For someone with such obvious social anxiety, Squall strangely never had a problem with nudity. One would think he'd be absolutely mortified but growing up in a military academy, having to take community showers, and sleeping in close proximity to others when they were on missions particularly during their most famous adventure tends to tame such inhibitions. Being naked with Rinoa was something else entirely as his angel had a way of making him feel so perfectly comfortable. That she also went to such lengths to compliment him and react so positively to his body led him to relish those moments in private when they laid together with bare skin against bare skin.<br/><br/>Hungrily he probed her mouth with his tongue as his lips moved furiously against hers. Nipping at her lower lip with his teeth, he slid his tongue along hers as his other hand returned to stroking her nipples. Squeezing the taut little nub against the pads of his fingers, he pinched her lovingly as he worked his fingers into her at a feverish pitch . Feeling how soaked and wanton she was for his touch, he thrust his fingers into her depths as he brushed his thumb against the hard little bulb of her ultimate pleasure.<br/><br/>Squall would not stop until she rewarded him with that which she just took from him. Squall was a stubborn, stubborn man. There was nothing the lion of Balamb could not do when his mind was set to something. At this exact moment in time he was entirely fixated on giving his angel pleasure and he would not stop his deep thrusts of his digits into her until he tasted her own release.