Bonding At The Campfire WIP (FF13) (Patreon)

Lightning sighed as she crawled out from the small shelter the gag had made for the night to keep them out of the rain, a bit bored and unable to sleep. Though, she hadn’t expected to find Fang of all people to be sitting by the campfire and staring off into the starry night. “What are you doing out here, Fang? Can’t sleep?” The pink-haired girl’s tone was soft, gentle, and sleep deprived as she sat beside the dark-haired girl, eyes looking up in the black sky to see what the other L’Cie was looking for.

“Yeah. This is a bit open of me to say, but I miss the touch of another person.” Fang’s usually rugged voice was gentle as she brought her head down to look at the campfire she was sitting at. “Where Vanille and I met, the practice of safe sex and sex in the open was something that was sometimes encouraged and never frowned upon. So, I’d never have to worry about feeling lonely because there was always someone who would come to my side at night.” A soft chuckle left the woman’s lips as she brought a hand to her heart, closing her eyes and failing to notice Lightning making her way behind her. “You guys and Vanille are the closest people I have to a family or lovers, and being in an area like this…. Beautiful nature surrounding us and the night sky shining down just enough to let us see in the dark. It’s bringing back memories that make me wish I could keep to myself.”

“Well, Fang. You and Vanille have done a lot for us. Taught us the correct path to walk on, helped all of us grow stronger, and are even staying with us instead of just abandoning us to go back home.” The cherry pink-haired woman closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around the olive-skinned woman’s neck, letting one of her hands rest against one of the other woman’s. “So, why don’t we keep a secret and I help you relive one of those memories?” Of course, she had expected to hear a gasp from Fang, but when she heard a soft laugh, Lightning was caught a bit off guard. “What? Don’t want to?”

“No. I do.” Fang wrapped her fingers around Lightning’s hand and slipped it into her outfit to get a gentle hold on her bare breast. “I just never would’ve expected the stoic and pissed off Lightning Farron to want to be of help to anyone other than her own sister.” The dark-haired L’Cie turned her head back to see the pink-haired woman softly blush in response to her teasing. “If it was a stranger, they’d usually start off by playing with my tits, squeezing and massaging them. Though, most would go for a kiss if they were brave enough…” Her voice was soft as she leaned in close enough to brush her lips against Lightning’s, a soft and happy sound coming from her when their lips connected and locked in a soft and loving kiss. “But they never stop with just one…” She spoke against the aqua-eyed girl’s lips, groaning quietly as the other’s hand squeeze her breast.