'Well, that was a unique experience...' thought Andrew, running his fingers through Yuna's hair and caressing her cheek as they lay facing each other in her bed. More notably, though it didn't appear that Yuna could see her, the ethereal figure of a slender woman with long, straight brown hair and brown eyes overlapped her figure, albeit facing in the opposite direction...
Placing her hand over Andrew's, Yuna, her rubicund face adorned with a tired smile, said, "Thank you...I feel...relieved..." as the figure overlapping her's curled up, hugging her body.
"Just be more careful in the future..." said Andrew, leaning forward to kiss Yuna's forehead before stating, "This technology is still new, untested. Let me know or report to Shinra if there are any future issues. I might be busy sometimes, but I'm never too busy to be here if you need me."
"I know..." replied Yuna, her voice trailing off as she closed her eyes. She had been tired even before Andrew's arrival, so after going at it for nearly three hours, she was completely exhausted. According to Lulu, a 'normal' couple only did it for around ten minutes, excluding foreplay, but Andrew was inexhaustible, and Yuna relished every minute of it...
As Yuna fell asleep, the figure of the brunette overlapping her became more defined. A few minutes later, the woman turned over, her face and body position perfectly overlaying Yuna's as she met Andrew's gaze with wide eyes.
"I hope you're not planning anything..." remarked Andrew, wearing a half-lidded expression. He didn't recall Lenne doing anything to harm Yuna in the game, but her superimposed memories over the Dressphere weren't completely innocuous. If they were, Yuna wouldn't have become sad and depressed after donning her.
In a two-layered voice, one belonging to Yuna and the other far huskier, the woman asked, "You can see me...?"
"I could 'feel' you as well," mused Andrew, adopting a smile and winking. Yuna had definitely been his focus during their lovemaking, but he hadn't been oblivious to the moderately more developed figure overlapping hers, stuck in the same poses as he plowed them both with little inhibition.
Furrowing her brows, the illusory woman, Lenne, poutily asserted, "You're a brute..." but there wasn't much bite to her words. After all, it wasn't just Yuna's face contorted in ecstasy a few minutes prior, a vibrant, two-toned moan echoing through the room, likely carrying far beyond.
Caressing Yuna's and the markedly more mature woman's overlapping asses, Andrew's expression became a smoldering grin as he retorted, "No one is forcing you to possess my woman. Besides...I didn't hear you utter a single word of protest while we were fucking. Rather, you seemed to be enjoying yourself quite a bit..."
Gritting her teeth, Lenne looked like she had something to say but failed to find the words. The truth was that, just as her memories and emotions affected Yuna, she was similarly influenced. When Yuna got aroused, she was taken along for the ride. And what a ride it was...
Exhaling a faint, exasperated sigh, Lenne's expression transitioned from vexed to apologetic as she softly muttered, "It was never my intention to possess anyone. Even I was surprised when Yuna and I suddenly became one...it was like I had abruptly awoken from a very long dream..."
"Then, what do you want to do now?" asked Andrew, surprising Lenne as he had previously asked Yuna the same question. She also shared Yuna's feelings of trust toward him, so after a moment of silence, she answered, "There is something I must confirm and someone I must find..."
As he had a pretty good idea what Lenne was referring to, Andrew, while continuing to caress her ass, asked, "Are you talking about Vegnagun and the status of your Ex...?"
Blinking in surprise, Lenne was about to ask how Andrew knew what she was thinking, but the latter saved her the trouble, stating, "Vegnagun isn't a threat at the moment. As for your Ex, or what remains of him, he's most likely possessing someone and biding his time somewhere."
Hearing Andrew continually refer to her boyfriend as her Ex, a somewhat 'resentful' look marred Lenne's face as she said, "His name is Shuyin...and how do you know all of this?"
"The Shuyin you're speaking of died more than a thousand years ago," contended Andrew. "What remains of him is a shadow that only knows vengeance. His spirit can definitely be saved, and we will aid you in that endeavor. However, until the threat of Sin has been eliminated, and Yuna anointed Queen, tracking down him and his possessee would be tertiary concerns, at best..."
As she had become aware of the existence of Sin through Yuna, Lenne didn't attempt to argue with Andrew. If Spira had truly been assailed by a seemingly unstoppable monster for a thousand years, summoned by her now-defunct nation, eliminating it was unquestionably the highest priority. What troubled her was how long it would take for Sin to reappear and for Yuna to be made Queen. More specifically, she was worried that, in that time, she would be subjected to Andrew's and Yuna's intense lovemaking tens, if not hundreds of times. And she couldn't exactly demand they not make love...
Seeing through Lenne's thoughts, Andrew pointed out, "If you're worried, there's no reason for you to stick around. You could always allow Yuna to Send you and await Shuyin's coming in the Farplane. Though, if I'm being honest, I wouldn't mind having you around indefinitely..."
Causing both Lenne's and Yuna's brows to twitch, Andrew slid his tail between their thighs, stimulating their still-moist, semen-filled pussies. Curiously, Lenne's form became even more tangible as he did, her hand reaching out to grasp his tail, causing Yuna's hand to do the same, albeit a half-second slower.
Undeterred by Lenne's weak hold on his tail, Andrew used the tip to continue caressing her and Yuna's pussies as he noted, "You're in the body of one of my women. If you don't allow yourself to be Sent, you know what future awaits you. This is neither your world nor your body, Lenne...if you can't let go and move on like the countless others that have returned to the Farplane, you have little choice but to embrace the reality you've created for yourself..."
Either in response to Andrew's words or his actions, Yuna's eyelids began to flicker, heralding the opening of her eyes. At that exact moment, Lenne all but disappeared, almost like the opacity of her body had been lowered from 80% to 3% using photo editing software. As a result, she completely lost the ability to control Yuna's body, the latter adopting a weary smile as she asked, "Did you want to continue...?"
Before Andrew could kiss her forehead and tell her to go back to sleep, Yuna rose to a seated position, stretching her arms above her head and yawning loudly before lowering them, pulling out her staff, and musing, "Just give me one moment~" in a sleepy tone. Then, after equipping the Insomniac Ability, she cast Regen and Haste on herself, erasing much of her fatigue as she looked to Andrew with a narrow-eyed smile, declaring, "I'll take the lead this time."
"Sounds like fun," replied Andrew, placing his hands behind his head as his not-so-little brother roused, standing at attention. What followed was a less intense but much longer round of intercourse, during which Yuna took the initiative to try a few positions she had 'researched' on her own time...
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After receiving reports from both Tifa and Rufus that Sephiroth's clone had appeared, preventing the incineration of Jenova's 'corpse,' Andrew hopped over to the world of FFVII, finding the big-tittied fist enthusiast standing behind the bar of Seventh Heaven with Cloud, Barret, and a man who looked like Charlie Sheen present.
"Sephiroth-"
Interrupting Cloud with a raise of his hand, Andrew stated, "I know. Both Tifa and the prodigal son informed me. The question is, what do you want to do?"
"We need to get our hands on the Black Materia before Sephiroth does," replied Tifa, sparing the pouty-looking Cloud the need to respond.
Piggybacking off Tifa's words, Barret pumped his Gatling gun for an arm, exclaiming, "Yeah! We can't let that bastard summon Meteor and destroy the planet! I say we hunt his sorry ass down right now..!"
Since Tifa was his Proxy, Andrew maintained his gaze on her, waiting to see if she had anything else to say. Tifa understood what he was doing, a sheepish smile adorning her face as she combined aside the bangs on her right side and asked, "Can you get Shinra to lend us a helicopter or one of their airships...?"
"They don't have much room to refuse, seeing as how they're the ones that failed to dispose of Jenova's body," replied Andrew. At the same time, he conveyed Tifa's request to Rufus, specifically asking him to lend them the Highwind in exchange for an increase in Ceruleum and Crystals from FFXIV. He could have asked to borrow the airship outright, but by offering something in exchange, Andrew could spare Rufus some face and foster a bit of positive rapport with the 30-year-old President.
With Rufus agreeing almost immediately, Andrew smiled and said, "Looks like we'll have our airship before the day's end. Then we just need Aerith to direct us to the temple where the Black Materia is enshrined."
"I'll let her know~" hummed Tifa, looking noticeably peppier than when Andrew arrived. Cloud wore a surly, ostensibly butthurt expression, but that wasn't anything new. It was the Charlie Sheen lookalike, Biggs, that had the most animated reaction, staring at Andrew with an expression of disbelief as he remarked, "Man...where were you thirty years ago? You've got Shinra by the balls, and you've barely been in our world for a month..."
"You're welcome," replied Andrew, sporting an unabashedly cheeky smile. Then, as Tifa had sent him a message through the group chat they shared with Aerith, he added, "Anyways, the Turks should stop in once the airship has arrived. Until then, I'll be tending to other matters. Ciao."
Without waiting for anyone to respond, Andrew instantaneously vanished from the Seventh Heaven, reappearing shin-deep in a tub of warm water, Aerith staring at him with raised brows and a smile as she relaxed against the incline of the penthouse's oversized master bath.
Unequipping his clothes instantly, Andrew adopted a smile of his own as he mused, "I came as quickly as I could."
"Just make sure to drag things out later," quipped Aerith, punctuating her playful remark with a wink. A few minutes later, Tifa also appeared in the bath, the three of them enjoying each others' company as they waited for the Highwind to arrive at Midgar. Andrew had no intention of flying around with them, but he set aside a few days in his schedule to ensure he could teleport over at a moment's notice...
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"How's your passenger doing...?" asked Andrew, relaxing in a hot tub with Yuna, wearing a blue and white striped bikini, seated in his lap.
Smiling wryly, Yuna replied, "She's still a little upset, but the two of us had a long chat, and she's agreed to stick around for the time being..."
"Sounds like fun," mused Andrew, causing Yuna to lean back, staring up at him with serious, upturned eyes as she expressed, "We should attempt to restrain ourselves...at least a little..."
"Mmm...then, how about a hard limit of five times a day?" asked Andrew, smoothly appending, "That's fairly tame, all things considered."
Though she felt a little sorry for Lenne, Yuna swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper as she replied, "Five times should be reasonable...". An exasperated sigh sounded in her mind as she spoke, but Yuna pretended not to notice it as Andrew slipped his hand into the front of her bikini and began kissing her. Unfortunately for Lenne, Yuna had become 'acclimated' to long, intense sessions of intercourse, so she actually viewed five times as too little. The only reason she accepted it was because Andrew was the one who made the offer and because she didn't want to completely overwhelm the Diva sharing her senses...
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