Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Desert Mirage ❯ An Incurable Desire ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Izzygirl0728 
Wakka returns to the tent
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 06.27.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 362 | Status: Work In Progress
Wakka returns to the tent
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 06.27.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 362 | 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 5: An Incurable Desire
Wakka slammed his eyes shut against the memories that were tormenting him as he walked over the latest in a string of never ending sand dunes.
Yuna.
Yuna was all he could think about, he had been walking around for almost an hour and had only been half-heartedly looking for the others, his mind always drifting back to the tent. He had stopped a dozen times already, deciding to go back and finish ravishing his summoner, damn the consequences, but always after a few steps his mind regained control and he resumed his search for the other guardians.
Wakka wasn't even sure he wanted to find the others. Yes, he wanted to see his friends again and he knew that their presence would help him get control over the situation with Yuna, and yet this time with her was like a sweet dream to him and did he really want that to end?
Wakka sighed angrily and flopped down in the shade of a large piece of abandoned machina, he rested his head against the heels of his hands allowing the minute comfort of the shade to envelop him. He was feeling a little helpless, not only had he not seen any sign of the others he had seen no signs of civilization at all except for the numerous pieces of machina strewn about like the relics of a lost city.
The situation was looking grim and he was thinking that Yuna and him would soon no longer have the luxury of waiting, that they would have to try and find their way out of this mass of sand. Wakka wondered if he could protect Yuna without the others, the sand dunes were riddled with fiends and he had had several close encounters already today.
Wakka unbuttoned his vest and lifted the leather garment over his head, the heat was beginning to make him dizzy and he knew he would have to head back soon. In his uncomfortable haste to leave the tent and put some space between him and Yuna, he had hurried out without the canteen of water.
“ I could really use some clouds around here ya.” Wakka mumbled to himself using the machina to push back into a standing position. He felt an odd sense of nervousness at returning to Yuna. Would things be awkward? Would she be angry with him now that she had time to think about what he did? She had seemed ok when he left but now that she had processed it would things be different.
Wakka was still worked up even after walking around in the hot sun, he had spent the entire search in various states of readiness. Wakka pondered ending his own suffering but quickly squashed the thought, no matter how horny he was there was no excuse to be masturbating in the middle of the desert while Yuna was waiting alone back at the tent. Still his body was demanding, he knew Yuna hadn’t meant to tease him, in fact he had ended it both times, but all his body understood was that it had been denied satisfaction.
Wakka groaned as he turned to follow his own footprints back to the tent, he had been very disciplined since joining Yuna on her pilgrimage, never allowing his needs to overwhelm him. Every time he had though about satisfying himself, guilt had forced him to find another outlet. What would he do if he got caught, what if Yuna had caught him, Wakka didn’t think he could bear to see the look on her face it she found him doing that.
Wakka decided that his goal was to have his desire back under his control by the time he reached camp, then as if the spite him his cock twitched and thickened. Wakka growled low in his throat and fought to ignore his needy body.
*~@~*
Yuna felt better as soon as she finished tightening the obi around her waist, she smoothed her hands over the fabric feeling suddenly much more in control. As soon as Wakka had left the tears had come, not many but a few that welled up from her eyes and trailed silently down her porcelain cheeks. She had hurriedly began dressing wanting to put on her clothes like a suit of armor that would protect her from the vulnerability that was eating her.
She sighed and shook her head as if she could shake out all of her feelings for Wakka, all of her confusion, and things could go back to the way that they had been before..
She stilled when the heaviness in her chest didn’t disappear and she looked around the tent deciding that while Wakka was out looking for her other guardians that she would check over the items in the tent to see if there was anything that they could use.
She spent the better part of an hour methodically looking through each crate and sack that had been left behind by the trader, and had precious little to show for it. She had found some stale bread and another canteen that was half full with brackish water. She had also found some rolled linen which she had used to pad her injured ankle, she had applied a healing salve and was just waiting for the remaining tenderness to leave.
Yuna was restless, staying in this tent for so long was making things seem stagnant and she couldn't help but feel like there must be something more that she should be doing. Her eyes scoured the tent looking for an idea, studiously avoiding the rumpled sleep mat, not ready to face the physical evidence of her embarrassment.
With a frustrated sigh Yuna burst out the front of the tent unable to stand being cooped up any longer. Sunlight poured over her head and shoulders, glinting off the staff in her right hand. Yuna knew Wakka had told her to stay put but she figured it wouldn’t hurt to look right around the tent.
“ Oh Sir Auron I could use your advice right now.” Yuna mumbled to herself as she walked around toward the back of the tent her eyes sharp on the line of the horizon, looking for telltale evidence of her other guardians. She tried to picture each of their faces in her mind, smiling as she thought of Kimari’s furry face and soft eyes and Tidus’s warm smile.
She could see them so clearly, she had spent so much of her journey using her mind to create pictures of the life she wanted to remember, of the people she never wanted to forget. Yuna thought her heart would break if there ever came a time when she couldn’t see each of them clearly when she closed her eyes. She missed them severely yet when she thought of seeing them right now she felt a twinge of apprehension, would they know what she had done to Wakka, would he tell them? If the others came back would he leave her? Yuna reeled at the thought of Wakka leaving her before her pilgrimage was over.
“ Would they all leave?” She questioned the sand, drawing lines in the soft granules with the tip of her boot. Yuna was unprepared for the realization that her actions might have far reaching consequences, yet remarkably she felt no regret when she thought of how Wakka’s skin had felt under her exploring fingertips. She knew deep inside that if she was given another opportunity she would touch him again, that resolve shocked her and made her feel giddy.
Yuna looked up sharply as she heard footsteps on the other side of the tent. She hurried back around and was greeted to a sight that stopped her in her tracks. Wakka was slowly walking back up to the tent, his vest tucked into his pants, she also caught sight of the blue cloth he normally wore on his head.
His spike of red hair had fallen in the heat and small tendrils of crimson stuck to his forehead dampened by sweat. His whole body was glistening with perspiration giving his tan skin an alluring glow. Yuna felt an overpowering urge to run her hands down his chest and over the hard muscles in his abdomen, she had even taken several steps toward her guardian before she caught herself and stopped.
“ For Yevon’s sake Yuna what are you staring at?” Wakka questioned as he walked toward his summoner, unaware that he was the cause for her wide eyes and parted lips. He raised an eyebrow when he saw Yuna give herself a shake and then lower her gaze to the sand at her feet.
“ Sorry Wakka, so no luck then I guess?” Yuna replied bringing her eyes to a spot just above Wakka’s head. Yuna had been caught off-guard and felt a blush coloring her cheeks as she felt a familiar dampness between her legs. She shifted uncomfortably, sure that somehow Wakka would know just by looking at her.
“ So what did you do while I was out?” Wakka asked unsure of what was making his summoner look so guilty.
“ Oh I found a little bread and some nasty tasting water, it’s not much but it might give us some more time.” Yuna replied hoping that Wakka would see that she was doing her part to take care of them too.
" That's good." Wakka smiled at her, parting the flap of the tent to allow her back into the shade. Yuna headed immediately for the back of the tent where she grabbed a cloth canteen and a small lump wrapped in muslin and brought them back to him. He held out his hand and sighed imperceptibly when her fingers brushed his as she handed him the items. He looked over the supplies and suddenly his face became serious.
" Yuna I'm glad that you found these things. We aren't going to be able to wait here any longer, tonight I want you to rest your foot cause tomorrow we have to leave." He looked over at her noticing how she fiddled absently with the thread on her sleeves.
" I know." Her voice was soft and tinged with regret. “ Maybe we will find the others, I miss them.”
“ I miss them too. We will have to travel at night to prevent heat stroke. Yuna I need you to stay close to me, there are fiends out there and with just me, I don’t want to lose you again.” Wakka softly touched her temple with the back of his fingers causing her to smile.
“ I promise Wakka.” Yuna felt the dream slipping from her and was surprised at the tightness in her chest. She had a hopeless feeling that as soon as they left it would never be the same between Wakka and her.
She had always known that it would end sooner rather than later, weather they found her other guardians or if they had to leave and find a way out of the desert on their own. Wakka seemed to sense her sadness and she was startled to feel him standing close to her, she turned her face up to him meeting the open concern in his buttery brown eyes.
“ Yuna, you ok? Does your foot hurt?” Wakka asked
“ No, not my foot.” She answered softly keeping her eyes on his face “ I’ll start getting some things together, I am sure I saw a bag when I was looking through the stuff.” Yuna stepped back and turned toward the back of the tent. She was halted by Wakka grabbing her arm and pulling her back to him.
“ Yuna are you alright?” His voice was soft, and he allowed himself to rub his hand up and down her arm.
“ I’m fine.” She lied her eyes falling, she didn’t know whether to lean into him or pull away, her heart and her mind pulled her in different directions.
Wakka felt her struggle “ Touch me.” He whispered, needing to find a way to resolve their new intimacy that didn’t involve both of them pulling away from each other. He would never let Yuna believe that he didn’t love her.
He saw the surprise on her face and was slightly hurt that she had already been building the wall in her heart. “ Wakka?”
“ We can’t pretend it didn’t happen Yuna. I want you to touch me, it’s still me. I’m still your guardian and still your friend.” He grabbed her hand and laid it against his chest and tried to ignore how his nipples tightened from that slight contact.
Yuna’s breath caught in her throat as she felt her hand being laid on the heated skin over Wakka’s heart. She spread her fingers wanting to touch more of his skin and inhaled sharply when she felt the rhythmic pumping of his heart under her palm. She knew no matter what Wakka said that this place had cast a spell over them and changed things forever. Certainty settled over her as soon as she felt the curl of desire at the base of her spine, touching Wakka was like a drug, one that she knew would have lasting effects.
“ I know it’s you Wakka. I’m glad we’re still friends.” She smiled a blush coloring her cheeks. She was loath to pull her hand away, the beating of his heart was matching the pulsing between her legs. Her breath was coming fast and already she wanted more but she forced herself to remain still.
“ Well how about I go out and find us something to eat, I am sure we can make a fire from some of the left over supplies here. We should eat well so we can keep up our strength for tomorrow night.” Wakka said knowing his body well enough to sense the beginnings of arousal eddying through him. He knew hunting would help him work out some of his desire.
“ Sure, thank you Wakka. I wouldn’t want to be here with anyone but you.” Yuna replied her smile dazzling as she slowly stepped back. Wakka thought he heard her sigh just as her fingertips left his skin.
Authors note~ I never planned on this story being so plot heavy but when I am writing I keep thinking of how each would feel and I think this couple is so compelling that I just have to put it in. Thanks so much 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 5: An Incurable Desire
Wakka slammed his eyes shut against the memories that were tormenting him as he walked over the latest in a string of never ending sand dunes.
Yuna.
Yuna was all he could think about, he had been walking around for almost an hour and had only been half-heartedly looking for the others, his mind always drifting back to the tent. He had stopped a dozen times already, deciding to go back and finish ravishing his summoner, damn the consequences, but always after a few steps his mind regained control and he resumed his search for the other guardians.
Wakka wasn't even sure he wanted to find the others. Yes, he wanted to see his friends again and he knew that their presence would help him get control over the situation with Yuna, and yet this time with her was like a sweet dream to him and did he really want that to end?
Wakka sighed angrily and flopped down in the shade of a large piece of abandoned machina, he rested his head against the heels of his hands allowing the minute comfort of the shade to envelop him. He was feeling a little helpless, not only had he not seen any sign of the others he had seen no signs of civilization at all except for the numerous pieces of machina strewn about like the relics of a lost city.
The situation was looking grim and he was thinking that Yuna and him would soon no longer have the luxury of waiting, that they would have to try and find their way out of this mass of sand. Wakka wondered if he could protect Yuna without the others, the sand dunes were riddled with fiends and he had had several close encounters already today.
Wakka unbuttoned his vest and lifted the leather garment over his head, the heat was beginning to make him dizzy and he knew he would have to head back soon. In his uncomfortable haste to leave the tent and put some space between him and Yuna, he had hurried out without the canteen of water.
“ I could really use some clouds around here ya.” Wakka mumbled to himself using the machina to push back into a standing position. He felt an odd sense of nervousness at returning to Yuna. Would things be awkward? Would she be angry with him now that she had time to think about what he did? She had seemed ok when he left but now that she had processed it would things be different.
Wakka was still worked up even after walking around in the hot sun, he had spent the entire search in various states of readiness. Wakka pondered ending his own suffering but quickly squashed the thought, no matter how horny he was there was no excuse to be masturbating in the middle of the desert while Yuna was waiting alone back at the tent. Still his body was demanding, he knew Yuna hadn’t meant to tease him, in fact he had ended it both times, but all his body understood was that it had been denied satisfaction.
Wakka groaned as he turned to follow his own footprints back to the tent, he had been very disciplined since joining Yuna on her pilgrimage, never allowing his needs to overwhelm him. Every time he had though about satisfying himself, guilt had forced him to find another outlet. What would he do if he got caught, what if Yuna had caught him, Wakka didn’t think he could bear to see the look on her face it she found him doing that.
Wakka decided that his goal was to have his desire back under his control by the time he reached camp, then as if the spite him his cock twitched and thickened. Wakka growled low in his throat and fought to ignore his needy body.
*~@~*
Yuna felt better as soon as she finished tightening the obi around her waist, she smoothed her hands over the fabric feeling suddenly much more in control. As soon as Wakka had left the tears had come, not many but a few that welled up from her eyes and trailed silently down her porcelain cheeks. She had hurriedly began dressing wanting to put on her clothes like a suit of armor that would protect her from the vulnerability that was eating her.
She sighed and shook her head as if she could shake out all of her feelings for Wakka, all of her confusion, and things could go back to the way that they had been before..
She stilled when the heaviness in her chest didn’t disappear and she looked around the tent deciding that while Wakka was out looking for her other guardians that she would check over the items in the tent to see if there was anything that they could use.
She spent the better part of an hour methodically looking through each crate and sack that had been left behind by the trader, and had precious little to show for it. She had found some stale bread and another canteen that was half full with brackish water. She had also found some rolled linen which she had used to pad her injured ankle, she had applied a healing salve and was just waiting for the remaining tenderness to leave.
Yuna was restless, staying in this tent for so long was making things seem stagnant and she couldn't help but feel like there must be something more that she should be doing. Her eyes scoured the tent looking for an idea, studiously avoiding the rumpled sleep mat, not ready to face the physical evidence of her embarrassment.
With a frustrated sigh Yuna burst out the front of the tent unable to stand being cooped up any longer. Sunlight poured over her head and shoulders, glinting off the staff in her right hand. Yuna knew Wakka had told her to stay put but she figured it wouldn’t hurt to look right around the tent.
“ Oh Sir Auron I could use your advice right now.” Yuna mumbled to herself as she walked around toward the back of the tent her eyes sharp on the line of the horizon, looking for telltale evidence of her other guardians. She tried to picture each of their faces in her mind, smiling as she thought of Kimari’s furry face and soft eyes and Tidus’s warm smile.
She could see them so clearly, she had spent so much of her journey using her mind to create pictures of the life she wanted to remember, of the people she never wanted to forget. Yuna thought her heart would break if there ever came a time when she couldn’t see each of them clearly when she closed her eyes. She missed them severely yet when she thought of seeing them right now she felt a twinge of apprehension, would they know what she had done to Wakka, would he tell them? If the others came back would he leave her? Yuna reeled at the thought of Wakka leaving her before her pilgrimage was over.
“ Would they all leave?” She questioned the sand, drawing lines in the soft granules with the tip of her boot. Yuna was unprepared for the realization that her actions might have far reaching consequences, yet remarkably she felt no regret when she thought of how Wakka’s skin had felt under her exploring fingertips. She knew deep inside that if she was given another opportunity she would touch him again, that resolve shocked her and made her feel giddy.
Yuna looked up sharply as she heard footsteps on the other side of the tent. She hurried back around and was greeted to a sight that stopped her in her tracks. Wakka was slowly walking back up to the tent, his vest tucked into his pants, she also caught sight of the blue cloth he normally wore on his head.
His spike of red hair had fallen in the heat and small tendrils of crimson stuck to his forehead dampened by sweat. His whole body was glistening with perspiration giving his tan skin an alluring glow. Yuna felt an overpowering urge to run her hands down his chest and over the hard muscles in his abdomen, she had even taken several steps toward her guardian before she caught herself and stopped.
“ For Yevon’s sake Yuna what are you staring at?” Wakka questioned as he walked toward his summoner, unaware that he was the cause for her wide eyes and parted lips. He raised an eyebrow when he saw Yuna give herself a shake and then lower her gaze to the sand at her feet.
“ Sorry Wakka, so no luck then I guess?” Yuna replied bringing her eyes to a spot just above Wakka’s head. Yuna had been caught off-guard and felt a blush coloring her cheeks as she felt a familiar dampness between her legs. She shifted uncomfortably, sure that somehow Wakka would know just by looking at her.
“ So what did you do while I was out?” Wakka asked unsure of what was making his summoner look so guilty.
“ Oh I found a little bread and some nasty tasting water, it’s not much but it might give us some more time.” Yuna replied hoping that Wakka would see that she was doing her part to take care of them too.
" That's good." Wakka smiled at her, parting the flap of the tent to allow her back into the shade. Yuna headed immediately for the back of the tent where she grabbed a cloth canteen and a small lump wrapped in muslin and brought them back to him. He held out his hand and sighed imperceptibly when her fingers brushed his as she handed him the items. He looked over the supplies and suddenly his face became serious.
" Yuna I'm glad that you found these things. We aren't going to be able to wait here any longer, tonight I want you to rest your foot cause tomorrow we have to leave." He looked over at her noticing how she fiddled absently with the thread on her sleeves.
" I know." Her voice was soft and tinged with regret. “ Maybe we will find the others, I miss them.”
“ I miss them too. We will have to travel at night to prevent heat stroke. Yuna I need you to stay close to me, there are fiends out there and with just me, I don’t want to lose you again.” Wakka softly touched her temple with the back of his fingers causing her to smile.
“ I promise Wakka.” Yuna felt the dream slipping from her and was surprised at the tightness in her chest. She had a hopeless feeling that as soon as they left it would never be the same between Wakka and her.
She had always known that it would end sooner rather than later, weather they found her other guardians or if they had to leave and find a way out of the desert on their own. Wakka seemed to sense her sadness and she was startled to feel him standing close to her, she turned her face up to him meeting the open concern in his buttery brown eyes.
“ Yuna, you ok? Does your foot hurt?” Wakka asked
“ No, not my foot.” She answered softly keeping her eyes on his face “ I’ll start getting some things together, I am sure I saw a bag when I was looking through the stuff.” Yuna stepped back and turned toward the back of the tent. She was halted by Wakka grabbing her arm and pulling her back to him.
“ Yuna are you alright?” His voice was soft, and he allowed himself to rub his hand up and down her arm.
“ I’m fine.” She lied her eyes falling, she didn’t know whether to lean into him or pull away, her heart and her mind pulled her in different directions.
Wakka felt her struggle “ Touch me.” He whispered, needing to find a way to resolve their new intimacy that didn’t involve both of them pulling away from each other. He would never let Yuna believe that he didn’t love her.
He saw the surprise on her face and was slightly hurt that she had already been building the wall in her heart. “ Wakka?”
“ We can’t pretend it didn’t happen Yuna. I want you to touch me, it’s still me. I’m still your guardian and still your friend.” He grabbed her hand and laid it against his chest and tried to ignore how his nipples tightened from that slight contact.
Yuna’s breath caught in her throat as she felt her hand being laid on the heated skin over Wakka’s heart. She spread her fingers wanting to touch more of his skin and inhaled sharply when she felt the rhythmic pumping of his heart under her palm. She knew no matter what Wakka said that this place had cast a spell over them and changed things forever. Certainty settled over her as soon as she felt the curl of desire at the base of her spine, touching Wakka was like a drug, one that she knew would have lasting effects.
“ I know it’s you Wakka. I’m glad we’re still friends.” She smiled a blush coloring her cheeks. She was loath to pull her hand away, the beating of his heart was matching the pulsing between her legs. Her breath was coming fast and already she wanted more but she forced herself to remain still.
“ Well how about I go out and find us something to eat, I am sure we can make a fire from some of the left over supplies here. We should eat well so we can keep up our strength for tomorrow night.” Wakka said knowing his body well enough to sense the beginnings of arousal eddying through him. He knew hunting would help him work out some of his desire.
“ Sure, thank you Wakka. I wouldn’t want to be here with anyone but you.” Yuna replied her smile dazzling as she slowly stepped back. Wakka thought he heard her sigh just as her fingertips left his skin.
Authors note~ I never planned on this story being so plot heavy but when I am writing I keep thinking of how each would feel and I think this couple is so compelling that I just have to put it in. Thanks so much for reading!