Thread: Learning How to Fly (ClearSight x Vawnie Bear)

Lightning's protest, if that was what it truly was, was quickly squashed by a more sure warrior, Fang, she knew what she wanted. Lightning couldn't move, or more precisely felt a desire not to, to let whatever was coming happen as her aqua eyes peered into Fang's, getting a peek at the desire within the brilliant green orbs. She wanted Light and for someone who felt so alone there was a certain comfort out of knowing somebody wanted her, and with Fang, with this ridiculous woman who always said what was on her mind, Light knew it was genuine. So even before their bodies touched she was sinking deeper and coming more under Fang's area of influence, eyes quivering slightly. Then it came, powerful thighs against her own, incredible breasts pushing up against hers, the heat of another person warming her body. She could do nothing but swallow as Fang moved in, lips brushing against hers and a small moan escaping, muffled as Lightning attempted to stop it but the noise still escaping for Fang to hear. Yet when Lightning expected it to end it did not, the kiss in fact became deeper, that tantalizing tongue danced across her lips and hands initially raised to keep some distance between them instead lost strength and clung at Fang's clothing. Lightning wasn't sure how long their bodies pressed up against one another or how long the kiss lasted, the only thing she knew was that it stopped when the train came to a halt, the voice over the intercom causing Lightning to pull her mouth from Fang's and she was panting with a rather adorable flustered expression as she tried desperately to regain some composure as onlookers snickered and stared on their way off the train. At that Lightning pulled away, slipping from Fang's grasp but not running or showing regret, instead she moved towards the door of the train and then turned around, looking at Fang, her bosom still heaving as she caught her breath, waiting and obviously having made up her mind amidst the extended lip lock. Of course there were still conflicting emotions swirling around the soldier's head, thoughts of how much could go wrong, that she would be putting herself in a stupid situation by being with Fang. Hell she was even thinking about the amount of time it had been since she had been kissed like that, to which she came up with one answer, never. Lightning wasn't terribly experienced, she lived for and raised Serah, she kept herself closed off, and to match her cold and sometimes cruel attitude she had been called frigid by more than one impatient person. Light wasn't open to love and caught in the crossfire she had found herself retreating from contact all together, which had only become worse with her L'cie status. So with that kiss, and the passion and desire behind it, Lightning was on a path she couldn't deny she wanted, though neither would she admit it. Simply, she wanted Fang, she needed what Fang was offering her, she needed contact and Fang was pushing her way through the tough exterior to get at what was inside. Perhaps she knew what others seemed to doubt, that there was something worth the trouble lying in wait. Regardless, she was already getting a peek, a Lightning with her mind made up standing at the door of the train, waiting for Fang to join her.