A/N: Again, based on the video game. Don't have to know the game blah blah blah. If you like it, let me know!
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Sheena woke up with the sun in her eyes. She groaned and rolled over onto her stomach, burying her face in her pillow.
An amused voice off to her left said, "I forgot how much you hate mornings."
"Damn right," she muttered into her pillow. Sheena turned her head slightly and one eye glared up at Lloyd. "And I forgot how obnoxiously cheerful you are in the mornings."
He laughed and placed a hand on her back. "That's no way to talk to someone you're dating."
She flipped over onto her back again. "I can't help it. I wake up early, the sun shining, birds chirping, no coffee, and my boyfriend all the way on the other side of the bed." She pouted at him, her eyes laughing.
Lloyd reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her close. "Better?"
"Much." She began tracing circles on his bare chest. "Lloyd, what are we going to do today?"
His hand moved up from her waist to her left breast, and she giggled. "Besides that."
"Well, I didn't have any other plans." He squeezed her breast, amused at how quickly her nipple hardened. She placed a wet kiss on his chest as her hand traveled slowly down his body.
"Neither did I." Her fingers wrapped around his cock, rubbing gently as she pulled it gently. His breath hissed through his teeth and he began to knead her large tit.
Sheena pressed closer to him, the breast that wasn't in his hand smushed against his side. He was amazed again that she was so athletic and still so voluptuous, with a figure that drove him mad, and that she wanted him.
As she started to duck under the blankets, he caught her arm. She looked at him in surprise. "Sheena, can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Last night, you asked if you were my first, but you never told me who yours was."
"Oh, damn. Anything but that?" Her face had turned red and she wouldn't look him in the eye.
He was surprised. She was usually open and honest with everyone; this evasion made him nervous. "Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like it's someone I know."
She was completely silent, and he stared. "I know him? But that's still . . ." his face grew pale when she kept looking at her hands. "Not Zelos!"
She looked at her hands. "It was before we ever met. We were at the Research Academy at the same time, and I thought that it was, you know, love." She laughed weakly. "I was young, and stupid, and didn't know what a playboy he was. I was just thrilled that the Chosen was interested in me."
The fact that she was clearly so upset over having to tell him made him feel strange. "So . . . what? Do you still . . .?"
"No, of course not!" Sheena looked up at him, her arms crossed over her chest, hiding her bare breasts. "He refused to let anyone know we were dating, so I dumped him." Her frown was fierce. "I couldn't stay with someone like that."
Lloyd reached out and wrapped his arms around her. "You were both young, and Zelos is . . . well, Zelos."
Her brow smoothed out and she smiled at him. She reached up and held onto his arms. "He's different than he was, now. But he's still an ass." Sheena glanced up at him. "You're not going to ask me anything else, are you?"
"Now that you said that, I sort of want to." He smiled gently and squeezed her.
She sighed. "If you're going to be that way about it . . . Kuchinawa. And that's it."
"Wait, the guy who was working with the Pope?" His eyes were a little surprised.
"Yes, him. We grew up together, and after Zelos I wanted someone who I knew I could trust." She laughed humorlessly. "Great judge of character, huh?"
His arms tightened around her. "Stop it. You were young, and there's nothing wrong with being young."
She smiled up at him and rested her head on his shoulder. "Thanks, Lloyd."
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Lloyd was waiting for Zelos when he got back to his room. Zelos was a little surprised and a little disappointed; he'd planned on having Colette over, and Lloyd being there effectively killed that idea. But then he grinned. "Lloyd, my man, how was it?" He winked lasciviously. "Good, isn't she? I told-"
He broke off as two swords crossed at his throat. He swallowed hard, then said, "She told you, then?"
Lloyd didn't smile. "She told me."
"Everything?"
"Enough."
Zelos laughed nervously. "Lloyd, put the swords away. Don't you want to hear my side of the story?"
For a heartbeat, Lloyd stood there, staring at him. Then he thrust the swords back into their sheathes and leaned against the wall. "Go ahead."
Zelos sat down on the bed and smiled at him. "She told you about her and me, and her and Kuchinawa, right?" Lloyd nodded, and the red-haired man grinned. "Did she tell you about her and me and Kuchinawa?"
"What?"
"That's right. Both of us at once." He smiled, looking at memory. "Drove her absolutely wild, as I recall."
Lloyd moved over to the chair along the wall and sat down, hard. "B-but . . . ." He trailed off, looking at Zelos incredulously, his mind racing. How could he reconcile what he was hearing with the Sheena he knew, the Sheena he thought he was falling in love with?
Then he remembered the Sheena from last night, and things clicked.
Zelos saw the moment when everything went together, and smiled. "Lloyd, if you're willing, I have an idea."
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Sheena went looking for Genis after they got back; Lloyd said he had something to do, and so they went their own ways for a little while. She found Colette, looking flustered over something in the kitchen, and Regal reading before she finally found Genis.
He was sitting in the garden Colette and Raine had planted, reading one of Raine's old books under a half-grown fruit tree, looking every bit the elven scholar. "Genis?"
He looked up, startled, then smiled at her. "Sheena, hi!"
She settled down on the ground next to him, wrapping her arms around her knees. "So, we were going to talk about how to get you and Presea together, right?"
"Um, yeah." He set the book aside and ran a hand through his hair. "I mean, I know she likes me, but there just doesn't seem to . . . ." He blushed and stopped talking.
"Well, there's something right there." Sheena looked at him critically, but not unkindly. "Genis, you need to try to stop blushing whenever you talk about her, or see her, or think about her. She's a strong girl; she needs someone who isn't afraid of his feelings."
He sighed and leaned back against the tree. "I know, but . . ." he shook his head. "I just don't know what else to do."
Sheena laid back and stretched out on the warm grass, her arms over her head, and thought. She didn't notice the way Genis's eyes traveled over her body while she stretched, and by the time she looked at him again, his eyes were back on her face. "Well, what have you been doing?"
"W-well, I . . . I compliment her on things, and whenever she lets me, I kiss her."
"Okay, both good." Her face grew sly. "As long as you aren't complimenting her on stupid guy things, like belching and stuff."
The look he shot her was scandalized. "Of course not! Things like her hair, and how she looks and stuff like that."
She sat up and turned to face him. "You say you kiss her. How?"
He blushed again, and she sighed. "Genis, stop that."
"Well, just, you know, on the lips."
Sheena let out an exasperated sigh. "That's not what I meant, and you know it. Like, how?" Genis was looking really uncomfortable now, and his face was getting redder. Finally, she rolled her eyes. "Show me, then."
"What?"