Summary: Laura was just your average woman, until a freak accident involving her television set, the Advent Children dvd, and lightning strike transported her to Gaia. And that's only the beginning of the story!
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own FFVII or Advent Children. Just a single copy of the movie. Now put the pitchforks and torches away.
Queen's Quornor: Two chapters in one day. Wow, and I've got two more still waiting in the wings, not to mention the ones I haven't even written yet! Jeez, I hate it when the documents aren't accepted. Then I'm stuck doing things like this! Anyway, I'm 99.9 certain that this is something we all have wanted to do to our bosses at least once in our lives. However, I would not advise doing so unless you've already been hired for another job. The reference following a stunt like this is bound to ruin your chances. Yes, I am fully aware that Kadaj is probably the least likely of the Final Fantasy characters to want marriage (aside from Loz, that is). However, I am not working with the insane, Jenova-devoted Kadaj from the end of the movie. If Reno and other assorted non-marriage characters can get hitched, then so can Kadaj. Review please!!! Tell me what job you'd like to see Kadaj in! Extreme sports? Demolition? Music industry? Fast food? Tell me, because it's kinda important later on in the fic!
I've Always Wanted To Do This...
The phone was ringing.
Just shut the fuck up already. I'm in bed with my man, and I'm happy, and I have just spent the past few hours screwing. Leave me alone.
The telephone was not telepathic this morning.
Laura grumbled incoherently, hearing her complaining echoed by her silver-haired lover, and reached arm out for the bedroom phone. However, she could not reach close enough. So she dragged herself nearer to the edge of the bed, partially hindered by the limb wound around her waist. Just before the fifth ring ended, she managed to bring the reciever to her ear. "Hello?"
"Kerrington! Why aren't you at work?!"
Her boss' voice was a jarring shock to her senses. Laura glanced at the digital clock beside the phone, vaguely remembering that she had hit the snooze alarm at some point. Maybe it was more than once... The red numerals read 10:56 am.
Four hours late. Well, after last night, do you blame me?
"Kerrington, I asked you a question!" That bellow was enough to rouse her lover, who slipped his other arm around her and pressed a hot kiss to her nape in greeting.
"Would you like an honest answer, Mr. Harris?" she inquired sweetly, relaxing back against Kadaj's chest. I have been wanting to do this for a good long time, now.
"Of course I want an honest answer, Kerrington!"
"Who is it?" Kadaj murmured, sliding his hands up her body to cup her breasts.
Laura exhaled softly, feeling her banked arousal spike. "Just my boss, Mr. Harris." To the phone, she said "I'm laying in bed with the man I love. We spent all of last night fucking each others' brains out not just in said bed, but also up against the walls and in the apartment window where all of New York City could see us. And I am fairly certain that I am going to get screwed senseless yet again in a few minutes, now that he is awake." She threw a wink at Kadaj, who grinned and rolled her onto her back, moving down her body and beginning to eat her out. Laura, just to make her boss squirm, narrated. "Oh yes, baby. Lick my clit. Oooo, that's good. Get your fingers in there. Yeah, baby, just like that. Lick faster, dammit!" She kept her voice low and husky, wanting to make absolutely certain that the man on the other end of the line was fire-engine red. He was of a prudish, Victorian nature that had her and the other employees convinced that he had not screwed his wife in any of the decades following their marriage. It was almost a running score around the office, keeping track of how many times they cold embarrass their boss with sex-related comments and off-color jokes. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" She arched her hips up and let out a shriek that sounded exactly like something straight out of a triple-X rated porn video, directly into the phone. "YES!!!"
"Kerrington!" Harris squeaked. "If you do not come in, I will be forced to terminate your position!"
She smiled lazily, feeling a hot, wet tongue slither around her clit. "He's licking my pussy, Mr. Harris."
"You are a skilled artist and a good judge of what will sell to the public. Do not make me fire you, because I will if you continue with this." She could practically hear him sweating.
"Oh baby! Don't stop!" Kadaj had moved up her body and was currently sucking at her nipples. "Not too fast, baby. I dont' want to cum before you shove that enormous cock into my tight little pussy."
"Kerrington!"
"I'll be in to pick up my stuff later, Harris. I quit." She dropped the phone back on its cradle right in the middle of his enraged, sputtering rant, focusing her attention exclusively on her lover. "Now... Where were we?"
Kadaj grinned and moved his hips against hers, rubbing the head of his cock against her slit. "I believe I was about to shove my enormous cock into your tight little pussy."
"Ah yes. I remember now. As you were, then." She sighed as she felt her walls expanding around him, their hips fitting snugly against each other, as perfectly as ever.
God, I missed this. He's my first and my only. And he's so damn good at this. "I love you," she whispered against his lips. "I love you so much."
"I love you too." He rolled onto his back, letting her take control of the pace. "Never leave me, Laura. Stay with me forever."
She balanced herself on her knees, leaning back and moving her hips up and down. "Yes, Kadaj. Oh god, yes! I'll never leave you again!"
He sucked his breath in. "Laura...The mirror..."
She twisted around, and realized that her bedroom mirror was in the perfect position to reflect what was going on in the bed.
A lightbulb came on above her head.
"Kadaj, I need you to sit up." He obeyed, propping himself up against the black metal of the headboard with a naughty glint in his eyes. A hot kiss was exchanged, then she raised herself and turned around until her back was facing him.
Now they both could watch the mirror, watch his cock slipping in and out of her opening, slick and shiny with her juices. It was a portrait of sinful debauchery, and both of them moaned at the sight.
"Laura..." He grabbed one of her hands and put it atop her open, dripping slit. "Touch... I wanna see..."
She obliged him, pinching, pressing, and rubbing her clip and lips. "Oh god..."
The combination of visual and sensual stimulation was simply too much. Laura threw her head back and arched her spine, the orgasm overwhelming her. She heard Kadaj growl something indecipherable, then fell back against his chest in sensual exhaustion as his seed filled her once more.
They lay together for uncounted moments, just enjoying each others' warmth and presence. Then Kadaj pressed a kiss to Laura's temple. "Laura, I know there's an age difference between us. And I know you'll have to be the one supporting us for awhile, but..."
Oh my god. Is he saying what I think he's saying?
"I don't want people to look down on us. So... Will you marry me?"
She twisted her head around to look at him, disbelieving of her own ears. "Are you serious?"
He turned his head away. "I'm sorry. If you don't want..."
"I didn't mean it like that, Kadaj." She tipped his head until their eyes met, a position that she considered worth it despite the pain it caused her spine. "You just caught me off-guard, that's all. I do want to marry you, more than anything."
The yellow-green windows of his soul grew wide, and he kissed her softly, lovingly. The kiss melted her heart, and she lay down against him when it was finished with a content sigh. Kadaj's hands wandered to her stomach once more, resting atop their child possessively. He chuckled softly.
"Never would've believed that I'd ever get married," he commented. "Never believed any woman would have me."
"You're my cross to bear, Kadaj. But it's a burden I accept willingly. Happily, in fact."
"I'll be more than dead-weight, Laura. I'll get a job, a good job, so you won't have to work anymore." He sighed. "What kind of wedding do you want?"
Laura slid her hands down to cover his. Mine. My man. Our baby. "First, we'll need to go ring shopping. I need an engagement ring, to prove I'm no longer up for grabs. Then we need to decide on a date and a location."
"No churches. I don't want to get married in a church."
Guilty over Aerith's church, eh? I can see why.
"No churches," she agreed. "There are plenty of other suitable places to get married. Just a matter of finding them."
"What about the date?"
"How would you feel about a summer wedding?"
"No problem with it."
"We also need to plan our honeymoon. And decide on a guest list."
Kadaj laughed. "I bet that'll mostly belong to you. I don't know anyone here."
Laura smiled. "That is easily remedied. We just need to get you out and about, that's all."
"And how are we going to pay for all this? You just quit your job."
"I have money put away. Besides, I have another job already lined up, with a better salary than that stuffed-shirt bastard was paying me. I work in advertising, and my concepts are more original than most of my competitors would think of. So we can afford as big a wedding as we want, no problem."
Although frankly, I'd be just as happy with running down to the courthouse or city hall and getting hitched via public official. But we're only doing this once. Gotta do it right.
She smiled, and laughed as something popped into her head. Kadaj nuzzled the top of her head. "Gil for your thoughts."
"Just thinking about what my friends' reactions are going to be when they meet you."