Disclaimer:Final Fantasy VII with the characters, items, places, etc. are the property of Square Enix, Inc. No infringement is intended.
Author's Note: The much awaited update is finally here, just in time to kickoff the wonderful Cloti Fall Festival 2019 by the FinalHeaven Discord Server. This chapter is for the prompt, "Coming Home." I wanted to update this months ago, as I have been working on the plot, and writing for this story whenever I can. This is my longest chapter yet for this story, where I have put a lot of time and hard work into bringing this update to be playful, yet very sensual in it's presentation. I love writing this story, but it is also very challenging to deliver the correct tone.
Fun and flirty Cloud playing a game with Tifa takes a lot of time! But I hope this update that everyone has been waiting for will not disappoint! Elendyr, Neverlost, Derek (my favorite guest reviewer), SkyRaisin, LadeeRin, Shade the Hero, kelleyj17, Meerf, Trngh, NFS Kay Chan, axelandzid, red shoulder85, Hobojail, SummerFairy, Tammit, Alcantis, SuperStrawHatShinigami, kalraria, EmeraldoftheFlame, hapiflower, and Denebola Leo for your reviews, favorites, and kind patience in my update!
And fans from Dirty Drink Roulette, please enjoy the full length version from the Magic chapter. Celestial Nova and theClosetPoet7, I hope you enjoy!
Also, much gratitude to Denebola Leo for being the beta reader on my entry. I am dedicating this chapter to Fancy from the FinalHeaven Discord for her birthday! She is a big fan of my smut scenes (this story is one of her favorites), and her feedback with the hilarious emojis is simply the best. I get so much self entertainment out of amusing her!
The title of the story was inspired by Queen's song 'Play the Game'.
Now...onto Tifa's revenge drink against the oh too cocky, Cloud Strife! Question is, will the drink work the way she wants it to this time?
-. Play the Game .-
Chapter III: The Sex
He flipped the kickstand down on Fenrir to prop it upright once he dismounted the vehicle in the garage. The shutters on Seventh Heaven were still closed, blocking any sign of life on the inside. His hopes dwindled as he turned on the street that perhaps Tifa wasn't waiting up for him, but seeing the faint light creep under the garage door had him smiling.
A drink with her would be happening tonight.
Walking into the bar area he spotted two lone cocktail glasses on the middle of the counter, but his girlfriend was nowhere in sight. Smoothing his hand on the chestnut surface, he moved along the counter until he began to take his seat. Then, she walked in. He stood up straight when she appeared, waltzing into the serving area with an effortless saunter, her body covered in an all too familiar royal blue dress from a rather...unforgettable co-op rescue.
Looking her up and down, her cherry red lips turned up in a knowing smile that he was eyeballing her. Tifa looked just like she did when he found her in the basement of that damn brothel, golden hoops dangling on her earlobes, along with a shiny belt around her slim waist. He couldn't believe she still had that dress, that ruched up perfectly along her curves and revealed her cleavage with the cut out. She never wore anything like this unless she was on a mission to get what she wanted.
Uh oh.
She looks like sex.
"Welcome home, Cloud," she greeted, pulling out a pitcher from the lower counter. She began pouring a bright red drink into the cocktail glasses slowly, her bracelets jingling a bit at the movement. Setting the pitcher back down, she pulled a small dish of cherries out, plopping the fruit garnish into each glass on top of the ice. Lifting an eyebrow at him, she said, "I hope you're thirsty."
Thirsty was an understatement. "Parched."
His girlfriend looked amused when his cobalt eyes roamed her figure again, landing on her behind as she began to round the corner of the bar. The clicking of her heels against the floor added to his anticipation. Her hips swayed as she approached him, the twinkle in her carmine eyes read determination. Passing by him her lips cocked up to one side as she took her seat, tapping the cushion of his stool to join her. Gladly he sat down, seeing her smooth legs cross over as he did so.
The seats were close together, giving him ample view of her cleavage, which he knew she knew with the current smirk on her face as she challenged him. "So, you'll do whatever the drink is, right?"
Getting straight to business, he thought with his own smirk. Tapping his fingers on the counter in victory, he nodded. "Yeah."
"Hmm," she hummed playfully, a slight raise to her eyebrows. "Promise?"
Looking at the two glasses between them, he nodded again. "I promise."
It was game on. With the way she was looking at him, her lips so inviting, she was finally giving into him by making a drink for their first kiss. This was finally it, and in a way, they both won the game. No more messing around.
Sliding his drink to inch it over further over to him, he met her halfway and lifted the glass, bringing the drink to his mouth. She took a small sip of her own as she watched him, her eyes full of promise as she quietly observed him partake. The liquid was sweet and tangy, going down smooth as he drank. She did her part, as did he. Releasing the rim in front of his mouth between sips, he asked her the question he was dying to know.
"What drink is this?" His voice came out cocky, but he had to be. It was fun, and she liked it most of the time. Even if she didn't ever want to admit that fact to him, he always knew based on past attempts of hiding smiles. Waiting for her answer, he took another sip as he locked his eyes with her.
Setting her glass down, licking her lips quickly she gave him a haughty smile. "'Sex with the Bartender'."
Coughing, he choked on his drink slightly as he placed the glass back down. Sex...with the Bartender? This was supposed to be about kissing...not that. This wasn't how they were supposed to play their game.
"Cloud, are you okay?" she feigned concern, placing her hand on his shoulder to comfort him, and giving him a few gentle pats.
"I'm fine," he managed to say, and when he looked up he could see the mischievous glint in those red eyes. Cloud squinted back, feeling she cheated. "Just expected a different drink, that's all."
Giggling she leaned forward, her hot breath fanning his ear as she hummed back. "Hmm, like what?"
Tifa was teasing him, paying him back for doing just the same in return when he called on their game. He didn't realize she had grabbed onto the zipper of his shirt until his top was undone, her hand smoothing up his bare chest. She was already out of her chair and practically wedged herself between his legs. Stopping her with his hand, he clasped her wrist gently. "Don't you think you're moving too fast?"
Her tongue tickled his earlobe, making him shiver while she sucked on the skin just below. "Don't you think you're moving too slow?"
She indeed wanted to raise the stakes in their game, but there was too much at risk for him to gamble. He wanted to start over, not rush in like a fool. Cloud turned his head away from her, pushing his seat back as he stood up. Tifa really was moving too fast for him. For them. "The kids––"
"Are not here, it's just you and me tonight...Cloud," she stated as both of her hands grazed his chest, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. Her body merely touching his. Giggling again, she nuzzled his neck once more. "You taste just like I remember."
Tifa was using his words against him now. After running out on her and the kids, hurting her by going too fast was the last thing he wanted, even if he really did want her right now. His pants were starting to get a little snug with her coming onto him like this. Grabbing her hands a little tighter this time, he pleaded, "Tifa, stop. You really need to think about this."
"I did think about this, many times in fact. Long...and hard," she said firmly while looking him in the eye, making her implications well known. "I. Want. You."
Trying to resist his urges, he kept his tone even. "I...I want you too, but––"
"You promised me," Tifa interrupted him with a fake pout on her plump lips. "And you've never been one to break them. Why start now?"
"This drink tonight was supposed to be a kiss," he explained as his eyes landed on her cleavage again. Really, he couldn't help himself with her looking like that. Looking like sex. "You're cheating."
"You cheated first," she threw right back at him.
"Well, this isn't a game anymore. This is about us."
Her eyes simmered with him, a mixture of irritation and intensity as they twinkled back. The flickering flame he could see burning deep inside after months of sexual frustration. Cloud had the same fire too, but he wanted it to be a slow burn after he rekindled with a kiss. The girl next door meant so much to him, and he didn't want to be so lost in lust right away. But he knew one thing for sure.
Tifa Lockhart was real fucking hot when she was mad at him.
Her giggle broke his train of thought, unclipping his pauldron from his chest straps and letting it fall carelessly to the floor. He had let go of her hands without realizing and she was actively trying to get him naked because of his distraction with her.
"This is about us wearing too many clothes," she whispered while tugging off his sweater vest. Her fingers trailed down his abs, trying to loosen the fastener to his pants before he stopped her hands again.
Cloud groaned as he whisked her eager touch away. "Tifa...please," he managed to say.
She didn't like being dismissed as her eyes narrowed at his for a moment, thinking. The wheels churning in her head as to what to do next. The barmaid glanced over at him, a coy little over-the-shoulder look from beneath those long lashes of hers. A smile formed on her red shiny lips as she giggled. Tifa seemed to be rather enjoying what to come up with in their game, a new move to play back.
His eyes were too focused on her round backside to even anticipate what she might do next, her hair pulled to the side as she reached up from behind to her mid back. The sound of a zipper being undone gave away her true intentions. Cloud swallowed hard when the blue fabric of her dress pooled at her feet, revealing her wearing nothing but dark red floral lace panties.
He was so screwed.
Her standing there half naked was bringing back pleasant memories from just mere months ago, before they fell apart and he was cursed with Geostigma. She may not have had the ailment, but it greatly affected her too. Stepping out of her bright blue heels, Tifa turned to face him to bare the fleshy mounds of her breasts, exposed entirely to him. And even more so when he noticed the open slit on her undergarments, perfectly centered and revealing.
Crotchless panties! Tifa was wearing crotchless panties! Cloud stared, a light shiver running through his spine at the revelation of her wearing such an intimate piece. For him. And she was sporting a blush for being so bold, but she kept her eyes locked on his. Yet he still couldn't move, feeling it might be a mistake to act on pure desire.
Swaying her hips she took a few steps to the counter, and hoisted herself up to sit her partially naked bottom on the wood, her perfect bosom bouncing slightly at the move. The whole time she held her heated gaze with him, she grabbed her half finished cocktail from earlier and took a sip while pushing out her perky chest. Oh, she was definitely teasing him now, and he could tell by the way she kept the corner of her eye hooked on him as she drank slowly.
As she released the rim from her lips she laved her tongue to capture the loose liquid of her drink. "Mmmm."
His mako eyes darted to the pert muscle that escaped her mouth, that was perfectly pink and needy.
Picking up the cherry from her drink she placed it against her puckered lips, sucking in the tiny fruit gently as she placed the empty glass down. Her claret eyes clearly playing with him as she savored the berry. Releasing the stem from her mouth, her other hand slowly rubbed down her exposed clit, making her let out a small sigh as she touched herself.
Fuck.
She moaned louder as she pushed two fingers in, widening her legs for his viewing pleasure. The pink flesh of her arousal shined under the lights. "It's been a long time, hasn't it?"
Too fucking long.
Cloud clenched his fists, seeking willpower to suppress his urges, for it was his fault they hadn't been together for awhile. His hands were tight, but not as tight as his pants were with his bulging erection. And now Tifa was playing with herself on the bar counter, a place he had fantasized about a few times as a good place to screw her senseless.
And he would bet good money that Tifa probably knew that too.
That's why she's doing this.
As she continued to work herself between her legs, she twisted her nipple as she squeezed her breast. She lurched her hips forward as flicked herself, her lips puckered, begging to be kissed as she mewled. Her flammeous eyes were hot and intent. "You promised me, Cloud. I made you the drink and you promised to…Ohhhh." She trailed off with another moan.
He did promise. Cloud felt that maybe, maybe she was moving faster than she intended, but until she said no...and now she was telling him. Begging him. Showing him. How can he deny...what she wanted from him? Tifa made him that drink, after all.
"Tifa…" he stepped forward, watching her half lidded gaze as she continued to pleasure herself. Her cheeks were blooming to a deep hue between soft cries.
God, she was beautiful.
"Cloud...are you...are you going to deliver?" Her eyes locked with his as they casted over in lust, a pure need for him. He had seen it many times before, but those ruby irises were spellbinding him now. The erotic moans from her mouth and the pure white that coated her fingers only added to her magic.
She really needed him.
His whole body throbbed with her words and the look in her eyes, especially with how her face flushed when she spoke them. The ache in his cock was getting stronger, like it had been forever and he was finally being offered heaven.
And he really needed her.
"If you insist," he cockily replied, the corner of his mouth turning up as he returned her hungry gaze. Cloud unbuckled the restraint of his pants urgently as she continued to moan through her self ministrations, kicking the articles of clothing off as well as his boots.
Game on, Tifa.
This drink she made tonight was going to be too fun to pass up on.
.
.
.
Grabbing her wrist to get her to stop touching herself, he pounced onto the counter, pinning her hand next to her head as he sucked the sweet nectar of her off her fingers. Tifa gasped just as the bar stool clattered to the floor, and she could hear her cocktail glass shattering, too.
Finally, this was happening!
His erection pressed up against her inner thigh, both naked as they laid on the smooth wooden countertop. He was so close to her entrance she could feel herself dripping with anticipation. But Tifa knew better. She knew he was going to take his time with how his mouth was lavishing her digits in pure tease.
Not that she minded. The extra time pressing his body on her after nearly four months of absent affections by him just added to her excitement. Now was no time to complain as they were finally getting right to it. Seeing him rip off his clothes only seconds ago had her heart beating happily in her chest.
He skirted his mouth down to her rising breast, taking in her rosy peak after swirling his tongue around it. She missed the feel of his mouth there after all this time, bringing him closer as she combed her fingers through his soft, spiky hair.
"Ahhh!" She cried out when he sucked harder. Cloud being rough with her nipples was something she always enjoyed. A little pain with pleasure, it felt nice. Too nice. And he knew it too with the smile that formed on his lips as he continue to suck, using his teeth to graze her bud a bit.
He switched to her other nipple, giving the same friction as the previous while kneading her bosom with one hand, the other lightly trailing down her abdomen. His fingers feathered the surface of the sensitive skin around her navel, simply teasing for what was to come. Her stomach quivered with the delicacy he had chosen, making her blood rush under her skin.
She should've made this drink ages ago. But the brunette thought the last two drinks were giving him hints to make a move, but it wasn't enough. Along with the cocktail, the dress and choice of revealing undies was all Yuffie's idea.
"Put on a show for Spiky. Turn into 'sex on legs'. That'll make him go from 'dilly-dallying' to 'diddling' you finally."
Tifa would have to thank her friend later for sure.
Especially now as he was finally touching her there. It had been a long time without him. The pad of his middle and forefinger pressed down on the top of her clit, slowly making the motions of a circle to get her going. Tifa didn't need much prep as she was already getting there herself earlier.
"Well, aren't you wet," he chuckled as he slipped his fingers inside her hilt, pushing up to his knuckles slowly.
Oh, sweet Shiva!
Tifa arched her back into his touch, fingers still mining through his golden locks as she moaned at his much needed intrusion. She could always get herself off, but it was never the same as when Cloud did it. Not even close. In and out, he slowly exerted his digits between her petals, drenched in her nectar while suckling on her fleshy mounds.
"I had a 'Buttery Nipple' before this," she mentioned in between pants as he slowly built her ever coming high. It was true, too. A drink was needed to help her loosen up for tonight, to stretch out muscles that weren't in use for a long, long time. With the gameplay the ninja suggested and a few added tactics on her part, Tifa knew she was going to win. So she had to prepare herself for tonight's conquest. And she stopped herself before her climax, to save herself for this very moment.
It was no fun to play alone.
Now Tifa had him right where she needed him to be. Almost to the finish line of pure victory.
"Oh, I bet you did," Cloud growled back as he grazed his teeth on her blushing nub, pushing his fingers in faster, his thumb hitting her clit over and over.
"Ahh, yes! Yes!" Tifa shouted while bucking her hips into his impounding hand. She grabbed his wrist to keep him in her, clenching her muscles around his fingers. It was an immense pleasure she needed, taking over everything in her mind. Then began the scissoring motion of his digits, stretching and satisfying her further. "Ahh, Cloud!"
His ultramarine eyes just marveled towards her as he peered up during her frisky movements, glowing brighter than they have in a long time, she noticed. Tifa loved his Mako eyes for this reason, as adrenaline made those orbs more radiant, and a boost to her ego she got him turned on. He clamped his mouth down harder around the sensitive tip of her breast. Cloud was taking in as much of her soft, silky mound as he could while pumping his hand at a frantic pace.
Tifa grabbed the edge of the counter, arching her body to the sky to get closer to heavenly bliss. The liquid heat was pooling in her belly, making her expel a deep moan. Upon her audible cue, Cloud began to swivel his hand, curling his fingers inside as he used the pad of his thumb to jam her nub.
She screamed in ecstasy. Releasing for the first time, in a long time, the way she needed to, she screamed.
Her pants came out slow and steady from the long awaited attention. Tifa cupped his cheek while in her blissfully dazed state, lowering herself down on the bar top. Her senses were overloaded still from when she came, jittering her voice as she spoke. "That was...amazing."
"Still got it, it seems, wouldn't you agree?" he said while tantalizing her nipple further.
"Don't get too cocky, Strife," she replied with a chuckle of her own. "I'm winning so far."
"Oh yeah?" That seemed to have caught his attention.
"Now that I know how to play this game, I can have all of you. This drink is doing just the trick."
"I see," was his only response as he nuzzled the skin up to her ear, positioning himself in between her legs.
Her entrance still leaking, he pushed in carefully to fully sheath himself inside her walls. Tifa gasped at the contact, her eyes fluttering closed from the overpowering sensation of him filling her. He uttered a groan against her ear, then began licking the skin behind her lobe as he stayed in position. She had missed the warmth of his body against hers, skin against skin, invading hers in the most intimate way. Slowly she began to thread her fingers through his spiky locks to coax him to move. Her legs wrapped around his hips to signal that she was ready.
She didn't want him to hold back. She needed him to not hold back. And his stillness right now was absolutely maddening.
Nipping her neck a little too hard as he thrusted inside her deeper, she let out a startling gasp as her fingernails scrapped the back of his neck, making him growl at the friction. Surging and retreating his body, he kept up the relentless rhythm between her legs. His face was buried into the smooth column of her neck as she dug her nails into his upper back, his pace picking up intensely at the noises she was making.
"You're driving me crazy doing that," he growled again at her.
"This?" she giggled as she raked her nails against his back again. He seemed to like the simple pain she caused.
"Shit Tifa," he grunted, pounding deeper between her legs.
The brunette untangled her legs from his hips, pressing her heels against the wooden counter to strive with him, thrust for thrust. They were getting lost into each other's desires, and it had been far too long a wait. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, she cried louder as she waited for the tension inside her to finally break free once more.
And she could tell he was close, too. His groans were increasing, his thrusts more frantic than ever as their bodies slapped together in complete sync. The intense pleasure that washed over her body matched his, his hot breath fanning her skin as he continued his assault. She could barely take it anymore, as she was being completely undone.
"Ahh, Cloouuud!" she whined loudly at the building ache between her legs. It was becoming unbearable, hanging on the edge of bliss.
"Ngh, fuck," Cloud redoubled his efforts, signaling he was close to his own peak.
She felt like she was on fire from the throes of their rough lovemaking on the countertop. Her heart was racing, she could barely breathe or think through the white desire that flooded her mind. Finally crossing the finish line, she came with a warm wave. He thrusted forward one last time for his own release, letting out a guttural groan near her ear.
Tifa held him as close as she could, but her body was limp under and around him. Her labored breathing slowed down as he stayed hidden in the crook of her neck, nuzzling her sensitive skin.
"Kiss me," she boldly said, wanting to feel his lips upon hers. A feeling she greatly missed and craved.
"Not yet," Cloud chuckled, hoisting himself with his arms on each side of her body. She watched his smug smile from below, unsure of what he was thinking, or even planning. Just captivated by his lustrous Mako eyes staring down at her flushed body.
"Not...yet?"
"We're not finished yet," he sat up on his knees, lifting her legs over his thighs and brought her closer to him. His cock was hard again, ready for her as he teased her entrance.
The heat of his tip against her sopping petals sent a thrilling shiver through her spine. She wasn't going to say no to more sex with him. It had been a long time, after all. Tifa needed a kiss, but she also needed him.
His intense sapphire eyes never broke from hers, hands traveling from her thighs to her waist as he fully sheathed into her once more. Tifa gasped as he groaned, and he began to roughly slam into her as he gripped her hips tightly. The dominance in his thrusts, needy and deep, added to her excitement. Her moans were growing louder, her breasts bouncing at his sweet assault to her core. She was to his complete mercy on the counter top. Twinning her legs around his waist, she began to roll her hips with him again.
They fought well together on the battlefield, and fucked well together too. The pressure was building up again once more, higher and higher, she was nearly screaming in pure ecstasy. Cloud tilted his head back, groaning louder with his fierce movement. They had only just recovered from their earlier climax and were about to reach sweet bliss together again.
Keeping one hand to her waist, he pressed his fingers on her clit, hard and precise with his motions while never relenting from his sharp strokes.
"Yes! Yes!" Arching her back up, her hands tangled in her own hair as her toes curled. He was driving into her with carnal desire, and rubbing her nub to bring her closer to the edge. Her breathing and moans were becoming more erratic while his deep moans echoed against the walls of the tavern. The noises of their rough lovemaking was music to her ears, and they were entering the final crescendo as she clenched down around him with her inner muscles.
"Clo-ouuud!" She was seeing stars now as she cried out, the intensity of the sensation in her body overpowered her mind as she shuddered against the countertop.
"Ahh, Tifa!" He groaned gutturally at his final round of thrusts, leaning forward to ride out his climax. His body shuddered before he lowered himself down next to her, succumbing to the waves of pleasure she had just endured herself.
"Cloud…" she whispered breathlessly.
"Come here," he said as he gathered her in his arms, pulling her to her side while he lay on his, facing her. Their skin was gleaming in sweat, but it didn't matter, and she placed her arm across his waist as rested her forehead against his collar bone.
His labored breath became more even as he stroked her hair, his lips nowhere near hers as his chin rested above her head. Cloud wasn't making a move, so she teasingly brought up the topic. "You owe me a kiss now."
"I do?"
"Yeah, I made a drink for you, and you haven't finished fulfilling the promise," Tifa giggled as she pulled back, propping her head up in her hand to look down at him.
"'Sex with the Bartender', and that's exactly what I…" he looked over her naked body, "fulfilled, right?"
She flushed furiously at his innuendo. "Well, yes...I am very...satisfied. But—"
"So no kiss," Cloud chided as he brushed the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. "At least, not yet. You still haven't made a drink for me to kiss you."
Her ruby eyes acted as daggers as she glared at him. The time for play was meant to be over, and he wasn't kissing her! "'Sex with the Bartender' covers all the bases, Cloud."
He chuckled and nodded in return, his sapphire eyes filled with mischievous mirth as he teased her back. "Does it?"
"Yes! Sex has always involved kissing!"
"I remember a quickie on the Highwind that didn't involve kissing, and there were no complaints then."
"That was—I can't believe—you are impossible, Cloud Strife!" She jabbered through her fury with him, unable to think straight. Tifa sat up to move off the bar, completely exasperated by his logic in the game. He was cheating his way out, again! She couldn't even look at him, and she needed to get away from him now. After everything she put into tonight, he was still teasing her and now, the jerk. Grabbing his blue sweater vest, she hastily put it on as it would be much faster than that tight dress she wore for him tonight. She couldn't believe he was playing so hard to get, even after they had really, really hot sex on the bar top. A fantasy she knew he always had.
When she had turned around, he was zipping up his dark cargo pants. "I know you'll come up with something good for me to finally kiss you."
"I did! Tonight!"
"Tifa, I did exactly what the drink said, so I don't know why you're upset with me," he feigned innocence but that cocky grin on his face told her he knew better. And he was enjoying this.
She scoffed. "Because you're cheating again."
"No, I'm not. But you can just kiss me if you want to, since you want it so bad."
Seriously?! After all she did tonight, all the planning for this drink, and playing for nearly two months, he still wasn't going to kiss her? And she had to be the one to kiss him?! He was bending the rules again for his own favor, teasing her with his sexy smile while standing there shirtless with his glistening skin, looking perfect and handsome, left her both infuriated and infatuated with her stubborn boyfriend.
Cloud Strife was too cocky for his own good. And she was too mad to give in. He was supposed to kiss her because of the drink, and he didn't, again.
"Not interested!" She huffed out, and stormed off to retreat to her bedroom, alone.
He will pay for this! She raged on the inside as she tore off his navy shirt to place on her own pajamas.
If it's a game he wants still, then it's a game he'll get!
Author's Note Cont: Wow! Well, that backfired a little bit on Tifa, didn't it? Cloud Strife did it again, taking it too far with his damn cockiness!
When is he going to learn? What drink will Tifa make for him next? All I can say is, he will regret making her mad and not kissing her...again.
I'm surprised no one guessed this drink! I thought I made it obvious what it was when this drink being banned from Seventh Heaven, but the guesses I received on AO3 were some I have picked out for future chapters for this game. Thank you so much again for all the feedback, and if you have a guess of what Tifa will do next to Cloud, simply review below!
I am hoping the next chapter will not have as long of a wait, but we shall see. If you are interested in a preview, my story, Dirty Drink Roulette, are a few future depictions for this story I wrote for the Freak Week Challenge.