Kinship

"I feel like you're 'trying' to piss me off..." said Zidane, hanging out with Andrew in his private suite at the Manderville Gold Saucer, a massive, Cactuar-shaped casino located in Southern Thanalan, an area southeast of Ul'dah. The owner of the Gold Saucer, Godbert Manderville, was one of the few Master Goldsmiths in the world, so Andrew had become his chief purveyor of gold, strengthening Nanamo's position and securing himself a place to cut loose.

"Believe it or not, this was Garnet's idea," contended Andrew, wearing a relaxed smile as he accepted a glass of champagne offered to him by a petite, raven-haired Miqo'te wearing little more than a black string bikini, stockings, a garter belt, and high heels.

After sipping his champagne, Andrew added, "She pushed me to become an Envoy and encouraged me to procure at least three Proxies per world I link. I was satisfied serving as her Knight and Consort, but you won't hear me complaining about how things have developed..."

"If you did, I might legitimately stab you..." remarked Zidane, his face red and blue eyes sparkling as twin, auburn-haired Hyurs wearing bunny suits nestled against him from both sides, the younger of the two sisters giving him an over-the-pants handjob as they kissed his neck and collarbone. He didn't approve of Andrew philandering after his marriage to Garnet, but he couldn't deny the women of other worlds were outstanding and, though it never really bothered him in the past, clean...

"But yeah, that's what I've been up to the past few weeks," said Andrew, having spent the last hour or so recounting his experiences in the worlds of Final Fantasy XIV, X, and VII. Zidane had recently returned to the Mist Continent with Freya, Steiner, and Vivi after it was determined they would leave the Iifa Tree alone, at least for the time being, so Andrew felt it was only natural the two of them catch up. To that end, where better for a pair of perverted brigands to bond than a grand casino filled with bunny girls?

Demonstrating that his envy was 'mostly' superficial, Zidane asked, "Do you need my help?" with a genuine glimmer of concern and resolution in his stark blue eyes. He and Andrew may have grown apart over the past few months, but he still viewed the latter as his family. If Andrew needed his help, he would be there.

"If you're willing, I was actually considering dispatching you to one of the worlds I've yet to link and explore," revealed Andrew, specifically referring to Final Fantasy VI. He felt that he had severely hindered Zidane's growth by derailing his confrontation with Kuja, and Final Fantasy VI had some of the most extreme power scaling along with a culture not all that dissimilar to Final Fantasy IX's. Andrew had thought to go there to encounter Terra, an exceptionally powerful Trance user, but just as Zidane considered him family, he also wanted to see his rogue of a younger brother succeed and find happiness.

Shrugging lackadaisically, Zidane replied, "I've got nothing better to do. Present company excluded, of course..."

Since the twins were becoming increasingly daring, Zidane eventually felt emboldened enough to cop a feel of their breasts. When they didn't strike or protest, he slid his left hand down to the butt of the older twin, rubbing it affectionately as a cheeky smile developed across his face.

"Before that, you should take some time off and enjoy yourself here," said Andrew, smiling as he added, "I arranged for you to have VVIP privileges for the next thirty days, so feel free to cut loose. Just be careful not to go bankrupt at the casino. You have a fairly ludicrous credit limit of a million Gil, so if you somehow spend or lose it, I'm shaving your tail to make you look like a rat..."

"Fine, but if I turn a profit, I get to keep the excess. Deal?" asked Zidane.

"I set up the line of credit specifically for you, so if you manage to turn a profit using it, the excess would obviously belong to you," replied Andrew, shaking his head and raising his hand to prevent the raven-haired Miqo'te from sitting on his lap. He was fond of cat girls and loved watching them, but Y'shtola would literally bite him if she found out he fooled around with one of her kin instead of her. He might be a bastard with multiple women, but he did his best to respect the boundaries set by each of them.

Seeing Andrew gesture toward Zidane with his head, the raven-haired Miqo'te smiled cattily before surprising the younger-looking Genome by straddling him, linking her arms around his neck, and kissing him as the twin Hyur began peeling away his clothes. What followed was a night he wouldn't soon forget and one he would have to share with Andrew some other time as the latter had already disappeared, leaving him at the mercy of the seven bunny girls assigned to attend him...

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Though Tifa was fairly shy, preferring to have sex alone, Aerith didn't mind sharing and even coordinating with others, the twenty-two-year-old Cetra unabashedly licking Andrew's dick alongside Yuna as he expertly fingered their wet, pulsating pussies. Unfortunately for them, their turn would have to wait as Garnet sat atop Andrew's shins, eyes narrowed as she caressed her smooth but noticeably pregnant belly. She was closing in on eighteen weeks pregnant, and it showed.

"That will suffice," said Garnet, her voice regal and queenly, prompting Yuna and Aerith to cease their ministrations, raise their heads, and wipe their mouths as she crawled further up Andrew's body, sheathing herself onto his cock with a pleasured shudder. She had a powerful barrier magic applied directly to her womb, courtesy of Y'shtola, so even if Andrew was a bit forceful, there was little risk of an 'accident' occurring.

Recovering from her slight orgasm, Garnet opened her eyes, her narrow-eyed smile becoming more prominent as she said, "You may move..." in a permissive tone. The purpose of the foursome was to reinforce the notion she was Andrew's primary wife, the one who 'permitted' him to act as he pleased in other worlds. Aerith and Yuna were likely to become the rulers of their respective worlds, meaning there was a good chance they would marry Andrew, so Garnet felt 'obligated' to show them who was in charge and offer them advice on how to rule their future Kingdoms...

With Garnet permitting him, Andrew began a slow but deliberate piston, targetting her weak spots while supporting her hips with his hands and tail. Garnet was the reason he could enjoy his current lifestyle, so while it was a little embarrassing, he was more than happy to facilitate her show of dominance. Nearly everything he did was for her, their unborn child, and the Kingdom of Alexandria, so even if she abruptly forbade him from sleeping with other women, he could only apologize to the others as she was, and forever would be, his undisputed number one.

Spreading her arms, Garnet maintained her alluring, controlling smile as she gestured to Aerith and Yuna, stating, "Attend me," in a calm but self-assured tone. The duo was a little confused at first, but when they drew closer and Garnet hugged their heads to her breasts, they dutifully began sucking her nipples while Andrew resumed fingering their increasingly wet and desirous holes...

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"Are you sure about this...?" asked Cloud, frowning as he stood roughly 15m from Andrew with his iconic Buster Sword, adorned with two glowing green Materia, at the ready.

"In my recollections, you're able to go toe to toe with Sephiroth and other powerful foes," said Andrew, brandishing a pair of wakizashi-style katanas in a relaxed, transitory posture as he added, "Show me the power and skill of a SOLDIER 1st Class..."

"Just remember. You asked for this..." muttered Cloud, accelerating toward Andrew so abruptly that he appeared to flicker and vanish, reducing the distance between them in the blink of an eye as he swung his 35kg sword in a swift, downward motion.

Raising the two wakizashi, Andrew managed to block Cloud's overhead strike, but the force behind it, manifesting as a blue mist, nearly pushed him to one knee as the metal floor beneath him cratered.

'Holy fucking shit...!' Andrew exclaimed internally, pushing Cloud away and leaping backward with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. He knew Cloud was strong, but the force behind his blow was comparable to a fully-loaded semi-truck. Andrew genuinely didn't know how he was able to block it.

Zigzagging toward Andrew at high speed, Cloud's figure flickered several times before he swept his sword in a wide, sweeping arc that left behind a thin, bluish-white crescent. This time, however, Andrew was much better prepared, choosing not to try and block the blow. Instead, he leaped over it as Cloud, the latter tracking his Haste-empowered movements with his head and eyes. Fortunately, while the blonde-haired supersoldier could wield his massive sword as if it was produced from styrofoam, he couldn't alter its trajectory mid-swing.

Using the momentum of his swing, Cloud bent his knees, tucked his body, and allowed himself to pivot on the heel of his right foot as he blocked the crisscrossing slashes of Andrew with the broad side of his Buster Sword. In the immediate aftermath, he kicked off the ground, leaping backward and flipping over to regain his footing as he held his sword in a defensive posture, curtly remarking, "You're fast..." before swinging his sword and holding it behind him with his right hand as he rapidly gathered lightning-elemental energy in his left.

Resisting the urge to retort that Cloud was an asshole, Andrew equipped an ornate blue ring with a distinctive lightning motif. As a result, when Cloud's lightning magic, Thundara, struck him nigh-instantaneously, the energy spread across the surface of his body harmlessly.

Exhibiting the most surprise Andrew had seen on his face, Cloud raised his brows a little over a millimeter as he remarked, "Neat trick."

Without giving Andrew time to quip, Cloud swung his sword in an upward slicing motion, producing a trail of greenish-blue mist as he sent a large, fast-moving crescent of energy whizzing toward him. In the same series of motions, he kicked off the ground, following behind the blade of energy and leaping into the air as Andrew jumped to evade.

Feeling annoyed, Andrew crossed his wakizashi, channeling as much energy into them as he could before Cloud smashed his oversized sword into them. Instead, Cloud abruptly one-handed his sword, reaching out with his left hand to grasp Andrew's frontmost wrist and forcing him to smack himself in the face with the backs of his wakizashi.

'Oh, this motherfucker...!' internalized Andrew, adopting a ferocious smile as fire and wind-elemental energy surged from his body, fusing together and empowering one another as he appeared to explode into a miniature sun. Cloud emerged from the ball of flame unscathed, but as he landed on the ground, his expression became serious as he witnessed the inferno expanding rapidly.

"What are you, Ifrit?" quipped Cloud, adopting a stance with his sword facing sideways, holding the handle with his right hand and placing his left near the tip as he closed his eyes and began to focus the energy in his body, amplifying it with that of his surroundings. A greenish-blue aura quickly enveloped his body, and when Andrew threw the massive sphere of flame at him, he leaped directly into it, protected by the energy forming a cone around and accelerating his body.

Not expecting Cloud to abruptly emerge from the ball of flames he had just tossed, Andrew's eyes widened, his tail straightening out as he tried to raise his wakizashi in a defensive posture. This time, Cloud didn't attempt to grab his wrist. Instead, his figure accelerated, becoming phantomesque as he zipped past Andrew in an instant, bifurcating him at the waist...

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