Chapter 9
Esther
Squall: Hey guys, is my father in his office?
Kiros: Sure is.
Ward: Hey Squall, when do you plan to bring your girlfriend around?
Kiros: Yeah man, when?
Squall: I don't know.
Squall heads into Laguna's office. He was relaxing with his feet on his desk and reading reports.
Squall: Hey dad.
Laguna: Just the man I was looking to see.
Squall: Look, I'm tired. So to make a long story short, Rinoa and I are back together.
Laguna: Uh-huh, I know.
Squall: How?
Laguna: Well, she called today.
Squall: And?
Laguna: She wants you to come by her place, Friday.
Squall: Oh. Well, I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning, goodnight.
Squall gets back on the Ragnorak and goes to his room. He gets undressed, except for his boxers, climbs into bed and pulls the blanket over him. Before you know it he's out.
Balamb Garden
Jessica leans in and kisses Zell. He kissed her deeply. Parting her lips expertly and sliding his tongue into her mouth in a gesture of possession. She tasted so damn good his mind nearly went numb from it. He stroked his hands over the silk of her hair and down her back to the subtle curves of her hips. He wanted her.
With one hand splayed across the small of her back, he pulled her hips tighter against his. With his other hand he found the hem of her pj top and slipped beneath it to stroke the smooth satin of her skin. With deft fingers he unsnapped the front catch of her bra and cupped a breast. The fullness of it surprised him. The feel of her nipple hardening at the brush of his fingertips excited him.
Zell: I want your breast in my mouth. I wanna taste you. I wanna feel your nipple between my lips.
A whimper caught in her throat.
Zell: I wanna be inside you. I wanna feel you around me, tight and hot and wet.
She could feel her temperature rising, sexual desires known even as her mind grappled for control. He whispered a more explicit request in her ear, and then sucked gently at the soft petal of her earlobe.
Jessica: M-m-m…
Zell rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger, tugging subtly at the turgd peak.
Jessica: Zell I—
Zell: Jess, I love you.
He breathed the words against her lips. A languid weakness floated through her arms and legs. She leaned heavily against Zell and his scent filled her head—musky and warm and indisputably male. He kissed her again, filling her mouth with his taste. His fingers left her breast to encircle the wrist of her right hand. He drew it down from where it rested flat against his chest and pressed it to the shaft of his manhood, letting her feel his length, his hardness. Jessica moaned a sound that managed to combine longing and admiration. He moved against her hand, nuzzled her cheek, and nipped her ear.
That's all for you Jess. Let me give it to you.
Jessica let her fingers flex hesitantly. Another wave of heat flashed through her. Oh, God, she wanted him.
Jessica: I--
His mouth swept down on hers and he was met with no resistance.
Zell: I want you.
Esther
Squall: Hey guys, is my father in his office?
Kiros: Sure is.
Ward: Hey Squall, when do you plan to bring your girlfriend around?
Kiros: Yeah man, when?
Squall: I don't know.
Squall heads into Laguna's office. He was relaxing with his feet on his desk and reading reports.
Squall: Hey dad.
Laguna: Just the man I was looking to see.
Squall: Look, I'm tired. So to make a long story short, Rinoa and I are back together.
Laguna: Uh-huh, I know.
Squall: How?
Laguna: Well, she called today.
Squall: And?
Laguna: She wants you to come by her place, Friday.
Squall: Oh. Well, I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning, goodnight.
Squall gets back on the Ragnorak and goes to his room. He gets undressed, except for his boxers, climbs into bed and pulls the blanket over him. Before you know it he's out.
Balamb Garden
Jessica leans in and kisses Zell. He kissed her deeply. Parting her lips expertly and sliding his tongue into her mouth in a gesture of possession. She tasted so damn good his mind nearly went numb from it. He stroked his hands over the silk of her hair and down her back to the subtle curves of her hips. He wanted her.
With one hand splayed across the small of her back, he pulled her hips tighter against his. With his other hand he found the hem of her pj top and slipped beneath it to stroke the smooth satin of her skin. With deft fingers he unsnapped the front catch of her bra and cupped a breast. The fullness of it surprised him. The feel of her nipple hardening at the brush of his fingertips excited him.
Zell: I want your breast in my mouth. I wanna taste you. I wanna feel your nipple between my lips.
A whimper caught in her throat.
Zell: I wanna be inside you. I wanna feel you around me, tight and hot and wet.
She could feel her temperature rising, sexual desires known even as her mind grappled for control. He whispered a more explicit request in her ear, and then sucked gently at the soft petal of her earlobe.
Jessica: M-m-m…
Zell rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger, tugging subtly at the turgd peak.
Jessica: Zell I—
Zell: Jess, I love you.
He breathed the words against her lips. A languid weakness floated through her arms and legs. She leaned heavily against Zell and his scent filled her head—musky and warm and indisputably male. He kissed her again, filling her mouth with his taste. His fingers left her breast to encircle the wrist of her right hand. He drew it down from where it rested flat against his chest and pressed it to the shaft of his manhood, letting her feel his length, his hardness. Jessica moaned a sound that managed to combine longing and admiration. He moved against her hand, nuzzled her cheek, and nipped her ear.
That's all for you Jess. Let me give it to you.
Jessica let her fingers flex hesitantly. Another wave of heat flashed through her. Oh, God, she wanted him.
Jessica: I--
His mouth swept down on hers and he was met with no resistance.
Zell: I want you.
