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We'll Talk Later Missy	By : hanyou007 Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XIII Views: 3250 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-We'll Talk Later Missy
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Just now reposting this story. Looks like my last disclaimer was not adequate enough. But anyway, this was a real fun story to write, and who knows I may continue it. Lord knows this girl has some writers block to deal with.
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Vanille let out a soft happy sigh as she dropped down onto the freshly washed sheets she had just spread across the bed. Our bed… She thought, simply not believing that after all this time, everything she had been through, Fang, Ragnarok, sleeping as a crystal for centuries, Cocoon, capture, escape, Gran Pulse, her Eidolion… All of those things had led her here, back to Oerba, to home.
Looking around the small quaint house she smiled. Everything was caked with dust (thus the need to wash her sheets) until she had opened up the windows and sent one good blast of Aero magic through the house, then yelped as she also sent things that weren’t held or tied down all over the place. Fang had fallen over laughing as Vanille quickly scrambled all over to put things back in their place. But in the end the house looked the exact same way it had looked when they left it all those centuries ago.
The group had decided to rest for the night in her deserted hometown of Oerba before moving on to whatever waited for them next. The boys had shacked up in a house on the other side of the main square together while Lightning joined Fang and Vanille. She now slept down the hall from Fang and Vanille’s room. A room the couple had not been in for over five hundred years.
“I can’t believe it… Everything is almost exactly how we left it…” The orange haired girl said as she sat on the edge of the bed, Fang lying down behind her with a soft smile on her face. “Well besides… Everyone is gone but… It’s all here. Even our house…” She turned to look at her over her shoulder, her innocent eyes beaming, “We are really home!”
Fang couldn’t help how her smile grew; she loved it when Vanille was like this. Grinning she pointed over to the little robot who was curled up in the corner of the room. “Yep, even Bhakti was home waiting for you to come back.” She then silently thought to herself, And thank you Sazh for fixing him… Or I would have been dealing with a crying Pulsian girl all night…
Vanille’s bright smile only grew that much more and she crawled over to Fang, lying down on her side next to her partner and resting her head on her strong yet still feminine shoulder. “It’s just so perfect… Like this was our real reward for completing our focus all those years ago.”
The dark haired Pulsian sighed, not wanting to be the buzz kill but knowing she had to be. “You know we can’t stay Van… this is only to rest ourselves and then set back off. We still have a lot to do with our friends.” She took a deep breath. “And even if we finish that… There is no guarantee that the next time we go to sleep as crystals… It won’t be permanent.”
Vanille looked down and her smile dimmed slightly before looking back up. “I know… but it’s still here… We came back once and we could do it again. And then we could finally come home again. Once this is all over, start everything over and live the life we never got to have.”
Fang just couldn’t bring herself to shoot that one down. Who knows? Maybe the little scamp is right and we just might make it through all this… She smiled back at her and kissed the top of her head affectionately. “Maybe we can… Will need to do a serious fixer upper here though. Won’t be fun to live in a town when you're the entire population”
“Will ask our friends to come live here of course! Once we save Serah and Dajh I bet they would love to get away from Cocoon!” Vanille replied with her trademark enthusiasm.
Fang rolled her eyes, not letting on how much she liked the idea. “Oh I’m sure that will be just bloody lovely. That sod Snow and his new wifey keeping us all up every single bleeding night.”
“Yeah, or Sazh having to chase Dajh and the chick around the whole town.” Vanille replied with a gri
The dark haired pulsian could only shake her head. “And do you really want to live in the same town as Lightning?” She got a very serious look on her face and she tried to make her voice sound a bit deeper, a mock serious tone in it as she glared at her girl. “Just stay out of my way guys. This is something I must do on my own. I… will… cut… this lawn… by myself!!!”
The little girl burst out into laughter, rolling around on the bed at the thought of their fearless pink haired leader actually having to adjust to a normal homemaker life. “Oh could you imagine… Lightning… having to wear an apron!”
This time it was Fang who burst out in laughter next to her girl. “Yeah right. And the next Adamantoise we run into is gonna give birth to a Behemoth with wings.” She wiggled her eyebrows at her. “We all know she’ll make Hope do it all anyway, that little fairy.”
Vanille pouted and smacked Fang on her toned and muscled arm. “Hey! Hope has really grown up. Give the boy some credit, he’s been through a lot!”
“Oh I will give him that, but he’s still a little fairy. That boy is only a few steps away from asking Light if he can be her daughter, and you if he can borrow your makeup.”
Vanille could only giggle and shake her head, again resting it against her partner’s shoulder with a content sigh. The silence that came after was comfortable, both women loving the chance to finally relax. The minutes stretched on, and the orange haired girl’s eyelids began to droop while her breathing deepened.
It was then that Fang finally spoke up, her voice quieter then usual. “I think it is time we had that talk…”
Vanille stilled and bit her lip. She remembered when they had been reunited on the airship, when Fang had promised her they would speak in private. Since then she had continued the charade of not remembering anything from there past lives to try and hide the horror of it from Fang. That was until her Eidolion Hecatoncheir had come, and confirmed all of her horrible secrets to the suspicious Fang. Now it looked like it was time to face the music.
“I’m… I’m sorry I lied Fang… Really I am. But… It just wasn’t fair! You shouldn’t have had to do it by yourself! It was my focus as well! I should ha…”
Fang placed her fingers on the girl’s lips and held them there. Sitting up and pulling her partner with her, and placing the much smaller girl easily onto her lap, Fang smiled at her. “And I told you love, to not worry about it. It’s my job to protect you, not the other way around.”
Vanille shook her head back and forth, almost like a little girl would. “No! You can’t protect me from everything Fang! We have to stay together and face things together! You can’t just stand in front and take all the punishment for me!”
Sighing softly Fang leaned in and kissed the girl softly on her forehead. “We are a team, and we did face it together.” She cut off Vanille when she tried to respond with another press of her fingers to her lips. “Shhh. I mean it. I could never have stood up to everything we faced if I didn’t have you there behind me, giving me something to fight for.”
The petite girl looked down at her lap. “But it’s not the same.”
“Yes it is… You're my whole reason for putting up with all this bollocks. You give me the strength to fight the battles that you aren’t strong enough to fight yourself.” She grinned widened. “That’s what a team is, baby. We cover for each others weakness and become stronger because of it.”
She took Vanille’s head in her hands and planted her lips softly on the other girls. She held it for a moment then pulled back. “So no more of this lone wolf business. You and I are a team.” She then leaned back in and this time she pressed her lips much more firmly against her lovers.
Vanille’s heart leaped from the strong possessive way Fang kissed her and could not help herself, the girl threading her arms around the woman’s neck and pressing her lips back against Fang’s. She let out a soft whimper against her lips and pulled her smaller body up against the tall dark haired woman’s.
Fang let out a soft groan and grabbed at Vanille’s small waist. All the need and worry that had built up when they were apart now finally had a chance to be released. She tugged the shorter orange haired girl as close to her as possible and slipped her tongue into her warm and wet mouth, sliding it over her teeth then thoroughly licking everything inside her mouth she could get too.
The two stayed locked in that position for several moments until finally Vanille pulled away panting for air. She gasped over and over again until finally she was able to speak. “Aren’t… we… supposed… to be talking… right now?”
The woman slowly smirked, the corner of her lip tilting up as her eyes sparkled mischievously at her partner. “You know what… we’ll talk later missy.”
Vanille’s eyes sparkled right back at her and she threw her arms around the taller woman’s neck again, tilting her head up and excitedly pressing her lips against Fang’s own. The dark haired woman hummed into the little girl’s lips and pressed her tongue forward, forcing Vanille to part them and open up to her lover. The pulsian did not disappoint her, and the second her tongue entered, she sucked softly on it, making Fang groan in arousal as her athletic form tensed up underneath Vanille.
Breaking the kiss after a few moments and panting slightly, Vanille looked up at Fang with a very playful looking grin plastered to her face. Still straddling Fang’s lap she rolled her petite, pixy like body down firmly into her. With the short orange skirt she wore bunching up at her hips, it left nothing but the thin pink panties she wore protecting her heated core from Fang’s own body.
Shuddering, the black-haired girl gripped at Vanille’s slim waist and bit down on her lip, the feeling of her lover’s body rubbing against her own making her eyes dilate slightly and her fingers dig into those soft hips. She leaned in and licked at Vanille’s earlobe, breathing heatedly into her ear as she spoke, “It’s been too long since I got to touch you…” And then she ground back up against her, making Vanille feel a very hard bulge pushing firmly up into her rapidly heating center.
“Ohhh…” Vanille’s mouth opened into a soft little ‘O’ then her eyes got that mischievous glint in them again. She slowly started sliding down off the taller woman’s lap and onto the floor in front of her while Fang stayed seated on the bed. The woman arced an eyebrow up at the girl now below her, and shook her head with a chuckle.
Grinning up at her, Vanille’s small hands went to work, flipping up the intricate long blue skirt to reveal a pair of black booty shorts that were currently being tented up by a monstrous bulge. Tugging them down, the pixy girl revealed a throbbing 10-inch length, with an impressive set of balls swaying underneath it. Behind them, she could just make out the slick lips of the older woman’s core, but Vanille only had eyes for one thing.
Leaning forward she flicked out her small tongue and dragged it up the underside of the thick shaft. “I wonder… Do you think they’ve figured it out yet?”
Fang grabbed at Vanille’s petite shoulders and bit her lip. “Sazh knows… Asked me a while ago, some Cooconites still know their history apparently…”
“But Lightning, Snow, and Hope?” The little orange-haired girl asked while her tongue slid down the cock again and then started moving all over one of Fang’s sensitive balls, continuing to act like it was just a normal conversation, knowing it would frustrate her.
“Oh bloody hell Vanille…” Fang cursed and her knees trembled from the feeling of the slick appendage prodding at her. One hand left her shoulder and grabbed at one of the girls orange pigtails. “No they are… both still pretty ignorant… as far as I know…”
Vanille could only giggle as she moved her tongue over to the other ball. “It was so cute when Hope asked us if we had boyfriends back in our time…” She giggled then opening her tiny mouth wide, took the entire fleshy ball into her mouth and sucked softly on it.
“Yeah… Won’t see many of those in an all girl and futa society… There probably hasn’t been a male in Gran Pulse in a melli… ohhh fuck Van!!!” Fang’s eyes widened and she cried out in surprise as she felt her lover’s warm, wet mouth wrap around the sensitive flesh. She groaned and hunched over her. “Oh god… warn me next time…”
Mischievous green eyes sparkled up towards lust filled grayish-blue ones and Vanille switched over to the other ball, her cheeks bulging as she took it into her mouth and sucked on the sensitive flesh. Her cute face continued to beam up at her while her hand came up to softly stroke the futa’s length up and down.
“Shit Vanille… You little minx…” Fang let her head tilt back and exhaled slowly, shuddering at how good the girl’s mouth felt, and how long it had been since she last had experienced it. Longer then you even think Fang, you literally haven’t gotten any for over 500 years… Fang thought wryly to herself. Well at least Vanille can’t ever question my self-control.
The little pixie slowly let the now saliva-slick ball drop out of her mouth with a wet popping sound then smiled back up at her futa. Moving back up to her head and wrapping her warm, soft lips around it and slowly began sucking. Her small fingers wrapped around the futa’s base and began jerking her up and down.
Fang could only groan, her hands going back to Vanille’s pig-tails and undoing them from their bonds, letting the girls orange hair fall free down to her shoulders. She then buried her fingers into it and gripped it firmly as the girl’s expert mouth took her deeper. “Damn Van… One would think you would get rusty after a few centuries…” She chuckled softly at her own joke.
Vanille only grinned at her with her eyes, then tilted her head back and removed her hand, letting her lover’s cock slide down her throat. She didn’t stop until her lips were pursing around the base of Fang’s cock, her cute little nose pushing against the toned lower abs of the futa. The position made her warm, wet throat create a perfect tight tunnel around the length inside it. Then, she placed her hands on the futa’s hips and bobbed her head back and forth.
The green eyes of the futa rolled back into her head at the heavenly feel the girl created for her. Fang’s cock twitched inside the throat as the pressure slowly built up the inside of the thick shaft. Vanille’s tongue continued to work as well, rubbing and flicking back and forth on the underside of her cock, only making the pressure climb that much hotter.
“Van… I’m gonna…” Fang managed to gasp out, her fingers balling into a fist in Vanille’s orange hair. Her balls tightened and every single part of her seemed to clench up as she tried to get the girl to pull back. But Vanille only hummed softly and took her back down all the way, her wide innocent green eyes looking back up to Fang’s with a look that clearly said, Go ahead.
Those eyes were all it took. Fang’s hips jerked and bucked up into the smaller girl’s face as she hit her climax, her tip bursting a thick jet of her warm cum down the girl’s throat. The cock was so deep that the girl barely even had to swallow each jet that came from the moaning futa.
Despite her need for air Vanille patiently waited for her futa to finish, and when her trembles finally ended and Fang was left panting in the aftermath, Vanille finally pulled away. Breathing deeply and then flashing Fang a bright grin, she then dutifully cleaned off the leftover cum from the tip of the cock with her tongue. Each soft stroke of it against her right now extremely sensitive head brought another tremble to Fang’s body.
“Damn… you always did like to finish the job…” Fang said when the girl finally gave her a break and pulled back.
Vanille only grinned as she sat back on her heels and licked her lips. “That's because I love the look on your face after I do it. You look like a big ole’ dog that just ate and is ready for a nap.”
One of Fang’s sculpted eyebrows arced up into the air, the look on her face flitting between amusement and confusion. “Umm I’m not so sure if I should be taking that as a compliment.”
Vanille burst into giggles as she stood up and climbed back onto Fang’s lap, wrapping her arms around her neck as she leaned in and kissed her quickly. “Just take it from me, it is.”
Fang chuckled softly as her hands came back up to softly massage the girl’s hips, one finger slowly outlining the l’Cie mark on her skin and making her shiver. “Well then maybe I should act like a big ole’ dog then…” Leaning in she whispered softly into her ear. “And claim my bitch.”
The smaller girl let out a shaky breath at her words, feeling heat pool deep inside her body, always loving the wild untamed side of her futa. Her hips squirmed on top of the girls lap, and making Fang’s length start to harden back up again.
Grinning at her girl’s reaction Fang pulled her back onto the bed, rolling her so the smaller girl was on her back. She then leaned in and pushed up the pink tube top along with the elaborate beads of the girl up and over her breasts, leaving it bunched up there so she could lean in and suck on one of her hard pink nipples, making the orange haired girl whimper and arc up into her mouth.
“Oh Fang…” She mewled out while stroking her hair.
Fang continued to suck on the girl’s nipple while her hands went lower, flipping up the girl’s little mini skirt and tugging off her panties, making Vanille’s breath hitch in anticipation. Then she kissed her way back up the girls chest, to her neck, and finally to her lips, where she breathed softly against them as she spoke.
“You know what I dreamed of while we slept for all those years?” The futa asked, pressing her large length firmly against the smaller girls core, making her whimper and arc her hips up into her.
“N… no. What?” Vanille barely managed to stammer out, her nails digging into Fang’s toned shoulders.
“You…” She breathed against her lips then ground her length firmly against the girl’s slick lips. “Always you. You out picking flowers, you cleaning the house, you practicing your magic.” Fang grinned against her lovers lips and let her tip gently prod and almost slip inside her. “You panting and gasping beneath me on your hands and knees…”
Vanille’s body arced as her eyes clenched shut, whimpering at the sweet torture her lover was inflicting on her nerves. “Fang please! Don’t tease me!”
The dark haired woman smirked against her lips. “Sure thing love…” Then using her impressive strength she flipped the petite girl over and tugged her up to her hands and knees, making the girls pert ass stick up into the air. Fang let out a husky groan at the sight and licked her lips. “Mmm maybe your right about the whole dog thing Van. I really like you in this position.”
Vanille yelped out as she suddenly found herself in the position then shivered at Fang’s words. She started to answer but her words quickly died when she felt the thick tip of Fang’s cock slowly start to press into her, making her small pussy lips spread apart. “Oh by the gods…”
Pushing her hips forward Fang continued to slide deeper and deeper into the girl, not stopping until her pelvis was pressing firmly against the soft cheeks of Vanille’s ass. Letting out a low groan she bent down, pressing her breasts firmly into the girls back. “Fuck love, god I forgot how good you felt.” She then pulled back and rammed herself firmly back into the girl, her pelvis slapping against her ass.
“Fang!” The orange haired girl cried out, pressing her ass back into the thrust. “Oh harder! Take me harder.”
And Fang did, relentlessly pounding her length into the petite little girl below her as hard as she could, using all the strength in her athletic body to drive into her. Vanille’s moans increased in volume as they spilled over and over again from her lips. The sounds of Fang’s hips slapping against her ass was joined by the wet squishing noise of her cock driving into the girl’s pussy, which got that much more moist as her arousal grew.
Both bodies began to get slick from perspiration as they continued, both panting from the exertion. Fang began to feel the girl’s walls tightening around her cock as her squeals of pleasure got louder. Leaning over her again she panted into her ear. “Where do you want me to cum Van… Inside you… or all over that sexy arse of yours…”
Vanille’s face screwed up in concentration as she tried to hold on, her hands gripping at the sheets below her while she felt like her stomach was tying itself into knots. She could barely get her words out between her gasps and moans. “In… oh…. side… oh god… me… oh fuck Fang!” She finally cried out as her control completely slipped, crying out as she came hard around her lover’s length.
Fang almost choked at the feeling of the girl’s walls clenching up like a vice around her. She barely was able to get one more thrust into her and then the pressure inside her burst, her cum spurting deep inside the smaller girl, one jet after another until finally she collapsed, panting on top of her.
Keeping herself inside the girl, Fang carefully got them both onto their sides, and then pulled the girl snuggly against her chest, tugging the sheet of the bed over them both. Vanille let out a tired sounding giggler and nuzzled back into her. “Aww… your such a softie Fang. Acting tough but always looking to take care of me.”
Fang could only grin as she kissed at the slick skin of the girl’s neck. “Shh… get yourself some sleep Van… We’re probably heading out tomorrow remember?”
Vanille sighed and nodded her head, letting out a cute little yawn. “Yeah… but we’re gonna come back right?”
Fang’s grin only grew wider. “We’ll talk about that later missy.”
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Lightning bit her lip as she saw the two slowly fall into dreamland, her hand still gripping the rock hard length in her shorts. She had come thinking there was a struggle, and barely was able to get herself back behind the door frame when she saw Vanille drop to her knees and began servicing the cock of the futa. And then she heard their conversation on wither or not the group knew about Fang.
Lightning shuddered as she slowly slid down to the floor against the wall, still gripping her cock up and down with her fist. That's where this is from… I… I have pulsian blood… The realization combined with the images of Fang taking the young girl on her hands and knees and finally combined to make her arc up into her hand, barely stifling her cry with her other hand as she came into her shorts.
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