Chapter 3: What the Fuck?!

(A/N: Couldn't think of anything else for a chapter name. Sorry if the last chapter was crappy... I'm gonna leave it as is until I've finished story, completely. Then I'll redo chap 2. I've also decided to NOT do Paines of a Heart until I've finished this fic, so srry if you wanted to read it. One more thing...

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LEMON AND OTHER CONTENT THAT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR NON-ADULTS)

Leaning over the balcony of his hotel room, Gippal gulped the sapphire liquor till he was void of all pains, physical and romantic. He thought about going to a strip joint, but being new to Luca, he thought he would never find his way one. He decided to spend the night at this motel nearby the Mi'hen Highroad so he could leave for Djose Temple first thing in the morning.

His head was a bit dizzy from being drunk and looking straight down a good 30 stories or so, Gippal withdrawed back inside his room. He trudged into the bathroom, took a leak, and splashed some cold water onto his sunken, tired face. His eyes now sported purple bags below, his mouth developed fuzz all around, and his lips were chapped and dry. I look like shit, he thought. Actually... I look worse than shit. Oh well... nothing I can do about it while I'm drunk.

When he shuffled back to his bed he didn't bother taking off his shoes, let alone his soiled clothes. He fell asleep immediatly and was submerged into one of the best dreams of his life.

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When she got the call from Buddy saying that Gippal was in Luca, Rikku was a bit nervous. She had planned on visiting Djose, and Gippal. She never got the nerve to tell him of her feelings because she didn't have the nerve to even visit him. Her feelings for Gippal started to resurface once again in the Farplane. She at first it was just worry for him, but now she was plummeting head over heels for the One-Eyed Al Bhed.

After Vegnagun got it's ass whooped, everyone pretty much lost touch. Yunie and Tidus had returned to Besaid and were now planning their wedding. Paine had stayed a bit longer on the Celsius, but eventually got the nerve to go to Baralai, and was now living with him in Bevelle. Nooj and Leblanc had gone to Guadosalam to settle down for the rest of their kinky lives. Even Buddy got bored of Sphere Hunting and was running a bar with his new girlfriend, Nhadala, who had left the desert dig. Gippal, she guessed, had gone back to Djose. That left Rikku with her psycho Al Bhed brother and genius kid Shinra.

She had Brother drop her off in Luca under the pretense, "I gotta get Yuna a wedding present." Now that she thought about it, she should get a present while she was here. After a talk with Gippal, of course.

She bit her lip nervously while waiting in the elevator. Some corny classical compostion was playing from an oak speakerbox in the corner. When the doors slid open she looked to the left and saw the odd numbered rooms. On her right were the even numbered. Paying attention to the right she muttered while walking, "360... 362... 364... 366... Aha, 368, just like the concierge had said."

She wrestled over the idea of knocking, but instead just opened the unlocked door. And there he was. Passed out half on his bed, half not. She saw the blue bottle clutched in his right hand and said,"Oh cred, you've been drinkin'..."

She walked over to him and forcefully yanks the bottle away. She uncorks it and takes a small sniff. She likes the smell and takes a little swig. It runs down her throat leaving a tingling sensation in its wake, unlike other drinks that scorch the mouth. But she, unlike Gippal, knows when to stop and stoppers it, placing the liquid on the side table.

Walking back to the Faction Leader, she pulls, tugs, and pushes him fully onto his bed. She positions him so that he won't have problems in the morning. She looks at him and sighs heavily. Because now she's debating undressing him. She sighs again and trudges to him once more. She has to undress him because if he's left in those clothes for long he'll probably catch some bacterial infection or a virus of some sort. And that was a rather good reason considering the splatter of some greenish substance all over the front of his shirt. And if seeing those rippling muscles is a by-product, so be it, she thought to herself.

She starts with his gloves, the easiest, then untucking his shirt and pulling it over his head. The hard part is getting his strong ass arms out of the sleeves. After removing the shirt she tosses it into a corner. She's in awe of his slick, sweaty six pack of abs and then remembers her task at hand. With an effort she wrenches his first boot off. With the coming off of his second boot, Rikku lands on her butt, hard, on the floor. "Owieeee..." she whimpers but gets up using the bed as support. OK... now the really creepy part. She shakily reaches out with her hands and undoes his pants.

She pulls and they slide off with ease, revealing a slight bulge in Gippal's boxers. Ewww... he's having a dream that's just as dirty as his clothes... Wonder who its 'bout? Hey! Cut out the digressing, she battles her inner monologue and he stirs, shifts positions, and ends up sideways facing away from the wall.

Without thinking, Rikku walks over and carefully sits on the bed watching him sleep. She thinks that he looks like a child when he sleeps. He stirs again and then groggily opens his eye and sits on the edge of the bed beside Rikku.

Still thinking he's in a dream, Gippal says, "Wow, either I died and went to Heaven or this Dream is getting better and better."

Rikku giggles behind a hand and, playing along, asks,"Well since both of them end up good for you, what would you have happen in this dream or vision?"

He smirks and says,"I dunno, although I think it might be something like... this." He leans forward and plants a kiss on her shocked lips. Milliseconds later she joins in and returns the kiss just as passionately. His tongue brushes against her lips, waiting for entry. Granting it she welcomes the intruder with her own tongue. His hands, which rest on her waist, pull her closer until she is literally in his lap, making out with him from a better position. She raises her hands and cups his head while their lips and tongues dance together.

Finally come up for air, gasping. He smiles and says, "Wow that was more real than the dream. Guess I'm dead then because I know for a fact that if I ever kissed the real Rikku, she'd kick me in the groin again."

Rikku smiles mischeviously, and replies, "You never know, she might go along with it."

Gippal smirks at her comment, "Well you're a figment of my imagination. Of course you'd contradict what I'm saying."

"So... if I'm just a figment, what are you gonna do with me?" Rikku asks mockingly.

"Dunno... maybe some of this," he kisses her lips briefly when he says this, "or maybe this," he moves to her neck and suckles it gently, "maybe... maybe even this." He bends his head down and kisses her breast lightly and she moans involuntarily. When he stops she smiles devilishly and pushes his forehead, hard. He falls back onto the bed with a grunt.

She leans forward, so that they're completely horizontal. They kiss passionately again. Without warning, Gippal rolls and their postions are flipped. With the switch she squeaks and he smirks. Their lips meet for a third time, this one with more zeal than ever. His bulge is steelhard against her inner thigh. She stops and bites her bottom lip anxiously.

Gippal strokes her outer thigh, devouring the softness of her skin. He looks into her treasured emerald eyes. Believing she's still just a dream, he says, "I love you, Rikku..."

She smiles and replies,"And I love you..."

She starts her own undressing, starting with her yellow ribbon sleeves. After each sleeve had been discarded she reached behind her back, but Gippal stopped her by grabbing her wrist.

"You're moving a bit fast, aren't you?"

Trying to think of a quick reply, she replies, "I can go as fast as you want me to."

"Well than slow down just a bit."

"Yessir. Now come here." She tugs his face closer to hers and they kiss again.

After a little bit of kissing, Gippal himself undoes the knot of her bikini top. Letting it slip off of her, Gippal kisses her breasts slowly, softly.

Moving his hands toward her skirt, he devours her breast, tasting her skin's salty sweetness. Undoing her skirt buckle Gippal slides it off. Lowering his head, he kisses his way below her navel. He begins to slide off her thong until its removed from her body entirely, making her completely naked before his eyes. Bringing himself back to her face-to-face they kiss romantically.

Gippal slides his boxers off of his hips. Leaving them both naked. A bit nervous himself he asks Rikku, "You sure?"

"As sure as a figment can be," she says with a rogue smile.

Placing his manhood at her entrance, he then plunges into her slowly. She gasps with immense pleasure. Her legs wrap around his waist and her back arches up to meet him. Slowly he starts to move in and out. He moves at a steady pleasuring pace.

Wanting more, Rikku commands, "Vycdan, vycdan!"

"If you say so."

He moves faster, in, out, in, out. After sometime he spills his speed into her and she gasps raggedly. He slips out of her and they collapse onto the bed. He falls asleep almost immediately. She gets up for a moment and grabs the blanket at the foot of the bed. She gets in the bed with him, pulling the blanket over them. Snuggling into his chest she falls into a dreamy sleep.

(A/N: Was it good? I hope the writing was better... Hey Jezzi is it better than last chapter???)