Author's Note:
95% of this chapter is gratuitous porn, lol. I'd say I'm sorry about that but I'm really, really not xD
CHAPTER XI
It was Christmas Eve, and the four of them were in the living room, Fang and Vanille situated on the floor behind the couch, wrapping their boxed presents with paper while Serah and Lightning, who had already done theirs the other day, were sitting on the couch watching TV. Serah was curled into a ball on the opposite side, lying on a pillow as she stared blankly at the screen in front of her, not looking like she was watching it at all as she sighed softly.
"Vanille, will you—I'm not takin' the tape off your tits, stop!" Fang complained, making Lightning glance behind her to see that Vanille had stripped herself of her shirt and was now bogarting the tape, tiny strips of it hanging off of her nipples as she tried to force Fang to use those to wrap her presents. She was laughing as Fang swiped for the roll and missed, and while Lightning was amused by the sight of it, she was more concerned with her sister's demeanor as she turned her attention back to her.
"Hey… you okay?" she asked softly, reaching over to gently run her hand over the girl's leg in a comforting gesture. Serah didn't seem happy.
"I don't want to go back to school," she told her softly, exhaling another soft sigh before she allowed her gaze to connect with her sister's. "I'm so much happier here."
She would be leaving again in less than a week, and the corners of Lightning's lips turned down into a frown as she continued running her hand over her sister's leg. "Hey," she tried softly. "You know I'm really proud of you, right? A master's degree… that's such a huge thing. Don't diminish that."
"It's stupid," Serah sighed heavily, rolling on her back as she placed her palms against her eyelids for a moment. "This world is stupid. I should be able to teach without all of that."
Lightning understood that; back in their world, Serah didn't need many qualifications to do what she loved and make a decent living at it. But when they were reborn here, they were imbued with the knowledge of the New World as though they had lived here their entire lives, and sometimes it was strange, to remember how it was, and yet also know exactly how this world worked at the same time. Sometimes things overlapped, but for the most part they were able to separate it. Lightning didn't know why Bhunivelze felt he had to make this world so much more complicated, and so much less technologically advanced – at least in comparison to Cocoon – but that was the way things were now. They were adapting.
"You know you can," Lightning reminded her, rubbing soft circles against her sister's skin. "But you know you'll get better job offers if you have it, and I know you want to be financially comfortable."
"You're lucky," Serah sighed, looking over at her. "Being paid just because you saved the world. Not that that's a little thing or anything, but still. It's easy for you; you don't have to worry."
Fang and Vanille were in the same boat, although to a much lesser degree than Lightning. They had helped save the world, but Lightning was the one who had saved their souls. Apparently, the general population was extremely grateful for that. Still, Lightning just wanted to live a normal life, and being the beneficiary of people's tax money wasn't conducive to that. She had to shell out a lot of money in order to keep her name and face out of the news; she desperately did not want people to know who 'the Savior' really was, especially because of her unusual relationship with Serah. Being famous would be a quick way to destroy her life.
"Serah, you know I could easily support both of us with the kind of money I'm getting," Lightning reminded her. Honestly, the only reason they weren't in a bigger house with more elaborate furnishings was because a very large chunk of her money was going towards Serah's tuition. If she wasn't paying that, then they could still live comfortably together. Serah really loved teaching though, which was why Lightning offered to pay for her education. "Besides," she admitted after a long moment. "Not working is getting kind of boring; I've been thinking of enlisting back into the military."
Serah immediately sat up then, this look of fear and dread in her eyes. "No," she told her. "No, you can't." Because they were done with fighting; they were done risking their lives for one another. But Lightning just put a comforting hand on her leg, needing her to understand that she wasn't planning to go to war or anything.
"I mean that I could get a job at a Military Training Facility; there's one a little less than an hour from here. I won't be going anywhere and I won't be fighting any wars directly, okay? Just training other people to," Lightning explained, and Serah noticeably relaxed a little after that. "And if I do that, between my stipend and my paycheck, you won't have to work if you don't want to."
Serah sighed heavily, leaning back against the couch. "But I want to," she admitted softly. "I love teaching; I just wish I went to school a little closer now."
"Do you want to transfer?" Lightning asked, because she was sure they could make that happen if Serah really wanted to. But the girl just pursed her lips and shrugged, unsure if she wanted to start over again somewhere else. "Well think about it," Lightning encouraged. "You know I'll support you in anything you choose to do."
Serah nodded, but then turned when she heard Vanille giggle at whatever Fang was doing. Lightning redirected her attention again, noticing that Vanille now had ribbon all around her torso, tied in a bow that Fang was now trying to undo with her teeth. She had two sticky bows stuck to her nipples, and she tangled her fingers in Fang's hair as she arched her back off the carpet, her giggles turning into a soft moan as Fang nipped at the skin around her breast.
Fang turned towards them then, seeing the two sisters watching them, and asked, "You guys wanna help unwrap a present?" she asked, smirking as she peeled the skirt and undergarments off of her girlfriend, right before slapping another sticky bow over the very top of the girl's mound. Lightning bit the inside of her cheek at the sight, before glancing over at Serah, silently asking her what it was that she wanted.
The closest they had ever come to all four of them being together was a few days ago, when they had comforted Lightning about her body. But even that wasn't really about sex; it was about something more important than that, and afterwards none of the three other women had even asked for reciprocation. In the end, all they wanted was for Lightning to feel better about the changes that had been forced on her, allowing her to associate them with something different; something better. It was more about love and acceptance, than anything else.
And this… well this seemed to be something else entirely.
While Serah had seemed to be adjusting to the thought of Lightning with other people, and vice versa, there was still a part of Lightning that feared that she wouldn't be okay if she were to bear witness to all of it, considering what had happened when she had walked in on her and Fang last time. It was why neither of them had initiated a group 'activity' with them yet and just continued to do things on the side, but clearly Fang and Vanille were more than ready to blur those lines.
But were they?
Serah, seemingly as unsure as Lightning was in that moment, instead tentatively asked, "Can we just… watch?" Which Lightning felt was a very solid middle ground at the moment, so she nodded and looked back at Fang for an answer, who was grinning.
"Voyeurism," she mentioned, looking at the two sisters like she approved. "Kinky. I'm into it."
She smirked then, asking with a raised eyebrow, "Wanna see how kinky Vanille is?" She grasped for the ribbon again, forcefully bringing the younger girl's hands together as she tied them tightly over her head. Vanille moaned as she roughly pulled on them, making sure they were tight, before Fang hissed in retaliation, "Quiet! Until I say otherwise, I don't wanna hear a word outta you, y'hear me? Don't make me gag that pretty little mouth of yours."
Vanille eagerly nodded her compliance as Serah's brow rose, apparently not having expected to see this side of either of them. Lightning though, who had already witnessed Vanille's kinks personally, wasn't at all surprised by how the girl was acting. Fang however, her experience with her had been a lot different, and this… well this made her picture very vividly Fang ordering her around, and she felt herself begin to flush at the fantasy of it.
Having given herself a little leash of sorts, Fang pulled at the ribbon that bound Vanille's hands together, encouraging her sharply with, "Up!" Vanille sat up with a little help from Fang, and the other woman practically dragged her around in order to have her face the two sister's more directly. "Knees to the ceiling. Spread your legs; let them look at you."
Vanille complied instantly, and Lightning heard Serah inhale a sharp breath at the sight. It was incredibly attractive though; Vanille helplessly forced to be objectified while Fang stood behind her, keeping the woman's arms raised above her head as she held onto the ribbon-fashioned leash. Lightning moved to her knees and leaned against the back of the couch next to Serah then, giving herself a better angle from which to watch, before she felt her sister take one of her hands in her own and squeeze it tightly.
"Do you want them to fuck you?" Fang asked, expression hardened and unsympathizing at Vanille's current predicament, which seemed to be turning her on more than anything, if how wet she was was any indication. The girl squirmed, clearly aching to be touched.
"Yes," she breathed, staring at the both of them with a hunger in her eyes.
"Well they're not going to," Fang told her harshly, wrapping the ribbon around her wrist and pulling it further, making Vanille's back straighten completely. "And neither am I, and do you know why?"
"Because I've been bad," Vanille answered, her voice breathy and soft, as though she knew being any louder than that would upset Fang when she was in this mode. "I kept the tape from you and now you're angry with me."
"That's right," Fang said, before suddenly stepping away from her and letting the leash go, causing Vanille to topple down onto her back. "Now don't move," she ordered as she shrugged herself out of her sari, having the garment pool at her feet. Lightning and Serah watched with growing interest as she rid herself of her undergarments as well, finally standing completely naked in front of Vanille before she turned back and winked at them. Neither Farron woman dared to breathe.
She knelt down then, placing her knees on either side of Vanille's face as she faced the two sisters, her center dangerously close to her girlfriend's mouth. Immediately Vanille moved to try to taste her, but a firm hand was placed on her chest, keeping her down as Fang snapped, "What the hell do you think you're doing? You think you deserve to taste me right now?"
"No," Vanille answered immediately, an apology in her tone as she continued, "No, I don't deserve it. I'm sorry; I'm really sorry, Fang."
"Shut up, I'm tired of hearing you talk," Fang ordered, sounding exasperated with Vanille's pleas for forgiveness. "I don't want you to move, I don't want you to make a sound until I say you can, do you understand me?" Vanille quickly nodded her compliance before Fang chose to look at them then, her eye contact switching between Lightning and Serah as she slid a hand down her body, spreading herself to their hungry gaze. Serah sucked in a sharp breath at the sight, and Fang told them, "Tell me if she moves, or if she stops watching. If you lie to me for her benefit, it won't make me happy; and believe me, neither of you want to see me unhappy."
Both sisters nodded their compliance in succession, suddenly very much a part of Fang's little game of dominance as she completely owned everyone in the room. They watched then as Fang brought her fingers to her lips, her tongue sneaking out for a taste before she replaced it between her thighs, beginning to rub small circles against her clit. All three women watched her as though she were the only thing that existed in that moment, although it was much harder for Vanille, whose face was mere inches away from Fang's sex and was completely immersed in the smell of her, and the warmth that was radiating from the apex of her thighs.
Lightning's nails were trailing across her sister's bare thigh of their own accord as she watched, and as Fang's breathing began to labor Serah whimpered, bending a little further over the back of the couch as she spread her legs in invitation. Fang noticed the state of her, the light flush to Serah's cheeks and the desperation in her position, and she mentioned to Lightning, "Your sister looks like she needs you, Light; you wouldn't want to disappoint her… would you?"
There was more to that question than just the words she had said, and Lightning knew it. It was Fang's test to see if they could blur the lines a little more, make this a little more interactive between the four of them, and she bit down on her bottom lip as she glanced over at her sister. Seeing the desperation on Serah's face, Lightning turned towards Fang then and told her, "No… I wouldn't." Fang grinned wickedly.
"Good," she told them, her breathing still coming out a little unevenly as she continued to pleasure herself in front of them. Poor Vanille was still stuck on the floor, and Lightning could see her insides continuously clench as she tried desperately to get some kind of relief. "Do it over her panties," Fang ordered. "Once she's come in them I want to use them as a gag for Vanille."
Vanille groaned at the thought of that, which caused Fang to stop what she was doing to herself as she grabbed the ribbon that bound the girl's chest, wrenching her upwards as she demanded, "Did I say you could make a sound?!" Vanille immediately shook her head no, but didn't apologize; words would only get her into further trouble. Fang let her go then and Vanille exhaled a small breath of relief, glad that she wasn't going to get punished for it as it would only prolong her own pleasure.
Finding something incredibly sexy in a dominant Fang, Lightning did as she was told as well, moving flush against Serah as she allowed her hand to get lost beneath her sister's skirt. Pressing her fingertips against Serah's clit through the fabric, Lightning could feel how wet she already was as her sister whimpered, pressing her hips harder into her hand.
"I want to see a show, Light, so you better make her come before me," Fang told her, placing her tongue beneath her incisors as she grinned, completely drunk with power. "And I'm already close, so you better get a move on. You wouldn't want to… disappoint me, now, would you?"
"…No."
"What was that? I didn't quite hear ya there."
"No!" Lightning exclaimed, flushing a little at her compliance towards the other woman. She would have never fathomed that this was how this would play out, but she'd be lying if she said it didn't turn her on. Fang owning all three of them might be a fantasy she never allowed herself to entertain, but found she was drowning in nonetheless. "No, I won't disappoint you, Fang. I promise."
"Good girl. Now make Serah scream for me."
Lightning focused all of her efforts on doing just that, beginning to rub tight, fast circles against her sister's clit through the fabric of her underwear. The lack of any kind of buildup made Serah cry out, fingers curling around the back of the couch as she pitched forward, closing her eyes from the feeling. But Fang tsked her, telling her, "No, Serah; you watch me while your sister fucks you. Don't take your eyes off of me, or I won't let Lightning finish you."
Serah groaned, sounding both turned on and worried that she might not be able to comply with Fang's wishes, but opened her eyes and watched as Fang continued to get herself off with her fingers over Vanille's face. The girl beneath her was breathing heavily, clearly already turned on past the point of sanity as she practically salivated at the sight above her. And Lightning, well Lightning kept putting an unbelievable amount of pressure on her sister's clit, desperate to get her off before Fang finished herself because the woman was moaning now, moaning and flushing and panting and Etro, she had to finish Serah, she had to, she had to…
Still keeping her sister's panties on per Fang's demand, Lightning just moved them to the side a little so she could slip her thumb inside of her while her fingers continued to pinch her clit between them as she roughly stimulated her. Serah cried out her name, slamming her hand against the fabric of the couch as she tried desperately to keep her eyes on Fang, who was watching the faces Serah was making like they were one of the sexiest things she had ever seen.
And yet, instead of allowing herself to get off on it, she stopped the movements of her own hand just as she ordered, "Stop," to Lightning as well. She did so without question, and Serah practically sobbed in desperation as she collapsed her cheek against the back of the couch.
"No, no," she pleaded, looking at Fang helplessly. "Please, Fang; please… I was watching you, I swear!"
Fang chuckled, picking herself up from the ground. "I know, sweetness; you're not being punished, I promise you. Not like this one." She grabbed the ribbon leash then, forcing Vanille to roll over onto her stomach before she smacked her ass. The sound was loud, but not as loud as the moan that followed in response. Fang smirked. "You're lucky I'm in the mood for the sound of your voice," she told her, before delivering another smack that made Vanille raise her ass and beg.
"Please, Fang, please—I'll be good, I promise!"
"Oh, I know you will," Fang responded confidently. "But you're still gonna be the last one to get off, and nobody's had an orgasm yet. It's unfortunate, really."
Vanille whimpered helplessly, practically sobbing into the carpet from the torture Fang was inflicting on her. She must love it though, because she didn't beg anymore; didn't question Fang's judgment of her fate. She just lay there, sprawled on her stomach with her ass in the air, the skin of it beginning to redden into the shape of Fang's handprint.
"But," Fang continued, running her finger gently down the crack of the girl's ass in a way that made Vanille shudder, "if I was to be kind to you, what would you want?"
"Anything," Vanille breathed, not one to ask for more than she should. "Anything you want, Fang; I'd love anything that you'd give me, honest!"
"Tsk, come on, now; do you really expect me to believe you don't have a fantasy?" Fang asked, lightly chiding her as she looked down at the crumpled mess that held the form of her girlfriend. "Lightning and Serah are here; are you telling me you wouldn't want one them to touch you?"
Vanille apparently took too long to answer though, and as Fang's hand connected with her ass again, the girl shouted out her answer of, "Serah!" The sound of her own name made Serah whimper in need again, but Lightning wouldn't touch her; she wasn't allowed to. Fang grinned at the answer she was given.
"Oh yeah? And what would you want Serah to do to you?"
"Go down on me," Vanille breathed desperately. "I want her to go down on me, Fang, please…"
"Hm," Fang responded, feigning thought for a moment. "That's a good idea, actually," she told her, before she tugged the leash and forced Vanille to roll over again, before bringing her to her feet. Lightning felt herself take a sharp inhale of breath, not entirely sure if she would be okay with seeing Serah go down on Vanille, despite the part of her that was desperate to witness it. It was incredibly conflicting.
But when Fang brought Vanille over to the sisters, she finished, "Unfortunately, just not for you," before she pushed Vanille down into the armchair that faced them, apparently planning on forcing her to watch more things she couldn't participate in. Vanille whined in protest, but Fang ignored her as she grasped Lightning's hand in hers, pulling the other woman towards her.
Lightning's breath left her as her chest collided with Fang's, the woman's hungry gaze looking as though it would devour her whole. She brought Lightning's hand to her lips then, her lips slowly wrapping around the finger that was inside Serah as she groaned at the taste. Lightning was fairly certain she was close to coming just from the sight of it, and couldn't bring herself to move, speak, or breathe. It was like she suddenly forgot how.
"I want your sister to go down on me, Light," Fang breathed then, holding eye contact with her as she asked, "Will you let her?" Lightning blinked, surprised that it was formed as a question, and not a demand, as that had been their dynamic for the last twenty minutes.
"You're asking?"
"Yeah," Fang responded softly, letting her dominance slip away for a moment to let Lightning know that this was actually a very serious question about their boundaries. In the end, she wouldn't do it if they weren't comfortable with it. "I'm askin'."
Lightning knew she probably should have taken longer to think about it, but in the end a part of her ached to see it, and that overshadowed her own doubts and fears. Besides, she told Fang once that she trusted her with Serah, and that hadn't changed. So she nodded her permission then, and Fang leaned in to kiss her softly before she turned to Serah.
"And you?" she asked. "Do you want to go down on me while I let your sister finish you?"
"Yes," Serah breathed without any forethought to think of, the prospect of getting off probably overriding her ability to really comprehend much outside of that. She looked like she was on the verge of just straddling the arm of the couch and humping it to get some release. "I'll do anything you want, I promise."
"That's what I like to hear," Fang responded, grinning as she stepped back from the two sisters for a moment. "Now… both of you are wearing far too many clothes; get rid of them. Quickly."
If there had been a record for fastest clothing removal, Lightning was sure she and Serah would have easily gotten it as they undressed themselves in an embarrassingly short amount of time, clearly eager to continue playing Fang's little game. Fang grinned wickedly then, grabbing both of the women's underwear before moving over towards Vanille. They were both fairly thin, yet stretchy fabric, and Fang wrapped them around her girlfriend's head before placing the part with the most fabric in Vanille's mouth. The girl groaned at the taste of both of them, before trying to rub her thighs together to get some friction.
"Ah, ah," Fang chided, grabbing the girl's hands and bringing them above her head as she situated her back against the arm chair. "Hold onto the back of this. Knees up and spread; I'll want something pretty to look at while I'm getting fucked. And if you're good, if you don't move or try to give yourself any kind of relief, then I'll considering being generous and letting one of them fuck you afterwards. Would you like that?"
Vanille eagerly nodded, this look of utter desperation on her face before Fang chuckled and turned, heading back over to the two sisters. She situated herself on the far end of the couch then, leaning back against the cushions in a comfortable position before she spread her legs, looked directly at Serah, and beckoned her over with a singular finger. Serah nearly tripped over herself to get to her.
But Fang stopped her before she dove straight into the apex of her thighs, briefly holding up her hand before she glanced at Lightning, a slow smirk crossing over her features as she told her, "You too." Lightning's brow rose, as she thought she was going to be pleasuring Serah, but she didn't question Fang as she moved to her sister's side. Serah was on her stomach on the couch and Lightning kneeled next to her, both of them situated between the other woman's thighs.
"I fucked myself to the thought of this once," Fang admitted, looking at the two sisters as she allowed her hand to fall between her legs, using her fingers to spread herself for them once more. Lightning was fairly certain that she was salivating, and it was terribly embarrassing, to want this much. "Havin' both of you go down on me at once. Think I kinda want to make that a reality now."
Neither sister hesitated, nor questioned. Completely immersed in this fantasy world that Fang had brought them into, they both just leaned in, allowing themselves long, slow licks against Fang's sex. The woman groaned, tangling her fingers in both of their hair as she pushed her pelvic bone towards them, needing more contact. The two sisters' tongues met and they kissed briefly before getting back to work and pleasuring Fang, hearing Vanille whimper helplessly as she watched them. "She's jealous," Fang breathed after a soft moan. "Aren't you, love?"
Vanille responded to her, but her words were muffled from the panties in her mouth and all she sounded was desperate. Fang laughed before allowing the sound to turn into a long moan, Serah having started to suck on her clit while Lightning nipped on the inside of her thigh. "Fuck," Fang groaned, her hand fisting harder in Serah's hair before the girl let her clit go, moving to the side a little to allow Lightning more room. The two sisters continued to share then, looking up at Fang as they let their tongues work the woman off.
Fang stared down at them, her chest beginning to heave and flush. "You both look so much alike," Fang panted, pushing both of their hair out of their faces as they worked. "Fuckin' beautiful, y'know? Vanille and I, we're… we're bloody lucky." She moaned then just as Vanille tried to shout something behind her gag, and that moan turned into a chuckle as she corrected, "Well… I'm lucky. Vanille's two seconds away from cryin'."
Fisting Lightning's hair in her hand, she pulled on it a little to get her attention. She moved then, being encouraged over towards Fang before the woman kissed her, groaning at the taste of herself on her lips. When they broke, Fang was still panting, Serah completely focused on her clit now as the older woman ran her fingers across Lighting's cheek and told her, "Do me a favor, Sunshine… yeah? Give Vanille… a little relief with that mouth of yours. But don't… don't finish her, okay? When she looks like she's about to… about to get off… I want you to finish your sister instead. You understand me?"
Lightning nodded, and Fang smiled at her before she brought her in for another kiss. But then Serah must have done something very good to her because she ripped her lips away from her, her head falling back as she exhaled a long groan. So Lightning moved away from her, heading over towards Vanille instead who was dripping so much that at this point she had actually made a rather large wet spot on the cushion of the armchair. Fang was right; she did look about two seconds away from crying.
Lightning knelt between the girl's knees, looking up at her as she gently pulled the fabric that was in her mouth out, letting the panties hang around her neck. "Light," Vanille begged softly, apparently terrified that she might not be touched despite Fang having granted her permission. "Light…"
"Shh," Lightning breathed, finding herself completely fascinated with how easily Fang seemed to have broken her. Vanille must have incredible trust in her, to allow Fang to torture her in this way; Lightning was sure that if the positions were reversed, she wouldn't have been able to deal with it any longer and would've ended the game prematurely. Pulling on the panties around the girl's neck, she encouraged Vanille towards her a little, capturing her lips in a soft kiss before she whispered, "You'll be okay; I'll take care of you…"
"Please," Vanille practically sobbed as Lightning began to make her way down her body. "Please…"
She could hear Fang's breathing begin to labor behind her, the sound of Serah's name falling appreciatively from her lips as Lightning stared at the apex of Vanille's thighs. She was quite small and compact down there save her inner labia, which was actually fairly large; and with how turned on she was right now, her center had become reddened and engorged, making it look even bigger. As such, Lightning took careful care when she finally lowered her mouth to her, knowing that Vanille was already seconds away from releasing the tension that had built within her. She wasn't supposed to get her off completely, after all; Fang would no doubt be terribly unhappy if she allowed her to.
So instead, Lightning just spread the girl with her fingers before just barely touching her with the tip of her tongue. It was enough to make Vanille cry out though, her back arching in the chair in desperation as her fingers curled around the back of it. Lightning continued to be very gentle with her though, which in all honesty might have been making Vanille's situation worse as she begged shamelessly, "More… ple—please, I can't…!"
Lightning ignored her though, catering to Fang's wishes over Vanille's as she slowly got the girl just close enough to the edge that her cheeks flushed dark red and she begged Lightning shamelessly, unable to stop. But Lightning just hushed her with a gentle, "I'm sorry," before she replaced the gag in Vanille's mouth, and turned to finish Serah, as Fang had instructed. She felt terrible about Vanille, who looked like she was on the verge of crying again, but she was also certain that if the girl didn't want this, then Fang would in no way make her do it. Fang would hurt herself first before she, in any way, hurt Vanille.
Fang had been growing progressively louder as Serah fucked her, and when Lightning finally turned around to face them, her brow rose as she saw Serah directly on top of her, slamming her fingers in and out of the woman with such brute force that Fang seemed to be having trouble just taking her next breath. Which was apparently what she was going for as she grasped one of Serah's wrists, encouraging her hand around her throat. The allowance of dominance made Serah's eyes nearly go black with lust, and she looked positively breathtaking as she fucked Fang like she owned her. And it was only a façade, they both knew that, as Fang was still the one with all the power, and yet in that moment Serah let it over take her as she pressed down on the woman's windpipe, cutting off her breathing just as Fang's body began to convulse in pleasure.
Serah let go immediately after she had come, both women breathing heavily while Fang nearly choked on the sudden allowance of oxygen. She grinned though, purring as she rolled her hips into her, making Serah gasp hard as her body flushed with need. "Light," the older woman called out, voice breathless and spent. "Finish her on top of me."
Lightning didn't need to be told twice.
Fang encouraged Serah to turn around so she was laying on her back on top of her, nestling the girl's neck against her shoulder as she hooked her legs around Serah's, spreading them and pinning them as she did the same thing to the girl's arms. Lightning got between them, hovering over the two of them as she allowed her fingers to run through Serah's folds. Her fingers were completely covered in fluid almost immediately and Serah moaned desperately as Fang began sucking on the skin beneath her ear.
Lightning slipped inside of her then, easily using three fingers despite the fact that Serah could usually only take two, as this entire encounter had gotten her wetter than anything Lightning had ever seen before. Vanille shouted something behind her gag as she watched them, sounding desperate enough that it made Fang laugh again. "Patience," she told her, glancing over at her girlfriend. "I told you that you would be the last to come, and I meant it."
Between the fact that Lightning felt bad for Vanille, and the blaringly obvious evidence that Serah was already worked up enough as it was and required no foreplay, Lightning began to fuck her in earnest, her nails digging into her sister's thigh as she twisted her fingers inside of her. Serah cried out her name, trying to arch her back but struggling to do so in Fang's hold, and in the end all she could really do was just lie there and take it however Lightning wanted to give it to her, because Fang wasn't allowing her to move an inch.
"Beg her," Fang hissed in the smaller girl's ear, her eyes catching Lightning's before she grinned wickedly. "Beg her not to stop or I'll have her walk away right now."
"Mmphh, plea—please, Claire," Serah complied readily. "Please, sis, don't—don't stop…!"
Lightning's brow rose at the term 'sis' because Serah rarely called her that anymore, but she realized why she had once Fang had groaned approvingly in her ear like it was the sexiest thing she had ever heard, going back to sucking on the skin of her neck as Lightning worked her off. Apparently, Serah had realized that a part of Fang got off on the fact that they were sisters, although Lightning was sure if she had taken a moment to think about it, she probably would have realized it as well. The 'you both look so much alike' comment had been a little telling, after all.
Still, Serah clearly enjoyed the little power that she held over Fang, and as Lightning continued to fuck her, instead of saying her name over and over it was whispered praises of 'sis' and, honestly, Lightning knew she shouldn't like it, that it was probably really screwed up, but the reminder of the fact that they were related actually got her off as well as she fucked Serah into submission until she was shaking, screaming, coming.
"Fuck," Fang breathed, cradling Serah's head between her arm and her shoulder as the girl's body continued to have small tremors. She looked at Lightning then, who was flushed and breathing heavily, so far past the point of turned on that she was praying, praying they wouldn't take too long to reciprocate, and Fang continued, "Guess I'm easier to read than I thought." Her expression crumpled into one of hesitant guilt then as she asked, "You pissed?"
"That you're turned on by the fact that we're related?" Lightning asked breathlessly, just trying to verify, and Fang nodded. Lightning shook her head though, sitting back on her heels. "Rather you have a fetish for it than be disgusted by it."
"…Fair point."
Vanille whimpered in the corner, bringing all three women's attention back to her. Fang smirked, gently patting Serah's arms as she encouraged, "Up." Serah climbed off of her, but as Lightning moved to get off the couch, Fang said, "Not you," and pushed her back down with one hand. "You will sit there until Serah and I decide what to do with you."
Serah smirked, like she felt as though she had gone through some kind of rite of passage with Fang and was now her right-hand woman. And maybe she had proven herself to Fang a little bit, both with the asphyxiation and the realization of her incest kink, but at the end of the day, Fang was doing it for one of two reasons; one, being second best clearly irritated Lightning and that amused her, and two, both of them had already had an orgasm.
But Lightning, apparently not one to argue when the hierarchy had already been established in the bedroom – or living room, as this case may be – just sat on the edge of the couch, waiting to be told what to do. Not that it stopped the irritated glare in their direction though, but still; she was at least obeying them.
Fang chuckled before telling Serah, "Wait right there," before walking down the hall, disappearing into her and Vanille's bedroom. It didn't take long before she emerged though, carrying a large wooden box that made Serah's brow rise.
"What's that?"
"Our box of fun, sweetness; take a look," Fang encouraged, placing it at the girl's feet. Serah plopped down on her knees and opened it up, her eyes going wide at the arsenal of sex toys that were inside of it. Lightning shared a similar look as well, but Vanille… well Vanille looked like if she didn't get one of those inside of her in about two seconds that she might just die on the spot.
"You guys really use all these?" Serah asked, her voice no more than a breathy whisper as she looked at all of them in awe, picking them up one by one.
"Haven't gotten to everything yet, but yeah, most." Fang crouched down next to her then, telling her, "I want you pick out two things; one for Vanille, and one for Lightning. Can you do that for me?"
Serah pursed her lips, looking excited as she eagerly nodded her head. She dug through the box for a moment before pulling out a strap on, dangling it by the harness on one finger as she held it up to Fang. The woman smirked, clearly pleased by her choice. "Yeah?" she asked, grabbing it from her. "For Light or Vanille?"
"Lightning."
Lightning squirmed at the sound of her own name and the toy that accompanied it, and Fang's smirk widened. "You want to do the honors?" But Serah shook her head.
"I want you to. We…" she began to explain before briefly glancing over at Lightning, "Once, when we were… you know, Light asked me what I wanted you guys to do to us, and—"
"Serah, don't you dare!" Lightning interrupted, not wanting Fang to know what they had gotten off to, because she knew she'd never hear the end of it. But Fang laughed at the desperation in her voice, which of course made her even more curious.
"Oh no, now this I've got to hear. What did you tell her?"
Serah bit her bottom lip for a moment, looking a little shy but telling her outright, "That I wanted to watch as you took her from behind. I made her… I made her think about it as she got off; had her say your name and everything."
Lightning groaned, her entire face flushing a deep crimson as she pulled her knees to her chest and hid herself behind them. But Fang just seemed elated by the news and responded, "Really. And she liked this little fantasy, did she?"
Serah nodded, looking a little amused by the embarrassment she had caused her sister by voicing that out loud. "It was right after that when we decided to… make this thing between us official, because after what we did, we knew we couldn't just—"
"Serah, for the love of—stop talking!" Lightning begged her, looking at her incredulously while Fang just laughed. "You're not winning any points here, for Etro's sake!"
"Maybe she's not from you, but she definitely is from me." Bringing Serah into a side hug, she kissed the girl on the forehead and told her, "You just keep telling me all of Lightning's little secrets and I'll make sure you're well taken care of in any way that you like, yeah?"
Serah grinned at that, always having enjoyed being the center of attention, being doted on, and Lightning just scoffed as she leaned back against the couch and crossed her arms over her chest. "…Traitor."
Fang smirked and looked back at her. "Don't fret, Light; favorin' Serah a bit right now doesn't mean that I'm gonna forget about you," she said, her smirk widening. "After all, I'm apparently about to fulfill one of your dirty little fantasies; so from what I figure, you should be thanking me right now for the attention I'm about to show you." She arched her brow then, like she actually expected her to say thank you, and Lightning looked at her incuriously.
"You're funny," she deadpanned.
Serah shot her a chiding look. "Claire, don't be rude. You want Fang to make you come… don't you?" She said it so innocently, but she had a mischievous look in her eye as she subtly told Fang that she wouldn't be opposed to her refusing to do so if Lightning didn't comply.
And Fang, being Fang, looked like she had just won the lottery as she used the most condescending voice she could muster as she told her, "Yeah, you still want me to make you come… don't you, Light? Because I don't want to feel unappreciated…"
Lightning didn't budge though, pursing her lips defiantly as she stared at her. After being embarrassed, she wasn't going to make this easy for her. Fang chuckled. "We'll get back to that," she said, before turning towards the toy box again. "Alright, find one for Vanille. Because—" At the sound of her name Vanille whined, and Fang looked up to see her quite literally sitting in a puddle of her own desire. "Well, because if ya don't, she might just die," she finished, smirking a little as Vanille tried to say something behind her gag, causing the sound to come out muffled and inaudible.
Serah picked something up from the box then, holding it up as she asked, "What's this?"
"A butt plug."
Serah immediately dropped it and Fang burst out laughing.
"It's clean, don't worry. But Vanille likes…" she pursed her lips for a moment as she dug through the box before she found what she was looking for; a two pronged dildo that, when Fang switched it on, began buzzing and pulsing. Serah's eyes went wide. "This. And I can't use that until I get her ready for it first."
Vanille, at the sight and sound of it, began making desperate noises again, practically squirming in her seat with need. Fang quirked an eyebrow at her. "If you want this you know you're gonna have to wait a little first; you really up for that?" Vanille nodded her head though, apparently all for being violated in places Lightning never even—she just didn't ever think…
Fang looked at Serah though and told her, "Up to you though. I know it's not exactly standard, and your bloody sister looks scandalized just from the sight of it." Serah looked at her then, and Lightning forced herself to close her mouth and stop gawking.
"I…" Serah tried, looking a little overwhelmed by it. But then she looked a little guilty, like she was apologizing as she said, "I mean, maybe I might want to try it later, or… or watch you guys do it, but for now can I just—?"
Fang put the toy back in the box. "Hey, we ain't gonna make you do anything you're not comfortable with, alright? Don't worry about it. Here, just use this," she offered, holding up a single-headed, ridged dildo. "Promise ya she'll be happy with anything you wanna give her; isn't that right, Vanille?"
The girl immediately nodded, shooting Serah a desperate look so she could just pick something and get on with it, and Serah bit down on her bottom lip as she took the toy from Fang and said, "Okay," with a little smile, glad that they were staying in her comfort zone. Already this encounter had been enough firsts for them.
Fang kissed her on the forehead then as she rose, grabbing the strap on that was designated to her as she begun to get herself into the harness. "Don't make her come yet though," she told Serah. "Not until I'm done with Lightning. Believe me."
"Fang, you can't just—" Lightning tried on Vanille's behalf, looking at the girl in the chair. She looked miserable, like she was so turned on that it was more painful than pleasurable now. "You should stop torturing her. Look at her."
"Trust me, Sunshine; at this point Vanille knows exactly what I'm doing to her and why," Fang assured her, glancing back at the girl. "And you want me to keep doing it, don't you? Because you know what happens at the end of the road."
Vanille nodded enthusiastically, and Lightning's brow rose at the sight; she had assumed Vanille was desperate to get off, and maybe she was, but apparently she was also content with her blatant orgasm denial. "Why?" Lightning asked. "What's going to happen?" She couldn't imagine what could be worth all this.
Fang smirked. "You'll see." After securing the straps on her harness, she turned to her then and said, "Now… about that gratitude you should be showin' me."
Lightning shot her a look like she had to do better than that if she wanted something out of her. And Fang, loving a challenge, just met her silence with an, "Oh yeah? This how it's gonna be?" before practically picking Lightning up in one fell swoop and dumping her on the couch on her stomach. Not having expected that, an embarrassing kind of squeak came from Lightning's lips as she was unceremoniously dropped, and Fang chuckled as she swung her legs over either side of the woman's thighs, straddling her.
Lightning swore she wouldn't be that easy, but then Fang ran the tip of the strap on down the crack of her ass, and Lightning whimpered and her hips lifted of their own accord. She had spent the last hour watching Fang fuck herself, watching her sister fuck Fang, fucking Serah herself, and then playing with Vanille and Etro, she was absolutely soaked. Even getting embarrassed by Serah's little admission did nothing to diminish that and besides, Serah had been right, hadn't she? This was one of her fantasies. She wanted Fang to do this to her.
Desperately.
She heard a muffled moan from Vanille then and she turned her head, watching Serah slide the toy inside of the girl and turning it on. But her attention on them was short lived as suddenly the flat of Fang's hand connected with her ass, making her moan and lurch and swear. "Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt?" Fang asked facetiously. "Kinda like my feelings, when I felt unappreciated? How shit of me to inflict that back on you, yeah? Maybe I should stop. "
Lightning knew this was a test though; a serious question masked beneath their little role play as Fang tested the waters with something new, and now needed to know if it was something Lightning enjoyed. If she told her to stop then she would, Lightning had no doubt in that, but just something about the position she was in and the fierce need to challenge Fang after already being so compliant and having Serah being favored over her for it, made her bite back, "You've never been able to hurt me with a punch to the face, so why would you think a slap on the ass would?"
"Ooooh," Fang exclaimed, sucking in a breath at the unexpected comeback to keep from chuckling. "Yeah, you think I can't hurt you; that it?"
"I know you can't."
"Well, I hate to break it to ya, Soldier Girl; but every time we sparred?" she began, before grasping a fistful of Lightning's hair, forcing her head to the side as she leaning in to whisper in Lightning's ear, "…I was pulling my punches." Lightning was about to call bullshit, but Fang's hand connected with her ass again and she cried out, biting back a swear as her fingers clawed in the couch.
"So maybe," Fang continued, the words being followed by another slap. "You." Slap. "Should." Slap. "Think." Slap. "Twice." A final slap, and Lightning swore loudly and panted as Fang finished, "Before challengin' me, yeah?"
Lightning's breathing was coming out in sharp bursts, her entire ass hot and stinging from the abuse Fang dealt it. And yet, crazier still, it only made her wetter. Still, she wasn't sure how much more she could take before it crossed the line from pleasurable into uncomfortable, and so when Fang asked her, "Ya got somethin' to say to me now?" she immediately breathed out, "Thank you."
"Yeah?" Fang asked, and Lightning could hear the smirk in her voice as she continued, "Thank you for puttin' you in your place, or thank you for what I'm about to do to you?"
"Both," Lightning panted, knowing that was exactly what she wanted to hear. And it was, so Fang moved off of her then, just enough so she could put her arm beneath Lightning's hips and encourage them off the couch while still keeping her chest flat on the surface.
Lightning planted her knees then, spreading her legs as wide as she could for her as Fang situated herself behind her. Her cheek pressed up against the cushions, she stared at Vanille and Serah, the latter of whom was making the girl in the chair nearly go crazy with need as she moved the toy in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace, apparently loving the way just a simple movement made Vanille thrash and whine like crazy. Serah happened to glance back at her then though, and the sight of her sister in such a submission position made her cheeks flush and her lips part.
And Fang, having noticed that Serah was watching, rubbed the tip of the strap on over Lightning's clit as she encouraged, "Thank your sister for tellin' that story to me, Light. Tell her how grateful you are."
"Thank you," Lightning exhaled immediately, but that didn't seem to be enough for Fang as she slapped her on the ass and demanded, "Like you mean it!"
"Thank you!" Lightning practically shouted. "Thank you, Serah, thank—fuck," she swore, her gratitude being cut off as Fang slid the entire thing inside of her, meeting absolutely no resistance because of how wet she was. "Fuck," she swore again, feeling it fill her completely. "Fang, fuck…"
"Mmm…" Fang purred, apparently liking the sound of her name falling from Lightning's lips. "A girl could get used to this." And then she was grasping Lightning's sides, pulling out a little before she roughly encouraged her hips to slam into her, causing Lighting to cry out at the feeling of it.
Fang didn't build up a rhythm, didn't allow Lighting to prepare in any way. Instead she slammed into her over and over so quickly that Lightning couldn't even think, couldn't even breathe. All she could do was cry out her name and grasp onto the couch, feeling the heat that had been building ever since they started this little endeavor to expand until it felt as though it would devour her whole.
Vanille's screams nearly matched her own, which was a feat since hers were still muffled by the panties in her mouth. It caused Fang to look over at them though, worried that Serah was going to finish her prematurely as she told her, "Stop! Don't let her—" But Fang couldn't finish her sentence, as Lightning, needing absolutely all of her attention so that she could finally be allowed to get off, hoisted herself up enough in order to move away, letting the strap on fall out of her body.
Fang looked dumbfounded by the action, but that look was nothing compared to when Lightning turned around and roughly pushed her backwards, causing her back to hit the cushions as she swung her legs over either side of her hips and mounted her. Fang's eyes went wide as she watched Lightning grasp the phallus in her hand, guiding it back inside of her before she placed the flat of her hands on Fang's chest, keeping her pinned while she rode her.
"Holy…" Fang breathed, apparently not having expected to be topped when she was the one wearing the strap on, yet impressed and turned on by it all the same. "Shit, Light…"
"If you're fucking me, you pay attention to me," Lightning demanded, continuing to ride Fang as her chest flushed and her breathing shallowed. Fang nodded her compliance immediately before grasping onto the soldier's hips, helping her bounce up and down on the phallus as she stared at her like she was the sexiest thing she had ever witnessed and, okay, that was much better.
Lightning could feel herself getting closer, and she desperately fucked herself against Fang as her inner muscles began to clench. But then there were hands on her, Serah apparently having obliged Fang's request to stop what she was doing before, and as lips were pressed against her ear a violent shiver ran down Lightning's spine as her sister told her, "I want to watch you come all over her, Claire," and, well, she was very much done at that point.
They both had to hold her as she shook so that she didn't fall straight over, Fang's hands holding steady to her hips as Serah's arms wrapped around her torso, gentle lips being places against her skin as she kissed her down from her high. She felt Serah smile against her skin as she finally opened her eyes, her gaze connecting with Fang's, who still looked a little flabbergasted at the switch of positions between them.
"That was… really fuckin' hot," she admitted finally, and Lightning smirked before she finally moved, pulling the dildo from her before allowing herself to collapse on the couch.
Vanille practically shrieked behind her gag, demanding attention now, and Fang chuckled as she sat up, addressing her with, "Don't worry, you're next. Serah, go get a few towels."
Serah blinked, confused. "Towels?"
"Just trust me."
Serah still looked confused, but exited the living room to do as she was told as Fang knelt down next to the toy box, digging around inside of it until she found what she was looking for it and held it up to Vanille's gaze. The girl practically convulsed with anticipation, squirming around in her seat desperately as she nodded her head. Fang grinned.
"What is that?" Lightning asked, still trying to catch her breath as she watched the two of them. She had never seen a toy like that in her life.
"Something that's gonna make her come until she cries," Fang answered easily, moving over to the chair that her girlfriend was in. Squatting down, she found the outlet nearby and plugged it in, causing Lightning's brow to rise because something that plugged in had to be intense. She had no idea how Vanille was going to handle it, considering she already looked like if she got touched one more time she'd orgasm for days, but her curiosity got the better of her as she picked herself off the couch.
As Serah came back with a few towels, Fang ordered Vanille, "Up," before she instructed Serah, "One underneath her, and one on the floor in front of the chair." Serah did as she was told, and when Vanille sat back down, Fang finally took the gag out of her mouth, pulling it down so it rested around her neck.
"How long?" she asked her seriously. "Because I won't be able to count how many with this."
"Until it stops."
Fang's brow rose. "I don't know how long that'll be; it might end up bein' too much for you. Sometimes it can go on for a while, you know that. And we're probably already gonna scare the shit outta them as it is."
Lightning and Serah glanced at one another, trying to see if the other knew what the hell they were on about, but neither of them seemed to have a clue as they turned back when Vanille told her, "I don't… I don't care. I waited. I waited for all of you! I want this, Fang; don't tell me no."
"Okay," Fang responded softly, brushing the hair back from her eyes. "Okay. But we're doin' it with a safe word, and I'm preparin' them first so they can decide if they want to be here for this or not, okay?"
"Prepare us for what?" Lightning asked, not sure if she liked the way this sounded, even though Vanille seemed adamant about wanting it.
Fang looked between them then, taking a breath before she explained, "Okay, take… the best orgasm you ever had, yeah? And then imagining having that twenty, thirty times in a row. Without stopping." Serah's brow rose at that, and Fang continued, "Your body would barely be able to handle it, y'know? Would instinctively try to move away and get relief, because there's a point when too much pleasure can almost be torturous. But Vanille… she wants us to hold her down. To force it on her. To make her come over and over despite her body barely being able to handle it."
"She's gonna scream," Fang told them both seriously. "She's gonna cry, and she's gonna tell us to stop. Beg for us to stop doin' this to her, you understand? That's why we have a safe word; so once she says that, if she says that, then we're immediately done. But before that, we're not."
Lightning sucked in a sharp breath, not really knowing if she was comfortable with doing something like that. She didn't know if she could hear Vanille scream at them to stop and then not do it.
"It's intense, I'm not gonna lie to you," Fang continued. "And if you don't wanna do it that's fine, I'll bring her into the bedroom so I can tie her up and do it myself, but remember… Vanille asked for this. She wants it. And if she doesn't, then she knows exactly what to say to get us to stop."
Serah swallowed, looking apprehensive as well, but at the same time a little curious as she asked, "What's the safe word?"
"l'Cie," Vanille answered immediately, and Serah nodded her understanding before she bit the inside of her cheek in thought.
"You guys in or out?" Fang asked, glancing between the two sisters. Both of them were quiet for a long moment, before Lightning decided she needed a little more information before she made her decision.
"You really like it?" she asked Vanille. "Even though it makes you… cry and beg?" Because honestly, for the life of her, that didn't make any kind of sense.
Vanille nodded, licking her dry lips for a moment. "I know it sounds insane, but it… it makes me feel like everything isn't real anymore. Everything disconnects, and afterwards I can float and it's… it's wonderful." She smiled then – this wide, beautiful thing – and it was that, more than anything else, that made Lightning okay with doing this. She might not understand why the girl felt the need to torture herself to make herself happy, but if just the thought of something made her smile like that, then who was she to say no?
"Okay," Lightning responded, nodding. "I'll do it."
Fang looked at Serah then, who glanced up at Lightning before finally nodding her consent. "Alright," Fang told them. "Light, you're on her arms, Serah, you got her right leg. Do not, and I can't bloody stress this enough, do not let her go; if you do she'll probably end up hurtin' herself."
Serah looked a little nervous at that, but moved over to her designated spot as Vanille settled back into the chair, spreading her legs and holding her arms up for Lightning to hold. Fang wrapped her arm around Vanille's other leg, holding it firmly to her chest as her other hand turned on the toy in her hand; this big stick like thing with a rounded top. It started vibrating so hard and so fast that the sound of it caused Lightning's brow to rise as she watched Fang hover it over the girl's sex.
Looking Vanille in the eye then, she asked seriously, "You ready?" And Lightning tightened her grip on Vanille's wrists as the girl swallowed and nodded, just before Fang finally allowed the toy to touch her flesh.
At first, it wasn't bad. Vanille jerked a little, panting hard as her orgasm quickly built up, but it got to its precipice so damn fast that neither Lightning nor Serah was prepared for her to violently convulse less than twenty seconds into it before a very large gush of liquid squirted from her vagina, covering the towel beneath her.
"Holy—hell!" Lightning exclaimed at the same time Serah shouted something, neither of them having expected that in the slightest. Lightning had heard of female ejaculation of course, but honestly she thought it was a myth. But this… this was not. And Etro's tits, it didn't stop. Maybe for a second or two, but then she'd squirt again, the distance looking like it was getting longer.
"Oh yeah," Fang panted as an afterthought, although she was barely heard over Vanille's screams as she thrashed beneath their hold. "When I deny her an orgasm for a long time, that tends to happen. Figured you'd assume with the towels, but apparently not."
"Fuck, fuck!" Vanille screamed, her body unable to stop coming as the vibrations to her clit were relentless, causing her to thrash and convulse as her pussy continuously pushed out more and more fluid. "I… I can't—Fang, please; please stop! Stop! I—ahhhh!"
Her scream was piercing, and her body was thrashing so violently that Lightning had to use all of her strength to keep her still. Vanille was sobbing, tears falling down her cheeks as she spewed nonsense words and continued to come, soaking absolutely everything around her as she shook and cried and pled. And it had to have gone on a good three minutes, with her having a countless amount of orgasms, and Lightning feared that maybe Vanille forgot the safe word because at this point she seemed practically out of her mind, but then it seemed her body couldn't expel anything anymore, and she finally stopped coming.
Fang immediately ripped the toy away from her, not even bothering to shut it off as she threw it on the ground. Lightning let Vanille go then, and as the girl immediately curled into a ball, shaking and crying, her heart clenched in her chest as she watched Fang wrap her up in an embrace, replacing the girl's form on the armchair so Vanille could curl up on top of her instead. "Shh," she breathed, holding her to her. "It's okay, you're okay…"
Serah practically looked traumatized, breathing fearfully, "We didn't hurt her, did we…?" But Fang shook her head, cradling Vanille's to her chest as she pet her hair.
"She's like this at first. Give her a minute." She kissed the top of Vanille's head then, holding her protectively to her as the girl's body continued to convulse from the aftershocks as she sobbed into her neck. Lightning prayed Fang was right but in the meantime, to distract herself from thinking about how she might have just hurt someone she really cared about, she began cleaning up the room; putting the towels in the laundry and putting the toys back in their box.
When she was finished though, it seemed Vanille had calmed down; she was no longer crying, but she was still shaking a little, just small tremors that made their way through her body. Fang smiled against the top of her head then, asking her, "How do you feel?"
"Like… like I can fly," Vanille breathed, sounding completely off her head, but happy all the same. Lightning's brow rose, not having expected this after what she had just witnessed. "Am I flying, Fang?"
"Yeah," Fang told her softly, kissing her forehead as she told her adoringly, "You're flyin', love; where do you wanna go?"
"The stars…"
Lightning watched her sister smile softly as she listened to them, and in turn it made Lightning relax, since she feared after the look Serah had previously that this might have scarred her. But Serah seemed okay now, and so did Vanille, so Lightning placed herself next to her sister on the floor and took her hand in hers. Fang looked over at them, smiling gently, letting them know that it was okay as well; that this experience might fuck Vanille up, but in the end it did it in a good way, in what Lightning assumed would only be temporary.
"I can see them, y'know."
"The stars?" Fang asked gently, playing along. And Lightning knew that Fang loved her, but it didn't really strike her then how much she really did until she watched her cradle Vanille in her arms, looking down at her like she adored everything that she was as she spoke to her in the most gentle tone Lightning thinks she had ever heard her use. "I bet they're beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you," Vanille breathed, her eyes just barely open as she laid limp in her lover's arms. Fang smiled at the compliment, and the sheer amount of love in her eyes made Lightning smile as well as she gently pulled Serah to her, holding her in her arms as her sister laid her head on her shoulder.
"I want them to come," Vanille told her, voice still airy and distant. She almost looked like she was thirty seconds away from passing out completely.
"Lightning and Serah?"
Vanille nodded, her eyes falling all the way closed then. "I want them… to come to the stars with us, Fang. Forever."
"Forever?" Fang asked softly, glancing at the two women across from them as Vanille only just barely nodded her agreement, before finally her entire form slumped against Fang, and she was completely out. Fang smoothed Vanille's hair away from her forehead before she placed another gentle kiss against it and breathed across her skin, "Okay, love. Forever, if that's what you want. Promise I'll try."
Whether it was what they both had just said, or the way that Fang looked at the girl in her arms, Lightning didn't know, but something caused Serah to look very emotional all of a sudden as she untangled herself from her sister's embrace, crawling across the floor in order to wrap herself around Vanille's form as she cuddled into her from the other side.
Fang looked at Lightning then, and the older woman moved as well, placing herself on the ground next to the chair as she gently leaned her head against Fang's thigh. And it was there that the four of them stayed, cuddled up next to one another, until one by one, they all finally fell asleep in one another's embrace.
TBC…
