Chapter 6: The Ones We Love

(Smut)

One more thing – thank you so much, Sector 69.

(And don't kill me ;D)

Soft fluttering against her neck woke her up. Soft breathing against her shoulder and soft brushing of his eyelashes against her neck made her sigh with happiness.

She loved waking up in his arms, his chest pressed against her back. His arm around her waist and the other under his pillow.

Tifa slowly turned around in his embrace, setting to look up into his sleeping face and smiled softly.

She did not think she would get to see him looking like this after their travels. With his headaches and their distance and her confusion and not wanting to push him.

Now…she lifted a hand, gently touching his cheek with the tip of her fingers before gliding down to his bottom lip.

He was sleeping peacefully.

His lips pressed against her fingertips and she looked up to see him slowing opening his eyes, the blueness of his eyes taking her breath away – he was always beautiful when he was waking up. She loved watching him wake up, slow and soft, just like him.

"Feeling me up, were you?"

Heat flooded her cheeks and pulled her fingers away only for Cloud to quickly grasp her hand and guided it to his chest, holding her close.

"I don't mind," he gently kissed her, and she rolled her eyes, smiling as she kissed him back.

"Such a charmer," she told him when they broke away and he sighed happily, resting his forehead against hers. "I was thinking about how much you mean to me."

"Oh?" he pulled away from her. His tone made her frown before a sadness settled in her heart.

"You still don't understand, do you?" she looked up into his blue eyes, watching as confusion entered them and his brows furrowed.

She sighed softly as she reached up one hand and cupped his cheek, rubbing her thumb before she leaned in and kissed him softly, sweetly before she pulled away, smiling when Cloud followed her.

"You don't understand what you mean to me."

Cloud paused, his eyes searching her face before he frowned.

"I know you care for me."

Tifa narrowed her eyes before she placed her hand on his chest and rolled him onto his back, following as she threw her leg over his hip, straddling him.

His eyes widen in surprise before a smirk curled his lips and his hands went to her waist only for her to shake her head and grip his wrists.

"No, it's my turn." She pinned his hands to the pillow. "You don't get to touch me."

"Tifa," he whined but she shook her head.

"Not until you listen to me."

"Tifa?"

"I'm going to make you understand just what I feel for you. And I need you to listen to me, to understand."

She watched as doubt entered his eyes before he swallowed then gave her a curt nod and it hurt her heart to see he was not confident and vowed to change it.

She let go of his wrists, trusting him not to try and touch her and one hand went to his shoulder while the other went to his hair, that hair that had always caught her attention since they were kids.

"I love your hair," she ran her hand through his soft spikes. "I used to wonder what it would feel like, running my fingers through them." A soft blush kissed her cheeks. "I even fantasized about tugging on your ponytail when I was younger."

Cloud just stared up at her, his vulnerability clear in his eyes.

Her fingers drew down to his temple and she leaned in, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"I love your mind. How intelligent you are. You are quick-thinking and smart. You can make maps from memories and you remember everything. You know to maximize your efforts and you saved me so many times."

His breathing turned jerky as she moved down, her thumbs gently caressing his cheekbones, just under his eyes.

"And your eyes…" His eyes cut away from hers, guilty. "Look at me." She waited until he slowly brought his eyes back to hers and she smiled softly. "And your eyes are kind." She tossed her hair over her shoulder, pushing it away. "They remind so much of the boy I had a crush on."

Her thumbs trailed down over his cheeks, reaching the edge of his lips.

"And your lips," she ran her thumb over his bottom lip, gently pulling, "They drive me crazy."

His tongue snuck out, swiping at her tongue and her hips shifted on his.

"I love it when you kiss me. You have so many kisses and they tell me everything. The way you kiss me slowly, taking your time. The way you kiss me hard, demanding, crushing me as you claim me."

Tifa leaned down and kissed him once, drawing his bottom lip between her teeth and gently nibbled, eliciting a harsh moan from him.

"And I love your tongue. Your clever tongue which can be so sharp when you're angry or so soft when you're with me, sliding deep into either my mouth or between my legs."

"Shit."

"Did I ever tell you how much I love it when you eat me out?" She met his eyes, dark with lust, and felt a shiver run down her spine. "I love it when you taste me. I love the feel of your tongue sliding between my lips, the way it curls before you draw it back out. And you always like to slide it so deep as well."

"Cause you taste good," he gritted out, his hands turning so his fingers could curl into his pillow.

"And I love the way you say my name." She smiled wickedly. "You have so many variations that I just know what you need. And I like it, knowing what you want just by using my name."

She kissed him deeply this time, letting him plunge his tongue deep into her mouth, drawing a moan from her before she pulled away, gasping.

"No, no," she swallowed and shook her head, "I'm not finished."

"Let me touch you."

"No," she nipped his bottom lip, "Be a good boy." She planted a kiss on his chin before trailing kisses down his neck before she sunk her teeth into the juncture between his neck and shoulder, getting a hiss from him.

"I love your neck," her hands came up, cupping the sides of his neck. "I fit easily against you and I love to bury my nose into your neck, to smell you."

A ragged gasp came from Cloud as her fingers lightly caressed his shoulders.

"And your shoulders that always carried the world upon them, no matter how many times we tell you to lean us on to help lighten the load."

A guilty blush covered his cheeks and she smiled.

"And your arms are perfect. Strong enough to wield the fusion sword but tender enough to hold me." She pulled away and licked her bottom lip as she stared down at him. "I loved touching them when we were traveling."

Her fingers trailed down to his wrists, her fingertips circling his pulse point before caressing the palm of his hands then she brought one hand up to her mouth.

"I love your hands, so big and strong." She placed a kiss on his palm before she licked a trail from his inner wrist to the tip of his middle finger. "Especially when you give the Turks the middle finger."

Choked laughter escaped him as she smiled before sliding his finger between her lips and the laughter cut away to a soft moan, his eyes locked on her lips.

Slowly she circled her tongue around his finger before she slowly drew it from her mouth the kissed the tip of his fingertip.

"And I love when you slide your finger deep within me, teasing me, testing me, preparing me."

She brought his hand to her neck, using the wet finger to trace a line down her body, between her breasts, and over her stomach and briefly teased them both by having him lightly touch her pubic hair before pinning his wrist back onto the bed.

"I love your chest." She leaned over and pressed a kiss to his sternum. "So strong and broad." She nuzzled her way over to his heart. "And I love your heart, so big." She glanced up at him, "even when you're pretending to be aloof."

She got an eye roll for that.

"I love your protective nature, even though I may complain about it," she spread her hands over his chest, "Because it's a part of you and it makes you Cloud."

Her fingers wandered down lower, caressing the scars he had accumulated over his years of training and fighting before she reached the one that always broke her heart when she saw it.

"And I love your scars." Her fingers lightly traced it. "They are proof you are stronger than the ones who tried to break you. They are proof you fought your way back to us."

"To you," he told her, honesty clear in his eyes, "I will always fight my way back to you."

She bit her lower lip as tears filled her eyes before she leaned in and kissed him softly before she smiled, nipping his bottom lip.

"Stop trying to distract me." Cloud chuckled.

Tifa returned to her original spot and moved down lower on his thighs, her fingers caressing his abs.

"I love the way you always work out," her tongue licked a line over his stomach, her eyes glancing up at him. "I feel like you're teasing me when you work out, the sweat glistening on your body, your face tight with concentration. It always reminds me what it's like to have you over me, in me."

Another hiss escaped him as his stomach tightened under her touch and she giggled, moving lower.

One of his hands went to her hair only to tighten into a fist and he clutched it as his waist.

An idea came to Tifa and she smiled.

"If you want to touch yourself, don't let me stop you," she purred, kissing her way over the line of his hipbone. "I always love watching you touch yourself."

"Tifa," his voice came out choked.

"You're beautiful when you touch yourself. Your strong hands wrapped around your cock. The way your thumb runs around the head, smearing your fluid before you run your hand down your length."

"Shit."

He wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking himself and rubbing his thumb over his head, whimpering when she leaned in and pressed a kiss to the head before flicking her tongue.

"So beautiful."

His breath came out ragged, his hips moving in time with his hand.

"I love it when I watch you. Especially when you come all over your hand. The way your hips arch as if you cannot get enough. The way your face makes that expression when you come, that mix between pain and pleasure because I know you're squeezing, trying to prevent yourself from coming so soon yet you can't help but come."

"Tifa." His other hand went to his balls, fondling as he gasped.

"You always taste so good, Cloud. You always make me want more. To have you deep in my mouth."

"Fuck!" His head pressed down onto his pillow. She watched as he tightened his grip around his cock and licked her bottom lip as she slid a hand between her legs, encountering the wetness.

"I love your taste. I love the way you come in my mouth, over my chest, my stomach, even when you fill me up, claiming me."

"Shit, Tifa…please," his hand moved faster, and she spread his thighs, leaning in so she could watch him.

"You're beautiful," she told him again, pressing her thighs together.

The sight of his large hands around his throbbing cock made her bite her bottom lip. The way his face contorted with pleasure, the flush on his chest and she wished he could see himself the way she saw him.

A choked whimper came from him and Tifa could not take it anymore, leaning forward and slid her mouth over his hardness, sucking hard.

A choked cry came from Cloud as Tifa pressed her tongue up against him, his hand gripping the back of her head, her hair tangled in his fingers as he pulled.

Another thing she loved, he always needed to tangle his fingers in her hair whenever she went down on him, the gentle pressure that would always turn rough as he neared closer to his climax.

"Tifa," there was that tone that told her that he was coming, and she tightened her lips around him, meeting his eyes with her heavy-lidded ones and he cursed as he came down her throat.

Tifa hummed softly as she cleaned him up, making him shiver each time she passed over his sensitive member before pulling away and pressing a kiss to the tip then she slid up his body.

"Hmm, minty," she breathed against his lips before swiping at her bottom lip, collecting the leftover fluid. "You always give me so much."

"Tifa…"

"You do. You always give yourself over to me. You protect me, you support me, you love me. You never once hesitate when it comes to me, you always believe in me."

Tears glistened in his eyes.

"Do you understand now," she asked him, and his eyes darkened.

"Come here," He grabbed her by the hips, dragging her up against his body and he kissed her deeply, sitting up and pressing their upper bodies together.

Tifa gasped before she giggled, her hands sliding into his hair before he turned them around, so she was on her back, looking up at him.

His hands slid down her body, caressing and squeezing her breasts, teasing her nipples before they slid over her stomach and hips then down her thighs, curving and opening her up to him.

"Cloud," her walls squeezed helplessly against the emptiness as he pressed up against her, teasing her.

"No fair," she whispered.

"Fair," he whispered back, tilting her head back and kissing her deeply before sliding deep inside of her.

She tore her mouth away from his, panting harshly at the feel of him sliding deep within her, thick and hard, claiming herself himself.

"Yes," She breathed into his neck.

She loved the feel on him within her. He was always just that little bit big. Not enough to hurt her but enough to make her ache.

Cloud could never hurt her, no matter what anyone said or thought. Cloud loved her and it was her turn to show him how much she loved him.

Cloud groaned harshly into her ear before he started moving, slow and steady, teasing her, drawing it out.

"Cloud," She turned her head, kissing his cheek, nipping his earlobe as she held him close to her.

"Tell me what you want," he told her.

"Cloud," she gasped.

"Tell me what you want."

An idea sparked within her muddled mind and she pulled her face away from his neck, looking up into his face, tight with concentration, sweat glistening on his forehead, his spiked hair more messed up and she smiled.

"I love you," she looked into his eyes, cupping his neck as she gasped when he drove deeper. "I love all of you."

Cloud squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before he opened them, meeting her eyes with blazing blues and she felt her breath rush out of her.

"I love you too."

Tears pricked at her eyes as she felt the smile pull at her lips before she pulled him down for a kiss as he hooked one arm around her knee, opening her up and she gasped into his mouth, feeling herself teetering on the edge.

Cloud twisted his hip and her head fell back, her lips parting. His other hand came up and cupped her mouth, silencing her cries as she came around him, her walls tightening, and her pleasure crested.

She could feel Cloud stiffening as he continued to move, increasing her orgasm and her hips twisted against his, her nails raking down his back.

Cloud groaned, his forehead pressed against hers as she opened her eyes to meet his, panting.

His hand went from her mouth to the pillow, clutching it tightly.

"Come inside me," she whispered, making him groan as his hips stuttered. She cupped the side of his neck. "Please, come."

"Tifa," his tone was one of pleading.

"Let me feel you," she brushed her lips against his, "I want to feel you inside of me."

"Tifa…"

"I love it when you finish inside of me, filling me up. I love watching

you as you let go."

"Tifa," he entered deeper and she moaned, clutching his shoulders and neck, holding him close to her.

"Come for me," she bit his earlobe and Cloud out a strangled hoarse shout of her name as she felt him come inside of her, trigging her orgasm, her head falling back as her hips locked into place.

A few desperate thrusts later, Cloud slumped against her body, breathing heavily into her neck as she held him close to her, loving the feel of his weight.

"I think you just about killed me," he mumbled into her neck and she laughed softly, running her fingers through his short hair.

"What a way to go," she mumbled into his hair and she felt his huff of laugher, warmth filling her.

She was in love with the boy who captured her heart when she was a teenager, not letting go of the promise they made under a starry night sky.

TBC