A/N: I haven't been writing for Final Fantasy in a while like many of the other fandoms that I have expressed interest in. Things have been difficult for me. Anything related to my ex has been a taboo topic to me. But I decided to take a stab at it. And write something that I felt was fun. Of course, following standards, I had to leave out most of the imagery that I really wanted, but oh well. Use your imaginations.

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Sephiroth entered the bar, eyes searching for his target. An easy mark that he could dominate and then forget about later. He didn't care if she would remember him later as long as he worked off some tensions that had been building up since his last battle with Cloud.

She'll do, Sephiroth thought, eyes locking on a girl in the corner who was sipping a deep amber drink.

Black hair framed a pale ivory face that held sparkling green eyes. A rather plain looking body laid under a zipped up jacket and a pair of jeans that hugged a rather nice ass. She was shorter than him considerably but size didn't matter to him. She would suit his purposes.

Sephiroth approached her and her green gaze flickered in his direction and then looked away, dismissively.

Odd…

"Hi," he said, leaning on his elbow next to her.

The girl sipped her drink. "If this is a prank, I'm not interested."

"You'll find, I don't do pranks," Sephiroth said, watching her with a heated gaze that usually melted women in a horny puddle. "I do things for my own interest."

"Funny, so do I.. So scram." The girl turned away and started walking away, heading for the back of the building. "Find a mark who cares."

Sephiroth sensed a challenge. He smirked and made to go after her, but someone coughed, putting themselves in his way slightly. Sephiroth glared at him.

"You best be careful when messing with that one," the man said, jerking his head in the direction of the girl. "No one's the same after messing with her."

"You won't be the same if you continue to stand in my path," Sephiroth sneered, baring teeth.

"You're funeral, man."

Sephiroth shook his head as the idiot moved out of the way and followed after the woman. She headed towards a door in the way back of the bar where another woman turned, a gun on her hip and shades blocking out her eyes.

"Still following?" the woman asked, eyebrow raised in question.

Sephiroth smirked and moved closer. The woman with the gun shifted and the door opened. His target headed down a flight of stairs without looking back at him, disappearing into the darkness below. Sephiroth didn't hesitate to follow, the door clicking shut behind him…

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Sephiroth walked with the woman for several minutes down flights of stairs and halls alternatively, lit by occasional torches. Her breath was soft, barely a whisper. He was growing bored when he heard the music playing and the sound of laughter of dozens of people. He instinctively reached for his sword, only to find it missing.

"She took it when you weren't looking," the woman said as they came to a door, not looking back at him. "Even the great Sephiroth can't move as fast as that one can."

Sephiroth let his hand drop to his side. "You know my name, yet I don't know yours."

The woman turned her face in profile to look at him. "Venus…one of my many names…" She opened the door and led him into a great room filled with many people in masks, lounging about enjoying various drinks and the band playing on stage.

She slipped on a mask and tossed him one. "Put it on."

Sephiroth had never heard a tone that made him feel so weak. He obeyed and cursed himself mentally as he looked at her through the mask. Venus wore a gossamer butterfly mask while he wore a demon's mask, fitting because he was going to drive her mad if he ever got her alone. A man appeared at her elbow and smiled at her, his mask simple and white.

"Madam Venus, your private room is ready," he told her.

"Thank you." Venus said, dismissing him with a pat on the cheek. Her green eyes turned to Sephiroth once more and a commanding light was in them that was stronger than any that he had seen. "You wanted to play, come play, Sephiroth."

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Sephiroth stood in the room that looked like a fetishist's dream playground. A smirk touched his lips at the thought of making this poor girl beg for him.

Zip!

His eyes turned towards the girl again and found her stripping out of her jacket and what he saw stunned him. She was wearing a black corset that hugged her curves and looked like it was made of pure leather. She turned and off came the jeans too, revealing black leather shorts and thigh high boots that could kill a man.

Sephiroth's eyes narrowed. "Little girl likes playing dress up…"

Venus' lips twitched and she leaned against the table behind her, crossing her legs at the ankles. "Who are you calling a little girl?" She pulled her hand to the front of her and showed him a whip. "I'd say you're the one that's going to be begging, aren't you?"

"Unlikely…"

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He was wrong….so very wrong…

The girl had him on pins and needles with need as he remained on his knees in front of her, half dressed and straining against his pants as he watched her touch herself. She had inflicted such sensuous, erotic pain on him that he had begged for her to let her let him touch her, to let him release inside of her…and she was prolonging his torture.

"Ah…ah…ah…" she sighed and then looked at him with a soft smirk. "Pants. Off. Now."

Finally!

Sephiroth rid himself of the pants and looked at her as she made him lie on his back and mounted him. She rode him to perfection, taking him fast, slow, then fast again, following her needs as well as his own. Venus didn't let him touch her until the very end and then she screamed for more, letting him have his way for just a few blissful moments.

Sephiroth gritted his teeth and came hard in her, harder than he had ever and Venus laughed, smoothing her hands over his damp chest, giving him a bit of aftercare that he hadn't expected…

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Sephiroth awoke to the sounds of Venus putting her clothes on. He had been through two more rounds with her, each just as hot and he then had been tenderly made love to before both of them had fallen into a sex induced sleep. Venus kept her back to him as she slipped her jacket back into place, keeping it unzipped.

"Where are you going?" Sephiroth asked, slipping his pants on.

"Home. Some people have jobs that they have to do instead of warring against the world all the time, Sephiroth," Venus told him, turning her green gaze on him. "Besides, you wanted a one night thing. Toss the girl into bed, fuck her brains out, and then go on with your life like she never existed. You got something kind of like that. Be happy. Go on with your life."

Sephiroth caught her around the waist with an arm and looked down at her. "What if…" he began, brushing back one of her stubborn tendrils of hair. "What if, I don't want that from someone like you?"

Venus looked up at him with a frown on her full lips, bruised from so many heated kisses. She remained silent, reading his gaze.

"Do you want me to beg, Venus?" Sephiroth teased, brushing his nose against hers as he lowered his lips to kiss hers.

Venus let out a small laugh and kissed him softly. "You beg so well…but right now, I'm hungry. Let's go get breakfast and bring it to my place…we can talk about this little idea of yours to be more than one night standers…deal?"

"Deal."

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A/N: I have had a bit of fun writing this. I don't know if I'll actually get back into writing Final Fantasy stories or not after this one. But we'll see. Bye! And blessed be. -Scarlet