Just Tell Me When to Stop

Gabreilla Moushigo

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Ha – just screwing with you about having to wait a few more chapters!

Lemon Content – You Have Been Warned!

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It was only a week and they had managed to fill the house with various essentials. Shopping really wasn't that bad… really. He just had about enough of it for now… Tifa was inclined to agree with him.

Vincent lay awake in his bed tonight. He heard the water going downstairs and he guessed that she might be taking a bath in that small tub downstairs when she knew perfectly well there was a bigger one adjoining his room. She kept herself from his quarters often, and he wasn't sure why. Did she think that maybe he didn't want her touching his things? He wouldn't mind really, her coming in here and arranging anything to her liking. It's not like he would ever do it… unless it was too heavy and she asked him push or pull something here or there.

Vincent rolled over onto his stomach. He didn't know why he was even thinking this way. He should just sleep already.

The door to the bathroom opened downstairs, followed by Tifa's silent feet until she closed her door behind her.

He knew it had only been a little while, but he wondered what it would be like to… be with her. He had such thoughts before, even while he first met her. It was embarrassing to say the least.

What should he do anyway? Shouldn't he wait for her to come to him? Was it too soon or would she be ready?

Vincent almost decided on letting her make the first move on him, but then he remembered something she said not too long ago. She was shy. She waited a while to even speak with him because she was nervous. A sweat broke out onto his skin, Maybe I should…

After wrestling with the idea for what seemed like forever, he decided to get up. If anything he would at least invite her to sleep with him. He wasn't going to be able to sleep like this anyway.

Vincent got out of bed and threw a pair of boxers on and a t-shirt she bought for him. He allowed his feet to hit heavily on the stairs so she could hear him descend. No point in frightening her. Before he knew it he was standing just outside her door. He took a steadying breath, now was the time to have courage! He grabbed the knob, turned it slowly and opened the door. The hall light was not on and she had already shut her light off. It was completely dark.

He padded his way to her bed, his little toe meeting an ill fate against her night stand. He stifled a curse with a well placed palm against his mouth. Was she awake he wondered? Certainly she hadn't fallen asleep yet… how long had he been debating with himself? He decided to push the envelope and reach out to her. His hand fumbled across the bed but found nothing, nothing at all. "Mm?" His throat rumbled. He began reaching everywhere for her before getting onto the bed itself… and found she wasn't there. "What?"

A flash blinded him and he covered his eyes. "Vincent?"

Blast! He forgot about the walk-in closet. "Tifa." He only said her name.

"Are you ok?" Tifa knew he would not answer and went on to explain. "I was just putting some clothes away in the closet. I'm sorry if the light was out – I was just trying to save on power." She smiled at how he was sprawled out on all fours on her bed. "You should have turned the light on."

"Yes." He looked away sheepishly.

Tifa turned off the light in the closet and walked over to the bed. Vincent moved over so she could sit down next to him. He wondered how his semi-not-even-anywhere-near perfect plan went so wrong. He waited a moment after he felt her weight against the bed. Her feet were obviously still touching the floor. She shifted a bit and sighed. A smile touched his lips that she would never see. She was still being shy, even though he already came into her room. Obviously there was still some hope for him yet.

Tifa could only curse herself at the moment. She was still a bit of a girl at heart and rued the fact that she quite possibly ruined the most romantic moment in her life. If she had just stayed in bed… "Tifa," Her body almost went into a spasm as she felt him speak her name on the back of her neck. His hand brushed her hair to the side of her shoulder before encircling her waist and pulling her closer to him. Her mind must have shorted out somewhere along the way because she had absolutely no idea what to do.

Vincent could feel the tenseness of her body, but knew she was not afraid. He nuzzled the pulse at her neck and could feel her heart fluttering against his cheek. Part of him was pleased that he could get such a reaction out of her with a simple word. "Tifa," He said her name again, before he turned her head and kissed the side of her mouth. He corrected and pushed himself forward and kissed her lips.

She closed her eyes, even though she could not see. He might have only whispered her name, but it was enough to send her heart beating even faster than before. "Vincent,"

Now he realized how she felt when he said her name. He let a shiver of excitement go through him. He didn't know why, but he felt a surge of protectiveness go through him. With it, of course, came arousal.

Vincent nuzzled the side of her neck, feeling her shake like a leaf as he did. His right arm snaked around her waist again and rested on her stomach to hold her to him. He kissed her neck and shoulder before giving her a few well placed love bites that sent her shivering madly against him. Her shaking, coupled with her moans started to take their toll on his self control. His mind cautioned himself to go bit slower, but his other half simply told him that this would be the outcome either way.

There he went again, getting excited over a few kisses…

Her voice was a nervous one. "Vincent, I don't know what to do." He could feel her fidgeting. "I don't know if I am ready to…" She couldn't finish her sentence.

"Do not worry," His voice was gentle. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to… just tell me when to stop."

And that's all he had to say for the stress to leave her body, although she still trembled against him. "Ok." She nodded.

"That's better." He pulled her further onto the mattress until her whole body rested upon the bed.

He was over her now, letting his left arm take the brunt of his weight lest he crush her under him. Her hips were cradling his as he pressed her into the mattress. He kissed her lips, her cheek and then her forehead. This was his favorite place on her it seemed. She tentatively looped her arms around his neck and kissed him back each time. While he usually enjoyed starting their kisses, it made his heart swell when she began one herself. He wasn't sure how far this was going, but it was definitely exciting to find out. He would more than likely find himself in a shower afterwards but it would be worth it if he could become a little closer to Tifa in the mean time.

His right arm traced the side of her body, grazing her breast and ending only where her night gown left off at her thigh. He took a steadying breath; her knees would have been knocking together if he didn't have a leg between the two. Her scent was driving him crazy. She was aroused but she was becoming drawn up so tightly he wondered if he might have frightened her.

Sensing his hesitance, she ventured a few words of encouragement. "It's ok; you can keep going if you want to."

That was all he needed to hear. He leaned to the side, redistributing his weight to the left of her and ran his hand under the hem of her night gown and up her thigh until he reached her naked hip. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Tifa," This time her name was little more than a purr of pleasure. He pushed his left arm under her head, making sure that his mechanical fingers did her no harm as they went.

As he pulled up her night gown, which was more like a long t-shirt. She was thankful for the privacy the dark provided her. If there had been a light on she might have been more than tempted to cover herself shyly. The fabric was bunched up over her chest as he gradually made his way down her neck and to her breasts. She had touched herself there before, but with someone else doing it, it felt amazing. His hand massaged her left breast while his mouth took on the right. She couldn't see what he was doing, but it felt so wonderful she didn't realize her arms wound themselves around his back, letting her short nails scrape the skin there. Apparently he enjoyed her touch as well, and it made her happy.

He wasn't quite ready to move his mouth away from her breasts just yet, not to mention if he decided to take a more southern route she might quickly become embarrassed. He would save that - among other things - for another night. Rather than pushing his luck with something like that, he decided on using his hand instead.

He removed his hand from her breast before putting two of his fingers in his mouth; he sucked on them for a moment before gently bringing his hand down to her sex, sliding in one finger while the other ruthlessly exploited the nub of her pleasure just outside her entrance. "Vincent." His name was like a prayer as she rocked her hips against his hand. Tifa's face was cradled in the nook of his neck and her throat was filled with wanton moans and he could barely stop himself from shaking with excitement. Her fingers were tangled in his hair and her body was so tight against him it was nearly insufferable. Just when her body stiffened and tightened around his fingers – the loud ring from her phone startled her – bringing her to her senses. Damn.

"Sorry." She apologized; her body was still trembling beneath him. He knew she was going to get up and answer it.

"Ignore it." His lips met hers again, hoping to entice her to stay with him.

"I can't." She almost whined, removing herself from his grasp… albeit a little reluctantly. She reached over and grabbed her cell from the night stand, it was easy to find with the glowing screen and the incessant music. "Hello?" She asked breathlessly. "Oh, hello Cloud." Tifa got into a sitting position on the bed, her feet dangled over the side. "No, I am fine. How have you been?" He could feel her eyes on him at him at that moment. "No, I was just… exercising." She lied and Vincent stifled a laugh. "Yeah, sorry… I wanted to tell you sooner." He imagined Cloud on the other line, asking his questions and answering Tifa as she talked. "So you did get all of your things out of the old house – that's great. No, I didn't need the money for the house and restaurant." She paused, listening to him. "Business was so-so but I could have made it if I wanted to." She listened again. "Yes, I am staying with Vincent. No, we are not living in that old mansion… you need to stop watching all those old movies." She patiently waited again. "No, we're staying just outside Kalm. No, Cloud… I have my own room." She huffed indignantly, and then as she listened longer she has to stifle a laugh. "No Cloud, I'm fine. Vincent isn't a vampire, Cid just made that story up to scare you." She got up on the bed again, this time putting her legs underneath her as she listened. "Yeah, I know."

Vincent, finding Tifa completely rude now that she was ignoring him, listened in on her conversation. It didn't seem like the small talk was going to end anytime soon to his disappointment. He did find the comment from Cid to be on the side of hilarious. He could imagine the bastard telling that Chocobo haired boy that ridiculous story. Cid was a man of many talents; apparently fibbing and story telling were but a few. As an attempt at humor he made his way to Tifa, he could feel the heat coming off of her cooling body as he bent his head down to her neck and latched his teeth gently onto her throat. She made a squeaking noise that he found to be adorable. She was all the while trying to pass it off as nothing to Cloud. She knew she wasn't trying to hide their relationship so much as trying to hide what they were doing at this very moment, which gave Vincent ideas.

"No, you don't have to visit so quickly." Tifa laughed nervously as Vincent's arm slide around her middle before taking a dive between her legs. "Oh God, no I'm doing great. Maybe later?" She was trying not to whimper.

From this position, not only could he nibble on her neck and please her, but he could massage her breast too if he were careful to only touch her with the leathery portion of his prosthetic arm. He gave a fleeting thought to maybe finding a way to remove the sharp claws when he didn't need them - but for now - he just didn't give a damn.

Tifa listened as Cloud droned away about meaningless things. She really didn't care anymore. When she began to fidget again Vincent sank his teeth down to hold her into place and began working his fingers at a faster, steadier pace. The cool metal from his robotic arm against her heated skin was yet another pleasant sensation. The same hand came up to cover her mouth and she shivered and moaned through her orgasm. She saw lights flash behind her lids for a moment as her body tightened around his fingers. The sensations that wracked her middle shot up into her neck where he held her captive and went back down to her belly again. He removed his hand when he was sure she was finished moaning. She was still panting from earlier, thank God. Cloud was completely unaware of what happened as Vincent brought his lips from her neck to latch onto hers. He pulled her back into a laying position as he ravaged her mouth.

Honestly, this was as far as Vincent was willing to go tonight. He just couldn't help stealing a few more kisses.

The boldness of his touches and the possessiveness that shone through in his kisses made her mind spin that she almost dropped her phone. She definitely wanted to hurl it across the room at this point.

"Tifa?" This time Vincent could hear Cloud's voice since his ear was so close to the phone. "Are you ok? Your breathing has gotten a little worse."

Vincent gave her a moment to answer, "I'm fine, really." He then covered her mouth again.

"That's good." Cloud said cautiously. "Look, Teef. I know you don't want me to come just yet since your getting settled in… but I think I might head over there in a little while, ok?" He went on to say, "I won't come too soon, I just wanted to stop by and make sure everything was alright."

No use delaying what was going to happen anyway. "Ok."

"That's great." Cloud said, "I guess I'll call you before I leave, but… you know…"

"Yeah," Tifa almost laughed. "No promises."

"Yeah," Cloud repeated. "See ya Teef."

"Mm hm." She hung up the phone.

The thought of Cloud coming over to ruin his fun was almost enough to squelch his excitement. He didn't hate Cloud by a long shot, but he enjoyed his privacy. "I guess it was inevitable."

"Yeah, I guess so." She smiled. "He'll find out soon enough, and he'll have to learn to not be so protective of me."

"Tifa," He looked down at her with a gentle expression.

"Yes Vincent?"

"Sleep with me tonight." He rested his head against her chest. "Although… I know I'm not comfortable." While his voice was plain, there was a joke underneath it all.

Tifa laughed. "You're comfortable enough." She ran her fingers through his hair before he got up to leave.

"Come to my room in a few minutes." He requested, before making his way to the door, once again stubbing his toe.

"Why a few minutes?" She asked.

He grinned, despite the pain shooting from his foot. "You know."

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Lemony goodness. Hope you liked it hehe. I was trying to figure out the name of this chapter… and I thought I might hide the lemon warning – but I figured I would give the prudes out there a fair warning if they decided to ignore the M rating anyway.

I finally got inspired to write something the other day to my excitement.. Who would be the aggressor and whatnot? From the fics I've read – it's usually Tifa who puts all the moves on Vincent to get him to come out of his shell. This time I let Vincent have to chance to start something… hehe.

The only thing I was worried about during this chapter – was making their interactions seem forced since it was so soon. I almost made him leave her room after she came out of the storage room because he might have been too embarrassed to continue.

Then again, I remembered that Vincent is a guy and that even though guys can be gentlemen… they are still guys. I think he came off just pushy enough to get something going without seeming threatening. Again – there is that fine line I have to walk with their relationship. I was also pleased at where I had him stop – I wanted to go further… but I believe that he would respect her earlier wishes rather than trying to trudge ahead and get whatever he could as fast as he could.

I keep trying to think if he should act more softly in some circumstances or a bit more nonchalant in others. I think I'm getting the hang of the balancing act.

As far as his arm goes – I'm under the impression that it might still be a prosthetic. Yes, I know it looks a bit more like armor in DoC and Advent Children – but still. If you think of what his specialty is in – it makes no sense for him to wear the thing. As I'm watching him reload his bullets or aim his gun, all that metal and those pointy fingers cannot be good for his aim or anything else for that matter. Sure it could be used as a weapon, but maybe a bayonet would be better suited to him instead? It just might be a more humanlike appendage than let's say… Barret's machine gun arm? His arm might also be a bit outdated and looks the way it does – I have no clue though.

Even if we find out later that it's not a prosthetic but his real arm under there – I guess for this story – it is.

Oh yes, and get ready for the next chapter… I hope you're ready for a bumpy ride! Mwa ha ha ha!

On to the reviews!

Lady Shiva – Yeah, haha. I was going to have him stay behind – but I decided at the last second to have him go shopping with her. If the last part of the story seemed like an afterthought to their conversation during their morning coffee – it was. Just another one of those chapters that wasn't going to last long until I figured out how much fun it would be to make him do silly things like buy furnishings.

Jen – I always look forward to seeing your reviews – thanks for reviewing for each chapter by the way – it gives me lots of insight into each one.

I know about those action figures – expensive! I want to get the Cloud and bike set but that would be about the same price as the Highwind. I saw a tiny figure of Tifa too – but I really wanted to get the big nice one. I also want a "Barbie" sized Seymour doll (there I go again) but they only have the small ones. I can't believe that I even found an Advent Children doll for Vincent… what with the DoC out and all that.

Good – that means I'm getting the hang of writing his character. I took note that he enjoys sitting pretty casually anywhere anytime. That's something I would never have thought of him doing.

I always thought that the helicopters would land in town myself – Deepground was trying to destroy the world and I thought they were supposed to be going on a killing spree.

The house – Thank goodness he didn't put any money down on it – hehe.

Jen – I absolutely loved Reeve during DoC – he was the comic relief. We'll be hearing from him during this fic as well – hehe. I know I am going to have so much fun writing about him – even if it's just a little bit.

The continuity thing – ACK! You are absolutely right! I just went back this morning and wrote some more on both chapter 7 and 8 to add a little info so the timeline wouldn't be so confusing. Thank you for catching that for me – since I skip around a lot I tend to over look tiny details that could really confuse people.

Thank you for reviewing again – you really help me out a lot more than you know.

Daylo – Thanks for adding me and I'm glad you're enjoying the fic! You don't really need to know the small details of DoC – since they probably won't make their way into the fiction. I'm sure as long as you have a basic idea of what happens that there shouldn't be too much confusion. My warning at the beginning is more for people who want to see what happens for themselves and don't want me to ruin it for them before they get to play. Since some like to wait until the price drops I wanted to make sure that I wouldn't upset anyone in the meantime by not giving out at least one spoiler warning.

Daylo – Haha – it would be nice to have more reviews – but I am very pleased with the ones I do have. Even the short reviews I am receiving are good ones that tell me what I'm doing right (and wrong too). I'd much rather have a few of with the same kind of feedback that I get here than receiving many update-soon's hehe. You guys have been really great… (so happy).

I'm glad you are enjoying the fic without becoming bored. I was worried that this wouldn't be as exciting as espionage and whatnot – but I guess that a new relationship can be just as thrilling and new.

Thanks again guys! Everyone – Please read and review! (smiles)