(Warning: Lemon

Author's Note: This and later chapters are for adults only as they contain sexual scenes. This chapter is more graphic than the previous one. As the seduction continues, the sex naturally gets more heated and kinky.)

Chapter Three: Consummation of Desire

Waking up from yet another passion-filled dream, Aerith lay on her bed wondering why she had to suffer from this type of frustration. All her problems would be solved if only a certain silver-haired man would just pretend that he felt some affection for her. Then she could surrender her virginity to him without feeling like a bad girl. Even when he inevitably got tired of her and left, her pride and self-image would at least be intact.

As it was, he made it clear he just wanted sex. In his own way, Sephiroth was the most honest person she knew. Unlike most people, he wanted no sugar-coated illusions to cover up the truth. To him, it was simple – he wanted her, she wanted him, they should fulfill their desires without worrying about what other people would think. For Aerith though, brought up strictly by her stepmother Elmyra, it was hard to ignore the dictates of morality.

On this, the twentieth day since her first meeting with the maddeningly beautiful silver-haired swordsman, Aerith could no longer resist his temptation. Five days ago she had started taking the herbal medicine that would prevent conception and today was her first "safe" day. Already she had told the other members of the Radiant Garden Restoration Committee that she would take the day off. Tomorrow was the start of the weekend so she had a total of three days vacation. Sephiroth would be arriving at her house for their usual date later tonight.

Absently padding to her bedroom window, Aerith pensively looked out at the town, beautiful but still partially in ruins. Remembering her first boyfriend, Aerith whispered Zack's name. He had disappeared years ago and now even her own birth planet was lost.

What she regretted most of all were not her actions but rather what she had failed to do. In hindsight, Aerith knew that though she had really liked Zack a lot, she hadn't been truly in love with him. Still, she regretted the lost opportunities. If she had known things would turn out this way, she would have slept with him at least once. Or she could have married him when he asked and maybe had his child. She wouldn't be alone now if she had. They could have been happy.

Sephiroth… they didn't love each other but their passion was fierce. Who knew if she would ever feel this intense emotion again? Life was short, as they both knew. Five days ago, Aerith had finally decided to enjoy the present, lest she regret it later.

Resolved to make the most of things, Aerith turned away from the view and started her day with a firm determination live her life to the fullest.

Sephiroth knocked on the door, feeling grumpy and fed up with everything. He had, he thought, been very considerate and patient. However, enough was enough. Even his patience had limits and he was close to the breaking point. Two days ago he had begun to wonder if he hadn't overestimated himself. Aerith still hadn't allowed him to do more than some light petting and it was driving him insane.

His life since now had been full of compliant females willing to warm his bed. A few had needed some persuasion which he had been happy to provide. He enjoyed the game as much as the next man. Aerith, however, seemed almost immune to his seduction. She only allowed him to do what she wanted and never got carried away enough to allow him to take her. Tonight, if she wouldn't let him advance at least a bit further, he was going to leave Radiant Garden and find some less obdurate woman before returning to carry on his wooing of Aerith.

Busily inventing some plausible excuse for traveling elsewhere, Sephiroth failed to notice Aerith's wide smile as she beckoned him inside her house. He did come back to reality when she took him by the hand and guided him, not to her dining room, but to the second floor of her house.

"Tonight's the night!" Aerith said, shyly blushing. She thrust a robe into his hands and motioned him to what appeared to be a bathroom. She waved at a closed door. "You can wait in the bedroom. There are some sandwiches and wine there. Please give me a moment to get ready, please?"

Without waiting for a reply, Aerith went to the bedroom's adjoining bathroom, doubtless to do whatever mysterious things women did there to "get ready."

Sephiroth stood unmoving for a moment, shocked at this turn of events. That little tease! She hadn't shown even the slightest last night that she was anywhere close to being ready for this, yet now she was practically ordering him to her bed. Irritation and impatience vanished, replaced by anticipation.

Smirking in satisfaction, Sephiroth showered and put on the robe. It was thankfully black and not pink. In the bedroom he wolfed down several sandwiches then decided he had to brush his teeth. Aerith had thoughtfully provided a new toothbrush for him.

She planned all this, he thought, unused to having a woman prepare the setting for a seduction. Her actions seemed to subtly hint that she wanted to be more in command, probably because she was an innocent and her attempts to arrange tonight's events gave her a measure of comfort.

Lying down on the bed, Sephiroth waited for Aerith, his eagerness growing.

Meanwhile Aerith was nervously taking a shower, heart beating uncertainly as she prepared. Applying the sweet-smelling soap and shampoo, Aerith took her time, knowing Sephiroth would wait patiently. While drying and brushing her hair, Aerith decided to wear the white lingerie set, not the pink or red. White for purity. There would be plenty of other nights to use the other sets. When she was done, Aerith walked to the bedroom somewhat timidly.

Sephiroth, jerked upright and went to Aerith as soon as he saw her enter. She was wearing a short white silk nightgown. Barefoot, she barely reached his shoulder and he once again became conscious of how small and fragile she really was. Taking one small hand in his, he kissed the tips of her fingers.

"I'll make this the most memorable night of your life," he promised.

"Why Sephiroth, that sounded almost romantic," Aerith quipped. She was uncomfortable with the pretense and didn't want him to deceive her with sugary words, now of all times.

Sephiroth suffered a pang of remorse at the bitterness of her tone. He knew she had wanted some soft words of affection from him before but he had stubbornly refused to accommodate her. These past days as his frustration had built he had become more and more silent, almost ignoring her apart from his efforts to inveigle her into having sex with him. She sounded hurt and he vowed to be more considerate from now on.

Though he considered himself immune to the gentler emotions like love, voicing a few softer sentiments wouldn't really be amiss. He did in fact rather admire her strong, independent spirit and how she faced each day with optimism. He had also seen how much work she did and how she lovingly cared her all friends.

Gently, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. As the kiss ended, Sephiroth was surprised to when Aerith pushed him away. Moving next to the bed, she removed her nightgown in one decisive motion. Wearing only lacy white panties, Aerith smiled up at him and touched the sash of his robe, silently asking him to take it off. He complied. Beneath it he wore nothing.

Aerith stared at the first naked male body she had ever seen. He was strongly muscled all over. His pale golden skin was crisscrossed with fine, almost invisible scars, especially around the shoulders and arms, doubtless from countless fights. She glanced shyly at his erect member before looking away with a blush staining her cheeks, it was bigger than she had thought it would be and she felt a little apprehensive. His body hair, she couldn't help but notice, was also silver.

She looked questioningly up at Sephiroth, unsure what to do now. Realizing he would have to take things very slowly as this was her first time, Sephiroth embraced her. Both of them enjoyed the feel of her lovely breasts flattened against his well-built chest. His erection was warm against her belly but Aerith's uneasiness was alleviated by his soothing hug.

Now the dark angel rained down kisses on her forehead, eyelids, and cheeks. Aerith sighed and ran her hands through his fabulously long and silky-smooth hair. She was always a bit jealous that it was better than hers.

Encouraged by her relaxation against his body, Sephiroth took his time French-kissing Aerith, savoring softness of her exquisite pink lips and the sweet taste of her mouth. Carrying her to the bed, he carefully laid her down on the white satin sheets. Running his hands over from her shoulders to her knees, he marveled at the flawless beauty of her form. Her smooth skin, delicate womanly curves and sweet, innocent features were perfection. She was all warmth and feminine beauty.