Title: [pending]
Fandom: Final Fantasy IV
Characters: Cecil, Rosa, Edge
Rating: R
Notes: Final Fantasy 4 replay is love. Just got to the developer room and Cecil's little OoC-ish reaction to the smut. I had to write on it.



Cecil had always been sort of annoyed at labels. Back during his dark knight days, it was aggravating to have people think he was going to kill them instead of buying a potion or three. It was probably the horns. And the black. The whole "captain of the Red Wings" thing might have had something to do with it, too. Rosa's mother would also have put in "fornication with innocent white mages", but then Rosa's mother was doing the same damn thing a generation ago. Hypocrite.

As a paladin, it seemed like things were going in reverse: he was now an innocent who could do no wrong. At least it had its advantages, such as when Rosa found that magazine he'd swiped from the dwarves' castle. He looked at her directly, smiled, and said that it had to be Edge's.

How she managed to buy it was a mystery. It wasn't as if utilizing blood loss as something to harm other people and look terrifying in black armor were the only things dark knights could do. Deception had to be part of the package. Rosa, however, should have known better. Cecil didn't bother to look into it, since he was now off the hook and watching Rydia debate herself on whether or not to beat the resident ninja into a bloody pulp was hilarious.

Paladin, sure. Answer to an ancient Mysidian legend, fine. But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy a little pornography now and then--especially if a certain white mage wasn't around for wicked, wicked fornication.

Besides, it was one of his favorites.

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Rosa knew that Cecil was lying. How couldn't she? She'd been around him the most, and knew him best. Besides, the not-so-hidden stack of magazines in his room was a dead giveaway. She let him slide only because white mages were supposed to be kind and understanding. That, and watching as Rydia tries not to beat up Edge is hilarious. It probably wouldn't have been as funny if she hadn't hung around dark knights and dragoons for so long.

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The Great Ninja Edge knew he'd been duped. He probably shouldn't have been so eager after getting his ass kicked by Rubricante. But damn it, there were two cute girls hovering over him. It was an opportunity that rarely presented itself. This debacle had to be Cecil's fucked up revenge for his hitting on Rosa. So now, the label of "pervert" had been neatly attached to him--as if it wasn't obvious before--and Rydia was angry at him.

Part of him sort of wanted Rydia to beat him. It was the whips. That part of him--which seemed to be centrally located--wanted to believe that she planted the porn for this very thing to happen. It had to be her: Cecil and Rosa were goody-goodies, and Kain probably had another spear stuffed up his ass.

The more rational, descended-from-a-long-line-of-ninja portions of him knew that it wasn't the case, much to the centrally located, rather large thankyouverymuch part's woe.

Edge never realized that a paladin could have such good taste in porn.