Author's Note: So my laptop announced its retirement date. I have a replacement on the way but decided to update in advance of its arrival since I was close to having the chapter done.

I'm planning the next chapter to be the last, but depending on length it may be split into two.

Chapter 6: Thirst

- A FEW DAYS AGO-

Knock knock.

"Waitamoment, come in."

"Amodar, you have a minute -oh."

Stepping into the room, she noticed two unknown men sitting in front of Amodar. Eying their shoulders, she saluted.

"Sirs!"

"At ease."

One of the men made eye contact with her, as he said, "You're the person from the demo footage."

She kept silent, eyes focused on the speaker.

"Ahh yes, the person wielding a gunblade of all weapons. Erm, Sergeant…"

"Farron, sir."

"Yes, Sergeant Farron. Good technique. Did you take lessons in Eden?"

"I did."

His eyes lighted up in appreciation.

"And your instructor…. Was she called Nabaat?"

Light paused, surprised at his accuracy, "Yes, Major Jihl Nabaat taught my class."

The other man spoke up, flicking stray hairs from his face, "It's Colonel now." Leaning backwards, he continued to make eye contact with Light, but said nothing else.

"Yes… it's a shame you were not at the scrimmage yesterday. Of course, we'd welcome you anytime in the Cavalry, an opportunity to show your capabilities in person."

"With all due respect General, that sounds like you're offering a location change for Sergeant Farron here," Amodar interrupted. Winking at Light, he said, "…Can't have my best soldier shipped off to the skies."

Earning a chuckle from the men, General Raines said, "An open invitation, if you choose."

"Thank you, sir."

Glancing at the clock, General Raines stated, "It's time to take our tour. Pleasure meeting you, Sergeant."

"I will join you shortly, General."

Saluting back, Light waited for the two men to leave the room, before turning her attention to Amodar.

What was that all about?

"I thought you were back tomorrow. Did something happen?"

"No! …no. Not that I'm aware of."

Amodar looked at Light, scanning her face for any details.

"Did you two have a good time off?"

"We did. You can call Serah for the full runthrough."

Chuckling, Amodar said, "I'll take you up on the offer."

Walking towards the door, Amodar reached for the handle, before being stopped.

"Amodar, why is the Cavalry here? I thought PSICOM was coming over."

He turned around, lowering his voice, "They're snooping around Euride and Pulse Vestige. Said they picked up a couple of abnormal signals."

"But we didn't have anything like that picked up. Don't know where they're getting their source from."

He continued, "Don't worry about it. I want you to focus on you and Serah, and keep out of trouble."

Walking away, leaving Light to her thoughts.

The burner phone vibrated in her pocket. Quickly making her way to a quiet spot, she opened the app.

A new message appeared in the notifications.

Pressing on the screen, the chat appeared, along with a photo.

Soft, pale skin was in the focus, a hint of thighs within the frame. At the junction, there were her fingers with her palm up, displaying a string of clear syrupy wetness in between each finger.

The text after was a simple "I missed you. Come see me again."

Firing off a response, "Since you asked so nicely… I can't refuse seeing you come again."

She put away the phone, her mind on savoring the photo for later.

Another day, another empty place.

Light wondered if Serah was avoiding her again. Ever since the trip, Light thought they were doing fine, but she observed a change in her behavior.

…I thought we were getting close. But now… we're back to the same place.

Padding up the stairs to go to bed, she heard a soft noise coming from her door. Serah's back?

The door was ajar, a thin crack noting that it was not shut. The noise seemed more sensual, with rustling of sheets in the background.

Gently prodding the door open, Light was about to call out, but the sound stuck in her throat -

Serah's legs were spread, hips vigorously dipping up and down the bed, as the rest of her body was up straight. And she was naked, only her panties stuck under her knees.

Moaning, Serah fell forward, adjusting against something on her front.

Light spotted a corner being rubbed and grinded on, the movement rippling across the plump cheeks. The bed squeaked the faster she pressed and smeared her wanton clit and lips against the pillow.

Over by the door, Light was transfixed on the scene in front, Serah eagerly riding the pillow desperate to satiate her core.

It's not too late. Close the door and pretend it never happened.

Her hand brushed over the fabric, palming and rubbing against her cock, matching every wanton shake of those exquisite cheeks in her view, digging into the pillow underneath.

Every thrust up, Light was able to peek at soft pink slit, topped with a puckered hole, slightly deeper in color than the rest of her skin. They both disappear from view as they humped against the cover, legs splayed wide with every touch and grind.

Light couldn't help herself and pulled down the front, releasing her erection. Squeezing around the meat, she slowly pumped her hand up and down, settling around the crown. A quick few jerks, and Light covered her mouth, muffling any sound that may alert Serah of another presence.

She saw legs shake as a groan echoed throughout the room - her hips stilled, stiff and deeply straddled around the pillow.

"Yes, feels so good," She repeated in airy moans, catching breaths in between words.

"More, more!"

Oh fuck!

Light stared as a finger slid inside, slowly, as slick lips enveloped and sleeved all the way. Her hips drove and grinded against the pleasure, her mouth continuously letting out moans from fingering herself.

Squelch, squelch, squelch, increasing in frequency, as Serah hilted on two fingers, parting damp lips even further, displaying her flushed petals as she rested on her upper body. She let out a slow groan as her head touched the bed.

Light's dick was twitching, pre-cum leaking from the vigorous rubbing. Rolling her fingers around the crown over and over as she watched Serah resting in position. A trail of her nectar seeped out from the eager and clenching hole. Her thighs shook in response to the sensation.

Shit, you need to leave.

As quiet as she could be, Light stepped away from Serah's room, and headed to the bathroom. Shutting the door, flesh twitching as hands tugged at her pants, drawing them down to the floor. With one foot, she pushed them away, and widened her stance, hovering over the toilet.

Bent over, she placed a hand in front of her as she jerked off, strokes becoming erratic. She squeezed her eyes shut, groaning out puffs of air, narrowing her focus on her hand and how exquisite the feeling was.

"Pound me more, I'm so wet for you," She pleaded, jerking her hips-

Fingers easily slotting inside, coming out dipped and wet. Hilting back and forth, the honey dripped from the quim down, pooling at her palm.

It would be so easy.

So easy to brush her hand aside, spread her folds. Tease them and have her ready and writhing underneath her.

To pin her down or prop her up, sinking inside her. Rutting balls deep as she worked her over, noisy squelches calling out her need to be filled. Her lower mouth eagerly milking her erection, humping against her lap instead of the pillow.

At her other mouth, she'd be screaming her name-

"Light, LightLightLight," Her words jumbling together, matching the speed of her undulating hips.

"Serah... ahh, Serah! I'm close," She panted out, her cock veiny and twitching.

Coaxing her balls, Light switched back to stroking, the movement frantic as the heat coiled and built up in her gut.

Dipping back in, she thrusted her hips, cushioning against soft flesh, keeping her dick hilted as she came inside.

Splashes of cum landed on the lid, and around the bowl, the tip of her cock dripping in white. Gripping her base, she steadied against the toilet, intending to not make any more of a mess.

Slowly stroking her meat, she waited for it to finish spilling, lost in her thoughts.

Nothing's working. Why am I still lusting after Serah?

Sighing, her eyes landed on the mirror, staring at herself. Turnig on the faucet, she scrubbed her hands clean.

She can't know. Never.

Wait. There is one more thing...

At the corner of the mirror, she saw her pants crumpled into a pile when she pushed it away. Turning to pick them up again, she found the spare phone in the back pocket.

Opening the app, there were a few new functions from the last text.

Looked like her friend had the same idea. Scrolling down, she blushed at the various options being offered.

"if you're up for it, I want both of us feeling good." The text read, along with another audio file.

Bareback too... I suppose anything instead of something I'll regret.

Only a couple of months more. You need to hold out until then.

Replying in the chat, Light set a date for the next meeting, opting in some of the new offerings.