A/N: Ladys' sexytimes ahead. Read at your own risk. Also, side note - I realise the setting is unusual, but hey, it's Final Fantasy world, so anything goes, right? :)
"Welcome to my secret bandit's lair," Fang grinned.
Astonished, Lightning looked around the room they had entered. The area seemed spacious, since it was nearly empty - it had no furniture save for an impressive bed with a couple of bedside tables, a shelf and what looked like a fully equipped weapon rack in the corner. Placed all around the room in their stands, candles were the only light source, their flames creating a continuous dance of light and shadows, reflecting on the roughly cut stone walls and making it appear as if the room was made out of crystal.
"Pros of being a leader, huh? A bed? Things must be tough around here," Lightning teased, but Fang didn't seem to be abashed by the sarcastic remark in the slightest.
"Haven't seen the best part of it yet, Saviour. C'mere," still not letting go of Lightning's hand, Fang continued to lead them farther into the room, towards yet another entrance and a small hallway leading them into the next area. As soon as Lightning followed Fang's suit and stepped over the porch, a wall of hot air and steam hit her.
"What...is this place?" she managed to choke out.
The room seemed to be about the same size as the bedroom, and illuminated with candles the same way, but there were no furniture in this room at all, in fact there was nothing in it apart from a large, square pool, carved right into the white stone floor and filled to the brim with water. Because of the scanty lighting and the thin clouds of steam that hung in the air it was impossible to tell just how deep it was - the water in the pool looked almost black, but it was visibly moving, as if the pool itself was in the middle of running water flow. Confused, Lightning was just about to ask where the water is coming from, before noticing a steady stream pouring through one of the openings in the far back wall, filling the pool and flowing away through another gap in the opposite wall.
Lightning had always accepted Fang to be utterly unpredictable, so she didn't even try to imagine where her hostess is going to lead her - yet seeing all this had left her speechless anyway.
Fang, on the other hand, looked very pleased with herself.
"Not bad, eh?" she boomed, raising her eyebrows suggestively.
"Not bad?! How is this even possible? Did you order to make this?" Judging by the temperature in the room, the water must be scalding hot. How could this even be real and how does Fang always to manage to get herself in situations like this?
"Kidding me? I like to kill stuff, not make it!" Fang laughed. "Have you seen any of the ruins yet? Let me tell ya straight, those places are not made by mere men. I stumbled across this little gem shortly after moving in, so thought mighta use it. No idea why, but the water's icy cold during the daytime. Who knows who created them - gods, fal'Cie, don't really care." Smirking and turning to Lightning, she added, "Maybe we're even using Barthandelus's own secret hideout, at least that's what I love to think."
Lightning snorted a laughter at a ridiculous statement. "You really do think big sometimes, don't you, Fang?"
"Sure, yeah," the huntress stood in front of Lightning and slowly wrapped her arm around the shorter woman's waist. "Now...call me impatient, but as you well know, we don't have a lot of time on our hands, right?" she breathed.
Slowly reaching up with her free hand, Fang gently unsheathed the sword from Lightning's armour and unceremoniously placed it against the wall. Lightning felt her muscles tense up for a moment - she hated when anyone touched her weapons without a permission, but she decided to let it slide this time...and it was getting increasingly difficult to worry about swords when Fang's lips were leaving a fiery trail of kisses along Lightning's jawline, and strong fingers were running up and down her mostly bare back. The sensation seemed to hasten her already elevated heart rate, making her hiss in delight. Lightning felt herself being pushed against the wall, as Fang closed in to whisper in her ear, still not letting go of Lightning's waist, fingertips slowly stroking along her flanks.
"You mentioned you have to leave at six, and you will, Saviour, promise - we all have our own jobs to take care of," Fang's already deep voice seemed to have lowered even more, dripping with desire. "But I know how you can get. Always over-thinking everything, never letting go, eh? So..." she stopped talking for a moment to nip at Lightning's earlobe, then continued, "I have only one favour to ask of you... Forget about the world just for now. It's not gonna die if you do. In here, there's only you and me. For the next few hours, Saviour...you're all mine, and by all gods, Lightning...I want you..."
The possessive tone Fang used and bare admission of her desire seemed to resonate with Lightning's very essence deep within her, causing shivers of pleasure run down all along her spine. She reached out, grabbing Fang by the sari and dragging the taller woman's body even closer, locking their lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Lightning felt Fang's nimble fingers unbuckling the straps of her armour, and, without stopping to kiss her, Fang had managed to strip Lightning of her heavy shoulder guards, cape and gloves, earning a soft sigh from the thankful Saviour.
"Still don't get it how can you walk around in all those things," Fang chuckled after breaking their kiss and backing up a little bit. Lightning felt her face burning, more from the fire somewhere within her rather than the hot air of the room. Fang locked her eyes with Lightning's as she slid the sari over her shoulder, unbuckled the belt and let the garment slide off her body, pooling under her feet. Fang smirked, and in one more swift motion the black top covering her breasts was taken off. Lightning's throat went dry. It truly did feel like the rest of the world disappeared in that moment, and Lightning found herself unable to keep her eyes on anything else apart from Fang's body. She looked marvelous. Slowly, Lightning reached out and relished the unexpected chance to touch another human being with her bare fingers for the first time in centuries. She gently ran her trembling fingertips along Fang's eyebrow, down across her cheek, lining over the collarbone, finally stroking over the brunette's firm breast, cupping it and rolling her thumb over the hard nipple, causing Fang to sigh audibly and bite on her own lip. The woman's skin was so soft Lightning found herself to be afraid to touch it too roughly and hurt her, since she couldn't exactly be sure just how her new powers are going to manifest themselves in a situation like this. Fang, on the other hand, didn't seem to be concerned at all, as she reached out and started removing Lightning's breastplate - the heaviest piece of armour that Lightning could swear to have tripled in weight in the last few minutes. As the armour fell clattering on the floor, Fang took her chance and cupped Lightning's face in both of her hands.
"You're so beautiful, Light," she breathed and kissed her pink-haired lover slowly. Ever since their very first kiss all those centuries ago Lightning hadn't stopped being surprised at how unexpectedly gentle Fang was - something one would hardly guess judging by her rather rough upbringing and attitude towards life in general. It had taken the soldier off guard back then, but now she cherished the way it felt being back in Fang's arms.
Lightning let her eyes slide shut, as she felt Fang kissing the side of her neck, nipping at it gently, huntress's fingers never stopping stroking her naked torso. It felt wonderful, and Lightning wrapped her arms around Fang's waist, enfolding the taller woman in an embrace. The simple touch, skin sliding against naked skin, was overloading Lightning's body with sensations, and she felt her heart beating synchronously with the steady pulsing between her legs. Every kiss, every lick of their tongues, every nip on the pale, sensitive skin seemed to stoke the fiery desire inside of her, spreading to every single cell of Lightning's body. To make matters even more heated, Fang started playing with her lover's breasts, cupping them and squeezing lightly, pinching at the nipples. Lightning couldn't suppress a moan any more, she needed Fang to touch her, now. Still keeping her back against the wall, Lightning pushed her hips forward in hope to receive the contact she so desperately craved for, only to get a devilish chuckle from Fang.
"Oh, no you don't, Saviour," Fang suddenly backed off and flashed a smile, seductively licking her bottom lip. Oh, Etro, help me, how does she...
Perplexed by the sudden loss of having her arms full of naked Fang, Lightning continued to stand unmoving against the wall, gawking as her lover swiftly removed the rest of the clothing and lowered herself in the pool. Backing up against the farthest wall of the pool, she spread her arms along the edges of the basin. The water line splashed just below Fang's breasts, so the pool wasn't as deep as Lightning had thought before.
"Well, come on then, don't just stand there, get your butt in the water! This isn't going to be as fun with only me in here, trust me on that one!" Fang chuckled, clearly amused. With a deep sigh, Lightning pushed herself off the wall and stripped with such haste she was sure she ripped some part of her clothing in the process. Noticing the small stone staircase leading into the pool, she braced herself and started immersing her body in the water. It truly was very, very hot, but as soon as Lightning's feet hit the bottom, involuntary sigh of pleasure tore from her lips. It felt like her body was on fire inside and out, tingling ligthly at every splash of water around her.
Fang smiled. "Told ya," she chuckled and moved closer to Lightning. "Now...where were we..." The pool was so large Fang had to make three full steps to reach Lightning's side, so the Saviour was more than happy to reach out and offer her a hand, just to get her lover back into her arms as soon as possible.
"You were in the middle of frustrating me and testing my patience, bandit," Lightning shot with mock irritation in her voice, which only seemed to amuse Fang even more.
"Hey, that's boss to ya!" laughing, Fang reminded.
"Shut up," Lightning growled, taking the brunette by the waist and pulling her close. They kissed, slowly and vehemently, and Lightning felt the desire spreading through her whole being with double intensity. Wrapping her arms around Fang, she ran her fingers all along Fang's back, digging her nails into the sensitive, water-heated skin none too gently. She couldn't even imagine how intense that must have felt, and as if answering Fang let out a long, needy moan.
"Ahhh...yeah, right...point taken," Fang panted, kissing Lightning again and pushing her leg between the shorter woman's thighs, making her whimper in pleasure. Breathing heavily, Lightning accepted the contact, but it felt like the throbbing between her legs was only getting more intense. Fang was still toying with her, and, as if proving the point, the huntress bit down and sucked on Lightning's neck, earning another loud whimper. This was getting unbearable.
"Fang...ahh...please..." panting, Lightning managed to choke out. Fang lifted her head and looked into Lightning's eyes, flashing the most innocent grin. A moment later, Lightning felt herself being held by the waist and lifted out of the water. Taken aback by the sudden movement, she didn't even manage to fully appreciate her situation - she was now perched on the very edge of the pool, with legs on either side of Fang. Leaning back against the floor with her arms, Lightning shot down a confused look at still grinning Fang. Before she could even think anything further, the world around her suddenly exploded...or at least it seemed that way, as she felt Fang's tongue slowly starting to move through the sensitive folds between her legs.
Oh, gods...yes...
Lightning threw her head back and didn't even try to suppress a moan; arching her back, she placed her left leg over Fang's shoulder, heel digging into the huntress's back, seemingly inviting the lover to come even closer. Every lick, every soft peck, every swirl of Fang's tongue seemed to destroy Lightning's all coherent thoughts one by one, leaving only physical pleasure to build up in her body. Lightning realised she had even lost all sense of time and space - it could have been hours since she stepped into this room with Fang, and, strangely, she had stopped caring about time. Whimpering loudly, Lightning reached out and let her fingers run through her lover's unruly, dark hair, messing it up even more in the process.
Ahhh...how do you even...do...that...
It felt like her body had gained a mind of its own, completely ignoring any commands Lightning might give to it, driven by pure lust and savouring everything Fang was doing to it. She realised she won't be able to hold out long like this much longer, and just as Lightning felt her spine to tense up so badly she was afraid it's going to snap, something deep inside of her gave away with the intensity of an explosion, creating a mass of soothing, white light. Lightning forgot how to breathe. With every ripple of her orgasm she felt the light spreading further through the whole body, filling it up and making her feel completely weightless.
She smiled softly, then gave in and let the white light swallow her completely.