In Time - 200 words
Jun. 25th, 2009 06:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arghmusesTitle: In Time
Characters: Squall/Rinoa
Rating: R for smut!
Word Count: 200
Author's Notes: the muses have failed me on plot. here! have some smut! the short 100 word version is at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ffviii_100 or Here.
He was getting rough; biting her breasts and inner thighs.
Legs were slung over his shoulders and he had her spread wide. She felt like a slut, a far cry from the spoiled princess she normally was treated like. Oddly, she couldn't cry out against the treatment, part of her enjoyed it - craved it and wanted to beg, yes, beg for more. Part of her was scared at Squall's manhandling.
He rode her into the mattress, her moans - his name. Rinoa orgasmed and Squall pulled out to come over her breasts.
"Squall! I...never..."
"You'll come to enjoy it. Lots."
"How can you be so sure?"
"You've told me."
Her eyes narrowed and her lips pinched together in disbelief. "Impossible."
"Both of us know deep down what the future holds my dear Sorceress."
"What do you mean by that?" She watched him use a towel to clean his flaccid cock and tried to think about his words.
"Seriously? You have Ultimecia's powers. Do you really think you'll be able to control the corruption that's flowing through that tainted magic?" The white t-shirt slid down his chest and the black leathers were pulled on.
Squall's Sorceress sat, stunned at the possibility.
Characters: Squall/Rinoa
Rating: R for smut!
Word Count: 200
Author's Notes: the muses have failed me on plot. here! have some smut! the short 100 word version is at
ffviii_100 or Here.He was getting rough; biting her breasts and inner thighs.
Legs were slung over his shoulders and he had her spread wide. She felt like a slut, a far cry from the spoiled princess she normally was treated like. Oddly, she couldn't cry out against the treatment, part of her enjoyed it - craved it and wanted to beg, yes, beg for more. Part of her was scared at Squall's manhandling.
He rode her into the mattress, her moans - his name. Rinoa orgasmed and Squall pulled out to come over her breasts.
"Squall! I...never..."
"You'll come to enjoy it. Lots."
"How can you be so sure?"
"You've told me."
Her eyes narrowed and her lips pinched together in disbelief. "Impossible."
"Both of us know deep down what the future holds my dear Sorceress."
"What do you mean by that?" She watched him use a towel to clean his flaccid cock and tried to think about his words.
"Seriously? You have Ultimecia's powers. Do you really think you'll be able to control the corruption that's flowing through that tainted magic?" The white t-shirt slid down his chest and the black leathers were pulled on.
Squall's Sorceress sat, stunned at the possibility.
