Inter-Office Memorandum | By : hariblue Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy X-2 Views: 1336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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“You’re out? How can you be out? Paine reserved that machina for the Gullwings months ago!” Waving her arms about frantically, Rikku confronted an engineer inside the Machine Faction HQ. The engineer checked his clipboard and said, “Sorry Rikku, but I did talk with you just last week about the deadline for picking it up. When no one showed up for it, I had to sell it to the first guy on the waiting list.”
“Oh poopie!” wailed Rikku. Picking up the new machina had been the one responsibility Paine had entrusted her with, and she couldn’t believe she’d screwed it up. "Paine’s going to take away what’s left of my Respect Points when she finds out I missed the deadline because I was messing around in Luca," she thought unhappily. “There’s not a single one left here?” she asked, nearly in tears.
“Nope, those things sold incredibly fast. Aside from Gippal, even us workers couldn’t get a hold of one,” he replied. Rikku’s eyes went wide. “Wait a minute! Did you say Gippal has one?”
“Yup, he installed it in his office right then and there, lucky bast--“
Rikku didn’t bother listening and rushed past him towards Gippal’s office. With any luck, Gippal wouldn’t even be there and she could just “borrow” it; no muss, no fuss. Seeing that the door to his office wasn’t shut all the way, Rikku carefully peeked inside and found the leader of the Machine Faction sitting at his desk concentrating on gluing something together. "Hmm…better change tactics," she thought. “Gippal!!!” she called out cheerily as she burst into the room.
Startled, Gippal jumped in his chair and ceramic shards flew everywhere. “Rikku.” It was about all Gippal could push out of his mouth. He’d been spent the whole day going over the sphere in his mind and deciding just how he’d go about approaching Rikku, and now, without warning she’d come right to him, just bouncing into his office. After his initial shock, the now all too familiar lust thrust right back into the front of his mind. Feeling himself starting to heat up, Gippal looked carefully at Rikku for any hint of what she was up to, but as far as he could tell she was her usual self. He, on the other hand, was having a hard time focusing now that he knew exactly what was underneath that skimpy outfit of hers.
“Oopsies…” Rikku walked over to his chair, picked up some of the pieces that landed on the floor, and deposited them on the desk. She turned to look at Gippal and found that he seemed completely unconcerned with the mess. Instead, he was watching her intently and…starting to blush? “Well it does feel kinda warm in here,” she thought. Though if she were honest, it almost always did feel that way when she was around Gippal. Brushing that thought aside for more practical matters, Rikku put her most friendly face on. “Focus Rikku! Think of your respect points!” she silently reminded herself. Leaning a hip up on Gippal’s big desk, Rikku asked “So how’s it going?” Smiling, she waited for an answer, but Gippal just leaned back in his chair; his gaze becoming speculative.
“How’s it going?” He repeated the question in his mind, intrigued to find that she was acting as if nothing had happened. Gippal briefly wondered whether Rikku was trying to mess with his head in yet another of her crazy schemes. “Or maybe…she’s waiting for me to make my move?” he guessed. With various scenarios of how such a move might play out running through his head, Gippal quickly warmed to that idea.
“Helloooo Gippal?” Rikku leaned forward and waved her hand in front of Gippal’s face. “Man, he’s acting weird today,” she mused. “And what’s with that face? He’s staring at me like he’s a Chocobo Eater, and I’m covered in yellow feathers!” Rather than responding to Rikku, Gippal stood slowly with a small smirk on his face and took a step in her direction. He leaned in, putting a hand on either side of her with palms resting on his desk. “Wh-what are you do-?” asked Rikku.
She found herself unable to speak when Gippal moved the final inches forward and slowly rubbed his lips against hers. He pulled back just an inch or two and looked into Rikku’s eyes, waiting to see her response. Rikku was having a hard time believing what had just happened. After years of his teasing and what she secretly called his Auto-Flirt ability, Gippal had kissed her. “Well?” he asked.
“Are you kidding me?” she thought. She wasn’t sure what had brought this on, but no way was she missing this chance! Rikku hooked her arm around Gippal’s neck and yanked him back to her, kissing him with every bit of pent up passion she had. Feeling his erection against her, she looked up at him a bit surprised. After spending the pretty much the entire day with a semi-hard on, Gippal felt he was beyond embarrassment. In between kisses, he admitted “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” Rikku blushed, pleased by his confession. “Well in that case…” She reached out to stroke his penis through his pants. Deciding there was no way he could get close enough to her with this many layers between them, Gippal began undoing her clothes. Rikku, trying to do the same to him was quickly frustrated. “Why do you hafta wear such hard clothes Gippal?”
“Hey, I gotta keep up the image you know?” he laughed and helped her out. Gippal reached for her but stopped when Rikku shook her head. “Hang on a sec; I’ve always wanted to do this.” With great flair, Rikku swept all the papers and the pieces of his mug off Gippal’s desk and onto the floor. Gippal looked down at a week’s worth of hard work now mixed up on the floor and then back at Rikku who was wearing nothing but a coy smile. “Well that’s a no brainer,” he thought and grabbing Rikku by the waist, he deposited her on the desk.
“Let’s see if I remember how this went.” Gippal nudged Rikku onto her back, prompting her to wind her legs around him. “Whaddya talkin’ ab- oooh wowie!” Rikku closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Gippal massaging her breasts while he worked his mouth bit by bit down the side of her neck. Scraping his teeth lightly against the nape of Rikku’s neck, Gippal moved one hand down and between her legs. Rubbing gently, he coupled the movement of his hand with the flicking of his tongue at her breast.
When Rikku began moving restlessly against him, Gippal kicked open the middle drawers on either side of his desk. He pulled her closer to the edge of the desk, guiding her feet to rest on the drawers and leaving her legs spread wide. “You like this next, don’t you Rikku?” he said as he began to circle her clit with his fingers firmly. Gasping with pleasure, she nodded her assent. Tilting her head up for a kiss, Rikku rubbed her tongue against Gippal’s and used her legs to pull him closer. “My turn,” she thought and reached for his cock. Gippal’s breath caught in his throat as Rikku sat up on the desk and stroked him firmly. Slipping down from the desk, Rikku pushed Gippal down into his chair and kneeled in front of him. Keeping her eyes on his face to watch his reaction, she licked him slowly from the base of his penis to the tip.
Gippal was transfixed by the sight of that sweet little mouth hovering right where he wanted it. Sure, this hadn’t been in the sphere, but he figured adding it in certainly couldn’t hurt. Rikku took him deeply into her mouth, bobbing down then back up to suck on the tip of his erection. “Man she’s good at that…” he thought as his good eye started to roll back in his head. Gippal moaned, gripping the arms of his chair to keep himself from thrusting up as Rikku began to swallow the head of his cock with each downward movement. He soon stopped her, however, saying, “Rikku, if you keep doing that we aren’t going to make it to the really fun part,” and tugged her up onto his lap.
Rikku moved to straddle him and then reached up to let her hair loose. Grinding up against his cock, she asked, “Hey Gippal, not that I’m complaining or anything, but how come you’re calling me Rikku now and not Cid’s girl?” Gippal winced and said, “Rikku, your Pops is that last person I want to be thinking about when I’ve got you naked in my office.”
Rikku laughed, “Survival instinct’s as strong as ever huh?” Leaning forward she whispered in his ear, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell if you don’t.” With her left hand braced on Gippals hard chest, Rikku spread herself with her right hand and dipped a finger inside. Sliding her finger in and out of her slick entrance, she asked, “So is it time for the really fun part now?” Gippal couldn’t quite manage a witty response to that. Instead, he gripped Rikku’s hips as she positioned herself just above him, moving down until his cock was just parting her folds. Gippal was about to thrust up when he remembered. “Wait, not like this.” Rikku faltered a bit, “Wh-what do you mean?”
After helping Rikku off his lap, Gippal got up from the chair. It was stupid he knew, but dammit he’d been fantasizing about this for so long he was determined to get it right. He turned Rikku around, pulling her back flush against his chest. “Like this, Rikku.” He cupped her breast with his hand and with his other, entered her with two fingers. Rikku cried out as Gippal moved his fingers in short thrusting motions, rubbing the heel of his hand on her clit with each stroke. Rubbing his cock against her backside, Gippal sucked on her neck as he did his best to drive her crazy. With her senses completely overloaded with Gippal, Rikku soon found herself nearing an orgasm. Wanting him to take her, she called out to him, “Gippal, come inside me. I want- ah!” Gippal added another finger. “More?” he asked. “Gippal, you…meanie…” Rikku panted. “Stop teasing me!” With a huge grin Gippal nudged Rikku’s face towards him for a kiss . “Sorry, can’t help myself sometimes.”
“Sometimes? Hah!” thought Rikku. Stepping away from Gippal and over to the desk, she braced her legs far apart. With her arms on the desk for support, Rikku arched her back and thrust out her hips as she bent slowly forward. Biting her bottom lip for extra effect she looked over her shoulder at Gippal whose eye was rather obviously fixed below her waist. Rikku smirked, “Well let me know when you’ve gotten a hold of yourself Gippal. I’ll just wait over here…”
She’d barely had time to blink before Gippal was right behind her. After a quick, shallow penetration, Gippal leaned over her; effectively pinning her to the desk and with each subsequent thrust worked his way a bit further inside her. Rikku’s body worked to adjust to the invasion, inner muscles clamping down on his hot penis. Rikku felt her body give way to him stroke by stroke. With the pleasure spreading through her, she demanded, “Gippal, harder…”
He grunted and began thrusting with heavy lunges, each drive sinking him deeper inside of her, until the desk beneath them shook from the force of their bodies. Gippal buried his face in her hair, taking in Rikku’s scent with every breath. Man, the fantasies he’d concocted were nothing compared to the feeling of Rikku wet and gripping his cock. With Rikku moaning and pushing back onto him every time he plunged into her, he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. Lifting up slightly, Gippal reached between Rikku and his desk. Spreading open her folds to expose her clitoris, Gippal tapped it, lightly at first then with rising intensity, in counterpoint rhythm to his thrusts. With a few more hard thrusts, Rikku threw her head back with a near scream, the walls of her vagina squeezing his cock tightly and triggering his own orgasm. Groaning loudly with pleasure, Gippal plunged deeply inside of her as he came. The force of his final thrust pushed Rikku forward, her left hand knocking against the sphere viewer which was mounted on the corner of Gippal’s desk.
“Wow,” thought Rikku as she lay there with Gippal enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm, “That was…wow.“
“Gippal…” a sultry voice cut into the sounds of them trying to catch their breath. Feeling Gippal’s body stiffen on top of her, Rikku looked up in shock wondering who’d walked in on them. When she found that the voice came from herself – her naked video self that is - Rikku’s jaw dropped. Oh god, she remembered this night. She’d been drunk and horny and –
“What the hell is this Gippal???” Rikku smacked him upside the head and then lunged for the stop button. “How did– where – what is this!?!” she stammered as she poked repeatedly at the eject button. Gippal who was still a bit drained from his orgasm was having some trouble catching up to what had just happened. One second he was laying there enjoying the afterglow and then the next Rikku was yelling and hitting him. He’d been surprised at first to hear the sphere playing, but just as he’d begun thinking it might be fun to watch it with Rikku the storm had erupted.
Seeing Rikku pulling the sphere out and raising her hand up to smash it on the desk, he quickly blurted out “Hey, be careful! I was planning on keeping that.” Rikku’s hand froze and then lowered slowly. When she turned to look at Gippal, Rikku’s eyes flashed dangerously. “You were what?” she asked quietly. Unheeding of the potential danger Gippal replied, “Well it was for me wasn’t it? I thought it might be kinda hot for us to-“
“You big jerk!!!”
It took ten minutes, a black eye, and several painful bruises to get Rikku to listen to and tentatively believe his story. An hour after that, she helped pull Gippal up from the floor and get dressed. Even though he felt like his bruises had grown bruises in protest of that additional exertion, Gippal found that he couldn’t stop grinning. He was going to have to piss Rikku off more often.
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Elsewhere....
“Thanks for the help Baralai, I’ll stop by in a few days then.” Paine said a quick goodbye and turned off the CommSphere. As she checked her sword and workout equipment, Paine reflected on her surprisingly good mood. She quickly came to the conclusion that it stemmed primarily from the absence of noise, or to be more specific, the absence of Rikku. Rikku had left for her Djose errand yesterday, and Paine had been enjoying the solitude ever since. Thinking of the constant hyper happiness which had left Rikku’s Respect Points in the single digits, Paine was able to stifle the tiny twinge of guilt she might otherwise have felt. With Yuna off in Besaid with Tidus, Paine had been left alone for over a month with no one else around to absorb the tiny blonde’s…energy.
As she walked by Shinra’s station, he called out “So did you test it out yet?” Stopping, Paine pulled out what looked like a blue marble about the size of her thumbnail and tossed it over.
“It works.”
In a tone that suggested he was rolling his eyes, Shinra replied, “I already know the Spy Sphere Recorder prototype works. I am currently gathering data about the quality of the video.”
Paine shrugged and headed for the door, “Well I didn’t watch it myself, but according to Baralai, Gippal was very…excited by it.”
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