Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Final Fantasy VII, nor the original work.
Author's Note: So, it seems I have come back with a new take dealing with drabbles. I do like one-shots as they are not tedious to read, especially since you can do much in one chapter- regardless of length. In any case, this will be not a one-shot in itself, but more like a series of them under one roof. I'd like to know where you can find those LiveJournal challenges, perhaps then I'll go back and fix this series to accommodate with the rules. Anyhoo, enjoy.
Pulse
The bed creaked under their bodies as they joined together in a sinful dance of pleasure. His low groans, which could be mistaken for growls, met her ear as he thrust into her body, hard angles met soft and toned lines. Melded against her, his hands tangled themselves in her long, dark brown hair, his breath hot on her skin.
She, in turn, met his thrusts and moaned loudly into the room. She did not have to share with anyone, and when he learned of this, they both snuck away from the others and locked themselves in, about to begin their enjoyment for the evening.
Her hands roamed his body, covered in sweat. But she loved the smell and taste of his skin on her tongue, and inhaled his scent when pleasure allowed her a momentary rest. Long, beautiful legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper into her body; she could feel his hard member stroking placed deep within her, and each time, she cried out in ecstasy.
His thrusts became harder, more violent, as she could feel her climax upon her. She could feel him wanting to make this last, but having been locked inside a coffin for thirty years made his body refuse to wait out; persistence be damned. His low growls became louder, as did her moans. Nails dug into his shoulders, holding onto him for dear life as she felt her climax reach her.
Her body stiffened and froze for a few seconds before a pleasure-worn scream escaped her mouth, gracing his ears as he thrust on, driven to make her mewl for more as he pounded into her submissive flesh. She cried out once more as another orgasm hit her, triggering his as well.
Growling into her ear, he traced his tongue around her ear lobe and began placing love bites on her skin, trailing down her jaw to her neck, where he bit down gently on her pulse. His movements stopped, and only their breathing could be heard throughout the room. Still sheathed inside her, he eased his weight around so that he would not crush her to the bed.
Several moments passed until either one moved. Ever so gently, he eased himself out of her body, the cool air assaulting him sent chills through his skin, but he wasted no time in tangling their bodies once more; she was curled up towards him, their legs intertwined and their arms draping over each other. Sleep wanted to come, but he wanted to give her one last kiss before soothing darkness claimed him.
Placing a gentle kiss on her moist lips, he relished with her body pressing against his. A deep satisfaction passed through their bodies as sleep was in the process of claiming them.
"I love you, Vincent," her voice was drowsy. A smile formed his lips as he drew her closer, arms surrounding her protectively.
"And I love you, Tifa."
With that, they said no more as the night waned on.