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Sweet Relief	By : CynicalScribbler Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy X-2 Views: 5868 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This is just me wanting to write some filthy smut for amusement and fun.

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There must have been some look on Rikku’s face that gave away the horrifying reality of what she had done to Lulu, who seemed more amused than anything else. While Rikku had plenty of bravado at the sight of Wakka’s thick cock eager to bury itself deep into Rikku’s willing body, there were complications that she hadn’t…particularly thought of in the moment of her excitement. And yet here she was, simmering in an afterglow and wearing little more than a shy amount of satisfaction while her hand seemed to eagerly stroke up and down Wakka’s morning wood at the breakfast table. It was weird, pleasantly weird, but weird.

“That’s what you’re worried about?” Lulu said, her chuckle as husky as ever as Wakka shifted contently with an easy breath. Rikku wasn’t sure if she was embarrassed or not, because her tongue slick hand was working up and down Wakka’s shaft. What was handjob to go with the morning meal? “Yuna finding out?”

“Wouldn’t it be bad?” Rikku mumbled, her swirl eyes watching Wakka’s swollen cock twitch against her smoothly shifting hand. Jeez, Lulu wasn’t kidding about him being backed up…’you know what they say about Besaid men’, she had said with some wry amusement. No, Lulu…no she didn’t know anything about what they said about Besaid men at all. Still, she promised to help and she was still doing it.

“Just…tell her you’re sphere hunting or something, ya?” Wakka sighed, leaning back on her elbows. “What’s the big deal, Rikku?”

“Says the guy getting sex,” Rikku pouted, picking up the pace of her hand almost out of some childish rebellion, all that did was make a pleasant little groan escape Wakka’s lips that made her flush carry right between her legs. It wasn’t fair how this dumb bumpkin Blitzball player was such a turn on. It didn’t help that she hadn’t exactly been active for a while, and this guy being a hot mess over everything she was doing was such an ego boost, how was she supposed to say no?

“I’ll handle Yuna,” Lulu assured easily. “You hold your end of the bargain, and I’ll hold mine, Rikku.”
“Um, sure…” Rikku grinned faintly, squeezing the base of Wakka’s cock as he grunted in surprise. “Is he always this, you know…”

“Eager? Yes,” Lulu chuckled. “They say Blitzballers have lots of stamina, you know…their sport isn’t exactly an easy one.” The thought had faintly crossed her mind, but she was honestly more in amazement than anything else.

“Right, so can I just um…” Rikku said faintly as Lulu tilted her head a fraction.

“You can do whatever you like with him,” Lulu stated easily. “He understands the rules…and the consequences of breaking those rules,” she purred, settling her unyielding gaze to her husband. “Don’t you, Wakka?”

“I do, I do,” Wakka insisted with a faint exhale. “C’mon, Lu! I promised, didn’t I?”

“So there you go,” Lulu said easily. “It is not my place to tell you how to do this, do what you feel is right.” The was a faint pause in Rikku’s expression as her hand lazily slid across the thick, pulsating shaft in her hand. Her mind was honestly abuzz with just what she could do, as opposed to what she couldn’t. She had never really been shy about sex, most people were too stuffy to have any fun with it…but here she was on some bumpkin island getting a dick on a proverbial platter. What was a girl supposed to do?

“Got it,” Rikku purred happily. Besaid Islanders weren’t really too shy on nudity anyway, given the kind of temperatures they could have when summer came around. But that still didn’t stop her main problem: Yuna, and Paine. Oh, ramm! If Paine found out, she’d never hear the end of it! To say nothing of Yuna!

“Are you okay, Rikku?” Wakka said dryly, watching her face go through a storm of seemingly random emotions.

“Ugh,” Rikku sighed, her fingers finally shifting away from Wakka’s throbbing erection to rub her face. “Man, since when did sex have to be so complicated?”

“Eh?” Wakka grunted. “What are you goin’ on about now, girl? What’s it matter if Yuna knows, eh? It’s not like she’s going to stop it.” He said, sitting up a little.

“Yeah yeah,” Rikku sighed. “But the Brother would know, and Buddy! How am I supposed to explain it?” she huffed, elbows on the table with a pout. Her sexcation was starting to become a headache-cation. And after all the fuss to get Yuna out of here, she was back here on her own! How was she supposed to justify that, too?

“Let me handle it,” Lulu chuckled. “Trust me, Rikku.” Trust her? Well, she didn’t see why she couldn’t…after all, they had fought Sin together and everything, and Lulu was one of the people who was on her side when she first joined their little group. And Lulu had contacted her about this, not anyone else, it was strangely flattering in the same way all of this was just strange.

“Okay, okay…I’ll trust you,” Rikku huffed faintly, her eyes drifting back to Wakka’s expectant erection and another rebellious flush taking over her face. She glanced up at him, as he was looking at her with that dumb bumpkin grin that only made her sock him in the arm in irritation. “You don’t have to look so smug about it, you jerk!” she huffed, shifting to settle on his admittedly muscular thighs. Her jokes about his fitness aside, she was wondering where the ‘tubby’ was.

“Sorry,” Wakka laughed. “You’re just really cute, Rikku.” And there it was, that stupid, simple charm that got her all flustered as she slid her arms around his shoulders lazily and shifted her hips up with a faint sigh. She’d never hear the end of this…but she found herself less conflicted when the familiar pressure between her legs slowly sunk down with a content little whimper. Wakka’s heavy exhale only made her shiver more as her hands trailed along his toned chest like some anxious fangirl, were there even Auroch fangirls?

“Nnh,” That low little growl that came out of his throat as his lips started to attack her neck made her squeak in surprise, her eyes fluttering in satisfaction while her hips started to shift down slowly with pleased little whines. No wonder Lulu got pregnant, Rikku was putty in Wakka’s hands, which were doing wonderful things to her butt, he was pawing at her rear end and she kind of liked how rough it was. It wasn’t long before she slid her arms around Wakka’s neck and started to bounce on his lap with a moan of pleasure. This bumpkin was giving her some of the best sex she’d ever had!

Rikku? Came the soft tone of her cousin through her ear, her body flushed almost immediately in embarrassment as her comm went off in her ear, and she couldn’t believe that she completely forgot that the little bit of Machina attached to the helix of her ear was still there. Rikku’s hips stopped as she caught her breath and pressed her finger against the device. Oh, crap. Crap. Lynb. Lynb!

“Yunie?” she said sheepishly. “Um, what’s up?” Wakka’s hands slid down her back curiously, causing Rikku to bite her lip with a faint exhale as his hips shifted faintly.

We were just wondering was going on at Besaid? What did Lulu need you for? You didn’t contact us yesterday. Mostly because she was too busy getting fucked by the man currently rolling his hips into her slowly, making her breathe out in pleasure. She couldn’t say anything either, and a sharp glance down at Wakka’s grinning face made it clear that he knew.

“O-Oh, um…” Rikku said, letting out another little breath as Wakka shifted forward. “Yeah, I’m okay…I’m just um, helping Lulu with stuff.” That was the worst excuse on the entire planet, but it wasn’t wrong either! She wasn’t lying, she just wasn’t being honest! What was Wakka doing? Why was he doing it!? Couldn’t he tell she was talking with Yuna?

His grin was irritating as he shifted on top of her, her legs parting subconsciously with a faint little gasp as Wakka’s hips started to buck into her, the soft smack of his cock made her bite her lip in pleasure, his balls meeting her pussy made her shiver with delight as she bit down on her finger to stop the worst of it. He just didn’t care, did he? The stupid jerk!

Do you need help?

“Yes…” Rikku whined. “I…I mean no, no! I’m fine…just, it’s a lot of wo-rk, that’s all!” she exhaled, hands running desperately to Wakka’s wrists. She wasn’t sure what exactly she was trying to do, but his hands squeezing her breasts felt amazing, and she mashed his palms against them with a pleading little look as he shifted on top of her.

She was a simple girl sometimes, she liked having a guy on top of her and pressing her down, her hips lifted up greedily for more of his perfect cock as she locked her legs around his waist, her heels digging into that toned blitzballer butt. “I’ll call you later, Yunie, okay?” she whined, head arched back as Wakka put those hips to good use.

Rikku? What’s that noise?

The sound of your cousin getting fucked by a hot island bumpkin? The fact that she wasn’t even trying to stop him while Yuna could hear the harsh smack of Wakka’s animalistic hips into her eager little body? Yeah, maybe she’d not say any of that. She’d have to come up with a better reason, something that’d give her enough time to think of something that made sense.
“Nothing!” she squeaked. “I’ll call you later!” she said, turning off the communicator as her face hit another shade of red as she glared up at him, or tried to. It was really, really hard to be angry when Wakka’s muscular hips had cast a spell on her weak vagina, the way that cock was moving was poetry, and it made her toes curl in delight as she let out another long whimper of pleasure. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, the man above her grunted faintly in recognition but all it seemed to do was speed up his ravenous thrusts.

“What?” Wakka growled, nuzzling against her neck to kiss and bite the tender skin. Rikku’s neck craned eagerly to the side with a flutter of her eyes, her breath never quite able to catch up with the pace of his cock smacking wetly into her. She was in heaven, he was so perfectly strong! Hard enough to make her pussy tingle every time he drove it in, but not painful.

“Nothing,” Rikku cooed drunkenly, her eyes half lidded in bliss. What was she even mad about? How could she be mad right now when Wakka was doing all of this to her? She was glad the pace was a little slower, because she wanted to savor that feeling a little bit longer. Wakka’s lips never stopped moving, which made trying to savor the slow pace a lot more difficult. Her neck was loved on with his kisses and nibbles before he trailed down to her collarbone, which made her squirm in delight and made it worth the temporary lapse in his eager hips, it was incredible just feelinghim inside her. She settled up on her elbows with her faint whimpers never stopping, his mouth trailed along her breasts to suck and lick as her head lolled back.

“Wakkaaaa….” She whined out, her hips shifting faintly with a mewl of impatience. “That’s not the part I want!” Her nipples were murdering her right now, and his suckling and biting was the worst, best thing he was doing besides his dick. “Come on, fuck me already!”

“I have been,” Wakka purred in response, trailing kisses back up her chest and along her jaw. She returned the favor by slipping her arms around his neck again to kiss him, their tongues met and her heels dug into his butt again as a reminder, and like a Chocobo to a rider, he started moving again. She whimpered in thanks, eyes closing again to savor the rush of this burly man on top of her as she nuzzled against his neck.

“I want to swallow it,” Rikku whispered against his ear with a playful grin. Wakka grunted against her shoulder, his hips slowing down with an even breath. It was a pleasant sensation to feel his cock twitch inside her, ooh…that really got him going, didn’t it?

“Now who’s the jerk, huh?” Wakka breathed, pulling out slowly. It was really the first time Rikku had paid much attention to it. But she was absolutely enraptured at seeing that thick member, swollen and red, glistening with her own excitement. Jeez, no wonder Lulu was happy…he definitely knew how to use it and he wasn’t some dumb clod in the bedroom, just everywhere else. She meant that affectionately, mostly.
“Maybe,” Rikku grinned shamelessly, curling her fingers around the shaft to stroke smoothly as she shifted to lay down in front of him contently, tongue brushing over the fat tip. Wakka shivered pleasantly, hand on her head as Rikku’s mouth enveloped the tip and sunk her lips down all the way with a pleased little mewl of satisfaction, her head beginning its wonderful rhythm.

She was really satisfying Wakka because Lulu couldn’t, and just about every time that thought came across her mind it sent a pleased little shiver down her spine as she let her tongue drag across the underside of his shaft as her lips pulled back slowly with a heavy breath, sucking on the tip while her hand stroked up and down his cock quickly.
Wakka shifted his hips with a groan of pleasure, hands slipping through her hair to buck his hips into her throat. Rikku gagged in surprise, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she focused on her tongue running along the length of his manhood that was forced into her throat. There was something wonderfully wrong with just how much she liked the forcefulness. She could tell just by how tight his fingers were pressed against her skull that he was close, so she just decided to bury her face against his groin with a heavy swallow of his cock.

She felt him tense up and the feeling hit the back of her throat, she pulled back slowly as she sucked, her tongue coaxing more from the underside of his shaft as the flavor of an island diet hit her mouth. Hm, slightly sweet actually…

“Damn, Rikku…” Wakka panted, slowly pulling out of her mouth as he settled back on the cushions with a heavy exhale. “You got a lot of spunk in you, girl!”

“ Cause just swallowed some,” Rikku grinned back easily, licking her lips as she stayed comfortably on her stomach, watching Wakka’s unreal erection finally start to deflate. “So, um…can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” Wakka said easily. “What’s up?” Well, it was weird to feel nervous about this considering that Lulu and Wakka were super helpful in wanting this to keep working, but she knew Yunie pretty well…and she knew eventually that she’d come down and see just what she was up to…or in her case, what she was into. Right now she was into Daddy Wakka.

Ugh. Spira save her horrible mind.

“Yunie is gonna wanna know what’s happening,” Rikku mumbled, fingers poking together shyly. “I’m sure Lulu has something figured out, but I wanna make this plan super air tight.” She said, glancing up at him hopefully with those irritatingly dangerous green eyes, bright and soulful for his wisdom to see her through the storm that she would soon have. “So…could you maybe think of something that you’d need me for?”

Wakka tilted his head a moment, his expression deeply thoughtful before his lips split back into a grin. “You kiddin? I know exactly what we could use you for!”

“Really?” Rikku smiled happily. “You do? That’s awesome! Thank you so much, Wakka!” she said cheerfully, giving him a hug. “What do you have for me?”

“Ah…well,” Wakka grinned faintly, scratching his cheek. The joy from her face seemed to fade with every passing moment of hesitation, and deep down she was starting to regret even asking. “You’re a good swimmer, ya?”

“…Ya,” Rikku said, eyes narrowed. “Why?”

“We could really use an extra body for Blitz practice, eh?” Wakka said easily. “And there ain’t a lot of swimmers that could keep up with a Blitzer, you know?” This was her out? Her mithril clad defense? Ugh, she didn’t really like Blitzball! But if Yuna found out about this, she’d probably be in all kinds of trouble…

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