Wow, it's been quite a while since I last posted anything, and I apologize for it. Either way, the fact that this OFICCIALLY my first lemon chapter probably had something to do with it; as you can see, LMN refers to exactly that. Tell me what you think everyone!

Aren't You Gonna Turn Off the Light?

Vaan cautiously stepped through the open door. He had slipped the vial in his pants pocket, and was wondering what to do next. What would happen if he was to breathe its contents, let alone open the little bottle in the room, was far beyond his imaginings.

Or so he thought.

Slipping his shoes off near the door, he stepped into the kitchen where Penelo was busy preparing the meal for the evening. The sight of her slender back leapt into his eyes; she had changed from her red tube top to an even more revealing, low-cut tank top.

Vaan sat down in the chair, hands sweating.

"So, what's cookin'?" he asked gingerly.

"Oh, nothing special. Some clam chowder with bread slices and melted cheese. By the way, how hungry are you? Really hungry?" she looked back.

Vaan's eyes went straight to the opening in the side of the tank top. Even if it was a side-view, he could tell right away that a bra was definitely not something that she was wearing.

"Oh yeah..."

"Yeah? Well I'll have to get a little more than just clam chowder then. I'm pretty sure I had some salami in the cooler…" she trotted off into another room.

Vaan sighed and slumped back in his chair. Slipping his hand into his pocket, he pulled out the vial and rolled it around in his hand. He looked at it for a while.

"…..no. I won't…..I can't."

"Vaan! You in the mood for some cream cheese??" Penelo shouted.

"Huh!? Oh, uhh," he stuttered, and before he realized that he had fumbled the vial, Vaan was sitting over a pool of viscous potion.

"……...oh..."

"Hey, what was that?? Don't tell me you broke another glass."

"Don't worry, I got it!"

He was madly sweeping up the liquid with his socks, but knew it was already too late as he heard the footsteps coming from past the doorway. A glowing mist from the spilt potion rose from under him. Suddenly, Vaan felt his senses numb, and a ticklish feeling spread throughout his entire body.

"Uhhh, ohhhh..."

After a brief silence, Penelo walked in with a stick of salami in her hand. She looked at Vaan curiously and came up to his side. Holding up the salami, she pointed to him, then at the meat.

Her twinkling eyes stared into his.

"P…Penelo…?"

She began licking the stick tenderly, running her tongue along its sides. Stroking and purring, Penelo then wrapped her mouth around the meat and sucked rhythmically, the drips of saliva streaming down its length. She passionately kissed the tip and glanced back at the frozen teenager.

"uh….er.. mm…" Vaan stammered.

Penelo placed a finger on his lips as she sat on his thighs. Reaching down, she held Vaan's hand and lifted it up under her flimsy tank top. The teenager twitched as he felt the firm breasts at his fingertips.

He felt his control fading away.

Vaan slid a second hand in and lifted the shirt upwards to reveal Penelo's full splendor, and pushed his face in to suck on her already-stiffening nipples. Penelo breathed harder and harder as she held Vaan's head closer to her chest which he was licking all over. As he brought a hand down to softly knead one breast while he busily kissed the nipple of the other, Vaan could feel Penelo's twisting hip grinding her womanhood into his rigid member.

He peered up; Penelo's face mere inches away, her golden blonde hair swept about her shoulders, her cheeks and lips cherry pink, her love-filled eyes gazing into his. She smiled. With a sweep of passion he dove for her lips. The soft, wet sensation of a deep kiss filled his body. Tongues intertwined, muffled moans of pleasure broken only by the brief gasps for air.

Penelo was pressing herself against his taut penis even harder. Vaan slid his hands down the back of her pants and felt her smooth rear all over, and with it, Penelo dropped her hands down to his fly. Unfastening his pants in one swift motion, she fondled Vaan's twitching erection, first from over his boxers, and then slipped her hand further to feel directly. Sharp surges of euphoria raced through Vaan's veins with each throbbing motion of Penelo's tender grip.

"Nnnnn…aaah…" Vaan gasped, unclamping his wet lips from hers.

He felt the pre cum trickle out from the tip, and to his bewilderment, Penelo suddenly pulled out his member and licked the head clean of his fluid.

Every muscle in his lower half tensed as a torrent of sexual bliss rushed through it. Her mouth slid up and down Vaan's shaft, the occasional slurp of saliva driving the teenager further into a state of animal lust. He loved it, he wanted it, he needed it, but what he yearned for the most was to be in her; to become one.

Vaan abruptly hoisted Penelo onto the table, her surprised expression accompanied by a giggle of satisfaction. Plates and cups alike went crashing onto the kitchen floor. He swiftly removed her pants to reveal her pink petals, glistening with warm fluid. Tearing off his own pants, Vaan did not think twice when he brought his throbbing cock to Penelo's slit, and proceeded to drive himself as far as he could into her depths.

Penelo let out a squeal of excitement. Clutching onto the table edges, she called his name time and time again as he forced his thrusts harder and faster. Sweat dripped from every pore. With the scent of sex sloshing from Penelo's womanhood overpowering his senses, Vaan quickened his pace even more. She howled as her back arched and the climax consumed her; the sweat-drenched skin twitching.

Still pounding, Vaan leant over and for the second time, engaged Penelo in a fierce Rozarrian kiss; their tongues wrestled and twined with renewed vigor. The irresistible pangs of climax shot through his penis, and with it, he thrust as hard as he could for the final stretch. Penelo seemed to sense it as well and shot a hand down to her clit, aggressively rubbing it as to coax out yet another orgasm.

Closer…closer…closer; the ecstasy of the moment flooded the couple as he gave one final push…

"Vaan! Hey! What's wrong with you??" a slightly panicked Penelo shouted.

The teenager blinked his eyes open.

"HUH!?? What!? What's happening??"

"I was asking you," she scolded, hands at her hips. "Whether or not you want cream cheese with your salami or not. Instead you totally fall asleep on me! You sure you're getting enough rest lately?"

Cold sweat trickled down from Vaan armpits. Deep inside, he felt he had committed an unforgivable crime. He knew he had done so on many a night, but this time, the fantasy was too real; Vaan could even feel a little moist spot in his boxers where he nearly released. He looked down. The vial was still lying peacefully in his cupped hand.

"I dunno…" Vaan fumbled for words. "I haven't been able to sleep well recently so…I think that has something to do with it."

Penelo sighed. "If you're that tired then…I guess tonight's not a good time…" she trailed off.

"…for what?"

The shy sky pirate simply turned to the kitchen counter and prepared the rest of the meal, ignoring Vaan's questioning stare.

The dinner was eaten quietly, as neither raised their voice above the occasional "can you pass me" or "are you gonna eat that". The chilled atmosphere of it all disturbed Vaan greatly, but Penelo's previous words, even more so.

"...tonight's not a good time…" The phrase lingered in his mind.

Inevitably, lights out hour in Rabanastre came around, and with it, time for sleep. Vaan finished switching off the lights in their flat and tip-toed into the bedroom, where a single bedside lamp was lit. The warm light filled the room with a deep orange glow. He looked at the sheets, recalling his little dream at the dinner table.

"Seems like it's the bathtub for me tonight," he thought, shaking his head of imaginations of what would happen if he were to stay.

Vaan opened the small cabinet across the room and pulled out a couple of new bed sheets and a pillow. Folding everything over his shoulder, he started toward the bathroom; he had made up his mind.

"Where are you going?" asked Penelo, coming out of the doorway in front of him. She was dressed in a silky white nightgown; something Vaan didn't remember her having.

"Oh…it's just that I thought I might sleep better if I was somewhere a little more cozy…I mean, it's not like the bed isn't but I thought I'd try out the tub….you know, just to see…"

She gave him an awkward look.

"You know what, never mind." Vaan took a step forward.

"Wait…" Penelo put a hand on his chest, freezing him in his tracks. "Do you really have to sleep there tonight?"

"Wha…..what do you mean?"

"Well it's something that I really want to…make clear."

Vaan's heartbeat skyrocketed.

"…sure. I'll stay." He whispered.

The two made their way to the cot, exchanging glances. Sitting down, Vaan placed the jumble cloth to the side and looked up at her.

"So…what is it that you want to tell me?"

"It's a bit more than that actually…" She turned to face the nervous teenager.

"What?"

Penelo let her gown drop to the floor, her skin bronzed by the mellow light. Underneath was simply a bath towel. Vaan leaned back, wide-eyed.

The two stared at each other for a while, breathing slowly.

"Hey Vaan…" Penelo spoke at last. "Aren't you gonna turn off the light?"