A/N: It took a little doing, but here is chapter five. I hope you like it as much as I do. Sorry it took a day or so extra, than planned. I might not have a new chapter until after Tuesday. Got some stuff I need to do. Take Care, Enjoy.
21: Kiss
Perfection…
Dark hair tousled, flung carelessly over a pillow, eyes brushed with a gentle blue color, a natural occurring change of skin tone as if she needed extra flamboyance to attract her mate. If that wasn't enough, a beauty mark below her right eye.
Lightning felt warmth grow in her chest as she gazed down at a sleeping huntress, tracing her lovers features with eager blue eyes
The line of her nose, unmarred, straight, appropriately sized, not too small or too large. Lips, lush, inviting…
That warmth spread through from her chest, pooling into her stomach, quickening her pulse. She leaned in drawing a hand to caress perfectly soft lips, tracing the bow of her lovers mouth. Her breath catching as a pink tongue caressed sensitive fingertips. Surprised she pulled fingers away to look closer at Fang.
Was she asleep still? Had that simply been a reaction to the tickle her caress may have caused? Pink brows drew upward as she tried to decipher if Fang was once again playing with her, sometimes it was hard to tell.
To be sure Lightning placed the tip of an index finger on Fang's upper lip and slowly drew it downward, the pad of her finger pulling on her lovers bottom lip. The gentle heat that she felt when gazing upon her lover suddenly multiplied. Full lips parted and Fang pulled her finger in, raking teeth against the digit's pad. Lightning pulled her hand back creating a faint popping noise at the suction Fang had, had upon her finger.
"You are a naughty woman Oerba Yun Fang." She would have liked to say that with out the arousal in her voice, but Lightning didn't know how to hide that particular tone.
"Are ya gonna tease me all mornin or kiss me?" Fang asked opening sparkling green eyes, as her usual salacious smile slid across her lips.
"I wasn't teasing." Lightning replied.
"Coulda fooled me." Fang grinned back stretching up for her kiss.
"I know ya wanna." Fang purposefully lowered her voice, knowing what it did to her lover.
"Ya think my lips are sexeh." She emphasized her accent on the last word, drawing it out to make the blush on Lightnings cheeks all the more deep.
"They are." Lightning admitted through the hot fire on her face. Fang kissed the air trying to entice her lover to respond only getting a laugh and a shove back for her efforts.
"They are good, not mesmerizing." Lightning said getting a noise from her tall warrior.
"Mesmerizing eh!" Fang grabbed Lightnings arm and leg jerking her into the center of the bed startling a noise of protest from her wife as she centered her body, so neither of them fell off when she rolled onto her. Knees resting at Lightnings hips, hands coming to just above her shoulders as Fang leaned forward.
"I can be that too." She said confidently. Lightning felt the strain on her eyes as Fang invaded close personal space, the temparature around them growing as Fang set out to prove herself true. Lips brushed Lightnings fine as silk, warm and sweet like honey. On a normal day she found Fang's lips rather inviting... now when she was suppose to resist, she found them down right irrisistable. The head she felt curling in her chest and stomach intensified as Fang slowly nuzzled, licked, nibbled, and caressed her mouth with eager lips and tongue. Doing her utmost to deliver on her boast.
Small hands came to the huntresses chest and for a brief moment Fang felt her brace and try to push her off, Fang softly groaned and pushed back but the fight didnt last long. She redoubled her efforts parting Lightnings lips with her tongue and pulling Lightnings bottom lip in so she could suckle it. Small hands began to relax, the tension in them leaving.
Fang grinned, her wife's interest would be her downfall.
The huntress was slow with her motions, teasing, and tempting, she knew that her pink haired wife burned slow in the beginning and to get her really hungry, it took time, and dedication. Lightning had to be worked up into a heated passion, especially when resisting these urges, giving Fang all the time in the world to draw her lovers desires up.
A soft breath escaped Lightning as her lips parted with Fangs generous encouragement.
"Ah! Fang said feeling a surge of gratification. Even when Lightning closed her lips again she knew she was already winning the battle. That is until Lightnings arms strengthened again.
"No!" Fang said pushing back down on her wife's arms.
"You have to let me kiss you for this ta work, Sunshine." Her wife's rich laughter filled the space of their bedroom, Fang chuckled with her and they settled again.
"No cheating my love." Fang said pressing her forehead against Lightning's brow and giving her a gentle kiss.
"Mmnh." Light sighed licking her lips. "It's cheating to defend myself?" Again Fang's low chuckle shivered over her.
"Yea, but its good to know you want to defend… Im winnin."
Fang was shocked as strong arms suddenly went rigid and she found herself sitting up as far away from her end goal as she had ever been.
"Now ya gonna get it!" She growled locking her own arms over Lightnings elbows and pulling until they gave, their chests bumping as she crashed down upon her miscreant wife. Lightning tried to twist out from under her, but Fang twisted her back and used strong hands on her lovers shoulders to hold her pinned to the bed.
Lightning wore her own version of a wolfs smile giving Fang pause. The huntress afraid she had become hunted, took in their surroundings, looking back over her shoulder to be safe, wondering why it was Light had that particular grin for. It got a laugh from her pinned partner.
"Your winning? You look a bit nervous to me oh great Huntress." Lightning said, not at all minding the weight and press of her beloved wife.
"You sneak." Fang retorted leaning back again over Lightnings body.
"Are you worried I will win this game?" Fang covered her wife, her lips once again brushing Lightnings own as she spoke. Her breath warm against her lovers skin.
"I like it when you win…" Lightning admitted enjoying the intrigue in green eyes and the sensual smile that came with it.
"you like it when you have to earn it." Fangs jaw dropped as surprise caused green eyes to go wide, never had she expected that Lightning wasn't fighting for herself.
With her wife distracted, Lightning freed her arms pulling them up from under tight, strong thighs and through Fang's arms so she could caress her face.
Leaning up Lightning claimed Fangs mouth as her own, arms sliding around her neck, fingers sliding into the thick tangled mess of her hair. She continued the kiss where Fang had left off turning all that slow burn back upon her huntress as a raging fire...
22: Home
Blue eyes gazed into the burning fire in the front yard of what had been the Oerbian Orphanage, Lightning sat on a blanket one leg bent at the knee, the other extended. Putting weight back on both arms as she was supporting both herself and the wonderful woman who was hers, and hers alone. She listened in to the conversation for a moment as Fangs low growl drew her back from private thoughts.
"When the nasties have had their time with the remains, we can harvest the larger bits of bone, they are useful in so many ways."
It seemed they were talking about the latest monster that had been brought down by a pincer attack, four attackers, 2 potions and a very skillful shot by Starchild, who was graciously being modest about it.
A hint of a smile pulled at Light's lips as she went back to the private musings she had. Shifting weight to free a hand so that she could draw fingers through her lovers wild mane.
This woman… does she know just having her here, like this, makes my heart feel joy? She makes me hunger for gentleness… I want to touch her, to hold her near…
Fang leaned back further, against Lightning, her words pausing as slender fingers drew through wild locks. It sent goose bumps racing down her spine and forced green eyes to close so she could focus on the feeling of Lights gentle ministrations.
Despite the eyes that watched, with envy, or longing, or interest, Lightning continued to caress dark tresses, pleased that Fang was enjoying the attention.
"Where was I?" Fang asked after a few moments passed, enduring a friendly chuckle before some one reminded her.
"Oh, right…"
Lightning let the timbre of Fangs voice wash over her and she wondered if it was just the woman who shared her life, or the entirety of all Oerba. Maybe even bigger than that, perhaps it was Gran Pulse its self that allowed her to touch these feelings. To be able to access the soft emotions that quite often frightened her.
Blue eyes shifted from the dark tangle of her lovers mane to gaze out across the fire at the others. Snow sat in a similarly way, his body supporting Serah, beside him Vanille was leaning forward drawn in by the story of her lover. Nora sat with a knee drawn up her chest pressed against it, her head resting on arms over the upraised knee. She too seemed enthralled by the story.
It didn't matter who she looked at, they all seemed softer… the harsh edges of the world had been brushed away.
This place… it too feels like something warm and familiar. In her mind an image of the last time she had felt these emotions rose in her head, drawing her lips open as the answer came to her through nearly forgotten memories.
"Home…" She whispered with out realizing it was something said aloud. Fang turned as she finished the line of her story getting a round of laughter. With them distracted for a moment she turned to see the amazed and delicate look of wonder on her soldiers face.
"What?" She asked softly, shifting in her lovers lap to support her own weight.
Eyes reflected the starlight and firelight and looked to be both fire and blue ice. Fang swallowed at the look still on Lightnings face.
"I'm home." Lightning whispered.
Drawn by the wonder in her wife's eyes Fang leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips.
"Welcome home." She whispered back and gently lay Lightning onto their blanket, sliding over a hip so she could lay beside her, Fang drew her wife in trying not to break that feeling of hope that filled blue eyes. Or damage the fragile connection she felt towards a world that was suppose to have been her tomb.
Together they lay, their legs entangled, bodies pressed as they gazed up at the dark night sky and peered at the endless beauty of the heavens from Oerba…
Home of one humbled, pink haired soldier…
23: Sleepy
The front door to the Yun home opened, Fang was trying to be quiet due to the early morning hours. She felt exhausted and wanted nothing more than to climb into bed and hold her wife once more. That was the last time she went any where more than a day with out Lightnin… The tension in her shoulders was emend and she felt drained emotionally and physically. Something that could have been prevented if they hadn't had to do different jobs at the same time. Fang sighed sitting her duffel down before sitting herself down on the stool beside the door to unlace her sandals.
Her eyes were half closed as she walked down the hall, tired feet sliding across polished wood floors. Their bedroom door was open, left that way in hopes of her return...
Any feelings of exhaustion Fang had were suddenly forgotten when her eyes caught sight of Lightning curled on her side of the bed, dressed in one of Fangs large shirts, it fell long on her lover and looked adorable as she snuggled a pink stuffed chocobo.
Curled around the stuffed toy dressed in Fangs overly large shirt, she looked like a child in slumber.
Goddess Etro… thank you. she thought as she moved around their bed to climb in on Lightnings side. Trying her best not to jostle her lover, she settled in behind Lightning, reaching out long arms to gather her slumbering soldier in a warm embrace. Lightning sighed and so did Fang.
She breathed her in, a constant gentle scent, something warm and sweet… like sunshine… She smiled and nuzzled behind an ear, her chin on a slender shoulder. Lightning fussed, waking a little from Fangs gentle prodding. A smile came to pale lips, and while Fang couldn't see it, she felt it, in the rising of Lightnings ear.
"Shh. go back to sleep my sunshine." Fang whispered into the shell of her lovers ear.
It wasn't hard, she could allow herself to be comforted by Fangs strong arms, lulled by the beat of her powerful heart, and slip once again into slumber by her lovers encompassing heat. Given permission there was no internal conflict, but still she wanted more than this, this morning. Releasing the pink stuffed toy, she began twisting getting cute grumbles from her lover.
"Shh." She said drawing a smile to Fangs lips as her words were turned upon her.
Fang groaned as warm hands slid across her back, finding knots there thumbs and fingers began digging in. Again Fang groaned, a note of appreciation.
"Your right this is so much betta." Fang said as Light worked at the tension across her shoulders and down her back.
Attentive hands slide up Fangs back, fingers gliding over broad shoulder, and up the line of her neck into the dark silken disarray that was her mane. A louder groan escaped parted lips, expelled by the play of fingers and nails against her scalp, grinding away the pain just under the surface.
With every touch Lightning was rewarded by an ever softening array of appreciative noises. She smiled when at last only a gentle sigh escaped unbidden. Dark lashes fluttered as a kiss was pressed to the beauty mark just under her right eye. A hint of a smile tugging at full lips as her lover settled against her, both giving in to the seductive whisper of slumber wrapped in one anthers arms, but more importantly, their love.
24: Relationship
Darkness slowly melted away, the cold distance becoming a colder light. Lightning shivered and squinted against the harsh bright light. She tried to turn away form it, but every where the light seemed to be. It didn't help the pounding in her head, and made her feel more agitated than secure.
There was a disgusted scoff, that jerked her up off the floor she had been laid out on… blue eyes tried to brave the white light but the pain in her head threatened to split it open. She sat up drawing hands over her eyes trying to banish the bright light.
"Look at you… the once great Soldier of the Corps. The one they all feared, now cowering away from the light…" Again the scoff of derision.
Drawing her knees up she tried to create a shade for her eyes, to help with the pounding that threatened to take everything she had from her.
"You think you can hide?" The familiar voice asked the person snickered.
"Typical…"
"What do you want." Lightning asked not questioning why she was alone in this place of too much light… alone and naked…
"Thats right, you are alone. Oh no… wheres Fang?" The voice toyed with her, the person behind it circling around the injured soldier in the center.
"Look at what you have become… weak, flawed, small… you gave up your independence for a Lobo looking to devour you and sheep."
Lightning raised her head despite the light as the voice slowly walked around her, their face and body just out of her vision range as the light blotted out a good portion and the pain blurred what she had.
"Who are you?"
"A stronger woman than you… look at you… pathetic wondering where she is at this moment rather than standing and fighting for yourself."
"Light? Can…" A faint voice whispered from some where far away sending a thrill through her body. Who ever this person was, they didn't have her wife.
"She makes you less than you were when you were broken."
"Lies." Lightning hissed to the disembodied voice as they tried to degrade Fang, to lessing what they shared.
"Hah!"
"Hold on baby, I'm…" Came Fangs distant, hollow voice.
"You're waiting to for her to save you at this very moment." Another derisive snort.
"What happened to no one ever being able to hurt you again? What happened to standing alone?"
Light growled as the voice began pacing around her again, making the pain in her head worse. Raising a hand she tried to touch the aching in her head, to rub at the pain as she would have a head ache.
"We are stronger." She barked back at her tormentor.
"Now who's lying? She is the strong one, you have latched on to her because she pities you. Like an adult who sees a child with a scraped knee, she coddles you."
Lightning squeezed her eyes shut, feeling her heart beat a bit faster. All these arguments were things that use to plague her. The fear that she would lose herself by giving her heart to Fang. But her huntress was a willing teacher, patient and gentle, she taught Lightning her love was true.
Images of their love flashed through her head…
- waking to beautiful green eyes gazing upon her, a warm hand caressing her cheek.
"Good morning Sunshine." Fang said in a playful throaty growl.
- Fang throwing herself in front of a blow that should have been her own.
- pervasive peace as they lay gazing up at the stars on a warm night, hand in her own because she was not ready for something more intimate in a public place.
- understanding looks and kind deeds that if fake could not have continued for the duration of their lives together.
"Fang…" Light whispered getting a distant reply.
"I'm right here Sunshine, hold on to me. Hold on to my voice…"
"You are wrong, her love is not just words… she lives her love every day.
"You think that makes you stronger?"
"It does." Light felt better, the headache pushing back as she thought about their lives together. She raised her eyes and the light seemed dimmer, the blurring of her vision less.
"Talk to me Li-…. I need ta hear y-…. Come on Sunshine!" Fang pleaded, her voice growing stronger, closer. Lightning groaned touching her aching head. Blue eyes squeezed closed again as a wave is disorientation filled her and the light of the room swirled.
"Fang…" She croaked her lovers name...
"..'s it."
Lightning raised her eyes again, the room's light shifting, it pulsed flickering bright then softer. She squinted as white light turned a softer gold, raising a hand she tried to block the light from aching eyes.
Several meters away a woman stool with arms firmly crossed under her breasts, there was something familiar about her, the way she was dressed, the rigidness with which she held herself, the derisive downward turn of her mouth, the set to her jaw…
"I hear her, you know." That frown turned into something sinister.
"She thinks she can save you, I'm telling you she can't." The woman garbed in white and brown, cloaked in red shifted buckled boots.
"You are going to die here, alone… a mere shadow of your former glory."
"DAMNI-.." Light groaned as the pain in her head throbbed and her vision slipped again.
"F-… YOU HE-… ME! …-IGHT!"
Lightning reached inward for strength, her mind racing through their life together, empowering herself to reach through the pain. The world went dark, sparks of light flashing in her vision.
"F-ang.."
"Goddess, yes." Fang breathed as consciousness came again to her bleeding wife.
"Stay with me Light. Stay here with me. Show me those pretty eyes." Fang dare not stop, time was slipping away and the stubborn strength with which Lightning clung to would soon fade with out proper care.
"My h-head… hurts." Her world stopped spinning , the streaking lights coming to a stand still as Fang jostled with the door to the Main house.
"I know Sunshine, but you can't give up." The lights returned, only brighter, painfully so. She whimpered despite herself, the pain increasing.
"Vanille! Serah!" There was the sound of things hitting the floor, something broke and she was lain on something solid, blessedly sturdy.
"Hold on baby. Hold on." Fang rasped with heavy breaths.
The old Orphanage sprang to life, defenders rising to what sounded like a monster coming through the kitchen door.
"VAN!" Fang roared.
"I'm commin! What are ya… GODDESS!" Vanille rushed to the emergency supply of potions kept near the door.
"What happened!?"
"We stumbled into Cie'th; a Ghast, Lightning pushed me out of the way before it hit."
"Did you kill it?" Snow asked.
"Hmm. Bastard died seconds later…but not before…"
"I need light." Vanille said pulling out a red vial out of the emergency bunch.
"We have to do this slow, or the shock will kill her. Serah, I need a probe from the clinic." As Vanille worked some one began producing light. First one, then another lamp was lit and placed on the cabinets near by, casting their golden glow over the soldiers decimated head.
"If we don't hurry!" Fang began with urgency.
"If ya can't help!" Vanille began as she peeled back on Lightnings hanging scalp trying to stretch it back into place, there was severe damage to the dermis on the right side of her face, and the underlying bone structure. Especially the skull and eye socket. Getting it to take reform in the proper shape would take some doing, but first they needed to worry about internal damages...
"Light, can ya see me?" Vanille asked as she began sterilizing her hand and the wound with the dark red substance from the vial, she dabbed it over her sister-in -laws head and right cheek, carefully wiping away remnants of the Ghast's first and final attack, and any dirt that may have gotten in the wound.
Light groaned closing her eyes trying to pull away from the stinging sensation that came with the cool press of Vanille's hand and probing fingers.
Fang took her wife by the jaw, the only place left her to steady Lightnings head for their sisters.
"Come on Darlin, focus for me." Fang coaxed.
"A little more, fight just a little more." She urged in a desperate whisper, With her other hand Fang took a smaller hand and squeezed.
"Hold on… hold on to me." Glassy eyes rolled closed and the room suddenly became filled with panic. Vanille called for quiet.
"GET OUT! Let us work on her in peace!" Serah came back from the clinic, a room just down the hall with Vanille's bag of supplies.
"Light, I need to know if you can see." Vanille said again as people began hurrying out of the kitchen. Serah took gulping breaths trying to focus on her work in assisting Vanille.
Light grunted and worked hard to get her eyes to roll open again.
"Thank ya Sunshine." Fang rasped clinging to Lightning weak but steady hand.
"Lightning, talk to me." Vanille said as Serah handed her a probe and a dish. The potion was poured into the dish to activate its contents. The probe was used to dab the potion into the worst spots, spilling drops of it into Lightnings fractured skull.
"I s-see light."
"Fang put your hand over her good eye." Reaching with a hand Fang held it over Lights face trying to stay out of Vanille's way as she worked.
"Lightning tell me if you can see light now." Pink brows drew together and the damaged eye rolled in its socket eyes sliding closed once again.
"Now do you see?" There was a poisonous laugh and the image of her own face came into her sight.
"She can't help you." Lightning's reaction was from the gut as she was pulled back into that world of light and lonely pain. The head of her tormentor whipped around as their body spun from her right hook.
"THATS THE LIGHT I KNOW!" Her voice came back with a haunting quality to it.
"Goddess!" Vanille cried as Lightning's body shuddered and her breathing rattled out of her as if it were her last.
"FANG!" She cried as she held her head backing away from the deranged image of herself. The one who's eyes showed madness.
"I was never like you." She whispered as the light started to fade. The creature laughed and it sent goose bumps rising along the real Lightnings arms.
"Say good bye soldier…" Lightning snarled lashing out as her wife's desperate voice started to fade away.
Pivoting, and whipping out like a viper striking her strange mirror image across the jaw with a powerful kick. The woman who was her and wasn't her crumpled across the strange white room in a heap, she laughed.
"Fighting doesn't help you, your dying… she will be mourning you before the dawn."
"FANG!" Lightning cried pounding on the walls of that strange disjointed world.
Color drained form Fang's face as Lightning didn't struggle for another breath.
"Hold on, hold on. hold on." She reached down grasping the front of Lights bloodied bodice.
"HOLD ON FOR ME!" She cried bending over her wife's prone form.
Tears burned in Fangs eyes and fell onto Lightnings damaged features. Her heart thundered in her ears and beat angrily in her breast as she grasped her wife with trembling hands.
"GOD DAMNIT LIGHT! YOU NEVA BACKED DOWN ONCE! FIGHT FOR US!"
"Hurry, Serah the golden vial!" Vanille dropped everything, changing gears to jump start Lightning back to life. But Lightning beat her to it as the painful sob of her wife wracked through fading thoughts.
Life roared back into Lightning's body, with out the adrenalin that Serah was handing to Vanille. She gasped and choked, clawing for life as if she had been drowning. Fang grabbed her clawing hands not feeling the marks curled fingers left behind. She pulled them down and peered again to Lightnings face.
"Tha-ats it." A giddy elation running through Fang as her wife's body remembered how to breathe again.
Blue eyes rolled into focus on Fang who had actually climbed up onto the table with her.
"H-hold… on t-.. ta me…" Lightning managed to groan out in a squeezed voice. Again a sob came to Fang but this time it was relief as she nodded furiously.
"I will neva let go." She said through the tears as she held both of her wife's smaller hands.
"Neva… Please stay with me. I need you." Lightning gave a pained look to her wife and for the first time in their life together, she cried with out trying to hide it, moved by the agony in green eyes.
"Hurry Serah," The gold vial was forgotten as the two of them picked up a probe and began dipping it into the potion which then they dripped on to their sisters injured skull trying to knit it back together before her body decided to give out again.
Despite her weakened state, Lightning clung to her wife, her life line. She held onto her with trembling hands, afraid if she closed her eyes that she would be transported back to that world of white light and loneliness. Where all she had were old doubts and pain… neither of which were any comfort… none of them strong enough to hold onto her any longer.
She clung to Fang wanting to be there for her, to see her beautiful green eyes another morning. To feel her strong but gentle arms wrapped about her another night. She fought through the pain of the potion knitting skin an bone. The agony would have been consuming had she not had her anchor who was just as desperate as she.
Come the dawn they were all exhausted, dutiful sisters had spent hours guiding the healing process with gentle touches and meticulous placed drops of potion. The bones would take time to harden and finalize the fusing process, but Lightning was out of the worst of the danger. They still had to contend with some swelling and the damage to her right eye was worrisome so they dripped a bit of Oerbian potion into Lightnings damaged eye and bound her head. For good measure Vanille poured a watered down version of a potion down her throat and tucked both huntress and soldier into bed at the clinic.
Through out the day they kept waking Lightning up to check on her, make sure she was still fighting the good fight. A single blue eye would roll open, the other bandaged held together with bits of flesh restitched by potion drips, and ooze from one flan or another...
Every time she awoke, Fang was there, her concerned eyes gentle, attentive... Light stared for a long time after her next dose of medicines, and check up. Fang lay there unsure if her lover was behind that single eye. There was a glassy look to it and she wasnt sure if perhaps Light had fallen asleep with it open.
Lightning gave a weak smile when gentle fingers brushed over the good eye forcing her to blink. Weakly a hand rose in silent petition. Fang swallowed hard as emotion pulled on heart strings. She reached up to take that small hand in hers.
"I love you." Lightning whispered in a shaky voice, her lips not working quite right.
Fang trembled under those words as tears rose in her eyes.
"I know." She whispered back in a roughened voice.
"You show me every day." She said in a shaky voice, full lips returning a weak smile.
Lightning's own grew a little more sure, her eye rolling closed. Despite the pain and suffering that she had endured through the night, and the days afterward with recuperation, Lightning had never felt more secure in her place in their relationship. That tormenting voice was silenced, and she was left with the encompassing love of her beloved wife and family.
25. Lovemaking
Lightning sat in the shade of the back porch in a woven seat, her feet raised up on Fangs lap. Her wife was sitting with little black, Lights name for the small but growing chocobo. He sat quietly cooing in Fangs lap. Her fingers sliding through silky dark feathers, pinching at the underlying skin as she spent quiet time with her recuperating wife.
After the scare of the Ghast attack Fang felt ever more drawn to the woman who had risked everything to protect her life. Both had graciously stepped out of patrolling the village, they were taking it slow as Lightning regained her strength and balance, which was slowly returning with the sight in her right eye.
Adoring green eyes gazed with affection upon her sleeping wife and every now and then she would rub shapely bare legs crossed at the ankle and draped over her lap, heels resting on the arm of her chair. Little Black didn't seem to mind the crowding by Lightnings legs, he was content to share the dark huntress with the quiet woman, sometimes sharing the affection he felt with her. Stretching out his growing neck and resting his head on crossed legs, his beak carefully nibbling at her flesh as if preening her as Fang appeared to be doing for him.
"Ya don't know how lucky you are." Fang said to him.
"She makes me a betta person, a gentler woman." She said to the little black bird who tilted his head around and peered at the speaking huntress as if he understood she was speaking to him... and maybe he did.
"I wouldn't have slowed down for a day like this with out her." She said and playfully tugged on the beginnings of his little beard. Little Black's eyes went half lidded before he tugged it out of her fingers with a jerk of his head. She laughed softly and ran a soothing hand over his sleek head.
"Eat it up buddy, your lap days are growing to an end." She told him, her eyes raising as blue eyes rolled open and looked upon her.
"I'm sorry, if I woke ya." She murmured reaching past the crooning little black adolescent chocobo and grabbed the back of Lightnings legs, kneading the muscles in her calves. Blue eyes rolled closed but her chin lifted, and she drew in a slow breath in appreciation for Fangs gentle restorative touch.
"Does it feel like the cramps are gone now?" Fang asked as she continued to knead up and down Lightnings calves, working her Achilles tendon and working down into bare feet. A long breath left parted lips and she got a nod from Light.
"Better." She murmured. Fang gently raised Lightnings leg so she could give it a more vigorous massage. Little Black ducked as Lightnings leg uncrossed and was held over his back. He peeped out as if in greeting, a happy sound that drew blue eyes.
"Don't you look content." She said getting a Chocobo hug as he lay his cheek against her leg.
"Oh, thank you." She told him in a voice she emphasized the wonderful feelings that Fang filled her with.
Their eyes met over the birds head and warmth curled in Lightnings stomach. Fang smiled and the feeling grew. It wasn't that lecherous smile that told all sorts of stories that had to do with her lovers libido. But a gentle curving of fine lips, as she too felt that connection that bound the two of them.
"You look amazin." Fang admitted loving the slightly sleepy rumpled look to her usually immaculate and snazzy dressing wife. Surprise caused blue eyes to grow larger before she turned her cheek, her own smile growing into something deeper revealing white teeth as she blushed not for the compliment, but the outpouring of such devotion in green eyes. Fang gave a soft laugh and set Lightnings foot down, letting it rest on little blacks shoulders. The bird turned his attention to the foot Fang rested on him and began preening again as Fang picked up Lightnings other foot and began working her magic on leg, ankle and foot.
Lightning hissed, her blue eyes drawing closed, face pensive as Fang worked at a knot.
"Did I hurt ya?"
"No..." Lightning said, but her face screwed tighter, her lips drawing thin. Fang slowed her hands but did not stop digging into that hard knot. The slower acting watered down version of their Oerbian potion left Lightning in knots. But it was the only thing besides necessary vitamins, Vanille was willing to let her beloved consume... besides food.
With their lighter schedule of activity the two worked against her soldier, and left Fang with the wonderful full time job of chasing knots across Lightnings body. Some days it was in her back and hips, some days in her neck and shoulder, today it was in her legs and feet. Even the soles of her feet showed a hyper sensitivity today. It hurt to even place them on the floor, hence one of the reasons they were gently raised from the ground.
Fang not so secretly adored her lovers slow recovery. Sometimes life was too fast to enjoy all of what it had to give. Lightning had described what it was like being one of the Soldiers of Cocoon. They were pasted back together with a powerful painful potion that burned and left you breathless, and was sent out again to continue the battle not giving them time to emotionally recover from the debilitating damages they had been forced to recover from at an accelerated speed. P.T.S.D. was a common problem for members of the military, some of them breaking under the stress, especially those who had recovered from near death too quickly.
"Betta?" Fang asked after a few minutes of intense attention to that one spot. Lightning sighed and sunk deeper into the woven chair giving relieved adoring eyes to her huntress. Fang smiled at the expressive look drinking in the rich love she saw in those eyes.
"So much." Lightning croaked, melting under Fangs relentless assault.
Fang drew the sole of her wife's foot to her mouth, placing a kiss on the sensitive warm skin. A gasp rattled out of Lightnings chest, and she jerked her foot away so quickly Little Black squawked in fright, Lightnings feet hit the ground and sent a wave of pain coursing up shapely legs.
"Goddess..." Fang said dumping Little Black to the ground and shooing him out of the way as she came to her knees before her wife. Strong hands stretching to help Light as she tried to work through the reverberating pain sliding through her from the feet up.
"I'm sorry Sunshine. If I had known."
"No..." Lightning said her eyes still squeezed shut, her generous mouth pulled into a grimace of pain.
"No.." She said again working through the shooting needles and stars of light in her vision.
"It's okay." She managed to say.
"Let me help ya." Fang held Lightnings legs up with an arm, reaching behind her to pull her own chair forward and place her lovers feet on the blanket that created a cushion on the seat of the woven chair.
Then sliding her still cringing wife over enough she could get a hand up under her, Fang lifted Lightning up out of her chair and slid in under her. Little Black circled around the linked chairs as both women stretched from one to the other. He seemed to be looking for a place to curl up with them again.
"Go on." Fang told him pointing to the pen where his surrogate mother and father were resting in the shade of their shelter together. The leggy bird turned and darted off with a mouthy squawk.
Lightning settled into Fangs arms feeling her body slowly let go of the new kinks as Fang held her. Despite the warmth of the day, she laid her head back onto Fangs shoulder and closed her eyes as her body was supported by her lovers bigger one.
Fang rested a hand on Lightnings stomach, getting a smaller one over hers. They sat quietly on the back porch through out the afternoon, neither feeling the need to break the comfortable silence, all they needed to say came with a gentle touch, the play of hands over tired muscles, the shifting of their body and the caress of lips.
Fang spent the afternoon and long into the evening, "making" slow and gentle love to her wife, one wordless gesture at a time. Even as Lightning slept curled into her she caressed beautiful pink tresses, drawing fingers through them, still compelled to touch the woman she never had hoped to win over.
"My Goddess... there are no words for the love you have shown me through this woman." Fang looked up to the glittering array of stars feeling overwhelmed by the afternoon she had spent curled up with Lightning. So depleted one's spirits could become from every day life that when filled again it felt like too much. Fang swallowed the emotion and shifted to gaze down into the pale face of her wife and saw the love they had shared reflected in the soft smile curling fine lips. Hot tears fell from green eyes trailing down sculpted cheeks to splash against the pale cheek of her lover. Blue eyes flicked open first assessing their surroundings... ever the Soldier.
Pink brows screwed up in concern as she saw more tears slide from beautiful green eyes. Small hands raised taking her lover in them with gentle sureness.
"What's wrong?" Lightning asked the first words between them for hours.
"Nothing." Fang admitted shaking her head looking into blue eyes. She flushed feeling silly, but Lightning seemed to understand. Her worry faded into adoration and she closed her eyes and gently kissed Fang.
"Thank you." She said making Fang wonder what it was she had done, but Lightning didn't leave her groping in the dark.
"For "making" love to me today." Fang laughed, a joyous sound as her thoughts had been the same thing.
"I will "make" Love to you... every day." She promised, pressing her brow to Lightnings.
25: Light
Both women were kneeling in the far north west corner of their yard, sharing a smile as hands dug deep working to brush away the crystal sands and find the rich dark earth beneath. Green eyes rose as they scooped and pulled back. After several feet, Fang shifted back to pull their cultivated sapling from its bucket.
"Here, help me." Crawling forward on knees Lightning grasped the bucket and pulled. The tree had been breaking through it for some time now, so it was not easy to free the eagerly growing giant Jamba fruit tree from its too small home.
Lightning grunted, the two of them straining, suddenly it popped loose and they fell back in opposite directions. Fang holding the base as if a baby as Lightning tumbled back with a bucket with pebbles and dirt falling over her.
"Ah! Fang cried and then dumped the tree into the hole and crawled over to see if her wife was alright. Lightning held her face with one hand, worrying her huntress who bowed above her.
"Are you okay?"
There came a giggle it only grew as Lightning released the shattered bucket.
"Alright." Fang said her own grin growing.
"Let me see." Gently she pulled that hand back and used her own hands to wipe away the dirt in her wife's face. She was healing well from that terrible night, but her right eye was struggling with the damages. Anything even a small speck of dirt could tip it in the wrong direction leaving Lightning blind in her dominant eye.
"You look like a Puddin." Fang said getting more giggles from her wife who waited patiently for her to wipe away the last remains of the dirt.
Fang slowly drew fingers across her lovers eyes, brushing away the sand shards, and dirt particles. Her hands gentle as she did this small but important deed. The joy she saw on Lightning's face despite her closed eyes warmed her heart. There was nothing she would not do, nothing she would not give if Lightning but asked her… but that was the thing wasn't it?
Lightning didn't ask. Her only unspoken wish to be loved by Fang… come hell or high water Fang aimed to deliver on this one request.
To keep this amazing and passionate soul as hers for as long as life allowed them. She ran fingers over dark lashes to be sure none had slipped past her careful scouring.
With Lightning waiting for a sign that Fang was done she remained docile, that enchanting smile curling fine lips. Fang gently took her wife in her hands and leaned down to capture her mouth. Slowly Fang leaned back and away from Lightning, drawing her forward by their mouths as she seemed unwilling to let the kiss break. Small hands slid into her huntresses dark mane as they kissed, slowly, exploring the dark silken secrets of one another's mouth. There was no battle for dominance only a silent agree meant to be gentle with one another. Lightning was sitting in Fangs lap when their kiss at last broke.
Fang looked down looking at Lightning's knees up by her hips, her soldier settled into her lap.
"Well, Hello." She a faint twist of lips.
"Shall we finish?"
"Goddess, yes." Fang said in a throaty voice, licking full lips.
Lightning laughed, it was something melodious, the sound of the still growing Lightning. The woman who had come from a world of rigid rules and loneliness. Fang watched her rise and step back giving a hand down to Fang.
"I meant the tree."
"Oh, that." Fang smiled knowing full well that had been what she meant. She reached up taking the offered help and was pulled to her feet. Together they moved back to the little sapling that was patiently waiting albeit askew. Kneeling side by side they placed the little tree into the ground and covered it with the rich dirt,
"Cover the dirt, it will protect it from leeching all the nutrients by the sun. Fang rose up to get a bucket of water. Filling it at the outside spigot , her eyes turned towards her wife as she diligently covered every last spec of dark dirt with crystal sand.
She sat back on knees looking at the little tree then turned back to Fang who had surprised her with the tree in the first place. It didn't matter to her that it would not be completely mature in their life time, or that they might never get to eat fruit from it. Just the gesture of having grown the little tree from the fruit they had gathered from Bresha had meant the world to her.
For Fang it had been a no-brainer, Lightning liked the fruit so much she would do the oddest little games for an extra portion. Fighting Snow who was doing it for Serah. She smiled across at her beloved and felt that amazing powerful bond once more as she saw their love in blue eyes.
"I know." She murmured, flicking the spigot off and bringing the bucket forward. Lightning did not let up with those soulful eyes as she approached. Fang swallowed hard setting the bucket down and kneeling beside Lightning. Their hands brushed over the bucket handle, their eyes met and they mirrored one anothers smiles. Fang tightened her grip on the bucket, and together they raised it to pour over their newly planted tree.
"Look." Lightning pointed, the little tree shivering in the gentle breeze was casting a shadow on the warm sands of Oerba. Lightning set the bucket aside and took Fangs hand. Pulling her towards the other side where the shade resided. It wasn't much, but to Lightning it was everything.
Fang found herself pulled down into the little ellipse of shade, small hands guiding her down. Gently caressing,, drawing her against Lightning's side. They lay curled in that bit of shade together, enjoying the fruits of their labor and the presence of a beloved one.
Fang marveled at the peace that they had found with one another. The gentleness that Lightning allowed with out hint of fear, or protest. Fang lay on her hip and propped her upper body up by the elbow so she might gaze down at her partner.
So far she had come from that angry soldier on the steppe that fateful day. From a woman who didn't know how to enjoy the important things, to one who sought acceptance of and found joy in the little things. Blue eyes turned up to her, one clear as the blue sky, the other fighting a gentle cloud.
"I know." Lightning murmured when their eyes met. She gave a soft smile, and her hand came up to caress Fangs silken cheek.
"You don't have to say it." She said in that soft feminine voice just above a whisper. Her fingers came to Fangs lips, brushing over them. Her huntress grasped her hand and pulled her fingers down.
"I want to." she admitted. Fang waited for the caution, for the suspicion but none rose in either of her lovers blue eyes.
"Tell me." She murmured, inviting Fangs benedictions.
"I love ya Light." Fang felt elated with the smile that grew across fine lips, and was eager to lean down into her wife's arms as she was gathered and drawn forth for a gentle sensual kiss. The only kind of kiss that her Sunshine could give her…