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Note: This is a separate story that is in no way, shape, or form connected to the canon of either My Hero and Me: My Greatest Adventure Ever, other stories in The Eric Lewis Saga, or even Final Fantasy X, the series in general, or any other works involved. This is merely a 'what-if' story as to what Eric and Kimahri's life is like behind the scenes of the canon story. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy the story.

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A Loving Reunion

by: Eric M. Lewis

Mt. Gagazet, the tall snowy mountain that connects its peaks to Spira and Zanarkand, and serves as the sacred homeland of the prideful Ronso tribe. It was Spring time in the area, and as I step into the entrance, the weather was really nice which was rather unusual and rare. Looking up, the sky was clear blue with a few pretty clouds, as opposed to a fully cloud covered gray sky that concealed the jagged peaks above.

The base of the mountain was unusually busy today. Human merchants from all across the country came to sell and trade goods with the Ronso clansmen. It was one of those times. The Ronso's natural ability of hunting fiends, and the mountain's hostile environment made it a hot spot for treasure hunters to scout for rare items that merchants and dealers would love selling to the highest bidder.

I was rather glad that this place didn't become deluded into a tourist attraction. Like with what Cid, Rikku's father and Yuna's uncle, almost did to Zanarkand's ruins, a plan thankfully thwarted by the Gullwings' actions.

The tribe had their own small troupe of treasure hunters tasked with finding hidden items, some dating back to the age of Zanarkand, before any other parties could get their hands on them. Other materials were also sought after within Gagazet's treacherous terrain, like metal, plant goods, and materials for clothing and weaponry.

Even though the Ronso are not well known for covering up due to their fur, they're still prone to chilly cold winds coming from the mountain side. While today was only slightly chilly, I moved along unhindered by the wind blowing ever-so slightly against my legs, beneath my blue jean shorts. Compared to the other humans, whom are noticeably shivering, with teeth rattling while trying to haggle with the Ronso. I find it to be rather quite humorous.

I walked by one of the merchant stalls, sampling the goods when I heard a young voice call out to me.

"Guardian Eric!" I heard it behind me and I turned around as two Ronso pups ran towards me. Behind them I spotted Garik standing next to one of the stalls, waving at me as he noticed. It seemed as though the pups bargained with one of the dealers, and were overjoyed by what they had purchased.

"Hello there." I responded to them with a smile. "What's going on?"

"Guardian Eric." One of the pups said. "See what we got?!" They handed over their new item, and I took a look at it, examining it closely. It was a crystal of sorts, much like one you would find in Macalania. Its blue light radiating in the palm of my hand.

"It's very pretty." I said as I returned the crystal, dropping it gently into one of the pups' paws. "You know, you should hold onto it and treasure it." I said to them, smiling once again. "You never know what other value it may hold for you two." The pups smiled back from the compliment.

"Thank you." They ran off shortly after, filled with joy and merriment. I watched as they were playing when Garik approached me. I looked up at him, and he looked back down at me with great respect, while standing tall and proud.

"Pups happy. Great day for sacred mountain." He spoke in the rough mannerisms and speech patterns that come natural for a Ronso. I nodded in agreement.

"It certainly is quite eventful." I said in return. Garik continued.

"What bring Guardian Eric to Gagazet, today?" He asked.

"I just came to visit someone. I got homesick incredibly fast." I took a deep breath, exhaling a subtle sigh. Garik nodded, knowing who I meant by 'someone.'

"Garik understand. Garik leave Guardian Eric to his duty then."

With that, he smiled with a wink and a nudge, and walked away. Garik has become a lot nicer these days. Perhaps the lessons learned from Lian, Ayde and the Gullwings have humbled him greatly. I returned to my subtle thoughts as I started trekking up the mountain, keeping cautious of any powerful fiends that may attack.

A hike in Mt. Gagazet is considered a spiritual journey for a Ronso seeking guidance. They turn to their sacred mountain for answers. To be shorter, and weaker than any other Ronso was considered shameful to the tribe. Same with having a broken horn on your head if you were a male, since females don't have them. This used to happen to my beloved Kimahri back in the day.

Nowadays, with Kimahri's redemption, as well as his history with Yuna, Tidus and others, he is held in the highest honor imaginable. He even has a statue of himself made within the Ronso dwellings. Alongside a statue of Yuna's, with a grand horn on her head. Kimahri and I... We have our own history.

Ever since he came into my home world, and into my life, we have had many amazing adventures together. I've always admired him as a role model; my idol. Kimahri understood it, and it manifested our bond for one another. We fell in love with each other. When our main story was complete upon returning to Gagazet, I was unsure of what the other Ronso would think of me. Little did I know that I would be welcomed by them with open, loving arms. Since then, Kimahri returned to his duties as Elder of the tribe, the youngest they ever had, while I traveled the worlds fighting evil as a freelance hero.

At the time, I felt surrounded by people who treated me like a child. Or wore kid gloves because I was a human. But with Kimahri, I was grateful for the acknowledgment.

Our mateship dissolved any remaining racial barriers between Humans and Ronso. Since then, they've worked together through Spira's ever changing environment, securing the tribe's future.

The Ronso warriors acknowledge my honorable relationship with their Elder Kimahri by referring to me as 'Guardian Eric'. Back in the old days of Yevon, a guardian was a person who protected summoners as they went on their pilgrimage to defeat Sin. The word had another meaning for the Ronso. It usually refers to the strongest of the tribe. The one others should aspire to be. The title previously belonged to Biran, whom long ago broke Kimahri's horn. He, along with his friend and candidate Yenke were among the many Ronso who lost their lives to Seymour Guado.

My past had left me with an uneasy soul, and even with my past accomplishments I felt weak and vulnerable inside. So as a result, it touched me in some way that they would call me by something so majestic, like 'Guardian'. And I knew that Ronso never lie, and that every word from them was deliberate. The other Ronso were always willing to support me with easy smiles despite the fact that I clearly had so much yet to learn. Among them were Lian, Ayde, and Garik. Their well-meaning allowed me to open up to them. I was still much like a child though. Always with something to prove. A chip on my shoulder.

I continued my trail of thought welling up in me as I gaze beyond the distance, placing my hand on the side of a mountain wall. I was happy here. Whenever I traveled though, I felt that if I let my guard down, I could easily be broken. And beyond that, I was scared. Scared of what would become of me if I were to lose my loved ones, and Kimahri. But even within my fears and doubts, I could see in Kimahri's strong and stoic, yet gentle nature how close he felt to me. And that feeling of security when I'm held close in his muscular arms. Kimahri knows my past. And he knows me better than anyone else, even my own family.

Confession time. Because I was so young feeling isolated from everyone else in my home world, for who I am as a human being, there's no question that I saw Kimahri as my father figure, and more importantly, as my lover. And his compassion for me in the face of adversity reinforced that special bond I felt with him. I understood that chances were slim that I would ever find anyone else that understood me like Kimahri. And yet, because I wanted to fight every villainous character to right the wrongs wrought to the multi-verse we share, and to protect our love, I left his side. I missed Kimahri so much. I wanted to see him again, and be held close to him while being told that everything will be okay...

It's been a long time since my last encounter with him. The sex I would have with Kimahri has been on my mind, sending waves down my body. The thought of his cock pushing deep within me, the smell of his body and the orgasmic bliss stimulates me with arousal, giving me a hard-on pretty quickly. Something I need to be careful with, so I don't pitch a tent with my shorts out in the open. If anyone were to walk by and notice.

The sun was still shining the afternoon light, and I began walking again. This time along the path to the dwellings, where the Ronso live. Some of the Ronso lived in various materials near caves. Others lived in huts of stone. It was like a native village more than a pure cave dwelling.

At the end of it, away from the others that could be considered an ideal spot on this mountain, stood a large tent erect in an alcove. It attached a couple stone rooms with smoke coming out of a small chimney. All standing next to a nice warm spring. I was home.

It seemed obvious and quite fitting that a place like this belonged to the Elder of the tribe. It more than likely belonged to the previous Elder, Kelk Ronso. Though I'm sure someone like Biran took over the place when Kelk was away at Bevelle for his duties as maester. However, if Biran did live here, I would've been terrified to even think of entering.

Normally, no one was allowed to enter this tent without prior notice, or an invitation, for doing so meant trouble. But I'm sure Kimahri would make an exception for someone like me. Still, I froze myself just in front of the entrance completely nervous. I worried what he would think when he suddenly saw someone come in. I took a deep breath, gathered up the courage, and walked in through the tattered cloth.

Upon entering the house, I rub my eyes with my thumb and fore fingers to adjust them. Looking around, the front room was dimly lit by the fireplace. A large pole in the center reaches high, keeping the tent afloat, and hanging together. There were plenty of trinkets decorating the room. The floor was completely covered by soft rugs, so I didn't have to worry about walking around barefoot. They used to be Kelk's belongings. But since he's no longer living, a spirit in the Farplane, Kimahri took great care of them.

This house clearly used to belong to a beast. However, since I moved in, it had been given a few renovations to accommodate my more modern lifestyle.

The living room further back had a coffee table filled with paper and drawing utensils, and a futon standing nearby. All in front of a television-like screen crafted from Machina. Make no mistake, this place still has its beastly roots. Pelts and skulls from slain fiends adorned half the space. A sharp contrast to all my modern belongings that filled the other half. The smell of the room contained a hint of musk. A large chair loomed in the living room. Slightly torn plush with stone legs, it was large enough to fit both of us somewhat, if it could fit one hefty Ronso.

I suddenly hear a shuffling sound from the left side of the room. I see a Ronso with his back towards me. For a second, I froze nervously, until realizing who it was. It was Kimahri. I breathed calmly, and upon lifting his head up, looking to the side with his ears perked up, he knew I came back. Kimahri stood up and turned to face me. I just stood there for what seemed like an eternity, and he gave me a warm, genuine smile and walked towards me passively.

Almost immediately as Kimahri closes in, I reach my arms around him and hug him tightly. He was almost taken aback by the sudden embrace, but wrapped his large, muscular, gentle loving arms around me in response. A feeling I missed so much.

"Welcome home, Eric." He said to me. I buried my head on his chest, glad to be home.

"I missed you, Kimahri." I said. We let go of each other's embrace and he petted my head softly, rustling my hair spikes. Then he walked towards the living room slowly.

"Why Eric back so soon?" He asked looking back at me while walking toward his chair. I was almost shy to tell him why at that point. Almost to the point of blushing.

"I was really lonely." Kimahri sat down on his chair, and patted his lap.

"Come, tell Kimahri about it." He ushered me over to his side, and I approached him. The Ronso grabbed me by the waist, lifted me up and sat me down on his lap. He kept me close by wrapping his arm around me. Thus, I began to tell him about my day.

Kimahri already knew about the trading with the merchants going on. As I went on about my day, telling him when I started feeling lonely during my travels, he squarely kept his eyes on me. Listening to every word I tell him. I look back at him while speaking. The mountain outside, and their events gone unnoticed between us.

Perhaps I should explain what I exactly do. My adventures with Kimahri have long past. My story, while finished, has yet to be published by the creator of our worlds out in his world's public. Since then, we continue to live our lives as normal. We decided to live here in Mt. Gagazet, so Kimahri could take care of me.

While there was so much we did together, we each did our own things as well. Whenever he did his training, I would either go out and play, or stay inside and play games. Whenever he went to meditate, I would draw pictures or read. We're both capable of cooking. I would always insist though. Because I wouldn't want to trouble him with it. Kimahri was more of a hunter anyway. More fitting for a tribal warrior like him.

Even though my story was over, my own adventures continued. I would set off on my own to explore the worlds. Not from any of the creator's assignments or stories, but of my own volition.

Thus the majority of my travels consist of challenging Weaklings, their Bosses, and Last Bosses into battles. Spira's fiends, and the shadowy Heartless are a couple among the thousands of types of Weaklings to ever exist. A Weakling has many lives. Their job is to give heroes money and experience. Weaklings deplete the heroes' health and mana, but always get zapped in the end.

It was the duty of a Weakling to show the heroes a good time as they explored the world. Among them was Gobli, a forest Goblin, whom questioned his way of life and sought to change his purpose. He would eventually learn that Weaklings, are just like any character. Whether it was living or inanimate, or if one either had a range of movement or remained stationary, every character served a purpose in the story.

I took that as an opportunity to train my powers, and increase mastery of my job classes. Utilizing their abilities as well as my abilities as a Keyblade wielder all at once. Until eventually my power would rival that of the gods themselves. The bonus money made from those battles and quests made it even more worthwhile. Hence why I made being a freelance hero my career. Serving a purpose in my own story. As anyone could be the hero of their own stories.

It has its benefits. I was free to go anywhere I could ever imagine, and engage myself in anything I could choose. I never traveled alone though. I always brought with me three special crystals which would coalesce into the form of any party members to fight alongside me.

Kimahri and I also kept in touch. Whenever an event occurred, he would call me via a certain sphere to discuss and share our thoughts and feelings of the situation at hand. I also chat about them with my active party from time to time. Kimahri would sit on his chair back home and witness my plight through our sphere.

Everything I see in front of my eyes, Kimahri would see as well. Like he was watching me closely, keeping me safe. Serving as my guiding light whenever I felt lost. Which was why he knew I came home early today.

Of course, since we still have sort of an open relationship despite devoting our love to each other, he allows me to have more sexual encounters with some handsome guys I run into. I would always be timid about it, but Kimahri was such a hornball he'd actually encourage me to go for it, while he would jack off vigorously as he watched. I was comfortable with Kimahri going at it with other Ronso while I was away, but he would much rather prefer fapping to me getting boned, and recording them into movie spheres for later.

So, my life as a Keyblade wielding freelance hero is as simple as that. Explore the worlds, fight troops of Weaklings, master my classes, and defeat the evil bad guys. Even if they were never my enemies to begin with. Sometimes I would assist other heroes to complete their quest. Other times I zap the enemy on my own. Regardless of motives, should anyone or anything attack the innocent, anywhere in the multi-verse, I will be there to stop them. I can accomplish all of that, and still come home by the end of the day. Much like the working man would come home after a long day at work.

However, as my adventures went on, my feelings became clear: I missed the days Kimahri and I would travel together. And fight together, like we were one with each other. It gets lonely being apart from him after a while, but I don't have it in me to tear him away from his Elder position just so he could be with me. I don't want to be selfish.

Kimahri chuckled from my response, which I blushed deeply. I looked away from him, staring down at my knees and scratching the back of my head with embarrassment. He rubbed my shoulder gently.

"Kimahri understands." He told me. I looked back up at him.

"You do?" I asked. He nodded. I paused, but continued. "Do I sound selfish though?... I mean, what about the tribe? I don't want you to be pulled away from Gagazet again."

"Eric." Kimahri said more intently. "Ronso now travel all over Spira to find their own path. They don't need Kimahri's guidance."

"A-Are you sure?" I asked him.

"Kimahri have something for you." He then reached down the chair's left side, reaching for a bag. He goes through the bag until he found what he was looking for, and took it out of the bag. "Here." He held my hand open and placed the item.

I look at my palm, surprised at what I see. It was a bright blue crystal shard. Much like the party crystals I already own. Except this one had Kimahri's name on it written in Spiran text.

"Kimahri... Is this?..." He nodded.

"Garik find it near old Fayth Scar." He said. "Bring to Kimahri before merchants or sphere hunters find it." He began to smile that smile of his that I know and love. "Next time you're lonely. Use it to summon Kimahri."

I heard him correctly. No longer were Kimahri and I limited to sphere calls. I could now bring him right to my side, into my active party, without ever worrying about the mountain's well being. No words could describe how happy this made me. Now things could be like the old days whenever I so choose.

"I-I don't believe it." I said giggling with a blush. "I mean, I don't know what to say."

"It's okay." Kimahri said grinning. "No need to say it. There is one thing we can do." Then all of a sudden, I feel his tail wrap around my waist while keeping his big hand in place. I blushed profusely, figuring out what he means. I could only laugh.

"I figured as much. Hehe, you're silly."

"Kimahri can't help it. You're cute." Kimahri then placed his other hand on my thigh.

I found myself taking deeper breaths the more intimate he's getting with me. I shiver as his tail fur brushes my back and spine, causing me to arch my head backward. Delighted with the slight teasing, Kimahri grinned and purred lightly. He continued his 'massage' by rubbing my inner thigh so close to my crotch.

My breathing started to get heavier. Kimahri could feel my nervous breathing. He knew exactly how aroused this was making me. He let go of my thigh and placed his hand softly on my stomach. It only added to the intensity of the arousal.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Kimahri said seductively with a low growl and a purr. He grinned at me so devilishly, and I can only nod in agreement, signaling my consent. He then lowered his hand and started groping my crotch.

I emitted a sudden moan as he touched me down there. He could feel the bulging tent I'm pitching around his palm. Kimahri purred with satisfaction.

"Mmm, Eric so hard." I blushed harder as he said such naughty words. I could only shiver and moan as he rubbed up and down my bulge, making it throb and pulse through the fabric. I was in pure bliss allowing Kimahri to tease me like this. It was natural for a Ronso to be dominant most times, so I let myself submit.

Kimahri leaned in closer to my face and gave me a lick on the cheek. Right where my blush spot is. I looked directly at his face shortly after, and like a magnet to a white board, our lips locked into each other with a deep passionate kiss.

He locked his lips with mine, fitting almost perfectly like a glove. We closed our eyes as we transcended into our own personal euphoria that rivals the Farplane. We seemed to lose ourselves from time as we kept with this kiss. Kimahri purred softly and I could feel every vibration of it so close to my body.

I could feel the heat radiating his body. His snout breathing hot air on my face. I raised my hands, tracing my fingers gently down his neck line and onto his chest. Kimahri's pecs tightened at the touch and I quickly paused. Still kissing me, Kimahri showed no signs of resistance. I felt one of his hands grasping mine and pressing them on his chest. It seemed he was encouraging me to continue on.

Shortly after I started to massage Kimahri's chest. It was large and firm, just as I remember it. My fingers brushing against his soft blue fur as I rub his bulbous pectoral muscles. He rumbled lovingly from the touch. Especially as I rub against the white fur tufts at the center.

Kimahri soon started to push his tongue into my mouth, piercing my lips and licking my teeth. Emitting a soft moan I open my mouth inviting him in to explore. The Ronso lapped at every part of my mouth, savoring the taste. My tongue instinctively responded to his invasion, wrestling with his big leonine tongue. Kimahri held my sides and pushed me closer to him. He rumbled and purred even deeper into our kiss when he felt my aching bulge poke his abs.

He broke the kiss making another devilish grin towards me. I sat there catching my breath for a moment. Then with his large thumb and index finger, he started slipping my gloves off. One by one, my hands became gloveless. Then he moved down to my feet, and started slipping off my shoes very slowly.

I blushed profusely as he continued to tease me with his slow stripping. He licked my blush and then licked his lips as he watched my toes wiggle underneath my socks.

"Mmmm, what have we here?" Kimahri said as he started taking off my socks. My delicate human feet are now exposed to him.

"K... Kimahri?..." I looked onto him as he just stared at my feet intently. Then suddenly I found myself on my back while still on his lap. He turned me around so my feet were on the same level as his face.

"Did sacred rocks of Gagazet make human feet sore?" He asked, then massaged my left foot a little aggressively. I suddenly giggled as his thumb tickled my sole. However, that did feel so good. My feet were admittedly sore from all the walking I did today, but nevertheless we were both enjoying this a lot.

Then suddenly Kimahri brought my foot up to his face. His nose tickled my wiggling toes a little as he started to inhale my scent. I shivered feeling the air of his nose smelling my foot. Then he gave my foot a slow licking. From my ankle straight to my toes. I shivered even more from the ticklish feeling of his foot licking. Kimahri savored the taste of my foot while running his rough tongue between each of my toes.

I then started rocking a little for some reason. It was then I quickly realized Kimahri started dry humping my clothed butt with his crotch. I moaned softly as he started his dry humping while he was still pleasuring my feet with his tongue. It was clear that my feet were turning him on greatly. Murring as he rubbed his crotch against my ass and taint. Over and over again. I moaned more and more, and my own bulge was starting to show a little stain of pre cum.

Kimahri let go of my feet and lifted me back up to his lap. This time he brought me closer so our bulges would touch each other. He began to undo his belts, undressing himself from his upper garments. Eventually his torso and arms were free of his accessories, allowing me to explore his body without too much restraint.

I started massaging his muscular body once again, this time working my hands on his large shoulders. Very broad, they defined his figure. I knew he would always train, and it showed feeling his arms and then his pecs again. All so rock hard. Kimahri murred again as I rub my thumbs around his nipples.

In response, the large Ronso slipped his hands under my shirt and started rubbing my nipples as well. I took a deep breath, feeling my nipples growing hard to the touch. I Moan a bit as my nipples are teased by his claws.

Next thing I knew, I lifted my arms and the shirt came off. Kimahri held my torso with his hands and circled my nipples with his thumbs. His purrs grew louder. I felt my bulge grinding against his own. He moved his hands down my lower back, and grasping my ass cheeks. I moaned from the touch and held him close. He let go of my butt shortly and started slipping a claw in my shorts, tugging on the belt line.

I showed no signs of disapproval, letting him unbutton my shorts and pulling down my zipper. I raised my torso up for a little bit.

"Kimahri go too far?" He asked with a smile. I shook my head.

"N-no. Keep going." I moaned slightly. Begging for my crotch to be freed from its clothed prison.

Kimahri nodded and finally pulled my shorts off, leaving me in my blueish boxers which are pitching a tent, stained with pre. Kimahri growled happily at what he saw. He was satisfied with how horny his teasing has made me. His tail swished back and forth with pleasure. Finally, with his finger tugging at my undies, he slips my final article of clothing off. I was now finally nude. My six and a half inch member free and standing hard and erect, with a one and a half inch girth to boot.

Now it was his turn for the clothes to come off. I reached my hands onto his belt and untied it. I slip the red rope off and tossed it to the side and then reached for his fauld armor covering his huge thighs. I looked up at Kimahri, laying back passively with his hands behind his head, exposing his furry armpits.

I undid the latch of his faulds and slid it off. Now all that is left is his loincloth wrapping. How it adorns his crotch oh so tenderly. It too pitched a tent with his hard member, bigger than mine, but sexy nevertheless. Nervous with anticipation, I reached for his loin cloth slowly until my fingertips just barely touch the cloth.

I froze a little, only prolonging the inevitable. Kimahri sensed my doubt and placed a claw on my chin and caressing my lower lip with his thumb. He leaned in closer and kissed me; pushing his tongue in me once more. My tongue wrestled with his so eagerly as the Ronso revived me by rubbing a claw on my back.

Knowing this strip tease cannot go on any longer without dragging on, Kimahri pulled on the line of cloth keeping the loin wrapping together. He slips it off and lets it fall to the ground beneath us, his large member finally exposed and standing tall.

His erection stood in between eight to eight and a half inches long with a nice two inch girth around it. Such a proud display of manly perfection was standing right before me; begging for attention. It was enticing.

Kimahri laid back on his chair, bringing me over. I found myself getting on top of him, rubbing his pecs again as our bodies touched and connected. Our cocks are grinding and pulsing against each other, eliciting light moans from us. My face lined with his chest, and he held me securely with his hands.

"Mmm, Kimahri..." I said while breathing hotly. "Your body's... so strong..." The ronso patted my head gently with his left hand, keeping my shoulder with his right as I kiss one of his pecs. He emitted a 'murr' from his muzzle as I licked his left nipple. I knew I was hitting the right spots, and he was loving every move I made to the rather sensitive gland with my tongue.

He started to moan and arch his head back for a second. Eventually I moved to work on his right nipple while pinching the left to keep it hardened. My own moaning was muffled as I planted my mouth on his nipple, sucking it like a babe. Kimahri's arousing moans grew steadily and his aching cock began to leak a thick bead of precum. He had no words to say. Only gestures of encouragement, wanting me to go on.

So I let go of his nipple and slowly worked my way down his pecs to his stone hard abdomen.

"It's so amazing..." I moaned. My hands still massaged his chest while I began kissing his abs. I savor every single detail of his muscles with each kiss working my way down his torso. Kimahri growls with anticipation while pinching one of his nipples. His tail instinctively wrapped itself around my left arm, keeping me close to him.

"And so hot." I finally say after a long pause. I kept kissing his abs down to his navel while rubbing his sides.

Kimahri kept one of his hands on one of the chair's arms, and placed the other on top of my head like a good pet getting petted by his master. Kimahri shivered a bit as he spoke.

"Kimahri worked out today. Mm, Eric not mind Kimahri's scent of sweat?" He grinned.

"Not at all." I responded. "In fact, I love the way you smell. It's so titillating..." As I breathed deeply, I inhaled the great scent of his body. I began to sweat from the heat caused by our passion. Kimahri too took a whiff of my scent as well, growling loudly with pride and heat.

I decided kneel down a little further, rubbing his outer thighs with my hands as I get closer and closer to the prize. His member poking my chin down below. I moan too as I kissed the tip of the pulsing Ronso penis. Even without touching it much, I could feel his stiff cock getting slick from his sweat and pre.

"This part too. That manly musk of yours. Mmmm..." I faintly say. There was no turning back here. This was Kimahri's greatest feature, and I would not let it go unattended. I lightly grab his cock with my hand and slowly stroke it. At the same time, I rubbed my nose up and down his shaft from the base to tip. Gathering all of the musk that mixed of sweat and sperm, as well as that scent between his thighs and balls... I could only close my eyes, take in that wonderful smell, and lose myself to his steadily leaking shaft.

Kimahri could only grunt and moan and keep his grips on the chair arms as I continued to tease his thick shaft. Making love to it at a steady pace to keep teasing him further and further. He was only able to wonder how long he can keep this up before completely exploding.

"It's so thick..." I said softly with moans of delight. "And I..." Then as I was unable to finish my sentence, I started to lick his aching rod. I started at the base and licking upwards. I trace my tongue around his thick glands, gently touching the pulsing veins of his member. Then the tip was next; the most sensitive part of a man's genitals. I ran my tongue on the thick dark blue, mushroom headed tip of his cock. With one careful lick through his pee hole, he continued to leak his clear pearls of pre like a faucet.

Kimahri breathed hotly, unable to contain his excitement anymore. He was happy how easily I could work his body, pressing the right buttons. His tongue hanged to the side like a wild beast who just got tamed, and red blushes clearly started to show on his blue-furred cheeks.

Before I knew it, I put his cock in my mouth and started to suck it. Kimahri made a softer deeper moan as I worked each inch of his cock, bobbing my head up and down coating it with saliva. We could only sing a duet of sexual moans and sucking noises.

The next thing I new I found myself making gulps as I drank his everlasting precum that unrelentingly shot in my mouth. It urged me to keep going, wanting more. I stroked my cock a bit to keep it up, and it started to leak a little bit as well. Eventually it started to become too much and I let go of his cock.

Kimahri made a few breaths of relief, but was still pent up. I started to catch my breath which mixed into my moans of arousal.

"Phew." Was all I could say as I kept stroking his cock. I was fascinated by the constant leaking of pre. He must have really been saving up. "Wow... It's leaking like crazy."

"Ah... Eric..." Kimahri finally began to speak again. Saying my name so enticingly as he looked down on me. "After this, I... I want you, Eric..." He paused just for a second. It was clear he blushed profusely at the oral pleasure I had just given to him.

"Kimahri want to be inside you, Eric... Would that be fine with you?" The sexy Ronso asked. I nodded, as I wanted him in me so badly it was like one of my darkest fantasies coming to life.

"I feel the same way." I softly spoke. "I want you too, Kimahri." He finally got up off his chair and leaned closer to me. I blushed as I was being laid down on my back gently. He kept his hands on my upper arms while getting on top of me. My legs spread open and he was setting us up in the missionary position. His lubricated cock rubbed against my own, making it hard again very quickly.

"For the longest time, I wanted you..." I say, pausing a bit with an interrupting moan. "I wanted you to penetrate me again." Kimahri could only comply, and moved his cock down my balls, past my taint as the tip started poking my asshole. I moaned a little as my hole winked against Kimahri's invading tip.

"H-here we go..." Kimahri said, looking at me with such gentle, yet fierce eyes. "Ready?"

"Y-yeah." I stuttered a bit, but I was ready to take him. Then with a sharp thrust, the large dominant Ronso began to push his cock inside me.

"Mm!"

"NAAAAAAAAHHHH!!..." I shouted loudly, moaning, breathing fast. I winced a little before the pleasure took over. Little by little Kimahri was pushing every inch of his dick inside me. The Ronso too growled and moaned as our body waves connected. Sending signals that informed each other of our pleasure.

"You alright, Eric?" Kimahri asked in a caring tone. I nodded looking back at his face.

"Oh yeah, Kimahri." I moaned. "You're so hot... and so big."

"You too, Eric." He responded. "You feel so warm... and tight. Mm!" As he rubbed my smooth skin with his hands holding us together, he started to feel his instincts taking over. He was able to hilt his entire length inside my inner walls, and my ass clenching on his girth made it feel so tight.

"Forgive Kimahri." He suddenly told me, then made his next declaration. "KIMAHRI CANNOT HOLD BACK ANY LONGER!!" Then he finally began to thrust himself in hard. Fucking me like a beast.

"K-Kimahri!!!" I felt myself rocking back and forth to the Ronso's humping. Each thrust pounding me away like a taiko drum. His hips slapped my butt cheeks like a jackhammer in perfect rhythm.

My voice became lost amidst the sea of moan emitted from each other's mouths. He started to shoot just a little bit of precum inside me with each thrust. However, the hard thrusts suddenly became much for me all at once.

"Hey! Ahhh! W-wait!" I shouted so desperately. "Ki-Kimahri, please! You're going a little fast!" My plea shocked Kimahri and brought him back to his senses, and he stopped his thrusts for a moment. He looked down at me blushing profusely with a worried expression on his face.

"I... I'm sorry. Did Kimahri hurt you?" I caught my breath in time so I can answer back.

"I'm okay. It did feel so good." The Ronso, still hilting his horn inside me, leaned down to my face and kissed me on the lips. I let out an 'mmm' sound in satisfaction.

"Kimahri is happy. This intimate moments... Thats what Kimahri loves about you." He said, licking my cheek. "Kimahri want Eric to be happy. So please, endure for now."

"Yeah."

Then, just for a moment Kimahri pulled out of my ass and laid me on my side. He lifted my left leg in the air with his right arm. Then followed that up by groping my leaking cock with his left hand, and started pawing off as he pushed himself back in my ass. His thrusting now continued in our new position.

"Whoa-! Ahh!" I moaned even louder than usual as the friction of his furry fingers pawing me off added to the already high stimulation caused by his cock ravaging my anus. Kimahri grunted lustfully as fucked me hard without relent, like a true warrior would to satisfy his mate. "Kimahri! This is amazing..." I let out another moan in the midst of our serenade of sex.

"Trust Kimahri, Eric... It gets, even, better!" Then with the next thrust, Kimahri shot even more pre inside me making it much more pleasuring as he continues still to pump into me with his sex. I just lost myself in the heat of this glorious lovemaking. It was powerful enough that the sacred mountain could recognize this act of nature with honor.

Before I knew it I found myself lifted off the ground. Kimahri's torso touched my back as he held my thighs aloft, letting my legs swing in the air. I moaned again as Kimahri thrusted his cock up my ass in one fell swoop. Then he started fucking me again in yet another sexy position.

"Oh, Kimahri!! This is-..." The words could not come out, as this position was just perfect. It felt like in this position, I could only feel myself unable to do anything but be held as I let him fuck me all the way up to the highest level of nirvana.

"Eric..." Kimahri moaned as he pounded away, shooting pre after pre, getting closer to the edge slowly by each second. "Oh Eric!... So, fucking good, baby..." Then I shivered so much. My balls rose up, and my cock was pulsing even more, signaling my imminent climax.

"Ah Kimahri!!" I could barely speak in this euphoria. "Hitting me hard... right spots... I-I-I'M GONNA CUM!!! Nggggaaahhhh!"

Kimahri held me tightly and suddenly thrust in me at full force. He was hell bent on reaching his climax with his mate.

"It's so good, baby!" He shouted as he growled louder and louder, pounding me harder and harder. Our balls both just about ready to burst.

"Harder!" I barely shouted. "Push it all inside! NNNGGGHHHRRRRRRRRR!!"

"Ah! YAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Then like fireworks, I finally shot my cum, coating both my stomach and the floor below us. Finally, with one final thrust, Kimahri shoved his whole cock in me and let out the mightiest roar, echoing all of Spira, as he unloaded his seed inside me! He wouldn't stop shooting rope after rope of that hot steamy cum of his. It's filling me up to the brim that I swear it was going right up my stomach.

"Ahh! Kimahri... It's so warm!" I kept shooting a few more ropes until it settled, but Kimahri continued to fill me up with his pup makers.

"Grrr... Fuck yeah, baby." Kimahri's ejaculations eventually settled, and began murring with much satisfaction. His tail swished so delightfully...

The next several minutes or so were spent catching our breaths, calming down as the afterglow filled our auras. It's always been like this between us, but each day we do it, it always becomes even more special than before. This moment is no exception. I am as happy as can be right now, and I'm silently going to make it last.

"Are you alright?..." Kimahri asked me softly as he pants.

"Yeah." I responded.

"That is good to hear..." He trailed off into the silence and slowly began to pull out of my ass. I grunted a little and I could feel some of his cum leaking out. I took a small sigh and he moved my face to his with his finger, and we kissed. It felt so right as we just held onto the kiss. He moved us back onto his chair and we just kissed and held each other close.

"Kimahri?" I said.

"Hm?"

"I love you..."

"I love you too..." With that, our loving reunion was complete.

The room fell into complete silence for a while. It didn't matter what would happen now as long as we held each other warmly. We didn't even think about putting our clothes back on. After all it would be fine to be in the nude for at least a little longer, since no one would dare come in here unannounced... Unless you were either Tidus or Yuna.

I quickly lifted my head off Kimahri's chest and turned towards the front entrance. There I saw the familiar spiky blond Blitzball star, and the former high summoner adorning her Gunner outfit with their jaws dropped, and eyes wide open. They were shocked. Right at that very second my heart stopped as I contemplated the fact that Kimahri and I have been caught.

"Oh my goodness!" Yuna exclaimed, covering her face and turning away.

"I'm blind!!" Tidus shouted. I could only giggle in embarrassment as I covered my naughty bits with my hands.

"You two ever knock?" Kimahri asked them with his eyebrow raised. Tidus gave a smart ass response.

"Well, to be fair, there's no door. So..." He stopped as he kept looking away, trying not to see our naked bodies.

"So things are okay then?..." Yuna asked, looking back at us with a slight blush on her face. I nodded.

"Yeah. We're fine..." I said as I just slump down, tightly covering myself like I've been exposed to the public.

"Eric. It's okay." She said folding her arms. "We know you're Kimahri's boyfriend. You don't have to cover yourself up like we're strangers. I've seen a man naked before. Right Tidus?" She looked at her boyfriend while speaking to him in a teasing manner.

"S-shut up..." He looked away from her, and we could see him blushing profusely.

"Relax Eric." Kimahri told me. "We're in good company."

But we were still naked, so I was reluctant at first. Then I took a deep sigh and just let go of myself as I try to relax. Shortly after we all just laughed it off like it was nothing.

"Well anyway. What brings you guys here?" I asked them.

"We were on our way to Zanarkand." Yuna explained. "We figured that maybe we should stop by and say hello to Kimahri first."

"It was more like we heard some shouting and roaring going on up there, so we were worried. We thought Kimahri might have been attacked by fiends. Well as it turns out..." He observed the scattered pile of our clothes on the floor and shook his head.

"Has mating season started early for you two?" She asked teasingly and we both just laughed. To be fair though, this is usually the time of year when mating season begins for the Ronso, so she's not too far off. Still, Yuna was joking and I took it in jest.

"Well anyway. We better go." Yuna said. "We'll leave those two alone now." Tidus nodded in agreement.

"You're right, we gotta go to Zanarkand now. See you two later!"

With that they waved goodbye to us and left the tent. We were now alone again. I took another deep breath and began to relax completely. Kimahri smiled at me and gave me a few licks on the cheek. I smiled brightly and returned it with a kiss to his lips, which he was glad to reciprocate. We broke the kiss shortly after.

"Let's clean up." He said to me. I nodded.

"Yeah. Let's go." Using his strength, the Ronso lifted me up and held me tight in his arms. He carried me out of the tent and headed straight for the spring next to us. It wasn't terribly chilly outside, but even if it was, Kimahri would keep me warm with his fur.

Kimahri stepped into the water, humming to himself as the warmth surrounded his foot paws. He set me down on the spring, carefully laying me in a comfortable spot. He then laid right next to me as he began to wash me clean. The water was so pure and crystal clear that it would not irritate my eyes. I could only smile as the Ronso poured lots of water on my hair, and rubbing it in my face and over my body. I did the same for him which he thought was cute. We just held each other close after that as we let our private spring wash the scent of sex away.

Eventually we knew we had to get out sometime. There was still daylight to burn, and for me there were worlds to save. I looked at him wondering if he was alright, and he smiled at me. Reassuring me that he's okay with this. So we got off the spring and dried each other off. Then we held our hands as we made our way back to our tent.

The two of us got our clothes and put them all back on. I grabbed my supplies, including my new crystal that can bring Kimahri to my side. As soon as I put it in one of my tightly secure pockets, Kimahri held me close and gave me a soft goodbye kiss. I was a little sad to be leaving him again, but at the same time I was happy to know that he will always be with me. No matter how far apart in the entire multi-verse we were.

We broke the kiss and I left the tent, parting with my beloved. I stopped just outside of the tent and summoned the Keyblade in my hand. I held it aloft in the sky as it conjured a blue light shooting up in the heavens to unlock a pathway to the outside worlds. I blew a whistle with my fingers to summon my otherworldly steed that always served as my means of traveling the skies, time and space itself, all as I felt my feet lifting off the ground. I looked back at Kimahri, who was smiling at me while waving goodbye. I smiled and waved goodbye too, with a tear rolling down my cheek, as I vanished. With Kimahri's new crystal in my possession, my adventures as a freelance hero begin anew.

The End