Final Fantasy 8: By the Garden's Light
by PJ

The T-Rexaur roared at Quistis and Squall, blasting them with a powerful torrent of foul, charnel breath.

"Separate!  Hit his right side, I'll take his left!" shouted Squall over the thunder of the T- Rexaur's challenge.

Quistis squeezed the handle of her chain whip apprehensively.  She had studied battle tactics all her life, but rarely had she been forced to utilize them in actual combat, and never against such a huge monster as the T-Rexaur.

Squall raced towards the edge of the clearing, leveling his gunblade and firing a round at the lunging dinosaur.  The heavy bullet slapped into the T-Rexaur's thick hide, but failed to penetrate into the monster's vulnerable flesh.  The T-Rexaur roared again, snapping at Squall with a huge maw of fangs that could easily cut the young SeeD in half.

Quistis threw back her right arm and snapped her chain whip at the dinosaur.  The length of chain slashed at the T-Rexaur's right hind leg, scratching his large scales.  The T-Rexaur swung around to face Quistis with surprising swiftness, baring his huge fangs and lunging towards the young woman.  Quistis shrieked, stumbling away from the monster's lethal muzzle.  The T-Rexaur pounded after Quistis, small front claws flexing, eager to tear into Quistis' flesh.

There was a bright flash of light behind the crouching T-Rexaur.  Intense heat washed over the dinosaur and Quistis as Squall summoned his Guardian Force, Ifrit, into the physical world.  The muscular fire spirit rose into the air, glaring down at the surprised T-Rexaur.  A blinding ball of fire swirled in front of Ifrit, which the GF slammed down upon the dinosaur.  T-Rexaur reeled beneath the assault, the stench of charred flesh choking Quistis as scales melted and flesh bubbled and dripped away from bone.  The T-Rexaur roared in agony, stumbling on his massive feet, nearly falling to the ground.

Standing straight, Quistis extended her arms in front of her and summoned her own Guardian Force, Shiva.  The air around Quistis became chill, her breath was visible as a huge spike of crystalline ice exploded up from the ground.  The ice shattered like glass, making the very air vibrate.  A beautiful woman with light blue skin and shimmering gold hair extended out her lithe arms and pointed them at the wary T-Rexaur.  A blast of freezing air roared over Quistis, depositing a thick sheen of ice around the T-Rexaur and everything around him.  Transforming into a chill mist, Shiva swirled around Quistis, caressing the young woman's shivering body, planting a frigid kiss upon Quistis' graceful neck.

The T-Rexaur broke his icy prison, but the effort used up the last of the dinosaur's strength.
While brittle scales broke and fell away from his ice-ravaged body, the T-Rexaur trembled and crashed to the ground.  The dying monster whimpered once, then fell still.

"Quistis!" called out Squall, circling the dead monster and racing towards his instructor and friend.

Quistis dropped her chain whip and hugged Squall tightly, relief and terror making her shake in the young warrior's arms.

Self-consciously, Squall disengaged himself from Quistis' embrace and sheathed his gunblade.

"I hope this place that you wanted to show me is worth it," said Squall wryly.

"It is," replied Quistis, looking up at Squall with bright eyes behind her glasses.
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The rear of the Training Center was at the eastern edge of Balamb Garden.  The balcony that Quistis and Squall approached offered a view of the entire Garden, its center spiral rising into the clear, night sky, the runes of protection shining with white fire.

"It's..impressive," remarked Squall, glancing to his left and right where other couples whispered to each other or groped in the shadows.

"I wanted you to see it, I wanted to be here with you," said Quistis softly, taking Squall's left hand and leading him to the balcony railing.

"Um, what's on your mind?" asked Squall, very aware of Quistis' close proximity, the scent of her body and the sweat that still lingered from their battles through the Training Center.

Quistis leaned forward against the balcony rail.  "I just resigned as an instructor, I'm just an ordinary SeeD now."

"Why did you do that?" inquired Squall, frowning in puzzlement.

Quistis straightened, turned to look up at Squall intently.

"I don't want to be your instructor anymore.  An instructor can't get personally involved with her students, even when she finds someone special, someone she wants to be close to."

"Quistis..," stammered Squall.

Quistis grasped Squall's hands and leaned forward on her tiptoes, kissing him softly on the lips.  Time froze, the world, the Garden fell away, only Quistis' warm lips remained.  Squall wrapped his right arm around Quistis' slim waist and buried his left hand in the girl's bound golden hair.  Quistis slipped her thin arms around Squall's neck, kissed him harder, more passionately.  There were whispers and giggles as Squall kissed his former instructor, holding her body tightly against his, the sensation of her breasts pressing against his chest making Squall's heart pound.

"Take me, right here," panted Quistis, hopping up onto the balcony rail, spreading her legs for Squall as she unbuttoned her red jacket.

Skin flushed with excitement, Squall stood in-between Quistis' outspread legs, helping her out of her jacket and shirt, loosening her gleaming blonde hair.  Quistis and Squall entwined their arms around each other again, kissing hungrily, lust raging inside them.  Quistis threw back her head and arched her back while Squall sucked on her tits, licking her brown nipples to hardness, sliding his tongue across her flat belly.  Squall inserted his right hand into Quistis' panties while he sucked wetly on her right breast, his fingers stroking her clit, making her cunt shiver with pleasure.
Quistis buried her nose in Squall's musky, dark hair, her arms around his neck as he sucked on her engorged nipple, his hand rubbing her crotch, caressing her warm labia folds.

"Fuck me," whispered Quistis into Squall's left ear before she licked it with her tongue.

Grinning, Squall backed away to remove Quistis' panties.  Unbuckling his leather pants, Squall grasped his cock and drew close to Quistis, rubbing the bloated head against the girl's pussy lips before slowly slipping it into her cunt.  Quistis hugged Squall's strong neck, her legs grasping his hips as he began thrusting into her vagina, driving into her body.  Quistis moaned, pressing her face against Squall's cheek, her breath quickening while Squall held her waist, pumped his shaft into her moist slit.  Squall lowered his right hand to Quistis' small ass, squeezed her left buttock as he pushed into her again and again.  Quistis moaned into Squall's throat, raised her mouth to kiss Squall's lips.  Quistis explored Squall's mouth with her tongue, thrusting forward with her shapely hips, forcing Squall's prick deeper into her tight cunt.

Flushed and perspiring, Quistis pressed her palms against Squall's chest, signaling him to stop.  She lowered herself from the railing and turned around, presenting Squall with her bare, smooth ass.  Realizing her desire, Squall grasped Quistis' hips and replaced his cock inside her slick pussy, his crotch slapping against her warm buttocks.  Quistis gasped in ecstasy, holding onto the railing with her slender fingers, her breasts shaking as she thrust out with her ass, Squall's prick stabbing into her clenched belly.  Squall entwined his arms around Quistis' waist, lowered his hands to her crotch to scratch her bush of blonde pubic hair and massage her shivering clit.  Quistis' gasps became louder, her moans filled the balcony and echoed through the night as fire grew within her belly and spread to her pussy, exploding in a fireball of sensual bliss.  Squall gritted his teeth as he climaxed, his semen flooding into Quistis' vagina, overflowing out to drip down her slim, bare legs.

Quistis stood up and leaned back against Squall.  Squall panted against the back of Quistis' neck, his breath warm over her creamy skin.  He cupped Quistis' left breast, squeezing and fondling it as he stroked her glistening pussy, inhaling the arousing scent of her sated body.

The End.

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