Double Materia :

Disclaimer : Final Fantasy VII and its characters belong to Square Enix.

Author note : it's been more than two months I updated, sorry! I caught a cold, then went on holiday in Japan (yeah!) while there was a heatwave in my country, and back to work kind of tired, ill again this time hurting my back lol

This is chapter3, enjoy! Read and review ;)

Edit 15/11/2019 : grammatical corrections were made thanks to my beta reader, EarendilElwing.

Chappy 3 :

The morning inevitably came, and with it, the little moment of bliss of last night was sent flying away.

Cloud felt Tifa wake up. It was only 6 a.m and he supposed the effect of the materia hadn't dissipated yet.

Surprisingly, Tifa was not in his arms, but beside him. She turned towards him and he immediately wrapped his arms around her in a reassuring manner.

"Cloud?"

"Yeah. It's ok, Tifa. It's still too early; sleep a little more." He kissed her forehead.

"Ah...Mmmh"

After five minutes, when he thought she had fallen back to sleep, she squirmed again and finally voiced the question that was in her mind.

"Cloud, why are you in my bed?" She asked shyly. She didn't remember what happened, and she felt confused.

Cloud snapped his eyes open at the question. She wasn't under the spell anymore, which meant it was time for some explanations. Cloud really didn't know how to explain himself.

He looked at her, and her expression was back to normal. She was slightly blushing because of the way he was holding her.

When she noticed he wasn't wearing a T-shirt, it served to intensify her blush.

"Are you... are you naked?" She blurted suddenly.

"No! No, I'm not!" He was the same colour as her now.

In all her embarrassment, she quickly sat up on the bed, leaving the warmth of his arms. The first thing she saw was his T-shirt on the floor, and then his pants on the edge of the bed.

"Cloud, what... what happened?!" her voice was shaking.

Cloud sat next to her and tried his best to explain the situation.

"Tifa, you were under a spell. Do you remember? Yuffie left us a box of materia and you accidentally activated one of them last evening."

"What?"

"Nothing bad happened; don't worry. I stayed with you because I was worried, and you asked me to. You do remember Yuffie, don't you?"

Tifa frowned. There was a fog instead of her memories of yesterday.

"No, I don't remember anything..." she said lamely.

"It's ok. Your memories will come back slowly. Don't fret over it."

"But... Please, Cloud, tell me what happened." She looked at him with pleading eyes. He sighed.

"Ok."

He began the story from Yuffie's visit and up to the moment when he arrived in the bar, and she had cried in his arms.

"I cried? But why? And what was that materia?" She felt more and more confused.

"The abilities of the materia were Exacerbated Feelings and Truth. I guess you cried because you were tired."

"And after that, what did I do?" She was afraid to find out.

"Several times you said you were alone and scared. You cried a lot and asked me to stay with you."

"To stay with me? Shirtless and all?"

"Well no, you didn't mention that, but you seemed to like it better that way. But that's not the point." He was fidgeting awkwardly, and she raised a skeptical eyebrow at him.

He let out a deep breath before explaining himself.

"Knowing the abilities of the materia, I feared your reaction towards me. I feared you would tell me that I was a jerk, that you only tolerated me in your life. Or that you would punch me saying how I was unforgivable for having abandoned you and the kids. I really thought I would be on the receiving end of your wrath."

"Did I do that? Did I punch you?" she asked in an alarming voice.

He smiled at her and bent towards her to whisper in her ear : "No, it was the exact opposite in fact." He kissed her cheek and put one of his arm around her waist.

She looked at him, relieved.

"Then what happened? And what about your clothes?"

"Oh, that," he chuckled. "You're the one who stripped me in fact... and I wasn't able to stop you."

"You're kidding?"

"Not at all. Let's just say you were really affectionate with me. Good to know you're still fond of me."

"Cloud... I...sorry..."

"Ssshhh, no harm was done Tifa, don't worry. In fact, I'm glad you spoke freely to me. There were things I didn't know..."

She was feeling nervous. Just what did she say and do last night?

"Like what?"

"Like you would like me to take you on a ride with Fenrir, that you would love to spend more time with me." He was watching her reaction intently. She was blushing like mad.

"Also I'm happy to know that I'm your little baby chocobo." He couldn't help but chuckle at the ridiculous nickname. She was now hiding her face in her hands in embarrassment.

"And Tifa, I like your kisses." He wrapped his arms all around her; he didn't want her to feel ashamed, but he didn't want to lie about what happened either. He also knew he still had to apologize for his lack of self control. He shouldn't have kissed her the way he did.

He stroked her forearm gently and put his chin on her shoulder, waiting for her to say something.

She finally dared to show her face, her eyes locking with his.

He was smiling, the kind of smile she loved, the kind of smile he was showing more and more often. She rested her head on his shoulder and returned the hug. If he was willing to show some marks of affection to her, she wouldn't push him away.

"I really kissed you? I mean... a real kiss?" she whispered softly. He nodded at her. "Do I have to apologize?"

"No, I'm the one who has to."

"Why?"

"Because I kissed you back, even though I knew you were under a spell," he whispered back, hoping she wouldn't get mad at him.

She frowned at him and tried to search for an explanation in his eyes. He turned his head, suddenly feeling really guilty.

"I shouldn't have. I'm sorry Tifa." He was waiting for a slap... which didn't come. She was still watching him, trying to comprehend the full extent of what he said.

"Are you saying that if I kiss you, you would kiss me back?" she asked, dumbfounded.

He blushed at her question. What should he say? That he was a jerk taking advantage of the situation?

"Yes..." he lamely answered. There, now he clearly stated to her that he was indeed a jerk!

She was looking at him with round eyes again.

"Hu, well... I want to see that," she said, completely overwhelmed at the idea of Cloud and her kissing.

Silence etched between them, both embarrassed and uncertain of what to do.

Tifa couldn't contain herself any longer. She slowly hooked her arms around his neck, forcing him to look at her. She began to kiss his cheek and soon his lips.

He froze.

She pulled back for a second and whispered softly, "Can't you do better than that?"

She went to his neck this time, and he stopped her.

"Tifa..." He didn't know what he wanted to say.

"I hope last night was better than that."

"Mmmh, it was," he confessed, the red colour on his face intensifying.

"Show me, then."

He was feeling stupid suddenly. He had the women he loved in his arms, she wasn't mad at him, and she wanted him to kiss her. He finally broke into a smile and gently took her lips, trying his best to convey all of his feelings into it.

Soon she sat on his thighs, straddling him and kissing him as if there was no tomorrow.

(NdA : kissing as if there was no tomorrow... wait, they already have done that before! literally! you know, under the Highwind...)

Should I write a chapter 4 or not? I haven't decided yet.

Edit february 2020 : chapter 4 finished! ;)