Fire in the 8th by Zephyra Crimson

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Tags/ Warnings: Fire Force, Hinawa, Soft Smut

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Fire in the 8th

by Zephyra Crimson

I am a member of the 8^th. The last squad, the special Fire Force division. I joined them a few months ago after witnessing some astonishing events when Rekka Hoshimiya was revealed as a traitor. I was under Captain Hibana where I learned how to harness my flames and use them as a true weapon. Here in the 8^th Captain Obi has taught me much about the importance of physical strength in a fight and I have been able to improve my combat skills immensely with the help of Shinra, Arthur, Maki and the others.  Imaginably I have spent several hours in the gym beside the Captain. I am aware of most of the members of the 8th and their impressive builds because of their annual calendar sells (that I absolutely purchased every year). I was hoping to be a part of that calendar now that I have joined this elite squad.

While most are fascinated by Captain Obi and his mismatched squad, I was at first too, but there is another that has caught my eye. Lt. Hinawa. He is consistent and present. He is dedicated to the Captain and his routine. He does what he needs to but shows little emotion.  

All interactions with him were so brief and concise, “if you channel your core during a lateral pull you will impact more muscles and create a more effective workout,” or “I notice when forming your flame you face your palm horizontal then rotate, try forming the flame as you are projecting and you will cut your attack time down by 1.32 seconds.” I would simply reply “Yes Lt. thank you.”

Over time, as I realized my true infatuation was not with impressing Hinawa it was to send an emotion I had never seen across his face. He is assertive with the rookies but also calm and collected. I wanted to see what pleasure; ecstasy looked like all over him. His body trembling as he embraces pure desire. I became so obsessed with the thought it plagued me throughout my days. I kept picturing his perfect face flushed. At night I would form lustful dreams, stifling gasps, as my body filled with spiraling sensations that left me drenched.

One day, after combat training, he congratulated me on increasing my speed and output. “Excellent work improving your timing, that will help immensely out in the field.”

I responded, “thank you Lieutenant,” but my body wanted to drop to my knees and give him a true thank you.

As time passed, I would find ways to ‘accidentally’ have physical contact with him, hoping to see a hint of anything, embarrassment, lust, annoyance. I started simple, reaching for items at the same time, ‘Pardon me Lt.” bumping into him in doorways, “So sorry sir,” elbow bumps, knees touching, scooting close during briefings. I don’t know if he ever realized it was intentionally or if he believed me to just be clumsy, “Soldier, pay attention. Accidents can lead to failure.”

One evening I went into the study, if you could call it that. It was a small room where the cathedral once had a library and Company 8 has gathered some books that could be beneficial to understanding the changes in the world. I would head down just to skim through the books or just have a quiet moment of peace. That particular day, I discovered Hinawa deep into a book standing by a shelf. I approached quietly and unnoticed. His glasses placed neatly on his face, and I couldn’t help but to picture those glasses fogged.

Without much thought or hesitation, I approached him hoping to think of something to cause us to touch. I decided to pretend to drop my bookmark. As I near him, I slightly released it from my hand, I turned and bent in front of him hoping my hip would bump his. What I was not aware of was that Lt. had lowered his book and had begun to step forward. This motion had caused his hips to lineup perfectly with mine. The force of our collision caused him to drop his book and use both hands to embrace me by my sides to keep from falling over. The unexpected impact caused an airy moan to release from me before I knew what had happened.

“Soldier!” Hinawa started to fumble his hands around my waist.

When I looked up to him, my face was flushed and my breathing erratic, “sorry Lieutenant.” There in that moment I had seen it, that change I was waiting for. His face was calm then reddened at the obvious pleasure on my face.

He stammered, “I, um, I, I didn’t see you th-there, uh, I um,” he slid his hands to my hips and began to stand up, and I seized the opportunity to lean into him making it more obvious he can take his time separating our bodies from the embrace, again surprising him. As his blushing grew, he paused and slowly pulled his hands away.

My breath still shaky as I stood, “ssssorry Lieutenant,” tucking hairs behind my ear, I turned to face him unable to control my lust.

He stared at me, as if he was processing this new side of me, he had just seen, “um, my apologies,” he grabs his book, “I, have a goodnight, Soldier,” his face puzzled as he walked past me.

“Good night, Lt. Hinawa,” I bowed, still slightly breathless. As he left the study my mind raced. I had seen it, that emotion I longed for. I moved to a table, heart still racing. I abandoned any use of that study for the night.

The next day it was apparent Hinawa had been pondering our encounter. My face stayed flush and I could see his cheeks under his glasses were a light pink when we made eye contact. It didn’t go unnoticed by the others either. Captain Obi questioned Hinawa pretty directly, “What’s going on with you Hinawa, I’ve never seen you like this, someone caught your interest ay? Who’s the lucky lady? Hmm? Ope, or fella, remember what I said,” poking him on his shoulder.

“No Captain, I am focused on training,” he quickly straightened his face, and I avoided looking towards them to not blow his restraints.

While it was easily handled for Captain Obi, when Viktor approached me, I had much more difficulties… “hey, what’s up with you and the lieutenant? You 2 are acting strange today. Come on you can tell me! What happened, huh?”

I told him many times it was nothing, when I finally said, “I embarrassed myself.” He let the matter go thinking that it was something I just rather not discuss when truthfully, I wanted nothing more than to share my excitement with someone, but I held on just as the Lieutenant did earlier.

That night, I waited to go to the study until everyone had mostly wound down for the day and were in their beds. On my walk there I wondered if Lieutenant would be in the study or in his quarters processing his thoughts. To my surprise he was already in the study. He had noticed me first and stood from the table he was sitting at, placing his book down. From his quick reaction I concluded he must have been waiting for me to arrive.

“Uh, hello” the greeting came like it had never come before, it wasn’t uniform or robotic as it usually was, there was a softness to his voice I had never heard.

“Hello Lieutenant Hinawa,” I spoke softly too, welcoming this different environment.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about what happened last night,” his face a little flush, “I am sorry to have put you in that position.”

My face fully red, “oh, Lieutenant, that’s not what happened. It was completely my fault,” I decided to be fully honest with him, I lowered my gaze to the floor, “my full intent was to bump into you, I didn’t know all of that would happen,” I looked up at him, “but I want nothing more than to be touched by you.”

Hinawa’s face changed from the slight embarrassment to what seemed like excitement and his breaths became shorter, “I didn’t know you felt that way.”

I stepped closer to him, “I do. I really would like to touch you right now.” I was feeling bold, but I didn’t want to let the opportunity pass, we were alone and I could see this new emotion on his face.

“Oh, well,” his mind was easily battling between duty and desire. I knew I had to make the first move before duty took over. As he processed, I rushed to him, I got close enough that my breast was against his chest and I slid my pelvis close to his and looked up into his eyes and felt his breath. His aroma was intoxicating, he was freshly showered, but he had a natural sent that made me quake.

We stood there for a moment. I raised my hands and placed them on each side of his ribs and then pulled him closer until I could feel his body taking every shaky breath. I could feel his cock growing against my left thigh. “Hinawa, touch me,” I gave a gentle command my first time ordering him around.

His eyes told me first, then his hands wrapped around my waste and our breathing became heavier. His hands slid over my ass and down to my thighs where he easily scooped me up and I instantly wrapped my arms and legs around him, when our faces were aligned, I kissed him, I heard a gentle grunt, and I couldn’t help but softly moan. His body was perfect, hard and chiseled. He was pressing into me more using his hands on my ass. My hands explored his broad back, every crease and tight ripple. He spun around resting me on the table, our first time breaking the embrace. I could see him hardened through his pants. I was more than ready for him as I felt the familiar wet between my legs. I reached up and removed his glasses and set them carefully beside me.  When he saw me remove my shirt, he quickly pulled his off and his pants as well. He removed my panties and shorts all in one motion.

He stepped back, I looked to see him fully undressed and marveled at this man who was finally giving me my full desire. His skin was tan, his chest was broad, his abs, well defined just as they appeared in the calendar. Then I seen him hardened and full; his shaft was long with a vein running down the left side. I clenched in excitement and felt the fluid linger at my entrance. When I realized he was examining me as well, I spread my legs wide to give him a better view, fascination and desire spread across his face. He came close and kissed me again, our naked bodies warm and slightly perspired with excitement. I felt his shaft rubbing against my ass cheek and thigh sending waves of excitement through me. He sat up, grabbed his cock and placed the head into me. I moaned. He began pumping slowly, barely entering me. My lust was driving me wild and more wet.

“Are you alright,” he asked, through rhythmic pumps.

“Yes, keep going Hinawa” he thrusts deeper into me, and I stifled a loud moan.

“Let me know if I’m hurting you.”

“Oh, Hinawa,” my voice slightly raised,” I want it to hurt.”

His eyes lit with a new fire, and he plunged deeper into me once, letting me feel his full size. He paused and let out a moan, as he embraced the full sensation of being so deep inside of me. “Yes, Hinawa, keep going,” I breathed and he began again at a slow pace, pulling out slightly and plunging deeply again.

I was moaning, “Yes” over and over again as I had my arms hooked around his back and I whispered in his ear. As his thrusts increased in force and speed I began saying “yes, Lieutenant, yes,” something about saying lieutenant filled me with excitement and it must have done the same for him as well because he became more focused, forceful and strong with every thrust deep inside of me. Every pump filled me with ecstasy that spread and had my legs weak as I tightened around him. I had become drunk with pleasure as if I had stayed in a state of orgasm and he continuously pumped inside of me; I was so eager for his release. I massaged his cock in me until I felt that warmth. I watched his face in pure pleasure as I had wanted for so long letting each squeeze send him into a deeper trance and making my body tingle.

He collapsed onto my bare chest. His chin nudging my breast, I could still feel him inside of me. We laid there for a moment, indulged in our pleasure.

When he stood up, he grasped the table, his legs weak still, “That was amazing, I don’t know what came over me.”

“Yes, it was amazing. I wanted you for a long time Hinawa, maybe that’s what came over you,” I flashed my eyes enticingly at him.

“Yes, I suppose that could be,” he cleared his throat, “we should return to our quarters before anyone sees us like this.”

“Yes, Lieutenant,” I said bashfully as I reach for my pants on the floor, his eyes sparked with a new desire now when I said “lieutenant.” I wonder how he will handle it throughout the day tomorrow…

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