Serah strikes me as an awkward character...
The sun felt great as it gently baked Serah's back and neck. She sat, her feet dangling off the edge of the roof over the water, but the great height she was at didn't scare her. Fang had a secure arm around her waist. Serah was sitting sideways on her lap, and it felt like she was made to sit there. It was as if she fit there perfectly. She held Vanille's binding rod that they had borrowed, the four lines dangled down into the slow moving water below. It was so calm, the sun was reflected in the water as if it was a mirror, as if there were two suns dropping down into another, becoming one.
Serah had enjoyed everything about fishing so far except for baiting the hooks, luckily Fang took care of that for her. Then again, the charm of fishing may have just been the company she shared. They sat in a comfortable shared silence for what seemed like hours. Fang was nuzzling her nose into the side of Serah's neck and face, breathing evenly. The warm breath kept Serah on edge, it amazed her. After this long she thought she'd adjust to the feeling. It was such a simple action but it made Serah's heart flutter every time she exhaled. She ran a hand through her pink locks, her eyes seemingly locked on the water below, but out of the corner of her eye she was staring at Fang's torso.
The woman had ditched the top of her sari again, claiming it was too hot to wear it. Serah wondered if she was doing this on purpose to drive her mad. Her eyes followed the well defined lines in her abs, so smooth, so hard. As if they were carved from stone. Unreal. She closed her eyes and suddenly felt self conscious.
Fang's arm tightened around her waist before she spoke. "Anything yet..?"
"Nope." Serah sighed, Fang's breath had crashed against her and ran down her collar bone. "Maybe I'm doing it wrong.."
"Give it some time." Fang chuckled, sending vibrations down Serah's spine.
Wow. That deep voice is dangerous at close range...
Serah squirmed slightly.
At this rate I'll die of a heart attack before dinner.
Luckily, it wasn't long until there was a pull on one of Serah's lines. After she'd caught two decently sized fish she reluctantly vacated Fang's lap. She gave the fish to Fang to clean, debone, and cook and she opted on taking a shower before dinner.
She was rather excited actually, they'd finally gotten running water in the neighborhood. It would be her first real shower since Cocoon. A cold shower. She undressed and stepped into the lukewarm water. It consumed her, soaking her through, her eyes fell shut. She hoped it would clear her head a bit. Usually she was a quiet reserved girl, it wasn't like her to pining for someone so sexually, but she couldn't resist Fang. She had the body, the eyes, and the voice. She was a stone cold fox but there was so much more to her. Intelligent, kind, affectionate.. Serah was trying to convince herself she was attracted to the latter, but she wasn't doing a very good job of it. All she could see was the goddess on top of her, taking her, fucking her roughly.
She pulled herself out of her daydream, opening her eyes, cursing herself. She never had thoughts like that, even more she was shocked to find one of her hands rested on her stomach, quite low. She moved it, her fingertips tracing an invisible line from one hipbone to the other. She let out a soft gasp as she felt the water cascade against her flesh. It was as if she was generating electricity that ran through her entire body, jolting every one of her nerve endings. She ran her other hand over her breast eliciting better results and a moan.
"No." She actually spoke against her internal thoughts. This isn't helping.
Frustrated, she turned the water off. Stepping out and wrapping herself in a towel she made the dash for her room hoping not to be seen. Closing the door behind her she let the towel fall to her feet, she immediately approached her mirror looking herself over. Her expression fell. Serah was never satisfied with her body, she felt it had no structure. No curves, no boobs. Nothing worthy of offering the Oerban goddess downstairs. She felt underdeveloped. Her shoulders slouched. How come Lightning got the body when all she did was hide in a uniform ninety-five percent of the time? She'd always told her younger sister to be patient, that she'd grow eventually. Serah was almost twenty now. All hope was gone. Becoming a crystal for a month had probably not helped either.
Sighing, Serah began getting dressed, pulling on a pleated skirt. She decided it would only be fair to completely deck herself out tonight for Fang using whatever she could. She pulled on a black tank top to contrast her red skirt, that she wore higher than she normally would. She brushed her hair wondering to herself what Fang's physical type was.
She'd seen Fang flirt with her sister before, whether or not it was sarcastic she wondered if there was a physical attraction there. The only thing she shared with Lightning was hair and eye color. It was hard growing up in Claire's shadow. A lot to live up to. She lined her eyes with a dark color, hoping they'd stand out. Resigned she ran her hand through her hair, deciding she'd leave it down tonight.
What about Vanille? She considered her a sister, sure, but it might not have always been that way.. She immediately dispelled the thought. If it were a competition Serah concluded she'd already lost. Vanille has more curves than a circle.
She headed down the stairs following the smell of the cooked fish, remembering the one person she was positive Fang had been attracted to. Her polar opposite.. Her thoughts of that woman vanished immediately however when found the kitchen empty. And the table missing?
"Fang..?" Serah asked in a high pitch. Well, this was unusual. She ran up the stairs peaking into her room before she noticed the latch the roof was open. Poking her head outside of it she was shocked to find Fang sitting under the stars at the candlelit kitchen table that she'd somehow gotten up the stairs herself and fit onto the small roof. She looked pleased with herself.
"Wow." Serah breathed before laughing. Fang rose to greet her, grinning at her appearance.
"Well aren't you a knockout..?" Fang pulled her close by her waist, kissing her slowly. Serah forgot what a moment what her name was.
Fang released her, chuckling at her muddled expression as she pulled out Serah's chair and scooted her in politely. She turned to walk back to her own chair and Serah's eyes fell on her back. The claw marks from Lebreau were still barely visible. Serah frowned.
There's no competition there.
If I have boobs, Lebreau has bazookas.
"What's wrong? I only used salt and butter, I wasn't sure what you liked.." Fang started. "Only really needs salt though." She grinned.
"Oh no, It's fine. It looks great." Serah smiled a bit too late as she picked up her fork. Fang stared at her as she ate, wondering what was really wrong.
The fish was cooked to perfection, it broke apart and was so tender. Delicious. Taking another bite Serah looked up to catch Fang staring at her.
"What?"
"Can't take my eyes off you.." Fang smiled sideways, looking down to start on her own fish now.
Serah blushed, wondering what Fang must be looking at.
What does she see in me?
Serah was distracted now for the rest of the time as she ate, whenever she was permitted to she stole a quick gaze at her date who could apparently go on an adventure for a week, hunt, fish, fly in an aircraft and still look absolutely stunning. She looked better in just her tank top, Serah decided.
Fang set her fork down, grinning, "So are you gonna talk to me or are you just gonna check me out? You're acting funny tonight.." She stood up and dragged her chair to sit directly next to Serah.
"I wasn't.. I-I mean I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to.." Serah stammered, meeting Fang's eyes, looking slightly mortified.
"Hey.. relax. Why are you so nervous?"
"I don't know.." Serah said honestly.
"Come here." Fang patted her lap, smiling.
Serah didn't hesitate at the chance to sit on Fang's lap again. She sat across it, putting her arms around the Oerban's neck, staring at her as it looked like she was about to say something.
"You're waiting for me to ask you something, huh?" Fang grinned, looking down.
Serah's face went soft at how cute Fang looked when she was being shy. She simply nodded her response.
"Will you wear this..?" Fang pulled out a little necklace. Black string, the charm was a tooth. A fang. "It was my first kill. It wasn't anything big but.. it means a lot." She chanced a glance at Serah's face. Her mouth was hanging open.
"Of course.. If you want.." Serah breathed looking at it. It was probably old enough to belong in a museum.
As Fang fastened it around Serah's neck, Serah breathed, "Oh, Fang.." Looking down at it as it rested against her flesh. It was amazing to think that Fang killed this creature before Serah had even been born, by a long shot.
"Guess I gotta ask now.." Fang chuckled.
"You think after all we went through I'm gonna turn you down?" Serah smirked.
"Ah.. I don't know do I?" Fang laughed.
Serah touched her face and tilted her head.
"Ask me.." Serah whispered her plea. It mattered so much to her that it was made official, that it was a commitment.
"I guess.. um. Well.. Heh." Fang started, looking down, unable to look at Serah. "Would you be my-Lightning really approved of this?"
Serah hit Fang in the shoulder, her eyes reduced to slits.
"Ah. I guess so. Heh. " Fang wanted to kick herself, having to start all over. "So. Would you.. be my girlfriend, Serah?" Fang's posture had shrunk considerably while she forced the words out.
Serah stared dumbstruck at what possibly might have been the cutest thing she'd ever seen. Without saying a word, Serah grasped either side of Fang's head, bringing it upright before kissing her deeply. Fang smiled against Serah's lips, breaking the kiss coyly to ask, "Was that a yes?"
"D'uh." Serah answered, grinning before kissing Fang again.
She picked me. She picked ME.
Fang cradled Serah, unable to remember when she'd ever been this official with someone. Her loyalty and heart belonged to someone now and it made her strangely emotional.
After breaking the kiss they stared into each others eyes for a long moment. Fang eventually pulled her plate over to finish her fish, Serah just watched her eat. She was still burning. She put a casual hand on Fang's stomach to feel the muscles contract when she breathed. She wished she was more like Lightning now, if she was she'd throw Fang on the table and have desert.
Wow..
This is so unlike her. But the realization hit her that when they went to bed, no one would be calling to interrupt and there was nothing holding them back anymore. How would she be able to control herself then? Would Fang lose respect for her if she knew of the lust that Serah carried around? Would she even be able to please the woman? Would she be satisfied with Serah's body..?
Without noticing it consciously, Serah stopped breathing, her eyes were elsewhere, imagining horrific outcomes to this amazing evening, trapped within her own thoughts and self doubt. Panic rose within her until she felt herself raise up. Fang lifted her as she stood, blowing out the candle.
"I'll bring the table back down tomorrow." She murmured as she took the stairs one at a time, carefully in the dark. "You look tired."
"Yeah, I'm beat." Serah sighed. Fang pushed her bedroom door open
"Poor thing, you had a rough day." Fang crooned setting Serah down on the bed.
Now or never.
Serah grasped Fang's tank top, pulling the woman on top of her. She wrapped her legs around Fang's waist in quick motion, hoping to trap her there. The kiss was sloppy, urgent, but she didn't care. Her tongue was exploring the depths of Fang's mouth before Fang even knew what was happening. She groaned a little in surprise, positioning herself more comfortably over the girl, not wanting to crush her. She broke the kiss, trying to read Serah's face who's eyes were wide.
"Thought you were tired?" Fang chuckled, staring down at the girl who had a strange expression on her face. One Fang wasn't familiar with.
Unable to speak, Serah simply took Fang's hand, dragging it down across her body and sliding it under her skirt, not breaking eye contact. Fang's eyes went wide. Fang rubbed the smooth skin of Serah's inner thigh, leaning down to kiss her cheek before whispering in her ear.
"Are you sure..?" She slid off the girl, laying at her side. running her hand up to trace a finger along Serah's other thigh. Serah took this opportunity to roll on top of Fang, throwing caution to the wind she pulled off her top and threw it aside. Fangs mouth hung open slightly as she stared up at the girl.
"I need this." Serah spoke emotionless, her face was forced, professional. It rubbed Fang the wrong way. She pulled Serah down to rest beside her again. Serah's face fell.
"You need to relax if we're going to do this, love." Fang spoke soothingly, running a hand through the pink locks.
"I don't.. know how to do this with a woman, Fang. What if I can't-"
"You worry too much.." Fang crooned, running a hand across Serah's stomach, it made the girl gasp. "I'll show you.."
Serah smiled broadly. For the first time all day, she was at ease. Affection for Fang gushed up inside of her. She cuddled closer to her side, as the older woman began unwrapping the bottom half of her sari, revealing matching black shorts.
"You're so beautiful.." Fang whispered, drawing little invisible circles with her fingertips on Serah's stomach. Serah squirmed slightly at the touch. She'd began removing her skirt, leaving them both in undergarments. Serah's eyes were locked on Fang's amazing body. Fang captured her lips again, interrupting her by rolling on top of her. The smaller girl squirmed underneath her as the parts of her flesh that touched Fang's began to burn. Her hands ran everywhere, unable to feel enough of her. The kiss gained passion, and the friction between their bodies picked up as Serah became painfully aware there was only a few thing pieces of fabric that kept her from melting into Fang completely. She moaned into the woman's mouth, pushing against Fang, making her sit up so she could pull the tank top over her head. Fang, in turn, freed Serah's breasts from the bra that contained them.
When they came together again, Serah could feel Fang's breasts press against her own. They were so soft, so lovely, just the right size. Fang groaned at the contact. As if she were reading Serah's mind, she took the girls hands and brought them to her breasts. Serah broke the kiss and met Fang's eyes in wonder as her small hands began exploring Fang. Feeling another woman's breasts for the first time, she never had understood the big deal about them. She ran her thumb over Fang's nipple and felt the shiver it caused her. Incredible.
Fang ran her hands slowly up Serah's torso until they arrived at the girls breasts. Serah turned red at the touch, but Fang simply mimicked what Serah was doing. Showing the girl exactly how it felt. Sharing the same sensations, the same little jolts of pleasure. Serah's smiled, their eyes still locked. This was so much easier than she thought it would be. Somehow, Fang knew exactly how to teach her and turn her on at the same time while keeping her extremely comfortable with the situation.
Serah broke the eye contact to let her hands wander lower. Fang's hands followed, but her eyes remained on Serah's face. She felt the small hands tugging at her shorts after giving her stomach plenty of attention. She smiled, sitting up on her knees so Serah could pull them down, when they were around her ankles she rolled onto Serah's side and kicked them off as she began pulling down Serah's panties.
Serah's eyes were wide as they finally both lay there completely naked. Her eyes explored every inch of Fang, and it was even more beautiful than she could have imagined. A goddess in the flesh, over five hundred years in the making. Her miracle stared at her, green eyes burning against the monochrome in the darkness, a small smile on her face.
"You still want this..?" Fang whispered.
"More than anything." Serah spoke, breathless.
"You follow me this time.." Fang chuckled, reaching over and raking her nails across Serah's thigh, causing it to open. Serah gasped, tracing her own hand across Fang's thigh, her eyes full of desire, fell upon Fang's core for the first time. Fang couldn't look away from Serah's expression of wonder, she leaned in and touched her lips to Serah's neck at the same time her fingertips came in contact with the girls wet slit. Serah's fingers were only a few seconds behind but they shared the same moan. The first touch of many, many more to come.
Fang gently toyed with Serah's already swollen clit, Serah, biting down hard on her lip, found Fang's and mimicked the strokes. Her hips unconsciously rocking against Fang's hand. Fang's breathing began picking up, her teeth biting down playfully onto Serah's neck making the girl whimper. Serah knew she was already worked up from the foreplay alone, this wouldn't take long, unfortunately. Fang's fingers fell lower, sliding her middle finger inside of the girl's tight crevasse in one swift movement.
"Oh.." Serah breathed, finally feeling Fang inside of her. She wanted more. Instead of one finger, she slid two inside of Fang, as if asking for the same in return. Fang groaned, quickly adding another finger into Serah's dripping core, before she started sliding it in and out.
For Serah, it was liberating. As Fang picked up the pace, all Serah could think about was how free she felt. No longer self conscious, she felt sexy for the first time in as long as she could remember. She was making this divine sex goddess groan and buck her hips against her fingers. She no longer wanted to be reserved with Fang, she wanted to express herself in every way possible. Somehow, Fang made her feel that way, and in return Serah wanted to make all of Fang's wildest fantasies come true. To Fang, this wasn't even sex, it was something far more, something she couldn't put her finger on.
The bed was squeaking now with their rhythm, Serah was moaning steadily every time Fang slammed inside of her. Fang bent her fingers at an odd angle, hitting Serah perfectly. The loud slick wet sounds of their fingers at work was quite possibly the most erotic thing Serah'd ever heard. .
"Hnnnn.. I've wanted you.. for so long.." Serah moaned.
"I'm all yours.." Fang grunted, her eyes closing. Their heads were resting against each other now, Fang could feel a bead of sweat run down her abdomen.
"Uhh... Fang.. " Serah's head fell backwards, her hips thrusted harder.
"Are you ready..?" Fang asked, adding a third finger, she pumped it faster in and out.
"I'm.. coming.." Serah whispered.
Fang let herself release at the same time, their crescendo exploded, together as one. Serah felt herself clamp down on Fang's fingers, even though the woman continued pushing into her. The waves of pleasure felt like they were never end. She called out the woman's name, until it died out.
"Ah.." Serah whispered as her head hit the pillow again, she was never aware that it left.
"Wow.." Fang grinned, her arms immediately wrapping around Serah and pulling her close. They ground out the last few spasms of their orgasms against each other. Serah noted the sweat on Fang's body somehow made it feel even hotter.
"That.. was incredible.." Serah moaned, moving her hair out of her face, which actually turned out to be Fang's hair.
"Was? You don't think I'm done with you already, do you?" Fang chuckled, sitting up with a wicked smile on her face.
"Al...ready?" Serah asked, her eyes wide. She hadn't even gotten over the first orgasm yet, she could feel that she was still all but clamped up. This is usually when Snow would roll over and go to sleep.
"You just lay back and enjoy yourself." Fang grinned wider, figuring the girl wouldn't know what would hit her as she crawled down Serah's body.
Serah stared up at the ceiling kind of nervous. It might hurt it Fang tried to force herself in again already.. She felt the goddess's fingers trace her soaked, spent core, and she braced herself.
"Ahh!"
Her eyes shot open when a warm wet something that definitely wasn't Fang's finger replace it, moving up and enclosing her clit, sucking on it gently. Looking down she found Fang between her legs with a very amused look on her face, before she closed her eyes and let her tongue slide inside of Serah.
Oral sex? Serah was dumbstruck, but her head fell backwards, her legs spreading wider.
There's a first time fore everything.
