Re: Fill: Final Fantasy XIII - Fang/Light (+ Serah/Vanille) Someone Else's Dream Celebration 2/3dagas_isaJune 30 2011, 17:08:37 UTC
Lightning twitches as she looks out at the sea of people sitting on the beach. She knew it was a mistake to leave all the party planning in the hands of her sister and newly-minted sister-in-law.
“Nervous, Light?” Fang says as her long fingers struggle with the bowtie.
“I’m going to kill them.” When Fang laughs, Lightning whips towards her, sending her curled-for-the-ceremony hair lashing out behind her. “You? Why are you so amused?”
Fang wraps an arm around Lightning’s shoulders and pulls her in closely, reminding Lightning that they should be having more wedding night shenanigans and fewer guests to entertain. “Because I know a few things.” Once the words go into Lightning’s ears, she feels her new wife's lips kiss a line down her neck. A shiver goes up Lightning's spine, and the urge to strangle Serah and Vanille grows as Lightning realizes that time alone with Fang will be delayed until the late night hours at least. It’s the few rough breath-stealing kisses from Fang that tide her over.
“Do you want to know what I know?” Fang asks, when she pulls back. Her eyes sparkle.
Lightning takes the bait, a little too breathless to be openly surly. “What do you know?”
“When those two get married, payback will be fair game.”
“Vanille and Serah…?” Lightning stands stunned at the possibility. “Seriously?”
Fang doesn’t answer directly. “How’s Serah with frogs? Vanille hates them. Ten or so of those critters at their ceremony, and I guarantee no one will even remember us ducking out of the reception very early.”
"Frogs, huh?" Lightning smirks. “Sounds like a plan.”
Fang offers her arm. “Let’s go greet the admiring masses.”
Lightning straightens her wrap and takes a deep breath before she links elbows with Fang. “All right, let’s get this over with.”
Re: Fill: Final Fantasy XIII - Fang/Light (+ Serah/Vanille) Someone Else's Dream Celebration 3/3dagas_isaJune 30 2011, 17:09:05 UTC
Afterwards, Fang doesn't breach the subject of the party until that precise point in their honeymoon that Lightning has relaxed. Earlier they sparred, spear to sword, and now they relaxed on the beach with fruity drinks garnished with little paper umbrellas-the second best thing about Cocoon, in Fang's mind.
"As far as parties go, it wasn't as bad as it could be." Fang swirls the umbrella and takes a sip. Mango. Not bad.
"Not as bad as it could be?" Lightning asks, lifting her sunglasses. "The entire town showed up. There were fireworks." Lightning turns over leaving the curve of her back in plain view of Fang's admiration. "The whole town showed up. There were fireworks. That was not a small, intimate celebration between family and friends."
Fang sighs. "For Vanille, that is her idea of a small celebration. Weddings on Gran Pulse…well, they're usually communal events. Bunches of couples get married on the same day and then parties until at least the third night afterwards."
"There were chocobos."
"A chocobo."
"One chocobo too many." Lightning pulls herself back up into a sitting position. "It was our day."
"I know, love," Fang takes Lightning's left hand, where the shining wedding ring covers it. "But we've got our whole lives ahead of us."
"We do," Lightning says.
Fang runs her hands up Lightning's arms and pulls her closer. They've still got a few more days alone on this island before they have to return to Bodhum, and Fang intends to make full use of them. "And we have much better things to do now."
“Nervous, Light?” Fang says as her long fingers struggle with the bowtie.
“I’m going to kill them.” When Fang laughs, Lightning whips towards her, sending her curled-for-the-ceremony hair lashing out behind her. “You? Why are you so amused?”
Fang wraps an arm around Lightning’s shoulders and pulls her in closely, reminding Lightning that they should be having more wedding night shenanigans and fewer guests to entertain. “Because I know a few things.” Once the words go into Lightning’s ears, she feels her new wife's lips kiss a line down her neck. A shiver goes up Lightning's spine, and the urge to strangle Serah and Vanille grows as Lightning realizes that time alone with Fang will be delayed until the late night hours at least. It’s the few rough breath-stealing kisses from Fang that tide her over.
“Do you want to know what I know?” Fang asks, when she pulls back. Her eyes sparkle.
Lightning takes the bait, a little too breathless to be openly surly. “What do you know?”
“When those two get married, payback will be fair game.”
“Vanille and Serah…?” Lightning stands stunned at the possibility. “Seriously?”
Fang doesn’t answer directly. “How’s Serah with frogs? Vanille hates them. Ten or so of those critters at their ceremony, and I guarantee no one will even remember us ducking out of the reception very early.”
"Frogs, huh?" Lightning smirks. “Sounds like a plan.”
Fang offers her arm. “Let’s go greet the admiring masses.”
Lightning straightens her wrap and takes a deep breath before she links elbows with Fang. “All right, let’s get this over with.”
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"As far as parties go, it wasn't as bad as it could be." Fang swirls the umbrella and takes a sip. Mango. Not bad.
"Not as bad as it could be?" Lightning asks, lifting her sunglasses. "The entire town showed up. There were fireworks." Lightning turns over leaving the curve of her back in plain view of Fang's admiration. "The whole town showed up. There were fireworks. That was not a small, intimate celebration between family and friends."
Fang sighs. "For Vanille, that is her idea of a small celebration. Weddings on Gran Pulse…well, they're usually communal events. Bunches of couples get married on the same day and then parties until at least the third night afterwards."
"There were chocobos."
"A chocobo."
"One chocobo too many." Lightning pulls herself back up into a sitting position. "It was our day."
"I know, love," Fang takes Lightning's left hand, where the shining wedding ring covers it. "But we've got our whole lives ahead of us."
"We do," Lightning says.
Fang runs her hands up Lightning's arms and pulls her closer. They've still got a few more days alone on this island before they have to return to Bodhum, and Fang intends to make full use of them. "And we have much better things to do now."
Lightning smiles. "There's always frogs."
"That's the spirit."
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