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Black Mage Zen
Chapter Four: Finality

Hello again, and with much ado I now bring you the last chapter of Black Mage Zen: Finality . . . and this is the highlight of this lovely tale. As with the other chapters, the disclaimer remains that none of this stuff is mine. Not Vivi, not Zidane, not Final Fantasy 9 in any way, shape or form. Just so we�re square . . . XD

Vivi: I�m still naked, y�know . . .
VVL 69: I know . . . and Zidane will be back shortly.
Vivi: *sitting patiently* I�m so excited . . . ^^
VVL 69: On with the show!
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�Ruby!� Zidane pounded on the door to the female stage artist�s bedroom, hearing odd moaning noises from within. �Ruby, I know you�re in there!� But what she�s doing I�d like to know, considering she�s got no one to sleep with but Lowell . . .

The door opened at the fourth pound, revealing a very naked Ruby. �What�re ya doin� around these here parts so late, pard�ner?� she yawned.

�Look, I need something from your bedroom. Did I leave a bottle in here?�

�Well, if y�all did leave somethin� in here, Ah put it in mah drawer ta make room fer mah stage paint.� Ruby looked slightly terse from being interrupted by Zidane.

�Soooo . . . Who�s in here with you?� the blond thief wondered.

�Well, fer one thang it wasn�t me makin� those noises. Lowell brought one of his fancy friends over here fer a bit of sleepin� and apparently they got in tha mood.� She turned around, facing the bed. �Now y�all better be quiet, or Ah won�t get any SLEEP!� The twin masses under the covers shifted, revealing blue hair and three silken feathers. �Yes, Ah mean y�all!� Ruby hollered. �Now y�all better shut up and go ta sleep, or Ah�m kickin� both yer cans outta here.�

�Nice job, Rubes.� Zidane grinned. �Now can I come in to look?�

�Fer whut?�

�The bottle.�

�Oh. Well, Ah suppose.� Ruby stepped back into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. �But if you budge mah other stuff, Ah�m gonna have ta bust yer ass.�

�What other stuff?�

�Oh, Ah have stuff that Ah use when . . . well . . . Ah don�t hafta explain it to y�all, it ain�t hard ta guess!� Ruby smacked Zidane in the head. �Do Ah hafta tell everythang that goes on in mah room?�

�Nope. And I don�t have to tell you what I�m doing, right?�

Ruby stared hard at the genome. �Y�know, Ah don�t think Ah want ta know, if y�all ain�t braggin� about it.�

Zidane gulped. �Uh . . . it�s not that I don�t want to tell you, it�s just that he�s a little young . . . �

�Y�all ain�t tellin� me that y�all are going fer . . . fer . . . � Ruby gasped in surprise and horror. �He�s consentin�, right?�

�Yeah, he is . . . we were kinda slow at first, but now I�ve just got that itch . . . � Zidane fidgeted with the crotch of his pants. �Damn it, I�ve never been this horny!�

�Uh huh . . . and how long�ve y�all been wantin� this with tha li�l fella?� the stage artist inquired. By now she was interested.

� . . . Actually, since he got sick in Evil Forest . . . and was lying there in the bed . . . �

�Oh, the poor li�l thang . . . Blank told me about whut happened. Ah wish Ah could�ve been there ta help him . . . � Ruby sat down and began to brush her hair.

�Yeah. Poor Vivi was crying in his sleep . . . � Zidane sighed. �And he had a fever of like a hundred and two.�

�So when he had a fever, y�all were lustin� after him?�

�Not really. It was more of an �I want to protect him and make him better� than an �I want to put him in my bed and keep him there the whole night� . . . it rapidly developed into desire, though . . . � Zidane steepled his fingers and looked out the dark porthole that served as Ruby�s window, seeing nothing but twinkling stars. �You have to remember, I really didn�t know him then.�

�So he was just a cute kid ta ya?�

�Mmm.� Zidane inhaled deeply, then exhaled his breath back out in a yawn. �I�m just gonna open your drawer for a minute and look for the bottle, okay?�

�All right.�

�So,� Zidane asked as he opened the top drawer and lifted things out of it, �you�re . . . not going to tell anyone, are you?�

�Don�t worry about a thang,� Ruby soothed. She stood to search as well, unearthing a dark amber bottle after a second of looking. �Now Ah know this ain�t mine . . . �

�Oh, thank the gods . . . � The genome breathed a sigh of relief as his coplayer set the bottle into his open hand. �Where was it?�

�At tha bottom. Now, are ya gonna want anythang else tonight, or can Ah get some sleep?�

�Nah, that�s all,� Zidane shrugged. �I have to get back to Vivi.�

�Well, y�all be careful with him . . . he ain�t made like we are.�

�Yeah, but he�s not made of glass,� the blond protested. �You really think I�m going to hurt him?�

�Naw, but there is that one chance,� Ruby sighed. �Play nice.�

�Okay . . . � Zidane stood to leave, yelping in surprise as he felt a yank on his tail. Ruby had reached out and was holding the end in one dainty - though strong - fist.

�What now?� he queried, rubbing the base of his tail painfully.

�Ah mean it,� the stage artist said simply and released him. �Now y�all scoot so Ah can rest.�

~~~

�Hey . . . you awake?�

No answer.

Zidane crept closer to the hammock. �Hello . . . �

�You were gone so long,� Vivi�s small voice whispered as the doll rose into a sitting position from the hammock, his golden eyes scanning Zidane�s sadly. �I missed you, Zidane . . . �

�Well, I�m back.� The genome lifted his smaller companion into his arms and stroked his blond hair affectionately. �Don�t worry, Vivi, I�ve got nowhere else to go.�

�Y-you promise?� the tiny doll wondered from within Zidane�s embrace. �Promise you won�t go away again . . . �

�I won�t . . . I promise.� Zidane smiled down at Vivi, whose small round lips were tilted in a pout. �I mean it,� he confirmed and leaned down to kiss the pout from the blond�s lips.

�You�re wonderful, Zidane . . . �

�Well, I just don�t want to end up hurting you,� Zidane said softly. �If that happened, I don�t know how I could live with myself.�

�It takes an awful lot to hurt me,� Vivi protested.

�I know, but saying it�s not enough. I don�t know that for sure, and I especially don�t know my own strength sometimes.� The genome removed his shoes and sat down in the hammock, causing Vivi to fall forward into his lap. �Are you all right?� he inquired at the little mage�s cry of surprise.

�Yeah, but . . . � Vivi sat up slightly and perched himself on one of Zidane�s legs. �I didn�t hurt you, did I?�

�Not at all,� Zidane shrugged. �Why?�

�W-well . . . � Vivi shifted a bit, looking down at his bare toes. �I just thought that I might have hurt it.� With one shy finger he pointed to the crotch of Zidane�s jeans.

�Oh. Well, I�ve been through worse, but no, I actually didn�t notice.� However, now I notice it very well. I wonder if he does?

�But it�s so stiff,� Vivi said bashfully. �Doesn�t it hurt?�

�Does yours bother you?� Zidane asked in response.

�N . . . not really, it just aches a lot . . . �

�Oh,� Zidane nodded. �Yeah, mine does that too. It�s like when you first get up, how your body still wants to sleep . . . But,� he said, trying to change the subject, �you missed me a lot, huh?�

�Yeah.� Vivi nestled his small face into Zidane�s chest.

�Was it mean of me to leave, you think?�

�Not since you came back,� the little mage denied. �I�m okay now.�

�Then,� - the blond thief thought aloud for a moment - �where were we?� His fingers toyed with the ends of his lace tie as he seemingly attempted to remember.

�Um,� Vivi whispered, �we were cuddling . . . �

�Yeah,� Zidane agreed, �but what were we doing?� He leaned back in the hammock, propping his feet up on one end. �C�mere and help me think, Vivi.�

�Okay,� the doll nodded and sat down on top of Zidane�s belly. �A-Am I too heavy?�

�Nah,� Zidane denied. The fingers of his left hand lifted to Vivi�s chest, coming to rest in the center. �Huh.�

�What?� Vivi wondered.

�You don�t have a heartbeat.� Zidane sat up and pressed his ear to Vivi�s chest, shaking his head. �Nope. Nothing there.�

�What�s a heartbeat?�

The blond untied his vest, removing it to reveal a loose cotton tunic that bore numerous fade marks and tears. �Come and listen, Vivi,� he whispered, motioning to his chest.

Vivi sat down obediently on Zidane�s lap, relaxing the side of his head against the genome�s warm chest until he heard a soft, bass throb. �Wh . . . There�s something alive inside you!�

�No,� Zidane corrected, �it�s my heart. It beats and pushes blood around my body, and that�s the sound you�re hearing.�

�So since it�s natural to you, you�re not used to not hearing one . . . ?� Vivi inquired, fascinated utterly with the soothing rhythm. It calmed his entire body, making him want to curl up in Zidane�s arms and drift off to sleep . . .

�Easy, kid,� the blond said, noticing Vivi�s renewed drowsiness, �don�t go to sleep on me now . . . �

�Sorry, Zidane . . . � Vivi rubbed his eyes. �I don�t want to sleep yet . . . well, not if there�s something else we can do . . . �

�We can do anything you want,� Zidane whispered. �Anything.�

�You mean it?� Vivi snuggled closer to Zidane, smelling him through the open collar of his tunic. �There is something I�ve always wanted to do . . . �

�What is it?� Zidane wondered.

�Well, I do want to see what you look like,� Vivi said in a whisper. �Your clothes look awfully tight.�

�Well, they are . . . wouldn�t do to wear loose stuff when I�m fighting.�

�Oh.� Vivi shifted closer to Zidane and sighed. �So what do we do now?� he asked uncertainly.

�Well, as soon as I can figure out what we were doing, we can continue with that or do something else . . . � Zidane turned away and fidgeted with the bottle�s cork, trying to remove it. �Now what were we doing . . . � he wondered to himself as the cork came free.

�You left to get a bottle of something, I don�t know what . . . � The mage thought for a moment before adding, � . . . an� . . . an� you were kissing me here . . . � He blushed shyly and shifted his hips a bit.

�Oh, do you mean here . . . ?� Zidane lowered one slick hand between Vivi�s legs, wrapping slender fingers around the doll�s erection. �Yeah, that must be it . . . �

�Nnnnnn.� Vivi covered his mouth with one hand and chewed on the fingers.

�Well, don�t you worry,� Zidane whispered huskily. �I�ll make it all better . . . � His fingers lowered behind Vivi and teased into the cleft of his bottom, causing the little mage to shift and twist against the probing digits. �How do you like that . . . ?�

�Oh . . . Zidane,� Vivi whispered. �Zidane . . . � He felt his face - and other things - heating more than he could bear. �I . . . I . . . � He attempted to form a sentence, but none would come out; instead, he settled for whimpering softly at the pleasureable sensations pervading his soft, small body.

Zidane�s fingers coyly dove lower, his hand sliding further down the mage�s body. �Well, Vivi . . . � he purred softly, �you like that, don�t you?�

�Y . . . yes,� Vivi cried.

�Well . . . aren�t you tight back here . . . and so soft, too . . . � Zidane reveled in his companion�s whimpers as he slid the tip of his index finger gently into the smaller blond.

�Ah,� Vivi moaned, �ah, Zidane . . . �

�Easy, Vivi . . . easy . . . � Zidane caught the small white feet that were twitching against the fabric of the hammock. �It�s all right . . . �

�Zidane . . . it feels funny . . . � Vivi looked up at Zidane with a puzzled frown clouding his perfect features, his hands on the genome�s thigh as he supported himself. �Why�re you doing that . . . ?�

�But doesn�t it feel good?� Zidane inquired, his finger searching through the soft, pillowy entrance of his friend until the tip grazed over a very firm spot.

�Ahhh, Zidane,� Vivi wailed. � . . . It does . . . oooooh . . . �

�Here, Vivi . . . feel it . . . � Zidane�s middle finger joined his first, stretching the little mage gently as he lifted him into his lap and wrapped his other arm around Vivi�s back.

�Oh, Zidane . . . you�re w-widening me,� the doll observed shakily from within Zidane�s embrace.

�That�s true, but there�s nothing wrong with it . . . is there?� Zidane flicked his tail over the back of Vivi�s neck, drawing a shuddering sigh from the little blond.

�N-no, there�s not . . . � Vivi buried his face into the genome�s chest and whimpered. �B-but what�s it for . . . ?�

�For the other thing we could do . . . that is, if you want to . . . � Zidane reached to unbutton his tunic and wriggled halfway out of it, watching the doll as he twisted and turned at the caress of the thief�s gentle fingers.

�Ah . . . do you mean . . . �

�Yeah,� Zidane murmured. �Do you want to . . . ?�

�Oh . . . yes, Zidane . . . yes . . . � Vivi was panting now from the pleasure, a sheer coating of condensed Mist and perhaps a bit of sweat glimmering over his body.

�Shh,� Zidane whispered, noting the tightening of Vivi�s body around his fingers. �Shhhh . . . �

�Aaaaah . . . � Vivi moaned out. �Z . . . Zidane, what�s happening to me . . . ?�

�It�s all right . . . shhhhh . . . � Zidane gently deepened the caress, his fingers prodding and pushing into Vivi�s tight entry. �Just let it come . . . �

�Aaaaaah, Zidane . . . it hurts . . . �

�It�s all right, Vivi . . . don�t worry . . . � Zidane gently reached to fondle Vivi�s small, but so very rigid arousal. �Shh, shhhhh . . . �

�Oh,� Vivi whimpered, covering his eyes as heat seeped into his face, �I can�t . . . I . . . something�s trying to burst out of me . . . � He arched his back and whined high in his throat as Zidane�s strokes both within and without his body increased. �Aaaaaaaaa . . . aaaaaaaaaaahhhh . . . �

Zidane watched the flicker of emotions through his friend�s face, the helplessness, the arousal, the confusion . . .

And suddenly Vivi was still, his hips twitching as he cried out and buried his face into his arms. �Ziiiidaaaane--� He could feel a warm, draining sensation over his whole body . . .

�Huh?!� Zidane was thoroughly surprised to find sudden lubrication from both Vivi�s entrance and the lock of his hand around the mage. �What is this . . . ?� he wondered. �Are you shortcircuiting or something?�

�Nhmn,� Vivi whimpered, �it . . . I . . . I don�t know . . . � He swayed backwards to the hammock and shivered. �What was that . . . ?�

�Pleasure,� Zidane supplied, watching as Vivi attempted to sit up. �Don�t take it all at once, guy . . . �

�Oooh.� Vivi fell back again and sighed. �So what was the widening for again?�

�Well,� Zidane drawled slowly, �you did want to see what I looked like under my clothes, so maybe I should address that first.� After lifting his tunic over his head and throwing it to the floor, he untied the belt at his waist. �You think?�

�Yeah . . . � Vivi lifted himself up on his arms and eagerly watched Zidane. �Please? I still wanna see.�

�Well, something�s been getting really hard and bothered, so you might be a bit scared . . . � Zidane shrugged. �You sure about this?� His erection had been growing mightily, and he wasn�t quite sure Vivi had seen something that big.

�I�m sure,� Vivi pouted. �Show me.�

�Okay . . . � Steeling himself for Vivi�s reaction, Zidane unlaced the front of his pants and slid them to the floor, revealing his sizable arousal.

�Ohhh . . . �

�You all right?�

�Yeah . . . it�s so big, Zidane . . . � Vivi reached out shyly to touch the tip of Zidane�s member. �And it�s warm, too . . . �

�Yeah,� Zidane agreed and reached down to clasp Vivi�s hand where it lay. �So what do you think, Vivi . . . ?�

�Would something that big really fit inside there?� Vivi wondered.

�Yeah, I�m sure it would if we took the time to stretch you some more first . . . and maybe it would help if I lubed my fingers up more too . . . � Zidane rubbed his thumb and middle finger together, noticing the slickness had vanished.

�Gee,� Vivi said emphatically. �But it sure sounds nice . . . does it feel good?�

�I wouldn�t suggest it if it didn�t, Vivi, but it might ache at first . . . � Zidane thought for a moment about how to explain the process better to the mage. �For sure, it�ll stretch you more than my fingers will . . . �

�And how,� the doll sighed. �I want it.�

�Whoa, kid.� Zidane held up his hands. �Do you know the measurements of this thing?�

�About nine inches,� Vivi observed, �and probably almost two through the middle . . . � He caressed the long, damp length of Zidane�s erection lovingly. �It�s so sooo big . . . �

�Is it all right . . . I mean, are you scared of it?�

�No,� Vivi denied vehemently. �Not at all . . . but it gives me a tingly feeling in my insides just looking at it . . . � He sighed dreamily. �And it would be so nice to fall asleep with you . . . �

�Well, kid, I�m not sure if you know what this entails. I mean, we�re talking about something long and hard pressing into that tiny space of yours.� Zidane sighed in pleasure as Vivi leaned down to kiss the very tip of him.

�I don�t mind, Zidane,� he murmured softly. �Just as long as I can feel you inside me . . . � His tone was so very wistful, prompting Zidane to realize just how serious he was about it.

He does want this, he surmised. Oh, Vivi.

�Oh, Zidane . . . � Vivi rubbed his small face against the genome�s belly and sighed. �Can we?�

�Well . . . � Zidane watched as Vivi once again lowered his lips to his erection, his blond hair brushing over the thief�s long legs. �Vivi, ohhhh.�

�Mmmm . . . � Vivi sighed. �It tastes good.� With that he protruded his small tongue from his mouth and licked all the way up from the base of Zidane�s shaft to the very tip, the genome shivering at the erotic sensation.

�Ah, Vivi . . . �

�Is it all right?� Vivi inquired in a whisper.

�Oh, yeah . . . � Zidane ruffled the curls atop Vivi�s head lovingly. �That little mouth of yours drives me crazy.� His breath escaped in a throttled moan as Vivi promptly lowered his mouth back to the hard member in front of him and sucked ardently on it. �Aaaaah, Viviiiii . . . �

�Mmmmmmnnmn . . . � was Vivi�s only response as he sucked harder.

�Ooooh,� Zidane cried softly. �Vivi . . . Vivi, stop . . . � He felt himself threatening to burst under the lock of Vivi�s lips. �I�m gonna blow if you keep that up . . . �

�I�m sorry, Zidane . . . � Vivi whispered, retreating from the genome�s arousal. �Did I hurt you?�

�Nah, kid,� Zidane denied, �it�s just that I was ready to finish off. But you have a mouth on you.� He grinned slyly at the black mage. �So, you wanna hop on my joystick and have some real fun?�

�Do I ever!� Vivi eagerly nodded.

�Well, then . . . � - Zidane spread his arms - �Come and get it.� He watched Vivi�s face flicker through a plethora of emotions, the glow of his yellow eyes lowering to a simmering gold. �Need any help?�

�No,� Vivi said softly. �But where�s the bottle . . . ?�

�Right here,� Zidane whispered and handed it to him. �Now be careful opening it . . . that stuff is really strong.�

�It is . . . � Vivi observed as he tugged the bottle open. �Mmm,� he declared, �it smells nice . . . � Carefully pouring a bit of the liquid into his hand, he clasped his hand over Zidane�s erection and stroked the oil over it softly. � . . . So will it hurt a lot . . . ?� he wondered.

�Probably not,� Zidane said encouragingly, �but if you want me to do it for you, I will . . . �

�All right . . . � Vivi leaned back and watched Zidane sleepily.

�Now,� Zidane whispered as he leaned over Vivi, �we�ll have to be very careful this first time. But after that, you could probably groove on it any way you want.�

�Just as long as I can have it,� Vivi murmured delicately. �I don�t want to be treated like a child.�

�I wouldn�t do that to you,� Zidane assured. �Are you ready, Vivi?�

�I am,� Vivi sighed. �Please . . . � He threaded his fingers together behind Zidane�s neck and tried to pull him closer.

�All right,� Zidane whispered. �Hold on, Vivi . . . � He took the bottle from beside the mage and tilted it slightly, coating his fingertips again with the substance inside. �I wouldn�t want to hurt you.�

�Mmm,� Vivi whimpered as Zidane�s fingers slid inside him once more. �That�s so good . . . � His body - due to the fact that Zidane was exploring a part of him that was never used - could not see the fingers as an intrusion, and so accepted them without hesitation.

�Good, Vivi . . . � Zidane whispered encouragingly. �Very good . . . hold still,� he sighed and lifted his erection, gently rubbing the tip over Vivi�s entrance. �Is it bothering you yet . . . ?�

�It doesn�t hurt,� Vivi sighed. �Keep going . . . � He cried out softly as Zidane moved his hips closer, carefully pushing into him just barely, and pressed his lips to Zidane�s chest. �Ah . . . �

�Vivi?� Zidane inquired.

�Yes?�

�I�m not hurting you, am I?�

�No,� Vivi whispered. �Let me . . . � He gently pushed Zidane back and balanced himself precariously on the end of his arousal, slowly, carefully lowering himself onto it. �Ooooh . . . �

�Ah, Vivi . . . � Zidane moaned softly, reveling in the incredible tightness of the smaller blond. �Yessss . . . �

�Zidane,� Vivi whispered, �it feels so perfect . . . I want more.�

�Man, kid, you sound like a little wanton . . . � Zidane watched as Vivi gently slid up the length of him and then back down, again very slowly and carefully. �I had no idea you liked that sort of thing.�

�Neither did I,� the mage admitted, �but it makes me feel funny and warm inside . . . I love it.� He felt himself being stretched nearly to his limit and whimpered contentedly. �I don�t think I can stay like this . . . � he sighed and leaned back.

�Ooohhh . . . � Zidane groaned at the sensation of Vivi sliding nearly off of him. �Here, let me.� Leaning over Vivi once more, he gently relaxed his body onto his companion�s and slid all the way into him with a smooth, liquid thrust.

�Nnnnn . . . � Vivi bit his lip at the pain and pleasure blending inside him. �Zidane . . . � He cried out as the genome lifted his hips, drawing himself almost out, and thrust in again, this time a bit harder.

�Easy there,� Zidane whispered as Vivi clung to him. �Relax . . . �

�Nnnnmmm.� Vivi turned his head and relaxed against the hammock�s surface, his fingers twisting into the blankets behind him. �Zidane . . . � he sighed softly, �I love you . . . �

�So do I,� Zidane assured and nestled his head close to the blond hair below him, cradling Vivi in his arms. �So do I . . . �

And the sun rose slowly into the sky, illuminating the two lovers through the porthole in the room; where they would be found the next day, both sleeping better than they had in the months before.

the end

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VVL 69: Due to the fact that this is a WAFF, I decided to leave it at that.
Zidane: Yeah . . . this is relaxing.
Vivi: Ooh . . . nice end.
VVL 69: That�s all! ^^
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