Remember Tonight, Don't Forget Tomorrow
9:47 pm
My name is Cloud Strife and at the end of the next chapter I'm going to...
11:05 am
Blah blah blah, gargle gargle gargle…
11:12 am
I've been getting a lot of the cold shoulder from Tifa after messing up our date a couple of weeks ago…
11:14 am
Yes, I screwed up.
But you've probably already come to expect that from me now haven't you?
11:19 am
I've managed to set everyone's expectations so low that any screw-ups on my end no longer constitute shock and disbelief. It's gone from: "WHAT? Cloud screwed up again?" to "Oh, Cloud screwed up again."
12:45 pm
Holy crap. I've just been reading some of the forums recently and I've stumbled across arguably the greatest news since they announced they were making a live action Transformers movie years ago.
I gotta go tell Yuffie.
1:05 pm
"Yuffie! Yuffie! Oh my God, open the door you're not gonna believe this! Yuf!" Did I care if others in the hall were giving me strange looks at the moment? Nope.
5,4,3,2,1.
"Yuffie!" I cried once she opened the door, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her as her disheveled hair shimmered along with her body.
Yuffie's reciprocating look? Hard to sum up in one word but if I had to guess: "What the hell are you doing here, you psycho, and why won't you stop shaking me?"
"What the fuck are you doing, you psycho? Quit shaking me!" See? I was close. She pushed herself away and adjusted what I now noticed to be a shirt much too large for her frame.
Much, MUCH too large.
Mustering what I could in terms of available brain power (not much, trust me), I put two and two together and quickly took a step forward before Yuffie could react, sticking my head into her room.
Yep. Just as expected, there he was, with a guilty and quite embarrassed temperament sewn over his face as he lay underneath the covers gawking at me.
"Loz." I paused for a moment, unsure of what to say or think next. "Hey."
"Hey… Cloud…" His face was beet red.
"Cloud!" Yuffie began, tugging on my shirt.
"So, like… what're you doing here?" I asked Loz, ignoring her.
"Uh…" He gave Yuffie a pleading look before shrugging helplessly.
"Cloud, you need to leave now!" Yuffie demanded.
I cocked my head to the side to stare at her for a second before turning back to Loz, ignoring her futile attempts to cast me out. "Loz, why don't you get out of bed for a second?" I challenged.
"I can't…" he growled, narrowing his eyes.
"Why not?" I smirked.
"Cloud!" Yuffie shrieked.
"I think you know exactly why," Loz said.
"No… No, I don't. Maybe you could tell me?" Why was I being an asshole?
'Why are you being an asshole?'
Good question.
I turned to Yuffie. "Whatever, Yuf, it's not my business who you ride."
Loz reacted by going even redder as Yuffie gasped incredulously, covering her face with her hands. "Cloud!" She screamed. "Get the fuck out of my room! Now!"
"But you haven't even heard why I came here in the first place."
2:14 pm
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your face?" the cashier asked me, noticing the fresh bruise across my left cheek.
I finished paying for my meal before shooting her an irritated look. "Why don't you find something more meaningful to do with your life instead of being some reject cashier who sticks her nose where it isn't wanted?"
2:25 pm
I didn't realize you could get kicked out of a fast food joint for simply voicing your opinion. Such B.S.
"Whatever the hell happened to freedom of speech, you assholes?" I yelled at the top of my lungs in the crowded streets, immediately earning the stares of hundreds of completely confused and possibly now terrified people going on about their daily routines.
'Uh, dude, that place is like several blocks back now.'
2:28 pm
I sat on a park bench as I messily carnivored my once proper burger.
'Carnivored? CARNIVORED? Do you just get dumber by the minute or by the second now? I'm truly not sure anymore.'
'I'm pretty sure carnivored is a word.'
'Just how many more brain cells do you have left after Yuffie smacked you?'
4:75 pm
Shit. Sorry. I'm totally out of it right now as evidenced by my inability to properly present to you a valid time.
5:16 pm
There we go… that's much better.
5:20 pm
Random thought number 52438: If Noah really managed to carry two of every single species onto his Ark, how is it that the bigger animals didn't eat the smaller ones to keep consistent with the food chain of life? Also, assuming they all lived together harmoniously during those 40 days and 40 nights of hydro terror, how did some animals manage to successfully avoid crushing other lesser ones? Like, how did the elephant miraculously avoid stepping on even one single cockroach, mouse, ant, rat, gerbil, spider, crab, squirrel, cat, etc.? Seriously, how plausible is that? B.S I tell you.
'Please, please just give that one a rest for once.'
B.S I tell you. It's all one giant conspiracy taking place inside an igloo located up in Canada along with other famous conspiracies such as the Earth actually being round. As if.
5:24 pm
Random thought number six billion (I didn't want to type in all the zeros): why is it that if a girl makes out with another girl it's considered totally hot but when a guy makes out with another guy it's considered gay?
'Because it IS gay. End of discussion. Topic closed. Wait a minute, are you implying that you DON'T wanna see two hot chicks making out with one another?'
I was just trying to make a point about double standards here…
5:26 pm
Okay, here we go. Moment of reckoning is upon us.
I exhaled and braced myself as I knocked on the door before getting down on my knees in a prayer position…
Only to have the door be opened by someone other than Tifa. "Um, yes?" The confused girl said. "Why are you on your knees?"
I got up slowly and scratched the back of my neck. "Um…" Crap, Tifa's roommate. What's her name again? "You're Jessie, right?"
"Yeah…" she said with a suspicious look on her face.
"Is, um… Is Tifa here?"
"Oh…" It seemed to click for her all of a sudden. "You're Cloud, right?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
Smiling, she nodded back. "Yeah, just a sec, okay? She shut the door and I got back into my prayer position on my knees, waiting.
The door opened to reveal Tifa. "Cloud?" She began. "Wha-"
"TifaOhmygodI'msosorryaboutwhathappenedthelasttime,IswearIdidn'tdoitonpurpose." I took a large breath. "I'm sorry. Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, PLEASE forgive me." I waited an extra second or two for dramatic emphasis before adding another, "Please."
Guys, this tried but true method is the only possible course of action in dire times of need. Begging, specifically getting down on your knees is gold in a girl's eyes. It means that you were wrong and we all know that when it comes to women, even if you're right you're wrong.
Despite her obvious attempts to appear annoyed she couldn't suppress the grin that emerged. "I'm supposed to be mad at you, you jerk," she said playfully.
See? Told you.
"Does this mean that you forgive me?"
"Hmm… Let's see…" She pretend to think. "I think I might need a bit more than that, Mr. Strife."
I stood up and pulled a melted chocolate bar I got from Reno out of my pocket. "Will this do?"
Eyeing the sorry excuse for a candy bar for a second, Tifa broke out in hysterics. "Ew, Cloud! What is that? It's completely melted."
"Isn't it the thought that counts?" I replied, grinning.
She continued giggling uncontrollably. "Cloud…" she began. "How do you always do this to me?"
"Part of my charm. You can't help but hug me. It's like a disease or something."
"I think I might have to agree with you there…" she said with a teasing smirk as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, enveloping me in a sweet, sweet soft embrace that sent heat throughout my body.
"You smell so good…" I said, breathing into the nape of her neck while caressing her back.
"You always tell me that. It's a body wash. You like it?"
"Love it…" I inhaled once more.
"Maybe I can give you a sample in the shower once… if you like."
I pulled back wide eyed just in time to catch her grinning devilishly. "W- Are you offering?" Cloud Jr. is very, very excited right now.
"You accepting?" she challenged, raising both eyebrows.
"Well… I mean… I think- I mean I guess-"
And then there was silence as Tifa found the one successful way to truly make me shut up: by kissing me.
Cheater.
5:56 pm
Back in my room, I stared at Tifa's curvy figure on the bed.
"So what do you wanna do?" she asked.
Wrestle with you naked…
'I second the wrestling with her naked idea. Very productive. Tell her to go ahead with it.'
I shook my head. "I dunno. What do you wanna do?"
She smiled, pulling her exposed legs closer to her body while rubbing them sensually.
Why the hell was I so horny all of a second?
'Well let's see… She-'
Wait… I can actually answer that.
1. She's wearing very skimpy clothing exposing a lot of flesh.
2. She smells too damn good to maintain control. You guys know that Axe commercial where the dude gets swarmed by women? Okay well think of that, only it's the opposite.
'The dude gets swarmed by men?'
'Shut up, you know what I mean.'
3. She sounds especially sultry at the moment.
4. She smells too damn good. Wait, did I say that one already? Whatever, go screw yourselves.
5. Because I haven't had sex since Aerith and I broke up.
6. Because I haven't exercised my right hand option since the death of my computer and the subsequent death of my beloved porn.
7. Because she smells too damn good.
"Cloud?" She jumped off the bed and embraced me with a quick kiss. "What're you thinking about?"
My eyes carefully navigated their way down south towards the sight of the twin towers.
"Cloud?"
"I wasn't starting at your tits!" I cried defensively, pulling away.
"Oh, for crying out loud." Then, without warning, she grabbed both my hands and put them on her breasts.
Deafening silence…
I'm currently cupping Tifa's breasts. I'm cupping Tifa's breasts. I'm touching TIFA'S BOOBS!
"Well?" she asked after several seconds passed. "Are you gonna say anything?"
"…."
Chuckling, she rolled her eyes before moving my hands away and lying back down on the bed, this time giving me a very seductive, inviting look. "So… I'll ask you again… What do you wanna do?"
Wrestle with you naked.
'Say it. SAY IT, YOU IDIOT! She wants you to!'
I shrugged. "I dunno… whatever you want." I was still reeling from touching her breasts.
"How about something physical?"
Okay, Cloud Jr.'s excitement level just rose by a factor of 1000. "Like a sport or something?" What the hell was I doing?
'Arrgh, you hopeless imbecile! What the hell are you doing?'
She laughed. "I guess you could consider it a sport." Then her eyes dropped as she licked her lips. "Cloud…"
"Yeah?"
"Come here."
When I didn't oblige (my feet felt glued to the floor) she grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards her. Getting on her knees while on the bed so that she was eye level with me, her hands slowly made their way towards my waist.
"Cloud…"
I gulped. "Yeah?"
"You got to touch my breasts."
"Yeah…"
"Can I touch yours?" she asked.
"My breasts?"
She responded with laughter and a quick kiss before inching her hands closer towards the large bulge in my jeans. "Is that okay?" she asked, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper.
I could feel my heart hammering inside my chest. Stupid thing. Why couldn't it not embarrass me by just not beating for a minute or so?
'Or indefinitely…'
I groaned as Tifa's hands brushed across the fabric where Cloud Jr. was being imprisoned. "Damnit…"
She stopped for a second. "Sorry. You don't like that?"
Are you kidding me? "Are you kidding?" I gave her an incredulous look.
Grinning, she took the hint and began to unbuckle my belt.
My breathing began to get heavier as I watched her hands fumble with the evil constraint. Please don't screw this up. Please don't screw this up.
Once the belt was undone it was time for the jean button next, then the zipper, leaving only the thin fabric of my boxers as the remaining obstacle towards Cloud Jr.'s liberation.
Tifa stopped and locked her warm chocolate eyes with mine. "If I'm making you uncomfortable or you want me to sto-"
This time I was the one who lunged forward and kissed her deeply, tasting her cherry lips for as long as I could savor.
When I pulled away she smiled. "I guess that's my cue." Then, the boxers were pulled back, allowing the gentle rush of air into my nether regions.
I shuddered and stared up at the ceiling for a second, gulping in anticipation at what would happen next.
"Wow…" she began. "It's a lot smaller than I expected.
"What?!" My eyes widened as I glared at her in shock.
She laughed before pulling away, allowing the elastic to snap back against my waist. "I'm kidding," she replied with a wink. "I'm not disappointed."
'You better hope not. It's bad enough that Tifa had to see it but the last thing you want is for the whole world to know just how tiny it is.'
6:53 pm
She said she wasn't disappointed. Not disappointed!
I cracked a goofy grin as we cuddled and continued taking turns playing songs on each other's phones.
It was currently her song selection and Mariah Carey's You'll Always Be My Baby was blasting away from her tiny phone speakers.
Not disappointed. You know what that means right? I was becoming giddy.
'Don't get your hopes up. It means that she's seen better. A LOT better but doesn't wanna hurt your feelings. Trust me, chicks do this all the time to make the guy feel better about himself.'
The question. I had to ask it. The question that had been eating at me the last hour. "Tifa?"
She looked over, her expression one of contentment. "Yeah?"
Maybe I shouldn't ruin the moment.
'Take your own advice for once. Never thought I'd ever say that'.
"When you said you weren't disappointed… did you, like, mean that y-"
"Oh… Cloud!" she cried out, rolling over on top of me so that she was now straddling me. My hands, with nowhere to really go, suddenly found themselves cupping her ass.
Wow. This is so unbelievably nice.
She must have liked it too because she bent down so that her chest was touching mine while wrapping her arms around my neck.
Correction: this is nicer.
"Hi," I mumbled.
"Hi," she replied.
She was so light, I could have picked her up and pinned her against the wall and done an assortment of inappropriate things to her then and there.
"Why are you still so nervous when you're with me?" she asked.
"W-what? I'm not," I lied.
"You're lying. And you just stammered." She inched her face closer. I could see all her features perfectly.
"I…" For once, instead of being a smartass and hiding behind my sarcasm and humor, I decided to let my guard down and come out with it honestly. "I guess it's because I don't want to screw up and scare you away." She didn't respond, eyeing me deeply so I took it as a cue to continue. "I mean… you gotta understand, you're, like- you're like the girl of my dreams. I don't even think about any other girl but you. I'm-" Trying to downplay the intensity of her stare, I continued. "I know this is obviously gonna sound like a cliché but I would honestly take you over any other girl in the world. I don't even have any doubts about that. Like… when I sit and think, 'if I could be with absolutely any woman, who would it be?' it always ends up with you. Ever since I saw you that first time in class I was like, 'who's this drop dead gorgeous girl? I want her.'" Tifa seemed to blush at that comment and so did I. "Sorry…"
"I dunno why you're apologizing. Don't you realize how flattering it is to hear that?"
"But then, why do you girls make it so hard for us to come and talk to you?"
She sat back up. "Us? We're sitting there, waiting for you to come and talk to us as long as it's not creepy and doesn't involve some pathetic pick-up line. We just want someone who's confident and honest. But you're all too scared to come up and think it's some kind of game of who can snag the girl with corniest catch phrases first."
"So no pick-up lines?"
She sighed. "I mean, they can be fun and all, when the moment is right but if you guys just wanna talk, make it real, we'll appreciate it. Trust me. We're not gonna blow you off and laugh about it to our friends. Well…" She paused, thinking for a second. "Some bitches might actually…"
"Tifa!" I mock scolded. "Such foul language from that innocent mouth."
"Who said it was innocent?" she asked with suggestive eyes. When I was rendered speechless she shook her head. "Oh, Cloud… why are you so surprised? This is all a normal part of a relationship. Haven't you experienced this before?"
I guess I wasn't normal then… or hadn't experienced the normal things in life. "No…" I muttered, staring away.
Taken aback, she brushed several locks of hair out of my face and caressed my cheek. When I looked at her she kissed me on the lips and held it for some time before breaking away. "You've never done any of these things with other girls before?"
This subject made me extremely uncomfortable but I had to face it. I shook my head. "Some people are alone for a long time."
"But you don't wanna be alone forever do you? If you put yourself out there someone will come calling."
"Okay… I…" I scratched the back of my neck and gently sat up, forcing her off. "Don't take this the wrong way but I just wanna know…"
"Yeah…?"
"How many times have you slept with Rufus?" When she gave me a look of shock I panicked and quickly reworded my question. "No, I mean, like, I don't mean how many times exactly. Like, I don't want a number exactly or whatever, just, like, a ballpark figure, rounded estimate."
I clenched my teeth as I suddenly realized just how utterly ridiculous and stupid that question sounded. And my attempt at rephrasing it didn't come off any better.
'You win the award for moron of the millennium. Congratulations, no one will be beating you until the year 3000.'
I awaited the worst, tensing up and awaiting a slap or for her to jump off the bed and storm out my room.
"Uh… wow…" She chuckled quickly, brushing several hair strands away from her face. "Um…" She shrugged. "Well, I don't have an exact number for you, Cloud, but a lot. Okay?"
I could have ended it there and saved face. "50?"
"Cloud…" She raised her voice sternly.
"100?"
"Cloud!"
Okay, I get the picture.
Since she didn't give me a hard number I'm going to assume something ideal in my mind in order to delude myself and continue living in fantasy land.
She said a lot, indicating plural, so I'll go with 2.
'Idiot.'
Okay fine, 5, maybe 6 times max. I could live with that.
9:49 pm
We must have dozed off because I woke up to Tifa clutching on to me, her legs draped across mine, with her head resting in between my neck as I felt the rhythmic rise and fall of her own chest.
I took this time to simply enjoy holding her close. It was a different feeling than when she was awake. She felt so much more fragile in this state and I felt like I was there to protect her. But I knew I wouldn't be able to because at the end of the next chapter I'm going to-
"Cloud?"
"Hmm? Sorry, did I wake you?"
"Mmm…" She rubbed her eyes. "I shouldn't have fallen asleep like that. What time is it?"
"Uh, almost 10."
"Oh." She was quiet for a moment. "Are you tired?"
"No. I dozed off a bit, too, so I'm good."
"So… do you want me to go or…"
What? "What? What do you think?"
She looked at me and grinned. "So that means you want me to stay?" I nodded and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. She sat up and stretched. "In that case I gotta go freshen up a bit. I need a shower. I don't wanna sleep over like this."
"Where are you gonna take a shower this late?"
"The girl's public showers," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Or…" Come on, Cloud, be a man and say it. "Or you could just shower here…" I said, the calmness in my voice betraying the emotions and raging hormones surging within.
'Words cannot express how proud I am of you right now. But this is a one-off.'
"Cloud…" Tifa began.
"No, seriously," I explained. "Why would you risk going out late at night when you can just shower right here?"
"Oh, so it's a matter of my safety now, is it?" she quipped sarcastically.
"Absolutely," I said, my confidence rising. "Safety always comes first, right?"
She stood up and pretended to think for a moment before sighing and rolling her eyes. "All right, fine." Cue mental pump of fist into the air. "But I have to go get a clean change of clothing first from Jessie's."
I sat up. "I'm coming with you."
"Why?" She quirked an eyebrow.
I grunted. "There's no way in hell I'm letting you walk alone this late at night, dressed like that."
"What's wrong with the way I look?" she asked, playing along. "Don't you think it's sexy enough for people to harass me?"
10:01 pm
"Question for you." I broke the short silence. "Be honest now…"
"What?" She looked up at me as I held her tightly by the waist on our way to Jessie's room.
"Does size matter? Be honest."
"Cloud…" she whined. "Not this again. I already told you I wasn't disappointed and I meant it."
I still wasn't completely satisfied. "No, that's not what I mean. Like, in general. Does size actually matter that much or not?"
"Why are you asking me this?" She chuckled.
"I just wanna know. From you. Specifically."
Her beautiful brown eyes gazed up into mine briefly before looking elsewhere. "I don't know… it matters to some girls, but not others. We're not all the same, you know?"
"Okay… but does it matter to you?"
"Cloud, do you want to sleep alone tonight?" I made a zipping my mouth shut motion with my fingers. She giggled. "Although it doesn't hurt to have those extra couple of inches, you know? I wouldn't be complaining, that's for sure."
'Owned! You have been owned!'
Then she decided to flip the script: "Do guys really mean it when they say that they don't care about looks, only personality?"
I practically froze and nearly choked on my own saliva. Blasted woman, the devious she-devil had slyly found a way to successfully take my mind off the size matter and now force me on the defensive. "Uh…" I desperately searched for the right thing to say.
"Or is it all a lie to get into our pants?" she teased, wrapping her arm around my waist more tightly in the moment.
Okay, so here we go, time for the universal lesson of this chapter ladies and gentlemen…
Any guy who says he only cares about personality and not looks is a bold faced liar full of crappola.
While it may be true that personality is extremely important, it's equally true that there is no such thing as a guy (one who's not blind at least) that doesn't care about looks.
Guys, you already know what I'm talking about, so this next little section is geared towards the ladies and is a little translation guide courtesy of me to you. Please feel free to print this handy section and use it during critical moments of social interaction with men so you may navigate the murky waters more easily.
Guy: Oh, looks really don't matter too much. I just want someone with a great personality so we can get along.
Translation: I only get horny if you're hot. I don't want to come off as a pig and turn you off so I'm gonna spout some B.S in the hopes of getting in your pants tonight.
Guy: I love children. They brighten up my day.
Translation: This is my alternative to me wishing to get into your pants. Us guys know you have a soft spot for children so we'll take advantage of that by claiming we love them just as much as you.
Guy: Oh, what a cute puppy, what's his name?
Translation: Please sleep with me.
Guy: What's your major?
Translation: How soon until I rest my face between those perfect breasts?
Guy: Do you wanna meet up some time to study?
Translation: I found a way into your schedule and now that I'm here I'm going to embark on a journey of slipping your panties off.
Guy: Hey, cute clothes! Where'd you buy them from?
Translation: I am gay.
'Getting a little off topic back there, are we?'
10:29 pm
Wow girls take an eternity to get ready. What the hell is she doing in there?
I was on my phone when the door opened to reveal not Tifa but…
"Jessie?"
She shut the door behind her quietly and stepped out into the hall. "Hey."
Weird… "What's up?"
Her eyes studied me like a hawk. "I just wanted to tell you to take it slow and don't rush anything."
What? "Uh, thanks…"
"Also, she likes being on top. Don't try and force missionary if she's not into it."
Before I could even respond the door opened, revealing a confused looking Tifa. "Hey… What're you two talking about?"
"Nothing," we both replied.
10:51 pm
"Okay… so do you wanna go first or me?" I asked.
"You first. I'll take way longer and you might fall asleep by then."
Right. Thinking ahead.
11:03 pm
I was nearly done my shower but I'd be lying if I said I hadn't expected Tifa to come in at some point like Aerith had done that one time.
There was never a second that passed where I didn't stop and listen for that turning of the doorknob.
'It's not happening. Finish up already and let the lady have her turn, dumbass.'
Or maybe Tifa was just a bad lock pick. Maybe.
'Dipshit.'
11:26 pm
Man, Tifa was right. I would've definitely fallen asleep by now if she'd gone in first. What do girls do in there that takes so long?
11:34 pm
The shower had stopped just over five minutes ago. I was about to call out to her when I heard the door click open as she opened the door, letting out some steam.
My eyes widened to saucer levels as I feasted on her lovely moist figure, clad in a tight black tank top and matching black panties, doing a lot more than just accentuating her luscious curves. Although she wasn't wearing any makeup and her hair was still damp I actually preferred this look because she just looked so naturally fresh and stunning. And that amazing smell from her body wash…
Oh Father, who art in Heaven… please help me now.
"Holy shit," I blurted out. There was no way I was gonna be able to control myself as my soldier zapped to life. Clenching my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose, I made a sincere effort to keep a leak from springing and having to go back for a second shower.
"Cloud… are you all right?"
I opened my eyes to catch her drying her hair. "Mmmhmm." I nodded way too quickly, signaling obvious agitation.
She just smirked and with a melody in her voice, asked, "Are you sure?"
"Did you have a good shower?" I changed the subject.
"I did…" She sighed with contentment. "Sorry if I took long."
"It's fine." More than fine, really.
She quit drying herself and hung her towel on the side of my chair before casually adjusting her top. "How are you feeling?"
"Little tired." But so very horny. "Been a long day, you know?"
She didn't reply. Instead she turned the main light in the room off, leaving only the lamp light on as she began making her way over to the other side of the bed. The intoxicating smell grew by the second and I inhaled in a controlled manner to maintain composure. She climbed into bed and nestled up next to me. I shut my eyes peacefully for a moment and slid my right arm under her neck and around her shoulder.
This was it. Me. Her. Right here, right now. It couldn't have been more perfect… just lying down next to the girl of my dreams.
Then I felt her shift and I opened my eyes. It wasn't so much the shift as much as it was where she shifted:
Right on top of me, her legs straddling my sides as she rested her palms on top of my bare chest.
"Tifa…? What're you doing?" I stared up at her, wide eyed.
The emotion in her expression seemed magnified by the pale luminescence coming from the lamp. "What do you think, Cloud?"
She caressed my chest for a moment before bending down and planted multiple soft kisses on my lips, my cheeks, my neck…
"God," I moaned, writhing around while trying hard not to burst.
She sat up once more, looked down at me tenderly and then proceeded to pull her tight tank top up over her waist and over her head.
'As the logical, stable and totally coherent side of you, I feel that it is my duty in this rare instance to express the following: OH MY GOD! DUDE! DUDE, SHE'S TAKING OFF HER CLOTHES! HOLY SHIT, CLOUD, YOU'RE GONNA SEE TIFA'S PUPPIES! OH MY GOD, I'M SO HAPPY, IF I HAD ANY EYES I'D BE CRYING TEARS OF JOY RIGHT NOW!'
I didn't even notice I was no longer breathing as my eyes became fixated on Tifa's now very bare chest.
They were beautiful. Way more beautiful than I'd ever imagined. Oh my- Just look at those things… No, wait. You can't. Sucks for you but it's better for me!
I felt the bulge in my boxers press up against her bottom and I nearly lost it then and there. I started to sweat while quickly incorporating a few of the sports relaxation drills I'd picked up in football training to calm my nerves. But they didn't help, even less so when Tifa took my hands and pressed them against her chest.
Smiling with devious satisfaction, she gazed down seductively. "How's it feel?" she whispered.
"Nice…" I squeaked like a hamster.
She laughed and let go of my hands, which came crashing down to my sides like pieces of lead. Then she leaned forward once more and this time, with our bare chests touching, began kissing me more passionately.
'Holy crap, it's going down. It's actually gonna happen. THIS. IS. IT. Please, please, whatever you do, do not mess this up. If you don't I swear I'll forgive you for every single thing you've managed to screw up prior to this.'
This was the best damn feeling in the world. I couldn't believe how much sweeter it was than with Aerith. I guess it really does matter which girl you're with.
She broke apart from me after a moment and stroked my hair, just lying on top of me.
"Tifa…" I gulped, her eyes so close to mine I could almost see my reflection. "Are we…"
"Don't you want to?"
Exhaling, I nodded with exhilaration as she sat back up and pushed herself off, slowly beginning to tug on my boxers. I began panting and sweating profusely and clutched the sides of the bed while I felt the fabric around my waist slip down past my legs before coming off.
I could only do one thing during this moment. Okay, actually two. 1) Turn Red. 2) Stare up at the ceiling helplessly while fighting the urge to erupt.
"Cloud… baby…" I didn't respond. "Cloud, look at me…"
I craned my head up and peered at her. She smiled back affectionately. "What?"
"I need you to relax, okay?"
"Iamrelaxed," I huffed out in a single breath.
She bit her bottom lip and leaned down and forward, planting another deep kiss before pulling away. "I hope so… Now, where do you keep the condoms?"
My beating heart suddenly went still and I became wide eyed, but for all the wrong reasons.
'No. No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'