Counselor

Rikku just loved being a camp counselor. She loved her cabin, loved being a role model, loved her girls. She had six girls in her cabin, half of the group that she shared with Yuna.

There were Kairi and Namine, and she had been a bit nervous at first, because usually siblings were separated, and she has heard horror stories about what happens when a pair of twins share a cabin. But Namine and Kairi don’t fight that often. They were close as any siblings can be. Closer, actually. Rikku had spied the two girls kissing, that desperate kind of kissing that usually leads into other things. It didn’t bother her too much. After all, she smooched Yuna (and did more than smooching, although she wasn’t sure if Namine and Kairi did that much) on a fairly regular basis, and they were cousins. So far the girls had been pretty discreet - the only reason Rikku found them kissing in the first place was because she wanted to find out who was showering late at night, and found them wrapped around each other. She guarded the door for them, although they didn’t know it, and the next morning, she smiled at Namine and said idly that she had once heard that a trick to get rid of hickeys was to rub toothpaste on it. Namine had dashed into the bathroom and only came out when they were heading towards breakfast, smelling suspiciously minty.

Then there was Selphie, who was nothing but a ball of energy. Rikku was fond of Selphie - who couldn’t be fond of a girl like that, with her easy smile, always dashing to and from. There were arguments on occasion, of course, and Selphie was the one who argued the most over things like lights out and free time. Still, Selphie reminded Rikku of the girl she had been when she was Selphie’s age. When she found Selphie out back in the woods one night, sandwiched between Irvine and Squall, she had grinned somewhat, watching the three teenagers. Rikku remembered that, too. Selphie seemed to enjoy having each boy fill her, and when Selphie sneaked back into the cabin that night, Rikku had pretended to still be asleep. When she caught Selphie limping the next day, she had smiled at her and told Lulu, the head of their division, that Selphie was dealing with “girly troubles”, and would it be alright if she sat out for the day? She had winked at Selphie, and Selphie had blushed dark red.

Fuu honestly confused Rikku. She was so… quiet. It was unnerving. She did what she was told when she was asked to, but she mostly kept to herself. She was friends with a few of the guys in the boy’s division, but she also had some kind of passing friendship with Olette, who was also a girl with more guy friends than girls. Rikku did know, for a fact, that Fuu had a crush on Olette - she had seen the quiet girl slide a picked flower into the pocket of Olette’s pants when the other girl wasn’t looking. Rikku didn’t think that Fuu was messing around with her guy friends - Fuu didn’t strike her as the type.

Olette, on the other hand…. Rikku had caught sight of her kissing each of her friends. Rikku had smiled each time, seeing Olette kissing Hayner or Roxas or Pence. She was vaguely surprised that Olette kept going back to Pence. The other boy was sweet, but he wasn’t exactly… good looking, in the conventional sense. She had seen her kissing Roxas twice, but it was Pence who she got on her knees for, Pence who had his hand under her shirt as she whimpered and moaned, pressed back into a tree.

But, as much as she would never admit it, Rikku had a favorite camper, and that was Xion. Xion was a… special camper. For one thing, she was the youngest. She was also… different from the other girls. She was allowed to change in the bathroom, while the other girls had been told to, essentially, get used to people seeing them naked. But Xion was different. Xion always swam while wearing a pair of guy’s swim shorts, always wore loose shorts and baggy jeans. Lulu had pulled her aside, on orientation, and had told Rikku that she was going to have a special camper, because after all, they weren’t close minded at this summer camp, so Rikku wouldn’t mind terribly have an… unusual camper, would she? Rikku had, of course, assured Lulu that she would love having an unusual camper, although the nature of her unusualness had been a surprise. Still, Rikku wasn’t complaining. If she was going to be perfectly honest, she wanted to see Xion’s more… unusual attributes. Maybe even… play with them.

She wasn’t the only counselor making eyes towards a camper. Oh, far from it! She knew for a fact that Axel fucked Roxas on a regular basis - she had seen the redhead kissing the short blond, one hand around his dick and pumping furiously. Larxene had, thankfully, stayed away from Rikku’s girls, but Rikku knew that it wasn’t because she wasn’t interested. Rikku just didn’t trust her, and so kept her away.

So what if Rikku had a favorite? She didn’t make it obvious. She was also trying to train poor little Xion out of being so… nervous. Rikku understood it, somewhat. Xion was… different, and different tended to result in being treated… well, differently. But Rikku’s girls did their best to make sure that Xion felt comfortable. Of course, Rikku had a little meeting beforehand to clear some things up, and to make sure that everyone was okay. There had been a few startled reactions when everyone heard about Xion’s… unique attributes, but for the most part, everyone was okay. That was one of the reasons Rikku loved her girls so much - they all had such big hearts, and they were slowly helping Xion adjust to being around other girls.

And that brought Rikku to tonight. The first session of camp was three weeks gone, and Rikku was already feeling sentimental. All of her girls would be staying - they always kept the two sessioners in one cabin, so there wouldn’t be a mess of unpacking and confusion - but it was funny to think that the first session would be over. It felt like they had only just gotten here, quarreling over who got which bed, Rikku giving everyone nametags. But she remembered everyone’s name, now. She sat on the front porch, a book in her lap but her flashlight turned off. It was a quiet night, and she would be turning in soon. She was just opening the cabin door when she heard muffled sobbing.

Oh boy. Who was homesick? It was coming from Xion’s cot. Of course. The poor girl had cried the first two nights, and Rikku had walked into the cabin one morning to find Olette wrapped around the younger girl. It had made Rikku smile - Olette was the mother of the cabin, or so it seemed. But everyone else was asleep right now, except Xion.

“Hey….” Rikku leaned down, whispering and putting a hand on Xion’s shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

Xion looked up at Rikku, and her expression was terrified. “S-s-something’s wrong,” she stuttered, sitting up and wrapping her blanket around her.

“What’s wrong?” Rikku put her hand on Xion’s shoulder, feeling how hot the girl’s skin was even through her thin sleep shirt.

“C-can we go… outside?” Xion looked around wildly, her wide blue eyes panicked. “Like, the back porch?”

“Sure, alright.” Rikku agreed easily. She beckoned for Xion to follow her as they walked quietly through the tiny cabin. When they emerged on the back porch, Rikku sat on the canvas chair that she had set up. When she sat Xion looking around for somewhere to sit, she smiled and patted her lap. She didn’t mind it when the girls got physically affectionate with her - that was part of being a camp counselor, after all.

Xion chose to stand in front of Rikku. It was dark - the porch light was pretty much dead - and Rikku had to squint to see Xion’s silhouette.

“So what’s up?” Rikku kept her voice soft.

“S-s-something is wrong with….” Xion was blushing a dark red, examining her feet.

“With…?” Rikku prompted, resisting the urge to put her hands on Xion’s hips.

“My… y’know.” Xion rubbed her knees together, pulling the blanket tighter around her.

“I’m afraid I don’t,” Rikku said, still whispering. “Don’t worry - you can tell me anything.”

“You won’t think I’m a freak or a weirdo or anything?” Xion was babbling now, albeit quietly.

“Of course not.” Rikku reached up and cupped Xion’s cheek, stroking her cheekbone with her thumb. “So what’s wrong?”

“My bed is all wet and I was having a dream and now it won’t stop and usually it does but this time it isn’t and I don’t know how to get it to….” Xion goes quiet, blushing hotly.

“Did you wet the bed, sweetie?” Rikku was warned about that, although usually it was thought to happen to younger campers. Still, an older kid might do it now and again.

“I don’t think so,” Xion mumbled. “It doesn’t… smell like pee.”

“It doesn’t… oh!” Rikku had to bite her lip to keep from grinning devilishly. “Xion, sweetie, were you dreaming?”

Xion nodded, and she was still blushing. Rikku could feel the heat under her fingers.

“C’mere….” Rikku tugged Xion into her lap, so that the girl was sitting sidesaddle. She knew that Xion liked the cuddly type things, and she wanted to hold her. She smiled when Xion absently took hold of one beaded blond braid, shifting to get more comfortable. “So what did you dream about?”

“Um… you sure you wanna know? It was kinda… weird.” Xion pressed her face into Rikku’s neck, twirling a braid around her finger.

“I’d like to know,” Rikku said, squirming a bit as she felt a familiar dampness between her legs. She wanted to know what Xion was dreaming about.

“Well, um, I was at home but you were all here, and Olette….” Xion blushed harder, biting her lip. “Olette was… on my bed. And she was eating a peach. And… she wasn’t… wearing anything, and she was, y’know… touching herself.”

“I see….” One of the odder wet dreams, but then again, Rikku remembered some of her own, and they had been just as odd. “And then you woke up and your bed was all wet?”

“Yeah, and my….” Xion looked up, and Rikku could faintly see her big blue eyes in the darkness. “It won’t… go down.”

“Your….” Rikku made a thinking face, then light broke. “Oh, you mean you’re… hard?”

“…yeah,” Xion mumbled, holding on to Rikku’s shirt and shaking.

“Do you know how to… fix it?” This felt a bit surreal. On the one hand, she would get fired if anyone found out. On the other hand, here was little Xion in her lap, aroused and confused. Well, she was her counselor, right? What was a hand job, now and again? It was just to help her feel better, right? So that she could sleep.

“N-no,” Xion mumbled. “I mean… it’s happened before but usually it just goes down by itself.” She squirmed more, and Rikku looked down. She could just make out the bulge of Xion’s erection through her pajama pants.

“Do you want me to help?” Rikku kept her voice casual and relaxed, even while her heart was hammering in her chest.

“You’d do that?” Xion looked up at her hopefully. “Help me, I mean?”

“Sure. I’m your counselor. I’m here to help.” She pressed a kiss to Xion’s temple. “But you have to promise not to tell anyone, alright?”

“Alright. I promise.” Xion wriggled in Rikku’s lap. “What’re you going to do?”

“I’m going to show you how to… get rid of it,” Rikku said, and her hands were shaking as she parted the blanket enough to slide her hand into Xion’s pajama pants. They were tacky with cum - that must’ve been some dream little Xion had. She could feel the head of Xion’s cock poking out from under her panties, which were even stickier, and she grinned, pressing down on the tip gently with her thumb, feeling the pre-cum under her finger.

Xion shuddered against her, pressing her face into Rikku’s neck. “It feels so good,” she whispered. “I mean….” She shut her eyes tightly, arching her back.

“Sh… let Rikku take care of you.” Rikku pressed another kiss to Xion’s temple and slid her hand into Xion’s panties, wrapping her hand around Xion’s erection. It wasn’t that big - if she tried to mount up, Rikku didn’t think she’d get much out of it. But it fit wonderfully in her hand, and it was delicious, the way Xion squirmed and whimpered against her. She squeezed Xion’s cock, feeling it swell slightly under her hand, and smiled again, slowly beginning to pump it.

Xion gasped and jerked her hips up into Rikku’s hand. She was whimpering and moaning, little half words that Rikku isn’t really paying attention to, except that they’re awfully loud.

Rikku slid two fingers into Xion’s mouth, stroking her tongue. “Sh,” she whispered as she pumped Xion’s cock in her hand. “Don’t want to wake anyone else up, do ya?” She pressed a kiss to Xion’s temple and gently scratched along the underside of Xion’s cock with one ticklish fingernail, making the girl gasp around her counselor’s finger.

“S-s-so good,” Xion whimpered, jerking her hips up into Rikku’s hand. “Rikku, something is… it’s going to….” She was sobbing as she clutched at Rikku’s shirt, shuddering as her cock pulsed, spitting cum all over Rikku’s hand. She didn’t even notice that she had bitten Rikku, although Rikku didn’t’ mind.

“Sh, it’s okay.” Rikku milked her carefully, pulling her wet hand out of Xion’s panties and kissing her on the forehead. “Did that help?”

Xion nodded feebly, clearly still dazed from her orgasm. “Could you do that again?” She squirmed, pressing her knees together and wincing as her still tender cock came into contact with her wet, soggy panties.

Rikku laughed quietly, patting Xion on the belly. “Maybe tomorrow,” she said, cuddling the girl in her lap. “But remember - don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t,” Xion mumbled, putting her head on Rikku’s shoulder. “But… tomorrow?”

“Possibly,” Rikku said, shifting position, feeling her own sticky wetness. “Do you want me to wake you up early tomorrow?”

“Why?” Xion toyed with one of Rikku’s long braids, rolling the bead between her fingers.

“To wash your sheets, silly.” Rikku planted a kiss on Xion’s forehead. “C’mon, back to bed. We’ve got arts and crafts tomorrow, right after breakfast.” She smiled as Xion shuffled back towards her soiled bed, then looked down at her messy hand. She licked it clean, relishing the taste of Xion. Then she went back into the bunk, towards her own bed. As she had told Xion, they did have arts and crafts tomorrow….

From her own bunk, Xion shot Rikku a shy smile, squirming around in her bed. She rolled onto her belly, and Rikku had to smile at that, imagining Xion waking up with a morning erection and humping at the mattress to fix it. Well, she’d be waking her up early - maybe she could help her in the morning…. With that happy though, Rikku rolled onto her side and pulled her blanket over her head, slowly sliding her hand between her legs.