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The Island	By : DrakeClawfang Category: Final Fantasy Games > Crossovers Views: 3071 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Island
Chapter 3
Tifa pulled back the curtain to her hut and held it open for Cloud as he followed. He took a quick glance around. The same ramshackle furnishings as his own hut. He turned around and his breath hitched.
“Is something wrong?” Tifa held her shirt in her hands and gave him a look of concern. All she had to do was drop her arms, and her bare torso would be in full view.
“Um…” Cloud swallowed. Tifa looked to the side and tossed her shirt near the nearest bed. Cloud took a slow breath. Her breasts were large, round with pink nipples. Tifa reached to her skirt, and Cloud came to his senses. “Wait.”
Tifa looked up. “What is it?”
Cloud looked away. “I… do we have to do this?”
Tifa walked up to him and coiled her arms around his neck, kissing him on the cheek. “Don’t be nervous.”
“I’m not…” Cloud looked back at her. “Tifa, don’t take this the wrong way. You’re beautiful…” Cloud looked down at her breasts pillowing against his shirt. “Really beautiful. But…” Cloud raised his eyes back to her face. “I don’t want to have sex with someone I just met.”
Tifa removed her arms and stepped back. “I see.”
“I mean, that is…” Cloud took hold of her hips, trying to reassure her as best he could. “Maybe, after a few days? You seem very nice and understanding.” He winced at how lame he sounded.
“I’d like to get to know you as well. But for tonight, we have to consummate our union for the initiation.”
“Can’t we lie?”
Tifa gave him a sour look. “I won’t lie to my tribe, Cloud. Especially not if the Mystic should ask.”
“Right.” Cloud thought . “Well…”
“Don’t worry.” Tifa kissed him again. “We’ve had some like you before, so I’ve heard. We don’t need to actually have sex to be considered to have consummated your joining.”
Cloud gave her a confused look. “What do you mean?”
Tifa gave him a lustful smile, and slowly lowered to her knees.
Cloud paled.
“Oh.”

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Hope stumbled to stay upright as Serah quickly pulled him through the village. “Serah! Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
The pink-haired girl was following some path she had memorized with a tight grip on Hope’s hand. They reached the meal hut and rounded the back to the water tank. Serah walked up to the water tank, spun around, and pulled Hope to her. As they collided she kissed him deeply, inhaling sharply.
Hope let her kiss him, unsure what to do. After a few moments he gently reached out to hold her hips. Serah grunted against his lips, and Hope felt her reach down to his shorts. He pulled his hips away and broke the kiss.
“Here?” he whispered.
Serah licked her lips. “Uh-huh.”
“But… what if someone comes back here?”
Serah grinned. “Then they’ll see us.” She kissed Hope again and her hands went back to his shorts. Hope felt his zipper be pulled down and his shorts swiftly dropped to his ankles. He absentmindedly stepped out of them. Serah began pressing butterfly kisses to his face, and Hope opened his eyes to see her hands working at the ties of her skirt. He was suddenly stricken by the realization the islanders probably didn’t use underwear.
Serah’s eyes cracked open as she kissed Hope’s neck, and she paused. Hope noticed her hesitation and turned his head. He saw why.
Lightning stood at the corner of the hut, watching.
Serah scowled and pulled back from Hope. “Light. Go away.”
“You realize you’re in the middle of the village,” Lightning replied coolly.
“That was the idea.”
Lightning snorted. “If you wanted an audience, you had one at the feast.”
“Not the point. You don’t get it.”
“Obviously.”
Serah rolled her eyes. “So you found us, now go away.”
Lightning stared for a moment, and then turned her back to them. She drew her makeshift sword from her waist and planted the tip in the ground, resting both hands on the hilt. “Go ahead. I’ll stand guard.”
“I told you to go away!” Serah called. Lightning didn’t respond, and Serah huffed.
“Should we leave?” Hope asked, unsure if he should get involved.
“No, she’ll just follow us.” Serah backed up until she was pressed against the water tank, then pulled Hope to her. “Take off your shirt.”
Hope obeyed, lifting his T-shirt over his head and dropping it beside him. Clad in nothing but his underwear, now sporting a visible tent, he looked back at Lightning, but she was still turned away.
“Hope you don’t mind the noise.” Hope looked back and saw Serah had taken her own shirt off. Hope looked down. Her breasts were on the smaller side, but perked from the chilly night air.
“Noise?”
“If people can’t see us, we’re going to make sure they can hear us.”
Hope’s head snapped up to stare at her. “W-We are?”
“Yes.” Serah pouted. “Now, are you going to start doing your part, or do I have to do both our work?”
“Right.” Hope nodded. “I just…” He looked back at Serah’s face and wondered how much of her impatience was because of Lightning or him. In spite of his hesitation, he couldn’t deny she was beautiful. Her skin was soft and glowed in the moonlight, and her chest was heaving with her breathing.
Hope seized courage he didn’t know he had, and reached down to grab Serah’s thigh. He pulled her forward to press himself between her legs, and latched his lips onto her breast. Serah squealed in delight and buried her hands in his hair. “That’s more like it!” She locked her leg around Hope’s waist and pulled him in until she could feel his cotton-clad cock against her skirt. Hope flicked his tongue over her nipple and she squealed again, louder this time.
Serah’s moans and mewls filled the air as Hope went to work on her breast, and she began grinding against him.
Facing away from them, Lightning’s hands tightened on her sword as her face remained passive.

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“We’re here.” Vanille entered her hut and looked back at Riku as he followed her. “I live with a member of the tribal guard, but she’s at the feast and—” Vanille was cut off as Riku kissed her fiercely, his tongue probing her mouth. She moaned and tangled her tongue with his.
Too soon for her tastes, Riku broke the kiss. His breath ghosted against her lips as he spoke. “Turn around.” Vanille turned in his arms, and Riku pulled her back against him, one hand on her midriff. “I know we’re not each other’s first choice,” Riku whispered in her ear, “but I can at least make this a hell of a night for you.”
Vanille nodded. “I hope I’ll be able to say the same tomorrow.” She felt his hand slip up her shirt to cup her breast, and his other hand reached to her thighs.
Riku kissed Vanille’s neck. “I’m going to make you cum so many times tonight you’ll lose count. Here’s the start of number one.” His finger found Vanille’s slit and he thrust inside. Vanille inhaled sharply and her hips bucked against his hand. Riku’s thumb rubbed as he worked her into hard, steady pumps of his finger, adding another after a moment. All the while the hand under her shirt worked her nipples into nubs, squeezing and tweaking.
“R-Riku!” Vanille panted, writhing under his touch. His pumping fingers under her skirt and his hand teasing her breasts were too much for her to take, and she climaxed in Riku’s arms, arching into the air and then collapsing against him. Riku felt her juices coat his fingers and slowed into a more gentle, coaxing motion. The hand under her shirt dropped to her hip.
“Well, that was fast.” Riku turned her head so he could look at her face.
Vanille’s hair was matted to her forehead and her skin was flushed. She began to catch her breath and nodded. “I… I’ve always orgasmed quickly. I’m sensitive… sorry.”
Riku raised an eyebrow playfully. “How did you find that out?”
“My partner that I share the house with, she and I…” Vanille trailed off, but Riku didn’t need her to finish.
“Does that happen often?”
“Um…” Vanille smiled awkwardly. “How frequently would you define ‘often’?”
Riku stifled a laugh. “Well, that’s answer enough, if you’re unsure if you should answer.”
Vanille bit her lip. “Are you angry?”
“Not at all.” Riku kissed her. “In fact, it’s a bit of a relief.” He withdrew his hand from Vanille’s skirt and brought it to his lips. The two locked eyes as he slowly stuck out his tongue to lick off his fingers.
Vanille shook. “W-Why is it a relief?”
Riku grinned. The hand on Vanille’s hip slipped up the back of her shirt and gently pushed down. Vanille held out her hands and caught the table to keep from falling. Riku looked down at her skirt and found the ties holding it up. A pull of the leather and the garment pooled around Vanille’s ankles.
“Because…” Riku leaned over her to whisper in her ear, purposefully grinding his pants against her bare ass. “Now I know I don’t have to hold back.”
Vanille whimpered and wiggled against him. Riku slid down to his knees, Vanille’s ass and pussy bulging in his face, and slipped his tongue out to lap against her slit.

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Sora and Kairi fell back onto her bed, staring into each other’s eyes. Sora reached down and pulled his shirt up. Kairi followed suit, and the two garments were flung away. They kissed, Kairi’s nipples rubbing against Sora’s chest. Sora looked up at her and brushed her hair back. “I knew the moment I saw you I had to pick you,” he whispered.” Before Kairi could respond he kissed her again. His hands came up to cup her back.
Kairi murmured against him and pushed back, breaking the kiss. She had a look of worry on her face. Sora frowned. “What’s wrong?”
Kairi hesitated and then shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
“It isn’t nothing if it’s on your mind. Tell me.”
Kairi sighed. “I just… I’m still thinking about Riku.”
Sora raised an eyebrow. “Well, that’s a good way to kill the mood.”
Kairi glared and gave him a light slap on the chest. “Not like that. Why did he pick me if he knew you were going to?”
“Probably to be a dick. He does that sometimes.”
“But isn’t he your friend?”
Sora shrugged. “Doesn’t mean he isn’t a pain in the ass sometimes.”
“I see.”
Sora rolled his eyes. “Can we stop talking – or thinking – about Riku and go back to making out?”
Kairi giggled. “Is that the term outsiders use now for kissing?”
“It is when they do this type of kissing.” Sora sat up and lifted Kairi’s legs. She squealed in surprise, and Sora settled back down in a sitting position with Kairi on his lap. Sora rapidly kissed his way down her face and nuzzled her breasts, lapping at her nipple. Kairi threw her head back and pulled her tighter against her chest. She felt Sora’s shorts tenting under her and wiggled against him.
“Is-ah!” Kairi gasped as Sora gently bit down. “Is there something I can do?”
Sora released her breast and came up to kiss her on the lips. “I’m gonna be here for years. Worry about it later. For tonight, just enjoy.”
“Oka-a-a-ay!”

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“Go ahead; touch it.” Zidane grinned and wiggled his hips suggestively.
Garnet slowly reached out her hand and brushed her fingers along Zidane’s tail. “It’s soft.”
“Mhm. I take care of it.” Zidane flexed the tail, and it wrapped around Garnet’s wrist. He turned around, pulling Garnet towards him and catching her. Zidane’s tail came up between them and he waved the end in her face. “Kiss it.”
Garnet blinked. “Kiss it?”
“That’s what I said.”
Garnet looked at the tail pointing at her, and puckered her lips. She kissed the tip briefly and pulled back. “The fur feels odd.”
“Do it again.” Garnet listened and kissed the tail again. Zidane pushed it back against her lips, surprising her. “Don’t be afraid,” he cooed. Garnet hesitated, and Zidane took the break to rub his tail along her cheeks. “See? He likes you.”
“He?”
“My partner in crime.” Zidane ran his tail down along Garnet’s neck, and smirked as she shivered. “Ladies always fawn over the tail, they always wanna touch it…” The tail moved down along Garnet’s arm, coiling around her wrist. “I like watching them. Never stops being hot. Every guy has a dick, ya know. But only Genomes have tails. So everyone is a first timer with me.”
“Zidane?” Garnet swallowed heavily. Zidane’s tail dipped down to the edge of her skirt and began rubbing against her leg. “W-what are you doing?”
Zidane winked. “Wait and you’ll find out.” The tip of his tail slid up under Garnet’s skirt. “Ya know, it occurs to me that you girls probably don’t have panties, stranded on this island.” Garnet inhaled sharply and collapsed against him, her fingers on his shoulders tightening. Zidane grinned. “Thought not.”
Garnet whimpered as his tail slid further up her skirt. “Is th-this how G-genomes have sex?”
“Nah, this is how I have sex.” Zidane reached down and gripped Garnet’s ass tightly, and pulled her flush against him. “Just getting you warmed up.”
“Oh.” Garnet shuddered again. “It’s, it’s so deep.”
“You’ve no idea. I’m gonna reach places inside that pussy that no dick ever could.” Zidane curled his tail inside her and rubbed it along her walls, and Garnet gasped.
“Yesss…” She hissed out her answer. Garnet gripped Zidane’s arms and kissed him. “Go deeper… don’t stop.”
“Not planning to, my little angel,” Zidane said between kisses. He reached his hands down and slid them under her loose shirt. “We’re just starting.”

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Serah threw her head back and shrieked. “Fuck!” She dropped her head down to Hope’s shoulder and clutched him tighter. “Harder!”
Thrusting her up against the water tank, Hope grimaced, keeping his hands on the tank for leverage. Every time he pumped into Serah, her feet briefly leapt off the ground, then touched back down when she descended. He could feel her breasts rubbing against his chest, her breath was hot on his neck. Strands of pink hair flew by his field of vision every time he thrust.
Serah had kept to her word. Moans, gasps, and screams flew from her mouth constantly. Hope wondered how much of it she was playing up and how much she was actually enjoying this. He tried his best to make the latter the truth in spite of his inexperience, but his body was giving out and he wasn’t sure how much he could take. Serah was hot and tight around him, and he was certain he would collapse to the dirt if she wasn’t holding him up.
“Serah!” Hope cried her name as he felt his release begin to rise up on him. “I can’t… stop!”
“No!” Serah lifted her head to glare at him. “I don’t care, keep going!” She reached down and gripped Hope’s ass to pull him into his thrusts.
Hope winced. “I-I can’t hold it.”
“Don’t care.” Serah kissed him, her tongue lapping at his lips. “Give it to me!” She screamed again.
Hope pushed through the strain of his orgasm and kept thrusting as long as he could. He only made it four more times before he could take no more; he dropped his head and let out a shuddering gasp as his seed pumped into Serah. When at last his orgasm subsided Hope collapsed into her, his hips still twitching. He heard Serah let a long wail and realized she must have climaxed with him.
At least I did something right.
Serah gently took Hope’s head in her hands and kissed him. “That was fun.”
Hope nodded, still trying to regain his senses. “Yeah… fun.”
He heard footsteps behind him and turned his head to see Lightning staring at them, arms crossed. “You two are done, I presume.”
Serah pouted and glared back. “Maybe not. Maybe we’re gonna stay here and have sex in the open all night long.”
Hope’s eyes widened. “Um, Serah, I don’t—”
“Shut up, Hope.”
“Okay.”
Lightning rolled her eyes. “Get dressed. He doesn’t have a second round in him and you know it.”
Serah huffed and pulled away from Hope. She took his hand and walked past Lightning. “Come on, we’re going to your hut.”
Hope stumbled after her, awkwardly pulling his pants up before he tripped over them. “Are we going to have sex again?”
“Maybe.”
Hope looked back as they rounded the corner of the hut. “Sorry!” he called back to Lightning.
Before she vanished from sight, Hope thought he saw her lips switch into a smirk.

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Kairi gasped and panted as Sora thrust into her. Steady, hard, and deep. The makeshift bed beneath her was damp with her sweat as she writhed under him, her eyes clenched shut. Above her, Sora had his hands planted on the sides of her head, watching her face contort.
“Kairi, look at me,” he whispered. Below him, Kairi cracked open her eyes. The two stared at each other as Sora continued his thrusts. Sora lowered his head until he was almost kissing her. “Cum for me, Kairi.” He gave a deeper thrust to punctuate the command and was rewarded with a moan for his action. “Cum for me.”
“Oh. Yes. Make me cum, Sora!” Kairi threw her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss, her tongue snaking into his mouth. Sora moved a hand down and lifted Kairi’s leg up, letting him go deeper inside her. Kairi suddenly gasped into his mouth and pulled herself up against him. Sora felt her tightened around his dick as her whole body clenched, and he let himself go. Four thick spurts shot into Kairi as Sora moaned her name into her mouth.
Kairi collapsed back against the bed as her climax subsided. Sora pushed away to roll beside her. The two were both panting, their hair mattered to their heads. Kairi spoke first. “That… was the most amazing thing I’ve ever done.”
Sora turned his head to look at her and grinned. “You’re an amazing girl to do it with.”
Kairi shuffled closer and learned over his chest to kiss him. Her face then turned serious. “Tomorrow, you’ll be expected to make love with many women of the tribe. Your service to us will be a legacy that lasts through the bloodlines.”
“Well, that’s for tomorrow.” Sora lifted Kairi up and planted her sitting on him. “For tonight, the only woman I see here is you, and that’s all I need.”
Kairi smiled. “Then let’s not let the night end.”
She leaned down for another kiss.

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Vanille screamed into the pillow, her hands clenching the bed on either side of it. “Riku!”
Behind her, Riku grinned and picked up the pace, pounding into her faster and harder. Sweat rolled down his face and chest, his eyes taking in the visual feast of Vanille on her hands and knees on her bed, his hands holding her steady by her hips as he fucked her from behind. She had cum three times from his hands and mouth before he even entered her, and then twice more after that. Girl didn’t lie about being easy to get off. Not that I mind.
Riku reached down and grabbed her wrists, and pulled her back. Vanille hung over the bed, Riku holding her up. Her breasts bounced every time he thrust into her, and he quickly moved his hands to take hold of them. “One more time.” He whispered in her ear and lapped at it, enjoying her breathing hitching as he did. “Cum for me once more.”
Vanille’s only response was a staggered moan, a bit of drool dripping from her lip. Riku tweaked her nipple with his right hand and brought the left down to her slit. He rubbed her clit even as he continued to pound his cock into her, and Vanille broke once again. She let out a scream and threw her head back, red hair flying through the air. Riku smirked and let himself go with her. Four more thrusts each pumped another load into her, and on the fifth he stilled, still seated inside her.
Vanille went limp in his arms. Riku gently lowered her to the bed and pulled out of her to turn her on her back. Vanille’s eyes were unfocused and her hand twitched. Riku leaned over her and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Hey, you okay?”
Vanille tried to speak, but it came out weak gibberish. She closed her eyes and groaned, and when she opened her eyes they were looking up at him. “That… you…” Vanille blinked rapidly. “I can’t move.”
Riku smirked. “Yeah. I have that effect on girls.” Vanille said something else he couldn’t understand. Riku shook his head and brushed her sweat-matted hair out of her eyes. “You’ll be fine. Just gotta sleep me off. ‘kay?”
“‘kay.”
Riku stood up and grabbed his shirt from where it had been thrown. He used it to wipe off his dick and thighs, and pulled his pants up. He looked over at Vanille again, so lifeless he couldn’t tell if she was even awake anymore. He looked over her nude body, flushed and glistening with sweat, and grinned.
“I think I’m gonna like it here.”

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Zidane grinned and leaned back in the chair, enjoying the show going on in his lap. His cock was fully seated inside Garnet, but her attention was on fighting his tail for room on her breasts. His tail ran along their length and flicked over her nipples, and her hands followed it, variably trying to catch it or just copying its movements to stimulate her. Garnet moaned as his tail swatted her neck.
“That’s it, baby.” Zidane reached down and gave her an affectionate pat on her bare ass. “Play with it all you want.” She’d already cum once from his tail, and at the rate she was going he wondered if she was going to go off again. Hell, just watching her masturbate using his tail was going to set him off. He couldn’t remember the last time a girl loved is so much.
Garnet looked at him. “I want you to play, too.” Garnet pushed the tail away and kissed Zidane deeply, running her hands through his head. “Play with me, Zidane.” She looked down at him and licked her lips. “Make me yours.”
Zidane grinned and wrapped his tail around her waist. She inhaled sharply at the feeling. “Oh, my little angel.” He pecked her on the nose. “You were mine the moment I woke up to your beautiful face.” Using his tail and hands for leverage, Zidane began gyrating her back and forth on his cock, wiggling it inside her. “Now you have to take me back.”
Garnet bit her lip and placed her hands on his shoulders. She began moving with his hands and tail, and Zidane let them slow to give her full control. Garnet’s moans were music to his ears, and he let his eyes rake up her body as she grinded on his dick. She didn’t have the most developed body of the women Zidane had seen on the island. Then he got to her face, stretched tight in sheer pleasure as she danced in his lap, and he stopped caring.
“Come on, my angel.” Zidane whispered to her to get her attention. “You’ve got to do better than that. What do you want?”
Garnet looked down at him, her eyes gleaming with lust. “I want to make you mine. All mine. All of you. Mmm...”
“How?” Zidane teased her. “How are you going to do that?”
Garnet shuddered and breathed deep. “I’m going to make you cum. I’m going to make you cum inside me. I’m going to take all you can give me.”
“Oh?” Zidane grinned. “I don’t know any angels who talk dirty like that. Maybe you’re not an angel after all. Are you a fallen angel?”
“Yesss…” Garnet pulled Zidane up out of his chair and pressed against him. She grinned at him and played back. “I’m a fallen angel. You corrupted me, you demon. Now finish it.”
Zidane slipped his tongue into her mouth and lost his control. He swiftly thrust his hips up into Garnet, bouncing her on his dick. He was so turned on by her mouth and her earlier tail play he couldn’t last long, and his cum filled Garnet up after only a few moments. She moaned into his mouth and he felt her clench around him in kind.
The two slowly lowered back into the chair, their kiss never breaking. Zidane put his hands on her back to hold her in place, his tail coiled around her thigh hanging down beside him. When the kiss broke, he looked into Garnet’s eyes and smiled.
My dirty little fallen angel.

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Cloud stared up at the ceiling, breathing deep. Below him, Tifa’s black hair hid her face and head from his vision, but he could feel her lips gliding up and down his cock. She went so far down he could feel her nose tickle his pubic hair, and her throat constricting. Her hands on his hips helped guide her mouth up and down, her hair washing over him every time she came down. Cloud grimaced and clenched his hands. For an isolated tribal, Tifa knew how to give an incredible blowjob.
Tifa’s tongue slipped down to lap at his balls, then followed his shaft along its length as she brought her head back down. She did it again when she descended, and moved one of her hands to fondle them, rolling them between her fingers. He felt his release rise up on him and tilted his head up.
“Tifa…”
Tifa lifted her other hand and pulled her hair back. Cloud stared into her eyes. She pulled her head up and pressed a kiss to the tip of Cloud’s dick, her hand coming up to stroke him. She held his gaze, red-brown eyes shining in the darkness of the hut.
“I’m gonna cum,” Cloud grounded out, trying to keep his control.
Tifa smiled.
“Good.”
She lowered her head and took the tip into her lips, her hands continuing to work his shaft and balls. Cloud threw his head back and cried out into the hut as his cum shot up into Tifa’s mouth. He felt her throat working to swallow it, heard her gulping it down. When it subsided, he fell back on the bed. He gasped for breath as he recovered from the most intense orgasm of his life.
He felt cool air hit his dick and heard Tifa whisper from beyond his vision. “Welcome to the tribe, Cloud. The Goddess embraces you.”
Cloud barely registered his words before he fell unconscious.
Well, we’re not doing that again; five separate sex scenes at once each with its own distinct tone? Bah. Future chapters will be out faster without that annoying block in my way. And no, I didn’t forget Zack. ;)
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