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Sometimes Goodbye is a Second Chance	By : JesABee Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XIII-2 Views: 1884 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: It's a work in progress focusing around FINAL FANTASY 13-2 AND 13-3 and I don't own FF or the characters. I do not make money off these stories.

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Disclaimer: I do not own or make any money off of these characters or the story I’m telling. I do not own (though I wish I did) FF13, FF13-2 or FF13-3!
“Snow…You need to keep fighting. I…need you.”

Snow woke from his slumber covered in sweat as the words echoed in his head. A familiar voice repeating the same phrase over and over again but he couldn’t remember whose voice it was or why it stirred such feelings within him.

It was nearly 6am. He had only been asleep for maybe two hours. He got out of his bed and went to the kitchen for something cold. Anything, really. His torso was almost dripping with sweat.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” He asked himself as he pulled a half frozen water bottle from his freezer. “Is this what Fang was talking about?”.

He slowly walked out to his deck and sat down, gazing at the ocean as the waves slammed against the shore. The beach was empty. It was just him and his thoughts.

“Who are you?” He asked the voice burnt into his broken memory. “Why do you need me? Who the fuck am I fighting?!” His voice grew agitated as he took a giant gulp of his water and tossed the bottle out of anger.

Leaning on his knees, he ran his hands through his damp and wild hair and just sat there. Closing his eyes. Trying to put a face to the voice but nothing came to him.

He decided to go back and try to sleep. As he fell into his bed, he laid there. Staring at the ceiling. The only person he could think of was Fang. “What can’t she tell me?” He asked himself. He had to talk to Fang. Sleep felt pointless so he decided to just get up and face the day.

As he started his routine, he went to take a bath in the luxury tub Lebreau decided he just had to have. He rarely ever used it but figured it might relax his tense shoulders from the stress of the nightmare that had awoken him.

As he slid into the hot, soapy bath and stared out the window he began to feel his muscles finally releasing from their anxiety ridden grip. He laid his head back against the edge of the tub and closed his eyes. Allowing the hot water and the sweet, fruity aroma calm him. Making him drift off.

“You. I want you. Forever.”

He heard his own voice now but the feeling that followed wasn’t that of fear like the previous words made him feel. He had an overwhelming feeling of love fill him. Flashes of a woman’s figure jolted through his memory but he still couldn’t see her face. All he saw was a thin, fair skinned and very naked woman standing before him with long rose-colored hair. He was amazed at how beautiful her backside was. Noting every muscle, every curve, every…scar.

“Snow…promise me that no matter what happens…you will find her and you will protect her since I won’t be able to.”

Something came over him when heard those words. He was suddenly standing in the once relaxing tub overcome with emotions he was unfamiliar with. Flashes of a young girl’s face made his heart hurt. He huddle over, grabbing at his chest. That’s when he saw her. He was down on his knees asking a beautiful, innocent, young girl with rose-colored hair to marry him.

“Serah!” He yelled. “Serah…” He quickly ran to his bedroom and threw on the clothes from the previous day. “I’m coming, Serah.” He said to himself as he stumbled to the door.

The previously clear sky he had seen only a couple hours before had filled with gray clouds. The sun was trying to peek through but was quickly blocked by a new and slightly darker cloud. He had to hurry. He hoped that Fang would be awake by now. He made his way to the boardwalk shop he visited the day before.

“Fang!” He yelled as be pounded on the door. “Fang!!!”

“What the hell is your problem?!” She screamed as she held her lance to his throat. “This is NOT how you knock on a person’s door!”. She was pissed. He could see it in her eyes.

“I-I’m sorry. I just…” He stuttered as he realized how sharp her weapon actually was. One wrong move, or word, could result in him being very dead.

“You just what?! Out with it!” She demanded as she pressed the sharp edge against his throat.

“Serah…” He replied as tried to push the weapon away from him.

Fang dropped her weapon to her side. Her eyes grew softer. “You remember, eh?” She asked calmly as she motioned for him to come in.

“I remember proposing to Serah and her saying yes but…” Snow continued as he entered her home. “I also remembered seeing a woman, taller than Serah, leaving my bed.”

“Ah...” She replied as she raised an eyebrow and a smile emerged on her face.

“That’s it? That’s all you’re going to say?!” He asked as his voice grew more and more annoyed.

“Hehe. She can’t tell you what she doesn’t know, silly!” A happy and innocent voice said from behind him. “I mean, sure, we know things but it’s not up to us to try to force them back into place! That’s how things get broken.”

Snow furrowed his eyebrows at the unusually peppy girl, refusing to speak.

“She’s right, Snow.” Fang said as he walked over to Vanille and put her arm around her shoulders. “Only you can put this puzzle back together again. You’re the one who lived it. Not us. We can only be here for you when you do remember.”

Vanille smiled and nodded in agreement as she smelled a recently picked bouquet of flowers she brought into the house and placed in a blue glass vase.

Snow watched Fang’s eyes move up and down the girl’s body. Like she was wondering what was under her brightly colored dress.

He cleared his throat hoping to regain her focus.

Fang’s eyes returned to his with a sideways smile and a shrug.

“So, Serah was…is…real?” He asked. The question brought sadness to his heart.

“Absolutely. She’s real.” Fang confirmed, turning her back to him as she searched her pantry for tea.

“So, I have a fiancé. I need to find her.” The words felt so strange. Definitely not natural to him.

“Now, now. I didn’t say that.” She interjected.

“Fang! You’re driving me insane. Just tell me!” He yelled as he slammed his fists on the counter in front of him.

She turned to him, her eyes giving him his last warning. He quickly realized his mistake and quietly put his head down, sighing out of frustration.

“Look, Snow. You’re getting closer to the answers that you’re searching for. Just give it time. Trust me,” She told him as her eyes made their way back to Vanille. “It was confusing for me when I woke up, too. But,” A loving and new type smile he hadn’t seen before covered her face as she watched Vanille place the flowers on the living room table and admire her own work. “Gods…was it worth it.”

“A storm is coming!” Vanille alerted them as she pointed out to the quick moving gray clouds that were hurrying their way toward them.

“You better get comfortable, hero. You’re not leaving until the storm passes. This looks like a big one.” Fang said as they hurried to pull their stand into the walkway of their house.

Snow helped by closing windows and bringing anything inside he thought might get damaged.

“Snow, go upstairs to our room and close the door up there!” Fang yelled from outside.

He did as was asked of him and hurried up the steps, skipping every second stair.

The storm had arrived the moment he got up there. As he went to shut the door, he noticed a leather book on the table. He quickly ran out and grabbed it just as the rain began to pour. As he got inside and shut the door behind him, thunder struck. Shaking the building.

“Snow? You okay?” Fang yelled up the stairs.

“Yeah, I’m…very wet but I’m fine.” He answered as he removed his dripping jacket.

“That’s not the first time I’ve heard those words.” She joked. Making him roll his eyes and laugh quietly.

He took that time to look around their shared bedroom. It was large and open. Three of the four walls were glass which left them with an amazing view. Sheer white, tan and pink curtains flowed around them. Their bed was the biggest he had ever seen as it could easily fit five people in it comfortably. It was covered in a dark brown fuzzy blanket with matching pillows of all sizes.

At the top of the stairs, directly next to the bed was a small closet that held their unique styles of clothing.

What really caught his attention was the giant mural on the wall above their bed. It was of a place he had seen years ago in a dream. He stood, lost in thought as he stared.

“Vanille painted that.” Fang’s voice startled him. “Beautiful, yeah?” She asked as she stood beside him and crossed her arms enjoying the painting.

“It is. Where is it?” He asked, his voice was soft.

“That’s our home. Where we are lived a long time ago.” She answered as she turned to him, searching his face for any sign of familiarity.

“Oerba.” He whispered.

“Yeah, that’s it. See,” Her voice had a sliver of excitement in it as she gently slapped his arm. “You’re remembering!” She smiled.

His flashed her a nervous smile as he quickly remembered he had the leather book in his hand.

“Oh here. This was outside.” He handed it to her as a small shiver escaped him.

“Thanks.” She said as she realized how wet he actually was. “You weren’t joking. You’re soaked.” She put her hand out as she tossed the book on the bed. “Give me your clothes. They’re not going to dry if I don’t hang them.”

“I’ll be okay.” He said with a laugh as turned to look outside at the growing storm.

“Now.” She snapped her fingers. “You’re not sitting on my furniture and getting everything all wet and I don’t remember asking for them.”

Flashbacks of her being mad at him earlier made him do as she commanded. He wasn’t about to have that blade against his throat again. He removed his form fitting black t-shirt and his tan shorts and handed them to her. Leaving him in his boxers. He stood before her, clearly uncomfortable.

“Oh relax. It’s not like we haven’t fucked.” The way she said it so casually made him blush.

Just then, a booming crack of thunder shook the building once more. Only this time, the power went out shortly after. Leaving them in the dark.

“Shit…” Fang said as she headed toward the top of the steps. “Vanille, grab the candles and come upstairs!”.

“Okay!” Vanille happily replied.

“Vanille is unusually happy. All the time.” Snow said as his nerves calmed now that he wasn’t as exposed. He fumbled his way to the bed as he sat down, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness.

“Trust me, she has her bad days. Just like anyone else but, honestly, her optimistic approach to life has made mine much easier.” She said with a slight laugh as she lit a candle that sat on one of the nightstands.

“Got them!” Vanille chirped as she climbed the stairs and handed them to Fang.

“Thanks, babe.” Snow could feel Fang wink at Vanille as she took the candles from her.

“The storm looks like it’s going to last a while, huh?” She asked Snow as she plopped onto the bed next to him.

“I guess so, yeah.” He couldn’t help but notice how close she was to him. Which made me raise an eye brow in the darkness.

Fang soon joined them, leaning back on the bed behind Snow with her legs crossed. “Ya know…” Fang paused for a moment as she looked at both of them. “We might be stuck here for a while.” She turned to look at Vanille over her shoulder. She admired how the candlelight made both of their skin look so flawless. “I can think of some things we could do to help pass the time.”

Snow’s eyes grew wide as he suddenly felt someone’s finger lightly tracing his spine. He swallowed nervously as he tried to convince himself he was just daydreaming.

“What do you say, Vanille?” Fang asked as she climbed on the bed, positioning herself behind Snow. She ran her hands down his muscular arms as she moved closer. He could feel her breasts against his back.

He looked over at Vanille to see her nod at Fang and roll over to her side to watch.

Fang began to rub his shoulders, “You’re really tense.” She said as she applied pressure. “C’mere. Lay on your stomach.” She said as she moved aside allowing him to do just that.

He didn’t know what to say and, since he kind of feared Fang, he did as he was told. Within a few seconds, he felt Fang sitting on his thighs as cold stuff dripped on his back.

“Vanille, why don’t you work on his neck.” She suggested as her hands began to massage the oil into his shoulders.

Vanille nodded excitedly as she sat near his head and lightly began to massage his neck. “Wow, Snow. Your muscles really are tight.” He could feel her legs on either side of him. He didn’t dare look for fear he may just be reading way more into the situation than he should.

Fang applied more pressure to his aching back, which caused him to groan with pleasure as she worked out the knots. She smirked at the sound, “I’ve heard that sound before.”.

“Whatever you’re doing feels amazing.” He said, not acknowledging her comment.

They both worked on his sore body for a while before he felt Fang get off of him. He didn’t want to move, though. He was completely relaxed as he felt Vanille moving from his neck to his scalp and slowly begin to comb her long nails through his hair.

He heard a tiny giggle escape Vanille as he felt Fang returning to her spot on his thighs only, this time he didn’t feel the warmth of her dress return with her. She had moved her focus from his upper back to his lower back now.

He was so relaxed he felt like he could fall asleep right then. He felt Vanille slide something over his eyes.

“Uh…what’s going on?” He asked nervously.

“Don’t worry about it.” Vanille said with a mousey laugh as she moved from the bed.

“Roll over, champ.” Fang said playfully as she smacked his firm ass. “Don’t touch the blindfold.”

He did as he was told and rolled onto his back.

“If you’re going to kill me…” He was interrupted by Vanille laughing.

“Ha. We aren’t going to kill you.” Fang said as she straddled him and dripped more oil over him, slowly and seductively rubbing it over his finely fit abdomen. “We want to help you.” She said in a sexy, husky voice.

He felt Vanille rejoin them only this time she was laying next to Snow, gently running her nails over his chest. Her touch startled him but sent shivers down his spine. He could feel himself beginning to get aroused.

“Fang…Uh…I’m kind of getting a little too…turned on. We should probably stop.” A nervous half smile covered his face as he felt her hands moving their way to his abs.

“Why should we stop?” She asked playfully, sliding her fingers under the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulling them down allowing his half stiff cock to bounce back against his leg.

He felt Vanille binding his wrists with a some sort of restraint and pinning them above his head.

“Do you want us to stop?” Vanille’s question only made him grow more in front of Fang.

“I don’t think he does.” Fang laughed as she ran her finger down his cock, making him flinch. “I think he wants to play with us.”

“I-I do. I want to play with you.” He finally admitted as he let out a small moan when Vanille lightly kissed his peck.

“Good because,” She climbed up his body and slowly removed the blindfold from his eyes. “This was Vanille’s idea and, as you know, I’ll do anything for her.” Fang whispered in his ear as he nibbled his earlobe. “You see, she doesn’t have a lot of experience with men.” She admitted.

As she sat back up and his eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room, he saw Fang fully naked sitting on top of him with his cock in hand. Her body looked even better this time. He could see every inch of her which, along with the sight of her stroking him, made him release a moan.

He looked over to see Vanille was also fully naked. Laying next to him, kissing his nipples. He wanted nothing more than to see her full body. All he could see from her current position was the top of her head and her bare hips and legs.

Fang watched as his eyes searched for a glimpse as she tightened the grip she had around his cock and stroked a little faster. Vanille’s tongue moved up his chest and to his neck, allowing him to feel her perky tits brush against him. His eyes rolled in pleasure as he felt them both touching him.

“Vanille,” Fang whispered. “It’s okay.” Snow couldn’t help but notice at that moment that Vanille was nervous. She wanted more but she didn’t know how to ask for it.

“What?” Snow asked quietly as he glanced at Vanille. She turned her head away but he could just barely see her cheeks turning pink.

“It’s okay, Vanille. I promise.” Fang reassured her as she climbed off of Snow and laid on the opposite side of him, releasing his cock. She locked eyes with Fang and smiled as she moved up a little more, bringing her large tits to his face.

Snow opened his mouth as they neared, kissing them lightly. She gasped as his warm tongue touched her nipple while Fang placed his leg between hers and started to grind herself against him. She watched closely as Snow began to devour her tits, making louder moans escape Vanille.

Fang was grinding harder against Snow, moaning just as loud as Vanille. Her eyes didn’t leave her body but her hand wandered back to Snow’s hard and oily cock. As her hand touched him, he moaned into Vanille’s tit. He wanted nothing more than to be free of his binding and take control of the situation but Fang wasn’t having it.

“Vanille,” Fang said softly. “Let him please you.” She moved from his side and positioned herself above his head, guiding Vanille’s legs to rest on either side of his head. Vanille placed her hands on Fang’s shoulders as she lowered her excited pussy over Snow’s mouth.

He didn’t need direction. He knew what he was being directed to do. He tickled her lips with his tongue, making her gasp nervously. He gently kissed her swollen clit gently. Making her gasp again. He could see the two women were now kissing so he allowed his tongue to begin to move in circles against her clit.

Her breathing was becoming erratic. He knew what that meant and increased the speed of his tongue while also sucking on her. She pushed herself into him, begging for more as Fang began to massage her tits.

“That’s it, love.” Fang encouraged her as she reached between her own legs and began to rub herself. “Don’t be shy.”

Vanille moaned louder and arched her back, pushing her tits into Fang’s face. “I’m coming!” She cried out. Within seconds, her abdominal muscles were tightening and she her clit was twitching against his tongue.

“That’s my girl. Did that feel good?” Fang asked her as she kissed her lightly.

“Mhm.” She replied as she removed herself from Snow’s face and smiled at him.

“You’re both amazing.” He said to them as he licked his lips and looked up at Fang. “You both taste amazing.” He winked.

Fang smiled at him she untied his wrists. Allowing him his freedom, she found her way next to Vanille. Laying on top of her, kissing her passionately as her hands explored her body.

Snow sat in silence, stroking himself as he watched the two beauties become lost in passion. Fang’s fingers carefully entering Vanille pulled him closer to his own climax but he knew he had to wait.

Vanille was moaning with every trust of her fingers. Snow soon slid behind Fang and began kissing the back of her neck, gently moving her hair to one side. Feeling his hard cock pushing against her ass, she opened her legs, granting him permission to enter her.

Vanille was moaning and completely lost in the moment. Snow pushed himself inside of Fang when he noticed how wet she had become, causing her to sigh with pleasure as he pushed deeper. Snow placed his hand on her hips and wasted no time. He was thrusting deep and fast into her.

“Fuck.” Fang cried out as he plowed into her. Vanille clearly loved hearing Fang erupt with ecstasy since her moans increased, too. Fang buried her face into Vanille’s heaving breasts, biting her nipple.

“Fang!” Vanille cried out.

“Sorry, love. He just…feels so…fucking good.” Fang kissed her lover’s tender breast, apologizing.

“No fair. I wanna turn.” Vanille pouted as she gently brushed Fang’s hair from her face.

“I’m not sure if he can take you but,” She turned to Snow, “He can try, yeah?”.

Snow nodded as he traded places with Fang, laying on top of Vanille. “I sure can.” He said as he smiled at Vanille. He felt Fang’s hand around his cock, guiding it into Vanille slowly. Both of them gasped as they felt him entering her with Fang’s direction.

“Slowly, now. Don’t hurt her.” Fang ordered as Snow began to slowly push into her. She was tight around him which hurt but in a good way.

As Vanille adapted to his large cock entering her, her moaning and gasping increased only encouraging him to pick up the speed. In no time, he was slamming in and out of her. Fang watched as she rubbed her clit, excited to see Snow taking such control over Vanille.

“Fuck her harder.” Fang demanded and, as ordered, Snow did just that as he looked over at her.

“I’m going to come soon.” Snow said between breaths.

Just then, Vanille moaned louder and pushed him deeper into her, coming on his cock. Her body shook with pleasure and he quickly pulled out and came on her stomach.

He didn’t waste any time before he seductively crawled over to Fang, pinning her down on the bed with her arms above her head. She raised an eyebrow at him and, before she could say anything, she felt him aggressively push his cock into her.

This was a different version of him she didn’t think existed. While she knew he was a flirt, he was always so polite. Respecting boundaries with most people. This time, though, he was going to take what he wanted from her.

“Fuck.” Fang cried as he slammed into her and would slowly pull back out, repeating this several times. It was driving her insane. “Stop playing around and just fuck me!” She ordered.

“Ah ah.” He said with a devilishly gorgeous smile on his face. “I’m the one calling the shots.” He slammed into her again, looking at Vanille as she quickly laid next to Fang and began sucking on her nipples. “Even Vanille wants in on this.” He laughed as a small, almost hidden, smile formed on Vanille’s face.

Fang wasn’t used to being submissive. She had always been the one in control but, this time, she didn’t stand a chance. They were both taking over her body.

Snow increased the speed of his trusts, making Fang’s body tense up below him. She was overcome with pleasure as Vanille’s small hand found its way to her clit. Snow slowed down to give Vanille the spotlight for a moment, doing slow and short thrusts into her as he watched Vanille make Fang squirm with every stroke.

“That’s it, Vanille.” Snow’s encouraging whispers made Fang release a louder moan. “Does that feel good?” He asked as he pulled out of her.

“Y-yes.” She admitted in a raspy whisper. “More.” She begged as she saw him on his knees between her legs, his large cock clearly visible.

“I’ll give you more.” He said playfully as he grabbed her hips and brought her to her knees. Vanille giggled and moved in front of her, legs spread.

Vanille leaned in and passionately kissed Fang as she put her legs on either side of her arms. Fang could feel Snow gliding his cock from her clit to the tight wet hole he had just been inside of, teasing her.

He was enjoying the view of the two women lost in each other’s embrace when Vanille slowly laid back, exposing herself to Fang.

Fang quickly lowered her mouth to Vanille and wasted no time. Her tongue slid between her already wet lips as she tickled her clit with the tip of her tongue. Vanille giggled and gasped as she felt her begin to suck in her.

Snow took that moment to reach over to the night stand and grab the oil she had used on him earlier. Dripping it all over her beautifully large ass. Once it was completely covered, he slapped it. Making her moan into Vanille.

“Oh you like that, huh?” He asked, slapping it again.

“Mhm.” She replied, her mouth not leaving Vanille.

“How about this?” He asked as he slid his cock up and down her pussy a few times before stopping at her oiled up asshole. He very carefully pushed the tip of his cock into her. Causing them both to moan. She wasn’t fighting it or telling him to stop so he pushed further.

“Oh my…fuck. Snow.” She yelled as she felt him pushing deeper inside of her.

“You’re so tight.” He growled as he paused to allow her to adjust to the feeling.

Vanille’s eyes were locked on Snow. She was admiring his glistening body as he ran his hands slowly up and down Fang’s oily backside for a moment before gripping her hips and thrusting in and out of her slowly, going a little deeper each time.

“More.” Vanille said as she smiled playfully at both of them. She ran her finger through Fang’s hair slowly before she pushed her head into her pussy, demanding more from Fang’s eager tongue.

Fang became so focused on pleasing her lover that she hardly noticed that Snow had entered into her completely and was now thrusting in and out of her at a steady pace.

Moans of pleasure filled the room. Their bodies covered in sweat.

“C’mon, Fang.” Snow said loudly as he smacked her ass, now slamming into her. “Make her come.” He demanded.

Fang groaned into Vanille, as slid two fingers into her while using her thumb to massage her clit between licks. She felt Snow reach around her hips and begin to pay special attention to her own clit as he used his other hand to spread her cheeks to admire the sight of his cock going in and out of Fang’s tight ass.

“H-harder.” Fang begged, now mirroring his speed as she slid a third finger into Vanille, making her moaning increase as she fell back onto the bed.

“Yeah?” His voice was full of excitement as he pushed the rest of his large cock all the way into her, rubbing her clit harder. “You want me to fuck your little ass harder?” He asked her.

“Yes. Snow, please.” She begged as she nibbled Vanille’s inner thigh. “Fuck my ass harder.”

Snow grinned at the request and obliged. Now going as deep and as fast as he could, his moaning turned into deep growls of lust as he slammed into her.

Fang returned her mouth to Vanille’s throbbing clit as she got more aggressive with wanting nothing more than to hear her scream with pleasure. She took her clit between her lips and sucked on it, pulling it slightly before letting it go. Making Vanille grab the pillow above her head and dig her fingers into it. Fang repeated her movement over and over as Vanille got louder and arched her back, her large and supple breasts moving with her as she grabbed them and pinched her own nipples. The sight drove Snow wild.

“Fuck.” Snow growled as he grabbed Fang’s hips and slammed himself deep into her. He stopped thrusting to give Fang the chance to focus on Vanille as he could tell she was about to come. He lowered his upper body to cover Fang’s back as he reached around and started to massage her swaying tits and kissed the back of her neck while whispering to her, “Make her yours.”.

Hearing him say those words caused small bumps to cover her entire body. As she focused her energy on Vanille, she could feel her tightening around her fingers and as her tongue danced around her clit, Vanille’s hands hit the blanket as she grabbed it tightly. Gasping and screaming, Vanille’s back arched and she began to shake beneath Fang’s soaked mouth. Her legs closed around Fang, quivering in pleasure. Fang slowed her tongue as she removed her fingers. Placing a soft kiss on her now pulsating clit.

Snow pinched Fang’s nipples harder as his hips began to move again, biting her shoulder lightly as his other hand met her clit.

Vanille, exhausted but excited, slowly moved next to Fang. She laid on her back as she positioned herself to have half of her body under Fang. As their gorgeous breasts rubbed against each other, Vanille politely pushed Snow’s hands out of the way. Giving herself control over her friend’s clit.

He smiled at how much Vanille wanted to touch Fang and be apart of her climax that he didn’t argue. His hands returned to her hips as he continued to fuck her ass.

“Can I come?” Fang asked as she kissed Vanille.

“Yes. I want you to come for us.” Snow demanded. “Come.”

Fang locked eyes with Vanille making a soft but loving smile cover her face as her fingers made smaller, faster circles around Fang’s clit. “Come for me, Fang.” Vanille whispered before kissing her.

Fang moaned while gasping uncontrollably as her body began to quake.

Just before her climax, Vanille took her free hand and pinched her nipple hard. Causing her to tighten around Snow. They both screamed out in pain and pleasure.

Snow let out an almost animalistic roar as he exploded inside of her.

They all collapsed on the bed next to each other. Snow laid on his back, panting. Fang fell next to him with her back pushed up against him as she rested her head on Vanille’s chest and wrapped her arm around her stomach, pulling her closer. Vanille lightly ran her fingers down Fang’s shoulder, completely happy with the day’s events.

Nobody said a word. They were all too exhausted to say anything. Fang and Vanille quickly fell asleep and Snow wasn’t far behind them but, as he drifted, he was seeing images of Serah and the mysterious woman from his dreams. Only this time, he saw her face. Her pale blue eyes. Her pouty lips. Her strong jaw line. All of which made his skin turn hot before he gave into his slumber.
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