Chapter 2:Hidden Feelings SoraXTifa
Requested by warrior of six blades.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy VII
-Radiant Garden-
Tifa sat alone in small bar around the corner of Radiant Garden with multiple shot glasses on the bar stand. Her eyes were bloodshot as she hiccuped slightly from the amount of alcohol that was inside her body. The female fighter was trying to drown out her sorrows of the time she spent chasing Cloud because of the feelings she held for him in the past. She constantly tried to get him to notice her as a potential romantic partner, but he never shown any hints that her feelings for him are mutual. This created a great deal of pain she's been having a hard time dealing with and decided to use alcohol as a coping mechanism.
This greatly saddened and annoyed Leon who was currently at the bar to keep an eye on Tifa. The leather-clad swordsman didn't want the woman to constantly drown out her sorrows over a man who never returned her feelings, but it was becoming bothersome to take her back home every time when she went out drinking.
"Come on, Tifa. I think it's time to leave." Leon said as he quickly grabbed her hand and dragged Tifa outside of the bar.
"Come on, Squall. Just let me have one more drink." Tifa spoke in a slurred voice, her face bright red as she was staggering on her feet.
Suddenly, Leon felt a small vibration in his pocket, before taking out a black cell phone and flipping it open to answer the incoming call.
"Hello? No..right now is not a good time. I know it's been a week, but-" Leon closed his cell phone in slight frustration, having immediate business to attend, but he couldn't bring himself to let Tifa walk home alone intoxicated.
However, fate seemed to be on his side as Sora was walking around the corner, holding a large sack behind his back.
"Sora!" Leon called, causing the keyblade wielder to walk in his direction.
"Hey Leon. Can I help you with something?" Sora asked.
"If you don't mind, could you walk Tifa home? She's drunk and I don't want to leave her alone since I have some important business to attend to." Leon answered, praying that the boy would accept the request without question.
"Sure, no problem." Sora said.
"Sora, I can't thank you enough for this. I have to go now, so please make sure she gets home safe." Leon spoke as he quickly left Sora alone with Tifa.
"Got it, Leon." Sora smiled, watching the leather-clad swordsman leave before turning his attention towards Tifa.
"S-Sora…? When did you exactly get here *hiccup*." Tifa inquired, her vision becoming hazy.
"I just had to gather a few potions around here. Leon had to go somewhere, so I am going to take you back to your place." Sora answered, helping Tifa onto her feet before slowly walking the woman down the street.
-7th Heaven-
Sora panted slightly as he was currently supporting Tifa upstairs inside the 7th Heaven. The spiky haired teen didn't find her hard to carry back since her home was only about ten to fifteen minutes away from the bar they have just left from. The only times when he ever had to stop or slow down is when Tifa either tripped over own feet or lost balance out of nowhere.
"I am sorry that you went through all of this trouble, just to walk me home after I decided to get drunk." Tifa apologized.
"Tifa, it's fine. I didn't mind at all. I don't want anything bad happen to you." Sora waved off the apology as he opened the door to her bedroom and they both entered inside.
"You are always such a nice guy, you know that?" Tifa teased, wrapping her arms around his neck as she lightly pressed her body against his back.
"Curse my teenage hormones." Sora thought to himself, trying not to lose his composure from the woman's attempt to tease him. He tried to free himself from her grasp, but only to end up being pushed onto the bed. The spiky haired teen soon found Tifa staring at him with a half-dazed expression on her face.
"You know I don't do this often, but you were so nice to walk poor little me back home. I decided you should be rewarded for being such a gentleman." Tifa whispered as she pressed her lips against his neck.
"T-Tifa, please stop…." Sora moaned loudly, trying to push her off his body, but it proved to a fruitless effort. The female fighter let her tongue traced the bottom of his neck to the jawline, leaving a small trail of saliva along its way. It only got more complicated when Tifa reached for the zipper of his jumpsuit and pulled it down.
"Tifa, I think that's enough." Sora begged, not wanting Tifa to take advantage of him while she is not in a clear state of mind. The woman ignored his pleas and quickly removed the jumpsuit, leaving him in his blue boxer briefs. The spiky haired teen decided not to resist anymore and just accept what was about to come, only to hear silence. He found Tifa asleep against his chest, her slender arms locked tightly around his body.
"It looks like I'm stuck here since Tifa has a death grip on me and I don't think I will be able to pull myself free." Sora thought to himself, deciding to get some sleep since he wouldn't be going anywhere in his current position. The spiky haired teen closed his eyes, feeling every ounce of energy leave his body in an unconscious state.
Later the next morning, Tifa woke up with a groan due to the hangover she was currently experiencing and the sun blaring in her eyes so she quickly turned over the other side of the bed.
"Goddamn it! My head…..I am definitely going to stop drinking my sorrows away over Cloud because this is simply too much." Tifa thought.
It was during this moment that the female fighter noticed that she was sleeping on top of someone, a stark realization slowly coming to her mind as a small yawn was heard.
When her vision finally cleared up, Tifa was greeted with Sora under her who had a clueless expression on his face.
"SORA?!" Tifa screamed, jumping out of the bed in slight panic. Her loud voice caused the spiky haired teen to roll off the bed, groaning in slight pain.
After a minute or so, Sora got up from the floor and looked at Tifa with a confused expression.
"Tifa? Is something wrong?" Sora asked before noticing Tifa hugging him and saw tears in her eyes.
"Sora, I wasn't in control of my actions. I just wanted to forget how much time I spent chasing Cloud because of my feelings for him and how he never shown any interest in me. It simply made me frustrated to the point where I would go to some bar and get drunk, then to only force you into something that you didn't wanted to do." Tifa sobbed, only to be surprised as Sora wrapped his arms around her.
"Tifa, I don't hold anything against you for what happened last night. You were in deep pain and just wanted to overcome it the wrong way. I want to help you forget about what hurts you from the inside and always be here for you if you need someone to talk to." Sora whispered in her ear.
"Thank you, Sora. It means a lot to me to hear someone say that." Tifa answered.
"No problem, Tifa." Sora smiled.
-Olympus Coliseum-
The two warriors were currently at Olympus Coliseum, deciding to do a small training session together since they never had the chance to battle each other in a one one one match. They quickly forgot the incident last night on good terms with each other and decided to do something together just for fun.
"Are you ready, Sora?" Tifa got into a fighting stance as she was standing away from Sora.
"I am ready for you. Bring it on." Sora summoned his keyblade before settling into an offensive stance.
The atmosphere was silent with anticipation for combat being built between the two fighters. "Only just 3 seconds left." both fighters thought simultaneously.
"Three…"
"Two…"
"One…"
"Zero!" Tifa charged at Sora as she began to launch a barrage of punches. The spiky haired teen raised his keyblade before deflecting her blows with precise slashes.
"Okay, fighting her head-on is not a good idea. I can literally feel the strength of her punches on my keyblade and the recoil is not pretty. I have got to think of away to attack without getting too close." Sora thought as he rolled under a sharp, left hook from the female fighter.
"What's wrong Sora? Am I bit too tough for you?" Tifa smirked, hoping to get under the boy's skin to make him let his guard down.
"Firaga!" Sora casted a large fireball that was flying at Tifa with great speed.
"Shit!" Tifa panicked as she jumped in the air, delivering a circling sweep kick accompanied by a large wave of water. The two attacks canceled each other out, creating a thick mist around the arena. Sora used this opportunity to get away from Tifa, jumping on top of the arena's stands before he felt an idea pop in his head.
"Fire!" Sora launched bullets of flames at Tifa who merely deflected the attack with a water kick, creating even more fog in the arena. The female fighter wondered why he would go for the same attack before noticing more fireballs heading in her direction. She mostly used either Dolphin Blow or another water kick to deflect the fireballs, noticing that each one was weaker than the last one.
"Why would he keep using the same attack despite it becoming weaker each time he uses it?" Tifa felt completely confused by Sora's approach during this spar, but decided to go on the offensive. She quickly found Sora near the arena walls before charging at him. She launched a quick roundhouse kick which he dodged, but gave him a hard blow to the stomach.
"Augh!" Sora clenched his stomach in pain before noticing Tifa preparing another punch. He quickly somersaulted into the air, avoiding her attack before gathering energy in his Keyblade.
"Thunder!" Sora stabbed the keyblade into the ground, creating a trail of lightning that eventually reached Tifa as it created shockwaves of electricity.
"Ahhh!" Tifa screamed in pain, feeling every inch of her body being shocked by piercing, electricity. She didn't know how the attack reached her, but it managed to hit its target with enhanced power. When the stinging sensation of electricity fade off her body, Tifa got onto her knees, panting in exhaustion.
"Need a hand?" Sora helped Tifa stand up straight after being shocked with volts of pure electricity from his attack.
"Thanks. I guess you won huh? How did you find a way to attack me like that" Tifa leaned herself against the wall, finding it to keep standing after an intense spar.
"Well, I know from experience that your strength is too much to handle at close range and you would obviously either deflect, block or dodge my more powerful attacks. I kept casting fire attacks against you so that you would mostly use water attacks to negate them. However, I made the attacks weaker each time so that the excess water from your attacks would be on the ground and use that as a way to attack you by using my lightning." Sora explained.
"I have to admit, you are definitely more strategic than Cloud is. You may lack his experience and skill, but your mind makes up for it by being creative with your attacks." Tifa gave a weak smile, feeling her knees becoming wobbly as she was about to fall over, but Sora quickly picked her up in his arms.
"Do you want me to carry you back to the ship and call it a day?" Sora inquired with Tifa quickly wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Sora?"
"Yeah, what is it, Tifa?" Sora felt a small pair of lips press against his cheek before feeling his face blush bright red.
"Thanks." Tifa commented, enjoying the surprised look on his face as he carried her back to the gummi ship.
-2 hours later...-
The two were currently back at Radiant Garden after finishing their intense training session. They were currently exploring the town plaza, looking around the various shops and business for something that will catch their interest.
"So, what do you want to do, Teef?" Sora looked at Tifa with a curious gaze.
"Teef? Since when did you start giving out nicknames?" Tifa answered.
"Well, you called me Spikes, so why not?" Sora simply shrugged his shoulders.
"Wait, I just remembered something. A small cafe that recently opened is actually really popular with the locals. Do you want to check it out?" Tifa offered.
"Sure, sounds like it could be interesting to say the least." Sora replied.
The two entered the cafe that was located around the corner. They sat down at a booth in the far end corner of the room. A young waitress with blonde hair and piercing green eyes approached their table.
"Hello, welcome to the Oum Cafe! How may I take your order?" the waitress greeted, specifically looking at Sora with a flirtatious smile.
"I am not very sure to be honest, This is our first time here." Sora said, noticing how the waitress didn't notice Tifa immediately.
"Well for you and your girlfriend there, I will highly recommend the Blissful Radiance which include two cups of our homemade coffee and two servings of our delicious parfaits." the waitress explained.
"Oh, Tifa isn't my girlfriend, but we would like to order the Blissful Radiance, if you don't mind Tifa?" Sora looked at Tifa for her answer.
"Yes, we would like the Blissful Radiance, miss." Tifa spoke with a forced smile on her face, not liking the waitress's attitude towards him earlier.
" Very well, then. I'll have your order out shortly." the waitress bowed, but not before blowing a small kiss in his direction as she walked away while swaying her hips. This caused Tifa to grip her fists tightly, finding the waitress's actions towards Sora to be very aggravating to her.
"Tifa, are you alright?" Sora noticed the female fighter's irritated mood.
"No, I am fine. I simply didn't find the waitress's behavior towards you to be appropriate. I just wanted to make sure she didn't make you feel uncomfortable." Tifa responded, hoping Sora would believe her small lie.
"Alright then." Sora said.
Their orders eventually arrived as they both began to sample their individual drinks and desserts.
Tifa quietly observed the boy's reaction toward the frozen delicacy with awe, watching him slowly eating the fruit mixed with the whip cream as he enjoyed every bite. She soon began eating her own, taking occasional sips of her coffee after each bite. They eventually finished their small meal as the waitress once again came at their table with the bill.
"I'll pay for this, Tifa." Sora took out a small sack of money from his pocket and quickly handed it to the waitress.
"Sora, you don't have to pay for me." Tifa commented, but was quickly silenced by Sora.
"No, it's fine. Besides, it wouldn't be right for you to let me stay at your place without returning the favor somehow." Sora quickly received change from the waitress as she quickly walked away from the two of them.
-7th Heaven-
Sora lied on his bed, musing over what has happened ever since he arrived in Radiant Garden yesterday. It simply started with him visiting some Moogles just to get some basic healing and mana potions for himself then was asked by Leon to walk Tifa home after she had a bad night of drinking. It led to an awkward moment where he was stripped down to his underwear and they slept together. The next morning, they spent the time together training and going out somewhere as though nothing ever happened that night before.
"Could Tifa possibly like me?" Sora thought, recalling the small kiss on the cheek after he offered to carry her back onto the Gummi ship from their intense training session. The spiky haired teen also recalled how Tifa shown some envy towards the waitress inside the cafe for how flirtatious she was towards him the entire time. He also recalled feeling her body pressing against his back and her soft lips kissing his cheek in which it felt good.
The spiky haired teen only knew that despite these small gestures she showed towards him, his heart merely beat faster at the thought of her. He only knew that despite the pain she felt from Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockhart was an amazing person who he wanted to make happy. Sora wanted to feel this type of happiness just from being closer to her in any way possible.
"I wonder exactly what she sees in me, a teenager with a Keyblade who saved multiple worlds in contrast to a brooding blonde swordsman? I wish I knew if Tifa liked me." were his last thoughts as he fell asleep with a content smile.
-The next day-
Tifa was currently walking through the streets of Radiant Garden with myriad of thoughts running through her mind. The female fighter couldn't get thought of Sora outside her mind since last night. She could not explain it, but he was everything that she could've wanted in a man. He was certainly an attractive young man with spiky brown hair that any woman would fall in love with and a tanned complexion which complimented his shining blue eyes.
He was a happy-go lucky person, never letting anything bother him and always tried to find the good out of everything that happened. The spiky haired teen even took the time to walk her home despite almost taking advantage of him, yet he still wanted to make her happy. The way how his body felt in their hugs made her feel safe and loved, something Cloud never showed.
"What if he doesn't like me?" Tifa thought with a small frown. She couldn't really grasp the concept of a younger guy like Sora showing any interest in a older woman such as herself. The female fighter also feared what would happen if anyone were to find out about her feelings for him. The sounds of yelling and looks of disapproval from friends echoed inside her mind as it made the woman more conflicted on how to handle these feelings. She was so absorbed into her thoughts that she didn't notice Leon trying to get her attention.
"Tifa, are you alright?" Leon spoke with a curious tone.
"I'm fine, Leon." Tifa answered, only to receive a small scowl from the scarred-nose swordsman.
"Tifa, I know that you're lying to me. Just tell me what's been bothering you?" Leon gave a small glare, letting her know that he is serious.
"Will it be better if I told you at your apartment?" Tifa looked at Leon who simply nod in agreement.
They walked through the streets for several minutes before reaching a small apartment complex. The two entered inside the building and climbed two flights of stairs before reaching their destination. Leon unlocked the door before gesturing Tifa to go inside. She quickly sat down on the couch within his living room and the leather-clad swordsman simply settled himself in a leather recliner across her.
"What seems to be the problem, Tifa?" Leon inquired.
"Well it's about-" Tifa was cut off as Leon quickly finished her sentence.
"It's about your feelings for Sora, isn't?" Leon pointed out.
"W-What? H-How d-do you know?" Tifa stammered anxiously.
"Aside from your reaction towards my question. I spotted you and Sora from Oum's Cafe and saw how you reacted when the waitress attempted to flirt with him." Leon explained.
"What exactly are you going to do?" Tifa looked away in fear, expecting him to tell everyone else about her feelings for Sora.
"I have been in your position before, Tifa. If you happen to love someone younger than yourself, just tell them. Even if it means that your relationship has to be hidden from everyone else." Leon spoke.
"Huh?" was all Tifa could muster, not expecting this kind of response from him at all.
"I have been in a secret relationship with Yuffie for almost a year. We both knew that the gap in age would've made it hard for anyone to accept our relationship so Yuffie reluctantly agreed for it to be a secret from everyone else." Leon gave Tifa a look of understanding.
"How do you make it work?" Tifa said.
"It's a simple act of balance. Don't be too affectionate in public, but show them how you feel through subtle hints and gestures that people will mostly overlook," Leon clarified, seeing that his response answered her question. "If you ever need advice about how to manage your relationship, you can either talk to me or Yuffie. I am just letting you know that I am there for you to help make this relationship with Sora work between the two of you." Leon spoke with a sense of openness that he doesn't show too often.
"Thank you, Leon. I will let you or Yuffie know if I need anything." Tifa quickly exiting the apartment as she knew what to do. This gave Leon a small smile on his face, secretly praying that she will find happiness with Sora.
-7th Heaven-
Sora merely sat on a bar stool with a hand against his cheek as he was conflicted on what to do with Tifa . His mind was playing through various scenarios depicting Tifa's reaction, varying from rejection to confusion. He groaned in frustration before deciding to proceed towards the kitchen to pour himself some coffee to help clear his troubled conscious.
He quickly grabbed a mug from the cabinet and placed it under the coffee machine. Hot, dark liquid poured inside the mug as the bitter aroma touched his nostrils. As he took a sip, footsteps were heard from the staircase. The spiky haired teen felt his heart stop slightly when Tifa walked up in front of her with a worried look on her face.
"Sora is something wrong? You seemed to be bother by something ever since I came in.." Tifa stated.
"It's nothing Tifa. Really, I am fine." Sora lied, getting up to leave, but found his wrist grabbed by Tifa.
"Sora, I don't like being lied to. Please just tell me what's bothering you. We can talk in my bedroom if that is what you want." Tifa replied. letting go of his wrist.
The two went upstairs, trailing through the short hallway until they have reached Tifa's bedroom. They sat down on the bed, with Sora close to Tifa, their faces inches apart from each other as though they were about to kiss.
Tifa held her tongue, planning out her next action. She felt very nervous and overwhelmed by uncertainty, but this is something that she wanted for a long time.
"The truth is that I like you, Sora. Despite the short time we spent together, you have made me happier than I could have been with Cloud. I just simply want to feel you in my arms and simply never want to let go of you." she confessed, her hands grasping the teen's shoulders. "I can't imagine myself without you at my side because being with you makes me feel loved and safe, Sora."
"Tifa, I feel the same way about you. Whenever I think about you, all I want to do is be at your side and ensure your happiness. When I saw you in pain, I committed myself to helping you feel better and that it made me realize what a wonderful, caring person you are. I love you, Tifa Lockhart." Sora admitted.
"Good, because there is something I wanted from you for a long time now." Tifa pulled his face towards hers, leaving Sora speechless about her actions. She held him close as their lips press against each other. Sora felt his body melt, accepting her tongue inside his mouth with his body at her command. The pleasure he felt expressed itself in the form of a loud moan, feeling her tongue wrapping around his own.
Tifa let her tongue probe inside his mouth, sucking on the boy's lip greedily as a sense of euphoria overwhelmed her senses. She felt like this was forced onto Sora within an instance, but her body wanted this for a long time to deny herself the opportunity.
So when the they pulled away from each other to regain their breath, Tifa couldn't help but whine in disappointment.
"Tifa," Sora breathed deeply, his face feeling quite flushed, "are you sure you really want this?"
" I have wanted you for a long time and I am going to make you feel good in every way possible.." Tifa said, wrapping her arms around his neck while bringing him close to her chest. Their mouths once again clashed together, their tongues battling to establish dominance with Sora pushing Tifa back. Her eyes widened at his enthusiasm, thanking him by pushing her tongue down his throat.
The feeling of the woman's large, toned thighs against his groin drove him insane. The shorts of his jumpsuit sprouting a tent within its confines. Sora immediately changed his approach, latching his lips against the crook of her neck. His wet, tongue traced itself along the neck to chin, leaving a small trail of kisses at the same time. The spiky haired teen felt his hand move toward her breasts, squeezing the large orbs slowly before paying attention to her nipples.
"Ahh…" Tifa gasped from feeling his fingers around her breasts. She held her arms over her head as Sora immediately grasp the bottom of her shirt and removed it off her body. He saw Tifa's hands moved to the waistband of her skirt with the look on her face telling him what she wanted. He quickly removed the leather skirt which exposed a beautiful pair of long, slender legs.
Tifa can barely contained her excitement, standing in a white bra and pink panties. The look on his face was exactly how she expected it. She gently pushed Sora onto the bed, leaving her on top of him. The female fighter moved her hands to unclasp her bra, giggling at the boy's awestruck expression when it was removed.
Sora could barely contain his arousal when her panties joined her bra on the floor, giving him a full view of her magnificent body. Her body contained large, heaving breasts with large, pink round nipples, voluptuous hips and a heart-shaped ass, but her stomach and thighs showed off strong, toned muscle. He groaned loudly when she straddled him, feeling her hips digging into his clothed erection.
"Tifa…" Sora whined, looking down at his crotch.
"You poor thing. I am here, fully nude while you're still fully clothed." Tifa cooed in his ear. She never realized how much torture he had gone through, watching her strip down to nothing while his clothes were still on.
Locking eyes with the keyblade wielder, Tifa placed her hand on the zipper of his jumpsuit, slowly unzipping to see what was hidden. She didn't know what to expect since she only seen Sora in his underwear, let alone the size of his manhood. The female fighter saw a look of uncertainty and self-doubt on his tanned complexion. He shown a great amount of worship toward her body, but was not sure if she would feel the same.
Tifa brushed her long, black hair back to make sure he can see her perfectly as she gave a lustful smile in his direction. She stroked his cheek while kissing him deeply as a trail of saliva formed between their mouths.
"I want to see all of you, Sora." Tifa spoke softly.
They locked eyes for a moment and Sora nodded his head to give permission for her to continue. She peeled the jumpsuit off his body, letting it join with her clothes on the floor. Upon seeing his body, she exhaled with fascination, her anticipation turning to ardor.
"Oh my, he's definitely big down there. she thought, "Eight inches long and two inches thick. No wonder why he always wore a jumpsuit because it must be hard to hide something so big in his pants!"
Sora's penis was already at its fullest, rising from his groin in a stiff motion, circumcised and smooth. His testicles were large enough to be bigger than her palm and clung onto his body like a lead weight. The foreskin was pulsing with thick veins along the shaft that contrasted with the pink penile head.
"I want to make him come," her mind wondered. "I want to hear him moan and scream just from pleasuring his hard, long cock." Tifa dreamily thought to herself.
"Are you pleased?" Sora whispered to her, looking worried if she was turned off from seeing his penis. "If you want to stop, I understand."
"No," she whispered in his ear. "Just seeing it simply makes me want you even more, Sora and I am going to make sure you remember your first time."
She straddled over his legs, settling her thighs onto her calves. Sora's manhood twitched upward as Tifa slowly pressed it against her bountiful chest, feeling its heat between her breasts as she used her arms to press the two large mounds together, cradling it in a tight embrace.
Sora gasped as he felt the pressure, feeling the warmth created by her beautiful, round breasts surrounding his long, aching erection. "Tifa, please make me feel good." he whimpered, eyes filled with desire and longing.
"I am going to make you feel very good. I will take care of you like a good lover should." Tifa began moving her breasts up and down his penis, feeling it pressing against her cheek. She eventually wrapped her mouth around the tip and kissing it, letting her tongue lick and suck the small amounts of pre-cum that it produced.
"It tastes salty with a hint of sweetness." she tasted his seed, enjoying the flavor it contained. The mere musk touched her nostrils as she wanted to have more of his seed.
"Tifa…" Sora moaned, thrusting his hips upwards slightly as he grasped the bed sheets tightly.
Tifa sucked and licked on his pink, wet glans, trying to get as much of his seed inside her mouth. The foreskin of his penis stretched back and forth, moving in between her breasts as it slowly oozed more white, salty pre-cum. She drew her tongue to wrap it around the shaft and lick every inch that touched her throat. The woman pushed her nipples together so they were touching the base of his penis. The teen felt the hard, soft buds touching his testicles as he thrust his hips up in a frenzy. Beads of sweat slid between her breasts and down his shaft as she dragged her breasts downward, pushing his foreskin back at a rhythmic pace
The two loves gasped and moaned from the multiple sensations they are feeling, as the sounds of the teen's aching penis retracted through her breasts. "So...good…" Tifa gasped, closing her eyes as she continued to lick the penile head in worship. She continue sliding her sweaty, heaving breasts up and down Sora's aching manhood. Saliva covered the teen's entire penis as the woman continued bobbing her head down on the shaft, feeling his thrusts between her breasts.
"Tifa, I can feel myself getting closer!" Sora gasped loudly as Tifa groaned with desire.
"Give me your cum! Fill my mouth with your warm, white seed!" She spoke in a low, lewd, desperate tone.
"Ouuugh!" Sora moaned. His penis spasmed harshly as he lied on the mattress in slight exhaustion.
"Mhmm…." Tifa whined, feeling thick, white streams of semen being pumped from Sora's penile head as it filled her mouth. She swallowed the gelatinous substance down her throat, feeling droplets of it fall onto her breasts. Her womanhood felt hot and moist from the pleasure she is feeling.
"His cum definitely tastes so good. I bet it feels even better if he came inside me. But I want to see how much he can make me come." Tifa quickly released her breasts from his manhood. She licked every inch of her lover's semen-covered penis clean, savoring the taste it contained, before taking it out of her mouth.
Sora simply looked at her with half-lidded eyes. Tifa moved beside him, draping a hand through his chocolate locks as she kissed his forehead.
"You were so good for your first time, Spikes. Just hearing you moan and squirm makes me so turned on. Now, I believe it's time to return the favor, shall we?" Tifa complimented, getting a weak nod from Sora.
The two quickly switched positions with him over her on the queen-sized bed. The spiky haired teen carefully watched as she spread her legs apart, giving him a good view of her wet arousal. He quickly moved his head toward her lower lips before pressing his lips against its rim. A small gasp was heard from the female fighter, finding the simple contact to be so invigorating and how it made her body thrash with pleasure.
"More...More...Sora…" Tifa moaned shamelessly. The busty woman knew that if anyone found out about this, she would be ostracized, but didn't care about that right now. She rocked her hips slightly, unable to contain herself as his tongue rubbed against her clit and touching every inch of her velvet walls. He reached to suck on the sensitive pink bud and was rewarded with hoarse, lecherous screams. He felt his penis becoming erect once more from her screams and how good her juices tasted.
"Nghh...Sora… I'm so close…" Tifa whimpered, feeling how close she was to her release. He continued licking the warm, moist velvet walls that was her womanhood, feeling the older woman's hands grip his hair for support. The female fighter never knew her body could feel such strong feelings of euphoria from someone she loved. He squeezed her thighs slightly, making sure that his tongue can touch every single inch of her delicious, moist womanhood.
It was only a few moments before she let out a scream of ecstasy as the sensation built up in her vulva was being released, making her body shudder. Sora simply licked every drop of the woman's clear, oozing juices, savoring the sour and sweet flavors it contained. He looked up at her soft brown eyes, seeing that she was still resting from her release. She slowly got onto her knees, looking at him for a moment before pushing him onto the bed and straddling his hips.
"Now that we have gotten a taste of each other, I believe it's time for me to claim what's rightfully mine." Tifa spoke in a lecherous voice, tracing the boy's jawline with her thumb slowly as she waited for his answer.
"What is that?" Sora stated.
"You as my lover…" Tifa raised herself upwards until her labia was directly under his throbbing penis. The woman slowly lowered her hips, feeling every inch of his manhood penetrate the walls of her vulva. She began humping against his body, slowly increasing the pace of her bounces to feel every inch of his penis. The female fighter no longer had feelings of doubt as she rocked her hips, letting the teen's manhood slid through her velvet walls.
"Tifa…." Sora whimpered as he tried thrusting his hips, but found himself unable to do so. He found himself held against her body, watching her buck on his manhood at a slow, monotonous pace. She pressed herself against him, still bouncing as her breasts dragged against his chest. The spiky haired teen was letting out small gasps, feeling the woman's wet velvet walls clenching his manhood. A warm feeling enveloped the older woman as she began bouncing faster on his manhood.
"Ahh..Tifa...please…." Sora groaned, his body begging for release.
"I will let you cum, but not yet. First, answer me. Who do you belong to Sora?" the woman whispered huskily.
"You and only you, Tifa." Sora let out a loud moan.
"Good boy and what does that mean?" Tifa pressed her lips against the crook of his neck, letting her tongue lick his soft skin which caused him to squirm in her arms.
"That I get to only have you as my lover and that I only make love to you, my Goddess." He mewled.
"Yes Sora, only with me. That means you will worship me whenever I need your love. Would you deny me your essence or will you let me make you feel loved in my arms?" She smothered the boy's face in her bountiful breasts.
"I will never deny you, my Goddess." Sora replied.
Lifting her body, she took hold of the teen's aching manhood and lined herself over him, his pink penile head barely touching her moist, outer lips then looking at his azure, blue eyes. "That's right, my love. You are mine to love and will satisfy me when I say and any time I need you." Tifa let her hips drop down, feeling his manhood penetrate her wet velvet walls once more.
Sora moaned as the female fighter started rocking her hips faster before latching his lips onto her breasts, sucking the large, firm mounds.
"Yes, Sora! Suck on my hard, aching nipples!" Tifa cried. Sora continued to let his tongue trace around the hard pink buds, enjoying how they felt in his mouth. She felt her nipples becoming hard as the teen sucked on the tortured pink buds into his mouth, feeling herself becoming close to release.
With one final bounce, she came down onto the teen's penis, feeling it completely fill her wet, vaginal walls. The two lovers both screamed their hearts out, feeling their bodies experiencing absolute pleasure. Tifa sighed, feeling his manhood spurting out thick, warm streams of white semen filling her vaginal walls. Sora felt clear juices pouring over his manhood as its remains splatter onto his thighs. They both laid down for several moments, trying to catch their breath.
Tifa pulled herself off of Sora and simply laid behind him, wrapping her arms around his tired body. He appreciated the gesture, turning his entire body around while snuggling his face into her chest.
"Tifa?" Sora commented.
"Yes? What is it, Sora?" Tifa inquired.
"Were you scared of telling me how you felt towards me because of what other people would think of our relationship?"
"Yes. How do you know?"
"Well, Yuffie came over earlier and knew my feelings for you so we had a long talk. She said that I could always go to her or Leon for advice or just for a small chat."
"Really? Leon had the same talk with me. Do you have any regrets for being with me?"
"No, even if we have to hide our relationship from other people. As long as I am with you, I will always be happy." Sora smiled.
"I was thinking the same thing. I love you, Sora."
"I love you too, Tifa Lockhart."
Tifa simply hugged the teen close to her body, feeling his head nestled on her chest. She quickly grabbed the covers and wrapped it around their exhausted, naked bodies before kissing his forehead. The two lovers fell asleep, content in the warmth of their embrace.
They knew it would be hard to hide their love in public. It would eventually get easier as the two knew there were some people who supported their love. They don't care as long as they have each other.
Author's note: I seriously apologize for taking over 3 weeks to finish this one chapter. I was having a hard time keeping the story consistent while using ideas that were given to me by warrior of six blades who made this request. I also had to deal with SATs and other issues in my personal life which made it hard for me to focus on writing. Please leave reviews and requests as I like to hear your ideas/thoughts. Have a good day! Ciao!