Sephiroth and Cloud got ready to do a "undress" rehearsal as each admired the other as they undressed down to their boxer shorts and put their clothes in a locker. Donning the provided bathrobes, they walked onto set.
"Thanks for coming in boys. As you know, Obsidians doesn't tend to write much yaoi, so we thought we would try some different positions to see that works. You can keep your underwear on for today as this is only dry run" the announcer said.
"Okay, what's the synopsis of the scene?" Cloud asked.
"You were in a trance when you left with Sephiroth and now you want to leave to get back to the Princess but are deeply attracted to Sephiroth too. He doesn't want you to leave, so he "persuades" you to stay with him by having sex with you. You'll have to struggle a bit at first but it's consensual. Sephiroth has never been in love before and doesn't know how to approach someone sexually" the announcer explained.
"I'm a virgin again?" Sephiroth deadpanned, "what's with this authoress's cherry-picking fetish?"
"I'll take care of that, big fella" Cloud said, slipping off his bathrobe to expose his impressive body.
"Wow you two are eager to get to work" the announcer observed. Both felt like they were being teased as they went through the motions.
"You want to go somewhere we can take our underwear off?" Sephiroth suggested as both felt randy from their fake sex. Cloud's nodded and they hurried to Sephiroth's place.
They were already undressing before they tumbled into Sephiroth's bed.
Cloud cried out as he rode his lover's impressive length and each thrust found the target of his sweet spot until he was keening. Sephiroth's head was thrown back and lulled at the sensation. Cloud's customary spikes were flattened from the sweat the slicked his body as his bubble butt bounced on Sephiroth's midsection. "I love you" Cloud cried as he came. "I mean it, I do love you" he panted as he looked down at the astonished man as Cloud had never said it before.
"I love you too" Sephiroth replied back after a pause as Cloud collapsed into his arms to bask in that perfect moment.
"That was amazing. I swear I saw the face of the goddess" Cloud sighed.
"No one else takes me like you can" Sephiroth said with a chuckle, he felt giddy in his happiness.
"I don't want you to take anyone else like this ever again" Cloud firmly insisted
"I thought you wanted to play the field as you're mainly into women when I suggested that. I haven't been with anyone else" Sephiroth assured him, stroking Cloud's hair back to uncover the face that was so dear to him. Sephiroth had been Cloud's first man and their relationship had stemmed from them working together so many times. A physical attraction had developed that had blossomed into a real relationship.
"I don't want to be with anyone" Cloud said with a blush.
"Looks like we're exclusive then" Sephiroth said cupping his chin and staring into his eyes and Cloud just cuddled securely into his arms, feeling more cherished and loved than he ever had in his entire life.
"Morning Tifa" Reno said as he clocked in.
"Reno. I'll do the scene with you today, but don't over act it or touch me unnecessarily. We're both professionals here and this is strictly business" she snapped at him as she punched her card with more force than necessary and strode towards the dressing room.
"Come on, how are you mad at me? It's not like I'm writing the damned thing. If I were to write it. I would cast a sweet, pleasant girl like Aerith in your place. She's good natured and fun to work with. I really enjoyed her while VHestin was writing us…...and I don't mean just in bed" he called after her and she gave him a murderous look and vanished from view.
"Morning Reno. We're on set in the next building and thought we'd drop by" Tseng said as he walked in with Vincent. Reno was a little startled to see Tseng was wearing his Turk's uniform tie on his head.
"Sakurablossomhime?" He guessed.
"Yes we're paired together as usual" Vincent said, not that I mind. He said giving his lover's bottom a playful pinch that cause him to yelp in surprise and blush.
"Not here dearest" Tseng said in a threatening voice that held no heat and Reno smiled in amusement at the couple's antics. The real Vincent and Tseng were a lot easier going in real life and Vincent's whimsical sense of humour was almost juvenile upon occasion.
"Good thing I have killer legs; she had me in little bitty swim trunks" Tseng said with a smile.
"And I had him a lot" Vincent joked.
"Get into wardrobe. They aren't paying you to stand around!" Tifa snapped from the dressing room door.
"Having problems with your love interest?" Vincent asked.
"She's not interested in me in the least" Reno said rolling his eyes.
"Tifa's a great person but way too tightly laced and that makes her hard to work with. She could stand to have a bit of fun. I get the impression she's been single for too long and this frustrates her to no end" Tseng observed.
"Vincent, Tseng" Tifa greeted them. "Go get ready" she ordered Reno. She wore a white modest nightgown that hugged her figure like a promise but was modest enough for a virgin bride on her wedding night.
Reno bid his friends goodbye and went to get into his wedding attire to supposedly make a woman of Tifa. Oddly, it wasn't a task he looked forward to. Of all of his work colleagues, she was the least pleasant to work in a sex scene. She made it no secret she held nothing but contempt for him.
"Okay let's see if we can nail this in one shot" the announcer called to them. "I don't want him nailing me in the least" Tifa said but took a deep breath and got into character.
"I'm ready" Tifa said in a sweet, shy voice as she blushingly sat gingerly upon the bed where she would become a woman. "I'll lie back and think of Nibelheim" she said "while you..." And her voice trailed off as he helped her off with her nightgown and she blushed as her gorgeous figure was revealed.
Reno rid himself of his own clothes in no time flat and joined her on the bed and helped her lie down and she swallowed nervously.
He got on top of her without preamble and with a single thrust, her hymen parted with a cry of pain from her. She clung to Reno tightly, her flushed face a beautiful mask of confusion and her mouth a perfect O that someone was actually penetrating her body. He moved in her slowly after a pause and relished how tight she was as he explored her uncharted depths and soon realized her cries were getting louder. "Are you okay?" He asked her, pausing.
"Don't stop, fuck me. Fuck me like a whore. I need your cock, give it to me" she snarled at him as her hands clutched his hard buttocks and dug her nails in to goad him on. He was shocked to his core and he didn't shock easily that his demure, shy young wife even knew such language. It went against everything he knew of her character but acceded to her demands and brought her swiftly to her first orgasm and then second...and third...and he emptied his own spending heavily into her at the same moment.
"Why didn't anyone ever tell me it would be like this? More, I need more" she cried in a dazed voice as he collapsed onto of her.
"Already? Just give me a second" Reno said, feeling winded.
The second time, she rode him like he was a bucking bronco as he pounded up into her depths and she cried out curse words that would have made a sailor blush with shame.
"I need more" she all but demanded at the end.
She was on her hands and knees that time as he played with her clitoris as if urging her to spend.
After the fourth time, there was a hysterical scene where the naked woman chased him around the room. "I can't do it again, I don't have it in me" he said, ducking behind her couch.
"I want you again, I need you" she all but panted to him.
"What sort of psycho nympho are you? I won't do it" he said cowering on the other side of the bed and she crawled over it and gave chase to him while he ran away from her. "Just one more time" she pleaded.
"What are you some kind of sex pig?" He demanded as he managed to evade her clutching hands yet again.
"Oink" she replied and tried to capture him again.
"Leave me alone!" he cried and two of the royal guards burst into their chambers at the raised voices and blushed and averted their eyes from the sight of the newly married, very naked couple and wondered why Princess Tifa wasn't blushing and crying out in protest at their intrusion; she was normally very modest.
"Can we assist you?" They asked them, refusing to look at either one. The gold silk covered walls of the chamber were suddenly very fascinating to gaze upon.
"Yes, she's trying to molest my person beyond tolerable limits. Please remove her to the dungeon, just until she cools off" Reno commanded them.
Zack and Rude just blinked at his command, he was only a consort and they were only extras given bit parts in this fic and not under his authority. However, they turned their gaze to the one who really commanded them.
"Tie him to the bed. He's not through loving me yet" Tifa commanded them.
Each man took an arm and dragged him there. "Come on, you're my buds" Reno protested.
"Yes, when off duty. We're not even ourselves in this fic; we're anonymous royal guards randomly assigned to fulfil these roles. It's nothing personal. For now, enjoy and think about the blonde you grabbed off of me that time" Rude said with a wink as they tied him to the bedframe with ineffectual slip knots he couldn't possibly break and beat a hasty retreat.
"Now where were we?" Tifa asked him as she raised him up and mounted him.
"No, have mercy!" Reno cried.
"Sorry, I find I like being married to you and look forward to doing this every night" she said as her hips lunged on him.
The next morning Princess Tifa yawned and got off the comatose young man and stretched in a luxurious way like a contend cat. "Mercy" Reno muttered in his sleep.
She yawned for the first time as a woman and a bird fully black parrot alighted on her shoulder and nuzzled her cheek and pressed his beak against it. "Oh Dezzie, it was all you promised and more. But I don't understand half of what you told me to say" Tifa said in confusion. "But I'm grateful you got me the husband I wished for" she said to him. "Even if he's the wrong one" she added with a frown. Dezzie claimed to be a wizard trapped in a bird's body that promised to help her after he had found her miraculously alive after the destruction of her kingdom and had been guiding her every step of the way. He actually had been a powerful wizard but had a fetish for watching live sex scenes and had been punished by his guild masters after spelling one to many innocents and making them perform for him. His punishment was to become an undying, harmless parrot with no powers to speak of. He met Tifa and had saw such potential in her that he'd taken her under his wing and mentored her to provide him the performance of a lifetime.
"Just go with it, brothers of all different colours like that" he advised in bird-talk that only she could understand.
"But he seemed shocked" she said in her normal, sweet bell-like voice.
"I was watching, you did get a little demanding towards the end. A brother has to rest up you know" Dezzie scolded her.
"You watched?" Tifa said with a blush and could have sworn he leered at this but dismissed it, it was absurd that a bird could leer. "I needed more" she said with a shrug and Dezzie had to admit he'd been shocked by how sexually responsive she'd been. He hadn't been aware of the sex beast that lurked in the innocent woman's soul waiting to be unleashed.
Yeah it has been a great night for Dezzie as he'd watched and beat off to the live sex scene before him as much as a parrot could. Princess Tifa's initiation into womanhood had been epic!
"Eight times on your first time to satisfy you? I don't envy that husband or yours" he said turning his attention to the ungodly mess that was her new husband. He was still barely tied to the bed and littered with scratches, bite marks on his butt and his hair was sprawled all over the tangled sheets. Tifa blushed and hastily untied him and threw a sheet over him before summoning her lady's maid to attend to her toilette.
Reno felt drained as anything when he blinked his way back to existence and started back when he saw Tifa standing behind a very large servant offering him a tray of food and beverages.
She wore a modest blue gown with a small, tasteful tiara in her well-coiffed hair that she wore up now in deference to her status as a married woman. She looked immaculate without a hair out of place, as if she had spent the night in gentle slumber, rather than chasing him about and claiming him over and over again. "I hope you're well rested and I apologize, I really think I've been harsh with you. I have a great feeling after last night, that I shall enjoy being married to you" she said to him with a modest smile and had the nerve to blush. Reno just whimpered at this. "I look forward to doing this every night for the rest of our lives. Barret shall run a bath for you and tend to any needs you might have as your new man servant. I apologize if I was unladylike in my deportment" she said giving him a humble bow and Reno, who was normally such a smooth talker, couldn't form two words together in how flabbergasted he was.
"I-I" he ventured.
"I'll make apologies for you to our Queen and my Royal Brother at breakfast. I'll tell them you aren't feeling well" she said and left with a swish of her modest blue silk gown, looking every inch the lady that he questioned she even was one.
Reno looked under the covers and was just relieved to see his penis was still there, even if hiding like a frightened turtle.
"That's a wrap. That was perfect, the authoress's very pleased by your performance. Thank you" the announcer said to the performers and Reno and Barret shook hands, promised to meet to play darts later that week and Reno went to change. One of perks of being a performer in a story written by someone else, was that you suffered no lingering effects after your scene was over.
"There that's over with and I'm glad of that fact. Now I have to take about twenty showers to get the scent of you off my body" Tifa snapped at him as she walked by him still wearing her gown and discreet tiara.
"Are you implying that I stink?" he asked her.
"Only if you bathe in cheap cologne as you appear to" she said and then turned her back on him to speak with the newly arrived Sephiroth and Cloud and inquired of their plans for that evening "Sorry we have tickets to see the new musical." Cloud explained. "Sephiroth won them and couldn't think of anyone else to ask" he hastily added to spare Tifa's feelings.
"Perhaps we could meet before the show for some drinks or after?" She asked them.
"We're going to dinner at that new Thai place everyone's raving about and then going to Reeve's party" Sephiroth explained.
"I didn't know you had become such close friends" Tifa observed. "I wasn't invited to his party" she said.
"I was only invited because I'm Sephiroth closest friend" Cloud explained to her, unable to believe she hadn't clued into their real relationship. The clues were very obvious and right in front of her.
"Never mind" Tifa said and departed, she found a janitor's closet before she dissolved in tears, unable to believe her closest friends had forgotten it was her birthday. The door opened and she was drawn against a solid chest and looked up to find Reno was holding her. "Let it out" he said as he pressed her head against his shoulder and stroked her back as she sobbed against him. They wound up on the floor with her in his lap as she leaned against him.
"Happy birthday" he said. "I understand it's the dreaded twenty-nine" he commented.
"You remembered?" She said looking up at him, she was a bit overwhelmed by his kindness, she could never see him touching anyone as gently as he was her or comforting anyone.
"You were born on the same day as me, only a month behind me" he reminded her. "Now you want to explain why you hate me so much?"
"You're obnoxious and have horrible posture, your grammar is atrocious and you dress like a thug" she said indicating to his black hoodie over a wife beater, blue distressed jeans torn at his knees and unlaced army boots. "Yet everyone likes you and women want to sleep with you. Whereas I can't seem to be with anyone I want. I can't go places on my own because all these guys are saying "you're Tifa Lockhart" and try to pick me up because of my breasts and don't care about getting to know the real me. I can't remember the last time I was on a date, let alone slept with anyone. I'm alone with my TV and books every night."
"I know somewhere where I could take you where guys will buy your drinks but not hit on you and will want to speak with you. Go change, we're going to paint the town red tonight, Princess" Reno said in a voice that brooked no argument from her.
"A gay bar?" She said with incredulity in her voice.
"Give it a try" he said, smoothly leading her inside. The music was lively and the light show good as men danced with other men or the occasional woman.
"I don't know about this" Tifa said.
"You're Tifa Lockhart, can I buy you a drink? I'm such a fan" a man said.
"I don't want to sleep with you" Tifa said her automatic response.
"He'd better not want to. I'm Dan and this is my husband, Dave" his companion introduced them.
"I would be happy to have a drink with you, this is Reno, he's my...friend" Tifa said to their friendly smiles.
"And Tifa scores her first victims for the night" Reno whispered in her ear. "Thing is about men, is we all like boobs. Even the gay ones and when they buy you a drink, they just want to get to know you as a person" Reno explained to her. "Now let's go talk to the happy couple and then I want to dance with you" he said leaning back against the bar and oddly enough she wanted to.
Tifa finally understood Reno's appeal; he was simply charming as he politely listened to Dan's and Dave's details of their recent destination wedding and then took her onto the dance floor and danced surprisingly well to the beat and spun her to and fro until she was laughing and pulled her close to dance to the few slow songs.
"Do you come here often?" She asked him.
"This is my first time here. I have a gift for meeting people and getting along with them. I hold no prejudices and am not judgmental of other people's lifestyle choices. I simply know that I prefer women and always will. Other's do not. Say, would you like to go see the drag show next door?" Reno said when he realized that Cloud and Sephiroth were in the picture of the bar's bingo night that hung above their table.
"Guys in dresses? Bring it on" Tifa said downing a shot and took Reno's hand as he helped her up from their booth. He made sure she didn't look back, he wasn't ready to have Tifa find out about her two fruitless crushes this way.
Reno leaned back in his chair in amusement as the cross dresser sang "Happy Birthday" to Tifa as she stood on the dais with him and then pressed a kiss to her blushing cheek, leaving a red lipstick print there that a laughing Reno helped her wipe off. He'd never seen the normally repressed girl so free and found her fun side amusing.
Neither were completely sober as he dropped her off in a taxi in front of her condo building and prepared to walk to his own apartment about ten minutes away. "I had a great time but I'm not inviting you in" she slurred.
"Nor should you. You should never invite a man into your home if your judgement is impaired. Do and I'll kick your ass and his" Reno lectured her and she quirked a smile at him and made a offhanded remark about people in glass houses throwing stones.
"Good night Tifa" he said and pressed a kiss onto her cheek. "You want to try bowling tomorrow night?" He asked her.
She looked up at him quizzically. Worrying about a stupid ball knocking down pins seemed so out of character for her...and then there was putting her feet into rented shoes where so many other people had tread..."let's do it" she said. Wanting to be out of character, to be free for a while and allow herself to enjoy life.
"I'll buzz up for you at seven tomorrow and you can come down and meet me" Reno offered.
"It's a date...but not really" she frostily said.
"I understand" he said and slouched off and she was forced to admit he was handsome, weird facial tattoos and all.
Tifa could only look up at her own exposed legs and feet as they were braced on the roof of the backseat of Reno's car while he moved in her in a cramped missionary style position. How had it come to this? She had been with him every night for a week...only a week. She normally had made the few boyfriends she'd had wait months before she would even kiss them...yet.
Her panties were on the floor and her skirt bunched up around her hips. Her top had been rucked up to expose her breasts and his pants had been shoved down to his thighs and his shirt had been unbuttoned. His smooth chest brushed her sensitive nipples as he panted his enjoyment of what they were doing to her as he moved on top of her, stroking long forgotten nerve endings and erogenous zones that were making her crazy with needs she didn't know she required fulfilling. Yet he seem to know as he kept up his erotic dance in her until all rational thoughts were gone. Their sex due to their cramped position should have been lousy, but Tifa cried out her enjoyment of it with abandonment, it wasn't exaggerated as their writer induced couplings. This was real life and she was no less enthusiastic about their coupling but this was the real her making love.
He'd been shocked to find out she'd never made out in his backseat and suggested they try it and she had primly said "no tongue." Neither had been drinking, there was no excuse...all thoughts were swept away as her orgasm hit her and drew him in with her as they came in perfect harmony and both basked in the tender moments that came from having a mutual orgasm.
Reno finally sat up and did up his pant and handed her her panties.
"I hope you don't think I'm some kind of tramp" Tifa blushed.
"I think you've been neglected for too long. There's nothing wrong with enjoying sex. It's a natural, beautiful thing" he said stroking her cheek.
"This can't happen again" she said as he drove her home.
How had an innocent walk in the park come to this?" Tifa asked herself as she sat with her back to Reno's front on his lap while he was seated on a park bench. He pounded inside her as he stroked her clit, she still wore her hiking boots but her shorts and panties were descended to mid-thigh as were his own jeans as he panted into her ear, encouraging her own enjoyment with skillful fingers.
"This can never happen again" she firmly said as she always did when he dropped her off in front of her place.
"I understand. Let me know when you're ready to invite me up to take me to your bed. I do love spontaneous sex in dangerous places as much as the next guy, but hate getting splinters in my ass" he said and took her lips in a lingering kiss that made her womanly parts ache for him.
"Good night Tifa" he said with a smirk at how unsettled she looked as he drove off.