Final Fantasy Frontier 61

Sitting in the living room of his penthouse, Andrew was checking through his messages and combing through Alisaie's hair, the latter using his thigh as a pillow, when he received a message from Y'shtola informing him of a banquet and the possibility of battling Titan in the coming days.

As he wasn't particularly fond of gatherings and social events, Andrew declined Y'shtola's invitation to attend the banquet. He might have if she were the only person he knew in attendance, but Ardbert and his merry band would also be there. He got along decently with most of them, but since he often flirted with Renda, it would be too awkward to be around her with Y'shtola present.

'Just tell Ardbert to let me know when his group takes on Titan and to message me if they need help,' Andrew replied. In response, Y'shtola pointedly remarked he could message the man directly, so that's what Andrew did, thereafter refusing Ardbert's invitation to come and have at least one drink.

"Your hand stopped..." muttered Alisaie, her pointed ears twitching as she turned her head to stare up at Andrew.

Though he was tempted to retort and tell her not to act spoiled, Andrew honestly didn't mind Alisaie's behavior. Her life hadn't been easy in the wake of the Calamity, and the burden she and her brother had taken upon themselves was monumental. She didn't take many breaks, nor could she lower her guard around those she was charged with leading, so he didn't mind pampering her a bit...

Rather than responding with words, Andrew combed aside a few loose strands of Alisaie's hair while holding her gaze with a smile. She was weak to things like that, so she quickly averted her eyes and shut them, the tips of her ears turning red as she asked, "Did something happen...?"

"Limsa's Company of Heroes are hosting a banquet in preparation for their battle against Titan," explained Andrew. "Y'shtola and then the Warrior of Light asked me if I'd like to attend, but I refused..."

Believing Andrew had refused so that he could stay with her, Alisaie's ears twitched. They still hadn't had sex, but as Andrew was the only man she had ever been even remotely intimate with, feelings she didn't know how to express had begun to blossom within her. It probably didn't help that she spent a fair amount of time thinking about how to maintain their 'bond' without having sex...

Narrowing his eyes affectionately, Andrew tentatively ran his finger along the ridge of Alisaie's ear, causing it to become noticeably redder. The ears of Elezen were very sensitive, so he made sure to be especially careful as he whispered, "You're beautiful..." in a faint tone.

"I'm well aware..." retorted Alisaie, her voice faint as she curled up and drew her legs closer to her body. Her words sounded arrogant, but she had been among the most sought-after girls in the Studium. She and her brother had been much younger than the rest of the students, but due to their heritage, looks, and intellect, there had been no end to the number of people 'entreating' them for their time, even teachers.

"Just making sure you knew," mused Andrew. "That way, you can't blame me for doing things like this..."

Moving his fingers from Alisaie's hair and ear, Andrew gently grasped her modest but still-growing breast. Alisaie opened her sapphire blue eyes in response, but instead of stopping him, she just glanced at him for a brief moment before relaxing her body and closing her eyes, implying consent. As a result, Andrew spent a short while fondling her breasts before sliding his hand down the contours of her slender yet toned body, stopping once he reached her pert, perky bottom, reaching under her skirt to caress the soft, somewhat springy mound beneath until Alisaie eventually rolled onto her back, implicitly giving him access to the space between her thighs...

Readily obliging, Andrew first caressed Alisaie over her thong, confirming she was wet before slipping his fingers into the fabric and stimulating her pussy directly. She kept her eyes shut, but the twitching of her brows and the slight biting of her lower lip told Andrew where she liked it and which spots to avoid until he eventually sank his middle finger into her tight, hot, moist, and palpitating entrance.

Opening her eyes ever so slightly, Alisaie met Andrew's smoldering gaze as he slowly and deliberately fingered her pussy. It was only the second time he was doing so, but ever since the first, Alisaie had developed the habit of 'tending' to herself every 2-3 days. During periods where she was especially frustrated, that might increase to 2-3 times a day.

Discerning the changes in Alisaie's pussy almost immediately, Andrew's smile gained a hit of wolfishness as he mused, "I always knew you were a 'studious' girl..."

Rolling her eyes, Alisaie resisted the urge to tell Andrew to piss off and instead drew her feet closer to her butt, bending her knees and spreading her legs willfully. Then, instead of simply lying still and observing Andrew do as he pleased, she extended her hand between her thighs and began rubbing her clit beneath his warm palm.

"That's hot..." muttered Andrew, increasing the number of fingers he was using to two as he bent down, supporting Alisaie's shoulders as she lifted her head to meet his lips. She was vehemently against kissing in the past, but after Y'shtola teased her by pointing out she had lost her first kiss to Andrew's dick, Alisaie initially felt frustrated but eventually realized there was some truth to her cat-eared mentor's words. Since then, she stopped caring about the 'specifics' of her interactions with Andrew and just did as her instincts directed...

With the efforts of Andrew and herself, a mere seven minutes transpired before Alisaie squeezed her thighs together, closed her eyes, and started trembling in the waves of a weak but gratifying orgasm. That's where she would have stopped if she were by herself, but with Andrew continuing to work her insides while kissing her, Alisaie's breathing became increasingly passionate as she reciprocated his affections and indulged in the growing pleasure...

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After escorting Alisaie to her encampment back in Eorzea, Andrew was feeling a little frustrated. He had resolved not to 'force' the matter, so when Alisaie invariably chickened out, he didn't make a fuss. She allowed him to do her intercrurally, releasing a substantial load onto her abdomen, chest, and face, but that was far from enough to satisfy him.

"I swear, I'm going to ruin that girl one of these days..." muttered Andrew, opening up his Correspondence Menu to see what his other women were up to. Clicking on their profiles allowed him to see their status, equipment, how long they had been 'active,' and their location using a destination and XYZ-coordinate system. Far more conveniently, an icon resembling an eye could be found under their profile picture, allowing him to directly peek at what they were up to.

Just out of curiosity, Andrew decided to sneak a peek at Alisaie, his brow twitching slightly when he found the girl face down with her ass in the air, atop her bed, and fingering herself intently. He was seriously tempted to appear behind her and give her more than just a hand, but since that was the definition of forcing the matter, he closed the window and decided to check on someone that wasn't quite his woman.

As it was nighttime in Spira, Andrew wasn't surprised to find Lulu in bed, sleeping on her stomach. He would occasionally peek at her because she had a habit of sleeping naked due to the lack of air conditioning and how temperate the climate was. This evening, she also wore transparent black stockings, giving her voluminous ass and thighs an even more captivating appeal than usual.

"I swear, this woman is just asking for someone to sneak into her room and fuck her..." muttered Andrew, closing the window without trying to manipulate the camera as he was prone to do on occasion. Then, driven by boredom, curiosity, and a fair amount of frustration, he decided to see what Beatrix was up to, his eyes becoming as round as saucers before he immediately closed the window.

"Well, it's good that Alexandria and Ul'dah are growing closer..." muttered Andrew, a wry smile adorning his face as the scene had shown Raubahn, the bronze-skinned General of Flames that served as Nanamo's personal guard and portable throne, going to town on Beatrix. As for Nanamo, she was currently bathing with the Garnet, the two having become the best of friends over the past couple of months.

Not wanting to intrude upon the girls' time together, not that they would mind, Andrew checked on Minfilia, Tifa, Aerith, Lyse, Yuffie, Paine, Rikku, a certain white-haired sea dog, a petite elder, and quite a few others before concluding his voyeurism by peeking in on Yuna. Unfortunately, like many of the people in Spira around this time, she was sleeping peacefully in her Songstress Dressphere, Lenne's figure slumbering atop hers.

"How can everyone be busy or asleep..." muttered Andrew, feeling slightly incredulous. He routinely fucked thirteen of the seventeen women he was involved with, so he expected that at least one of them would be available and down-to-fuck, but even Y'shtola was passed out, looking like she had ingested a few too many drinks as she had fallen out of her bed, sleeping in a rather slovenly pose with her stomach exposed.

After hopping over to return Y'sthola to her bed, tucking her in so she wouldn't fall off a second time, Andrew returned to his penthouse feeling even more frustrated. The most sensible thing to do would be to pop in on Garnet and Nanamo, but as he had taken his time peeking at more than a dozen others, they were already fast asleep.

'I should have made Lulu my woman...' thought Andrew, imagining himself materializing in her room and startling her awake by sinking his dick deep inside her. He could do the same with just about any of his women, but as Lulu had a notably 'mature' aura, Andrew imagined her being exasperated but ultimately going with the flow.

Thinking more with his dick than his brain, Andrew opened his Link Menu, seriously considering linking another world. He had spent a considerable amount of time organizing his thoughts on the worlds he had yet to link, and because of how smoothly things had gone in Final Fantasy X and VII, Andrew was fairly confident he would be 'successful' in other worlds. The only question was which world to link first...

Though he could recall little about the plots of Final Fantasies XII, XIII, and XV, certain elements of each had been deeply ingrained in Andrew's mind. In FFXII, for example, he knew that Ashelia was fighting to restore her kingdom and that Mist, similar to FFIX, was a thing. The fact much of the story took place in a desert was a major turnoff, but it would likely be the easiest world to delve into.

Shifting his thoughts to FFXIII, Andrew recalled it had some of the most advanced technology in all the Final Fantasies. The design of the female characters had also left a deep impression on him, so he had been looking forward to visiting it for quite some time. As for FFXV...it was probably the best and worst option, as Andrew was certain he could 'fix' things, but he would feel like an asshole for doing it.

Unlike most Final Fantasies, which ended on a high note, the main plot of Final Fantasy XV ended in tragedy. From what Andrew could recall, most of the main characters died. This included the protagonists, Noctis, who had to sacrifice himself, and the main heroine, Lunafreya, who sacrificed herself to empower him during his journey. Because of this, Lunafreya had left a deep impression on Andrew, so once he linked the world of FFXV, he would feel compelled to make her his woman, saving both her, Noctis, and the rest of the world in the process...

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(A/N: Thoughts...?)