All Cards On the Table
Disclaimer: I don't own any Final Fantasy VII characters. They belong to square enix.
Warnings: Rated M for sexual content, strong adult language, sexual situations, OOCness, yaoi suggested, lemon, good old fashioned smut, and alcohol. Don't like, don't read.
NO UNDERAGE READERS!
It all started at 7th Heaven. A simple poker club in order to just relax after missions. The Turks, Soldiers, and her other friends were all really good at it. So a poker club was a good idea on Tifa Lockhart's part, right?
Vincent's POV
'It smells really strong in here.' Vincent thought as he walked through the doors of Tifa's bar.
It had been a rough day. First he found rust on the inside of one of Cerberus' barrels. Then he spent hours getting the gun in pristine condition. After hours of cleaning he went out for lunch. A server spilled wine all over the front of his favorite shirt. And, on top of everything else, when he returned to his apartment in the city, he found that his home had been broken into and robbed. It was not his day. So, it might be nice to see his friends for a while to cheer him up.
He walked through the main room following voices coming from the back. He walked up to the back room door and opened it slowly, fearing that Yuffie may be waiting on the other side to attack him with one of her hugs. He was right to fear because as soon as he walked in, he had the wind knocked out of him by the little thief. Vincent begrudgedly patted her on the head and noticed something. A stack of money sitting in the center of their green table.
"What's going on?" He asked as he looked at all of his friends at the table. The answer came from a half-drunk Reno, who appeared right in front of his face in an instance.
"Jus' a lil' game between buds, yo!" His breath was foul with the aroma of tequila and stale beer.
"A little game?" Vincent asked.
"Yeah," Rude said as he pulled Reno by the pony tail, and back into his seat. "You want in?" He asked.
Vincent thought about it for a moment. He had been robbed today. And had absolutely no cash on him. But instead of telling his friends that, he simply asked,
"What do I do if I don't have any gil on me?"
Yuffie, Tifa, and Elena looked at each other with those drunken smirks of theirs. Then Tifa spoke up.
"You could bet your clothes like Cloud had to do." She smiled and pointed over to a sulking Cloud Strife who is nothing but his underwear and socks. Vincent looked at his blonde friend hesitantly for a second then answered.
"Alright. I'm in." Everyone looked a little shocked. But, Vincent didn't think he had anything to worry about. He was great at poker. And he had his normal five layers of clothes on. Tank top, black shirt, black vest, red jacket, and Crimson cloak. All bound together in leather straps and belts. He sat down next to his drunk friend, Yuffie. Then he threw a glove on the table.
"My bet." He said in his low voice. Tifa giggled.
"You have to bet a real article of clothing!" She said in a drunk voice with flushed cheeks. All the while tugging at his belt on his pants. He batted her hands away quickly. Then he stood up and dropped his cloak on the table.
"That'll work, for now." Reno said teasingly.
After about four rounds of poker, six cases of beer, two bottles of vodka, and seven bottles of wine later, Vincent had completely cleaned out half of the table. He and Tifa were the only ones with any money now. At round two most of them had to start betting with their clothes as well. Yuffie in her underwear and boots, Elena blushing in just a coat (that Rude had graciously given to her), Reno in his work pants with no shirt and Rude the same.
'Damn' Vincent thought to himself, 'The only one I'd like to see naked, and she only lost her boots and socks!? Maybe I should just leave now. Clearly she doesn't realize how crazy she makes me.' His thinking was interrupted by Reno slinging an arm around the wine-drinking man in black and red.
"I think ths 'nough bes wth cashh." The red-head slurred. Vincent himself was a little tipsy. And Tifa, though equally buzzed, smiled mischievously.
"I think you're right Little Red." Tifa said as she smiled directly at Vincent. " No more gil on the table. Just clothes." She put away her purse and motioned for Vincent to do the same with his wallet. Elena excused herself to the bathroom.
"She's not coming back." Rude said stoically. Reno raised an eyebrow and took it upon himself to go check on the light weight in the restroom. He opened the door to see a passed out Elena by the bathtub. He put a towel under her head and loses the door.
"Let's raise the stakes a little." Yuffie said with a wicked smile. "Overall winner gets to pick the person of their choice for seven minutes in heaven." Vincent faltered in dealing out the cards.
'This is it! I can get her alone. I just have to win.'
2 hours later at 3:00am
. Yuffie, gone-off to the downstairs bedroom with Reno. The two practically denting the wall with the bed. Rude had taken the passed-out light weight, Elena, back to her house and tucked her into bed. Then he finally blacked-out on her couch. And Cloud had stumbled over to Zach's house in his underwear and is now doing Gaia-knows-what with the black-haired soldier. All who was left was Vincent and Tifa. Staring each other down. Vincent in his leather pants. Now slightly buzzed due to the fact he can hold his liquor. And Tifa almost as tipsy wearing nothing but a bra, panties, and his cloak. She was a sight to see for Vincent.
They look back and forth at each other then finally Tifa speaks up.
"On the count of three?" She asks the ravenette. He replied with a silent "okay".
"One...two...three!" There she had it. The perfect hand. Well, perfect enough to beat Vincent. He was more than disappointed.
'Great! Now some lucky bastard is gonna get to go to her room and fuck her brains out. Wait! Maybe she swings the other way.? That's a little better I guess.'
In the midst of his thinking, he hadn't noticed the beautiful woman draped in his red cloak stand up and walk behind him. She came up behind him. She gently rubbed her hands down the front of his body, feeling his amazing rock-hard abs. She whispered into his ear, " I'm glad there's nobody else left at the table. I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings when I picked you. But seven minutes in heaven just doesn't seem long enough for me. How about you just spend the night?" She gave a kiss to the man's ear, not expecting the sudden reaction. Vincent quickly stood from his chair, lifted Tifa into his arms, and ran up to her room all in one quick swoop.
He placed her on the bed and began ravishing her smooth pale skin. Leaving a trail of kisses from her neck all the way down to the top of her panties. She quickly grabbed his hair and pulled him away from her.
"No, no, no," she said in a tsking tone," I won the game. You have to do what I tell you." She said with a smirk. He put up his hands in defeat.
"Alright. I'll bite. What do you want me to do?" He asked his little object of affection. She smiled.
"Go stand over there." She pointed to the front of the room and got up from the bed. She went to her dresser and turned on a smooth melody. She walked back to the bed, swaying her hips In the unholiest of ways. This made Vincent want to pin her down right there. She crawled on top of the bed, and gracefully sat on her knees. Then she spoke.
"Strip." She said to Vincent who just stood there astonished.
"Wh-what?" He asked shyly. Then she replied.
"You heard me. Strip. The shoes and pants gotta go. And don't forget to put a little effort into the dancing." He wasn't a good dancer, but if it meant getting to fuck that tight bodied, big-breasted, insanely hot woman in front of him, he'd do anything.
And so he began swaying just like she had before she sat down. Then he leaned down to carefully rid himself of his boots and socks. Then he remembered that he needed to dance too. So, he lifted his arms and put his hand behind his head. He rolled his hips while looking down. Then he heard a giggle.
"What?" He asked annoyed that she hadn't enjoyed his attempt to not dance like a white guy.
"Sorry," she said still giggling, " I'm not laughing at you. It's just an interesting dance. But this is going far too slow for me." With that she hopped off the bed and stood in front of him. Then she began undoing his belt for him. He reached to help, but she slapped his hand away and gave him a look of warning. Not wanting to feel the wrath of Tifa, he obeyed. She slid off his belt and cracked it loud enough to make Vincent's eyes widen slightly. She smiled.
"Another time, maybe." She said running her hands through his hair. She dropped to her knees and slightly fumbled with the intricate buttons. She was drunk after all. Vincent took pity and helped her free his massive cock. She looked a little shocked. Eyes wide and gleaming.
"Wow. Who knew Cerberus wasn't the only heavy weapon you carry with you?" She said in a voice of teasing mixed with amazement. He only smirked and shrugged. Then Tifa finally let him have what he wanted. She kissed the tip of his cock and slowly began sucking his massive erection. Vincent let his head drop back, his knees fighting not to give way. She then did the one thing Vincent thought was impossible. She took his whole dick in at once. And just because she was feeling sweet, she massaged his balls too. That did it.
Vincent grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. She dropped her on the bed, much less gracefully this time. He began attacking her mouth and neck with deep kissing, leaving marks all over her neck. He accidentally brushed against one of her breasts and he heard a slight groan. He looked up at her.
"Sensitive right here, huh?" He asked. She could only nod, she felt too good to speak actual words. He then slid her bra and panties of after taking off his own underwear the rest of the way. He began gently massaging and sucking on her large (obviously in the G sizes) breasts. Her pale skin turning a rose pink under his touch. While he was sucking her breasts, his hands had traveled down her stomach and fingers were gently penetrating her. This was quickly throwing Tifa over the edge. But Vincent didn't want that just yet. He withdrew his fingers and kisses from her body. She looked at him with a pout. Vincent smirked and leaned up to a sitting position. He began stroking himself where she could see how hard he was. She started squirming, wanting his touch again. She reached out and put her arms around his neck. Whispering in his ear.
"Fuck me...please." He complied immediately lying her back onto her bed sheets.
"This will hurt." He said as he lined himself up with her. She smiled " Trust me, I can take it." With that he pressed inside her with both hands on either side of her head.
"Ngh!" She grunted at the sudden intrusion. While he was breathing harder and harder as he seated himself completely inside her. She threw her head back as he did so. He saw her face contorted with pain and pleasure and decided to wait for her body to adjust. That was his plan, but she wrapped her legs around his waist and looked at him with a dangerous glint in her eye.
"Move." She said sternly. And he complied happily. He began thrusting hard at a steady rythm. Watching himself go in and out of the brown eyed beauty's pussy.
"Harder! Please! Hader Vincent!" Hearing his name in her lips made him wild. He fucked her harder just as she asked. The bed hitting the wall, and leaving an impressive dent, threatened to give out. But it didn't thankfully.
"Ah! Vincent! Faster! I'm gonna come! Please go faster!" She was screaming he was impressed at the beating this girl could take. He was also close to his climax. He began fucking her faster and faster. Tifa was screaming and moaning uncontrolably. Vincent leaned down and spoke in her ear between grunts. "Ngh...scr-scream my...Ngh...scream my name baby." He requested. Only a few short moments later, his request was answered as she climaxed, Tifa's vision going white, she screamed his name.
"VINCENT!" And with one last grunt, he came as well.
Holding her against his chest he leaned down to her and in a barely audible voice said,
"I love you Tifa." Then gave her a tender kiss on her forehead. She stirred slightly.
"I love you too, Vincent." She said as she leaned up and kissed his nose.
"You're awake?" He asked a little embarrassed.
"Yes I am. I've been waiting for you to say that to me for years." He wanted to say: 'I've wanted to say that since I met you!' But he was just too damn tired after their previous activities. Instead he hushed her with a gentle kiss, and they drifted off to sleep.
9:00am
Vincent awoke in 7th Heaven,and in Tifa's bedroom. But there was no Tifa next to him. He looked at the clock and decided it was time to roll out of bed and search for his new girlfriend. But that wasn't hard because there was a note on the clock. Written in black letters on the back of a playing card.
'Making breakfast. Come to the kitchen when you're dressed. - Teef'
He flipped over the card.
"The two of hearts." She said aloud with a laugh. Then he got up put his pants on and walked downstairs. He fought to look at the sight before him. Yuffie and Reno had slept over as well. Reno looked like a pasty white zombie with bruises and rope burns on his wrists and ankles. His eyes were staring off into space. Yuffie was just as perky as ever and enjoying a stack of pancakes that had been set in front of her. And then there was Tifa. Absolutely gorgeous. Wearing his black V-neck that hung down to her thighs and short black pajama shorts. She had her hair pulled back and was wearing a white apron with yellow chocobos adorning it. He fought the urge to jump her right there. He refrained. When they were all sitting and enjoying their food. Who better to walk in than Reno's superior, Tseng.
"Reno! I've been looking for you all morning!med. But Reno didn't stir. Probably still jacked from last night in Yuffie's prison. Vincent smirked.
"What happened here?" Tseng asked looking at the disheveled mess that was Reno. Tifa smiled and said looking at Vincent.
"Nothing much. We just...put all cards on the table last night." She winked at Vincent and went back to eating.
Vincent couldn't wait for the next poker game.
End
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