A/N I have neglected to put a disclaimer on this fic, and this is the tenth
chapter! Man, I am really lazy. Anyway, here is the disclaimer for anyone
who cares.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. Square Enix does. However, I do own all of the characters in this fic.
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He was surprisingly comfortable in the small bed, even though he was trying to be careful around Dracia. The covers covered most of Dracia, but he was still quite warm. The inn must have had a good source of heat. He opened his eyes and saw that the room was light. It must have been morning already.
Trangan tried very carefully to sit up, not wanting to disturb Dracia, but he found he could not. Something had a hold on him. He peered down at his chest and saw two slender arms wrapped around it. He turned his head around carefully and saw Dracia lying against his back with her arm around him.
His heart began to beat very rapidly. She was actually touching him, willingly. At least he couldn't get in trouble for this, since she was the one touching him. He smiled and laid back down. He would let her sleep. He knew she probably did not get enough of it.
Against his better judgment, he brought his arm around to her waist and placed it there softly. She did not move at all. Her skin was warm and soft. It surprised him. He thought her skin would have been calloused from being a guard, but he was wrong. It was the softest thing he had felt. He, again against his better judgment, softly stroked her skin. Again, she did not move. He began to worry a little. Dracia usually was the first one awake, but now she was fast asleep and not resisting his touch.
He moved his hand gently up her body, stopping below her chest. He felt her skin move up and down in an unchanging rhythm. He sighed and moved his hand back to her waist. This was for real. She was touching him willingly, and he was touching her without protest. This was heaven.
"Hey! It looks like you guys finally gave into your urges!" Trangan heard Javis say. This made both Dracia and Trangan bolt up.
"What are you talking about?" Dracia asked. She covered her chest with the covers, exposing Trangan, who still had his brown hide pants on.
"Oh, never mind. I thought you guys finally, well, you know." He looked a bit disappointed.
Dracia knew what he was talking about. "You think we had sex? What the hell are you on? Trangan was choosing to sleep on the floor, but he couldn't get to sleep, which was disturbing me. So, I invited him to sleep in my bed. I slept with nothing on because my clothes are filthy and would be uncomfortable to sleep in. I asked Trangan to take off his shirt because hide irritates my bare skin."
"But his pants are made of the same thing, so why did you not ask him to take off his pants?"
She looked coldly at him. "You know why."
"Well then, why were your arms wrapped around his chest and why was Trangan stroking your skin?" Dracia shot a hard glance at Trangan, but Javis did not notice.
"What do you mean?" Trangan asked. "You must have been imagining it. We weren't doing anything of the sort."
"Exactly," Dracia added.
Javis rolled his eyes. "Sure. Right. Uh huh. You just keep thinking that. Anyway, it's about ten o'clock, so it might be a good idea for us to get breakfast and then head out. I'll wake up Calniq. You two get dressed."
When he went to wake up Calniq, Dracia turned sharply around to face Trangan. "You were stroking me?" She was pissed.
Trangan backed up into the wall. "Wait a second. Don't forget that you had your arms around me also." Dracia blushed.
"Sorry, about, that. I guess, I guess I was just feeling cold and you felt like a big warm, fluffy pillow. You are quite soft."
"Excuse me! I have big muscles and my body is in great shape!"
Dracia laughed. "I meant your skin." She brought her hand up and stroked his chest for a moment then took it away. "It is smooth and feels nice." She smiled at him, but this was a different kind of smile. This smile made him fill fluttery inside. He blushed now.
He brought his hand to her shoulder and stroked it. "Your skin is soft too." He smiled back at her.
"You know, I'm going to have to hurt you for this later." She leaned close to him.
He leaned in and tilted his head. "I know." He went in for the goal.
"Hey, Dracia, Trangan. Are you guys ready yet?" That was Javis.
Trangan moved away. "Almost. Be patient." He stood up and got out of the bed and put on his shirt. He handed Dracia her clothes and she got changed under the sheets. It took them only as few minutes to get fully situated and then they all went downstairs and out of the inn. They then headed to a small restaurant for breakfast.
None of them spoke more than a few words during breakfast, so they finished quite quickly. Trangan paid the waiter and all four of them headed outside.
Across from them, near the road leading to Chentia, was the Tentian woman they had met yesterday. How did she get here so quickly? Well, if she were going to Chentia, it would perhaps not be such a bad idea to have her along, if she wanted to go with them.
They approached her. "Taresin, was it?" Dracia asked.
The woman turned around. "Yes. Oh, you are the kind people I met on the road. Thank you again for helping me back there."
"Not a problem. We couldn't just leave you there."
"So, did you want to ask me something? Or are you just here to say hi?" Taresin fiddled with her longbow.
"We wanted to ask you if you would be interested in going with us to Chentia. We are going there and any extra company would be great. So, what do you say?"
Taresin considered this. She was fully healed, but still. She was only one woman. Having help would be excellent. "Sure. Why not? I'm all ready to go if you are."
"Great. Well, shall we proceed?" Dracia turned to the others. They nodded their heads. "Well then, let us go."
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A/N I hope you liked this chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. Square Enix does. However, I do own all of the characters in this fic.
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He was surprisingly comfortable in the small bed, even though he was trying to be careful around Dracia. The covers covered most of Dracia, but he was still quite warm. The inn must have had a good source of heat. He opened his eyes and saw that the room was light. It must have been morning already.
Trangan tried very carefully to sit up, not wanting to disturb Dracia, but he found he could not. Something had a hold on him. He peered down at his chest and saw two slender arms wrapped around it. He turned his head around carefully and saw Dracia lying against his back with her arm around him.
His heart began to beat very rapidly. She was actually touching him, willingly. At least he couldn't get in trouble for this, since she was the one touching him. He smiled and laid back down. He would let her sleep. He knew she probably did not get enough of it.
Against his better judgment, he brought his arm around to her waist and placed it there softly. She did not move at all. Her skin was warm and soft. It surprised him. He thought her skin would have been calloused from being a guard, but he was wrong. It was the softest thing he had felt. He, again against his better judgment, softly stroked her skin. Again, she did not move. He began to worry a little. Dracia usually was the first one awake, but now she was fast asleep and not resisting his touch.
He moved his hand gently up her body, stopping below her chest. He felt her skin move up and down in an unchanging rhythm. He sighed and moved his hand back to her waist. This was for real. She was touching him willingly, and he was touching her without protest. This was heaven.
"Hey! It looks like you guys finally gave into your urges!" Trangan heard Javis say. This made both Dracia and Trangan bolt up.
"What are you talking about?" Dracia asked. She covered her chest with the covers, exposing Trangan, who still had his brown hide pants on.
"Oh, never mind. I thought you guys finally, well, you know." He looked a bit disappointed.
Dracia knew what he was talking about. "You think we had sex? What the hell are you on? Trangan was choosing to sleep on the floor, but he couldn't get to sleep, which was disturbing me. So, I invited him to sleep in my bed. I slept with nothing on because my clothes are filthy and would be uncomfortable to sleep in. I asked Trangan to take off his shirt because hide irritates my bare skin."
"But his pants are made of the same thing, so why did you not ask him to take off his pants?"
She looked coldly at him. "You know why."
"Well then, why were your arms wrapped around his chest and why was Trangan stroking your skin?" Dracia shot a hard glance at Trangan, but Javis did not notice.
"What do you mean?" Trangan asked. "You must have been imagining it. We weren't doing anything of the sort."
"Exactly," Dracia added.
Javis rolled his eyes. "Sure. Right. Uh huh. You just keep thinking that. Anyway, it's about ten o'clock, so it might be a good idea for us to get breakfast and then head out. I'll wake up Calniq. You two get dressed."
When he went to wake up Calniq, Dracia turned sharply around to face Trangan. "You were stroking me?" She was pissed.
Trangan backed up into the wall. "Wait a second. Don't forget that you had your arms around me also." Dracia blushed.
"Sorry, about, that. I guess, I guess I was just feeling cold and you felt like a big warm, fluffy pillow. You are quite soft."
"Excuse me! I have big muscles and my body is in great shape!"
Dracia laughed. "I meant your skin." She brought her hand up and stroked his chest for a moment then took it away. "It is smooth and feels nice." She smiled at him, but this was a different kind of smile. This smile made him fill fluttery inside. He blushed now.
He brought his hand to her shoulder and stroked it. "Your skin is soft too." He smiled back at her.
"You know, I'm going to have to hurt you for this later." She leaned close to him.
He leaned in and tilted his head. "I know." He went in for the goal.
"Hey, Dracia, Trangan. Are you guys ready yet?" That was Javis.
Trangan moved away. "Almost. Be patient." He stood up and got out of the bed and put on his shirt. He handed Dracia her clothes and she got changed under the sheets. It took them only as few minutes to get fully situated and then they all went downstairs and out of the inn. They then headed to a small restaurant for breakfast.
None of them spoke more than a few words during breakfast, so they finished quite quickly. Trangan paid the waiter and all four of them headed outside.
Across from them, near the road leading to Chentia, was the Tentian woman they had met yesterday. How did she get here so quickly? Well, if she were going to Chentia, it would perhaps not be such a bad idea to have her along, if she wanted to go with them.
They approached her. "Taresin, was it?" Dracia asked.
The woman turned around. "Yes. Oh, you are the kind people I met on the road. Thank you again for helping me back there."
"Not a problem. We couldn't just leave you there."
"So, did you want to ask me something? Or are you just here to say hi?" Taresin fiddled with her longbow.
"We wanted to ask you if you would be interested in going with us to Chentia. We are going there and any extra company would be great. So, what do you say?"
Taresin considered this. She was fully healed, but still. She was only one woman. Having help would be excellent. "Sure. Why not? I'm all ready to go if you are."
"Great. Well, shall we proceed?" Dracia turned to the others. They nodded their heads. "Well then, let us go."
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A/N I hope you liked this chapter.