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AN: Consider this your warning!
This chapter contains descriptive sexual scenes. If this makes you uncomfortable, you can skip this chapter and miss no storyline! You have been warned
Chapter 20 : Tables Work Fine
Reno captured her mouth with his, any tenderness now replaced with a burning lust that pooled in his groin. He lifted his hand to the back of her head, grabbing a fistful of her hair firmly but without causing her too much pain as he pulled her head against his, his tongue delving into the depths of her mouth. A soft whimper sounded in Tifa's throat and a dull ache throbbed below his waistband. He needed all of her, and he needed it right now. He needed to be in control. Tifa let out a small squeal, followed by a mischievous giggle as Reno shifted forward on the couch slightly, a smirk on his face so large his cheeks actually hurt. Tifa was perched on his lap now as he sat at the edge of the couch, his hands reaching for the bottom of her tshirt. No, not her tshirt. My tshirt. Reno thought with a groan and that dull low ache pulsed through him again. The fact that he was about to take HIS clothing off of her was probably the sexiest thing he could think of right now. He looked up at her as he tugged impatiently on the bottom of her tshirt. She realised he was asking for permission and she gave him a small nod as she slid her hands up over his arms. Reno lifted the tshirt almost slowly, the need to tease her only narrowly beating his need to tear her clothes off right there and then. She lifted her arms to help him get the tshirt off, as he slid it further upwards, allowing his fingertips to brush against her skin as he went. He paused slightly as the flash of coloured ink in her skin caught his attention. She squirmed in his lap, snapping his attention back to removing the clothing and Reno let out a low chuckle as she wriggled out of the garment. He tossed it aside and looked up at her again.
Any bashfulness Tifa had shown previously was now gone. She ran her hands back up along his arms before sliding them over his shoulders and down his sides to grab his own tshirt. She wasn't as slow to remove it and Reno could practically feel her impatience. If it was possible, it turned him on even more. She tossed his tshirt to the side and Reno took the opportunity to lean up and kiss along her jaw. Tifa's head tilted to give him better access, a low hum sounding in her throat. He trailed his lips down her neck, kissing and biting gently, encouraged by the soft sounds Tifa made as he moved. He eventually found himself at the edge of the red lace bra he had caught such a fleeting glance of the night before and he summoned all his willpower not to remove it right away. He figured it was the first thing most guys would do with Tifa, so he vowed to make it the last thing he did. Instead, he kissed along the top of her breasts, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin. Tifa moaned a little louder and Reno's arms encircled her waist as she rolled her hips, the hardness between his legs almost painful. He wanted to savour this, but he wasn't sure if he could hold back much longer. Reno knew he was an experienced lover, and he prided himself on making sure his partner was well and truly satisfied, but his lust for Tifa threatened to drown him.
Tifa gasped as Reno moved forward, tilting her back off the couch and pushing her backwards into the table, knocking empty bottles into the floor. He ignored the sounds, oblivious to anything but the soft gasps and pants passing over Tifa's lips. He leaned over her, his lips trailed down her toned stomach, stopping to dip his tongue into her belly button which earned him a squirm and a soft giggle. Reno grinned against her skin as he slid his hands up over her thighs to the waistband of the sweatpants she wore. He quickly undone the ties and hooked his fingers into the waistband, sliding them down over her toned thighs and off to reveal the matching panties he knew she wore. He flung the clothing to the side and dropped to his knees in the small gap between the couch and the table, his hands running up over her thighs to rest on her hips as he pulled her towards him until her her toes rested in the floor at either side of him. He could feel her trembling slightly as he followed the path his hands had travelled with his lips, her breathing now slightly ragged. Stopping at the red lacy material that hooked over her hips, he followed it down until he could feel the warmth between her legs beneath his lips. Tifa moaned and lifted herself off the table, her hands winding into the the crimson strands of hair atop the head nestled between her legs. Reno inhaled deeply as she pressed herself up against him, the scent of her arousal almost pushing him over the edge before he'd even got started. He held himself together and pressed his tongue flatly against her warmth through her panties, earning him another moan and her hips coming back up to meet him again. Reno sat up and bit his lip as he grabbed either side of her underwear, pulling them down off her legs in one swift motion.
"Fuck this. I'll take my time to enjoy you more the second time around." He growled as Tifa's face flushed slightly, her hips resting back down on the table as she leaned up to look down at him.
"Second time arou-Ahhhh Reno!" Tifa's question was cut off be her cry as Reno dropped his mouth back down between her legs, pressing the flat of his tongue against her and causing a shock of electricity from her crotch to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Tifa grabbed a fistful of his hair as he firmly ran his tongue across her most sensitive areas, interchanging between flicking and flat pressure. Tifa struggled to keep her hips still as jolt after jolt of pleasure ran through her. He wasn't kidding about that piercing, she managed to think, as the little hard spot of pressure ran over her folds at the same time his moist tongue covered a large area of sensation. She gasped his name again as Reno lifted her legs to settle them over his shoulders, his hands running up the backs of her thighs as he gave his mouth better access to the small sensitive nub nestled within her mound. Tifa's back arched, her hands grasping at the table now as he overloaded her with sensation. His fingers ran firmly up the skin on the back of her thighs, igniting a feral lust at the same time as his tongue caused her to melt into him. She felt a pressure building up just below her stomach as she called his name again, louder this time, and she could swear she felt him smile against her. Suddenly the sensations stopped before she could get release, and Reno pulled back and got to his feet. She would have cried out at him in frustration, if she hadn't leaned up to see where the hell he had gone and why the hell he'd stopped.
She was greeted by the sight of Reno straightening up from having removed the last of his clothing and her eyes widened. Despite being lean and tall, it suddenly became apparent why he was so cocky, no pun intended. Standing proud to attention between nearly trimmed red hair (which did match his head, as he had told her the night before) was a rather impressive erection. Length wise, it was only slightly above average, but the girth made Tifa stiffen and wonder how the hell she was going to manage this. It was at that moment that Tifa remembered a certain conversation from the night before and she noticed the glint of metal illuminated by the fireplace behind her. She bit her bottom lip as she looked at him, a dull ache between her legs as she craved to be filled despite her fear at both his width and the jewellery shining in the glow of the fire.
He knelt down to kiss her between the legs again and Tifa's head fell gently back against the table. As soon as she had relaxed and started squirming again, he trailed impatient kisses up over her hip, across her stomach and up and over her bra. Even though her head hummed with need, she noted that Reno had not done the first thing most guys tended to with her which was to remove her bra and pay 75% of the attention to her larger than average breasts. The thought was pushed away as she felt his hot mouth on hers, the taste of her own sex tangy on his tongue. Her arousal flared, made worse as he lowered his body to lie flat along hers which in turn caused his erection to press against her core. Tifa let out a low moan as Reno pulled back a little, and she opened her eyes to see him looking at her, panting heavily. She blinked in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"Believe it or not, I ain't got any condoms."
"Well it's a good job I'm on birth control and got the all clear two months ago. You?"
"I've never been so fuckin' happy to have visited the clinic before." He grinned widely as he captured her mouth again, reaching down between their bodies to line himself up with her opening. He hummed slightly as his tip was soaked with her moisture, the hum turning into a low groan as he gently pressed himself into her, moving slowly as she became accustomed to the width of him and the sensation of the cool metal rubbing along her warm inner walls. Tifa was panting now, her arms wrapped tightly around him, clutching at his shoulder blades as she silently begged him to fill her. Reno swore softly under his breath as propped himself on his forearms, sliding himself inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. He paused for a moment, breathing heavily as he looked down at her. She stared back up at him through heavy lidded eyes, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
"If I hurt you, tell me." Reno muttered onto her lips, his eyes half shut. He wasn't big headed, but he was well aware that being thicker than most could cause discomfort if his lover wasn't fully aroused. Tifa shook her head gently.
"I'm fine Reno, I just... I need you." She begged softly, her hips lifting slightly. Reno brushed his lips against hers, smiling before he kissed her deeply at the same time he started moving his hips. He nibbled on her lower lip as he moved himself in and out of her slowly, teasing her as much as he could handle. Tifa gasped and moaned and writhed, the level of her arousal evident in the fact that his entire groin felt saturated with moisture. He moved his lips to her chin, running his tongue along her jawline until he was nibbling on her earlobe, tugging gently with his teeth. He prided himself on assaulting his partners senses, leaving them like jelly beneath him, but the way Tifa whimpered his name into his ear as she clutched at his arms was making it hard for him to concentrate on anything but the feeling of her core as it pulsed around him.
"Fuck." Reno hissed as he dropped his forehead onto her shoulder, his ministrations becoming a little faster and rougher. She clung to his shoulders, her hips writhing up to meet him as he thrust into her. He lifted himself slightly, angling his pelvis in a way that his thrusts weren't quite as deep but the friction against her clit and against the sensitive bundle of nerves around her opening made Tifa cry out instantly at the jolt of pleasure. Reno picked up the pace, egged on by the breathy moans and loud gasps that came from Tifa with every thrust. Her nails started to dig in a little deeper and her legs came up to wrap around his waist firmly. And Reno pulled his head back to look at her face.
That was his undoing. The colours in her eyes were practically dancing, and her kiss-swollen lips were moist and parted, coming together only to whimper his name over and over again, the volume increasing steadily as the pressure in her groin reaching breaking point. Tifa cried out and clutched at him almost desperately as her orgasm crashed over her in waves. Reno felt her pulsate around him and her legs tightened on him in a death grip and he lost all sense of time, his vision narrowing down to her eyes, her lips, the tops of her breasts as they heaved within her bra, the feeling of the iron grip around his waist and the gentler but still firm hold around his cock as her core pulsed with her orgasm. Reno came milliseconds after her, barely managing to groan out her name as he thrust furiously into her. She ran her fingers up into his hair, scratching along the base of his scalp which only added extra sensations to his orgasm, his body shuddering almost violently.
They were both panting heavily, struggling to catch their breath as the world came back into focus. Reno rested his forehead on her shoulder, and she rested her head against his. His forearms trembled as he fought to stop himself from completely collapsing on top of her, and her legs trembled with the pressure of holding on to him so tightly. Neither of them moved or spoke for an unknown amount of time, save for Tifa's fingers gently weaving their way through his hair. His ponytail had come undone at some point but neither of them knew when. Tifa couldn't help the low, satisfied hum that radiated from her, which caused Reno to pull back slowly to look at her. She opened her eyes halfway as he leant down to press a gentle but firm kiss to each corner of her mouth before he pressed his lips against hers, unable to contain his grin. Tifa smiled back against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck as a soft giggle left her. Reno pulled back again.
"Well... That.."
"Yeah." They both laughed at their nonsensical gibbering. Reno gave her another kiss before he gently removed himself from her, getting to his feet before he headed into the kitchen. Tifa squeezed her thighs together, suddenly very aware that she was spread mostly naked across the very table they had eaten off of earlier. She couldn't help her soft laugh as she covered her face with her hands, her smile so wide her cheeks hurt.
"Dear Holy, was it that good that you're delirious?" She could hear the amusement in his voice as he came back into the living room. She kept her hands over her face as her laughter threatened on the side of hysterical now. The build up of pleasure and its subsequent release had left Tifa feeling a little bit spaced. She managed to calm herself as she felt something land on her stomach. She opened her eyes and saw he'd given her a soft towel to clean herself with. She smiled at him gratefully as she sat up, gently wiping at the tender ache between her legs.
"I'm not delirious."
"But it was still that good?" He grinned as he sat back down on the couch, still completely nude. She reckoned that regardless whether they had sex or not, Reno seemed pretty comfortable with his body. Setting the towel aside, Tifa stood up and was subsequently pulled down on top of Reno as he tipped onto his back. She burst out laughing as she rested her hands on his chest, his smile lighting up his face as he wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm pretty sure you were there."
"Fuck yeah I was." His eyebrows disappeared up into his hairline. She noticed his goggles had also disappeared at some point. She slapped him gently in the chest and he laughed in return. She rested her head on his shoulder and settled against him. He stroked her hair gently as one arm stayed firmly around her. "Sorry I didn't pay ya as much attention as I usually would. Turns out I wanted you too badly to hold back." Tifa lifted her head and looked at him in disbelief.
"That was you NOT paying attention to me? Geez Reno. I think I might have imploded."
"Hah! Challenge accepted for round two."
"Round two?!"
"I did warn ya. But first of all-" Reno cut himself off as he wrapped his arms around her and sat up. She couldn't help the little yelp that left her mouth as he stood up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he slipped his hands under her thighs. Tifa giggled and hooked her arms around his neck. He started to walk towards the bedroom before Tifa stopped him with a raised finger. Reno stood still for a moment, easily holding her slight frame up as he regarded her with a raised eyebrow. Tifa reached behind her back and with a quick flick of her fingers, her bra loosened on her chest. Reno's mouth fell open as Tifa removed the straps from her arms one at a time and discarded the bra over his shoulder before pressing her now bare breasts against his equally bare chest as she wrapped her arms back around his neck. Reno's grin was ridiculous by this point.
"Tifa Lockhart, you are trouble." He purred as he carried her to the en suite, fully intending to clean her up before he did his best to get dirty again.
AN : My first lemon. My mother would be so proud xD. Urm, let me know if you liked it!