'I don't see why I had to go with them...' Lightning thought to herself, striding awkwardly next to her sister and Snow, the giant man gripping Serah's delicate porcelain hand so firmly, so... uncaringly. It made the soldier scowl; her little, fragile sister was meant to be handled with love and compassion, to be held gently. Snow didn't possess the elegance needed to care for such a little princess- Lightning glared at her feet while walking now, frustrated.

She was not pleased with this arrangement.

"Chin up, sis!" The man grinned wide, using his free hand to clap Lightning on the back, earning a grunt. "You'll be seein' Lebreau today, at least be happy for once about that! I know you two have been... uh... let's say, getting familiar." He cocked a thick blonde eyebrow, his grin turning sly, merely to be glared at.

Serah watched the two, noting the tiny flicker of jealousy in her sister's stare. Sighing, looked up to the sky. It was going to be an awkward day...

-x-

Mumbling lowly to herself whilst sitting at the inside of NORA headquarters, Lightning looked up as Lebreau placed a glass of chilled lemon tea before her, nodding to the buxom woman. "Thanks."

"Mhmm." The dark-haired female smiled, getting herself a glass as well. "So... how goes it?" She asked, leaning against the counter.

"Fuuuh... Good, I suppose." The warrior replied, undoing a couple of buttons on her white button-down top, slightly revealing the black, sporty bra beneath. "This morning was perfect... you know what happens next." She grumbled, gesturing over to Serah and Snow with her full hand before taking a drink.

"Ah, I see." Lebreau let out a lamented sigh as well, sipping from the straw in her glass. "I guess you and I are going to have to act again today?" She spoke lower, Lightning nodding.

"Sorry about, you know... err... using you." The pink-haired woman spoke lowly, biting her lip awkwardly. "It isn't fair for you, and-"

"Think nothing of it." Lebreau merely smiled. "As long as you and Serah are happy, I'm happy."

Lightning cracked a small smile. "Thank you, Lebreau."

The slightly shorter woman shook her head, grinning. Her expression of happiness faded somewhat as she looked up however, making Lightning also turn in her seat.

...Oh.

Snow was outrightly shoving his tongue into Serah's small mouth, the petite young woman's hands fisting the shoulders of his white trench-coat, her brows screwed up in discomfort. His tongue was so... rough, it tasted bitter and raw, a faint tinge of his breakfast still left on it. Not that she had anything against the guy... but would a tictac really hurt?

Lightning's content gaze became steely, a platinum-pink brow arching. She rose from her seat, striding over to the two, clearing her throat. Snow grunted, pulling away, looking at her in surprise.

"You call that kissing?" The soldier asked, folding her toned arms across her chest. "I bet I could kiss her and she'd enjoy it more." The elder Farron smirked, flicking her gaze to Serah for a moment, the younger girl blushing.

Wasn't that the truth...

"Y-yeah, well, I can make her enjoy a lot of things you could never." Snow fired back, Serah's complexion paling further, if that was possible. Lightning's eyes darkened, shouldering past Snow and gripping her sister's arm.

"We're going." She droned out, Snow's expression falling.

"C'mon, sis! Don't be like that. If you're going to throw a punch, expect one back."

Lightning ignored the man, practically dragging Serah from NORA's headquarters.

The sunny day had turned into a freak storm, water pouring buckets down onto the two sisters, humidity and water making their clothes stick to their skin. Lightning kept her sibling close to her as they jogged the several blocks back home, their skin chilled as they barged into their house.

Panting, Lightning locked the door once they were both inside the building, running a hand through her hair, the platinum-pink locks plastered to her face.

"I don't think I'll ever be used to the weather on Pulse." Serah laughed softly as she rejoined Lightning in the den, having gone to retrieve towels for them both. The elder murmured in thanks, drying her hair.

Once their hair was dried, Lightning noticed the small shivers wracking up her sister's spine, the petite girl quivering. "...Let's go upstairs?" She asked lowly, her towel draped over a strong shoulder, wrapping her arm around Serah's waist. "My bed this time?"

"M-mm." Serah nodded, her slim arms wrapped around herself, the towel still on top of her head.

The two sisters padded up the stairs, the occasional droplet of water pattering onto the floor with a silent 'drip'. Opening the door to her bedroom, Lighting pulled Serah in, closing the door lazily before shucking her soaked dress-shirt off. Her damp skin looked so soft to the touch, but Serah knew that there was steel-like muscle beneath the surface. Watching her sister undress, she flushed bashfully, the soldier smiling softly at her.

"No need to be nervous." Lightning spoke over lowly, dropping her shirt to the ground. "It's not like you've never seen me naked before, silly girl." She said, her voice gaining more of a husk as she neared Serah, her rugged hands gripping her younger sister's shirt, slowly opening it.

"It still feels like this is the first time." Serah whispered low, the battering of rain upon the roof echoing outside, the elder sister dropping to her knees, hooking her long fingers into the rim of Serah's pink skirt.

"That's how it feels for me, too." Lightning murmured, sliding the skirt down, pressing her lips to the damp flesh of Serah's navel, her left set of fingers sliding to the curve of her sibling's hip, the right gripping a soft, slender thigh.

Her sister's kisses were so soft, so caring and almost cautious- it was as if Lightning was afraid of shattering her. Serah released a small puff of breath, one hand on her sister's shoulder, the other curled to her chest, eyes closed. "B-but you're always so... so calm..."

Lightning chuckled, gazing up at Serah, her chin resting on the small woman's stomach. "Whenever we dip into these acts of intimacy, it feels as if my heart will leap from my chest." She confessed, sliding her palms down Serah's legs, pale-cobalt orbs soft and loving. The younger girl's chest tingled as Lightning stood once more, pressing a hand to the back of Serah's soft hair and bringing her forward for a liplock, leaning down to her height, eyes closing when Serah's arms weaved around her neck, holding herself up to the soldier.

Leading Serah backwards, Lightning toppled onto the bed, quickly changing their positions, ending up on top of her younger sibling, one leg between hers.

"You're still not naked enough." Serah mumbled, grinning blushingly, gripping the edge of Lightning's dark-blue jeans, tugging the fabric down, the elder left in skin-tight shorts and her bra, smirking down to Serah, who was in the same state of dress, though her shirt was still upon her slender shoulders.

"Then, let's fix that problem, yes?" The elder rasped, lowering herself down onto Serah, her abdomen pressing to the apex of her sister's thighs, one of the younger woman's legs draping over the small of her back. Hooking her thumb into the middle of Serah's bra, she pushed up, engaging another soft, passion-swelling kiss, the fragile girl's arms coiling 'round her shoulders.

Pulling back, Lighting licked her lips quickly, eyes opening slowly as Serah's did the same, eye-contact making both of them pause for a moment. The taller female pecked her sister's full lips once again, before heading south, her mouth brushing over every bit of skin, teeth nipping momentarily, a short exhale of excited breath meeting with her ear.

She travelled lower, and lower, before she was kissing between Serah's breasts, gripping the orbs of flesh tenderly, kneading, relishing the moans that escaped from her sister's throat. Her hands squeezed and caressed, drifting to map out the delicate body below her. Lightning leaned up, pressing her mouth to the crook of Serah's neck and shoulder, a rattling breath seeping from her sister's mouth, ruffling her platinum-pink locks, teeth meeting with porcelain.

These sessions were always so time-consuming, passionate- all around loving. Lightning had only experienced such intimacy with Serah, really... everything else had been a highschool or college fling.

But enough of the reminiscing.

Sliding a palm down Serah's stomach and past the fabric of the girl's underwear, she murmured lowly into the girl's ear as Serah gasped, hips twitching up into Lightning's hand, nails gripping into the elder's back. A moan slithered out, Serah exhaling, adjusting to the sudden intrusion within her centre.

"You're beautiful." Lightning whispered, pressing her lips to Serah's cheek, her northern hand coiling its way behind Serah's back, the girl slurring out her sister's name.

"C-Claire..."

"Mhmm..." A slow rhythm met Serah, tense exhales of breath turning to slow moans, kisses becoming wilder as the minutes wore onward.

The pattering of rain became heavier, two storms swelling. Serah called out to her sister, gripping her down close. Lightning grunted lowly, whispering to Serah before pulling away and down, the girl's panties leaving her hips to be tossed away.

Gripping the paler female's thighs, the soldier locked eyes with her for a moment, before her searing tongue slicked a path up Serah's sex, the girl shuddering, gasping, gripping the sheets tight. She cracked a single eye open, watching Lightning's head dip slightly, before her eyes closed tight in sexual tension.

Serah's nails clawed the blankets as Lightning brought her higher, her tongue dipping and flicking over all of the right places, earning moans, screams, and so much more from Serah. This ecstasy was overwhelming; Lightning released a low groan of her own, the young woman's flavour coating her tongue and lips.

Serah couldn't take anymore. With a final cry of her sister's name, she arched, her toes curling as the fire within her stomach flared, burning out once her nerves calmed, adrenaline draining away. She panted, the elder crawling up her body, a content, loving smile crossing her lips, pulling the blankets up and over their bodies, pulling her little sister close.

"So beautiful." Lightning murmured, kissing Serah's temple, the small girl tucking close, exhausted and happy, the rain falling quietly.

"I love you, Claire." Serah spoke out lowly, an arm draped over Lightning's side, her other hand grasping the elder's own.

"Love you too, little Princess." The older sister hushed, pressing their foreheads together, eyes closing in unison.

It had been yet another amazing night for the two, one that neither would give up for the world, no matter the consequence.

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Thank you, guys, for reading and reviewing MR. I'll be adding addons to this story randomly, whenever my Farroncest craving gets out of hand. Thanks once again.