"I can't believe it! You're really X!" Kyrie exclaimed, holding her head as if it was about to explode from excitement. "I thought Jessie was just full of shit…but wow! And you in Avalanche!? No wonder you left sector 5…you were sticking it to the man! Probably didn't want any of us Fivers getting involved by accident, am I right?"
Biggs could only give the teen a akward smile at the verbal onslaught, seemingly at a loss for words.
"Yup!" Wedge confirmed happily, jumping into the convo and jolsting his friend playfully. "Stole him right from you guys with promises of adventure and heroics!"
"Well…that wasn't actually the main reason why I moved." Biggs started and stopped, as if uncertain how much he should be revealing. "But it did help–"
"Ehem!"
A not-so subtle cough to the right drew everyone's attention to the mechanic.
"You Fivers can gossip later. Because this , young lady…" Jessie piped up with an evil grin, pointing a finger at Biggs as she stared Kyrie down. "Means I win the bet. And now you… gotta eat your hat." Ignoring the sputtering sounds in front of her, the redhead continued. "But don't worry, I'm not heartless. I'll let you decide if you want to eat it wholesale or if you want to cut it into little bits first. You can even cook it, if the taste of burnt cotton makes it go down any easier. But make sure you eat every stitching newbie!" She finished mockingly.
"Well...I mean, I was just joking…" Kyrie began weakly, rubbing the back of her neck even as her eyes darted around the room a million miles a minute.
Aerith giggled at the desperate expression on her friend's face, the teen looked like she was ready to bite off her foot and make a break for freedom. It made the mage want to twist the knife a bit deeper, especially since the other girl didn't seem to register the teasing look on Jessie's face. "You have to honor that, Kyrie. No take backs! I put my support behind that bet, you know! You don't want our first day as Avalanche members to start with people thinking we're liars, do you?"
"B-but I…"
The look of utter betrayal on the troublemaker's face had Aerith instinctually wrap the younger girl in a hug, even as she fought the bubbling mirth in her chest.
'She's acting like we're about to sacrifice her firstborn child!'
"Relax, you don't have to do anything." X said tiredly at the shenanigans, but jumping to the rescue anyway. He gave Jessie a look that said he didn't know what was going on…but he knew it was the mechanic's fault somehow. "I null and void any bet made with me at its center."
"Hey! You can't do that!" Jessie said with furrowed eyebrows, poking a finger into the man's chest, even as her lips threatened to pull up into a smile at her own bullshit. "That was a binding verbal contract between me and Kyrie, with Tifa and Aerith as witnesses! I demand satisfaction!"
"Yeah? And did you bet anything too?" Biggs asked, raising one of his own eyebrows in challenge, a knowing look on his face.
"Well, no…"
"Null and void." The strategist said with a mock finality, even waving a dismissive hand. "I told you a million times Jessie, Avalanche no longer accepts those one-sided deals of yours, no matter how punchy you get."
"Yeah, we're not scared of your violence!" Wedge chimed in from Biggs' otherside, ducking a little behind the older man when Jessie took a swipe at him. Turing to Kyrie with a grin, he explained. "Back when we were kids, Jessie was always trying to pull a "no-win" scenario on us. Her favorite one was the coin flip trick. "Heads I win, Tails you lose." Many of my desserts got taken by her because of it!"
"Not my fault you didn't catch the word-play." Jessie said idly, even as her eyes shined fondly at the memory of tormenting a young Wedge. "You should've figured it out after the fifth time I did it to you. Anything after that was a case of "natural selection", the strong asserting dominance over the weak. " She finished with a vicious smile, punching a fist into a palm.
"Hey I was 7! How was I supposed to know that I should keep my guard up around my own babysitter?"
"You always gotta be alert, big guy. Just think of it as me training you to deal with the hard facts of life. It's usually the ones closest–"
Everyone watched in amazement as Jessie tried to spin her adolescent bullying into hidden gems of wisdom. Each trauma, a carefully crafted chisel to shape her friend into the man he grew up to be. And judging by the uncertain look on Wedge's face, he was falling for it hook-line-and-sinker.
Somebody really should step in…but nobody moved an inch, too mesmerized by the redhead's gaslighting.
"So…you and Jessie are actually childhood friends?" Aerith asked, tearing her gaze away from the Avalanche seniors and turning her attention back to Biggs, who had been observing the whole thing with an amused smile. "And that checks out, sure. But she also said she's been with you through most of your adventures. Which…doesn't check out. I…don't want to sound like an obsessed fan, but how come we…" She indicated herself and Kyrie. "Never heard of a redhead being part of your crew back in the day?"
"Right!" The teen said enthusiastically, looking much more relaxed now that she wasn't in the crossfire. "She said she was there during the big stuff…and off the top of my head, I can think of maybe three girls that were with you and Jean when you guys fought those human traffickers…but none of them match Jessie's description. And I consider myself something of a X lore master. So…what gives?"
For a moment X just looked at them in confusion before comprehension dawned on his face, only for it to be replaced with a sly smirk.
"O~oh, I understand the confusion. It's actually kind of funny..." Biggs said, chuckling a little to himself as he motioned for the two girls to get closer. Looking over to his still arguing friends, he lowered his voice conspiratorially. "So Jessie was there, but you wouldn't think so if you're just basing it off of looks. Cause you see, our favorite redhead… wasn't always a redhead." He took a moment to watch their surprised expression, before continuing with a grin. "She used to have brown hair before it "lightened over the years"." At their shocked expression, he continued. "She also used to be about 50 pounds heavier, used to wear these dorky bottled glasses, had the worst acne–"
"Hey! What the fuck are you telling them!?" Jessie nearly shouted towards X, bodily jumping into the middle of their group, apparently having finally caught wind of her dirty laundry being aired out for everyone to hear. "Why are you spreading other people's secrets, you jerkface?"
"What? It's not like it's classified information. Well…okay, last couple might've been pushing it but I'm pretty sure all the dye bottles in your bathroom was gonna speak for themselves–"
"You wanna go eye-for-eye, buster!?" Jessie challenged hotly, fire in her eyes as she once again poked a finger into Biggs chest. "Because you're about to end up one blind bitch!" The mechanic whirled around to face Aerith and Kyrie, an almost manic look on her face. "You two ever wonder why Biggs decided to become a teacher in the first place?" They shook their heads in unison. "Well it certainly wasn't for anything altruistic–"
"Hey, hey!" The strategist tried to cut in, looking uncharacteristically anxious. "Things I said as a teenager should not be counted against me–"
"Then you shouldn't shouldn't be airing other people's dirty laundry–"
"What are you embarrassed about? You should be proud! Your hard work paid off…you grew up from an ugly duckling into a very beauti–"
"Do not use my mother's argument against me–"
"Do you two still doubt they grew up together?" Wedge said from behind them Aerith and Kyrie, who had been watching the verbal onslaught in morbid fascination. Chuckling a little, with his hands on his stomach, he shook his head fondly as he titled his head at the arguing pair. "If this doesn't persuade you girls…I don't know what would."
As Aerith watched the argument get physical, with Jessie putting Biggs in a headlock, she knew her answer.
"I'm convinced." Looking over at her friend, she asked. "How about you?"
Kyrie nodded weakly along in agreement, as she watched her childhood hero getting wrestled to the ground.
000
From her position on the floor, resting on her knees and elbows, Tifa felt the skirt around her waist being pulled vertically upward. The fabric lifted her middle up in an arc, almost like a bow. She realized that Cloud was using the scrunch up leather as a makeshift stirrup, leaving the barmaid's head and hips pointed downwards, giving him a new angle to work with as he kept thrusting relentlessly. Her body nearly went limp from the new sensations. The position drew a sharp hiss from her as she tried to get some feeling back trembling hands, but the friction of his cock head rubbing hard at her walls sapped most coherent thoughts out of her head.
Well…all but the most ridiculous ones.
'I'm like a chocobo…' Tifa's mind managed to piece together through the pounding.
Thankfully, the thought of Cloud using her skirt to ride her like a rancher wrangling the giant bird didn't at all offend her. If anything, the imagined visual made her a little giddy, at how absurd they no doubt looked. Then again, that feeling of happiness could just be the bubbling orgasm she felt building in her core.
"I'm cumming in ten seconds…and I'm not waiting for you!" Tifa was able to blurt out over her numb tongue. "If you don't match up with me this time, you only get a pity handjob!"
She heard a distant laugh from somewhere behind her as she felt Cloud gently slapping her ass in rebuke.
"When did you get so selfish in bed?" Cloud teased, even as he began picking up his pace to find his own release. "You're starting to sound like some mayor's daughter! Nothing like the sweet and demure Tifa Lockhart I know and love."
The sudden jolt in her spine was…unexpected. The tingling sensation in the rest of her anatomy…even more so. It was a weird mixture of pleasure and pain that had almost cut off all the oxygen to her brain.
And Cloud had done it with just a single four letter word.
'That's not fair. He shouldn't be saying that…not even as a joke.'
Tifa never realized it was possible for the heart orgasm, and realistically…it probably wasn't. But she had no better way to describe what her chest did when she heard the last word come out of her best friend's mouth. It was like the world had stopped to a standstill the moment that last syllable passed his lips. And oxymoronic time dilation where her environment seemed frozen, but that little organ or her's seemed to only speed up. It's erratic beat only going faster, till she was sure it was just a red blur.
And just when it hit its crescendo…it clenched hard . The muscle compressed till she was sure it was going to either pop or explode, leaving her spirit to ascend into the Lifestream.
In that moment, in that second , Tifa was sure it was one of the greatest things she had ever experienced.
Would ever experience.
Only for her to cum a split second later.
"I'm cumming!"
So overwhelmed by the sensations of her body, both inside and out, Tifa could only vaguely register herself going limp. Her torso dropped like a sack of potatoes as the fighter slacked in Cloud's grip, only his hands at her hips keeping her bottom half upright.
"Wait, wait! I'm not there yet!"
If she had been in the right mind to, Tifa would have laughed at the feeling of Cloud trying to frantically pick up the pace.
000
"Some ground rules for living with me."
Red could only eye the Avalanche leader speculative, the big man who was to be his roommate for the foreseeable future. It was decided that the young warrior would stay with the man and his daughter till a more permanent solution could be devised. Either an isolated safe house he can call his own or whenever his new friends were able to sneak him out of the city.
That last one left him a little uncertain, though.
"I'm in bed by 9 and up by 4. I gotta get up early and get things ready for Marlene's school days. That's how it's been…and that's how it's gonna stay. As far as you're concerned, everything we do in this home revolves around her. You get me?"
The red lion nodded along absentmindedly.
As much as Nanaki would like to return to Cosmo Canyon and her people…the fight for Gaia was happening here, in Midgar. A seemingly endless struggle between Shinra and those brave few willing to stand up to them. What right did he have to do any less? To simply go home and whittle his day's away patrolling the land as people fought and died in the capital?
"We use the basement for meetings…so either join in or cover your ears. If you start learning our secrets, then I expect you to pull your weight!"
Well…maybe he was being a little dramatic. It wasn't like there was a giant meteor on its way to destroy the planet, after all. Just a powerful elite, trying to suck up all of the planet's lifeblood and potentially damning them all to an uncertain after life.
No, the problems were more subtle but just as important. And the principles of the matter still stood as far as Nanaki was concerned.
"-and another thing!...Actually, just to make sure…are you potty trained? If not, let me know now so I can find you a spare bucket, cause–"
It didn't help that he was kind of at fault for the current crisis. Who would have thought that killing Hojo would get such a response from Shinra? The madman was a brilliant scientist, no one could deny that…but was he worth so many innocent lives in the slum? All so the power Company could get some retribution?
Well…someone up top certainly thought so.
And to leave now would cause the red lion's morals to be at odds with each other. How can he claim to be a righteous warrior, if his own thoughts and feelings were in conflict? A guardian weighed down by self doubt and self recrimination made for a poor protector.
But what was the solution?
Home and comfort or duty and hardship?
The answer should be simple…yet, endlessly complicated.
Even in his heart, it unfortunately wasn't so clean cut.
But as grandpa would say, sometimes there are no easy answers. If the mind struggled then you must look deeper into your being. If the heart falters, then you must look beyond and assess the consequences of your actions. And if the future remains unknowing or bleak and you can't trust yourself…then look around you and believe in those by your side.
As Nanaki moved his singular eye to scan the room of Avalanche members–people who have dedicated their lives to stopping Shinra's tyranny and saving Gaia– the young warrior knew his answer.
And it was a surprisingly uncomplicated one.
"-and I don't really cook…so if you get the midnight cravings you're either gonna have to prepare beforehand or go scavenge the kitchens for something. You can take some stuff from my stash but no touching anything with an "M" post-it! Those are off limits! Trust me…you do not want a 4 year old crying in the middle of the–"
"So…" Nanaki cut in, his mind and heart surprising light now that he had found his resolve. "How are you going to explain my presence to Marlene?"
"Oh…uhhh…hmmm..."
000
As Tifa heard Cloud chuckling above her, she half-heartedly considered biting down. Not enough to break the skin of course, she wasn't cruel, but…just a bit to let him know she didn't share his humor.
'It'd certainly teach him a lesson!'
But then again, she shouldn't have so… instinctually …begin sucking him off.
She couldn't help it!
What was Cloud thinking, dangling his cock near her face after another round of lovemaking had finished? It was practically a "signal" that he wanted her to clean him up! So…as a dear friend, of course she reached out with her tongue! Furthermore, Tifa had done it hundreds of times before…so it only made sense that her body moved on its own. So the fault wasn't with her…
Besides, it was only polite to lick up the mess!
As she pulled back her head and tongued him around the ballsack, Tifa knew it would also mean less body fluid to clean up later. Very efficient. Or…tomorrow, if she was too exhausted and Cloud had to carry her home. So, it was a practical solution…and the barmaid was nothing if not sensible!
And really…what if Tifa didn't!?
What if…Cloud ended up getting a rash or something? All because she wasn't being diligent? And…that kept him from having sex for a few hours? For a few days even!?
Talk about worst case scenario…
Although, deepthroating him for a full minute was…a little indulgent.
Sucking gently on the tip to make sure there was nothing in the vein still, Tifa had to wonder what would she and the rest of the girls even do with their spare time in that scenario?
The thought of trying to get back into her old hobbies just seemed so…dull.
"And here I thought we didn't have time?" Cloud lightly mocked, a contrast to how gently he was running his hands through her hair. Licking the underside, Tifa chanced a glance up to his face …and, yup…he was smirking again. Now she was seriously considering giving him that bite…or maybe just a nip on the side? "Weren't you scared of us getting caught? Giving me a "loving" blowjob isn't exactly fast Teef."
"Oh, please…you practically shoved this thing in my face." The barmaid countered, taking a moment to give her jaw a rest but using her hand to keep stroking him. No point in wasting her hard work and letting him go soft. It hadn't happened before, with either her or Jessie, but why take the risk? "If I didn't…you'd start brooding in the corner and glare at your dick, wondering what went wrong."
"I-I don't do that…or would do that–"
"Yeah? You sure about that?" Tifa cut in, not willing to let up on her teasing. Straightening up on her knees, she placed that absurd length of his between her breasts. Not giving him a second to think or organize his thoughts, the barmaid began pumping him through her cleavage. "I still remember that one morning I had to go to the bar early and Jessie had to go run an errand. You couldn't get your morning "wake up call", so you spent the whole day on your stool pouting and giving me puppy dog eyes!"
"Huh? Wha– no…I-I, uh…had…um."
Cloud's nearly inarticulate response was not quick, his full attention absorbed by her motions and its sensations. The half-lidded eyes let her know he was mesmerized and his focus dulled to the world.
Tifa couldn't hold back her giggle.
That seemed to snap him out of his daze, because the next second Cloud put his hands over hers, stopping the boobjob. The touch was light, hardly enough power behind it to force her into holding still. No…it was the look in his eyes that got her to pause. The challenge in his blues that got her hot under the collar, an anticipation of what he was about to do…what he was about to do to her.
"Well, if we're bringing up old memories…" Cloud began, slowly moving his hips, starting a new pace as he pumped in and out. "I remember a certain someone getting all huffy when I–"
Tifa barely registered the rest of his words, she was too entranced by the bright smile on his face, the openness of his expression. Cloud was just so… relaxed . A far cry from the usual guarded look he carried after they reunited, or even the stoic one he wore when they were children. It was like all the worries and burdens of the world were no longer weighing him down, if only for these brief moments of intimacy.
And goodness, the cheeky words coming from this man!
She absolutely loved it!
Their little moments of banter always made her so… happy . It was reminiscent of their childhood, a time where it seemed like there was no barrier in what they could say or do with each other. A time when she could run into the Strife cottage, at the crack of dawn, and jump on Cloud to wake him up.
It was…startling to realize that Cloud's sexual addiction seemed to be good for his soul, a physical outlet and release to help sooth whatever it was that troubled him. That revelation caused a small ball of guilt to form in her gut, that her attempt to curb his appetite was causing more harm than good. The depressing fact that she basically let her small town hang-ups blind her to the benefits her best friend got from having so much sex. Cloud grew up in Nibelheim with her, he knew just as well as her the social trappings of having that kind of unusal reputation.
She should have given him more credit.
Because of course, Cloud wasn't just sleeping around due to having loose morals…he was coping. Trying to fight whatever physical or mental ailments he was suffering from, the source of whatever was causing his headaches and memory loss. And no doubt trying to deal with all the horrors he may have seen or done during his time as a Soldier under the Company's umbrella.
If there was a better solution…what made her think he wouldn't have already done it?
The fact that Cloud actually seemed to get better, after sleeping with her and her friends, was "proof in the pudding" as Claudia would say. No more headaches at random, memory seemed to be improving by the day, and most importantly...he stopped acting like such a jerk to everyone and more like the sweet boy she knew.
As for him enjoying it so much…well, that kind of just came with the territory of having so much sex, didn't it? Tifa herself was proof of that concept, that over the course of just a week, she had become…rather slutty. Because how else would you describe frequently kissing another woman or getting into the routine of waking Cloud up by sucking him off? Plus…he was just so rock-hard all the time, that it was just an overall practical solution for him to have as much sex as he could. If he didn't, the sheer sexual frustration would drive even the calmest and level headed person crazy.
If someone had told the barmaid she couldn't have as much sex as she wanted…she'd probably end up punching a wall.
As Tifa opened her mouth to let Cloud push his head past her lips, the rest of his length still snug between her breasts, she was very glad that she had two girls already lined up to join.
The fact that Kyrie and Aerith seemed so willing, to the point of even discussing it in the open, was…a pleasant surprise. The barmaid thought she might've had to wait months before such an offer could be floated their way. It certainly took a lot of the pressure and awkwardness of having to start such a conversation with them.
While Tifa still didn't like the idea of him sleeping around with strangers…sleeping with her friends? Well…that was a different story altogether. One where Cloud wouldn't be taken advantage of due to his unusual coping mechanism, or cause unnecessary problems with her and the current girls. She's stepped into enough situations of multiple people fighting over Jessie's attention, to know that was not a path she wanted to tread.
But she would need to have a proper conversation with those two girls before anything could–
"Hey, I'm almost there…where do you want it?" Cloud asked panting, his hips a blur of motion even as his face strained from the effort of holding back his orgasm.
Feeling a little evil, Tifa kept on sucking the tip as she took her sweet time to consider…even when she already knew the answer. Watching him squirm a bit, would never not be fun to watch. And she could admit to herself, but never essay out loud, that she enjoyed the weird rush of power she got when Cloud strained under her hands. Almost made her want to keep bullying him just a bit more, but as he looked down at her with those puppy eyes of his…her heart melted.
So…instead of answering him, Tifa pulled her lips back. She closed her eyes and tilted her head down, mouth wide open.
000
"How come I can't stay?" Nellie asked stubbornly, not liking the secretive looks between Jessie and Nayo. "I got…something I want to ask Tifa and I don't want to wait..."
She hated how small her voice got at the end, but the thought that she was...well, indirectly asking permission to lose her virginity was kind of… embarrassing . It wasn't exactly the kind of thing she ever thought she needed to get past another girl in order to accomplish…but life was strange like that. Although, the emotion Nellie was starting to feel more angry than anything, given that her "friends" were trying to kick her out of the bar. Oh, they didn't say it in so many words…but the fact that they were trying to get her to follow Aerith and Kyrie back to sector 5 and give the newbies a crash course in Avalanche "etiquette" made the implication clear.
Even more damning was that Jessie, with Nayo's help, had subtly cleared out the building…had only reinforced that hypothesis. Just some small suggestions here, a couple of reminders there, and suddenly it was just the girls standing in the dining room…minus Yuffie of course.
The twosome indicated that they should all try to act as normal as possible until the infiltration mission was kicked into full gear.
A reminder to Biggs and Wedge to go do their early evening patrols with the Neighborhood Watch…and maybe do a little extra for flaking on Wymer? An admonishment for Barret to pick up Marlene from her playdate at one of her friend's houses…but maybe take her out for some icecream for being such a good girl? Even Nayo gave a pointed look at the clock, telling Billy-Bob and Polk they had to start their late shift jobs in the maintenance tunnels, and while they're down there hopefully catch Finn up on all the latest events? Jessie, face full of concern, suggested to Red to try to get some much needed sleep in the basement after his ordeal with Shinra. And shouldn't Yuffie and Sonon touch base with their government, maybe see what kind of support they could offer for the upcoming operation?
Jessie even straight up pushed a room key into Kyrie's hand and told the Fivers to go pick up any stuff they might need…and meet back tonight at Stargazer for a "girl meeting". Whatever the hell that was supposed to be…and NO , Nellie was not jealous that she was apparently not included. She had better things to do…like thinking over what exactly she was going to say to Tifa when the barmaid finally made her appearance.
So by and large, all innocent…if not for the sly looks they kept shooting to the backroom door. Even worse when they noticed her still sitting on the bar stool…and strongly suggested she go join Aerith and Kyrie.
She was 90% certain it had something to do with the fact that Cloud and Tifa had disappeared hours ago, no doubt fucking each other into oblivion. The blonde had wanted to ask the barmaid for permission to "borrow" the Soldier the moment they first arrived, maybe get the same arrangement that Jessie and Nayo seemed to have. But the sudden flux of events and new people arriving forced her to bite her tongue, not wanting to put her personal business out into the open.
Nellie knew she was too short, depressingly plain looking with bright hair that was a bit or an eyesore, skinny to the point of being considered underfed, and a personality that bordered on boring if not prickly. All that in mind, she needs a sales pitch to convince the fighter why she deserved a spot among all the other bombshells currently having sex with Cloud. More importantly…she needed to ask now, or all her courage would escape her, and she'd end up burying her head in the sand again, letting life pass her by.
"Um…what is it?" Nayo asked, looking genuinely curious. "Maybe me and Jessie can ask Tifa for you when we see her?"
"No, no…it's personal." Nellie deflected lamely, not wanting to say what she wanted. Any other time she might be willing, especially around these ladies who were her friends…maybe even get their advice on how they manage to convince the barmaid to share her boyfriend with them. But considering Aerith and Kyrie were waiting patiently by the entrance for her and might hear everything…better safe than sorry. "Besides, depending on how the conversation goes, there might not even be anything to say."
"Oh Nellie…" Jessie said sympathetically, before a wide teasing smile bloomed on her face and the redhead gave her a knowing look. "I think I know exactly what it is you want to ask Tifa…" The mechanic enveloped her in a hug, whispering her next words. "And I can tell you here and now, you'll get a very enthusiastic yes."
"W-wha– I d-don't…h-how did you…?"
"Cause one, you're not very subtle with hard you've been ogling at Cloud's ass, sweetie. If you stared any harder, you'd burn a hole through his pants. And two…you're too smart to not have figured out the jist of what was going on, although I don't think any of us were very subtle about it." Jessie pulled back from the embrace to hold Nellie at arms length, running a critical eye over her. "But more importantly, three…you were probably the first person we wanted to ask to join us. You didn't really think me and Tifa weren't gonna include you at some point, did you?"
"N-no…but this is just…" Nellie trailed off lamely, mind stalling and not sure how to respond to the revelations. But in contrast her heart felt warm at the idea that her friends were gonna include her at some point. How did they know she'd be cool with it? Did they…know about her scrapbook? Or stumble across her diary at some point? No…they wouldn't have invaded her privacy like that, the blonde probably just wasn't as sneaky as she thought…or they probably just knew her too well and could guess. It was possible…
Sometimes the redhead's people skills were a little too spot on.
"Trust me, you would've been next if Nayo here didn't jump the line." Jessie said, pointing a thumb back at the glasses girl, who looked torn on whether she should be offended or not. "As for what we're trying to do right now? Well…let's just say what I'm planning is gonna be a little too overwhelming for a girl's first time." Nellie could only blush at the insulation. If the mechanic said it was too much…then it was probably too much. "So for now…go help Aerith and Kyrie, then the three of you can drag your cute butts back to Stargazer. And then we'll have our "girl meeting" and set some ground rules."
"Wait…you mean them too?" Nellie asked in shock, just barely stopping herself from turning around to stare at the new recruits.
"Yup! Practically spilled their guts to Tifa, when they thought she wasn't listening!"
"Just how many–"
"Nuh uh, the time for talking is over missy." Jessie said with fake sternness, wagging a finger in the blonde's face even as she grinned wide. "All will be discussed tonight…and ground rules set. And maybe we'll have a celebration to commemorate this new beautiful sisterhood of ours? Who knows…we'll play it by ear. But for now…" The redhead turned Nellie around and gave her a gentle kick in the butt. "Now go give our junior terrorist a crash on all things Avalanche. But try to be back at the apartment by at least 7 tonight!"
"Okay…" Nellie said a little dazedly, walking in wobbly legs towards the entrance where the other girls were. She had been hit with a proverbial tidal wave of information, and her mind was still trying to process it. It was a lot to take in, but one thing was clear…she was going to have sex with Cloud!
'No.' She thought a little lightheaded as she reached Aerith and Kyrie, giving each girl a once over. 'We're gonna have sex with Cloud.'
000
"Are you going to tell me what's on your mind, or am I gonna drag it out of you?" Tifa asked, panting a little but never stopping her hips.
Even with most of her focus on riding Cloud–swiveling as she went up and down, hands splayed on his chest and his own gripping her waist–she couldn't help notice the intense look he was sending her way. It wasn't the usually lust filled one, the kind that got her blood boiling and her core clenching, but a tender one…dare she say, even a loving one. Like she was the only girl in the world, that even if the mysterious and bewitching princess of Wutai made her appearance…he wouldn't look away.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" Cloud asked, sliding his hands up to cup her breast and lightly squeeze.
"Maybe once or twice…" Tifa managed to gasp out, as she felt him starting to thrust back up into her, matching her pace for pace. And it was true…during their moments of passion he would say it, when they were resting in an afterglow he would whisper it. But…looking deep into her eyes as he told her was…new. And, probably for the hundredth time since they managed to sneak away, it got her heart beating embarrassingly fast. Her praise kink was going to get her in trouble one day. "But I wouldn't say no to you telling me more often. Every girl likes to hear it…if it's the right person who does it."
Tifa blushed the moment the words were out of her mouth, the embarrassment almost wanted to smack herself on the forehead for sounding so needy. He must think she had some crazy ego to be demanding that he flatter her more. But instead of backtracking, she squeezed her inner muscles harder, putting more force behind her humping…all in hopes of fucking her words out of his mind.
It didn't quit work…if the smirk on his face was any indication.
Cloud pulled her torso down till they were chest to chest, arms circling her back, and gave Tifa a long kiss. The feeling of his lips and tongue, in conjunction with the sensations of his shallow but quick thrusts, fried any conscious thought or worry out of her head. Once again, like he had many times before, the Soldier had her at his mercy…his silly plaything as she tried to hold on for dear life and not black out.
And Tifa could honestly admit to herself…she wouldn't want it any other way.
"Then I'll tell you everyday." Cloud said, once he pulled away from their liplocking, hands moving once again, but this time resting on her bottom. "Just twice a day though, wouldn't want you getting an ego. If you want any more then you're gonna have to earn it Lockhart."
"O-oh…?" Tifa managed to get out, kind of proud that she was able to form a word when she felt her friend hitting her at just the right angle. Biting her bottom lip a little to regain a bit of control, especially since the rest of her body was numb with overwhelmed nerves, she managed to get a few full sentences out. "A-and what's your price mister?" She teased, proud of how steady she sounded. "A foot massage? Gross. An extra helping of dessert maybe? You'll have to fight Marlene for that privilege. A three o'clock blowjob? Now that I think I can pencil you in–"
"A date." Cloud said suddenly, cutting through her lame jokes, causing her brain to stutter. "Never did get our outing because of all that's been happening…a night out on the town, a chance to dress up in our fancy clothes. Mine's still gathering dust in our closet."
His words managed to reboot her system, giving her the strength to push off his chest and sit up unsteadily, but mindful that they were still connected. The barmaid didn't want to cause any "accidents", after all. She didn't want to quiet wake up from this dream just yet.
"A date?" Tifa echoed his words, peering down into his blues to see how sincere he was being. While they had developed a "friends with benefits", plus some, scenario between them…she didn't want him asking her out out of obligation or some misguided form of chivalry. While they had an unusual situation, she was a big girl, and more or less knew what she was doing. But no, all she saw in his irises…was affection and happiness. The sight of it on his face made her feel strangely light, like she had found the answer to some unknown question. "I-if that what you want–"
"It is." Cloud said firmly, giving her thigh a reassuring squeeze, before smirking a little. "Fair warning though…I expect more than just one. You can't one and done me, Lockhart. I'm like a payment plan. So, a date at least once a week if we can manage…and I expect to be guided to all the best spots and places to eat. If It doesn't have a Tifa's seal of approval I don't want to get within a hundred feet of it."
"But of course. And why am I not surprised that I'll be planning the date?" Tifa asked sarcastically, rolling her eyes even as she giggled a little. The sight of the boyish smile he gave her had warmth blooming in her chest at full force, giving her overflowing energy. She had to do something, anything! And feeling his length twitching inside her, she knew just what. Trailing her hands down Cloud's arms till they interlocked fingers, she began slowly gyrating her hips again. "Just so you know…I'm gonna take you to all the expensive places and make you pay for it!"
"Wouldn't have it any other way." Cloud grunted out, now matching her as she sped up.
"I'm gonna order three servings of every meal, and eat you under the table!" Tifa laughed a little, as he let her force his hands down near his head.
"I love a girl with an appetite. It just means…she's got energy for later." Her best friend said with a dirty grin, his implication loud and clear.
"What? You expect me to put out on the first date?" She mocked with a smile, hovering her body over his as she went harder, feeling her orgasm building.
"I have to get my money's worth, don't I?"
"Well…I think I'm worth a few pretty dresses." Tifa jokingly threatened, her breath mingling with Cloud's, as she leaned lower. Even moving her hips frantically, she managed to nip at his lips. "So let's add cloth shopping to the list. I don't want you thinking I'm some easy target."
"Oh…just kill me now…"
"Well, with that attitude buster–"
"Knock, knock lovebirds!"
At the sudden third voice, Tifa immediately dropped her body on Cloud's to cover herself…not that it would stop whoever intruded from getting an eyeful of what was going on below.
"Jessie? Nayo!? What the fuck?" Cloud growled out angrily as he reached over to the edge of the blanket to cover the both of them. Which…unfortunately didn't do much besides hide her left arm and leg.. "And saying "knock, knock" is not the same as actually knocking!"
"I did! Practically slammed my hand across the wood trying to get your attention. But no response." Jessie said in mock-offense, putting one hand on her hip as she eyed their naked figures. "You and wifey have been fucking for the last couple of hours and missed the party–"
"Three to be precise." Nayo said, adjusting her glasses primly as she let her gaze wander, tilting her head a little to see the goods.
"Right!" The redhead confirmed, with one digit pointed upwards. "The two of us had to run interference when people started asking where you guys were. And despite it going against my morals…I lied, for you. You're welcome by the way"
"Right…I'm sure you did it out of the goodness of your heart." Cloud said sarcastically, sitting up a little.
In any other situation, Tifa would be scrambling for her clothes, but…it wasn't like Jessie hadn't already seen all there was to see. As for Nayo…well, she was gonna see it all eventually too at some point. So instead, she sat up and turned slightly to look at her friends, glaring a little at each of them.
"Well…get in or get out, but close the door." Tifa said, turning her attention back to Cloud, firmly pushing him back down so they could continue. "You're letting all the cold air in–"
"Nope! As much as I would like to jump in there…you two are going to have to move this party somewhere else." Jessie cheerfully cut in, idly plucking a jar of pickles off the shelf to read the label. "I wasn't kidding that you horny kids have been going at it for hours. Everyone has either gotten on with their day or–in Barret's case–is due to be back soon. Me and Nayo tried to play for time, but Marlene might walk through those doors in the next twenty minutes. I would think you two wouldn't want to traumatize a four year old."
That causes her and Cloud to freeze up. They stared at each other for whatt felt like an eternity, before the barmaid truned around again to regard the other girls
"Five minutes?" Tifa asked uncertaintly.
Nayo only stifled a laugh as Jessie quirked an amused eyebrow.
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Sorry for the late chapter. I had a wedding to go to...and I was a groomsman, so a lot of drinking and a lot of planning was happending. And of course the recovery afterwards, as I fought for my life lol.
So some good news and bad news. Bad new, no were not gonna get a foursome next chapter, as much as I wanted to write it. I would have bogged down story progress. Good news though, your gonna get introduced to a lot of the new girls in the next couple of chapters. So if your favorite hasn't already been introduced, they might make an appearance.
Fun Fact: Nellie's current personality is based off of OG Jessie's, who was considered to be a lot more shy and demure but with a stubborn streak.
Fun Fact 2: From oldest to yougest; Jessie 23, Aerith 22, Nellie 21, Tifa 20, Nayo 20, Kyrie 19, Yuffie 16