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Resting

Tyler sighed as he sat back against the wall of the ship, having just finished healing Fang the rest of the way. It had taken a lot longer than it should have because Caius had spread darkness into her body as he stabbed her. Vanille had been unable to heal her abdomen because of it being more powerful than the darkness Tyler had been poisoned with then they met. On the bright side, Tyler's keyblade had been perfectly capable of sealing the wound. The darkness was a lot trickier, but after a long while of experimentation with controling light, Tyler had managed to clear the darkness from Fang's body.

"Thank you Tyler," Vanille said, holding Fang's hand while Fang lay unconscious in her bed.

"It's not a problem," Tyler said. "She's my friend too."

Vanille smiled and nodded. Tyler walked out of the room, closing the door behind himself and found Lightning waiting a little ways down the hall.

"How is she?" Lightning asked.

"She's fine now," Tyler said. "She just needs to rest. How's Noel?"

"He's healed," Lightning said. "Serah hasn't left his side since they got back, though. She was terrified she'd lose him."

"That's understandable," Tyler nodded. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm exhausted, obviously," Lightning said. "But I'll live. You?"

"Same," Tyler said. "I feel like I could sleep for a month."

Lightning nodded. "Sazh told me what happened." She turned on him, glaring. "What the hell were you thinking!?"

"I had to stop it," Tyler said. "Our job is to stop the Heartless, and whatever those white things are. But I'm not losing you in the process, so I sent you back to the ship."

Lightning sighed. "I don't want to lose you either. You're more important."

"No," Tyler said. "I'm really not. To me, you're the most important thing in any world. I'd sacrifice everything, even the others, for you."

Lightning smiled slightly, slipping her hand into his. "That's not okay. Even for love, it's bad to choose one person over everyone. We shouldn't be this attached to each other."

Tyler smiled, giving her hand a light squeeze. "It doesn't matter. I'll never let anyone be put in a situation where I have to choose between them. I'll always protect as many of my friends as I can."

Lightning nodded as they reached the door to her room. "I think I remember owing you a reward."

"No, you don't," Tyler said. "Being able to be with you is enough of a reward."

Lightning smiled and kissed him. He smiled, resting his hands on the sides of her waist as he leaned into the kiss. Lightning sighed slightly, her hands reaching up to cup his face, holding him for a moment before sliding back to wrap her arms around the back of his neck. Her tongue trailed across his bottom lip, asking entrance, and his own slipped out to meet it, Tyler's hands sliding back to the small of her back, holding her a little tighter against him. Lighting let out a shaky breath as she pressed flush against him, and he took that moment to slip hi tongue pat hers, beginning to map out the contours of her mouth, her own tongue doing the same, both moaning and pressing closer. Lightning's left hand moved to the back of his head, tangling in his hair as her right slid to the back of his neck, clutching at him almost desperately. After a few more seconds, Tyler pulled back to breathe, only for Lightning to instantly drag him back into a kiss, except it was completely different this time. It was hungry. Desperate. There was so much passion and emotion in the kiss that it almost scared him, but it also drew out his own, and within the half second it took him to get over his surprise, he was already returning the kiss in kind without having to think about it.

Lightning stepped backward toward her door and Tyler followed, reaching past her to press the switch beside the door to open it. As soon as it was open, Lightning jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist as his hands grabbed the only spot they'd be able to hold her up by, Lightning moaning in response. He walked into the room and the door slid shut behind them. Within seconds, Tyler lay Lightning down on the bed, hands beginning to explore her body, sliding over her arms, shoulders, sides, abdomen. Anywhere he could reach just to feel that she was actually there. She allowed him to do as he liked for a few minutes before grunting impatiently one hand grabbing his and pulling it to her chest. He smiled, giving in to her order and began to knead her mounds through her shirt, Lightning moaning as he did. After a couple of minutes, he pushed a leg up between hers, using it to slide her skirt up out of the way and pressing it firmly into her crotch, Lightning moaning and beginning to rock her hips against it. He reached up and unzipped her jacket and shirt, pushing them out of the way and returning his hands to her breasts, now covered only by her lacy, pink bra. He grinned into the kiss but she nipped his lip and he hissed in pain.

"Make one joke and I kick you out of my room," she warned.

Tyler smiled, slipping his fingers under her bra to tweak her nipple and Lightning moaned, rocking against his leg more insistently. He smiled, pushing her bra up, only for her to roll them over, straddling his waist and quickly shedding her clothes, allowing him a moment to admire her nude form from her perky, C-cup breasts and stiff nipples that matched her hair to her clean-shaven nethers, which were slightly swollen and slick from her arousal. He realized that she actually wanted this as badly as he did and swallowed hard. His brain was, of course, choosing now to remind him that he had no idea what he was actually doing. Beth may not have been his first girlfriend, way back before the Heartless had ever caused him to be introduced to Lightning, but no matter who he was with before, he never really did anything with them. Dates, kissing, the odd make out session, sure. But he had never really gone past some light touching. Not until now.

"I'm not taking your pants off for you, you know," Lightning said.

Tyler nodded and quickly slipped out of his own clothes, actually managing to avoid making a fool of himself by getting his feet stuck in his pants. Once he was finished, Lightnign climbed back onto the bed, straddling his waist again and rejoining her lips to his, the kiss just as fierce and hungry as before. Tyler's hands returned to kneading her breasts, and he shoved the nagging reminder his brain kept sending him that he didn't know how to do it properly. Lightning's hands rested on his sides for a few seconds before she pulled back from the kiss, gently pushing him onto his back before beginning to stork him lightly. Tyler groaned as her soft hand slid up and down his shaft, Lightning smiling.

"You don't have much experience, do you?" Lightning asked.

Tylers face flushed instantly, and he looked away from her, shame blossoming in his chest. "Sorry."

Lightning turned his face back to her and kissed him. "Relax. I don't care."

Tyler nodded and Lightning sat back up, lifting her hips and lining him up with her entrance before beginning to sink down onto him. Tyler groaned again, swallowing hard as he felt her slick tunnel slowly engulfing his shaft, pulling him in until he was fully seated inside of Lightning, who moaned softly, brow furrowing slightly before she grit her teeth for a moment. After a few moments of adjusting, she began to lift up, Tyler biting back a moan. Then, Lightning dropped, her slick pussy squelching as his dick was shoved back into it. She leaned forward slightly, resting her hands on his chest before beginning to move her hips quickly, Tyler swallowing hard instantly as he realized how hard it would be to last a decent amount of time. Already he was struggling not to lose himself to the sensations. Each time she raised her hips, her tunnel clenched slightly, seeming to be trying to keep him from being removed from her, and every time she dropped her hips, he groaned as her tunnel hungrily devoured him again. His hips thrust up into her in time with her drops of their own accord and Lightning gasped, then moaned, Tyler continuing to meet her drops with thrusts. He raised his hands, beginning to knead her breasts again, paying special attention to her nipples, and Lightning tilted her head back, moaning appreciatively.

He fought to keep his breathing steady, trying to keep himself calm so that he didn't make a fool of himself, and after a few seconds, Lightning took his right hand, siding it down to her slit and he obediently began to rub her clit with his thumb, moving it in quick, light circles, Lightning moaning more loudly in response. She began to speed up, bouncing faster and faster on his cock, her pussy swallowing and releasing it over and over. Tyler felt himself beginning to slip, his balls beginning to tighten and fought to hold back. However, after a few more minutes, he groaned, hips bucking up into her as his seed erupted into her. Lightning moaned loudly, her hips rocking and bouncing quickly, urging him to let out as much as he could, working every drop from him. After a few moments, it was over and he began to soften, Lightning breathing hard and smiling. She leaned down and kissed him for a moment before lifting up and allowing him to slip out of her.

"Sorry," Tyler said. "I should have warned you."

"It's alright," Lightning smiled. "We'll be more careful next time."

Tyler nodded, smiling before she lay beside him, facing away from him. He hesitated before rolling onto his side toward her. She scooted back, snuggling into him and he wrapped an arm around her, smiling for a moment before it faded. Shame began to fill him again. He hadn't done well. He hadn't known what he was doing, he hadn't lasted long enough, he hadn't made her feel good. He hadn't been good enough. She wouldn't say it, probably, but he was as pathetic at it as he was anything else. He was a disappointment in everything, it seemed. Fighting, defending, healing, sex. He was mediocre at best.

After a few more minutes, she had drifted off to sleep and he looked to the door. He considered heading back to his own room for a lot longer than he would have liked. He didn't want to be there in the morning. Not after making such a fool of himself and disappointing her so badly. He didn't want to see her remember her disappointment when she woke up in the morning. But then, if he left, he'd probably offend her, and then he'd pay for that during their training for the day, in addition to inevitably paying for disappointing her. He sighed, tucking his face into her hair. If she regretted it in the morning, at least he'd be there for her to tell him. If he left on top of disappointing her, he could kiss their relationship goodbye. Assuming it wasn't already ruined. She probably wouldn't want to do this again anytime soon.

He sighed miserably, closing his eyes and trying to force himself to sleep, only to lay awake for hours, his shame and regret denying him any sleep. So, hours later when Lightning stirred, he was still awake and it was a relief when she did. If she was awake, he could leave. He could make an excuse, like needing to shower, or use the bathroom, and he could leave before he had the chance to disappoint her again. Before she had the chance to tell him how pathetically inferior he was.

Lightning rolled over, smiling brightly at him. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he smiled.

She leaned in and kissed him, lingering there for a long while before he pulled away, deciding to get away before he could do anything else to disgrace himself.

"I should get back to my room," Tyler said. "I need to get cleaned up and use the bathroom."

"Oh," Lightning said, sounding slightly surprised. "Alright."

He stood, quickly getting dressed, trying to avoid her watching him. Once he was dressed, her turned to the door, only for her to catch his arm.

"Hey," Lightning said, smiling. "I love you."

"I love you too," he smiled.

Then, he turned and left the room, waiting for the door to close before going from a normal walk to a speed walk, bordering on a jog. He felt his eyes sting and fought the tears back until he was in his room, safe in his own private quarters and with the door locked. Then, he grabbed his pillow, screaming into it in frustration and anger. He hated it. He hated being so completely inept and inadequate at everything. He had been training with Lightning and Fang for months and he still couldn't even come close to matching either of them, his magic was still pathetic, even with his keyblade, and he could only use a handful of different types of elements, and only weak magic with them, and now he was a complete failure at something else. He had seen it in her eyes. She'd been so disappointed in him that she had had to force herself to smile for him. He had probably hurt her by leaving as quickly as he had, but be hadn't been able to stay there any longer, festering in his feelings of inadequacy, and having her force a smile to pretend he was anything but that.

He screamed into his pillow again before hurling it across the room, kicking his bed frame several times and punching the wall, successfully managing to break all five toes on his right foot along with several bones in his right hand. He summoned his keyblade and healed himself before walking into the bathroom, turning the shower on before getting undressed and hurling the clothes in the general direction of his dirty clothes basket. He glanced at himself in the mirror and felt shame, disgust, and anger flash through him, his body moving on its own to spin, slamming his right fist into the reflection of his face, shattering the mirror and once again breaking his hand, this time having shards of glass in his hand, and blood remaining in the crater in the mirror. He pulled the glass out and healed himself again before stepping into the shower and scrubbing himself hard, turning the heat all the way up until it was scalding against his skin as he scrubbed, hoping for some unfathomable reason that causing himself pain and scrubbing at his skin hard enough would somehow make him feel any less like a failure.

Finally, he shut the water off, drying himself before getting dressed, only to crawl back into bed, pressing his face into his pillow and once again shouting in frustration and anger. He couldn't believe he thought he'd actually be enough. He couldn't believe he had let himself hope that maybe he wouldn't disappoint her. After a few more minutes, he had finally managed to calm himself enough to leave his room, walking toward the training room. He stopped outside the door, however, as he heard voices.

"So, how was it?" Fang asked.

"It was...I mean...it was good," Lightning said, Tyler able to easily hear the confliction in her voice. "I mean...it was the first time, so...I mean...it was good...but..."

He turned, quickly walking away, all of the feelings he'd been struggling to suppress all night and that morning flooding him once again. He suddenly wished he had a normal door to slam, but settled for locking it, then beating his fists and feet against it until they were broken in several places, and the tears rolling down his face were only halfway from emotional pain. He climbed back into bed, not bothering to heal himself this time, burrowing into his covers.

"So how was it?" Fang grinned, seeing Lightning ease herself into one of the few chairs in the training room, rubbing her thighs to try and ease the soreness.

"It was...I mean...it was good," Lightning blushed before her brow furrowed. "I mean...it was the first time, so...I man...it was good...but..."

"What's wrong?" Fang asked. "I know you're not disappointed with the sex. If you were you wouldn't be saying it was good, not even for him."

"No, no," Lightning said. "It really was good. I honestly didn't expect it to feel that good, even though it was my first time. I was expecting it to hurt more...but...he was acting...weird this morning."

"Weird how?" Fang asked.

"Like...Like he couldn't stand to be around me," Lightning said. "His smile was obviously forced, and he looked like he didn't sleep well. And then...I wanted to..." Lightning blushed dark red. "I wanted to try again this morning, but...he said he had to bathroom, and that he should get cleaned up. It was...like he was...disappointed, I guess? Like I wasn't good enough, and he just wanted to get away from me. When he was getting dressed, he was rushing, and it felt like he was desperate to get away. And, when I told him that I loved him...he said it back but...it seemed like he was having to force himself to say it."

Fang scoffed. "What a jerk!" She shook her head. "What kind of asshole takes his girlfriend's virginity, then makes her feel like shit by treating her like she's some disease to be fled from?"

Lightning stared at the ground in silence. "Maybe...Maybe I wasn't good enough. Maybe I did something wrong."

"I doubt it," Fang said. "Whatever happened, it's entirely his fault. Sex as a girl isn't hard. Just play with the stick for a bit until something comes out of it."

Lightning grimaced. "Do you have to make it sound so...crass? Unimportant?"

"Sex is sex," Fang shrugged. "It's nice, and it's great to do with someone you love, but it's still just sex. There's nothing amazingly complex about it."

"I guess," Lightning sighed. "How are you feeling, by the way."

"Better," Fang said. "Tyler's come a long way in his healing skills. He's almost as good at that as he's gotten at fighting. I'm so jealous of that asshole's learning curve. I mean really, a few months and he's almost as good as we are after years of training? How is that fair."

Lightning smiled. "I know what you mean. A few more months at best and he might be teaching us how to fight."

Fang nodded, laughing. "Oh well. I'm going to head back to bed and let Nurse Vanille dote on me some more. You should go rest your legs while you've got the chance." She grinned knowingly and Lightning blushed but nodded.

"Maybe I should apologize to Tyler first," Lightning said.

"No," Fang said. "There's no way his bad mood is your fault, so you have no reason to apologize. If he wants to be an asshole, let him. If he's going to get mad at you over nothing, he doesn't deserve you."

"Don't say that!" Lightning said. "That's not true! He's not like that! He's..."

"I didn't mean you have to break up with him," Fang sighed. "He's a good guy. He'll probably cheer up within an hour and go crawling back to you to apologize."

"I suppose," Lightning said. "I guess I'm going to head back to bed for a little while."

Fang nodded and both left the room, heading back to their beds.

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