Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Comfort ❯ Comfort ( One-Shot )

Heh, okay, this is my first attempt at a FFX fic, and only my second attempt at a lemon....so, sorry ^^;; (Maybe be it wasn't such a good idea to do a PWP as my second lemon...o_O) And I just had to do a Jecht/Braska!! There literally are NONE in existence...at least, not unless Auron is involved as well. -_- Not that I don't like Auron....but.....

Hehe, OOC-ness on Braska's part ^_~

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The sky grew gradually darker, the stars slowly beginning to emerge as small glittering pinpricks of light. A gentle breeze blew, rustling the trees of the forest.

Sitting cross-legged before the warm, crackling fire, Braska frowned slightly and watched Auron disappear from view into the blackened recesses between the trees.

"...Are you sure we should let him go alone?" His quiet, worried voice broke the silence, accompanied only by the popping and spitting of the heated glow in front of them.

Jecht shrugged non-commitally, watching his long haired companion through the flames with an unrecognisable expression.

"He'll be fine. Was his decision to go off and check this place out anyway...and someone had to stay here with you." At this Jecht smirked slightly, expecting Braska's usual indignant response about not treating him like a child. However, this time Braska just smiled demurely and gazed back at him, eyes glittering in the firelight.

"I suppose you're right."

Jecht just snorted dismissively and looked away; Braska was acting kind of odd this evening, ever since they had set up camp in the little clearing.

Allowing his eyes to wander, Jecht glanced back at the summoner and found that Braska was still watching him, a strange little smile playing upon his lips.

Consequently he jumped slightly when Braska rose, breaking from his reverie to walk over behind Jecht; presumably to fetch something from one of their packs which lay stored below a tree.

Instinctively checking to make sure that his weapon was still nearby, Jecht then lay back resting his hands on his head, watching the night sky.

As Braska returned and sat next to him he yawned slightly, but still refusing to let his eyes drift shut; he still had his duty as a guardian, after all.

"It's alright, sleep if you like. I'll wake you if anything happens." The gentle voice of the other reached his ears and he mumbled his acquiescence, finally allowing himself to slip into the comforting embrace of sleep.

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He awoke to a feeling of warmth and something he couldn't quite place, and as he gradually regained consciousness he realised he was being kissed. It felt...nice. The lips were soft and delicate, and every so often a tongue would dart out and brush over his lips as though asking for entrance.

Unconsciously he acceded, parting his mouth to let the invasion continue, enjoying the taste of...who was it?

Abruptly the reality of the situation struck him and his eyes flew open in shock, to be met with the unexpected site of Braska's face hovering above his own, long hair trailing down.

Braska merely smiled down at him, not looking the least bit surprised. Opening his mouth to protest, Jecht suddenly felt Braska's finger come into contact with his parted lips, immediately banishing whatever he had been about to say.

It never really occurred to him to ask why...Braska must surely have his own reasons, and he himself had been celibate far too long. So this time when Braska descended to kiss him once more, he responded fully and reached up his hands to bury them in Braska's beautiful hair, pulling him down.

Sitting up slightly, but still holding the summoner's pliant body close to him, Jecht gently pushed Braska to the ground and moved to straddle him, his desire building as he felt the other's fingers dancing down his back, tracing the ridges in the muscle.

Finally pulling away from the kiss Jecht paused for a moment, studying Braska's ethereal features illuminated in the gently dying glow from the embers of the fire. He smiled softly, before lowering his head once more, this time to nip and suck on the sensitive skin on the other's neck. Whimpering slightly Braska moved his hands up, trying to pull Jecht down so he would continue his ministrations more forcefully.

Instead, Jecht moved to bite gently on Braska's earlobe, then tracing down his neck with his tongue.

Squirming in frustration Braska dragged Jecht's head back up for another deep kiss, welcoming the intrusion of Jecht's tongue with a pleasurable moan.

Pulling away again, Jecht surveyed Braska's heavy robes with a frown, before just shrugging slightly and setting to work removing them. Compliantly Braska assisted, and soon he lay before Jecht, his slim upper body completely exposed. Jecht's eyes roamed his body appreciatively; he was so beautiful...but in a completely different way to a woman.

With a feral grin Jecht moved his head down to meet with Braska's supple chest, relishing the silky skin as he quickly placed a trail of fiery kisses down the other's front. When he reached the navel he slowly dipped his tongue in, then tracing teasing circular patterns on the flesh as he felt Braska's body arch up slightly under his touch.

Jecht had quickly found that he enjoyed giving pleasure to this man as much as receiving it; the whimpers and half lidded lust filled eyes of the summoner as he begged for more both satisfied his power-trip and made Braska seem even more desirable.

Moving ever downwards, Jecht arrived at the waistband of Braska's trousers, fingering the top of the light material casually for a moment, before sliding it off in response to the other's pleas.

Smirking wickedly he extended his hand, parting Braska's slim legs slightly and lightly brushed the juncture at his thigh. The summoner's slight gasp made him thrill with pleasure, and using his other hand he stroked Braska's slim hips.

Finally Jecht relented and dipped his head, slowly, teasingly taking Braska's erection into his mouth, enjoying the way the summoner shuddered and trembled with ecstasy from his attentions.

Suddenly abandoning this Jecht crawled back upwards to pull Braska's beautiful flushed face towards him for another soul-searing kiss, tongues clashing as their desperate need overwhelmed them.

Giving Braska one final kiss on the neck moved back to his position between the long haired man's parted legs, Braska smiling at him reassuringly as he gently slipped a finger into Braska's tight entrance, stretching cautiously as he studied the other's face to watch his reaction. Braska moaned breathily, hooking his legs around Jecht's back to try and pull him closer, making Jecht smile as he inserted another finger to join the first. Only a second or two later the summoner reached out firmly and pulled Jecht's hand away, looking at him pleadingly, begging for him to take him as he was.

Jecht hesitated for a moment, but then his lust got the better of him and he pulled Braska's legs up to rest on his shoulders as he positioned himself in front of him.

At first he entered slowly, trying to prevent himself from damaging the seemingly delicate summoner laid out before him. Braska seemed to have other ideas, however, and impatiently thrust himself forward, burying Jecht fully within him.

Jecht gasped as the tight heat enveloped him, almost pushing him over the edge right then. Focusing once more he drew back slightly, watching Braska's glazed over expression of pleasure as he thrust back in at an angle, hitting the other's sweet spot and making him cry out, back arching involuntarily.

Building up the pace Jecht pounded into Braska repeatedly, sweat starting to shimmer on their bodies as he felt himself nearing his climax. He vaguely felt Braska's hands clutching onto his arms, nails digging in uncontrollably as they reached the edge, the world fading into white slightly as he released.

Panting slightly he eased himself out, moving around next to Braska to pull the lithe body into his arms.

They lay there for a moment in the afterglow, Braska held securely in his guardian's arms, oblivious to everything except the comforting warmth enveloping him.

No words were exchanged, for none were needed...no mention of love, just the mutual need for comfort in a dark time.

~Owari~

Yup...no story whatsoever ^^;; Ah well....