Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Chicks of Balamb: Battle of the Sex ❯ Tuesday ~ Irvine ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Quistis waited patiently in the hallway that she knew Irvine would be walking down. She had to get to the cowboy before Rinoa did. That little slut would of course go for the easiest first. And Quistis wasn't going to let her get Irvine Kinneas.



She positioned herself conveniently in front of the Women's bathroom; it was all part of her plan. She spotted the cowboy headed towards her and grinned, ready for action.




Irvine strode down the hallway, extending his long legs with each step. He was stopped suddenly by Quistis, who dashed out in front of him.

"Irvine!, Just what I need!" She exclaimed looking up at him through her blond eyelashes.


"What can I do for you?" he asked softly with a lopsided grin.

"There's a giant spider in the bathroom, I need you to kill it" she said in her best girly voice.

"You can kill a T-Rex on your own, but you can't take out a little spider?" he asked with slight frown.

"It was really hairy!" Quistis exclaimed. She hated how much she sounded like Rinoa at that moment. She just needed to get him into the bathroom with her. The rest would be easy.

"All right, all right" he said following her into the girls' bathroom. She stood by the door and pointed over to the sink.

"It was over there!" Quistis exclaimed pointing towards the row of sinks. Irvine sauntered over there, and bent down to look on the floor. Quistis reached over and snapped the lock on the door shut. Irvine shot up and turned around to look at her.

She smiled and floated over to him touching his hair lightly. He looked down at her strangely as she softly draped her arms around his neck, pulling his face down towards hers.

"What are you doing, Quistis" he asked his lips softly brushing hers.

"Giving you the best sex you'll ever have" she whispered sliding her tongue into his mouth. He practically choked taking a step back, arms length from her.

"We can't, not here" he said shaking his head.

"We can, and we will" she asked giving him a lurid smile. She leaned over and pushed his duster off his shoulders. Then she slowly unbuckled his belt dropping his pants around his ankles.

His dick fell into her hands, hard with just the mention of sex. She massaged him lightly, bringing her lips to his again. He grabbed her finally giving in, despite the awkward location.

Irvine lifted her up and firmly planted her ass on the counter. He took his hat off and set it on her head. Then he roughly pushed back her skirt to reveal she was wearing no panties. He delved into her cunt, rubbing his tongue roughly on her clit.

His hands grabbed the small of her back and ground her into his face. He moved up and down his tongue probing deep with in. She moaned the tongue fucking sending her into her first orgasm. Her nails dug into his shoulders, breaking the tan skin.

"You taste so fucking sweet" he moaned standing up. She kissed him, drawing his tongue into her mouth. He tasted like her juices, heavy with the taint of lust.

Quistis plopped the hat back down on his head. She slid off the counter and walked over in front of the mirror. She bent over facing the mirror her ass raised in the hair. Her skirt hiked up around her waist.

"Fuck me" she moaned. He moved towards her, hand resting softly on her back. He pushed the head of his cock into her wet cunt. She moaned wanting more, wanting him to fuck her all ready. She needed it.

Then he bent forward placing his hands on the cold glass of the mirror. He pushed himself all the way into her. She moaned the friction of skin against skin.

Quistis watched him in the mirror. His chaps around his ankles, hat still pushed back on his head. He moved slowly at first, then fast and faster. Their eyes met in the mirror, passion clouding both of their images.

"Oh Irvine" she moaned her head falling forward to rest her forehead on the glass. She orgasmed again, white pleasure exploding though her.

He continued to pump into her, moans escaped his lips. She wriggled her ass against him. At last he came. His head rolled back and his hat fluttered to the floor.

Moans echoes off the tile walls of the bathroom. He fell limp and drew her up into his arms. He kissed her again, shuddering slightly.

She pulled away from him and smoothed down her skirt. He pulled his pants up, and situated his hat on his head. She grinned up at him and nodded.

"Let's do that again sometime" Irvine whispered. She nodded and gestured towards the door. He led the way out, stopping suddenly at the group of girls standing there waiting for the bathroom.

"What were you doing in there?" one of them demanded to know. He looked frantically around for Quistis but she was no where to be found.

"Well you see, there was this spider" Irvine started to say.