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Making Up

"Hey, Oswald?" Tyler asked as the others all split up into the ship to take their things back to their rooms. "When you cast magic through your keyblade, does it feel like it's resisting?"

Oswald stopped on his way to the pilot's seat, turning and frowning up at him before shaking his head. "Let me see it."

Tyler nodded and summoned it, handing it to him, and Oswald frowned, focusing magic into it, though Tyler noticed that it didn't glow like it had with Lightning. After a moment, Oswald handed it back.

"Your keyblade's more aligned to physical abilities than magical ones," Oswald said. "That's why it feels like you can't put much magic into it. Your own magical abilities, for which you're apparently naturally gifted, exceed those of your keyblade. Think of it as trying to pour a glass of water through a straw. You can't push it all through at once. You have to pour it slowly and let it pool on the other end until you have what you need. Charge it, basically."

"Is there a way to make it work better for magic and physical abilities both?" Tyler asked.

"You could try changing the charm," Oswald suggested. "Changing the charm changes the keyblade, along with its abilities."

Tyler nodded, thinking for a moment before nodding. "Thank you."

Oswald nodded and headed for his pilot's seat as Tyler headed toward his room. He had totally forgotten the crystal he'd kept from Atlantis had apparently become a keychain for his keyblade. He'd never tried it. He'd always been content with his. But if it was more magically attuned, or preferably balanced, than his current one, he would definitely choose it over his. Before he could get there, however, Fang grabbed his arm from one of the common rooms as he was walking past, pulling him in and shutting the door, Tyler finding Vanille inside, sitting on the couch. He frowned, giving Fang a suspicious look.

"What's going on?" Tyler asked.

"Call it intervention," Fang said. "We'd rather not deal with a repeat of recent history, so we're going to help you."

"Help me?" Tyler asked. "How?"

"We're going to teach you a few tips and tricks to make Lightning squirm next time," Vanille said.

Tyler groaned instantly, understanding what she meant immediately. "You can't be serious."

"We are," Fang said. "And before you get any funny ideas, we're not letting you practice on us, so don't get excited."

"The thought didn't even cross my mind," Tyler said.

"Good," Fang said. "Now sit down."

She shoved him, making him stumble into a chair before she sat on the coffee table in front of him. He sighed, pulling his duffle bag off and dropping it on the floor beside him, waving for them to start.

"Let's get this shit over with so I can go shower and sleep," Tyler sighed.

"Oh no," Fang said. "You're going to make up you having been an asshole to Lightning. Then you can sleep." Fang chuckled. "Maybe just join her in the shower."

Tyler groaned. "Would you just get started, please?"

Fang and Vanille both laughed, shrugging. "Alright, suit yourself. I talked to Lightning about what happened last time, again. Or, more accurately, what didn't happen."

Tyler frowned. Were they trying to tell him that he should have made her cum? After all those times of them telling him that was okay?

"We don't mean her not cumming," Vanille assured him. "That's still not a bad thing. But you didn't do something else that would have helped, and probably would have made her cum."

He blushed, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling. "And what's that?"

"Two words," Fang said. "Foreplay."

"Foreplay is one word," Tyler groaned, holding a hand to his face.

"Not the point," Fang said.

"You really went that in-depth about what we did and didn't do when we had sex?" Tyler asked.

"Yes," Fang said, grinning when his blush darkened. "Apparently you're a pretty healthy size."

Damon groaned loudly. "We do not need to talk about the size of my dick."

Both girls laughed.

"Alright, alright," Vanille said. "Back to the important stuff. You should always to foreplay. Even if she says she wants to skip it at some point, do at least a little. Just to get her all warmed up. That way, there's more lubrication when you get to the main event and it feels better."

"Great, we done here?" Tyler asked.

"Not by a long shot," Fang smirked. "You'd best get comfortable. We're going to be here for a while."

Tyler groaned, slumping back in his chair.

"Now, when you do it, you'll need to do it right," Fang said. "So, you'll obviously have been kissing for a while first, so you should start by kissing the sides of her neck."

Tyler groaned. This was going to be less advice and more a step-by-step walkthrough.

"Try to focus on her pulse point," Vanille said, pointing to the side of her neck. "That's usually where it feels the best for girls, but also make sure to pay attention to the whole neck, because she might have other spots she likes."

"Personally, I like if more toward the front," Fang said, fingers stroking her own neck along the sides of her windpipe. "Oh, and if you feel confident, don't be afraid to suck her earlobe a little."

Tyler grimaced. "That's almost definitely not happening."

Fang shrugged. "Anyway, after you've given her neck plenty of love, you'll want to start working your way down to her tits. Doesn't really matter what order you go in, just be sure to pay plenty of attention to her nipples, and use your hand to keep the other one busy. And don't be afraid to get a little rough. Girls secretly loved to get manhandled a little. Even my sweet little Vanille."

Vanille blushed, as if that was the first inappropriate thing either of them had said. "Fang!"

Fang winked at her.

"Anyway," Vanille said. "While you're working on her breasts, you'll probably have a hand free. You could use that to massage her bum and make her hips rock against your leg. Or, if you prefer the more direct approach, you can just use your hand to rub her directly. Either one's good."

"And after a little while of playing with her breasts, maybe a minute or two, a little longer than it takes to get her nipples hard, start to kiss your way down," Fang said. "Slow down as you get close, then right before you get to the goods, switch directions and go down one leg to about the knee, maybe mid-thigh, then go back. Skip the goods again and give the other leg some attention, too. Then on the way back, she'll probably be just about ready to beg, as long as you did the rest of it right, so go ahead and give her what she wants. Or, you can skip it again if you want to hear you beg for it." She winked at Tyler, who was glaring at the ceiling, listening to what they were saying, but not having the ability to look at them for fear of dying from embarrassment at having to be told how to have sex properly.

It was all he could do to listen instead of hating himself for not knowing it already.

"Once you start eating, don't stop, unless she wants a kiss," Fang said. "Girls love to taste themselves, even if they won't admit it, so if she wants a kiss, do it. Just make sure to leave a hand to keep her going."

"You can use your fingers to help out, too," Vanille said. "Either on her clit or inside, but either way it feels good. And when you're using your tongue, try not to constantly do the same thing. It can get to the point where it doesn't work well if you don't change it up. A good way to avoid it is to use your tongue to draw the alphabet."

"The Etro script alphabet works better, since there's about four times as many characters, but since you don't know that, yours should be fine," Fang said. "I usually do spell seals too. They're complex, and drive Vanille crazy."

"Fang!" Vanille said, blushing again.

"Oh, and no matter what, do not forget to play with her clit," Fang said. "It's only job is to provide pleasure, so make sure you use it. And if you feel like maybe you're taking too long doing foreplay, do it longer. Do it right for long enough, maybe around five minutes of the eating, and you should be able to get her to cum. It would be best to go until she cums twice, but for now, focus on the first one."

"If you get her to cum from foreplay, she'll be a lot more sensitive once you get to the main event, and will be almost guaranteed to cum again," Vanille said.

"Oh, and don't be afraid to get a little rough, either when eating, or during the main event," Fang said. "Like I said, all girls like to be dominated."

Just then, the door opened and Tyler's heart stopped as he saw the pink hair, only to start again as he realized it was Serah, though he still turned even darker red when he saw she was blushing, meaning she knew exactly what they were talking about.

"Oh, hey Serah," Fang smiled. "You come to give Tyler some advice on pleasuring Light, too?"

Serah's blush darkened, but she nodded, Tyler's eyes widening. "I overheard what you said, and, may have listened to most of your advice."

Fang grinned widely. "What a naughty girl. You want some advice for Noel? We'll get to that next. And we can give him advice if you want."

Serah's blush darkened further and she shook his head. "That's fine. I'll manage." She cleared her throat, shifting her gaze to Tyler, who was hiding his face in his hands now, feeling thoroughly humiliated that even Serah was in on this. "Most of their advice is good, except the bit about being rough. That may be what they like, but that's not Lightning. She may be tough, and the strongest person I know, but since I'm her sister, I know what she's really like. She's secretly a huge romantic, so she'd enjoy it more if you're really gentle about everything. She said that one of the reasons she fell in love with you in the first place was that, besides training, you were always really sweet and gentle with her, and you were always worried about her, even when you didn't need to be. So, when you two...uh...you know...do it, again, be gentle with her. She'll like it more that way."

Tyler groaned an acknowledgement.

"Oh, and one thing we forgot to mention," Fang said. "You can have her reciprocate if you want, but given how much of an asshole you were last time, you should probably just make it all about her this time, yeah?"

Tyler groaned again, guilt instantly blooming in his chest with the memories of how he acted last time.

"It's alright," Serah said. "She doesn't blame you. She said it was a misunderstanding, and just wants to move past it."

Tyler sighed heavily, lowering his hands and nodding. "Is there anything else, or can I go crawl into a hole and die from humiliation, now?"

"No that's it," Fang said. "You can go crawl into Light's hole now."

"Fang!" Vanille and Serah both shouted, blushing profusely as Tyler groaned again, then walked out of the room with his bag.

He seriously did not want to remember that conversation. It was bad enough that everyone knew about what happened after they had sex last time, along with why. It was worse that now at least half of them knew what they actually did last time. He decided he wasn't going to leave his room until they got wherever they were going. He didn't want to have to face the rest of the girls again. Especially Fang. She was going to be unbearable after this, no matter how things worked out.

He sighed, walking into his room and tossing his bag off to the side before grabbing a towel and a pair of clean underpants before walking into his room's bathroom, peeling his clothes off of his still sticky body and climbing into the shower. He sighed as the warm water washed over his skin, simply standing there for little while before washing himself, periodically turning the temperature down throughout the shower until he finished with the water cold, that way he wouldn't sweat after he got out. He stepped out, toweling off and pulled on his clean underwear, leaving the bathroom and dumping his dirty clothes out of his duffel bag into the dirty clothes basket. Just as he did, someone knocked on the door.

"Just a second," he said, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a tee-shirt before opening the door, finding Lightning on the other side, wearing a pair of loose, silky, pale pink pants, a matching shirt, and with her hair still damp from her own shower. "Hey. Come on in."

Lightning smiled gratefully and walked into the room, the door hissing shut behind her. She walked over to the bed and sat down, staring at the floor in silence.

Tyler frowned, walking over and kneeling in front of her. "Is everything alright?"

Lightning smiled and nodded. "Sorry. I was just thinking."

"What about?" he asked.

Her smile sank a little. "Organization XIII came after you. If we try to find somewhere to live peacefully...they'll probably come after you again."

"That's alright," he said, taking her hands. "I'm not afraid of them. And I won't let them hurt you."

She smiled. "I know. And you're definitely strong enough to protect us."

He smiled. "Talk to me Lightning. Tell me what's wrong."

She sighed, dragging her thumbs over the backs of his fingers. "We won't be able to have a normal life, will we? We won't be able to live peacefully."

"We will," Tyler said. "I promise you, we will."

She smiled, eyes watering. "How can you make that promise so easily?"

"Because there is nothing I want more than to have a life with you," Tyler said. "And I will do whatever it takes to have it."

She smiled, nodding. "Okay. I believe you."

He smiled, reaching up and kissing her. She smiled, kissing him back before he pulled back, reaching over to the bedside table and picking up a small black box Lightning hadn't noticed. She gasped instantly, eyes widening.

"I found a synthesis shop at the resort after training one day," he said, opening the box and displaying the small black ring inside with a strip of shimmering stone wrapping around it. "It took a bit of work to get it right, but it was worth it. I figured, since I was going to give this to you anyway, I should ask properly."

Lightning covered her mouth, eyes watering.

"Will you marry me?" Tyler asked.

"Yes!" Lightning said, nodding vigorously.

Tyler smiled, slipping the ring onto her finger, glad he'd asked Serah her ring size, then kissed her. Lightning kissed him back instantly, holding tightly, and he smiled, kissing her for a few seconds before pulling back. Lightning instantly slid back so he wouldn't have to crouch beside the bed anymore. He smiled, climbing on with her before sitting down, Lightning almost instantly settling in his lap, her lips fusing to his again. He smiled into the kiss, feeling his heart begin to race and his breathing beginning to grow more ragged. Lightning's own uneven breaths mixed with his own, staining his breaths with her sweet smell and setting his head spinning slowly. He began to feel a little like he was drowning in her. Every breath was held off until his lungs screamed at him to stop neglecting them, and when he did finally gasp in the air he needed, he did so without breaking the kiss. Each breath brought with it the sweet smell of Lightning's sweet-smelling shampoo, and each swipe of his tongue against her lips or tongue allowed him to taste her. It wasn't something he had the words to describe beyond saying that it tasted like her, and yet, he craved more. He held her tighter, deepening the kiss as his body responded to his craving.

Lightning let out something between a sigh and a whimper, responding in kind. Tyler leaned forward, shifting so that he could lay her down gently, neither breaking the kiss, then lay himself along her, feeling her hands clench at the back of his shirt as his leg naturally, and accidentally, landed between her legs, hers tightening around it as her hips shifted toward it slightly. He took a shaky breath, struggling to still his whirring thoughts enough to remember Fang and Vanille's advice. He remembered being embarrassed, but now that he actually wanted to use their advice, for Lightning's sake, and to make up for how he'd acted before, his mind was too numbed by Lightning's presence to recall it. All he remembered was the general topic and that it had involved the alphabet. he couldn't, for the life of him, tear his attention away from the way Lightning smelled, tasted, and felt, to remember the entire conversation. It was all just a blurred haze of embarrassment and wishing he couldn't remember. Looks like he got his wish.

As he felt Lightning's hands tug at his shirt, he decided to just wing it. If nothing else, he couldn't do a whole lot worse than the first time, right? He pulled Lightning's hands away from his shirt, slipping his own into them as he pressed them to the bed, pulling back from the kiss, instantly seeing the guilt in Lightning's eyes. He kissed her again before she could speak, then beat her to it.

"I'll lead this time," he said, kissing her on the cheek. "Let me make up for the way I acted last time."

"You don't have to," Lightning said.

He smiled down at her. "I want to."

Lightning smiled and nodded and he kissed her again, then shifted to the side of her neck, Lightning telling out a short breath as he began to press kisses to her neck. She tilted her head out of the way and he continued, exploring the soft, smooth flesh of her neck, alternating between kissing and gently suckling the skin. As he did, he found a spot that made her legs squeeze his and made her suck in a breath near the base of her neck on the side, at the hollow spot next to her collar bone. He focused there, Lightning letting out a heavy breath as he suckled a little more firmly, slipping his hands out of hers to explore her body, lightly trailing them over her arms through her shirt. After a few moments, he began to kiss his way around the front of her neck to the opposite side, once again paying the adjacent spot as the last special attention as his hands slid back up her arms to her wrists before beginning back up her arms. Finally, as he began to work his way up her neck again, his hands reached her shoulders and followed the collar down to the shirt's buttons. He pulled back, looking to her for permission, and she nodded, watching him with eyes clouded by desire and adoration in equal measure, giving him a look that made his heart jump into his throat at the same time as his chest was flooded with warmth. He would do anything for her, and yet, at the same time, he was terrified he'd hurt her again, and she would leave.

He kissed her deeply, willing his feelings of love into the kiss, and willing her to feel how grateful he was that she hadn't left when he nearly screwed everything up. She returned the kiss in kind, her hands cupping his face as his quickly unbuttoned her shirt, then splayed on her abdomen. He pulled back from the kiss, eyes dropping to admire her perfect form, finding she didn't put on a bra after her shower, allowing him to see her perfectly formed mounds in all their glory. He smiled, bending back down nd attaching his lips to her neck again where he'd left a small dark red spot on her left side, suckling at her soft flesh as his hands lightly trailed over the skin of her abdomen, his fingertips dragging lightly over her lower ribs, sides, the tones muscles, and just above the waistband of her pants. Lightning let out a shaky breath, a shiver running through her at the feeling of the light contact, and he smiled, kissing a trail downward, cracking an eye opening and seeing he had left a dark bruise behind to mar her otherwise flawless skin. He smiled internally in satisfaction. He had given her a bruise and gotten away Scott free, unlike during training, when it was usually the other way around.

He kissed along her collar bones before moving down to her breasts, Lightning arching her back slightly as he began to kiss the exposed flesh of her left breast, his left hand beginning to knead and massage the other firmly but gently. He could remember Serah's advice about being gentle. Honestly, though, he wasn't sure he could have been rough with Lightning if she'd asked him to. He didn't have it in him to. In training was one thing, since he knew she could take it. But with this, even though he was sure she could take anything he could throw at her, he doubted he'd be able to be rough even if his life depended on it.

He trailed his tongue over her skin, feeling her shiver slightly before he reached the straining flesh of her peak, his other hand gently Pinchin the other. Lightning moaned, arching her back further as her hips pressed into his leg. And just like that, the conversation with Fang came flooding back. He shifted slightly so that his legs could support his weight without his hands and without him laying on her too heavily, and his right hand, which had been supporting his weight, wrapped around her, resting on the small of her back and holding her against him for a few moments as his mouth and left hand worked her breasts. One of Lightning's hands came to rest on the back of his head as she breathed out soft sound of encouragement. After another couple of minutes, he began to kiss his way to her other breast, his right hand trailing up her side to attend to her now free breast as his left hand slid down to her lower back. However, as he captured her left nipple, suckling firmly and flicking it with his tongue, his hand slid down, cupping the firm flesh of her ass and kneading softly, Lightning moaning as her hips shifted against his leg slightly. He continued, feeling Lightning's hips beginning to shift on their own, the hand on the back of his head tangling into his hair.

Finally, he began to kiss his way down her abdomen again, slowing as he neared the waistband of her pants. He slid his lower body back and she lifted her hips for him. He hooked his fingers into her waistband instantly and tugged it down, the fabric stretching easily and slipping down her legs easily. The pants pooled on the floor off to the side as Tyler's kisses dipped below Lightning's waist to the smooth skin below, Lightning's fingers tightening in his hair slightly. However, as per Fang's instruction, he diverted at the last second, kissing his way down her leg, peppering her inner thigh with kisses, getting to about mid-thigh before starting back up. As he began to near the axis of her thighs, she spread her legs a little, either intentionally or subconsciously, inviting him in. However, once again as per instruction, he skipped to the other thigh, beginning down that one and hearing Lightning let out something between a whimper and a weak groan. He again worked his way down to about mid-thigh before starting back up. As he neared the axis of her thighs again, he slowed and she whimpered a bit louder, clearly expecting him to tease her again. However, instead, he kissed his way to her lower lips, his tongue darting out to taste her and a groan slipped out of his mouth as her sweet, yet slightly tangy, flavor sent his head spinning instantly.

Lightning moaned as he began to trail his tongue through her slit quickly, both of her hands tangling into his hair. Tyler reveled in her taste, arms wrapping around under her legs to rest on her thighs as he lapped at her juices hungrily. He did retain some semblance of composure, however. Enough to make sure not to be repetitive. However, the longer he ran his tongue through her lower lips, and the more of her taste he was rewarded with, the more he found himself craving more. It was like an addiction. No matter how much he got, he simply needed more. He moved up to her clit, flicking it with his tongue a couple of times before locking his lips around it and suckling. Lightning moaned, hips jerking before returning to the gentle rocking they'd been doing while he was working. After a few seconds, he moved down, his tongue drawing several random shapes and designs that his mind provided for him before he got curious and decided to see if he could push his tongue into her as it occurred to him that he'd probably be able to taste her more if he could. To his surprise, not only was he able to wriggle his tongue into her tight tunnel, but as soon as he did and began to wiggle it around to gather her taste, Lightning's hips jumped and she clutched at his head tightly, pulling his head into her as she moaned loudly.

"Oh my God!" the moaned. "It feels so good! Please don't stop!"

He smiled, slipping his tongue back out, then back in, again tasting her insides for a moment before he worked his way up to tend to her clit again, his right hand pulling back from her thigh in order to instead drag the tip of his finger up and down through her slit. Lightning moaned, rocking her hips as though trying to get his finger lined up to enter her, and he smiled, flicking her clit with his tongue a couple of times before suckling it again as he pushed his middle finger into her, Lightning moaning loudly, hips bucking toward his fingers and insides gripping his finger tightly. He was amazed by how tight she felt. It felt like he could barely fit his finger into her without hurting her, though she was wet enough that his finger slipped in and out of her tunnel easily. After a couple of seconds, he pulled his finger back and quickly licked his index finger before pressing both against her entrance. After a moment, his fingers slipped into her and she moaned loudly, hips once again bucking toward his fingers before they began to rock against him in time with his thrusts. He looked up at her as he began to speed up slowly, his fingers working in and out of her slick tunnel quickly, his lips and tongue working her clit diligently.

Lightning moaned, word of encouragement mixing with moans and soft cries of approval as she gasped in uneven breaths, clutching at his hair tightly with her left hand, her right sliding up to knead her own breast, her index finger and thumb toying with her nipple. After a moment, she looked down at him, hunger clouding her eyes, though he could still see the adoration with it. He held the eye contact as he began to speed up his arm quickly beginning to pump his fingers into her in a blur and Lightning's breathing rapidly deteriorated into ragged gasps and pants as her eyes grew half-lidded. Her head fell back as her eyes slipped closed, several loud moans slipping out of her between gasps for breath. Then, he felt her beginning to tremble, her tunnel tightening around his fingers as it began to quicker, the muscles in her legs beginning to coil up and tighten in anticipation.

"Tyler!" Lightning moaned. "Oh my God! I'm...I'm going to...cum!"

Tyler's eyes widened before he smiled, redoubling his efforts, speeding his fingers up more and sucking her clit more forcefully, tongue beginning to draw a random spell circle his brain imagined across it at the same time. Then, all at once, Lightning sucked in a breath and went rigid, insides clenching down on his fingers so tightly they were actually forced out of her. Then, as he pushed them back into her tunnel and continued where he'd left off, she bucked, then began to spasm, mouth open in a silent scream and face flushing as she shook and bucked, insides clenching and undulating over and over around his probing fingers, a flood of her essence gushing out of her, only for him to quickly lap it up from around his fingers, alternating between that and working her clit. Finally, she began to settle and he slowed his fingers before slipping them out of her, quickly cleaning them off before beginning to clean up the mess he'd made of her.

After a few seconds, he had finished collecting the last of it and swallowed, moving up and kissing her. Lightning moaned deeply as their tongues slid against each other's, Lightning getting a taste of her own juices. After a few more seconds, Lightning pulled back from the kiss, looking up at him longingly as her hands gripped the bottom of his shirt. He smiled, sitting back and lifting his arms. Lightning pulled the shirt off instantly before attacking his lips with a renewed fervor, hands clutching at his neck. After a few moments, he lay her back down, the kiss quickly growing even hungrier as he slipped himself out of his sweatpants and underwear. Lightning moaned as the underside of his erection pressed into her lower lips, shifting her hips to grind her slick lips against his shaft, spreading her lubricant over him.

"I love you," Lightning gasped out between kisses, her voice barely more than a hoarse whisper.

"I love you too," Tyler said, sounding no better off than her. "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" Lightning moaned, pressing herself into him harder, only for him to pull back, lining himself up. She pulled back from the kiss, moaning loudly as he slowly filled her. Her hands clenched on his shoulders and he paused, only for her to shake her head. "Keep going! It feels good!"

He nodded, leaning down and beginning to suckle at the unmarked side of her neck as he pushed the rest of the way into her. She moaned as he bottomed out, pressing into her cervix in this time. Her brow furrowed as she moaned again, pressing into him tighter, her insides seeming to clench around him, seeming to be trying to pull him deeper still. After another moment of adjusting, she finally gasped out that she was ready and he began to withdraw from her, groaning at the feeling of her slick walls sliding against him, seeming to be clinging to him in an effort to keep him inside. Finally, once only his head remained inside, he pushed back into her, once again filling her completely and earning another moan. He began to withdraw again, setting a slow pace as he worked her neck, switching back to the side he'd marked earlier when he realized the new mark was darker, trying to even it out. Not really because he wanted them to be even, but because he knew she loved feeling him doing it, and would probably be embarrassed about it in the morning, maybe mad, which for once, would be cute.

After a little while of keeping his rhythm slow and controlled, he began to speed up slightly, putting a little more force into his thrusts. After a few more minutes, Lightning's moans and gasps of encouragement began to grow hoarse and she pulled him up into a desperate, hungry kiss. He returned the kiss in kind, only realizing what was happening a second before she sucked in a breath, jerking and clenching around his member, face flushing. His eyes widened before he smiled, attaching his lips to her neck, just in front of her left pulse point this time, as he continued to speed up, his hips slapping against her thighs loudly and echoing through the room along with the wet sucking, squelching sounds of him sliding in and out of her quickly. As she began to settle, she found her voice again. However, instead of moans and gasps, she began to utter wails and cries of pleasure, pleading with him to keep going. He smiled, switching to the other side of her neck and leaving a fresh bruise behind.

Lightning's arms wrapped around under his, her hand clutching at the backs of his shoulders, fingernails biting into his skin as her legs locked around his waist, hampering his ability to pull out a bit, so instead he sped up even more by focusing on short, deep thrusts, staying most of the way inside of her as he did. His legs burned, his arms burned from holding himself up, his lungs were on fire from his ragged breathing, and it felt like his heart was about to explode, but he'd managed to get used to that during their recent sparring sessions, so he ignored it. He felt his balls start to ache from slapping against her every time he thrust into her, but he also ignored that. His own discomfort didn't matter. This was about Lightning, not him.

He felt her muscles beginning to coil up again, her arms and legs tightening around him, just as he felt his balls beginning to tighten. He pulled back from her neck, ignoring the newest bruise, and kissed her to get her attention. "Lightning...I'm going to..."

Lightning kissed him hungrily, tightening her legs around him. Then, after another handful of seconds, her entire body jerked and clenched, Lightning crying out in bliss just as Tyler snapped, burying himself into her and erupting. Her name slipped from his lips in a strained grunt as his seed flooded her, wave after wave being pumped into her, Tyler's hips continuing to thrust in jerky, uneven motions, each thrust sending a fresh wave of semen shooting into her. After what felt like an eternity of orbiting cloud nine with her, Tyler began to settle, gasping and panting for breath and with his face burning, feeling like he might have had a mild heart attack, and not caring a bit. Lightning clung to him, gasping for breath as heavily as he was, and still trembling and shaking. After another moment, he reached down, unhooking her legs from around him, then rolled, pulling her on top of him and staying firmly planted inside of her as she settled onto his chest, struggling to slow her breathing.

"Fuck," she finally panted, Tyler laughing.

"Eloquent as ever," Tyler laughed.

Lightning shook her head, smiling and kissing his shoulder. "That was incredible."

Tyler smiled, kissing her. "I love you, Lightning.

"I love you too," Lightning smiled.

"Thank you for waiting for me," Tyler said. "I'm so sorry for being so hard to deal with."

Lightning smiled, shaking her head. "I'll always wait for you. And I'll always be here for you, no matter what. You couldn't drive me away if you tried. I love you too much for that."

He smiled, brushing some loose hair behind her ear. "We did it again. Let me finish inside."

Lightning smiled. "It's alright. I don't mind." She kissed his chest before looking up at him with something in her eyes that Tyler couldn't quite place. "I wouldn't mind."

His eyes widened before he smiled widely and kissed her hard. "I'm glad. Nothing would make me happier."

She smiled, kissing him before setting her head down, closing her eyes and sighing comfortably as he wrapped his arms more tightly around her, her own arms still wrapped around under his, now pinned between him and the bed.

"Let me know if you want your arms back," Tyler said.

She smiled and shook her head, shifting her arms to wrap them around him properly. "It's alright. I'll manage."

He smiled and nodded, kissing the top of her head before setting his head back down.

"And just so you know," Lightning said, Tyler looking down at him, seeing the knowing, unimpressed look in her eyes, despite the smile on her lips, "you're going to be paying for those bruises tomorrow."

Tyler laughed, kissing her again before setting his head back down. "I don't doubt it."

She huffed and set her head back down, then yawned. He pulled the sides of the blanket across them like a human burrito and she smiled, cuddling into him tighter before drifting off to sleep, Tyler following shortly after.

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