Hmm...I'm sure it hasn't been done, and I'	m sure there's a good reason why
it hasn't ^_^. What the hell. This is a direct result of reading way too
many lemonfics off Sakura's archive (especially Phil Masters's F^3/Eva
fic), having way too much free time, and drinking way too much wine.
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Warning: This is a work of lemon fanfiction, with everything that goes
along with it. Unlike 
my previous lemon work, "Seven Days," this one gets rather graphic. If you
are easily 
offended, you will be offended. If you are NOT easily offended...you may
still be offended. 
If you are familiar with the F^3 series, you should have a pretty good idea
what the 
premise here is. If not, here's the basic gist of the whole damn thing:
Elena can't get off. On 
with the fic.
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a Chocobo Flu Production by Sailor Solathei

FF7^3

9:30 PM, Midgar Standard Time

All was quiet on the home front. Well, not quite all. In a bedroom in a
rather nice home 
near Shinra Headquarters, things were far from quiet. A lone figure
occupied a decent-
sized bed, but there was no sleeping going on here. Its sheets, long since
abandoned and 
cast aside, lay in rumpled heaps upon the floor. The corner of one sheet
hung precariously 
from the toe of the bed's occupant for a moment before falling to the
carpet as well. The 
toe was attached to a narrow little foot, which in turn was attached to the
shapely leg of a 
young blonde woman who, at that moment, was completely naked. Her
standard-issue 
blue business suit hung neatly in the closet; her usual platform shoes sat
patiently on the 
floor under it. "Patient," however, was not a word that could describe
their owner at that 
moment; in fact, she was the very opposite. She lay on her back, eyes
closed, left hand 
cupping and squeezing one small breast, right hand between her legs,
fingers of same 
working frantically. From time to time a small moan or sigh would escape
her lips. /Almost,/ 
she thought as she concentrated on the image in her mind, /I'm almost
there.../ 

She bit her lower lip and concentrated on the mental picture she had
conjured up. Tseng's 
long smooth black hair. Tseng's dark brown eyes. Tseng's strong hands on
her shoulders. 
And last but not least, Tseng's hot, iron-hard cock filling her tight
little box from behind.

/Almost there.../

FOUR HOURS LATER...

"Come on..." Elena whimpered, still rubbing herself frantically. Then she
gave up. With a 
sob she slammed her fist into the nearest pillow and wailed in a voice
heard two houses 
down the block, "I CAN'T COME!"

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Shinra Headquarters, 12:00 PM

Elena giggled as she slipped into the ladies' room with a plain paper bag;
she'd made a 
little side stop on her lunch hour and bought herself a little present. She
safely locked 
herself in the farthest stall and made certain that she was alone before
unwrapping the 
little package she'd brought in. Satisfied with that, she reached into the
bag and first 
extracted a package of batteries, followed by a small rectangular box. The
box itself read 
"Neck Massager: 4 Inch" and had a little drawing of a woman holding the
little plastic and 
not too vaguely phallic massager against--what else?--her neck. Yeah,
right.

Elena unboxed the thing, installed the batteries, and giggled again. "If my
fingers aren't up 
to the job...hee hee! Big O, here I come!" (no pun intended.) She pulled
her pants and her 
little pink satin undies down to her knees, sat down on the cool porcelain
toilet seat, and 
switched her new toy on. It instantly responed with a sound not unlike
several swarms of 
angry bees, and Elena quickly turned it off, certain that SOMEONE had
heard. After a few 
minutes, she flipped it back on and experimentally pressed the tip against
her already-
aching little bud. "Oh!" she gasped, taken totally by surprise. She hadn't
expected it to feel 
this good! "Let's see..." She held the little vibrator a bit tighter
against her clit. She 
squealed softly, then she just went for the gusto and plunged the whole
thing into her 
throbbing and rather wet little hole. "Oh, yes!" she whimpered, sliding it
in and out faster 
and harder as she felt the pressure build deep within. /I'll come for sure
this time!/

THREE HOURS LATER... 

Scarlet yawned as she went over the plans for the new and improved Sister
Ray. Boring, 
but necessary. A knock on her office door startled her a bit, and she
dropped the plans 
onto the floor. "What?" she snapped. The door opened, and Tseng stepped in.

"Hey, Scarlet, could you do me a favor?"

"What do you want, Tseng?"

Tseng shuffled his feet. "Well...Elena's been in the restroom for three
hours now...could 
you go see what's keeping her? I'm a little worried."

Scarlet rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay." She stood, walked out of the office,
and headed 
down the hall to the ladies' room.

She opened the door and poked her head in. "Elena? Are you in here?"

There was no reply...but Scarlet heard a very odd sound coming from the
farthest stall. 
Actually, it wasn't so odd. Scarlet had more than a few little "personal
assistants" that 
made similar noises...but Elena!? Naw. Couldn't be...could it?

"Bzzzzzzzzz..." And following that, a little yelp of "Oh, yes..." Yup, it
was Elena. No doubt 
about it.

"Elena!?" Scarlet picked her way past the empty stalls and stood in front
of the locked 
door of the farthest one. She tapped on it softly. "Elena, what's going on
in there?" Of 
course, she had a pretty good idea of what was going on already...

"Uh! I--uh--I'll be out in a minute--" Elena, knowing she'd been caught in
the act, quickly 
switched off the "neck massager" (wink wink) she'd bought on her lunch hour
and tried to 
get back into her pants before something else happened. Too late. Restroom
stall door 
locks are not difficult to pick, and Scarlet quite literally caught Elena
with her pants 
down--and a four-inch plastic willie in her hand.

"Well, well! What have we here?" Scarlet asked, more than a hint of
amusement evident in 
her voice. Elena sweatdropped and turned bright red. "Tseng tells me you've
been in here 
for about three hours...you naughty little thing, you!" She started to
launch into her 
trademark laugh when she noticed that Elena looked less than satisfied.
"What's wrong?"

"I can't--" Elena sniffled. "I wasn't finished," she whimpered, and
Scarlet's jaw dropped.

"You mean to tell me you've been in here playing with that thing for three
whole hours and 
you didn't even get off!? Jeez!" Scarlet shook her head. 

Elena sniffled again. "I don't know what's wrong with me! I can't come! At
all!"

"You can't--" Scarlet couldn't believe her ears. "You've never--not even
once!?" Elena 
shook her head, sadly. "Not even with Tseng!?"

Elena blushed again. "I sort of--I faked it," she said in a small voice.

Scarlet nodded sagely. Then she pulled out her cell phone and called up her
secretary. 
"Hold all my calls and tell anyone that wants to see me, including Rufus,
to piss off. I'm 
going to be very busy for a while." She paused. "No, it shouldn't be more
than about ten 
minutes," she added, grinning slyly at Elena.

Elena swallowed audibly. "Scarlet, you're not seriously considering--"

Scarlet shushed her. Then she hung up and grabbed Elena by the arm, then
started 
dragging her out of the loo. "Come on. We're going to fix this right now."

"But--!" Elena protested halfheartedly as Scarlet towed her down the hall
and into her 
office.

Once there, Scarlet locked and deadbolted the door; she then proceeded to
sweep her 
desk clear of the dreaded paperwork. "Okay, get up here," she directed,
patting the desk. 

"But--" Elena protested again, but she did as Scarlet told her. After all,
she was outranked 
here. Immediately, Scarlet reached out and began unbuckling her belt. "Now
wait just a 
minute--"

"Don't say I never did you any favors, Elena!" Scarlet grinned, whipping
Elena's slacks off. 
Upon seeing her little pink satin panties, she DID break into her trademark
laugh. "First 
thing: those have GOT to go. Lace. Black. Any questions?"

"But I LIKE those!" Elena whined as Scarlet relieved her of her underpants
as well.

"Whaddya know, you ARE a natural blonde! Anyway, men don't. Now spread
'em."

"What!?" Elena sweatdropped, but again did as Scarlet told her. "What are
you gonna--
hey! Wait a minute!" she exclaimed as Scarlet's head began to descend
between her legs.

Scarlet sighed and looked up. "Look, do you want to come or not?"

Elena just sighed.

"I thought so. Here we go!" And she went to work, parting Elena's petals
with her tongue 
and going straight for her throbbing bud.

"Whoa!" Elena yelped, so startled she almost fell off the desk. "Hey,
that...that feels 
great!"

"Years of practice," Scarlet replied, her voice slightly muffled, before
attacking Elena in 
earnest. Her tongue expertly flicked over Elena's little clit, and Elena
squealed loudly. 
Scarlet gave her about thirty seconds...

SIX HOURS LATER...

"The hell with it," Scarlet finally sighed, standing up and beginning to
pace around the 
office. Elena whimpered.

"No! Don't stop now! I was almost there!"

"You've been 'almost there' for five hours now!" Scarlet snapped at her.
"God! It's a miracle 
I can still talk! I've got a cramp in my TONGUE, for God's sake!" While
Elena once more 
attempted to bring herself over with her fingers, Scarlet thought long and
hard about what 
to do now...long and hard..."That's it!" She snapped her fingers, pulled a
key out of her 
pocket, and unlocked the bottom drawer of her file cabinet. "Okay,
Elena...you ready for 
THIS?"

"Huh?" Elena looked up just in time to see Scarlet heading towards her with
a much, much 
larger version of the "neck massager" she'd just bought...and there was no
question about 
where the manufacturers intended this one to go. Other than the fact that
it was 
fluorescent pink, about nine inches long, and about two inches thick, it
was a perfect 
replica of a very large, very hard penis. "What the hell is THAT thing!?" 

"Time to bring in the heavy artillery!" Scarlet grinned. "Now say 'ah!'"

"It's too big!" Elena blurted as Scarlet pulled her knees apart and thrust
the whole thing 
into her (fortunately) already wet hole and turned it on. "Eeek!"

"How's that?" Scarlet asked, pulling out a bit and shoving it right back
in.

"It's wonderful!" Elena lay back on Scarlet's desk as Scarlet kept on
pumping the huge 
pink vibrator in and out of her.

Meanwhile, Scarlet was getting more hot and bothered by this than even she
wanted to 
admit, and she found herself almost unconsciously reaching her free hand
under her skirt 
and pressing her fingers to her own aching clit. And then an idea hit her.
"Hey, Elena...you 
want to do me a favor?"

"Uh, sure, I guess..." Elena gasped.

Scarlet hopped up on the desk and placed her knees on either side of
Elena's head. "Do it 
just like I did to you," she directed, leaning forward over Elena's body
and pressing her 
tongue against Elena's little bud once more. "I'll make it worth your
while..."

"Okay..." Elena stuck out her tongue and gave Scarlet an experimental lick.
"Like that?"

Scarlet reared up and gasped. "Yeah, that's it." To emphasize her point,
she fastened her 
lips over Elena's clit once more and drove the vibrator even deeper inside
her, and Elena 
squealed in pleasure, licking Scarlet even harder. Scarlet came almost
immediately; she 
bucked hard and pressed herself even harder against Elena's mouth. "God,
you're a fast 
learner," she gasped.

Elena felt herself approaching the edge as well, and she rocked her hips
upward to meet 
both the vibrating pink phallus and Scarlet's tongue.
"Faster...harder...oh, I'm really going 
to come now..."

"About time," Scarlet yawned.

FIVE HOURS LATER...

Scarlet was asleep on the floor. Elena was lying on her desk, still pumping
Scarlet's 
massive pink plastic vibrator into herself although she knew it was an
exercise in futility. 
"What's wrong with me!?" she wondered aloud, and Scarlet stirred.

"Forget it," Scarlet mumbled. "Elena, it's time for drastic measures. We're
going to go talk 
to Hojo."

"EWW!" Elena wailed. "I'm not gonna do it with him!"

"That's not what I was talking about!" Scarlet threw Elena her pants and
undies. "I meant 
maybe he's got some kind of treatment that'd help you."

"I really don't like that sound of that," Elena said, eyeing Scarlet
warily.

TO BE CONTINUED...
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--Sailor Solathei
"Ice...snacks...and--fifty gallons of BEER!? What kind of life does she
lead, anyway!?" --Shinji Ikari
"Hang on to your drawers and don't piss in 'em!" --Cid Highwind
"A brand new ML to blow up! Wai!" --Zen
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