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Chapter 14

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Well, that went well

I stretch lazily, yawning, and I reach for Auron's spot on the bed, a pout taking over my features when I don't feel him. My eyes open and I scan the rented room hastily. It's slightly messy (the floor's covered with clothes), not that big, with a bed (containing me), a couch, a love-chair and a coffee-table. All have been used at least once for naughty business.

We arrived yesterday afternoon.

We left Besaid two days ago, when we discovered the hard way tents aren't really good for privacy. And neither are they sound-proof (apparently I'm loud).

So, we sorta hijacked the Celsius and flew to Luca, where we rented this hotel room (Brother yelled at me for five minutes before Auron nearly punched him. Cool as that would have been, Brother can't survive a punch from Auron, so I had to stop him… Paine later helped me tie Brother up. I have a feeling he's still where I left him).

I lean back into the comfy pillows, closing my eyes to listen for Auron. He must still be here, his stuff is scattered all over the room. When I hear the shower going I grin mischievously.

Wonderful.

I check the clock, blushing when I see it's waaaay past morning.

Well, we were busy quite the whole night.

There's a knock on the door, and I pout, feeling too lazy to go and open the door. I'd much rather go join a certain someone in the shower. Obviously.

But there's more impatient knocking, and I get up with a groan, putting on Auron's shirt on the way. I open the door reluctantly and freeze.

There are two things I didn't think about.

First, it could've been anyone at the door. It could've been Seymour with a new haircut holding an 'I'm alive!'-sign.

Hey, it's happened before.

Second, I'm kinda exposed for this 'anyone'. Auron's shirt covers me mostly, but… well, it's kinda obvious why I'm wearing it. My hair is a classic messy, and I'm pretty sure all the makeup on my face is smeared. Plus, I have the unmistakeable morning-after-glow. Even though it's the afternoon-after.

And none other than Pops is standing at the door.

"What the heck is wrong with you, kid? Brother called me with some cracked-up stor-…"

His jaw drops when he realises what I'm wearing. His expression changes from surprise, to anger, to pissed-off-ness, to fury.

…

I do the first thing I can think of. I slam the door shut.

I stand there panicking for a second. Then I make a run for the bathroom, ignoring the furious pounding on the door. I wrench the shower curtain open.

…

Okay, I know I've seen Auron naked for like a million times now, but it's still a sight that takes my breath away and makes me forget everything else.

Stare.

"Rikku, what's wrong?", he asks, and I wrench myself out of dream-world, remembering the little emergency at the door.

"Pops! Pops is at the door! And I opened up like this! And he heard the shower! And I shut the door in his face! What do I do?", I ramble, bouncing up and down hastily.

He smiles, and I calm down immediately. Sort of.

"Open the door and tell him you'll contact him later."

I nod bravely, before taking a deep breath and leaving the bathroom again. I open the front door once more, where Pops is still standing. Pissed of so much you can see the smoke coming from his shiny head.

Heh heh.

"Good morning, Pops! Uhm, I mean, good afternoon, Pops! How're ya doing?"

"Rikku! What the hell've you been doing in here, girl?!"

Well, duh.

"Nothin'!"

"'Nothing' my ass! You're wearing a guy's shirt and the shower's running!"

Dammit. Why does he have to pick now to care what I do?

"Yeah, uhm, about that, could you like… leave? I need to… uhm… get dressed, and stuff. I'll call you later, okay?"

Before he can explode again I close the door, and I wait quietly until I hear him leave, grumbling under his breath.

I take a deep breath in relief. I really wasn't ready for that.

I walk towards the bathroom slowly, closing the door quietly.

"This is so not how I wanted to spend my day…", I whine, leaning back against the door.

"How did you want to spend it?", Auron asks, stepping out of the shower towards me.

I grin.

"Well, I was going to take a shower, first of…"

He puts his hands on my hips, his thumbs flipping up the oversized shirt.

"In that case, would you like to join me, my little thief?"

I nod slowly, raising my arms as he pulls the shirt over my head, dropping it on the tiled floor carelessly. I let my hands glide over his slippery chest, my eyes taking in the flexing muscles hungrily.

Our lips meet in a hungry kiss, and we move towards the running shower. When the water hits us my legs are around his waist, and my hands are running through his damp hair.

I roll my hips against him, feeling him harden against me, and his hands my butt to steady me as I raise myself. I sheathe him in one movement, whimpering softly as he completes me once more. I rock my hips back and forth, the pressure inside me building rapidly.

"Auron!", I moan when he pushes me against the wall to push deeper inside of me, his rough kisses making me arch my back in pleasure.

I bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming, my nails pressing little crescents in his biceps as my grip on him tightens at the blinding pleasure that pulses through me. As tighten around him Auron groan my name in my ear, his grip on my hips tightening.

When my legs finally stop shaking from the orgasm I jump back down on the tiles, and I stare into Auron's bronze depth as he runs his rough hands over my skin slowly, the calming caress soothing my ragged breathing immediately.

After a long while of gazing into each other's eyes we turn off the water, drying and dressing in a comfortable silence. I'm still too high on love to say something, anyway.

When we're done I start when Auron puts the communication sphere on front of me. Dammit, I forgot about that. A sudden dread fills me up, and I try to get my mind of it by changing the subject.

"Let's go to the movies, Auron! Or a Blitzball game, they have one every day these days. Or maybe…!"

"You can't avoid him forever, Rikku. Call him now."

"…fine. But you have to stay with me!"

"Of course."

An hour later we're standing in front of an Al Bhed restaurant in the centre of Luca (I wanted a public place… you never know with Pops, you know?). I'm standing close to Auron, who is leaning against the wall casually, yet his eye is glued to me and his expression gentle and slightly amused as I fidget nervously.

I let out a shaky breath.

…

Really, there's no reason to be nervous.

Auron's here, that's a good start.

…

You saved the world, for cryin' out loud! Twice! You can take him, no problem. You're grown up and everything!

…

It's not like you ever listened to him anyway!

…

Damn it, I'm nervous.

"It'll be fine, Rikku.", Auron says quietly, planting a soft kiss on my cheek.

And of course Pops has to walk in the moment his lips land on my skin.

"What the heck do you think you're doing?"

Auron nearly smirks at his timing. Sure, leave it to him to think this is funny.

"Pops! I'd like you to meet Aur-… Oh, no, wait, you already know each other, huh? How 'bout this; Pops, you remember Auron, right? Well, he's my boyfriend!"

Not only did that sound stupider out loud than in my head, I burst out laughing because I called Auron my boyfriend, which has the word 'boy' in it. And I just can't imagine Auron as a boy without laughing my butt off.

Yep, and now Pops is staring at me, his expression a mixture of anger and shock, and Auron is raising his eyebrow in that way of his. Fantastic.

I pull myself together – now isn't the time – and cough embarrassedly. Smooth. Really.

"So, uhm, I guess that's all, see ya later!"

I try to make a run for it, but Auron's hand on the small of my back stops me.

Dammit.

"Let's go inside, Rikku."

Pops enters the restaurant without a word, and I get pushed in after by Auron. Pff.

We sit down in a far corner of the room,

"Listen, Pops…"

"You're too young.", he cuts me of, and his tone of voice clearly indicates he thinks that's that.

I bang my fist on the table, a sudden angry beat drumming in my head. Now way is Pops gonna ruin the best thing that's ever happened to me with his stupid 'parenting'.

"You're such a hypocrite! Mom was ten years younger than you!", I say angrily.

This shuts him up, though for just a little while. He thinks it over, his vein nearly popping on his forehead.

"Why should I approve of this?", he asks quietly, glaring at us from across the table.

"I love your daughter, Cid. More than anything.", Auron says with a straight face, yet with so much conviction even Pops can't argue. And indeed, he doesn't have anything more to say.

I grin broadly, a slight blush on my cheeks.

Some call me lucky, but I think it's just my natural charm, don't you?

…

Naaah, I'm lucky.

Hope you liked it!

A little short, but I'm satisfied.

Thank you, reviewers!

Poison Fairy: Arigatou! You're right, Auron is the only not-evil mature guy in FFX. But really, he's the only mature FFX guy who doesn't creep me out.

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