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The Final Fantasy Kink Meme
Welcome to the Final Fantasy Kink Meme!

The rules are very simple:

1.) Choose a character/pairing/etc. They can be from ANY Final Fantasy game. This includes spin-offs like Tactics, Crystal Chronicles, etc. Het, Yaoi, and Yuri are all welcome. Threesomes are also welcome.

2.) Choose a kink (ANY kink is fine!).

3.) Post your request ANONYMOUSLY!

4.) If you can, pick a request you're interested in and fill it! Just be sure to do so ANONYMOUSLY!

IP logging is turned OFF.

PLEASE TRY TO FILL ONE REQUEST FOR EACH REQUEST YOU MAKE! This isn't a set-in-stone rule, but it is common courtesy. If you think you can answer a request, please do so! You can make someone very happy! :D

Keep in mind that stories posted here will be of an adult nature and will more than likely be NC-17. You're free to request R or below rated fics, but that would be a little strange since this is a KINK MEME. XD

You are free to make as many requests as you want, as well as fill as many as you want. If a request has already been filled, you're welcome to fill it again if you want.

Please make one request per comment!

If you don't understand what some kinks are, or need ideas coming up with good kinks, here is a great Kink List!

A good way to keep up with this meme and get alerts is to track your thread (from the comment where you made the request) or track the whole meme starting with the original post!

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ALSO CHECK OUT THE ORIGINAL FINAL FANTASY KINK MEME! There are a lot of requests unanswered there, so please take a look and see if you can answer some!

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-23 08:15 am UTC (link)
I am dying for a Celes/Locke/Edgar threesome with Locke sandwiched in the middle. Light bondage would be a plus!

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(Anonymous)
2008-02-04 02:37 am UTC (link)
My first threesome sex… and I don’t think I’ve ever written anything that resembled “plot” any less than this. Hope it’s still OK.

Do they really think he’s that tightly controlled that he’d only give in to this if her were tied up and blindfolded? But he agrees to it all, what the hell, it’s not every day that two gorgeous blonds want something like this. Well, they’re more than that to him, always have been, but he doesn’t think about that, not really. Because he’s got Edward’s fingers inside him, pumping, and he’s so getting damn hard. Just when he thinks he needs more, when he’s wishing his hands were free to rub his cock, Celes is there in front of him, he knows her scent even when he can’t see her… and then he knows her mouth. He has no idea how she got so good at this, licking up his shaft and over his balls and then sucking him like she needs him to come. Edward pushes in one more finger and and Celes takes him deep and he does come, right into her mouth, and she just laughs.

He wonders for a moment what was in all that for her, but then he figures it out because she guides him down to his knees, which is awkward as hell with his hands still behind his back, and his face is against what must be her thigh. And then she lies down, or she must be, because he ends up with his back bent, licking his way up to her cunt and tasting her. When he moves his tongue she cries out softly, and when he hits her clit and teases it she demands more. His hands aren’t free so he settles for burying his tongue inside her as deep as he can. That’s when he hears Edward ask if he’s ready, and when he breaks off what he’s doing to ask what he’s supposed to ready for he already feels him sliding his cock in, slick with oil and hitting everything.

Locke swears and hears Celes laugh, thrusts his tongue along with Edward’s movements until he feels her ripple around him. Edward is still pushing into him, calling out hoarsely, and Locke promises that once he’s ready to go again, which won’t be long, it will be someone else’s turn to be tied up.

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That comment above there is a ficlet... - (Anonymous), 2008-02-04 04:46 am UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-23 08:26 am UTC (link)
Balthier/Fran. Owner/Pet. Leash, collar, Fran made to beg.

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fic! Part 1 of ?
(Anonymous)
2008-02-12 05:07 am UTC (link)
Fran did not like the gift.

"A collar, Balthier?" She turned it over in her hand, noticing the heart shaped tag, "Fran", and the--were they diamonds--studded across the pink leather. "I'm surprised you didn't get a leash to go with it."

He produced that too, a thin leather thing, all pink and diamonds to match the collar. "Of course, love. We must be always be completely accessorized. We agreed, yes, if we found a way to get that stash under the ocean, you'd get the treasure and I'd get this."

Fran looked down at the collar, suddenly disgusted by the bell attached to the tag. "Balthier, this is a collar for cats."

"You agreed love. Now, let's see how it fits."

Reluctantly--very reluctantly--Fran started to unbuckle the collar and wrap it around her neck, when Balthier lifted it gently from her hands. "No love, let me." She tilted her neck down so that her partner--owner?--could wrap the collar around her neck and buckle it snug against her throat. It felt heavy against her clavicle, but otherwise, she could think of it as another piece of jewelry.

She watched Balthier step back and regard his work. "Honestly, love, I think it works on you." He held a mirror up for her to see, and Fran regarded the collar watching the light as it reflected off the facets of the gems and the gleam of the tag that rested at the base of her throat. She wrinkled her nose. Offensive, at best.

"Balthier-- I demand--"

He silenced her with a finger to the lips. "You agreed, pet." His Archadian voice emphasized that last word. "Now, we're going out for a walk, we need to get you changed."

"What's wrong with my--"

"It doesn't match," was all he said, but from the wink he gave, it wasn't all the reason he had.

Nothing about the outfit seemed too unusual. Oh it was fabric instead of armor, and pink instead of black, but as far as skin exposed went, it was no more revealing than anything else she owned.

"Very lovely, pet. Two more things though. First," he clipped the leash to her collar, keeping her neck no more than four feet from his hand. "And second," he brought out one more package, which he opened for her.

Her first impression was that whoever had made Balthier's ammo had messed up and delivered a lump of fused-together bullets instead of actual usable ammuntion, but then she noticed that the device was much too shiny to be ammunition and much too deliberately-formed to be a mistake. And it was pink. She would have to let him know her growing dislike of that color.

"Sit." He gestured to the chair. Fran obeyed. "Legs open."

She spread them wide, pretended that this was just one of their normal encounters and he was about to go down on her. Fran began to anticipate it, felt herself growing moist as he pulled aside the thong and placed something in her. The device. Fran realized the point of the design now. One of the ends fit very well inside her pussy, probably custom tailored like anything Balthier would own, and then the part sticking out of her curved gently upwards to touch her clit. He gave her a pat. "There we go."

Fran took one last look in the mirror, suprised that the device in her pussy remained concealed even when so little covered it. She looked and felt so different--like a pet.

"Now, the next thing." Balthier had that perpetual mischevious look on his face, even as his voice refused to deviate from the proper norm. "Before a pet is allowed outside, she must be trained, right?"

"I suppose." Fran said, deliberately avoiding his gaze.

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Part 2 of ? - (Anonymous), 2008-02-12 05:08 am UTC
Part 3 of ? - (Anonymous), 2008-02-12 05:10 am UTC
Part 4 of ? - (Anonymous), 2008-02-12 05:11 am UTC
Re: Part 4 of ? - (Anonymous), 2008-02-13 06:24 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-23 04:36 pm UTC (link)
LEILA(FF2)/FARIS(FF5)

FEMALE PIRATE LEADERS TOTALLY COUNT AS A KINK.

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[info]kimifynu
2008-07-17 04:19 am UTC (link)
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(no subject) - (Anonymous), 2008-09-23 06:44 am UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-23 08:25 pm UTC (link)
FFVII, Rufus/Tseng/Rude/Reno/Elena - consensual, no-strings group sex, preferably with Rufus "in charge" (or maybe just trying to be in charge) - maybe with a little light recreational drug use, light bondage and sensory deprivation.

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-23 09:59 pm UTC (link)
FFIV: Rosa walks in on Cecil and Kain, then they drag her into the bed and double team her.

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 06:30 am UTC (link)
Yesssss. I *will* write this. I *will.*

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-23 10:03 pm UTC (link)
Final Fantasy VII

Zack/Sephiroth, with Sephiroth giving up control. Possible light bondage?

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-25 11:19 am UTC (link)
Lulu teaching Tidus how to do things right with Yuna. Seymour teaching Yuna how to do things right with Tidus. Tidus and Yuna putting their new levels into practice.

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lessons part 1
(Anonymous)
2008-10-08 04:23 pm UTC (link)
It hadn't gone well, Tidus reflected. He'd started to fuck Yuna, but she left the room, naked and screaming, saying a guado would be better than him. Tidus hadn't liked that at all. He decided to talk to the only person who'd be any help.

"Lulu?" he asked tentatively. he peeked his head around the tent door. Lulu was blushing, staring at Tidus. Tidus moved his eyes slowly down lulu's body; she had one hand through the belts on her skirt, and something was dripping onto the bed.

"Let me guess" muttered Lulu, "things didn't go so well with yuna. I could hear her screaming down here!" Tidus nodded, making Lulu stand up, her dress slipping away from her, and pulled tidus into the tent.

"not a word" breathed Lulu, unfastening her bra whilst casting 'firaga' on Tidus's clothes. before he could react, he was dripping from a waterga, and completely nude, next to a similarly undressed Lulu. "first of all, foreplay" she smiled at Tidus, lowering her dripping lips towards his cock. Tidus groaned as Lulu moved her mouth up and down, sometimes swallowing the shaft whole, other times lightly teasing the head. Tidus started to groan, more and more, until, a second before he came, Lulu stopped. "Now you try" she smiled again.

Tidus composed himself after his near-orgasm. He knelt down as Lulu stood up. His eyes looked lightly around Lulu's crotch, not wanting to cheat too much on Yuna. his tongue reached out, tickling Lulu's entrance, before sinking completely in. Lulu gasped, not in pain, but in pleasure. Tidus kept his tongue inside, moving it around, smelling salt and fish. How had Lulu done it? oh yeah, like that. He withdrew his tongue almost completely before thrusting it deep inside once more. A few drops of precum moistened the hole, causing Tidus to withdraw. He looked over lulu's sweating, gasping form, trying to imagine it was Yuna he was pleasing.

"Now, the fun part" chuckled Lulu, kneeling down suddenly and pressing tidus against the floor. She pushed down with as much strength as she could, letting out an animal moan. Tidus tried to help, being rewarded with a gasp of sheer pleasure as he twitched his rock-hard cock. Lulu's cum exploded over him, but he stopped a moment short of orgasm. Lulu's eyes widened as he let her hand descend, moving it over tidus's cock for a few movements, until he too reached the pleasure.

"Don't forget that last bit" panted lulu, as Tidus turned to leave. He knew how to make yuna happy now...

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lessons part 2 - (Anonymous), 2008-10-08 04:41 pm UTC
Re: lessons part 2 - (Anonymous), 2008-10-08 07:40 pm UTC
lessons part 3 - (Anonymous), 2008-10-08 05:01 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 03:11 am UTC (link)
Balthier/Fran/Penelo threesome

voyerism, sex fantasies

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Part One
(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 10:48 am UTC (link)
Penelo knew she shouldn't have gotten involved. She should have declined the invitation. She should have turned around and ran away from their room like a bat out of hell the moment she opened the door and saw Balthier sitting on the edge of the bed, vest discarded and shirt open, and Fran standing naked beside him.

She had blushed crimson and apologized and averted her eyes while she attempted to shut the door, but they smiled at her and motioned for her to enter. She shouldn't have taken that first step inside. But her feet were moving on their own, her heart threatening to pound itself out of her chest as she closed the door behind her and approached them.

She stood looking at her feet, too embarrassed to look at either of them and having no idea what to say to them in such a situation. Luckily, Balthier broke the awkward silence.

"You'd like to join us."

Penelo noticed that it was a statement rather than a question. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. It was like her body was completely out of her control. It kept moving without her permission. It even spoke.

"What should I-"

Balthier cut across her nervous question with one word. "Fran," he said pointedly, looking at the vierra.

Fran wordlessly stepped closer to Penelo and reached out one hand to stroke the girl's pink-tinted cheek. Then both hands were on Penelo's shoulders, behind her neck, unfastening her clothes. Penelo glanced at Balthier, who was staring at them intently from the bed, a look of amusement and curiosity on his face.

For one brief moment, Penelo resolved herself to pull away from Fran's gentle touches and Balthier's staring eyes and flee from the room. But her feet wouldn't comply. She remained frozen in place while Fran slowly pulled her clothing off her shoulders, down her torso, then squatted down to work the fabric over Penelo's hips and slide it down her legs.

Completely naked in front of them, Penelo's breathing quickened as heat flushed her face. Her mind was racing for a way to gracefully escape the situation, all the while knowing that even if she did come up with some brilliant excuse to leave, her body wouldn't go along with the plan.

Fran was still squatting in front of Penelo, her soft hands resting on Penelo's hips as if to steady her. Penelo wondered if she really appeared so fragile to them, or if her hitched breaths and scarlet face made it seem as if she were about to pass out. Either way, once her breathing calmed Fran's hands moved down Penelo's legs and nudged them farther apart.

Penelo gasped as one of Fran's hands slipped between her now parted legs, brushing over her tender skin. Fran looked up at her face, as if to gauge whether or not to continue. Whatever she saw in Penelo's expression caused her to suddenly press her lips to the girl's delicate flesh where her hand had once been.

Penelo gave a tiny cry of surprise and Balthier leaned forward, eyebrows raised, eager to get a closer look. Penelo looked at him and then back to Fran, who's face was now planted between Penelo's legs, her tongue darting out to glide across the slick skin.

"Isn't he going to... uh... join us?" Penelo asked, voice shuddering.

Fran paused to look at her. "He enjoys watching."

"Oh," Penelo replied, then drew in a sharp breath as Fran's tongue parted folds of flesh and found a particularly sensitive spot.

Penelo's legs felt weak, but Fran's hands were now gripping her hips again, holding her in place. She tossed her head back and put one hand on Fran's head, intertwining her fingers with the silky silver hair. She moaned loudly, surprising herself. She could feel Balthier's eyes on her without even looking at him, and somehow it made the fire in her body burn ever more strongly.

Finally her body grew tense and began to tremble, Fran's tongue moved more quickly and fiercely over her clit, and with a cry of pleasure Penelo colapsed toward the floor.

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Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-01-26 10:49 am UTC
not op - (Anonymous), 2008-01-27 10:56 pm UTC
Re: Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 04:08 am UTC
Re: Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 07:24 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 03:12 am UTC (link)
crossover, oh yes. Balthier(FFXII)/Rikku(FFX). sexy thieves going at it.

kink: outdoing each other with tricks, particularly the use of rope or silks. (no extreme bondage, plz.)

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(Anonymous)
2008-04-11 05:20 am UTC (link)
I... I think I'm going to try this. I'm not very confident when it comes to writing lemons, but... this just sounds hot to me. So I'll try ♥

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 04:06 am UTC (link)
Crossover, Edea(FF8)/Lulu(FFX)
Magic kink, possibly power kink.

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Edea (FF8)/Lulu (FFX) (Part 1)
(Anonymous)
2008-01-29 11:18 am UTC (link)
Note: Anon feels bad after writing stories this dark with this kind of content even if anonymous, but it feels like the only way this pairing would work other than mind control. If someone wants to continue where this leaves off, go ahead!
Warnings: Non-consentual, domination, masturbation


"Ah, there you are." Across land and sea, from the outer reaches of space to the inner core of the planet, slipping past the barriers of dimension and time, Edea had searched vigilantly. It was a trying task, testing the limits of her concentration and the bounds of her sanity each time her spirit jumped from world to crazy world. It took years, but finally, she found it. The prize she sought. Raw power, hidden behind a frail human wallowing too deep in her own misery to realize it.

"Lulu." The name flitted off the sorceress' tongue, the upbeat, bubbly sound of it an amusing clash to the cold, callous woman to whom it belonged. Diving deeper, she sent a phantom tendril toward the black mage when-

"Damn!" Edea cried out when it bounced back. "I should have known it would not be so easy." At first, she lamented the failure, yet another barrier to her ends. That frustration dropped away when an idea crept into her mind, one that brought a delighted, mischievous grin to her purple lips.

"Mmm.. I think I will have a lot of fun with this one." Breathing out the heat of lust building within her, she became more certain of her plan with every sordid act she imagined. There was no question about it. This was the only way, and even if it wasn't, she could think of nothing better than a fun romp with a puppet in the rough. She chanted, light glowing, pulse building around her, mind fixed on the world in her sights. A rumble. A flash. Gone. Body rushing. Mind racing. She made her way to that world, eager to begin.

"What?!" Appearing on Spira the same way she had disappeared from her own world, Edea heard that as the first words from her prey. The journey went rougher than she expected, her body lurching, hand over stomach. A couple seconds later, she adapted. Standing tall and proud, Edea held her clawed hand out and upward, assessing the other woman's physique. Beautiful braids. Soulful brown eyes. Bountiful, pert breasts threatening to spill from her dress.

Predictable. While Lulu steeled herself, Edea looked around the shabby, unremarkable hut. It certainly wasn't her first choice, but they could do worse.

"I see you have a bed. You won't need that any more." Holding her hand aloft, it took little effort for Edea to send a bolt of lightning to the bed, instantly turning it into a smoldering mess.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Lulu said, her tone vicious and cutting. Already primed to fight back, she tried to make sense of the situation, scanning the contours of her enemy. Her efforts were fruitless, the other woman's face a blank slate refusing to show any of the layers that Lulu knew hid beneath the words that flowed off her tongue.

"In all worlds known to me, did you really think I would overlook a sorceress with your power? My name is Edea. Soon, you will learn to call me your mistress, and all the power you possess will be mine."

That was all Lulu needed to hear.

"I hope you like it hot." Energy pouring from her hands, Lulu cast the spell, an explosion erupting all around the enemy sorceress.

Lulu went wide-eyed when it cleared. That the woman still stood wasn't what took her by surprise. If Edea held as much power as it looked like she did, Lulu didn't expect to take her out in one attack. What really shocked her was the that Edea showed no damage to the attack, not even a light singe to the corners of her long, sleek dress.

"What a lovely voice," Edea remarked. "I can't wait to hear you put it to proper use, begging your new mistress for release."

Snapping herself out of her daze with a light shake of her head, Lulu ignored Edea's comment and cast her next spell. "This might help your complexion!"

Releasing her Bio attack, she hoped to take the sorceress down piece by piece, bit by bit. No such luck. She saw no sign of the spell taking hold. Desperate, she chanted one more spell, pouring all her strength into making it as potent as she could. The spell brimming with energy, she let loose.

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Edea (FF8)/Lulu (FFX) (Part 2) - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 11:21 am UTC
Edea (FF8)/Lulu (FFX) (Part 3) - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 11:22 am UTC
Re: Edea (FF8)/Lulu (FFX) (Part 3) - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 04:56 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 04:07 am UTC (link)
FFX: Kimahri/Rikku.

I think that's kinky enough right there, actually.

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Untitled! (Also shameless PWP.)
(Anonymous)
2008-01-31 12:31 am UTC (link)
She doesn't think about what her old man would think of this. She doesn't think about what her brother would think of this. She's a grownup now, at least in name, and she doesn't have to tell them everything, does she?

Besides, she can't think about it, not right now. Not when she's pinned against the stone wall of the temple (and if she'd ever believed in Yevon she'd think this was terrible and blasphemous, but she didn't, so she doesn't care) with her legs around Kimahri's waist and her arms wrapped around him, her hands pressed against his back as well as she can manage - he is so much broader than she is, definitely more so than any of the nice Al Bhed boys she's fooled around with, and it takes a bit of getting used to, and it's really strange when she thinks about it, how that's what she needs to get used to the most.

The first time she'd seen him naked, it had jumped into her mind that it was going to hurt when they did this. She's kind of glad that she was wrong. It doesn't hurt but it's almost too much, almost more than she can take, and she wishes she had claws so that she could scratch him and make him feel it. Her fingernails are terribly inadequate against his fur, but she tries anyway, and throws her head back and makes needy, gasping little noises, and hears him growling in response. He's not particularly violent or rough with her - which is good, all things considered - but he's not slow, either. He doesn't seem to know what he's doing all that well, and she's wondered if he was a virgin before he met her but she sure isn't going to ask, especially not while he's got her up against the wall.

She shifts her hips a little bit, changing things a bit, making him hit just the right place, and he growls something indistinct and leans in for a moment, just long enough to lick her neck with his rough, pink tongue before he leans back and speeds up - and how long have they been doing this anyway? She's lost track of time. Maybe he really wasn't a virgin, because she figured that even a Ronso wouldn't last so long the first time they -

And then suddenly she feels it building up inside of her - it was already good, but now it's dizzying, and she's just along for the ride as he thrusts inside of her, along for the ride until she comes, gritting her teeth so that she doesn't scream.

She's dizzy as he pulls out of her and sets her back down, and her legs won't hold her weight. She wants to ask if he came too, but she doesn't think there's a very nice way to say it and he doesn't seem unhappy either way, so she just throws her arms around him again and nuzzles her face into the warm blue fuzz of his side and lets him guide her back to her tent.

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Re: Untitled! (Also shameless PWP.) - (Anonymous), 2008-02-04 02:20 am UTC
Re: Untitled! (Also shameless PWP.) - (Anonymous), 2008-02-04 02:46 am UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 04:36 am UTC (link)
Vayne/Penelo. Dub-con but with Penelo as the very reluctant dom.

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 08:48 am UTC (link)
FFXII (or Revenant Wings): Vaan/Penelo
Awkward, first time

(I am so daring, I know.)

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Vaan/Penelo [1]
(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 08:54 am UTC (link)
I hope you like it! :'D I had fun!


Vaan was breathing heavily. He was breathing awful heavily, now that she thought on it. And despite his best efforts he was shaking – so, by extension, the bed was shaking a bit too. Penelo wasn’t completely at ease herself, but Vaan… Vaan’s nervousness deserved some sort of medal.

They were flying over the Socathian sea, fresh from an adrenaline-pumping treasure raid. They’d barely made it out of the cave before the volcano blew, scarcely made it off the ground before every inch of the Immemorial Isle was covered in red-hot magma. They were each of them covered in ash, with bruises and bumps and scrapes. Vaan had on his devil-may-care grin and Penelo… Penelo was laughing, thankful to be alive.

When their heartbeats resumed a normal pace and they realized just how much they hurt, Penelo’s voice broke the quiet. “Vaan?”

“Yeah?” he asked, setting the Galbana on auto-pilot and rubbing a particularly sore spot on his arm.

“Do you want to have sex?”

They fell into silence the entire rest of the trip.

It was a week later, when Penelo was rummaging through old letters in her room at the Sandsea, that he came knocking. She answered the door in her nightgown, her hair damp and recently washed. He was just standing there, hands buried in his pockets, without his vest over his un-tucked shirt.

“Hey, Vaan,” she said simply. She wasn’t a stranger to his strange, sporadic visits.

“Yes.”

She ran a hand over face, summoning up the pep to deal with his vagueness. “What?”

“Let’s have sex.”

Silence. “Um. Okay, then.”

He was leaning over her, just… staring. She waited for him to do something, to slide a hand under the hem of her dress, to nudge the strap off her shoulder. But he just… stared, fully clothed and breathing heavily.

“Um…” Penelo smiled politely, sliding out from under him and sitting up. “Maybe we should start like this instead.”

He nodded, joining her at the edge of the bed, hands folded in front of him. It was weird to see Vaan so still, aside from the slight trembling. His eyes were on his hands, watching the thumbs twirl around each other.

“Vaan.”

He looked up sheepishly; his cheeks were tinged pink. Penelo bit back a sigh, then, with great trepidation, placed a hand gently on his thigh. She leaned forward, closing her eyes and pressing her lips chastely to his, then withdrew to gauge his reaction. His eyes were still shut when she opened hers; she smiled and kissed him again, a bit longer.

Penelo hadn’t had much more experience than Vaan had, not really. She had, however, stumbled in on Balthier entertaining company more than once, and at the time her teenage mind could easily fill in the gaps. It wasn’t not as though she didn’t hear about it too, living with a bunch of street urchin boys. They were only two streets away from the red light district where she lived – she got to hear raunchy “love” stories whether she wanted to or not. Vaan was lucky, always having Reks there to put two hands over his ears and keep all the naughty talk at bay. He didn’t mind, but Penelo was genuinely interested in this thing that took up so much of boys’ time, so she kept her ears open when she could.

Now, she was happy she’d prepared.

And she had. She was twenty-years-old, after all, definitely old enough to have sex. She couldn’t be a virgin forever, and neither could Vaan. He was her closest friend, and (judging by his brief but intense crush on Princess Ashe) definitely interested in girls. It wasn’t until she received one of the letters currently on her desk she finally decided to ask. Balthier wanted her to visit, just her… And that had to mean something. He hadn’t been entirely innocent with her during their adventure, and she didn’t mind. What she did mind was still being a virgin when she went to meet him next month. Funny thing that in a few seconds, a letter gave her the guts to ask a question she’d been contemplating for a year.

But she supposed she had to thank Balthier, at least for the decent experience she had in kissing.

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Vaan/Penelo [2] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 08:55 am UTC
Vaan/Penelo [3] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 08:57 am UTC
Re: Vaan/Penelo [3] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 09:31 am UTC
Re: Vaan/Penelo [3] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-30 03:24 am UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-26 07:09 pm UTC (link)
Locke/Zidane. Fighting over a particular treasure leads to a wild romp in the forest, against a tree. Use of Zidane's tail required.

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(Anonymous)
2009-04-30 10:50 pm UTC (link)
OH MAN I NEED THIS. I'd write it (or attempt to) if I could remember anything at all about Locke's characterization. I could always steal my brother's copy of VI...

There can never be enough love for the thieves.

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-27 12:02 am UTC (link)
FFVII, Cid/Chaos (or transformation during), bondage, dub-con, use of magic, bloodplay.

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(Anonymous)
2008-02-19 07:18 am UTC (link)
Sorry for the late response - one question if you're still interested. Is that with Cid on top? - so the dub-con's on Chaos' part?

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cid/chaos - (Anonymous), 2009-12-04 09:57 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-27 01:33 pm UTC (link)
I'd love some Squall/Rinoa bondage in a hotel room where Squall's the one tied up. Bonus points if his belts are part of it.

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Part One
(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 12:12 pm UTC (link)
He knocked four times on the door in a specific rythm. It was their knock. The door flew open within seconds and Rinoa rushed out, flinging herself into his arms. It all happened so quickly, he barely got a glimpse of her lacy corset, black to match her hair, black sheer panties, and fishnet stockings. He looked left and right, hastily making sure no one was around to see the scandalous display, then dragged her inside.

“You kept me waiting,” she said when she finally released him.

“I got caught up in things. Sorry.” Squall was sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes on the floor rather than her, looking rather uncomfortable.

“You know how boring these business trips are for me. I hate waiting around in the hotel all day.”

“I know. I said I was sorry.”

Rinoa stepped closer to him until his face was practically buried in her abdomen. “That’s not good enough. You have to be punished.”

He looked at her then, surprised, and was met with a broad grin. A smile tugged at his lips, but he contained himself. “Punished how?”

Her hands snaked up his chest to his shoulders, where they slid the jacket off and made their way back down to work his shirt up over his stomach. Her feathery touches sent chills down his spine as she slipped the shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Then she squatted down in front of him and went to work on his belts.

She slowly pulled the leather through the buckles, unfastening the bonds and laying them carefully on the bed beside Squall. She then unbuttoned his pants, and he finally stood up so she could pull them down and drink in his completely nude form.

Her eyes raked over him appreciatively, and he couldn’t help but burn with pride every time she did so. He would never admit how damn hot it made him feel, to know this beautiful woman found him so irresistibly sexy. He stared at her, waiting for her to discard her own clothing, but she smiled deviously and shoved him backwards onto the bed.

His back had barely hit the mattress when she crawled onto the bed, on top of him, scraping the textured fabric of her silky, lacy clothing against his bare body. It took him a moment to realize his belts were clenched between her teeth. She pulled both his arms up, over his head, and positioned his hands near the wooden headboard. She then took the belts and looped them both through the openings in the wood and then tied them securely around his wrists.

Squall reflexively jerked his arms, wanting to know how sturdy his bindings were. She had done a good job. Despite his strength, he couldn’t budge the wooden frame and he certainly couldn’t tear the belts. He looked at her curiously.

“I told you, I have to punish you,” she told him, raising up to stand over him. She lifted one hand to the laces of her corset and very slowly, methodically, untied them. After what seemed like several moments, the corset finally opened and fell away, revealing her creamy breasts.

Squall drew in a quick, sharp breath. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Despite seeing her body numerous times, he still couldn’t get over her beauty, her radiance. When he looked at her naked, he envisioned glowing white angel wings sprouting from her back.

But perhaps this time, he should have imagined little red horns sprouting from her head.

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Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 12:13 pm UTC
Re: Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 12:16 pm UTC
Re: Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-02-07 07:57 am UTC
Re: Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-10-16 07:02 am UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 03:30 am UTC (link)
Zack/Cloud
Sex in some place where they reeeeally shouldn't be (this office of Sephiroth's I hear so much about, perhaps? xD). Handcuffs or some other form of bondage would be lovely, but not necessary.

>3

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 03:32 am UTC (link)
Basch/Balthier... Extremely rough airship sex. >D

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Part One
(Anonymous)
2008-02-17 12:10 pm UTC (link)
a/n: first EVER time writing a kink or any kind of porn...hope this is ok!

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It’s always about their names.

Just don’t say it, Balthier tells him, because it wouldn’t be right, to have Basch calling the name of someone non-existent.

Just don’t say anything, Balthier tells him, after the first few fumbling times and the…intriguing choice of names Basch uses instead. Revelatory was almost too mild a term.

Basch never asks for anything, but his eyes demand. Say it, and Balthier won’t. Say it, and Balthier can’t. Maybe it’s the two years Basch spent away from the light of day, but the man craved acknowledgement almost more than the sex, and Balthier has never been one to satisfy. Frustration is far more interesting, keeps people far more interested, and Basch is no exception.

Why do you want me to say it? Balthier wants to ask, but never will. Perhaps Balthier already knows. Basch fon Ronsenberg was left a name shattered, much as the man himself.

It’s always about their names.

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“Ffamran Mid Bunansa,” says Basch. “Ffamran. Archadian end to end.”

“Is that a fantasy of yours, Captain, or are you referring to my name?”

“What a surprisingly conceited response, considering your usual humility,” says Basch. “Tell me what comes easier to your lips, Ffamran: cock or lies?”

Balthier winces, turns, and is grateful for the pretence of the necessity to pilot; he can avoid looking at Basch.

“Don’t feel too remorseful about not picking it,” Balthier says. “Your current reputation with recognising deception is nothing of which to be proud.”

“True. But have you heard of my reputation for retribution?”

The only warning Balthier has is the sound of leather creaking when Basch stands; the man walks like a cat. Balthier can scarcely start to turn before there’s a hand on his neck, a vice on his reason. He swears, lets the controls go, pushes himself out of the chair. He can’t shake Basch’s grip though. Balthier stands a half a head taller than the knight, almost as wide in the shoulders, but as much as he twists, he can’t make Basch let go.

Balthier reaches for his gun.

Basch pre-empts the move. The gun skitters across the Strahl’s deck, comes to rest in a corner. Basch’s free hand returns to Balthier’s belt, works at the buckle deftly. The belt whips free of pant-loops, and gun holster and belt knife as well as belt all hit the floor.

Balthier wonders if deception always strikes the knight so; if Vossler had taken this, if even Basch’s brother had been dealt such retaliation. Balthier twists, tries to free himself, finds himself rapidly outmanoeuvred, and his head slammed into the console. Again. He reels. The Strahl follows.

Basch leans with the ship’s fall, pushing into Balthier. The pilot stutters at what he feels burning against his arse through two layers of cloth, stumbles at what it makes him feel. His fingers snake out for the Strahl’s controls, trembling.

Balthier tries to step, dip; Basch pins him. Tries to twist; Basch fixes him. Tries to beg; Basch laughs at him, reminds him of how much succour begging Archadia ever effected for anyone; reminds him that this is not Basch and Balthier; this is for Dalmasca, for Landis, for the satisfaction of everyone but Basch.

Balthier doubts the truth of that, but he is not in the position to articulate such a point via any method bar acquiescence.

With the security of the belt removed, Balthier’s pants follow, peeled down the length of his thighs without care for chafing. The leather rips into him when it catches on clammy skin and hair. Basch steps on the material where it stops between Balthier’s ankles – an effective shackle if any. Balthier struggles to gain a few inches along the console as he hears Basch’s belt hit the floor; he slaps the auto pilot toggle, his last desperate reasoning thought.

And then there is no more time for thought, for reason, or for desperation.

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Part Two - (Anonymous), 2008-02-17 12:13 pm UTC
Part Three - (Anonymous), 2008-02-17 12:33 pm UTC
Part Four (Last) - (Anonymous), 2008-02-17 12:34 pm UTC
Re: Part Four (Last) - (Anonymous), 2008-02-19 01:10 pm UTC
Re: Part Four (Last) - (Anonymous), 2008-02-19 01:49 pm UTC
OP HURRRR - (Anonymous), 2008-02-28 11:02 am UTC
Re: OP HURRRR - (Anonymous), 2008-02-28 11:29 am UTC
Re: Part Four (Last) - (Anonymous), 2008-03-04 09:45 am UTC
Re: Part Four (Last) - (Anonymous), 2008-03-17 08:29 am UTC
Heheh - (Anonymous), 2008-03-19 03:59 am UTC
Re: Part Four (Last) - (Anonymous), 2009-01-21 10:43 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 03:34 am UTC (link)
How about a threesome with Basch, Vaan, and Balthier? Threesomes are kinky enough for me!

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 03:36 am UTC (link)
Rikku/Paine
Rikku teasing Paine (take that in whatever sense you will xD) with the others around

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 05:08 am UTC (link)
Anonymouse is all over this like lesbian on the Gullwings.

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(no subject) - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 05:29 am UTC
a kink in four parts! [1] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:03 am UTC
a kink in four parts! [2] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:07 am UTC
a kink in four parts! [3] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:09 am UTC
Re: a kink in four parts! [3] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:33 am UTC
Re: a kink in four parts! [3] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:41 am UTC
NOT OP - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:45 am UTC
Re: NOT OP - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 07:27 am UTC
IS OP - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 06:49 am UTC
Re: IS OP - (Anonymous), 2008-01-28 07:28 am UTC
"my best friends are lesbians!" [1] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 11:37 pm UTC
"my best friends are lesbians!" [2] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 11:40 pm UTC
Re: "my best friends are lesbians!" [2] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-30 01:46 am UTC
Re: "my best friends are lesbians!" [2] - (Anonymous), 2008-01-30 03:23 am UTC
NOT OP... AGAIN! - (Anonymous), 2008-01-30 01:57 am UTC
Re: NOT OP... AGAIN! - (Anonymous), 2008-01-30 03:07 am UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 06:12 am UTC (link)
Gippal/Rikku ; a creative use of Rikku's ridiculously long scarf. Bondage, strange D/s (in which they're both trying to be the dom and neither is willing to compromise) and basically sexy humorous fun times? :'D

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-28 06:52 am UTC (link)
FFVI: AU, Setzer is a pimp, Celes, Terra, and Locke are his whores. Characters (male and female) from various other FF's are the clients. Throw in any other kinks you want!

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-29 12:47 pm UTC (link)
FFIV: Rosa learns why the previous king of Baron never took a wife when she's informed about some very odd laws tied to being queen. Exhibitionism, plus whatever you want! Embarrassing acts in public and keeping the law's existence secret definite pluses, but can easily be left out if not your thing.

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-29 07:22 pm UTC (link)
Jut to be clear, does Cecil know about the laws and is he enforcing them?

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(no subject) - (Anonymous), 2008-01-29 07:29 pm UTC
OP anon replying to self - (Anonymous), 2008-01-31 09:20 pm UTC

(Anonymous)
2008-01-29 08:23 pm UTC (link)
Aerith/Leon, Kingdom Hearts (KH counts as far as FF spin-offs go, right?) playing with bondage, preferably with Leon shirtless and hogtied while Aerith teases him. Ice, tickling, whatever you want, be creative. ;D

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(Anonymous)
2008-01-31 12:54 am UTC (link)
FFVIII, Quistis/Rinoa: First time (with a woman, at least) and cunnilingus - preferably with the two of them both giving and receiving in the fic.

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