Rinoa pulped on the bed, she and Squall had just returned from dinner date. She was exhausted and her mind became filled with lost thoughts, lost memories. Or at least they were memories she was trying to forget. The memories that haunted her daily life, that keep her from expressing herself to Squall like she wanted to. She wanted to forget the horrible memories of when she was 16. But for some reason in the bad of her mind she wanted it to happen again.

The vivid memories began to slowly creepy bad into her mind. She remember it all to well. The soft breathe in her ear, the arousing sensation of his hot breathe. The urge to let lose all began to flow back into her. She felt as if she was back in that same place, back 2 years ago. She felt his breathe reach her neck, giving her the most arousing sensation. She felt as if he was there, right now.

She remember his soft lips, kissing the base of her neck, slowly moving down her body. His lushes, soft lips continued to give her the same arousing sensation. She began to feel hot as he continued to pummel her with his kisses. Soon her reached her belly-button, he began to kiss around it in a circular motion. She began to surge with emotion, becoming hotter and hotter. He slowly began to move further down, placing his hands on her thighs and moving his hand up and down them. He started to kiss her lips, penetrating her with his tongue. She left out a soft moan, wanting more, not wanting him to stop. He began to extract and re-enter his tongue moving deeper each time, making Rinoa moan louder and louder.

The vivid memories began to flood back so fast she started to yern for him to come back to her. To do all the same naughty things again, for Squall wasn't willing to do it himself. The longer she laid on the bed the more she felt as if she was waiting for him. She turned in the bed and buried her head in her pillow. The memories continuing to return to her. She couldn't help but reach down, into her pants, penetrating herself with her finger, moving them in and out as he had did with his tongue in her memories.

Small moans, which came from her mouth, slowly began to become louder the more it went on. She remember how he continued to onslaught her with his tongue until she let out a huge moan, at her climax. He withdrew from her, and stared up at her. His eyes so deep, he wanted more, she wanted more. He crawled up her and kissed her on the lips, laying on top of her. She reached down to his belt, undoing it and throwing it to the side. The urge filled her body, she wanted him more than ever, more than she thought she ever would. He too followed in her suit, pulling of her skirt and panties. He hesitated for a minute wondering if he should go on. She could bear it any longer, she reached down, grabbing onto his shaft.

"Fuck me!"

She said in a desperate voice. He obeyed with a more than willing smile on his face, he jammed himself into her. She gave a high pitched moan, wanting him to do it harder. He silently obliged and continued to pound deeper and deeper inside her. Her moans began to rise higher and higher. She felt herself reaching her climax and again. He began to groan in with her moans as he too was reaching his climax. With a couple more quick pounds he come deep inside her. He body weak and relaxed, he withdrew and fell to her side. She gave a light sigh and stared at the ceiling.

The memories were so vivid, it felt as if she had just relived them. She had already reached her climax, at the same time in the memory. She removed her fingers and laid on the bed, breathing heavily and still having to slight urge to have him again. She rolled over, and in the last second of her memory she remember his blonde hair, and slightly muscular body. She remembered the day she did the impossible with the one and only Seifer.