah turn towards her.
"What is your problem?"
She cut her eyes to the owner of the voice before facing her. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, really? So you crossing your arms over your chest right now is just nothing?"
Damn. She had and didn't even notice. Serah knew her mannerisms far too well.
Serah mirrored her. "You're upset. Please do not tell me it's over something as trivial as the delivery guy."
Yeah, it sounded completely absurd to be this unnerved. Snow was another story, but to have an incident like this happen twice in one day? Lightning was never one to care much about other people, but when it came to Serah, a different side of her reared its ugly head.
"First Snow and now this. What do you have to say for yourself, Lightning?"
That voice. Every once in a while, Serah exhibited a tinge of stern command in her otherwise light timbre that would have easily rivaled any of the soldier's superiors. It threw Lightning off at times but gave her a welcome shiver up her spine. It proved hard not to smile at being "scolded," but she kept her composure as Serah narrowed her eyes at her.
"It wasn't my fault."
Serah tilted her head to the side. "Are you implying it was mine? Because I was not flirting with him, if that's what you're getting at. I go to school with him."
Lightning scoffed. "He was flirting with you."
A light pink dusted Serah's cheeks. "He…was not! You didn't have to go off on him." She scooted closer and climbed onto Lightning's lap, legs on either side of the elder Farron's waist.
"Shouldn't have looked at you like a piece of meat."
Serah covered her mouth, attempting to hold back a laugh. "Etro, you are so…possessive."
Lightning frowned. She wouldn't have described it in such a way, more like overly protective. That sounded a lot more positive than being possessive; Serah wasn't some object to covet.
"You know, Lightning." Serah pressed her nose into Lightning's neck and dragged her tongue over her pulse. "You're so lucky I like that about you."
Flattering, to say the least. Lightning gripped Serah's ass as she tilted her head back, causing Serah to recoil. "I'm… not trying to be overbearing, but… I don't trust some people around you. You're still my little sister, you know."
Serah's eyes lowered, head tilted. "Lightning." She ran a finger under Lightning's chin and lifted it to meet Lightning's gaze.
Lightning swallowed the lump in her throat. Serah shifted in her lap, and Lightning's hands held her in place at the waist. Lightning admitted that the intense gaze threw her off. Had what she said really been that bad?
"Claire…"
She winced.
"…you just don't realize how jealous you really are. Has your time away from me taken a toll on you?" Serah cupped Lightning's cheek in her palm. "Doesn't matter. I think I have just the plan to take your mind off everything else."
Lightning searched her sister's eyes, hoping that Serah meant what she imagined. A thumb brushed across her lower lip, teasing, before the smaller, more delicate hand cupped her chin. Serah leaned in, breath tickling Lightning's lips and nose. Lightning made the first move, smashing their lips together in desperate fervor. Her hands roamed of their own accord, pawing at the thin excuse for fabric separating her and the delectable flesh beneath. If Serah wanted a distraction, Lightning was more than happy to deliver.
Serah chuckled into the kiss, brushing her tongue in every reachable corner of Lightning's mouth. She stole Lightning's hands away and pinned them to the back of the couch. The kiss broke, and she uttered words within the confines of the space between them.
"Uh-uh. I have a better idea."
Brows furrowed. Lightning never enjoyed being restricted movement, but if Serah had something better in mind, she'd comply. Lightning stared expectantly, eyes roaming every curve of the girl atop her.
Serah released Lightning's hands, pushing her further into the couch at the shoulder. "Don't move. Watch."
Lightning obeyed, leaning back. Serah's teeth grazed her bottom lip, and she righted herself on Lightning's lap. Serah's eyes focused on her, and Lightning knew what she was up to. It was something the younger Farron did every once in a blue moon, a little reminder for Lightning. Lightning was aware that she often fell prey to jealousy, sometimes to a degree that thoroughly amused Serah, to her own dismay. Loathe to admit, Lightning knew this was Serah's way of keeping her in check. Regardless, that wouldn't stop Lightning from studying the confident movements from the girl on her lap.
Serah's hands explored her body, curious and unwavering. One hand reached under the shirt she wore. Lightning made out that Serah pinched a nipple, and Serah moaned. Her other, however, busied itself into her shorts.
Lightning felt a lump form in her throat at the sight. She ran her index finger up from Serah's navel, but didn't get further than that. Serah snatched her wrist, yanking it away and pinning it to the couch.
"No. Touching."
Serah's voice had dropped. It surprised and excited Lightning all at once as she stretched her arms out across the top of the couch. She kept her eyes fixated on her sister, darting over every visible inch of her. She'd play Serah's little game for now, she decided, as a sly smirk played across her lips.
"Fine."
"Good. Now-" Serah cupped Lightning's chin, directing her gaze to meet her own eyes. "-watch me."
With that, Serah was back into her trance. She bored holes into Lightning with her eyes. Rocking on the soldier's lap just once, she brushed her hand up her shirt, lifting the fabric just enough for Lightning to catch the underside of her breast. With a short sigh, Serah flashed a quick smile.
Lightning's breath caught in her throat.
Serah continued her exploration. One hand trailed up to tweak one breast – making sure that Lightning could see – before grazing the tip of the other.
"You know, Lightning…"
The elder Farron lifted her chin in acknowledgement.
Serah allowed her fingers to brush over Lightning's cheek. "Green is such a nice color on you."
Ha ha. Jokes. Lightning had no time for it, and the scowl on her face was evident of her mood. Even still, she leaned into her sister's gentle touch.
"You're so cute when you pout."
Lightning narrowed her eyes.
"All I'm trying to say is-" Serah slipped two fingers into Lightning's mouth, and Lightning greeted them without complaint. "-you should stop being so tense about me."
Kind of hard to do that when guys were always breathing down her neck.
"Everything you could ever want is right here." She retracted her fingers, guiding them into the front of her shorts. A guttural moan rumbled in her chest as she glided slick digits over herself. "All for you."
Oh. Fuck.
Lightning shifted uncomfortably, very much aware of Serah's heat on her thigh. She balled fists at her sides, attempting to keep herself under control. Serah was indeed busy pleasuring herself right on her lap, and Lightning could do nothing about it. It was no secret that Lightning enjoyed the little show. Serah had done it a few times before, and the first time caught her off guard in the best way possible. Even now, a few times later, it still put her on edge.
Serah's wet fingers rose to her navel, and then returned to her shorts. She sighed and closed her eyes. Leaning forward, she rested her forehead against Lightning's, and brushed her free hand up her sister's tank. Lightning steeled her jaw as Serah continued to press fingers against herself, speed gradually increasing. Serah moaned into Lightning's lips, brows furrowing in focus.
"What are you thinking about?"
It took several seconds before she was graced with an answer through gritting teeth and curled lips.
"You."
Lightning had assumed. "Doing what?"
"Unngh… Everything imaginable." Serah ground herself into Lightning's lap now. She turned her head, now cheek to cheek with Lightning, lips grazing her ear.
Why not draw it out a bit longer? "Like what? I want specifics."
"Did I finally get your attention?" Serah whispered, chuckling. Her pace decreased a fraction, which Lightning figured was just the right speed to keep her going but not send her over the edge just yet. "You. Everywhere. Pinning me against the wall, bending me over a table, bouncing on this couch. Fucking the breath out of my lungs with your fingers." She gasped. "I love those fingers, Claire."
Even with her limited range of movement, Lightning nipped at Serah's ear, earning a throaty groan in the process. "Yeah? Where do you love them?"
Serah sucked in a quick breath, and stopped her movements altogether briefly. "In my mouth. And inside me."
"Oh, really? Do you want that?"
The younger Farron nodded.
"Show me how much."
Serah obeyed, quickening the pace between her legs. She pressed her forehead against Lightning's cheek, using her other hand to drag nails through Lightning's rose tresses and down her neck. Serah nearly ground herself into the soldier's lap, and Lightning could tell how desperate she was.
"You want it that badly?" Lightning mused.
Serah rolled her hips once. "Yes. Just make me come, please?"
A shiver rolled up Lightning's spine at the husky voice in her ear. She had no intention of denying her sister that request; Lightning's eagerness was evident in her quivering hand shoving familiar, damp fingers into her mouth. Her tongue coated in a sample of Serah's arousal, she licked her lips and brushed her nose against the girl's cheek. Serah responded in kind, dragging lips across the line of her jaw, before planting one gentle kiss on the corner of Lightning's mouth.
Lightning took the opportunity to stand, securing Serah's legs around her waist as Serah herself locked her arms around Lightning's neck. It didn't take long before they reached the soldier's room, and Lightning set the smaller body down on cobalt sheets.
Serah rolled onto her belly, turning her head to give Lightning a look that lit her insides on fire. Lightning flicked her bottom lip with her tongue, inching closer and feeling the brush of Serah's ass against the front of her jeans. She traced a hand up Serah's arching back, lifting the fabric of the thin shirt with it, before grazing her nails back down. Serah squirmed under gentle fingers, pressing her backside further into Lightning. It took the elder Farron the utmost amount of willpower not to ravish the girl on her hands and knees in front of her.
Lightning's lips curled into a smirk. She's doing this on purpose.
"You sure you want this? It'll be payback for earlier," Lightning whispered, grasping Serah's ass in her palm.
Serah giggled. "Do your worst, Sergeant."
Flipping Serah over, Lightning leaned down, marking a fresh trail of kisses down her neck. She grazed her teeth over soft skin as her hand pawed and gripped at a small thigh. Lightning flicked her tongue out to taste, and spoke between kisses under Serah's ear.
"Don't worry, I'll have fun teasing you first."
"Noooooo, just- please…" Serah rolled her head to the side, allowing Lightning better access.
Lightning obliged. Kiss after wet kiss, she traveled around Serah's neck, smirking at the moans and whimpers she received under every caress of her lips. A deep chuckle resonated through her. Serah was beyond ready for her – she could practically smell her – but she wouldn't make it that simple. "Please, what? If there's something you want, Serah, just tell me."
"Just- touch me, please?" Serah's hand shot out to grab Lightning's wrist.
Lightning pressed her lips against hers. "Please, what?"
Serah groaned. "Please, Sergeant."
Lightning trailed a finger down the side of Serah's face to the underside of her chin. "Good girl, Serah. Now, where should I touch you, hmm? Show me." With that, Lightning felt her hand being guided up her sister's torso, over a flat belly to the underside of her breasts. "Here?"
Serah nodded.
"Or…" Lightning shifted her hand upwards, her thumb swiping over a hardened nipple. "…here?" She rolled the nipple around between two fingers, gently, watching Serah's reaction.
Serah sucked in a harsh breath, lifting herself to meet more of Lightning's touch. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and sucked hard. Serah grabbed the back of Lightning's head, pressing her close to her chest.
A growl rumbled in Lightning's throat as she smiled into Serah's flesh. She chuckled into the sweet skin of her sister, running lips between breasts, and then capturing a hardened bud in her mouth. Running a tongue over the stiff flesh, she busied a hand with the other, repeating movements from before. She peered up at Serah's face; her eyes were squeezed shut, and she chewed on the side of her bottom lip. Cute.
"Claire?" Serah grabbed Lightning's busy hand, stopping it altogether. She moved it, trailing it down her torso, brushing over navel and into her thin shorts.
Lightning smirked. Very forward of her. "Oh? You want me to touch you here?"
Serah nodded.
Her fingers were released, and she took the opportunity to set each hand on either side of the garment. "And what do you want me to do there, Serah?" Her nails raked on the skin there, raising gooseflesh under her fingertips.
"I don't care – lick me, bite me, spank me – just- fuck me." Hips rolled, thighs brushing the sides of Lightning's legs.
Lightning held back her laughter. She grasped Serah's chin, holding her gaze. "I can fuck you, if that's what you want. But you have to be a good kitten and beg first. Will you do that?"
Serah whimpered a quiet "yes."
Releasing her, Lightning backed up, sitting on her heels to look over the girl. Serah gazed up at her with glazed and glassy eyes. Cheeks red, body shaking, and tongue tracing two wonderfully pink lips, Serah was beyond beautiful before her.
Serah pushed herself up onto her knees and crawled towards her elder sister. She tilted her head back to gaze into commanding eyes. Her tongue danced over the lips in front of her. "Sis…please?" She jammed one hand into the front of her shorts. Minor relief only.
With a soft click of teeth, Lightning broke away. "Try harder."
Serah huffed and poked her lips out. She snatched Lightning's arm to yank her backwards onto the bed. She smiled at the startled look on Lightning's face. Using her arm, Serah shoved Lightning over and switched positions. Now between Lightning's legs, she leaned forward to capture the soldier's lips again.
Lightning couldn't help the smug smile that crept across her face. Serah's tickling hands rested on her ribs before traveling upwards. Slow. Labored. Wet lips skimmed across her neck, and in seconds, skilled digits peeled off her beater and bra. Teeth grazed her skin and the jeweled necklace around her collar. Hands fumbled with the studded belt at her waist, pulling and tugging. Lightning sighed. Her nails dragged lightly up the smaller girl's back until she grasped a handful of hair. Serah peered up, smirking, and the two locked eyes.
Serah pressed her face into Lightning's neck and inhaled, running her tongue over skin and vein. She planted a trail of quick pecks from the base of Lightning's neck to just below her ear. A labored moan escaped her. "Pleeease, Lightning?"
Lightning smirked as she felt a hand dip into the front of her jeans. "Maybe." The same hand joined with the other and tugged. Lightning rose, and the jeans were removed, leaving her in blue boyshorts. She cupped Serah's chin, bringing her closer for a kiss.
Serah giggled into Lightning's lips. She pulled away to mark a wet trail down Lightning's neck and torso with her lips, stopping to flick the silver navel stud between her teeth. She halted just above Lightning's underwear and peered up at the soldier.
"If you want something, you better earn it." Lightning raked her hand through silky rose hair and smiled at the purr she received. Of course Serah would be obedient when she wanted a good fuck.
The corner of Serah's mouth rose. She ran a finger across the rim of Lightning's shorts. Dipping her fingers into the waistband, she shimmied them off as Lightning lifted herself.
Lightning shivered, skin marked with gooseflesh from the chilled air. Though she was exposed and vulnerable, being naked in front of her sister was never an issue. They saw one another without clothes often enough, and Guardian Corps. gave her more than enough experience with people in the nude.
Pressing a hand down, Lightning pulled Serah's head closer to core. "Get started, then."
Serah wasted no time. She inhaled, closing her eyes as she took in Lightning's scent. She stretched her body out, lying full out on her stomach before her sister. Her arms clasped around both legs, she pulled Lightning forward. Serah dipped her nose in close before flicking a tongue, giggling at the soldier's sudden flinch.
That little tease. A sigh escaped Lightning as she rested her head against the headboard. Her bangs fell over her face, shielding aquamarine eyes. She gasped.
The younger Farron pressed her lips against Lightning's core in a gentle kiss. She took one long stroke, running her tongue from bottom to top, rolling her head under Lightning touch. Her tongue darted around, a quick and even dance in the confines of the soldier's sex.
Lightning all but panted, breaths escaping in short, even gasps. Her palms began to sweat, and she rested the free hand on the bed, grasping a fistful of sheets. Her belly tightened and knotted, body quivering and hips raised in want.
Shit.
Serah's eyes darted upwards. One, two, three…four strokes of the tongue, and she ended with a kiss. She brushed fingers over Lightning's thigh. Licking her lips, she locked eyes with Lightning, a ghost of a wry smirk playing across her lips.
"Serah…" Lightning hissed. Her grip on the girl's hair tightened. Unacceptable.
Serah grazed Lightning's thigh with her teeth, then nipped a few times. "But, Claire! I need you sooo baaad," she whined, poking her lips out.
She unwrapped one of her arms from Lightning's leg and shoved a hand down her torso, right into her shorts.
Lightning snatched the hand away and proceeded to lace her fingers with Serah's. She spoke, breathing still labored. "No. You… wait your turn. Finish what you started. And clean up when you're done. Understood?"
Serah's thumb rubbed in gentle circles around Lightning's palm. Her eyes turned downwards. "Yes, Sergeant…" She dipped her head back down, capturing Lightning's lower lips in her mouth. Her pacing increased this time.
"That's it…" Lightning's nails raked through silky hair in praise. As sly as Serah was on occasion, she knew just how to work that precious tongue of hers. And damn it all, was it better than anything in the world! Lightning found her teeth gripping her bottom lip hard. Her head scratched against the headboard again. She was so close it hurt.
There was a light chuckle into Lightning's thigh. Serah licked twice, two long strokes, before taking her exposed clit into her mouth and sucking. Lightning squirmed above her. She nipped at a thigh once and then dipped her tongue into Lightning as far as she could, exploring every part.
"Oh fuuuck…" That was it. She couldn't take anymore. Lightning's belly tightened up again, breath growing more ragged. Her hips lifted on instinct, and her entire body shook with delicious delight. She felt a wonderful tingling in every muscle in her body and a searing heat. Toes curling, she squeezed Serah's hand in hers.
Fucking hell, that was brilliant. Her little kitten would have to be rewarded for this.
True to her word, Serah went to work on the wonderful mess between her sister's thighs. She lapped eagerly at the warm stickiness covering each fold. Her tongue gathered up every last bit of the juice in Lightning's center and below. When she was sure she was finished, she gave Lightning a loving kiss on her lower lips. Running her tongue over her own lips, she lifted her head and stared at Lightning. "Claire?"
Lightning attempted to slow her breathing. Two drops of sweat rolled down her face as she sat there staring at her younger sister. With a small smirk, she chuckled and ruffled Serah's hair between her fingers. "Good girl, Serah." Grasping Serah's chin in her hand, she lifted her until Serah closed in herself. She pressed her lips to Serah's mouth, relishing the tangy savor of herself on her lips. "Get ready."
Serah gazed at Lightning expectantly, running a finger up her thigh.
Lightning leaned forward, far enough where Serah moved backwards an inch. In one swift motion, she wrapped an arm around Serah's waist and switched their positions with Serah face up on the bed, Lightning hovering over her. Lightning tugged Serah's thin shirt off immediately. Her eyes roamed over Serah's bare torso, taking in every familiar and beautiful curve. Her lips curled upwards at Serah's smirking form below her. "What are you smiling at?"
"Haha, nothing! I- ah, Lightning!"Serah rolled her hips at the teasing finger on the outside of her shorts. "Mmm, I love it when you get like this."
"I love it when you say my name. Maybe I can make you scream it." Lightning ran her tongue over her lip. She tugged at Serah's waistband. "Off."
Serah obeyed. She never broke eye contact with her sister as she lifted her hips and slid her shorts down slender legs.
Lightning raised an eyebrow and licked her lips at the sight before her. Serah wore nothing but a simple black pair of panties adorned with a single bolt of white lightning down the center.
"You changed?"
Serah's face flushed bright red. "Earlier, yeah. Your favorite."
"They are. But…" Lightning lowered herself to Serah's ear. "Don't want to ruin them, now, do we?"
"Mmm, no…"
"Right. So take them off."
Serah wrapped an arm around Lightning's neck, pulling her closer. "I like it better when youdo it."
The elder Farron couldn't help but smile. Gods, this girl had Lightning wrapped around her finger. No excuses; Lightning would give Serah what she earned. She planted a quick peck on her sister's ear and lowered herself. Lightning kissed a trail down Serah's abdomen, brushing past her navel and stopping before her sister's panties.
"Up."
Serah watched intently as she lifted her hips just off the bed.
Grazing her teeth over heated skin, she nipped and bit at the flesh below Serah's navel. She grasped the fabric between her teeth and pulled until she rid her sister of it. Throwing the underwear to the floor, Lightning looked back up at Serah. She was absolutely gorgeous, so naked and wanting. Lightning's heart fluttered in her chest. She considered herself lucky to have such a strong, beautiful, intelligent woman for a sister. Serah was perfect.
"Claire?"
Lightning snapped out of her thoughts and focused. She ran her tongue across the inside of Serah's thigh, eliciting a moan. She chuckled.
Serah raked fingers through Lightning's messy mane. "Stop laughing."
"Stop being so adorable." Lightning raised a leg up, running her tongue up to the knee.
"Aahh… can't help it. S-special talent of mine," Serah groaned.
Lightning laughed into Serah's skin. She kissed a line up her sister's leg as Serah all but squirmed underneath. Stopping at the apex of Serah's thighs, Lightning leaned in close, breathing against the sensitive skin. She wasted no time, running her tongue up the length of Serah's opening. Serah expelled a shallow gasp past her lips.
Serah rolled her hips under Lightning's tongue. "Oohh, god, please…"
A sly smirk crept upon Lightning's face. "I haven't even started yet." She lifted her hand to caress Serah's cheek, and then cupped her chin. She moved her fingers in front of Serah and felt the wetness of her mouth capturing two of them.
Sighing, Serah licked and caressed every inch of the two digits in her mouth. Grabbing Lightning's wrist, she sucked on the fingers eagerly, a small bit of saliva dripping down her chin. She locked eyes with Lightning, a lustful gaze beneath a half-lidded, submissive stare.
Lightning yanked her fingers from Serah's mouth. She rose and leaned in to brush against her sister's sweet lips, but her eyes widened at Serah's vice grip on her hair.
Serah traced the outside of Lightning's ear with her lips, closing her eyes to whisper. "Fuck me."
Nose close to Serah's neck, she inhaled, the wonderful flowery aroma masked by the smell of sweat and lust. Her wet fingers hovered over Serah's opening, teasing, tracing sickeningly taunting circles. Finally, she pushed. It was slow, slack in progress, but slick to the touch. Serah was beyond wet.
"Anything…" She pushed further, only one finger in to the knuckle. "Anything, for my little princess."
The younger Farron's eyes shut in an instant. Raking and scratching through Lightning's hair, she threw her head to the side, furrowing her brows. Her free hand trailed up her midsection, stopping to tweak and twist at her nipples.
The corner of Lightning's lip rose. "Been a while, huh?" Serah whimpered and nodded below her. Of course it had. Lightning planted a chaste kiss on Serah's neck before lowering herself to her belly. Finger moving slowly, she flicked her tongue out over the girl's clit, only to capture it between her lips. Serah shook once and lifted her hips an inch off the mattress, but Lightning pushed her back down with a free hand on her abdomen. Lightning drove her tongue in beside the finger, jerking it about. Pulling back for a second, she licked her lips and looked up at Serah, grinning.
Serah slammed Lightning's head back between her legs, rolling her head around on the pillow.
Lightning chuckled into Serah's thigh. Nipping once at the sensitive skin, she hovered a second teasing finger near Serah's opening, then a third. With one final lick, she pushed the second finger in with care, noting the heavy sigh escaping from her beloved sister. Just one more. As with the second, the third finger entered Serah, slow enough to allow her to grow accustomed to the stretch.
The breath that escaped Serah then was akin to a squeak. She threaded her fingers through the soldier's hair once, and grasped her bottom lip between her teeth.
Fuck. It had been too long, Lightning admitted. Months, actually. Serah must have waited the entire time until she had a chance to release all her pent-up frustrations, which would have explained her friskier-than-usual behavior today. Even then, she was still as tight as ever as Lightning's fingers continued to push further into her. Almost there.
Serah breathed a sigh of relief. She was filled to the brim, spreading her legs a little wider.
With that, Lightning started a slow rhythm, pumping her fingers in and out of Serah's slit. She lowered herself once more and inhaled the deep, heady scent of the younger Farron. Fucking hell. She drew Serah closer with her arm wrapped around Serah's leg, driving her tongue out. With sporadic laps of the tongue, Lightning curled her fingers inside of Serah.
"Oh, my gooood…" Serah bucked her hips into Lightning's busy mouth. Her fingers danced through a wild, strawberry-blond mane while her back arched off the bed.
And in a second, Lightning stopped. She rose and looked down over her lust-ridden sister, fingers still buried within.
Serah wasted no time in clasping her arms around Lightning's neck, aiming to whisper in her ear but coming up with a moan instead. Before she could utter a word, Lightning pulled her forward, wrapping an arm around her bare midsection. Serah instinctively coiled her legs around the sergeant's waist.
Lightning lifted Serah with ease and leaned back, sitting on the bed with Serah in her lap. She slammed her fingers into that one spot that graced her with delicious squeaks and moans in her ear. Serah's breasts glided across her own, a thin layer of sweat joining the two. Lightning ran her nose and lips up the length of Serah's neck, then dragged her teeth back down. Heavens, Serah smelled so good when she was aroused, Lightning contemplated on continuing to ravage her with just her lips and tongue.
She latched onto a spot, one just under the left side of Serah's jaw. Nipping and sucking, Serah squirmed on top of her. Lightning found Serah easily matching her rough and steady rhythm, Serah's hips moving in slow, deep circles, catching every thrust into her.
She sucked in a breath at the lips claiming her neck and- "Oh, Etro. Mmm… Lightning…"
Oh? Name calling already? Lightning chuckled into Serah's neck, feeling a shiver jolt through the younger girl's hot and sweaty body. "Say it again."
"Unnhh, Lightniiiing…" Serah dropped herself harder, faster.
"Again. Louder."
Harder, harder.
"Lightning- fuck, Claaiiire! Oh, god…" Serah tightened her grip around Lightning's neck.
Lightning rubbed that sweet spot with her fingers before driving into it again. She didn't know the next time they'd be able to spend so much time together; she had to make it count. Serah all but bounced in her lap now, meeting her thrusts with perfect timing. Lightning held her close, letting Serah's lean belly brush against her own toned abs. Grazing her teeth against Serah's neck once more, she whispered into the girl's skin.
"Whose are you?"
She buried her face into the soldier's neck and gasped.
"Yours."
Lightning thrust twice, hard, causing Serah to shake. "I didn't quite hear you."
Whimpering, Serah planted her lips on Lightning's neck, slamming herself harder into Lightning's fingers. "Yours. Mmm…I'm yo- ahhh!"
"Serah."
Serah moaned between heavy thrusts. "Yours! I'm yours, Claire- oh fuck, I'm- yours!"
Serah's body trembled on top of her sister. Lightning could feel the life being squeezed out of her fingers as Serah came on top of her. The motion in her lap slowed down to a halt, heavy breaths ghosting her ear. The arms around her neck loosened and Serah's body slumped against her own.
Lightning's fingers traveled down her sister's spine in tender caresses. "You're all mine, right? No one else's?"
The younger Farron's voice came out in a lazy drawl. "Uh uh. No one else's. Just yours. All yours, Claire."
Carefully, Lightning pulled her soaked fingers out of Serah's center. She cleaned them off with her tongue, savoring the sweet-tangy flavor of her beloved sister. With both hands free, she laid Serah down on the bed. Her eyes roved over the nearly sleeping girl. She smiled to herself, lucky to have such a beautiful and passionate sister. She caressed Serah's cheek with her knuckles, then stopped. She had to work tomorrow, she recalled. Swearing under her breath, she crawled up next to Serah to lay at her side.
Serah scooted closer, face buried in Lightning's bare chest. She grabbed Lightning's arm, throwing it over herself, cuddling closer into her soldier. "Take off work tomorrow. Please?"
Lightning leaned in, capturing Serah's lips in a slow dance of lips and tongue. "I can't. It's too late. I'm sorry."
"Okay. I'll miss you." Serah rested her forehead against Lightning's neck and fingered the jeweled necklace around her neck.
"What if I take off next weekend?"
"Serah?" Lightning narrowed her eyes. Shallow even breaths reached her ears, followed by a long sigh.
She's asleep.
Lightning smiled, kissing the top of Serah's head. She pulled her sister closer in her protective hold and drifted to sleep.
