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AN: This is warning for you guys. There is some lime-y goodness in here so I've put it behind a line break so you can skip it if you want. Again, I've written this in a way that if you skip it, you won't miss any important points. There will be another line break to let you know when that stuff is finished :)

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Chapter 21 : Feeling Fresh

Tifa's face hurt from smiling. After they'd had rather enjoyable sex on the thankfully sturdy table in the living room, Reno had carried her through to the bedroom and tossed her into the bed playfully. He didn't join her right away however, instead he headed into the en suite and closed the door behind him. Tifa heard the sound of rushing water and assumed he was washing up, although he had left her rather abruptly. She was starting to doze off when he returned, saying nothing as he casually picked her up again. Tifa squealed slightly as she was suddenly swept up against his chest as he carried her almost lazily into the bathroom. She noticed that he'd ran a bubble bath and was a little perplexed. She wasn't used to having a bath actually ran for her after sex, not did she think of Reno as the kind of person to have anything to hand with which to run a bubble bath. Her musings were cut short and she grasped his neck tightly as he unexpectedly lifted a leg and stepped into the bath with her still in his arms. She couldn't help but laugh as he sat down, shifting her slightly so she was on his lap, her legs hanging over the edge of the tub. His own legs were bent so she was cradled slightly against his chest. He grinned widely at her, seemingly nonplussed by the fact that the water almost overflowed.

"Well, this is unexpected." Tifa raised an eyebrow with a small smile, her arms loosening slightly around his neck although she didn't let go completely. Reno shrugged and stretched one arm along the rim of the tub, his hand resting on one of the legs.

"I ain't tired yet. It's still early and I figured we could probably both use a proper wash after the last few days." He smirked slightly. Tifa realised she hadn't showered since before she left her hotel the day before. She was suddenly more grateful for his thoughtfulness.

"That's true I guess. I've never shared a bath with someone before."

"Really? Hell, that's just sad!" Reno exclaimed. He scooped a handful of bubbles and stuck it to the end of her nose, laughing. "I admit the bubbles ain't my usual touch. 'Lena sends me a little care package now and again and this one came with some crazy bath shit. I thought it was weird at first but I guess it's come in handy." He explained, answering her unasked question. He lifted another handful of bubbles and placed them on top of her head. Tifa laughed and let go of his neck, giving him his own bubble crown. He grinned widely and added more to her head, causing them to start spilling down onto her shoulders. Tifa retaliated by blowing a handful into his face. He laughed as the blob of foam stuck to his cheek. "Always gotta take it too far, eh Lockhart."

"You started it. I'm merely finishing it." She said matter of factly as she started to sculpt the foam on his face into a bubble beard. Reno realised what she was doing and applied a rather spectacular bubble moustache to Tifa's face. They both stared at each other's handy work and laughed.

Once the the bubble sculpting had grown old, Reno shifted Tifa round so she was lying with her back against his chest, her hips resting between his legs. Tifa rested her head back against him, silently blaming the hot water for the slight flush in her cheeks as Reno ran his hands up her arms and onto her shoulders. Sweeping her hair back over to one side with his right hand, he let his left hand gently massage her shoulder and neck as she sighed softly, the bubbles making them slick so that his fingertips travelled over her skin with ease. He settled back against the tub, looking down at the top of her head as she tilted slightly to give his hands better access. The bubbles covered most of her body from view, which allowed him to concentrate on massaging her gently as his mind wandered.

He didn't really know why he'd decided to get in the bath with her. He figured while they were both trapped in the cabin (Damn, I meant to called Josh back to get an ETA on our rescue) and he really wasn't ready to sleep yet. He felt like he'd just scratched the surface with Tifa, and if this was their only night together, he wanted to make sure he used the time wisely. Damn. She goes home tomorrow. The company has been kinda nice. And the sex... Reno couldn't remember the last time he felt need like that. To have someone right there and then. Sure, he'd felt drunken lust whenever he'd stumbled home with a one night stand after a night of drinking and flirting, but they had just been sitting in the couch talking. Alright, some flirtin'. But mostly on my part than hers.

Reno continued to muse over the girl that lay atop him as his hands slid down her arms, noting her hands were lightly resting on his bent knees. He prided himself on his abilities in bed, honed with experience from spending time paying attention to other people's bodies and how they reacted to his touch. He felt a little annoyed that he didn't get to explore Tifa's body as much as he would have liked to due the worry that he would have reached his release before he'd fully satisfied her. That was NOT how he wanted their first encounter to go, so he had gotten down to the main act earlier than he would have preferred. He decided now was a good time to expand on his knowledge of her body.

He let his fingers gently slide down to her elbows before they made the subtle transition to her waist. He heard her hum softly as one hand stayed holding her waist, the other sliding down to play over the curve of her hip. She squirmed slightly as his fingers trailed gently over the very top of her thigh before it traveled up her stomach. The lubrication of the water along with the bubble liquid made her skin feel impossibly smooth and slick, and Reno could feel his desire for her slowly igniting again. He let his hand move across the delicate and sensitive skin under her bust and he heard her giggle slightly, his lips quirking into a grin. He tickled her again for good measure before his fingertips moved up the centre of her chest. He felt Tifa holding her breath as his touch lightly ghosted over her collarbone before he finally gave in to the urge to move his hand down over her breast. He had noticed with heavier chested girls like Tifa that it was sometimes best to ignore the obvious unless encouraged otherwise. In the past, he could practically feel big busted girls roll their eyes if he paid too much attention to their breasts, or made it his first port of call during foreplay. As a result, he had deliberately ignored Tifa's chest despite the fact he had been aching to see how she reacted to stimulation there.

His ministrations were rewarded with a soft moan from Tifa as he gently massaged and caressed. They felt surprisingly pert, and Reno decided he wanted to pay them more attention when they were back on dry land again as it were. As he massaged and stroked the small, erect nub at the peak of her breast, Tifa moaned again and he felt her hips move under his other hand. Taking the subtle hint, he allowed the lower hand to slide across her stomach and down between her legs. His guess that she had wanted him to touch her there was rewarded with her body coming to life, responding to his touch and moving in such a way as to encourage both hands to keep up what they were doing. He didn't disappoint her. Reno wondered how long it had been since someone had paid physical attention to her, but it didn't diminish the swell of male pride he felt as he caused her to writhe against him with pleasure. He felt stirrings between his own legs as she pressed against him but he decided this one was all about her. Reno let his head drop slightly as he closed his eyes, burying his mouth and nose against the damp hair at the top of her head. Tifa's hands had slid down his thighs and his teeth clenched with a soft growl as he fought the urge to encourage her touch to move further down.

You've got all night, Reno. No need to be selfish now. He chastised himself as he refocused his efforts on Tifa. It didn't take long for his hands to work their magic as she came apart on top of him, his name on her lips as her breath came out ragged. Reno grinned into her hair before he placed a chaste kiss on the top of her head. He felt her relax completely against him before she caught him by surprise as she interlinked her fingers with his. Usually hand holding was considered a bit too intimate for Reno's taste, but it had been a strange couple of days.

After Tifa had slowed her breathing and calmed down from her Reno-induced high, she noticed he was instantly playful again despite the fact it had been a purely selfish experience for her and he had to be feeling a little sexually frustrated. He insisted they wash each other, but it mostly became a bubble fight with the occasional splashing. Tifa tried not to notice that the tile floor was soaked by the time they were done. Reno didn't seem like the type to care about a little mess, especially if said mess had been caused by having fun. As if to prove her point, he got up and stepped out the bath and disappeared into the bedroom before returning with two large fluffy towels. Tifa pulled the plug in the bath to let it drain before she stood up and took one of the towels from him wrapping it around herself as she gingerly stepped out. Reno had retired back into the bedroom to dry himself off, giving her a bit of privacy to sort out her thoughts.

Her skin felt hypersensitive and flushed, her body practically humming with a satisfied happiness. If you'd told her two days ago she would be spending her Saturday night with Reno she would have accused you of insanity. And if you'd told her what they'd done, or how he would make her feel, she would have thought it was the third coming of Sephiroth-styled madness. She wrapped the towel around herself and leaned over the sink, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her damp hair clung to her bare shoulders., framing her face. Her cheeks were tainted pink and her lips still looked a little kiss-swollen and red. Her eyes sparkled as she gave her reflection a small smile. This was not something she saw coming, but she couldn't deny how amazing she felt. The redhead had taken more time with her than any man ever had, Cloud included. He had been sweet and careful with her, but she had never felt that he had ever had that kind of desperate lust for her. She frowned a little. She had chased Cloud for years, yet now she found that he couldn't compare when it came to making her feel wanted in return. How have I gotten to the point where Reno compares to Cloud? Did I hit my head on the slopes and this is all some crazy dream? She bit her bottom lip slightly. She had felt like a carefree young woman for the first time in almost a decade. She knew everything would change when she had to go home tomorrow, but for now she was going to enjoy this little bubble of... whatever this was. She gave her reflection a decisive nod and headed to stride out of the bathroom. As she reached the door though, a bit of her confidence faltered and she peeked her head out to see where Reno was.

He had put the lamp on, giving the room that soft warm glow, and she spotted him lying in bed. His eyes were closed and he had his arms crossed behind his head. The duvet lay crumpled and low around his waist, leaving his top half bare. His damp hair, a deeper shade of crimson than it was when it was dry, lay sprawled across the pillow behind him. She couldn't help but smile to herself.

"Are you gonna come to bed or are you gonna just stand there watching me like a pervert?" One eye cracked open as Reno called over to her, laughter in his voice. She squeaked slightly, unaware that he'd even heard her opening the bathroom door. She crossed the room, her bare feet padding delicately across the floor.

"Urm. Where will I leave my towel?" She asked nervously. Despite everything that had happened already in the evening, she still felt a bit nervous about disrobing in full view of him. Reno's eyes had drifted closed again, as if he knew her shyness had returned.

"Just leave it on the floor at the foot of the bed. I'll deal with it tomorrow." He replied. Tifa coudn't stop herself from folding the towel up and placing it neatly on the floor. She felt weird just discarding it there, but she didn't want to be wandering around naked trying to find somewhere better to leave it. She slipped into the bed, assuming he wanted her to lie beside him. She lay on her side facing him, her hand resting on the space between them and covering her chest slightly. Reno cracked an eye open again and looked at her, the ever-present lazy grin spreading a little wider on his face. He extended the arm closest to her, snaking it under her shoulders and pulling her against his side. Tifa blushed slightly and rested her hand on his chest, her head nestled in the crook of his arm. She found herself snuggling a little closer as her smile widened a little. Even if this was just for tonight, she was gonna enjoy every minute of it.

AN: Just mindless fluff really xD Nah, I wanted to do something like this rather than them just falling asleep together, leaving Tifa to wake up the next morning with all those what-ifs and possible regrets. I figure if Reno paid a bit more attention to her, she wouldn't feel like it was just a crazy spur of the moment thing. Hope it worked!