Author's Note: My brain missed filling out kink meme prompts so much that it decided to make its own prompt. So I am going back to my roots of writing smut fic.
This is the censored version in accordance with FFN's M rating. The uncensored/explicit version is on AO3.
Summary: Light is having trouble focusing on work, while Serah's months away from leaving for Eden for university. Taking a recommendation from a coworker, Light decides to use a meeting app to relieve her stress.
Warnings: Futa!Light, mention of Sister/Sister Incest, Gloryhole
NECTAR (CLEAR)
The motorbike whirred down as she dismounted.
"What are you even doing right now?" She grumbled to herself as she flipped her phone open to the message. Re-reading the contents, she was at the exact place the message told her to be at. Looking away from the phone, she faced her surroundings.
In front of her was a tiny storefront under construction.
Remarkably clean given what's around the building.
Located by the train railyard, there were plenty of loud noises in the air as trains made their way into the depot for repairs. On the opposite end, the adjacent station was also undergoing construction, in the middle of plans to expand the existing area.
In other words, it was the perfect setting for this store to fly under scrutiny.
Entering the passcode from the message, the gate unlocked as she walked into the lobby. A click behind her confirmed the prior instructions that the store was only handling one client at a time.
Walking past the rusted furnishings, the place used to be an actual store, with plenty of display cases and racks.
In the backroom, there was an inner door in the middle of the space, a curtain in front masking a worn out sign.
"Fitting Room", she read.
Too far to back out now.
She entered and was greeted with a hole in the far end, surrounded by layers of tape. A small stand was off to the side, foil squares laid out in separate lines.
Coming closer to the hole, she unzipped the front and fished out her member, giving a few small strokes.
She aligned her barely-hard meat and slipped it inside the circle. One arm was braced overhead, her forehead rested against the wall as she waited.
It was a short wait until she felt slender fingers form a ring and gently moved from tip to the base and back again. Repeated the motion over and over again, the ring widening ever-so-slightly with each lap. Her arousal spiked with every urge to thrust against that ring, wanting her dick to be clamped and squeezed with those fingers.
What a damn tease.
Her other hand cupped her balls, rubbing against the taped-up wall and squeezing when the ring tightens around her base. She started to pant, breath shuddering as the ring was paired with a slick tongue playing with her tip. Rolling around the head, then having it cup the tip underneath almost made her groan out loud in pleasure.
More fingers joined to stroke her down to the base. Already fully erect, she thrusted against the hole harder to seek more. Looking down in lust, she was already all the way in, small tufts of pink hair laid against the top of the hole.
Plump thighs opened wide, her hand lifting up her skirt to reveal the narrow cotton gullet folded and taut, wrapped from mound to the back.
Her other hand came down and clenched the fabric, pulling up. The gullet dug into skin, and right in the middle-pink puffy lips exposed on either side and softly enveloped around the cloth.
"Do you like what you see, Light?"
Her hips bucked, rubbing herself against that taut fabric. Starting slowly, she continued to undulate, clit pressed against cotton as a wet spot formed from the friction.
"Pound me deep, Light!" She canted, moving her panty aside and spreading her legs to expose her damp -
"Ahh", groan slipped out of her lips. Hips were knocking against the wall covering the taped-up circle, over and over again.
Slurp, slurp, slurp-
Panting, the pleasure continuously pooling in the pit of her stomach. The warmth of those dick-sucking lips tapered down to the tip of her cock, that tongue rubbing it in circles.
Light tensed as she felt a hand cupping her flesh, and was stroking down to the base. The even pressure going back and forth-
And back and forth.
Etro, her hips bucked against the wall, addicted to the firm suction.
She craved more-wanted her mouth deeper, embracing all of her stiff flesh.
Fuck, she thought, I wanna hilt that mouth all the way. Feel her sealed around my cock.
Biting her lip, Lightning focused on thrusting against that sweet suction, only thinking how good it felt. How the other side of the wall must have looked like, working on pleasing her. Her eyes clenched, imagining a pinpoint of light far ahead. In her mind, Lightning was chasing and chasing until she came back to her.
Hint of twin curves, rest of the valley hidden beneath her vest.
Supple thighs wrapped in stockings, already splayed open to present a display of lust at the apex.
Until release.
Light's cock pulsed as her load spurted inside, coating that mouth in thick white droplets. The sensation against her member was exquisite as she gently tugged in and out, finishing off in that warm hole.
Her body tensed, seeing white, as Light can finally hear moaning behind the wall. Savoring the fantasy, she kept still as she twitched, indulging in post-release bliss. She felt tongue brushing against the underside and cheeks pulsing on the other side as she lowered her eyes.
Ahh, sucking cream off. Good little slut for me.
If only it was really Serah...
If only.. it was...
Serah.
The fog of lust from her prior activities cleared, mind no longer hazy with thoughts and dreams of her carnal desire.
Breathing heavily, she focused on every exhale, counting each one in her head until she calmed down.
No more of this. You need to stop, soldier.
There were small flicks of tongue on the other side of the wall, cleaning her up. Puckered lips pressed against her tip as if asking another round is needed to sate her want.
She grunted as she pulled out from the hole, her will keeping her cock limp from desiring more. She may have heard a groan on the other side from her sudden withdrawal, but she didn't care.
Zipping her pants, she briskly walked away from the room, slamming the door on her way out. She made her exit as quickly as possible, never wanting to visit again.
Get past.. whatever this is.
Walking to her motorbike, the engine whirred to life again. Mounting the vehicle, she noticed movement in the nearby bushes.
A pair of bloodfang bass.
Not common around this area, they tended to lurk near water. Light assumed they went too far inland and were attracted to the noises from the trains.
Dismounting from the bike, she took out Blazefire Saber, and lunged at the terraquatic creatures.
Timing her movement, she placed a couple of Blitzes, easily dispatching both of them off. Don't think that these are of concern to the area.
Still frustrated, she made a mental note to hit the gym soon.
You are depraved, Lightning Farron. Only good at destruction.
She sped off on her motorbike, returning to the Guardian Corps headquarters to finish off her patrol.