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Three Shades of Pink	By : DrakeClawfang Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XIII Views: 15678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hope shifted in his bed, mumbling in his sleep. His eyebrows fluttered. Without opening them, he thought through his sleepy haze. Something was waking him up. What was it? He heard movement, and opened his eyes. The lamp had been turned on in the room, and the air was filled with the scent of roses.
“Hello there.” Hope tilted his head up. A rose-haired girl was standing beside his bed smiling down at him clad in nothing more but a black corset with crisscrossing ties up the front, thigh-high black stockings, and lacy black panties. Hope’s eyes widened at the intruder and he tried to sit up, but was pulled back down by something. He tilted his head up to find his arms stretched up and handcuffed to the bedposts, the metal clinking as he pulled. As he turned his head he also noticed rose petals scattered over the bed.
“Who are you?” Hope demanded, glaring. “There’s security cameras watching the building, if you take anything we’ll find you.”
The girl giggled and held a finger to her mouth to shush him. “Quiet now, sweetie, you’re ruining the mood.” She leaned down and smiled widely just inches from his face. “I’m Lumina, by the way.”
Hope thought. “Lumina… as in Serah’s sister?”
“Lightning’s too.” Lumina tapped her finger on Hope’s nose. “Light’s the tough one, Serah’s the sweet one. Me? I’m the fun one.” Lumina stood back up and stretched her arms over her head. “Serah told me you were a bust for her, so I figured I’d take a shot.”
“You… how did…” Hope’s brain tried to process what was happening. “How’d you get in?”
“They didn’t exactly change the locks when the last guy left. Not that it would make much difference.” Lumina winked and turned to a bag Hope now saw on the chair at the foot of the bed. She pulled out long red candles and set them on his dresser, then reached back into the bag. She was humming to herself as she worked, her head bobbing in time with the beat.
“What do you want?” Hope asked. Lumina emerged from the bag with a lighter.
“A girl breaks into your apartment dressed like this and handcuffs you to the bed, and you wanna know what I want?” She giggled. “You’re cute. I see what Serah meant about you.” Lumina lit the candles and waved her hand over them to waft the flames through the air. Nodding, she snuffed out the flame on the lighter and tossed it back in the back. “Though she just talked about what she wanted to do with you. I’m more for action, if you can’t tell.”
Hope groaned. “What is with you people?”
“I know, right? Serah was talking about getting her hands down your pants the first time she met you, and then she wastes an afternoon chatting with you for nothing but a little tongue action. I mean, lame.” Lumina put her hands on the frame at the foot of the bed, and leapt over it, pushing herself through the air to land straddling Hope’s waist. The bed springs creaked and bounced the two around with the impact. “I think you’ll find I’m a little more direct than her.” Hope gulped. Lumina’s rose perfume wrapped around him like a fog, sending his mind into a daze.
“I… I…” Hope struggled to think. It was a little difficult with a half-naked girl sitting on top of him and the smell of roses filling his head, not to mention he had been asleep just minutes ago. “Uh… Lumina…”
“This is the part where we stop talking.” Lumina leaned down, closed her eyes, and grabbed Hope’s neck to pull him up into a kiss. Hope couldn’t do much to resist but hold his lips still, his hands pulling at the handcuffs to no avail. Lumina’s tongue ran over his lips, the taste of black licorice dancing along his mouth, but he refused her entry. She opened her eyes and looked annoyed, sitting up and letting Hope’s head drop back down to the pillow.
“Sweetie, you’re ruining the mood again.”
“I am not going to have sex with you,” Hope said slowly.
“Don’t worry then, I don’t wanna have sex. I wanna fuck!” Lumina smiled and tilted her head as if she had just stated an obvious fact that Hope was silly to not understand.
“We’re not doing that either.”
“Oh come on!” Lumina crossed her arms and pouted, then raised an eyebrow and thought. “Do you have trouble getting it up? I have stuff for that.” Hope sputtered as Lumina reached behind her to bring her bag forward and rifled around. “Got wine, condoms, massage oil… some other things I don’t think you’re ready for yet, but maybe I’m wrong? Trust me, whatever it takes to get your motor running, I’m game.”
“Lumina, listen to me carefully.” Hope said. Lumina looked up from her bag, blinking innocently. “I’m sure when you aren’t handcuffing me to my bed you’re a perfectly nice girl, and you’re very pretty too.”
“Pretty? I’m fucking sexy, dumbass. I’ve got a chart comparing us you know, my tits are the smallest but my ass is amazing.”
“The point is!” Hope shouted, not wanting her to continue, “I don’t care. I don’t want to be physically intimate with you in any way. Understand?” Hope waited for Lumina’s response. She stared at him blankly for several seconds, blinking now and then. Without a change of expression, she swung her leg over Hope to stand up beside the bed and dropped her bag of tricks on the floor beside her.
“You’re not as much fun as I was hoping,” she said, pouting again. “Fine then, if you wanna be a scaredy-cat…” Lumina reached up to Hope’s shoulder and ripped the sheets off him, leaving him bare save for his underwear. Hope tried to move his arms to cover himself but remembered the handcuffs shortly after. “We’ll go slow.” Lumina straddled him again, this time over his thighs. She looked down and grinned. “There we go.” She reached down and patted the bulge over his boxers. “So much for pills eh?”
“Stop,” Hope croaked. Lumina continued to smile as she slid a finger down Hope’s chest, past his navel, and hooked it in his waistband. She looked down and began humming again, her eyes sparkling. Slowly, that lone finger pulled Hope’s underwear down, until his cock sprang up freed from it confines.
At the sight, Lumina squealed in delight and clapped her hands. “Good boy, there you are. Mm, not the best I’ve seen, but you’ll do.”
“Lumina.” Hope quashed his rising hormones to speak. Lumina’s hand had grasped his cock and was slowly stroking it up and down, her hand moving in time with her head tilting back and forth to whatever song she seemed to have going through her head.
“Hm?”
“Let me go. Now.”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm nah.”
“If you don’t let me go…” Hope swallowed. He really didn’t have to resort to this, but she wasn’t listening to him otherwise. “I’ll call the police.”
Lumina’s hand froze, and her expression turned to one of confusion as she looked down at Hope.
“What’s that now?”
“I do not consent to this, let me go or I will have you charged.” Hope gritted his teeth and tried to put on a serious face. In his current predicament he failed, but the words had their effect anyway. Lumina gave him a sour look.
“You’re a real fuckin’ buzzkill, sweetie.” She huffed and stood up from him, grabbing his underwear and pulling them back up, letting the waistband snap back sharply. “I’m just having some fun.”
“Well I’m not. Now, let me go,” Hope repeated. Lumina looked him over, and slowly smiled. It wasn’t a smile Hope liked. Lumina climbed back on top of him, but rather than straddle him she rolled over onto her back beside him. Wiggling to make herself comfortable, Lumina slid her hand down the front of her corset, undoing the tied-up strings that held her corset together.
Hope began to get worried all over again. “What are you doing?”
“Well, I’m not leaving until I have my fun. Not after I got all dressed up.” Lumina pulled the top of her corset down, exposing her breasts to the chilly night air. Her breasts were small, with pert dark red nipples. Humming to herself again, she ran her fingers along them and moaned between closed lips.
“L-Lumina…”
“Shhhhh. I’m not gonna lay a finger on you.” The rose-haired girl smiled, and padded a finger down her stomach like she had with Hope before, and slid her hand down into her panties. Hope watched her hand, transfixed, and heard a sharp inhalation as it found its destination. He slowly looked back up at Lumina’s face, along the way catching sight of her other hand cupping and rubbing her breasts. Her eyes were clenched shut, her mouth open in a wide grin. She let out a small squeak and arched up into the hand on her chest, her breathing quickening.
“Oh... there…” Lumina’s light, airy moans filled the air. She was writhing on the bed, her fingers working furiously beneath her panties. Hope found himself unable to look away, watching as her face contorted in pleasure. “Ah… oh god… Hope… right there.”
Hope was fairly sure his heart skipped several beats when Lumina moaned his name. She was ignoring him though, her fingers continuing to tease her body while her moans became louder and more graphic.
“Hope… fuck me! Ah, there, oooooooo!” Hope was almost certain she was putting on this show for his torture, her hips were thrusting up to meet her fingers while her other hand pinched and rolled her tits. Hope found himself thankful she had left what little clothing she was wearing on, mostly – if he could see her fingers thrusting into her slit he was sure he would break. He still wasn’t sure he wasn’t going to anyway. “Harder! Oh Hope… ah!”
Lumina cracked open her eyes and turned them towards her. Her hair was matted to her forehead, her face was flushed, and she once again had that wide grin on her lips.
“Watch me, Hope…” She whispered, panting. Her fingers kept working their magic as she spoke. “Watch me cum… oh… watch me cum thinking of you.”
Hope wasn’t sure he had the willpower to disobey. Lumina turned her attention back to her own pleasure, her hand pumping furiously beneath the black lace underwear. With a long wail, she arched up off the bed, her eyes wide. Hope took in every second of it, the sight of her ecstasy burning itself into his eyes.
Lumina collapsed back, panting heavily. Her hand that wasn’t down her panties weakly flopped to the side, laying across Hope’s chest. He barely noticed, still watching her. Lumina’s eyes were glazed over, her skin glowing with sweat. A few crushed rose petals stuck to her sides where she had rolled over them in her pleasure. She looked over at Hope and leaned over, planting a soft kiss on his lips.
“Was it good for you too?” She giggled at her own joke and looked down the bed. “Oh, it was, hm?” Hope didn’t have to look to know what she meant, he could feel for himself. His cock was so hard it was painful, straining against his boxers. “Well, it was certainly good for me.” Lumina stretched and lay her head on his chest, smiling contentedly. “You had me bent over the bed pounding me from behind.” Hope’s mind filled with mental images of the act she had just described, and his cock twitched. Lumina turned his head to look up at him and winked. “Wanna make my dreams come true, sweetie?”
Hope’s brain registered that the girl who had just finished masturbating herself into an orgasm had asked a question, and blinked back to life.
“I… um…”
“Just say the word, Hope, and I’ll rock your world. You’ll be limping in the morning, if you even have the strength to get out of bed.” Lumina’s hand slipped down to rub up and down his cock through his underwear, and she pressed a kiss to his neck. “Just say ‘I want you’, and Lumina will take care of the rest.”
Hope licked the inside of his dry mouth and struggled to speak. Lumina waited, her eyes glowing blue in the dim light.
“Just let me go.”
Hope didn’t recognize it as his voice whimpering like that. He wasn’t even entirely sure that was what he had meant to say. The words Lumina had tried to coax from him hung on his lips, but refused to fall.
Lumina looked disappointed and turned her attention back to herself. She took her hand out of her panties and made a show of popping three fingers in her mouth one at a time, slowly swirling each around before pulling it out with a pop and moving on to the next one. When she got to the third, she turned her eyes to watch Hope’s face as she did it.
Lacing back up her corset, she swung over Hope – her knee bumped against his groin in a way he was positive was on purpose – and stood up on the bed. Without ever sparing a look at Hope, Lumina blew out the candles and put them back in her bag, also grabbing an incense burner Hope hadn’t noticed before and putting it again. Finally, she produced a shiny silver key and tossed it in the air a few times. Hope grew terrified. She wouldn’t really leave him here, would she? After how she’d been acting he wasn’t sure.
“A teeny, tiny request.” She leaned back down and draped the hand holding the key up Hope’s arm, while her other hand grabbed his chin. Her nose was just an inch from Hope’s, her eyes twinkling. “The next time you jerk off, which I’m betting will be about two minutes from now… think of me.” The hand on Hope’s chin squeezed, pressing her nails into his skin. He gasped at the slight pain and in that split moment Lumina’s tongue was sweeping through his mouth, the taste of black licorice ghosting across his tongue. She pulled back and gave him that familiar smirk again. Then she was gone, exiting the room so swiftly that Hope could have missed it if he had blinked.
Hope swallowed heavily and moved his hand to wipe his brow. Looking up he saw the handcuffs dangling from his wrist, the key still in the lock. He hadn’t even noticed she’d done it as she was kissing him. Hope quickly grabbed the key and unlocked his other hand and sprang up from the bed. The weight of what he had just experienced hit him and he found himself weak, holding onto the dresser behind him to stay standing. He swiftly unlocked the cuffs around his wrist and tossed them onto the sheets. His eyes stayed on the bed, glancing over to where Lumina had lain.
Hope’s mind’s eyes painted in Lumina, laying on her side beckoning him over with the same fingers she had used to finger herself. The disrupted sheets and pillows were covered in rose petals, and the taste of licorice filled his mouth as the scent of roses filled his nose, both fading but still powerful. Swallowing heavily, Hope just kept staring at his bed before he knelt down to grab his sheet from where Lumina has thrown it to the floor. He was reminded of his painfully hard erection in the process and rLumina’s words came to mind. Hope noticed his hand shaking and clamped it down on the wrist holding his sheet to stop it.
“…couch,” he whispered, stumbling out of the room. Somehow though he doubted he’d be getting back to sleep that night.
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Lumina kept humming to herself as she crossed the hall and opened the door to her apartment, tossing her bag by the coat stand and entering the kitchen. She grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and took a long drink.
“Have fun?”
The rose-haired girl jumped at the voice and moved into the living room. Lightning was reading by the light of the lamp in the recliner, her legs crossed at the knee to prop her book on.
“You’ve been waiting for me,” Lumina stated.
“I passed by your room after dinner, saw what you were getting ready.” Lightning calmly folded her book shut and set it under the lamp. Lumina sat down on the sofa. “So?”
“A bust. He’s definitely got this cute vulnerability to him, but I couldn’t break him.” Lumina shrugged and took another drink.
“What’d you do this time?”
“I handcuffed him to his bed, and the plan was to ride him until the bedframe broke, but he said if I didn’t let him go he’d call the cops or something.”
Lightning groaned loudly and glared. “I’ve told you before, one of these days you’ll pull this shit on someone who doesn’t find it kinky and you’ll be put away.”
“Hey, I backed off! I wasn’t gonna rape the fucker!” Lumina gave Lightning an angry glare in return. “And Serah still had her key so it’s not like it was breaking and entering.” Lightning held out her hand, and Lumina made a show of huffing and rolling her eyes before standing, moving to her bag, and bringing it back to toss in Lightning’s lap. Lightning rifled through it for the key and paused. With a look of exasperation she pulled out a long object covered in pink fur with a black base, and held it up.
“What?” Lumina asked. Lightning flicked a switch on the bottom and it began vibrating in her hand. “I didn’t use it…” Lumina shrugged and took a drink of water. “I’m not cruel. A boy that meek, I could send him into therapy if he took a look in there.”
“So I see.” Lightning muttered, turning the toy off. She dropped it back into the bag among other items she didn’t care to try and identify. She found the key to the opposite apartment and slipped it into her pocket, and then zipped the bag up to avoid seeing whatever else her sister had taken with her.
“Not like not having a key would have stopped me,” Lumina giggled.
“What else did you do to the poor guy?”
“After he gave me a glacial cold shoulder and told me to get out, I decided to have some fun, so I fingered myself and called out his name doing it. Then I got my shit together, kissed him, and left him with the key to his cuffs and one hand freed. Chill, aside from some blue balls and sore wrists he’s fine.”
Lightning slowly shook her head. “You’re a piece of work. Might have sent him into therapy already.”
“He had it coming!” Lumina snapped. “I went all out for the asshole and he threatens cops on me just for trying to have some fun with him? There’s places where he’d have to pay hundreds of bucks for girls to do the shit I did for him for free.”
“Right. This is all his fault.”
“Pft, whatever. Better this end quickly. Serah struck out, I struck out, and you don’t want a shot. It’s over then, we had our fun, now we know to ignore the douche in the future. If he wants to spend his time jerking off when he’s got three willing babes across the hall, it’s his loss.” Lumina took one more swig of water and stood up, capping the bottle and tossing it to Lightning. “I’m gonna have a shower and hit the hay.” She moved to the hall, stopped, thought, then came back. Lightning was already holding her bag out to her when Lumina got to her chair, and took it from her without another word.
Lightning heard the door to the bathroom shut and stood up. She had stayed up through the night to see the aftermath of Lumina’s inevitable excursion across the hall, now it was almost three in the morning and sleep sounded like a good idea. She headed into the kitchen and took a drink from Lumina’s water bottle before tossing it back into the fridge.
Glancing up at the apartment door, illuminated by the fridge bulb, Lightning stopped and thought, running her tongue around in her mouth.
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