Time to Relax

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Time to Relax! A Tales of Symphonia Story
By: Karl the Heretic
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The world was saved. Sylvarant and Tethe'alla were reunited, as had once been, and the group of warriors and friends who had braved countless perils to perform the seemingly impossible task were haled everywhere as heroes legendary. Especially Lloyd Irving, the idealistic young man who had refused to give up and kept the dissimilar group together; even the others agreed it couldn't have been done without him and the greatness of his spirit.

Everyone had scattered across the planet, to rest and recover from the great adventure. Duke Bryant released himself from his shackles at last, and together with his friend Presea they undertook to reform their land with the might of the Lezareno Company behind them. Their first projects were to rebuild Ozette and destroy the Toize Valley Mines; with those done, they focused on the wider picture.

The former Chosen of Mana, Zelos Wilder, could finally let his true colors through now that he wasn't the Chosen anymore; though he still had the social status and ranking of the Chosen, he knew it didn't really mean anything anymore, and he could finally take it seriously as he too worked to bring change to the new world.

Raine and Genis, so long outcasts, could now stand proud of their heritage and not fear persecution. They were instrumental in the rebuilding of Palmacosta, and decided to settle there once the city had returned to its old glory. They are still good friends with their fellow half-elves in Asgard, however, and frequently visit them.

Colette, the Chosen of Regeneration, went back to Iselia and settled quietly in with her father and grandmother. She was much more relaxed and normal, now that the weight of the world was no longer on her shoulders.

Lloyd himself, along with his good friend Sheena, followed up on their vow to travel the world and destroy all the Exspheres they could find. They decided, however, to rest for a while, figure out a concrete plan instead of randomly running about, and generally getting ready; they spent this time in Luin, the rebuilt City of Water, where they were especially regarded as heroes…

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"Man, even after all this time I still get a rush from this city," Lloyd commented, gazing out over the lake from the balcony of the house he and Sheena had been given. It was a two-story affair that neither felt entirely at home in; it was too wide and airy, for one thing, and neither of them had much in the way of stuff to fill up the space with (except for Lloyd's collection of swords, and Sheena's wardrobe, but those things didn't begin to make it seem less spacious).

A few moments went by without an answer, and Lloyd looked up. "Sheena?" he said, turning around; the room behind him seemed deserted. "Hey, Sheena…" he called out, taking a few steps beyond the door into the house.

His only warning was a very faint thud behind him before a very feminine form pounced on his back and covered his eyes. "GOTCHA!" Sheena crowed as Lloyd stumbled beneath her sudden weight. "I still got it! Igaguri ninja go!" Laughing, she flipped lightly up off of Lloyd's back, landing lightly on the floor, a grin trying to break through the serious expression on her face. "Come on, Lloyd, even after all this time I can still sneak up on you!" she admonished with her hands on her hips. "Haven't I taught you anything yet?"

"Aww, come on, Sheena!" Lloyd said lamely, trying to defend himself. "You know I can't do any of that stuff, I'm not as light as you are or-" He was cut off by Sheena's finger flipping his nose up.

"Don't give me that! I've seen you swing those pig-stickers of yours around, you could totally be a ninja if you just put your mind to it!" She figured she knew at least some of what Raine had felt over all those years of trying to teach Lloyd anything.

"You sound like the Professor now," Lloyd retorted, rubbing his nose and grinning despite himself. "Seriously, I save the world and what does she do? Make me write a freaking novel about it!" He gestured at a wide writing desk along the wall, upon which a bunch of papers and quill pens were scattered; much of the paper was written on in Lloyd's scrawling penmanship, with a great deal of crossing out and remarking.

"Well, someone has to write it all down," Sheena said in a placating tone, walking over to glance at the manuscript. "And who better then you? You were the one who did it all, frankly; without you it wouldn't have happened and we'd still be stuck in that messed up system of mana rivalry and twin worlds!"

Lloyd looked down at this, blushing and rubbing his neck. "Don't YOU start in on that now, too," he mumbled. "I just did what I thought was right, that's all… and I'm gonna keep doing what I think is right, no matter what anyone else says."

Sheena walked up to him, a soft smile on her face. "That's what I like about you, Lloyd," she whispered, putting her arms around him and leaning her head on his shoulders. "You're so strong…" Being in Lloyd's arms always made her feel safe and protected; inside, she was still insecure about herself, and Lloyd was always there for her.

Lloyd sighed and held her tightly, relishing the feel of her body against his. "Only as long as you're there with me," he replied. "Without you, I'm just another guy." A comfortable silence fell then, and Sheena pulled back a little to look into Lloyd's eyes; the silence deepened, she leaned in and closed her eyes…

Their lips touched, and each shivered at the feeling of the other; they'd long since gotten over the awkwardness of being a real couple and enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh full-heartedly, but there still wasn't anything quite like the magic of a kiss. "Oh Lloyd…" Sheena whispered huskily, breaking the contact and rubbing herself against him. "I'll never get tired of you…"

"Me neither," he replied with a crooked grin, leaning in to nuzzle her neck. She moaned and tilted her head back so he could have more to suck on, when without warning his arms went this way and that, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. "Hey!" she shouted, laughing and beating futilely at his back. "Let go of me, you big lunk!"

"Sure thing!" he replied, tossing her lightly on their large bed; before she could get up he was on top of her, his hands roving boldly over her body as he kissed her hard, using his tongue this time. Sheena moaned again in surrender, tangling her hands in his hair and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Their clothes came off, and Lloyd went after her great breasts with his mouth and tongue, encouraging pants and gasps from his lover. "Lloyd, Lloyd… oh god, Lloyd," she hissed, lost in a haze of pleasure that throbbed in time with his mouth. He made her so wet; no one had ever turned her on as much as he could, not even Zelos. His hands left her breasts, and she opened her lust-darkened eyes inquiringly; but she had to slam them shut again as another moan echoed from her throat, as his hands did things down between her legs.

All too quickly, he brought her to a shuddering, gasping climax; for a moment she laid there, trembling slightly and looking at him with laughter in her eyes. "That was fast," she said between pants.

"I'm not done yet," he replied with a smirk, looming up over her on his knees. She looked down, and saw that, indeed, he wasn't anywhere close to done. The thought aroused her all over again, and she looked back up at him, begging with her eyes for him to enter her. He did just that, leaning down to kiss her long and slow as he slid himself into her. She gasped and shook harder than ever as her inner walls stretched to accommodate his length, and she clung tightly to him with her arms and legs.

When he was halfway in he pulled out almost all the way, then pressed back in with more force, going a little deeper; he did this over and over, going a little faster and farther each time, until his whole length was buried in her wetness all the way to the hilt. "I'm no virgin anymore, Lloyd," she whispered, her voice husky with lust. "You don't have to treat me like I'm made of porcelain anymore."

"Yeah, but I like to anyway," he replied, his hands on her breasts. He began moving faster and harder, losing himself in the feeling of her slick wetness enveloping him at every thrust. After a while he rolled over, allowing her to straddle him; she put her hands on his muscular chest for balance, her breasts squished between her arms as she started riding him hard.

"Ahh, Lloyd…" she moaned, tossing her head; her hair had come loose sometime in the past few minutes, and it whipped back and forth as the cords of her neck strained. The pressure grew inside her, hot and delicious, as she rode up and down, back and forth, as hard as she could; the slap of flesh on heated flesh filled the room, and still she didn't stop.

One of his hands was on her breasts, kneading and pinching it, while the other was between her legs, doing unbelievably pleasurable things down there. "Lloyd…! Lloyd, I, I'm gonna…!" she cried, riding him faster than ever, bent over almost double, her arms on either side of his head. He only grunted in reply, unable to speak coherently, and his hands fastened about her wildly gyrating hips; with a louder grunt he came, pouring his seed into her in hard, hot spurts. The feeling of his seed filling her up drove her over the edge, and she came with a scream, not letting herself stop moving until they were both done.

When it was over and both were spent, Sheena lay limp on top of Lloyd, her chest heaving as she struggled for breath. "Good thing… I know my herbs…" she panted with an ironic smile; the women of her village were taught from puberty about pregnancy and contraceptives, so that accidents could never happen in the heat of passion.

"Yeah, really…" he replied, panting also. He pulled her down, and they shared a long, languid kiss. They fell asleep like that, snuggled tightly against each other, completely innocent of the fact that the windows were wide open…