The Divinity of Hope
A/N: A lighthearted conversation reveals stuff about Hope and how he's no longer the runt of the group.
And that Hope was already a divine being before Bhunivelze's interference.
Smut ahead.
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The Divinity of Hope
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All of them were sitting in Hope's living-room, the floor to be exact, with only a table before them. Hope and Lightning had just moved in and therefore they didn't have enough furniture.
"I'm not a virgin."
He clarifies as the entire group of people stopped dead in their tracks. Sazh being the only one that didn't look like the world had ended. They were joking around that Hope was way too head over heels for Lightning that he was still a virgin.
At first everyone stared at Lightning questioningly, but she too was staring at Hope in shock.
"What?"
"Y-You're not a virgin anymore, Hope?" Vanille asked, eyes bulging out her sockets.
"It was back in the Old World. It'd be weird to not relieve stress with the weight of Humanity on my shoulders." Hope said, sipping his coffee mug, "Did you all really expect me to still be a Virgin?"
"Yes!" Fang yelled, a manic smile on her face.
"You were the innocent one!"
They were screaming now, raging even as they probed Hope further and further.
"You guys seriously didn't know?" Sazh asked, drinking his can of beer as realization hit him, "It got so much worse after the Chaos broke free."
The rest were staring between Sazh and Hope, still not able to comprehend Hope not being a virgin. He was smitten over Lightning for God's sake!
"When the Chaos broke free?" Lightning aired.
"Yeah. Snow and Noel left the Academia. Sazh and Dajh stayed for a few months, I think?" Scratching his chin, he was stuck at if it was actually month or years, "Chaos was spreading, and everyone found out we were partly immortal."
"Hoo-boy! That first few weeks everyone was going at it!" Sazh yelled, slapping his knee as he laughed a bit louder, "Some people called it the City of Pleasure."
"Don't ever say that name again..." Hope sighed, shivering as he remembered all those excruciating nights. Of how his city devoted to science and the betterment of Humanity fell to lust.
"They called him the Angel of Academia – a being so great at sex that he had woman quake in absolute bliss."
Everyone was staring at Sazh their brains not processing that Hope - THE sweet and innocent Hope was capable of such debauchery. Much less called an Angel of sex.
"His touches like that of divinity, his lips that of silk and satin trailing skin. His piercing eyes gazing into your soul as he led you to nirvana." Sazh recited, his eyes closed as he spoke to the heavens.
"Hope... that's not true... right?" Vanille asked, hope in her voice.
"I was more or less a fuckbuddy." Hope said, shrugging his shoulders, "I didn't develop feelings. Someone else already had my heart..."
He tightened his hold around his girlfriend.
"Oh yeah! What was your catchphrase again?" Sazh asked, laughing devilishly.
"Time to fill you with the essence of Hope." Hope said, huskiness dripping off his words as his eyes took a spark of intensity.
Vanille turned the darkest shade of red. She was picked up by Fang as they went to the guest room.
Serah yelped, face red as she pulled Snow up and said her goodbyes.
Noel was already halfway out the door carrying Yeul bridal style.
Lightning fainted, her head on his shoulder.
"They freaked out, eh?" Sazh said, laughing his butt off.
It was frightening how both he and Sazh could effortlessly work together. Maybe it was due to their age or the not-being-a-virgin part. Hope would never know as he heard crashing from upstairs.
But it was definitely worth seeing everyone so flustered.
Sazh had already went to watch some television leaving him alone being a pillow to Lightning. He could still hear Fang and Vanille upstairs as Vanille moaned awfully loud. Not long after Sazh had to go leaving Hope with Lightning still lying on his lap.
Fang and Vanille weren't making any racket so they were probably exhausted. Sipping his coffee Hope checked through his socials as Lightning stirred below him. Her eyes fluttered open as she gazed up at his smiling face.
"Hey."
She turned away from him with her face irate, and was she blushing? He saw her fidgeting as she wrung her hands together. She had something on her mind, and he knew she would wallow in her thoughts if he didn't do something.
The first thing Lightning notices is his soft and warm fingers trailing her cheek.
"So, how did sleeping with all those girls feel, huh?" She asked, angry and curt.
"Light, are you jealous?"
She surged into a seating position as she turned to him; her cheeks dusted red as she glared at him.
"I-I'm not! At least... I don't... know... I know its childish of me to get mad at you." She shakes her head in frustration, trying to get her thoughts in order, "You travelled through time gave up most of your life. And yet... h-hearing that you slept-! Slept with other girls... that hurt."
"Light..." He wraps his arms around her, understanding dawning on him, or at least he thought so, "D-Did you want to be my first?"
Her face turns tomato-red as she stutters to try and correct him. She's failing with her words and acquiesces then finally nods at Hope's shocked face. Pulling her taut against him his lips latch onto her own.
"I had no idea..."
"How would you?" She questioned; cheeks red as saliva connected their lips, "Are you still a virgin...?"
"Yeah."
"Huh?" Her eyes shot to his, shocked.
"I knew I'd meet you again and this time I wanted to give you all of me." He smiled, his smile lighting a fire in her.
Her lips captured his, her hands ripping open his shirt. And then she whispers in his ears that she's still a virgin and that she wants her first time to be with him.
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She's not sure how many hours have passed, she's not even sure if it's the same day. Hope's insatiable, a beast of pure and utter thirst. She's not even sure how many rounds they've gone at it but what she does know is that she's likely pregnant.
And as she's pulled into a seating position, she's reminded that he's the Angel of Academia. It's true what Sazh told them his lips and fingers were like sating, they were the instruments that reduced her to a mess.
With just the slightest touch of his lips her body felt like it was both hot and cold. Sweat matted her brow, her hair clinging to her skin as he kisses her. Before he climaxes, she tells him deliriously that she wants to hear his 'catchphrase'.
He looks a bit shocked but smiles as he pulls her taut his member in her most sacred of places.
"Time to fill you with the seed of Hope."
She screams in utter bliss her head shooting to the heavens, her arms tightening around him as she feels him release inside her. A guttural moan escapes her lips her body shaking in bliss. Their afterglow lasts for what feels like an eternity and in some part of her she wants it too.
They stay connected as he admires her body covered in his love for her, his kisses and marks as he led their dance. His own skin is burning with fingernail markings and bites. She likes it rough he muses to himself.
"So, how was it?" He asks sheepishly.
He doesn't get a response more like a kiss as she catches her breath. And yet, he knows she's loved it her eyes shining with love and bliss.
Suddenly there's banging on the bedroom door as Hope looks questioningly. Lightning not so much as she basks in the heat of his body and seed. He dislodges from her as she stares at him like he just stole the last cookie.
"Oi! We made dinner 'thank you very much'!"
"I wanted to feel you more..." She whines with unshed tears. She has no idea if it's her or Lumina's emotions that compels her to say something like that. But she's more intently glaring at the bedroom door as she hears Fang mutter through the door something about 'lucky' and 'sex god'.
"Fang and Vanille are downstairs, and we wouldn't be proper hosts to keep them waiting." Hope explains, kissing her forehead as he gets up out of bed, "And when they leave, we can do it anywhere we want."
She didn't think about it that way.
"Maybe it is time we go down there." She mutters, cheeks darken as she holds her hand infront of her mouth. Hope's halfway dressed as she embraces him from behind.
"You're only my Angel, right."
It's not so much a question as a statement her breasts squishing against his back.
"I will only lead you to nirvana, Light."
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It's weeks later when Hope realizes he's awakened a beast... She's standing in her lingerie; a black gauzy ensemble consisting of only a bra and a panty. Lipstick-red high heels on as she twirls a whip in her one hand.
"Light?"
"That's mistress to you!" She snaps the whip in her hands, "And I require my Angel to take me to nirvana."
Gulp!
That night Hope howled as he was wrung dry of the seed of hope. And yet, he was the most happiest in all his life.
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Wrote this one day ago and would appreciate criticism and pointers on how to get better.
-Darcest_Light-