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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 the FF13 trilogy -or- its characters. I do not make any sort of money on this story.

“Here’s your key, sir!” The young blonde behind the counter said as she handed Snow the key to his room. “If you need anything, just call the front desk and I’ll be sure to deliver it personally.” She winked at him, clearly flirting.

“Uh, thanks. I think I’m all set.” He replied, taking the key from her and smiling.

He made his way to his room as the busy sounds of the city filled the air. Honking and yelling, things he definitely wasn’t used to. The motel he was staying in was the only one with any rooms available and, because of its location next to a 24-hour train station, he understood why.

His room was cold but he welcomed it. It was nearing 85 degrees at 9pm and it was humid. He was used to the breeze from the ocean but, being surrounded by concrete and buildings, prevented any sort of wind. He really wasn’t enjoying his time here but this is where his lead brought him.

He tossed his bag on the floor, turned on the TV for some sort of background noise and headed for the bathroom. As he looked at himself in the mirror he groaned. He needed to get himself together. The train ride to this city was long and he just looked gross. Scruffier than usual, his hair hadn’t been touched in a few days and was exhausted.

He turned on the shower to let it warm up and went to his bag for his razor and other toiletries while removing his clothes and tossing them to the floor. He really didn’t even have the energy to shower but he was getting pretty ripe. He honestly had no idea why the girl at the front desk even attempted to flirt with him with the way he currently looked.

The hot water felt amazing as it ran down his body as it washed away the gray cloud of doubt that hovered over him. His recent trip to this over populated city was one of the most daunting so far but, he couldn’t afford to ignore the information given to him.

A few weeks earlier, he had received an anonymous text from someone with a picture attached. In the picture was Hope, who he had always felt a weird connection to but thought it was just him being proud of someone so young being so successful until he read Fang’s journal and soon realized he was part of the foggy past that he was struggling to remember, and barely even in the photo next to him was a woman with pink hair. It could have been anyone, as it was only a cropped image of the back of someone’s head, he had to check it out. Lucky for him, there was a technology expo scheduled for the following day that was open to the public and Hope was supposed to be there to advertise his new monster detecting device so, hopefully, he may be able to speak to Hope without an appointment.

He knew he should remember the young man but, as hard as he tried, he just couldn’t. Even after Fang almost beat the life right out of him for stealing her journal and risking his overall mental stability by reading it, he couldn’t. After her initial anger had subsided and she was tending to the wounds and broken ribs she created while reminding him how stupid he was, he asked her about him and everyone else. While Vanille healed most of his injuries, they soon decided it was safe to tell him everything. Fang knew he wasn’t going to stop and the women thought it would be safer for them to tell him themselves rather than him go on his own and have a mental breakdown alone.

They told him their story from beginning to end which included how they came to meet everyone, himself included. He couldn’t believe what they were telling him as it sounded like something from a movie until she got to the part about Lightning. Some of the things she had told him, he had seen in his dreams dozens of times. Fang had to make it clear to him that most of those stories were told to her by Lightning and she didn’t see them first hand but she was confident that Lightning wouldn’t lie to her.

As he recalled the more intimate and private memories he shared with Lightning, he found himself getting aroused. Everything about the hazy images of her made his skin tingle. She was everything he had ever wanted sexually. From her soft and wavy hair to her small, delicate looking feet. There was nobody else he had ever been with in this life that made him feel the way his foggy memories with her did. Even though they weren’t clear, she ignited a fire inside of him.

Once he noticed he had become a little too excited while thinking about her, he quickly turned the shower on cold to calm himself down. He felt ridiculous getting so turned on by nothing but barely-there memories of a woman he didn’t actually know. Not really. He wasn’t the type to jack off to strangers. If he wanted to, he could go to a local bar and bring home probably any female he wanted. Hell, he could just call the unusually flirty girl from the front desk and have his way with her. He just didn’t want to. He was tired of meaningless sexual escapades with random women. He wanted more. He wanted Lightning.

He got out of the shower and wrapped his towel around his waist before getting his razor out and trimming his facial hair. Once he finished doing that and he cleaned up his mess, he turned off the light and collapsed on the bed. His body was tired but his mind was running laps. He flipped through channels trying to find something he could possibly fall asleep to when he saw footage of Hope walking down a red carpet with her. He finally saw her face clearly. It was her! The girl from his dreams. The woman he had been searching for for months.

“Lightning!” He called out as his eyes stayed glued to the television. “I finally found you.” He sat up and listened to the short interview as the camera panned over his tall, stunning date. Snow could tell that she was uncomfortable by the forced smile on her face and it made him laugh.

Once again, he found himself getting aroused as the camera stayed on the pair and he admired how the dress hugged her perfect body. He couldn’t take his eyes off her overly revealed chest. He could almost make out her hard nipples that were supposed to be hidden but were very clearly making their own appearance. He leaned back against the pillows and tried to calm himself but, after a few short minutes, decided he couldn’t avoid it anymore. He needed to release his frustrations.

He closed his eyes and removed the towel that had been wrapped around his hips and slowly took his hardening cock into his hand. As he began to stroke it, he pictured Lightning and imagined her mouth around him. Taking it slowly into her beautiful mouth and bobbing up and down between his legs.

He opened his eyes to rewind the footage and pause it, memorizing her gorgeous features as he stroked himself faster wishing he could see more of her. He closed his eyes again and suddenly he could see her clearly. Doing exactly what he had imagined but they were in the middle of a body of water on a smoothly formed rock. Electricity ran through him as he enjoyed the view of her very naked body in front of him. He could hear her moans and almost feel the vibrations of them as he hit the back of her throat.

He was completely overcome with the urge to climax but he was afraid the memory was end before he got to see the breasts that caused his arousal in the first place so he held back. He slowed his motions, enjoying the feeling the best he could but, before he knew it, she had deep throated his large cock taking every inch into her mouth. While plenty of women had tried and came close to succeeding, nobody ever did it and it was one of his biggest fantasies. Seeing her do it, and with no effort at all, made him come almost immediately. As he pictured her doing this, a loud and powerful moan escaped him as he felt his warm come cover his stomach. He opened his eyes and almost felt ashamed for what he just achieved as he looked at the still image of her on the screen in front of him. Would she have be offended? He didn’t know but one thing was for certain, he was going to keep this moment a secret if he met her again.

After he cleaned himself off, he turned off the TV and almost instantly fell asleep. As his mind drifted, he saw himself with his arms wrapped around her as they watched fireworks fill the sky. He could almost smell the scent of her hair as he placed an innocent kiss on the back of her head. What he was feeling as he recalled this moment was love. Pure, unedited love. His heart ached for her.
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