(Author's Notes) Okay, the introductions are done and it's time for the actual story to begin. From this point on, this will get sausy, as some would say. This chapter is mostly Squall and Rinoa interacting. I think I pretty much have their post-game relationship down. And if anyone is under the impression that there is something more between Squall and Quistis, sorry, I wasn't going for that and I'm still not. I've been thinking about how the continue this fanfic and I'm thinking about having an actual plot involving the other characters. I'm thinking it would be interesting to touch on the relationships of the others and if they have any fetishes... bwahahaha! And so, here it is...
Chapter 3: Practice and Application of Subcultural Activity
Squall sat there on Quistis' couch in utter shock. Quistis frowned. "Squall, come on. Why are you so surprised?"
"You want me to tie you up!" Squall cried.
"Oh, come on. Just a little bondage, nothing more than that." Quistis pleaded.
"Nothing more than that…" Squall slowly repeated.
Quistis nodded. "I haven't played in around in weeks. Usually I'm the dom, but I think I can compromise the position, unless you wouldn't mind…"
Squall frowned and closed his eyes. "Yeah, I think I'd rather tie you up."
"Oh well, I'd be happy with that." Quistis shrugged.
"So… how do you want me to do this?" Squall asked.
Quistis dug around into her bondage chest. She took out various lengths of rope and the ballgag. "If you remember rope tying from apprehension and capture training, I'd like to be tied in a hogtie. I don't care about what kind of knots you use."
Squall thought for second. "I never thought that I'd actually use that." Squall smirked.
Quistis walked over to her side table and held out her palm to it. Her palm glowed a very light blue color as various charms were produced from her palm and fell onto the table top. Quistis had just unjunctioned her Guardian Forces and thus has the strength of a mere mortal. Squall understood why she did this. She didn't want to be able to escape her bonds. "Okay, let's begin." Quistis said as she sat next to Squall on the couch.
She crossed her wrists behind her back and held them out to Squall. He took a length of rope and quickly bound Quistis' wrists together and even clenched it. He then took another piece of rope and lashed her booted ankles together as well as he did her wrists. Quistis tested her bonds. "You're very good at this, Squall." She giggled.
"I take classes very seriously." Squall replied.
Since Quistis was still in her SeeD uniform (Which Squall hardly ever wears his, now that's he's Commander) and didn't want to wrinkle it, Squall decided that would be it for the initial tying and picked up the ballgag. "Open." Squall simply said. Quistis opened her mouth and Squall inserted the ballgag into her mouth. He pulled the straps back around her head of over her beautiful blonde hair, and buckled it into place. Quistis muffled a bit to demonstrate the effectiveness of the gag. Squall nodded silently.
He stood up off the couch and lifted Quistis' body up a bit and laid her on the couch on her stomach. He took another piece of rope and pulled her bound ankles back into her rear. Quistis was quite flexible, but then again most SeeD are. Squall tied the rope to her ankles. He pulled this rope as tight as he could without hurting or straining Quistis' muscles and he tied the remaining end to her wrists, finishing the hogtie.
Squall stepped back and examined his work. "Are you alright?" Squall asked. Quistis nodded her head and muffled a bit signifying a yes. "Good… I think I did a nice job." Squall thought. Quistis struggled against her bonds and couldn't get loose. She was very happy with Squall's knot work. "I'm going to release you in about 10 minutes." Squall announced to his friend. Quistis frowned as best as she could, despite the gag.
Oh well, she thought.
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Squall untied Quistis, but left the ballgag in, he figured she could take that out herself. Quistis sat up and stretched her arms and legs. She tried to talk but realized she was still gagged. She reached her arms behind her head and removed her ballgag. She was smiling widely. "Thanks you, Squall."
He smirked. "You're welcome. I must admit, you look good tied up like that."
"You're really getting into it then."
Squall nodded. "Yes, well, can we keep this to ourselves through?"
Quistis nodded in agreement. "As high ranking officials, some aspects of our private lives aren't to be known, the reason why so few people know this side of me."
Squall stood up. "I have to go now. I'll see you later, Quistis."
"Don't forget about the field exam tomorrow." Quistis reminded.
"Oh yeah, we're all going on this one. Well, see you tomorrow." Squall waved as he opened the door.
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Squall walked into his apartment and immediately heard Rinoa's pop records playing very loudly and smelt something cooking. Squall hated pop, but it was starting to grow on him. Squall walked into the bedroom. He took off his boots, belts, gloves, and jacket and stored them neatly in the closet and unjunctioned his GFs onto his nightstand. He walked from the bedroom and to the kitchen. Rinoa was dancing around, singing into a spoon, not noticing Squall watching her.
Squall smiled as his girlfriend obliviously danced around in just her black shorts and black tank top. He walked over to the stereo and switched it off. "And I'm stronger than yesterday…" Rinoa sang. Rinoa stopped singing and turned around to face Squall. Her cheeks were rosy as she smiled.
Squall laughed lightly. "I'm home babe."
Rinoa dropped the spoon, ran to Squall, and wrapped her arms around him. "Squall! I missed you today, sweetie! I'm so glad you're home!"
Squall laughed. "What's gotten into you?"
"You know how I get after being rescued." Rinoa reminded.
Squall wrapped his arms around her. "Yeah, that's right." He started to passionately kiss her, out of nowhere. He had caught Rinoa off guard, but she adapted. Squall hands drifted down and grabbed Rinoa's ass. She jumped slightly in surprise.
"You're frisky today." Rinoa smiled.
"Yeah… what are you trying to cook?" Squall teased.
Rinoa pouted. "Trying… I'm cooking your dinner, mister. I'll have you know it's Chocobo Casserole."
"So, then… it can wait." Squall replied as swept Rinoa off her feet and into his arms.
Rinoa giggled. "Oh, so you want to go to the bedroom?"
"We don't have to go there just yet." He smiled.
Squall took Rinoa into the living room where he sat her down on the couch. Squall sat next to her and held her close with his arm around her waist. Their lips and tongues met and they started to kiss heavily once again. He started feeling up her shirt with his other hand. She broke from the kiss and moaned slightly as he kissed and nibbled on her neck. Squall's hand began to massage her breasts. His kisses and nibbles then went down to her shoulder.
Suddenly, a dink came from the kitchen. Rinoa came back into attention. "Squall, the casserole is done." Rinoa said to her lover. Squall sighed deeply and let Rinoa get up. She went into the kitchen to take the casserole out of the oven. Squall got off the couch to follow Rinoa. Rinoa placed the hot dish on top of the stove to cool and turned to see Squall leaning against the refrigerator.
"Smells like you didn't burn it this time." Squall teased.
Rinoa smiled at him. "It's usually your fault anyways." Rinoa put her palms together to pull of her oven mitts. From Squall's view, it looked as if her wrists were tied together. Squall was suddenly reminded of yesterday's rescue of Rinoa. Squall remembered how helpless she looked, how her breasts jutted out. Rinoa noticed Squall spacing out again. She took off her oven mitts and walked to him. She stood only two inches from his face and he was still stuck in thought.
"Squall." A voice penetrated through his mind. He came to attention quickly.
"Huh? What?" Squall said, startled.
"You were spacing out again. You did that yesterday was I was tied to that chair. Is something going on, hun?" Rinoa asked concernedly.
"Yeah, something is going on. Don't worry though, it's nothing bad." Squall answered.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Yeah, let's talk about it after dinner. Okay?"
Rinoa nodded in agreement.
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It was after dinner now. Squall was actually quiet satisfied with the meal. It had been his favorite when he was just a kid. Rinoa made is almost exactly how Edea did. She must have given the recipe to Rinoa.
Squall sat down in their armchair while Rinoa sat on his lap with her arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder. She gazed at him with her sparkling brown eyes. Squall's blue eyes still had a bit of coldness to them, but Rinoa's love has been warming up every part of him. "So, what do you want to talk about?" Rinoa asked.
Squall sighed deeply. "I've been kind of on edge all day. I thought something was wrong with me because of what happened yesterday. But, I talked to a friend and it turns out there isn't anything wrong with."
"I love you, but I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Yesterday… you were all… tied up and gagged…" Squall struggled to say.
"Yes?" Rinoa tried to get Squall to continue.
"Seeing you like that… turned me on." Squall finished.
Rinoa thought about it for a second. "So, seeing me tied up and gagged excited you?"
Squall's face got red. "Yes, it did."
Rinoa smiled. "Well, why didn't you say so? You thought something was wrong with that? Who did you talk to about this?" she questioned.
Squall felt relieved. "So, you don't think that's weird?"
Rinoa shrugged. "Squall, I love you and even though I don't quite understand this tied up thing, I trust you with my life and know you wouldn't ever do anything to hurt me. But if you want to try it, I'm willing to try it too."
Squall was breathless. Even through Rinoa didn't quite understand his bondage fetish; she was willing to do it. But then, Squall knew that she was the love of his life. "Rinoa, I love you."
Rinoa blushed. "Yeah, I know you do." They kissed once again. After a minute, their faces parted. "So, explain some things to me."
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Squall explained his meeting with Quistis and everything he learned from her. Rinoa seemed to absorb it better than he had and appeared to take some interest in bondage.
"So, she wanted you to tie her up?" Rinoa asked.
"Yeah, it was pretty much like rope tying training, except I was careful not to hurt her." Squall explained.
Rinoa's hand went up Squall's shirt and began rubbing his chest. "I see… so, what's on your mind right now, big boy?" Rinoa seductively smiled.
Squall smirked. "You… at my mercy… how does that sound to you?"
Rinoa licked her lips. "Squall, I am yours! Show me what bondage is." Squall held Rinoa in his arms and stood to his feet. He, with his lover, headed for the bedroom to play around with something that was new to both of them. What a night it was going be!