Setting: FFX: Airship
Theme + Number: Pattern(s), #16
Warnings: Smut. Spoiler to end of game.
Summary: Airship. Bed. Door with lock. 'Nuff said.
Lulu's nails trace the textured tracks of scar down Auron's chest like a Cloister's glyph. Ice follows, spreading frigid silklike petals that melt on his heated flesh. His teeth bite into the left side of her neck where the curtain of her hair will hide the telltales by day -- maybe. Buckles yield one by one to his searching fingers, and the mage meets his almost fiendlike lunge with equal fire when he takes her by storm.
The pattern is already familiar. Tomorrow's battle with Sin will end it. Tonight is theirs.