A Quick Flash, As A Treat :p
Hi y'all, I'm back doing a companion story for an art piece I'm commissioning, when it's done I'll either post it with the artist's permission or link to their page of choice! While I'm not continuing my other stories atm, I don't intend to leave them in their current states, no other updates for them at this time.
*Mild spoilers for FF7 Remake and FF7 Rebirth ahead*
*I'm waiting to play the Remake Trilogy when all three games are out in one nice package, and I would appreciate it if you all kept whatever you know to yourself.*
Tifa and Aerith are wearing their swimsuits from FF7: Rebirth, Jessie has on a swimsuit I thought would fit her. Please enjoy Jessie, Tifa, and Aerith being cute girlfriends and talking about a boy :3
"But he's soooo easy!" Jessie bemoaned, quickly chuckling at Tifa's suprised look. "To tease, I mean. We haven't done anything like that! Yet…." The mechanic licked her lips, sighing dreamily as she gazed with longing at the back-turned, oblivious soldier boy building a sand castle in competition with Barrett.
The team had made it out of Junon as Shinra soldiers lying low on a cargo ship. After a long voyage, they escaped the humid and sea stinking confines of the ship and stepped out onto an eternal summer paradise: Costa del Sol.
Despite their hunt for Sephiroth, the team (i.e. the girls) had managed to convince Cloud that a respite was necessary. He moped about, kicking the sand… until he saw the girl's swimsuits. Aerith had on a pink and frilly two piece as cute as the flowers she sold, Jessie sported a blue one-piece suit with hints of side cleavage peeking out for bold onlookers, and Tifa wore a restraining two piece, her blush showing some self awareness to how her bosom filled out her bikini. Cloud seemed aware of her ample-ness too; a flush of scarlet brightened his cheeks before he quickly turned away, muttering something about "wear what you want…"
The trio had taken to a circular beach table, lounging in the sun as warm wind carried the chill of their adventure away like a caressing hand on cold limbs. As Tifa heard Aerith whispering to Jessie, the perky flower girl seemed excited. She gabbed quickly and quietly until her co-conspirator dropped the bomb that made Tifa sit up.
"…he seems so bored, what if we gave him something to look at?" Aerith couldn't help but grin like a spoiled cat, her finger lazily tracing the swell of her bikini. Jessie grinned and leaned in with all her interest.
"You don't mean, no wait... of course you do." Tifa sighed. She had long learned about her flowery companion's illicit side, ever since they escaped Shinra Tower and the first thing Aerith had asked was if she and Cloud had…gotten intimate while they'd shared a cell.
"Are you serious? We're in the middle of everyone's view." Tifa exasperated, gesturing around them. Aerith pouted, looking disappointed at the boxer.
"How rude! I'm not serious; I'm just a bit bored….and horny." Aerith bit her lip, looking sheepish. "Don't deny that part of why we picked out these outfits was to show off. And it's clearly working; he hasn't turned this way once. Not once has he looked at his childhood friend in her cute bikini."
"Or given us something to look at," piped up Jessie, smoothing out her pirate-style triangle bandana that kept her hair out of her face. "All those muscles all wasted on Barrett's eyes…" Jessie's hands trailed up to her chest, her deft fingers picking out a soft point over her left breast and pulling out. The bomber-woman gave a soft breath as she tugged her elastic suit, stretching her covered breast out a bit before she let it slip from her grasp with a snap. Her suit retracted and bounced back in to place, normal except for one change: her soft cap was now hard.
"Stop that!" Tifa squeaked, her eyes darting around their area.
"Don't be so worried, no one is watching; all they can see is three girls giggling about boys." Aerith spoke lightly, her eyes calm with peace as she watched Tifa double check. She was right; Yuffie and Red XIII were playing in the water, Cloud and Barrett were kicking sand at each other's castle, and all other beach goers were walking around on their own vacation. The bartender settled down in her seat, making herself small with ebbing nervousness. Aerith couldn't help but bite her lip at the muscular woman; she's so cute when she's nervous, a trait the slum life knocked out of her when it came to public displays.
Her fingers continued to trail around her right breast, Aerith felt her points of indulgence under her bikini swell and stiffen despite her minute ministrations. Her breathing quickened, and a dirty thought came to the flower girl.
A little bit of encouragement wouldn't hurt anyone, Aerith thought. She slipped out of her chair, quietly stepped around Jessie and towards Tifa. No one would've thought anything about it; no one could've, except Jessie and Tifa, for they could see the expression on the flower girl's face.
Aerith bit her lip, her eyes locking onto Tifa like she caught a cuddly animal unawares and was about to Limit Break her cute aggression.
Aerith, nooooooo! Tifa stared stunned at her friend's boldness.
Aerith yesssssss, Jessie grinned full faced, her restraint shattered as she swiftly cupped her own breasts.
But the worst did not come crashing down upon Tifa as her friend shuffled behind her and wrapped her arms around and down her front in a soft hug. Aerith hummed melodically, resting her cheek against Tifa's hot sun-kissed hair. The elevated heart-rate of the boxer slowed, her legs un-tensed, and slowly she leaned into her sweet friend's arms.
"Don't you know," Aerith started, "that he loves you most?"
Tifa looked up, her eyes wide in wonderment. But Aerith just smiled; the truth spoke for itself.
"The love he has for you, and you for him, can't be stolen by me or Jessie," Aerith spoke quietly. She pressed her fingers into Tifa's abs, massaging the tight collection of muscle. Tifa sighed, the sensation of her friend's fingers creped up and around, pressing and sliding along her stomach with dutiful care.
Her soft smile slowly faded when she felt Aerith's hands trail up, over her abs, and on top of her chest where she was making small circles.
"Aerith…" Tifa gasped as the bold flower girl dipped her fingers beneath her bikini line.
"Relax…" Aerith breathed into Tifa's ear. The waves became white noise as her fingers traced slow circles lower, and lower, and lower, following the hot plump swell of Tifa's breasts as they curved. On a sensitive down stroke she felt an even softer flesh give way under her hands.
Her fingers gingerly dug down, working their way in seemingly practiced movements to tease the apex of the weakened woman's nipples out of their hiding spots. As soon as she delicately fished out the hard rubbery caps, Tifa's composure melted like soft cream in the sun.
Aerith pulled her hands out of Tifa's bikini and examined her handiwork; Tifa slumped in her chair, her eyes closed, stifling some telling spasms and twitches all across her body.
"Feeling better?" She asked. "We don't want to steal his love."
Tifa sat up, breathing hard. Her face was beet red; she glanced at the flower girl who'd just gotten her rocks off, in public. Aerith smiled, completely unfazed by what she'd just done.
"We just want his dick," Jessie stated matter-of-factly.
"Thanks for helping our friend relax," Aerith's tone dropped its friendliness; she glared over at Jessie, who was still fondling herself.
"It's true," She winked.
Tifa raised an eyebrow. Aerith smiled shyly and shrugged.
"…Fine, we'll flash our clueless chocobo." Tifa breathed out a defeated sigh. Immediately Jessie jumped up, her nipples hard and very visible against her skin tight suit, and high fived Aerith, who was more than ready to meet her.
Why do I get the sense this was planned, Tifa shook her head. "But I'm getting you back for getting me all worked up!"
"I'm sure you will" Aerith smiled, sticking out her tongue between her fingers in a "V" shape.
"Oh soldier boy!" Cloud frowned at Jessie's catcalling. The woman had 'forgotten' where her bunk was on the ship across the ocean, and landed in his more than once…a day; and Cloud had just about enough of her teasing. Couldn't she see he was trying to not ogle them in their suits? It was un-SOLDIER like! Again the calls, whistles, and "yo hoos!" came across the sand, and his patience crumbled.
He'd just turned around in time to miss Barrett blatantly knocking over his Kalm replica, which was against the rules, to ogle something that made his loss worth it. Cloud swallowed once, became as red as his furred companion, and to the giggles and shrieks of the table he stood up and started to walk over.
And that's the fic! I might do more with these girls and their favorite boy toy, as the mood strikes me. I'd recommend keeping an eye on this, as when the artist is done with their pieces, one of which is what Cloud saw at the end, I'll post them here if they allow it, or at least link to their preferred social. That's all for now, happy reading!