Poison

A/N: just a little something I cooked up randomly. It’s a fanfic for my series Final Fantasy: Reality. All the characters here belong to me and I made them up. Borrow them and die painfully. This was inspired while I was drawing and listening to Poison by Groove Coverage. This is my first shot at porn and I don’t know if I labeled everything right on it, so gimme a break and help me out if it sucks at all, ok.

Pairings: Jenova/(chick)Damien, Cole/(chick)Damien

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Poison

He wasn’t sure how it had happened, or why. It was all such a shock to him, and his friends. For a while, he refused to leave his room, but then she got in, and all he wanted was out.
“You know,” the slightly mocking voice of his fiance’s split self said as she pushed him backwards onto the bed, he crawled back, fast, only stopping when the wall at the head of the bed impeded his progress. “Tits look good on you, Blondie.” And she had a point, the strange turn of events that had kept him shut in his room and overly self-conscious, was a sudden switch in his gender. Damien Cain, known for being an extremely attractive young man, was now Damien Cain, an extremely attractive young woman. His fiancé, Azuril, had been bringing him dinner, the plate untouched on the bedside table, when suddenly, her eyes had turned blood red, the signal that her psychotic split self, known only as Jenova, had taken control. She had a tendency to use him as her plaything, and leave Azuril picking up the pieces. Everyone in their group had left, Bobby and Skayr headed for the bar Bobby’s boyfriend worked in, Miko and Annakhin shopping, Zykan with them. Cole had been napping when last she saw him and she took this as her chance to take her new toy for a test-drive. She crawled across the bed towards him, eyeing him up in his now female body. “I think I could learn to like this.” then she lashed out quickly, yanking the small shirt her now female fiancé was wearing down under the sizable breasts her fiancé had acquired. Damien sat perfectly still, being this close to her and having his clothes ripped off would normally have had him jumping her by now, but he couldn’t feel anything aside from some mild bit of fear and some embarrassment at being exposed the way he was. His jeans were easily ripped away next, he wasn’t wearing anything on his feet, so she didn’t need to bother there. Now all he was clad in was the small shirt, that was pulled down so that his arms were pinned, and the panties his fiancé had bought for him, she was the only one that knew he’d had the sudden switch, and tried to keep it a secret from the rest of their friends. She moved her hands down his sides, stopping at his hips, licking her lips a bit as she eyed her fiancé up again.

(We’re now referring to Damien as a she, or I’ll just start laughing while I write. Ok? Ok. Good. Let’s move on...)

Damien shut her eyes when Jenova leaned closer, gasping lightly when she felt a tongue run over one of her nipples. Jenova pulled back for a few seconds, then she was back at it again, licking and sucking one breast, playing with the other, rolling the nipple between her fingers and massaging the soft flesh lightly with her fingertips. Damien gave a tiny moan, the sensations she was feeling were familiar but at the same time new to her. She gave a sharper gasp when she was shoved over onto her back, arms still pinned by her shirt, Jenova moving over her, on all fours above her. “Now, where was I...?” she said, ghosting her fingertips over her prey’s chest again, “oh, yes,” she grabbed a breast firmly with one hand, “I remember now...” she leaned down and licked at Damien’s nipple again, catching it between her teeth, running her tongue over it again, eliciting another tiny moan from the blond under her. She took her mouth away from the mildly abused nipple, letting her fingers take over toying with the soft breasts, making Damien moan again. She let her eyes move down the slender body under her, stopping at the half clad solely in a pair of white panties, legs spread enough to allow her to settle between them while toying with her prey. “Hm, let’s see here...” she said in a slightly playful tone, rubbing the hot area between Damien’s legs through the thin fabric, Damien moaned again, the heat in the pit of her stomach moving lower to the spot between her legs that Jenova was still caressing through the fabric of her panties. Damien’s breath quickened, turning into soft panting as the heat increased. Jenova’s mouth was on her again, biting and sucking at her nipples again, she was starting to lose herself in it all, then she felt a pain between her legs and something inside her, giving a small cry. “Don’t tell me your new body’s virgin, lover.” Jenova teased, “This’ll be fun then.” she moved her fingers around inside her prey, pumping in and out a bit, leaning down to catch a nipple between her teeth again, biting it lightly, sucking a second later, her other hand pinching the other nipple, playing with it. Damien was sweating and moaning, breaths coming in heavy pants now, feeling cool air on the hot spot between her legs as the panties were removed, leaving her completely nude under her miniskirt clad fiancé, whose fingers were exploring the space between her legs again, pushing past the surface, rubbing her hot, wet walls, pushing in further, continuing the massaging touches. Damien whimpered, pushing down on the fingers in her, there was a feeling she was trying to get, it was there, but not completely. There was a jolt of pleasure that just wasn’t quite there. She looked up when the fingers left her and Jenova moved away from her.
“W-what are you...?” Damien started, then she understood when the miniskirt was pushed down to expose Jenova’s chest, slightly larger than Damien’s, and it was a sight Damien knew well. She grabbed a breast, fingering it, licking the nipple on the other, Jenova letting her play for a moment before a wicked smirk spread over her face. She pulled her own panties off, pushing the bottom of her skirt up above her hips and sitting back on the bed, spreading her legs, exposing her wet clit.
“You know what to do.” she said, still smirking. Damien wasn’t surprised by the command, so she set to work, licking the wet heat between Jenova’s legs, sticking her tongue in a bit, then sucking and licking again. Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door.
“Azuril, is everything ok in here? I was getting worr-“ Cole started as he stepped into the room, stopping almost immediately to stare dumbly, Jenova was giving him a ‘what the hell do you want?’ look and a vaguely familiar blond woman was sitting up from her spot between Jenova’s legs. Cole blinked a bit, the blond was a new face to him, but he couldn’t help but think he’d seen her somewhere before. She was pretty, young, and had an innocence about her that again seemed familiar to him. Then he realized she was naked and Jenova was nearly naked. But again, all he did was stare, cheeks reddening as he did so. The blond had him stunned, full, perky breasts, long, slender legs, and he could just barely see the wetness between her legs with the way she was seated. He just barely noticed the smirk on Jenova’s face before she stood up and sauntered over to him...

Cole was panting and gasping, a tongue was running over his slowly hardening member, the mystery blond’s head between his legs, his jeans opened and pulled down low on his hips. He was leaning back against the wall heavily, seated at the head of the bed, Jenova kneeling behind the blond, whose ass was in the air, thanks to Jenova keeping it there, spreading it to get at the wet heat there, running her tongue over it, Cole shuddering as the blond gasped while the head of his erection was in her mouth. Jenova continued her assault on the blond’s wet clit, licking and sucking, pushing her tongue in a bit, probing around. She pulled back for a second, then nipped at the blond’s petals, a muffled moan moved her to continue her torture. Cole was in pain, shuddering more when the blond moaned, she’d taken him in her mouth to the hilt, and the heat was killing him. Another moan made him whine. At the sound of Cole’s whining, Jenova smirked and moved the blond’s petals aside with her fingers, tongue circling the newly exposed nub, teeth scraping it a bit, making the blond cry out, Cole giving a heavy moan as she did so. Jenova’s tongue was in the blond again, probing around, the hot breaths of air hitting her were driving the blond crazy, making her moan and cry out around Cole’s hardened member, Cole moaning and pushing her head down onto him more. The tongue left her and a hard suck, enough to leave a mark made her pull back from Cole, crying out again, fingers pushed into her roughly, making her moan and whimper, shivering and jerking a bit with each hard thrust into her the fingers made. Cole swallowed hard, watching some precome drip off the blond’s chin onto one of her breasts, both of which were shaking as their owner jerked and shuddered and cried out, moaning and whimpering as the thrusting fingers spread themselves a bit, still keeping up the rough thrusts. The blond was about to cry out again when a hot mouth covered hers, a tongue sliding into her mouth hastily, exploring the new cavern. She relaxed into the kiss after a second, responding in time. Cole pulled back after a second, just watching the shuddering, panting blond for a moment, shockingly green eyes darkened with pleasure. The fingers left the blond and the mouth returned, biting and sucking, pointed eyeteeth scraping across the sensitive skin, cutting it a bit. The blond gave a slightly pained gasp, eyes watering a bit. Cole leaned in again, running his tongue along the blond’s bottom lip, requesting entrance, she responded with her own tongue darting out over his, he took the invitation and a small fight for dominance between the two raged, ending in a tie of sloppy kisses, tongues running along each other in and out of their mouths. Cole’s mouth moved down, licking the drop of precome off the blond’s nipple, making her gasp, his tongue playing with her nipple, fingers teasing the other. Jenova pulled away from the blond, wrapping her arms around the blond’s shoulders, pulling her back into a sitting position, sitting behind her, legs spread, the blond resting between them, pressed back against her. She easily pushed the blond’s legs apart, both women facing Cole.
“Ready for a show, Bright Eyes?” Jenova cooed, Cole swallowing hard again. She grabbed the blond’s hand, and guided it down between her legs, ghosting their hands over the wetness there. The blond moaned as Jenova pushed two of her fingers past the surface, two of her own fingers guiding the blond’s deeper into the heat, she started a rhythm, pushing in and out of the blond, eventually, taking her hand away, leaving the blond to her own devices. Cole was so wrapped up in watching the blond toy with herself, eyes on the spot between her legs, that he didn’t notice Jenova relocating until a tongue ran along the underside of his cock, then a hot mouth surrounded the tip, light scrapes of teeth, hard sucking and a surprisingly gentle tongue early had him hitting orgasm, but she seemed to know when it was time to pull back and leave him in pain again. She crawled back over to the blond, pushing her over forward again her head only inches away from Cole. She was getting desperate and hasty in her movements now, grabbing his shaft firmly, tracing the tip with her tongue, licking down the shaft, then taking the tip into her mouth, sucking and licking. Jenova was back behind the blond again, pushing past her petals and massaging the sensitive spot there while trying to come up with something else to do to the blond. Then an idea struck her and she pulled her fingers away from the abused spot between the blond’s legs, getting up on her knees behind the blond, pushing her apart more again. The blond pulled back away from Cole with a scream, burying her face against the sheets on the bed. Cole watched unblinkingly as Jenova held the blond’s hips in place, spread her legs more and then went back to thrusting her own wetness against the blond’s, rubbing against her, making her cry out more. When Jenova moved away again, the blond looked back at her, mildly confused. She’d been so close to orgasm that the sudden loss of contact nearly made her cry, Jenova was still up on her knees behind the blond and the smirk on her face gave it away. The blond moved slowly up Jenova’s body, breasts rubbing against the spot between her legs for a second, her tongue and fingers playing with Jenova’s breasts for a moment before she moved back down, licking and sucking between Jenova’s legs, spreading her and attacking the spot revealed with her tongue, scraping her with her teeth, sucking hard, probing her with her tongue until finally, with a heavy shudder and a wicked smirk, Jenova hit orgasm, the blond pulled back, covered in the juices she’d been gingerly lapping up. As she set to trying to clean herself off a bit, Jenova crawled off the bed, getting her clothes back on. Cole was gripping the sheets tightly, watching the blond’s efforts to clean herself off, running her hands over her chest to get rid of the mess on them, he swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure when she too started to crawl off the bed, unknowingly exposing herself to him completely. As Jenova left and closed the door, he grabbed the blond’s shoulder, she turned to look quizzically at him, his only response was licking some of the fluids off of her face. In her moment of confusion, he gently pushed her back onto the bed, she crawled back away from him, stopping when a wall impeded her progress, he crawled towards her, stopping between her legs, leaning forward again.
“Don’t...” the blond said, turning away from him, shivering when a tongue ran across her breast, “s-stop...”
She gripped the sheets tightly as he continued to tease her, her chest now completely cleaned of, he moved up her neck, licking her face clean as well.

There was something in Damien’s mind that said that he shouldn’t let Cole continue, he knew what it would lead to and he didn’t want to cheat on Azuril, but when he looked down, through the pleasure induced haze, the sight of the still exposed erection made his body heat up, and he felt an ache that needed to be soothed. Cole was far more attractive than he had been when Damien was male, and he had a feeling that if he stayed female, he’d fall for his friend, it would be even harder to go back if he let Cole sleep with him. That in mind, he tried to protest again, but Cole’s hand between his legs made him gasp instead and suddenly, all he wanted was for someone to put out the fire in him and relieved the ache he was feeling. He slid down the wall, laying on his back under Cole, grabbing his wrist and pushing the fingers past the surface more. His mind didn’t care if it was wrong anymore, all of him was silently begging Cole for more.

Cole pulled his hand back a bit, making the blond let go of his wrist, then he pushed her petals aside and roughly assaulted the exposed nub with his mouth, the blond moaning and pushing down against his tongue, he pushed past the surface the slightest bit, pulling back and then attacking again. He sat up, moving over the blond, pushing her legs apart more, readying himself to push into her.

Damien’s mind started to clear a bit when he realized what Cole was going to do, he moaned again as he felt Cole push past the surface the slightest bit, it was starting to hurt a bit the further in he went. He opened his mouth to tell Cole to stop, but only cried out as Cole thrust into him the rest of the way roughly.

Cole shuddered, the blond had taken him in to the hilt, and the tight heat was driving him crazy. It wasn’t until a few thrusts later that he realized the blond was a virgin, he mentally cursed Jenova, she had to have known, and she’d left him there to break the blond. He started to pull back, but a moan from the blond stopped him. Turning back was out of the question now, he was already in her and they were both nearly to the breaking point. He made a decision somewhat against his better judgement and pulled out almost completely, before slamming into her again, she let out a shriek as he continued the rough thrusts into her, finally she hit her climax, her body giving a violent shudder as she had her first orgasm, Cole following not but seconds later. He pulled out of her and flopped down on his stomach next to her, she lay there catching her breath, looking ready to fall asleep right there. Finally, he spoke up.
“Wha-what’s your name?” he asked tiredly. She looked hesitant to answer for a moment, then she looked at him apologetically.
“Damien Cain.”

The End! For now.