Off the Deep End
#2 of Final Fantasy/Ronso
"Off the Deep End" * * *
Orange Ronso X Gazna Ronso
The blitzball hurtled up the field at an unbelievable speed, the water surrounding it swirled a bit in its wake. Never before had anyone sent a ball flying with such ferocity as that when the Ronso Fang recruit, Orange did. He watched from just past half-field, his muscles rippled a bit from the strain of such a strong launch, but he seemed to enjoy it. The only oddity of this powerful athlete was the color of his fur. Ronsos have a blue color to their fur, but Orange was named simply for the fact that his fur was Orange. The Fangs had neglected letting Orange onto the field at first, but when the team had seen him in solo action, they decided to give him a chance as a center. Both his shot and his pass were extremely high, making him one of the most valuable players on the team, which started them on a winning streak that has so far served them with no losses. The only downside, was for Ronso agents on other teams, he seemed to be a target of horrid tackling and painful confrontations away from the game. But again, it was something he seemed to be used to. Gazna Ronso was in the box for the goal line as he awaited the ball to approach, which it did at a ripping speed. The ball spun sideways, and twisted up to get above the guarding Ronso. Gazna kicked up hard from the bottom of the goal box and launched himself at the oncoming ball, he caught it and back flipped, almost getting knocked into the goal himself. Stunned a bit, he turned back around and faced Orange, who was swimming toward him. An alarm sounded through the empty arena, alerting the two Ronsos that the practice time they reserved for the day was over. Without missing a beat, they both began swimming toward the outlet toward the locker rooms. The slipped into the small chamber and closed the door behind them, with a small click from the locks, the door sealed itself shut and the water was drained from the small room, almost instantly, a second door opened and in wafted the smell of the team locker room. The room wasn't too small, about two-dozen lockers and a few benches, a full shower area, and a steam room for cleaning or just relaxing. The sound of the Ronsos' paws as they stepped across the cool linoleum floor echoed through the empty room as they made their way to their lockers, on each side of one of the small wooden benches. They opened the locker doors and began to undress. "Very good practice, Orange." Gazna spoke, removing his arm guards and chest plate. "You make Ronso Fangs proud, you make Gazna proud." He looked behind him at Orange, who wasn't looking back, merely focusing on removing his clothes. He perked an eyebrow with interest as Orange removed his loincloth, and rubbed his towel under his muscular rump. "Orange proud to be Ronso Fang." He responded with a lighter voice than his teammate, as he rolled the towel over his lower areas, removing his chest armor and wrist guards, letting them fall seamlessly to the floor below as he took his towel into his paw, and wrapped it around his waist. He turned a bit to see Gazna turn away, a small bit of his rather impressive member peaking just barely in view. Orange cleared his throat, and stepped toward the door to the steam room. As he pulled the handle, a blasting billow of steam poured into the immediate area, clouding Orange from Gazna's view. As the door closed, Orange looked about the damp room, it was about fourteen feet by ten feet, a small room for a team of Ronsos, but good for maybe six. He stepped up onto the provided bench and sat with a relaxed sigh on the high seat. Leaning back against the solid wall, he heard the door swing open, letting a bit of cool air in and a lot of it out as Gazna stepped into the room. Orange nodded to Gazna and sighed softly, leaning back, he knew there was nothing to worry about with Gazna, he had many encounters before where people would tease him sexually and turn away just to get a laugh. He would not fall for it again. Gazna stepped up and sat next to Orange, sighing deeply as he usually did after a practice or a game, a bit of a leadership quality that he somehow possessed. He looked at Orange. "Orange seems unhappy with Gazna, did Orange not enjoy practice?" He asked. Orange shook his head, which was already beginning to sweat from the heat of the room, or something else, he couldn't tell which. "Orange always enjoys practice. Gazna seems to be patronizing Orange though. Why?" Gazna's ears perked a bit. "Patronize you? Gazna never patronize Orange. Gazna thinks Orange is a good Fang." "Orange doesn't mean for Blitzball." Orange shook his head a bit and sighed. Gazna looked confused for a moment. "Then what Orange mean?" Orange growled a bit to himself and stood, stepping from the seat and with a tail flick, he walked out of the room. Gazna stood and followed. Leaving the steam blasting room and walking behind the other Ronso as he approached the showers. Orange removed his towel and twisted the handles on the faucets, letting a spray of cool water hit him. He began running his fingers through his headfur, getting the smell of chlorine out when he was suddenly turned around and stood face to face with Gazna, who was perhaps three inches taller than him. Their hard leonine cocks were pressed firmly against each other's bodies as they stood in the raining shower. Gazna's paws slid over Orange's torso and sides, his snout sniffing the smaller Ronso's headfur. Orange could hardly believe what was happening, Gazna was displaying actual affection toward him! Orange moved his paws tentatively behind Gazna's back and felt his way downward, over the warrior's firm, muscular rump. A light throb and a coating of pre sliding from Gazna between the two of them was a definite sign he was interested. Gazna groaned a bit and leaned down, giving Orange a full kiss on the maw. Orange whimpered a bit and moaned as he held Gazna firmly to him and returned the kiss, feeling their rough tongues intertwine in between their open maws. Both had inhaled the other's scent deeply as Orange's paw trailed over Gazna's torso to his erect member, stroking it along the underside, letting it throb and pre more. Both cats purred and rumbled to each other, as they let the water rain down on them. Licking Gazna's chest, Orange slid down the Ronso's muscled body, letting his lips slide over the rather large cock in the wake of his loins. His nose ran under the sack, feeling its heft and weight, heavy with cum. Lapping his way up the underside of the cock, Orange greeted his lips to the tip of the large Ronso's cock, his fingers running over the muscular Blitzball player's thighs as his hot muzzle engulfed the equally hot member. He tasted the pre as it slid down his tongue and into his throat. He swallowed the musk and tasted even a hint of chlorine with it as he bobbed his head and met his lips to Gazna's balls and belly. He rumbled and groaned in pleasure, stimulating the cock in his maw, and releasing more pre into him. Gazna almost roared in the pleasure of the hot mouth clamping around his cock, instinctively, he gripped Orange's horn and used it as a pull bar, thrusting himself into the Ronso's muzzle. Orange clamped his paws hard onto Gazna's thighs, letting himself get pulled hard and long into the nearly suffocating cock. He groaned, but was a bit gargled by the heavy pre and cock that filled his esophagus. "Uhngh... Orange... is good... Ronso..." He groaned as he felt Orange's tongue slide underneath his sack and along the rim of his maw. He felt Orange's paws wrap around his rump and press into his cheeks, helping to thrust the larger Ronso into his waiting muzzle. After nearly three minutes, Gazna's cock twitched and he gasped, pulling up lightly on Orange's horn. The orange Ronso stood and came to eye level with Gazna, who had a lustful smile on his face. "Orange almost make Gazna cum, but Gazna has better plan!" He purred as he led Orange from the shower area, leading him to the lockers. As they stepped to where their clothes had been strewn, Gazna turned around and leaned up against Orange, his paws slid down underneath the smaller Ronso's thighs and almost as suddenly, lifted him against the lockers. Orange gasped at this sudden move and spread his legs a bit, laying his paws to rest on Gazna's shoulders. He groaned as his hard cock left a soft trail of pre in Gazna's belly fur, and felt the large cock against his tender hole. It flexed and relaxed around the hard, throbbing and meaty tip. He gasped as he was greeted with a heavy kiss from Gazna, the feline tongue shoved far into his pre-tasting maw. Gazna broke the kiss and smiled. "Now is time for fun practice. Gazna going to fuck Orange dry." He smiled as he suddenly pressed himself into Orange's tail. His muscles flexed as he groaned and pressed harder into the feeling of the hot, tight tail around his heavy and hard cock. Orange almost roared at the sudden pleasuring pain that surged through his body, he shivered and accepted the meat into his body, feeling it pass into him, leaving a heavy trail of pre through his insides, letting the cock slide rather easily deeper and deeper into him, until he could feel the hilt of the other Ronso within him. Orange wrapped his arms around Gazna's shoulders and thrust himself against the cock of his partner, feeling Gazna's sack flex and press back against his anus. He groaned softly. "Ungh... yes, Gazna, yes..." He almost hissed from between his teeth, enjoying the probing Ronso. He was enjoying the invading cock so much, that he didn't even notice his own, which was rubbing against Gazna's torso was throbbing and rubbing through the soft fur. He gasped and gripped Gazna's shoulders slightly. "Orange going to cum... for Gazna..." He grunted heavily and tossed his head back with a heavy gasp and sighed with his release. Gazna was rather surprised at the heavy amount of seed that fired from his partner, he groaned softly as silky white ropes of Ronso cum splashed between them, if they had been any closer, they would have filled a quart of cum between them. The hot slick feeling of the cum, and the tightening, clenching ass around his cock suddenly sent Gazna over the edge. He roared loudly, his voice echoing through the locker room as he exploded into Orange, and as much as they were covered in cum, it made it all the more fun that he came so hard, so much into Orange that Gazna's seed began to spill out and trickle heavily onto the floor beneath them. Gazna tensed up and grunted as he thrust himself hard into Orange, milking himself into the smaller Ronso. He rested for a few moments before slipping out and letting Orange back down to the floor. They then showered away the cum they hadn't licked off one another, which wasn't much, and again got dressed. With a departing kiss as they left the locker room, they knew their relationship was stronger than either of them had ever felt. The next game was the Ronso Fangs versus the Kilika Beasts. The rest of the Fangs almost didn't recognize their two key players, who seemed to be able to work together far better than they ever had before. Winning the game seven to zero, they returned celebrating back to the locker rooms, and when they weren't watched, a knowing glance and a wink passed between warriors and teammates; Gazna and Orange. Their relationship only to grow, and many other practice sessions to follow. THE END