Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Desert Mirage ❯ A Guardian’s Place ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Izzygirl0728 
Wakka and Yuna are reunited
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 06.27.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 779 | Status: Work In Progress
Wakka and Yuna are reunited
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 06.27.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 779 | Status: Work In Progress
Warnings: This story contains graphic depictions of a sexual nature. If you don't want to read that sort of thing then turn back now. Ye be warned!
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy X and all of it characters are owned Square Enix, and are copyrighted. I am just borrowing them for a little harmless fun, well...
Chapter 2: A Guardian’s Place
Wakka awoke several hours later his body aching and covered in sweat. Through the gap in the tent flaps he could see a blood drenched sun setting slowly over the dunes. He reached over to the canteen and wetted his parched throat with the precious liquid. It felt fabulous even though the water was very warm.
His headache was mostly gone leaving nothing but a faint twinge behind his eyes in it’s wake. He felt the absence of his companions, especially Yuna, as a weight upon his chest and he resolved that he would use the fleeting remainders of daylight to try and locate them.
He stood up too rapidly and a brief blanket of gray fell over his eyes causing him to sway drunkenly. Regaining his equilibrium he slipped out of the tent and took a moment re-orienting himself with his surroundings.
The tent was optimally situated in a small valley surrounded by three rather large dunes. In the still evening air he made his way between two of the dunes calling out for his summoner and her other guardians. His senses were over alert and raw causing him to start with hope at every sound he heard, hoping against hope that he would find a familiar face in all this Yevon forsaken sand.
“ Ahh.” a light sound floated to his ears from behind him and he spun around catching a glint of deep blue against the golden sand. He would know that color anywhere, his breath caught in his throat as he saw Yuna. Her bright eyes locked with his own and she half smiled before promptly fainting into the soft sand.
Wakka was beside her in a heartbeat, dropping beside her in the sand. He looked her over quickly checking for injuries before reaching out and gently touching her neck. Her skin was like fire and Wakka sucked in his breath sharply, he knew she was in trouble. Her eyes fluttered lightly as he gathered her into his arms and started hurrying back toward his shelter.
“ Wakka, it’s so hot.” Yuna whispered weakly, her tongue darting out in a vain attempt to wet her chapped lips.
“ I know, I know, I promise your going to be okay.” He mutter soothingly looking at her pale face and her glazed unfocused eyes. He prayed Yevon would let his words be true as the tent came into sight. He rushed inside and gently placed Yuna on the padded sleeping mat. He reached next to him and grabbed the canteen bringing it to Yuna mouth and urging her to drink.
He was panting and shaking, every muscle in his body strung taught as he watched a small amount of water slide down her throat. She coughed violently but nothing came up. Wakka touched her skin again his jaw tightening with the heat he felt under his hand. He knew he had to get her cooler, he also knew she wasn’t going to like what he was about to do.
“ Yuna, I have to get you cooler, we need to get your skin wet.” He said soothing her like he would a hurt animal. She looked at him blankly, clearly he was going to have to be more direct
.
“ We have to get you out of these clothes.” He stated bluntly watching her eyes widen in shock. “ Yuna we have to cool you down or your gonna feel a lot worse. I know your embarrassed, but right now, well frankly that doesn’t matter.”
Yuna stared at him for a moment before nodding meekly and wincing as she swallowed dryly. Wakka gave her another small sip from the canteen before setting it down. He felt his chest tighten as he saw her squeeze her eyes tightly closed, unwilling to look at him.
He sighed and softly placed his hands on her waist urging her to turn on her side so he could reach the tie of the embroidered obi she wore around her waist. He pulled the fabric from underneath her. Without the tension of the obi her white shirt had fallen open reveling the soft curve of her pale stomach and small round breasts held inside her delicate black bra.
Wakka blushed uncontrollably as he reached for the ties on her sleeves, keeping his eyes forcibly fixed on the purple thread as he undid it. He slid the fabric swiftly down her arm and turned swiftly to the other knowing time was of the essence.
He glanced at her face again noting that she was peeking shyly at him from under her heavy lids and he flashed her a smile trying to comfort her as she quickly snapped her eyes shut. She tensed when his hands settled on the waistband of her skirt.
“ Yuna I need you to lift your hips.” A deeper flush bled onto her already pink face and she stayed silent. “ Please Yuna!” Wakka’s voice broke “ If we don’t cool you down your going to get really sick and I can’t lose you Yuna.” He begged. Yuna opened her eyes hearing the
desperation in his voice.
His shoulder were tense and he was staring down into her eyes, soft brown meeting light blue and mossy green. She tensed her stomach muscles forcing her hips up off the ground, shaking with the effort. Wakka placed one of his hands solidly on her lower back to help support her as his other pulled roughly on the fabric at her waist.
Her eyes stayed locked with Wakka’s as she felt the material sliding down her thighs. With the skirt gone Wakka swiftly unlaced her black boots and discarded them frantically.
He took a moment to slow his breathing as he saw Yuna laying on the rough canvas mat all flushed pale skin barely hidden by a black bra and a girlish pair of matching black panties. He grabbed the canteen and splashed a small amount of water into his palm and started wetting her chest.
Butterfly caresses smoothed the cool water over her burning skin. Yuna moaned and wriggled under the tender ministrations of her guardian. When Wakka’s hands got too dry he rewet them trying to be judicious with their water, it was all they had. Yuna gasped and sucked in her breath slightly as his strong hands whispered over the thin skin on her stomach causing drops of water to slid down her sides.
“ You ok?” Wakka asked softly his hands never ceasing their work.
“ Yes Wakka.” Yuna replied brokenly her throat still slightly raw.
“ That’s good. Once this dries you’ll feel a lot better ya.” He replied wetting his hands again. Yuna averted her eyes and blushed as she felt his hands settle on her thighs.
“ I’ll be gentle.” He mumbled seeing her shame. He found himself slightly entranced by the soft white skin beneath his hands, he was amazed at how beautiful Yuna was, how soft her skin was beneath his strong hands, he mentally shook himself. That was no way to think about Yuna, he was her guardian, he scolded himself. He was just surprised he rationalized to himself, it seemed like overnight Yuna had gone from being all knees and elbows to having the lithe body of a full grown woman.
He quickly finished suddenly slightly uncomfortable with where his thoughts were going. Wakka took a steadying breath and recapped the canteen setting it aside for later. Yuna made a slight move toward her shirt but he stilled her hands.
“ You have to let the night air dry you, that is what will cool you down.” He chided and sat back.
Now that things were a little less dire Wakka was unfortunately brutally aware of Yuna’s state of undress. He purposefully looked around the tent so that he didn’t make her embarrassed
She shivered slightly as a night breeze filtered through the tent. Catching the movement out of the corned of his vision Wakka glanced back to where Yuna lay. As she shook the starlight peeking through the opening of the tent caught the water droplets on her body causing them to shine like diamonds. Wakka was completely enthralled by the scintillating lights on Yuna’s bare skin, he stared at her his mouth slightly open. Surely this ethereal creature before him couldn‘t be the gangly girl who used to chase him around the village begging he teach her how to play blitz ball. When had she become more than a little girl. Yuna must have noticed him staring. Because she made a little noise in her throat breaking the spell Wakka was under.
His eyes darted quickly to her face and he cringed inwardly at the questioning stare she gave him. Mentally berating himself for his awkward behavior, Wakka searched around for something to occupy himself and spying a lantern he got up to see if the previous occupant had been nice enough to leave him something to light it with.
As he busied himself Yuna took her first real good look at her surroundings. The tent had obviously belonged to an Al-Bhed, pieces of machina lay piled up in corners along with a various assortment of other knick knacks. The sheer amount of stuff lead her to believe that it had probably belonged to a trader or merchant of sorts. It was eclectic and perfunctory and she was silently thankful that Wakka had the luck to find this place. A brief tremor of doubt crossed her mind “ Why had the previous owner left this place, and had he done so of his own accord.” She pushed the fear down telling herself that she was safe now, Wakka was here and he would protect her.
After waking alone and face down in a pile of sand Yuna had panicked. She had no idea where she was and after realizing that not one of her guardians was close by she had begun aimlessly wandering the desert calling out for her companions. She had been overeager and had rushed at any sign of people quickly wearing herself out, but out of fear and plain old stubbornness she had refused to give up, doggedly she had pushed herself to the very edge of exhaustion. She had even thought she was hallucinating when she saw Wakka as she crested the large sand dune. She had been fairly delirious and on the brink dehydration for hours. When it became obvious that he was real the joy she felt had been completely overwhelming.
Thinking about Wakka made her search for him with her eyes. Her gaze settling on his broad back she studied him she stifled another moan as more cold air filtered over her skin chilling the water on her body and sending a delicious stab of cold to her molten core. He was tense, she could see the bunching of his muscles under his taught skin. She felt a sharp spear of guilt for causing him to worry so much.
“ I’m sorry Wakka.” Yuna muttered feeling her eyes prick with tears but forcing them down. Wakka turned and studied her face with concern before slowly moving back to her side.
“ What do you have to be sorry for Yuna, if anything I should be apologizing to you ya, I should have kept you safe.” Wakka’s voice was hoarse with emotion and he reached for Yuna’s small hand clasping it gently in his larger one.
“ Wakka don’t do this to yourself.” Yuna begged softly “ You did your very best to protect me, you always do. I..I..I feel…safest with you.” Yuna finished stumbling slightly over the admission. Wakka eyes widened slightly and he flushed a little.
“ Yuna I’m your guardian, my place is always between you and danger.” Wakka replied the blush still coloring his face. He looked down at Yuna and noticed that most of the water had evaporated from her skin. He reached out and gently touched her collar bone. He was relieved to find her skin quite a bit cooler. “ You should get some rest, it’s been a long day.” Wakka stated reaching across Yuna to draw a thick slightly worn blanket across her slim body.
“ Thank you Wakka.” Yuna said turning over to lay on her belly and settling into her blanket. A sudden shot of nervousness ran through her “ Where ..ah.. Where are you going to sleep.” Yuna asked shyly.
“ Over here right outside the opening so I can keep watch over you.” Wakka said sliding himself over and bunching up his vest as a make shift pillow.
“Your going to sleep outside?” She asked panic blooming slightly in her voice
“ Well ya.” he replied his eyes narrowing at the change in her demeanor. “ Where else would I sleep.” He asked slightly afraid of what she was going to say.
“ Well.” Yuna said softly her breath catching with the memory of waking up alone in the sand. Cold fear gripped her insides as she thought of waking up alone again “You can‘t sleep outside.” She begged the words coming out in a rush as her throat tightened making it hard to breathe
“Yuna!” Wakka exclaimed his whole body tightening as he moved to kneel in front of her “What is it?” He questioned his voice tender
“ I don’t want…to feel that way again….I was so sacred that I would never see anyone again. Please Wakka ….please.” Yuna cried her voice small as she sat up and scooted closer to the comforting heat of Wakka’s body.
“ Hey, Hey calm down little one.” Wakka soothed taking the distressed summoner in his arms feeling her cool skin press against him. “ I’ll be right here I promise. Just outside, I’m not going to leave you alone. I’m going to protect you.”
“ No Wakka.” She shrieked, unable to make him understand
“ What do you want from me Yuna?” Wakka bristled looking down into her unnaturally wide eyes. He softened slightly seeing how sacred she really was. He pulled her tighter into himself gently stroking her hair. “ Please talk to me.”
“ I want you to sleep with me.” Yuna blurted out burying her face in his shoulder. Feeling the man holding her stiffen she rushed forward “ Please if you sleep next to me I can touch you, and I’ll know that everything is ok, I’ll know that I’m not alone…if I can touch you.” she repeated making a small noise of protest as Wakka moved to set her away from him
“ I just want you to look at me Yuna.” Wakka explained feeling her clutch him. She loosened her hold and stared up into his face. “ If that’s what you want.” He said and she nodded in reply. She scooted back and made a place for him on the mat.
He stood up and grabbed the lantern setting it near the opening of the tent hoping maybe one of the others might see the light and come investigate. He lowered his body down next to Yuna and stiffened slightly as she pressed herself into his side, fitting herself perfectly into the curve of his body. She laid one arm across his stomach and sighed in contentment.
She hadn’t been kidding about touching him Wakka thought as he forced himself to relax. He hadn’t been this close to a woman in a long time and Wakka was surprised at how much he enjoyed to fell of Yuna against him. He laughed slightly under his breath at how quickly she had fallen asleep. He reached his arm around her allowing himself to hold her close and began to drift to sleep.
Authors note~ Sorry nothing really erotic yet but I am all about building anticipation. Chapter 3 will be posted soon. Thank you for reading
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy X and all of it characters are owned Square Enix, and are copyrighted. I am just borrowing them for a little harmless fun, well...
Chapter 2: A Guardian’s Place
Wakka awoke several hours later his body aching and covered in sweat. Through the gap in the tent flaps he could see a blood drenched sun setting slowly over the dunes. He reached over to the canteen and wetted his parched throat with the precious liquid. It felt fabulous even though the water was very warm.
His headache was mostly gone leaving nothing but a faint twinge behind his eyes in it’s wake. He felt the absence of his companions, especially Yuna, as a weight upon his chest and he resolved that he would use the fleeting remainders of daylight to try and locate them.
He stood up too rapidly and a brief blanket of gray fell over his eyes causing him to sway drunkenly. Regaining his equilibrium he slipped out of the tent and took a moment re-orienting himself with his surroundings.
The tent was optimally situated in a small valley surrounded by three rather large dunes. In the still evening air he made his way between two of the dunes calling out for his summoner and her other guardians. His senses were over alert and raw causing him to start with hope at every sound he heard, hoping against hope that he would find a familiar face in all this Yevon forsaken sand.
“ Ahh.” a light sound floated to his ears from behind him and he spun around catching a glint of deep blue against the golden sand. He would know that color anywhere, his breath caught in his throat as he saw Yuna. Her bright eyes locked with his own and she half smiled before promptly fainting into the soft sand.
Wakka was beside her in a heartbeat, dropping beside her in the sand. He looked her over quickly checking for injuries before reaching out and gently touching her neck. Her skin was like fire and Wakka sucked in his breath sharply, he knew she was in trouble. Her eyes fluttered lightly as he gathered her into his arms and started hurrying back toward his shelter.
“ Wakka, it’s so hot.” Yuna whispered weakly, her tongue darting out in a vain attempt to wet her chapped lips.
“ I know, I know, I promise your going to be okay.” He mutter soothingly looking at her pale face and her glazed unfocused eyes. He prayed Yevon would let his words be true as the tent came into sight. He rushed inside and gently placed Yuna on the padded sleeping mat. He reached next to him and grabbed the canteen bringing it to Yuna mouth and urging her to drink.
He was panting and shaking, every muscle in his body strung taught as he watched a small amount of water slide down her throat. She coughed violently but nothing came up. Wakka touched her skin again his jaw tightening with the heat he felt under his hand. He knew he had to get her cooler, he also knew she wasn’t going to like what he was about to do.
“ Yuna, I have to get you cooler, we need to get your skin wet.” He said soothing her like he would a hurt animal. She looked at him blankly, clearly he was going to have to be more direct
.
“ We have to get you out of these clothes.” He stated bluntly watching her eyes widen in shock. “ Yuna we have to cool you down or your gonna feel a lot worse. I know your embarrassed, but right now, well frankly that doesn’t matter.”
Yuna stared at him for a moment before nodding meekly and wincing as she swallowed dryly. Wakka gave her another small sip from the canteen before setting it down. He felt his chest tighten as he saw her squeeze her eyes tightly closed, unwilling to look at him.
He sighed and softly placed his hands on her waist urging her to turn on her side so he could reach the tie of the embroidered obi she wore around her waist. He pulled the fabric from underneath her. Without the tension of the obi her white shirt had fallen open reveling the soft curve of her pale stomach and small round breasts held inside her delicate black bra.
Wakka blushed uncontrollably as he reached for the ties on her sleeves, keeping his eyes forcibly fixed on the purple thread as he undid it. He slid the fabric swiftly down her arm and turned swiftly to the other knowing time was of the essence.
He glanced at her face again noting that she was peeking shyly at him from under her heavy lids and he flashed her a smile trying to comfort her as she quickly snapped her eyes shut. She tensed when his hands settled on the waistband of her skirt.
“ Yuna I need you to lift your hips.” A deeper flush bled onto her already pink face and she stayed silent. “ Please Yuna!” Wakka’s voice broke “ If we don’t cool you down your going to get really sick and I can’t lose you Yuna.” He begged. Yuna opened her eyes hearing the
desperation in his voice.
His shoulder were tense and he was staring down into her eyes, soft brown meeting light blue and mossy green. She tensed her stomach muscles forcing her hips up off the ground, shaking with the effort. Wakka placed one of his hands solidly on her lower back to help support her as his other pulled roughly on the fabric at her waist.
Her eyes stayed locked with Wakka’s as she felt the material sliding down her thighs. With the skirt gone Wakka swiftly unlaced her black boots and discarded them frantically.
He took a moment to slow his breathing as he saw Yuna laying on the rough canvas mat all flushed pale skin barely hidden by a black bra and a girlish pair of matching black panties. He grabbed the canteen and splashed a small amount of water into his palm and started wetting her chest.
Butterfly caresses smoothed the cool water over her burning skin. Yuna moaned and wriggled under the tender ministrations of her guardian. When Wakka’s hands got too dry he rewet them trying to be judicious with their water, it was all they had. Yuna gasped and sucked in her breath slightly as his strong hands whispered over the thin skin on her stomach causing drops of water to slid down her sides.
“ You ok?” Wakka asked softly his hands never ceasing their work.
“ Yes Wakka.” Yuna replied brokenly her throat still slightly raw.
“ That’s good. Once this dries you’ll feel a lot better ya.” He replied wetting his hands again. Yuna averted her eyes and blushed as she felt his hands settle on her thighs.
“ I’ll be gentle.” He mumbled seeing her shame. He found himself slightly entranced by the soft white skin beneath his hands, he was amazed at how beautiful Yuna was, how soft her skin was beneath his strong hands, he mentally shook himself. That was no way to think about Yuna, he was her guardian, he scolded himself. He was just surprised he rationalized to himself, it seemed like overnight Yuna had gone from being all knees and elbows to having the lithe body of a full grown woman.
He quickly finished suddenly slightly uncomfortable with where his thoughts were going. Wakka took a steadying breath and recapped the canteen setting it aside for later. Yuna made a slight move toward her shirt but he stilled her hands.
“ You have to let the night air dry you, that is what will cool you down.” He chided and sat back.
Now that things were a little less dire Wakka was unfortunately brutally aware of Yuna’s state of undress. He purposefully looked around the tent so that he didn’t make her embarrassed
She shivered slightly as a night breeze filtered through the tent. Catching the movement out of the corned of his vision Wakka glanced back to where Yuna lay. As she shook the starlight peeking through the opening of the tent caught the water droplets on her body causing them to shine like diamonds. Wakka was completely enthralled by the scintillating lights on Yuna’s bare skin, he stared at her his mouth slightly open. Surely this ethereal creature before him couldn‘t be the gangly girl who used to chase him around the village begging he teach her how to play blitz ball. When had she become more than a little girl. Yuna must have noticed him staring. Because she made a little noise in her throat breaking the spell Wakka was under.
His eyes darted quickly to her face and he cringed inwardly at the questioning stare she gave him. Mentally berating himself for his awkward behavior, Wakka searched around for something to occupy himself and spying a lantern he got up to see if the previous occupant had been nice enough to leave him something to light it with.
As he busied himself Yuna took her first real good look at her surroundings. The tent had obviously belonged to an Al-Bhed, pieces of machina lay piled up in corners along with a various assortment of other knick knacks. The sheer amount of stuff lead her to believe that it had probably belonged to a trader or merchant of sorts. It was eclectic and perfunctory and she was silently thankful that Wakka had the luck to find this place. A brief tremor of doubt crossed her mind “ Why had the previous owner left this place, and had he done so of his own accord.” She pushed the fear down telling herself that she was safe now, Wakka was here and he would protect her.
After waking alone and face down in a pile of sand Yuna had panicked. She had no idea where she was and after realizing that not one of her guardians was close by she had begun aimlessly wandering the desert calling out for her companions. She had been overeager and had rushed at any sign of people quickly wearing herself out, but out of fear and plain old stubbornness she had refused to give up, doggedly she had pushed herself to the very edge of exhaustion. She had even thought she was hallucinating when she saw Wakka as she crested the large sand dune. She had been fairly delirious and on the brink dehydration for hours. When it became obvious that he was real the joy she felt had been completely overwhelming.
Thinking about Wakka made her search for him with her eyes. Her gaze settling on his broad back she studied him she stifled another moan as more cold air filtered over her skin chilling the water on her body and sending a delicious stab of cold to her molten core. He was tense, she could see the bunching of his muscles under his taught skin. She felt a sharp spear of guilt for causing him to worry so much.
“ I’m sorry Wakka.” Yuna muttered feeling her eyes prick with tears but forcing them down. Wakka turned and studied her face with concern before slowly moving back to her side.
“ What do you have to be sorry for Yuna, if anything I should be apologizing to you ya, I should have kept you safe.” Wakka’s voice was hoarse with emotion and he reached for Yuna’s small hand clasping it gently in his larger one.
“ Wakka don’t do this to yourself.” Yuna begged softly “ You did your very best to protect me, you always do. I..I..I feel…safest with you.” Yuna finished stumbling slightly over the admission. Wakka eyes widened slightly and he flushed a little.
“ Yuna I’m your guardian, my place is always between you and danger.” Wakka replied the blush still coloring his face. He looked down at Yuna and noticed that most of the water had evaporated from her skin. He reached out and gently touched her collar bone. He was relieved to find her skin quite a bit cooler. “ You should get some rest, it’s been a long day.” Wakka stated reaching across Yuna to draw a thick slightly worn blanket across her slim body.
“ Thank you Wakka.” Yuna said turning over to lay on her belly and settling into her blanket. A sudden shot of nervousness ran through her “ Where ..ah.. Where are you going to sleep.” Yuna asked shyly.
“ Over here right outside the opening so I can keep watch over you.” Wakka said sliding himself over and bunching up his vest as a make shift pillow.
“Your going to sleep outside?” She asked panic blooming slightly in her voice
“ Well ya.” he replied his eyes narrowing at the change in her demeanor. “ Where else would I sleep.” He asked slightly afraid of what she was going to say.
“ Well.” Yuna said softly her breath catching with the memory of waking up alone in the sand. Cold fear gripped her insides as she thought of waking up alone again “You can‘t sleep outside.” She begged the words coming out in a rush as her throat tightened making it hard to breathe
“Yuna!” Wakka exclaimed his whole body tightening as he moved to kneel in front of her “What is it?” He questioned his voice tender
“ I don’t want…to feel that way again….I was so sacred that I would never see anyone again. Please Wakka ….please.” Yuna cried her voice small as she sat up and scooted closer to the comforting heat of Wakka’s body.
“ Hey, Hey calm down little one.” Wakka soothed taking the distressed summoner in his arms feeling her cool skin press against him. “ I’ll be right here I promise. Just outside, I’m not going to leave you alone. I’m going to protect you.”
“ No Wakka.” She shrieked, unable to make him understand
“ What do you want from me Yuna?” Wakka bristled looking down into her unnaturally wide eyes. He softened slightly seeing how sacred she really was. He pulled her tighter into himself gently stroking her hair. “ Please talk to me.”
“ I want you to sleep with me.” Yuna blurted out burying her face in his shoulder. Feeling the man holding her stiffen she rushed forward “ Please if you sleep next to me I can touch you, and I’ll know that everything is ok, I’ll know that I’m not alone…if I can touch you.” she repeated making a small noise of protest as Wakka moved to set her away from him
“ I just want you to look at me Yuna.” Wakka explained feeling her clutch him. She loosened her hold and stared up into his face. “ If that’s what you want.” He said and she nodded in reply. She scooted back and made a place for him on the mat.
He stood up and grabbed the lantern setting it near the opening of the tent hoping maybe one of the others might see the light and come investigate. He lowered his body down next to Yuna and stiffened slightly as she pressed herself into his side, fitting herself perfectly into the curve of his body. She laid one arm across his stomach and sighed in contentment.
She hadn’t been kidding about touching him Wakka thought as he forced himself to relax. He hadn’t been this close to a woman in a long time and Wakka was surprised at how much he enjoyed to fell of Yuna against him. He laughed slightly under his breath at how quickly she had fallen asleep. He reached his arm around her allowing himself to hold her close and began to drift to sleep.
Authors note~ Sorry nothing really erotic yet but I am all about building anticipation. Chapter 3 will be posted soon. Thank you for reading