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Little Boy Blue	By : dianetaylor Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female > Cloud/Tifa Views: 4236 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII nor the characters found therein. I do not make any money off this fan fiction.

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- 1-Little Boy Blue I
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A/N: I do not condone nor support pedophilia. This should be read as artistic expression ONLY.

Just thinking about someone discovering her secret made her cheeks flame in horror and embarrassment.
Tifa never told anyone about her secret hobby and took special pains to hide it from Cloud. Her relationship with him at reached a bit of a dry spell – what would he think of her if he discovered her secret? What would anyone else she knew think if they found it? It really wasn’t a hobby so much as it was a fetish. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was the type of fetish she had.
Ever since Yuffie had shown her one Wutaian comic book in particular, she had been hooked on them. She loved visiting Edge bookstores, but if she wanted her preferred comic books, she went outside Edge, just in case she were spotted by someone who knew her. If she ordered them online, she took special care to be present when the package arrived to whisk it away to privacy. Her newfound awareness was born after an incident when Cloud started to open one of her packages before she could get to it (apparently, he had been contracted for that delivery by the bookstore she ordered the comic books from). She hid the books carefully among her clothes in her dresser and did not open the drawer when Cloud or the kids were in the room, in case they should get an accidental view of a cover.
Her hiding cost her a great deal of energy, and she had to admit, there was quite a bit of guilt that went with the territory of reading them. But what was she to do?
For the moment, hiding was perfectly easy. Cloud was away on a local delivery and she had a chance to read some of her favorite comic books after she took the kids to school. She spent much of her morning reading, cooking, reading, cleaning and reading. These were the mornings she truly relished ever since the kids had started school and Cloud had taken on more delivery jobs.
As she pondered her relationship with him, she tried to think over why they had reached a “slow” point in their relationship. Everything seemed to be quite rosy these days. Marlene and Denzel were doing well in school and at home, Tifa’s bar business had grown considerably, and Cloud seemed more tranquil than any other time she had ever known him. Early afternoons were spent together as a family, reading the kids’ favorite books and watching a little TV. Everything, in short, was perfect. In spite of the perfection, it felt as though there was something missing between her and Cloud. Tifa couldn’t put her finger on it, no matter how long she thought. And, granted, the subject matter of her current comic book was distracting – she couldn’t think seriously while she had it in her hand.
After Tifa finished her last chore, she slowly walked up the stairs and down the hall into Cloud’s office, her nose in her book the entire time. She settled down into his chair and tucked her feet under her. She quickly became engrossed in her comic book, so much so that she almost didn’t hear the front door open and close softly. As soon as she registered the noises, she suspected she knew who it was. Her ears kept excellent memory – Cloud was the only one who went through the door like that. And yet, his presence created a dilemma.
That’s odd, Tifa thought. Cloud shouldn’t be home this early.
She quickly stuffed her comic book between the papers in Cloud’s desk and got up to stand close to the wall, behind the open door. She heard light footsteps ascend the stairs and begin walking down the hallway. Normally, he came into his study to stash his delivery receipts into various piles, the order to which only he was privy, but this time, he didn’t come in. She heard the footsteps enter her and Cloud’s bedroom and close the door.
That’s odd, Tifa thought again.
She began to get up to see what Cloud was up to, but then remembered her comic book stuffed between his papers.
If she didn’t take care of it soon, he would inevitably discover it. She couldn’t take it into their room – Cloud was in there. It would have to stay for the time being. She would have to be sure to sneak it back to her dresser drawer later.
Tifa walked down the hallway and placed her hand on their bedroom doorknob. She realized she was holding her breath and her heart was pounding, but she didn’t understand why. She turned the knob and pushed open the door.
The first thing she saw were little bare feet dangling and swinging on the side of her bed. The miniature knees and shins were perfect, not a bruise nor scrape anywhere to be seen. Tiny hands were laid on the edge of the bed, preceded by short, slender arms. Surprised that a child would be in her room, her eyes snapped up and she stared into the boy’s face. He appeared to be no more than ten to twelve years of age, but familiar blue eyes gazed into hers. Familiar blonde hair, stuck up on end, swayed with his rocking motions. He smiled at her.
“Hi,” he said shyly. His voice was just like that of a young boy’s!
Tifa could not believe her eyes. She tried to say his name several times, but barely succeeded.
“C-C-Cloud?” Her voice was pitched higher than usual.
The boy – Cloud – nodded. Tifa’s gaped at him and stared.
“Are you…wondering how I got this way?” He asked hesitantly.
“Just a little,” Tifa replied with the understatement of the year. She could feel her heart ramming in her ears.
“I discovered a Youth Materia and used it to my advantage,” he stated proudly. He nodded his head and smiled, wriggled his toes.
Tifa still could not believe what she was seeing. She sat down beside him and touched his face, touched his chin and nose with her fingertips. Cloud watched her every move, gauging her reaction.
She wanted to know why, but she was afraid of the answer. Her mind immediately flew to that conclusion…
“Do you want to know why?” He asked with a little laughter.
Tifa pressed her lips together and licked them. I’ll go for broke, she thought.
“Why?” She whispered.
Cloud swung his tiny knees and legs over and knelt beside her on the bed, holding her eyes the whole time.
“You’re not as good as hiding as you thought you were,” he replied with a saucy wink.
Tifa could have died. She was speechless. Her whole body felt hot with the steam of shame. She wanted to sink through the floorboards and disappear.
Cloud touched her shoulder and her eyes met with his face, full of compassion and gentle humor.
“I don’t think badly of you for liking something that uses paper and ink,” he said slowly. He shuffled forward and kissed her cheek – a tentative kiss, Tifa realized. She suddenly understood that he was putting himself out there for her. Only for her. When she knew, her heart was touched.
“But this is a little more than paper and ink!” Tifa whispered.
“Not really,” Cloud replied. “I’m still the Cloud you know – I just appear to be a kid. There’s a key word in there. And I wouldn't have used my Youth Materia if I hadn’t wanted to give you a new sort of satisfaction.”
A new sort of satisfaction? Of course, Cloud wouldn’t do anything he was uncomfortable with, but the concept of doing anything with Cloud in his childlike state set off blaring alarms in Tifa’s head. And yet, the thought was deeply tempting, but Tifa still struggled.
“No one has to know,” he whispered in her ear, his hot breath electrifying her nerves, in spite of herself.
“No one but us. And I’ll always be your Cloud,” he reiterated to reassure her.
He kissed her ear lobe with his tiny lips. Her resolve fringed and collapsed.
She kissed his mouth, breathing in the scent of his sun-kissed skin. Her tongue found his and together, their mouths danced like old lovers. Cloud wrapped his skinny arms around her shoulder and neck and brought her closer. Despite the fact that she could wrap her arms around his body twice, he seemed to be as strong as he was usually.
Tifa kissed him with all the passion in her heart, but hesitated to kiss him anywhere else. Cloud sensed her hesitation and took the initiative: he kissed tiny trails down her neck and shoulders through her clothes, using his teeth and tongue to tease her. She eased back onto the bed and cuddled him close. He was so beautifully warm, as if his smaller size concentrated his warmth. Height upon height and with his head resting upon her breast, his toes touched the middle of her shins.
She lifted his shirt over his back and head and grazed her hands across his little, yet still heavily scarred, back. She felt of the valleys and crests in his back and touched each bone in his spine. Cloud stopped his kisses and raised one eyebrow.
“If you’re counting, they’re all there,” he said with a wry smirk.
Tifa laughed while Cloud bobbed on her stomach with the up and down motion of her belly. He began kissing her collarbone again but gave her an order.
“Touch me,” he commanded.
She looked for assurance from him and he nodded. Slowly, she allowed her fingers to creep past his beltline and into the front of his pants between them. She touched him a little further south and discovered that he was perfectly erect, but his erection was quite miniature. Tifa decided she preferred the “regularly sized” Cloud, but wanted to see how far Cloud would take them.
“Do you want me to take my trousers off?” He asked. Tifa nodded breathlessly.
Cloud got up on his knees and shucked off his pants easily. Kicking them off to the other side of the room, he laid down beside Tifa.
She watched him carefully and reached a hand down to his tiny erection. She fondled the tip of the head and when he reacted, tensing his thigh muscles and squeezing his eyes shut, she gently stroked the underside of his shaft with three fingers. She rested her fourth finger under his balls and used it to massage them and encourage them closer to his body. Tifa cradled Cloud’s head in the crook of her arm, leaned down and kissed him tenderly, but Cloud demanded her mouth’s full attention and kissed her hard.
Moments after she sped up her ministrations to Cloud’s erection, he broke their kiss and clapped his little hands over hers.
“If you don’t stop now…” he said, his eyes full of meaning.
“You’re young,” Tifa teased. “I think you can get another erection just as easily.”
She slid her fingers up and down his shaft and traced the round of the head more quickly. She felt his balls suddenly contract and before she knew it, he cried out as his warm essence dripped down the back of her hand.
“I’m sorry,” Cloud groaned. “It felt too good.”
Tifa smiled. “I’m glad,” she said and leaned over to plant a kiss on his cheek. She cuddled him with her whole body; Cloud took the chance to reach a sneaky hand up underneath the front of Tifa’s skirt. He quickly found what he was looking for.
“You’re soaked,” he said. His expression was one of male pride – he was the source of her arousal.
Tifa blushed and smiled.
“Now it’s your turn to take your clothes off,” he ordered and sat back on his heels beside her to watch.
She acquiesced and pulled her work shirt over her head. Unsnapping her bra, she slid it off over her arms and wriggled her way out of her jeans and underwear. A clear string of her aroused essence hung between her cleft and her panties. Quickly, she tossed them aside and hoped Cloud hadn’t noticed.
He had. When she snuck a look at his face, he was beaming.
Cloud settled his little body in her lap and kissing her mouth, eyelids, cheeks and temples. “I was afraid you weren’t going to go for this.”
“I didn’t dream that you would even do this,” Tifa replied.
“I’ll do anything for the one I love,” he said and pressed his chest to hers, bringing their pounding hearts close together.
He wriggled his hand between her closed thighs and she opened herself to him. With his tiny fingers, he explored her wet nether lips and the erect button at the top of her slit. He slowly pushed three fingers past her entrance and began to push in and out. Tifa’s inner walls shivered and she moaned.
“Touch yourself where you need it – I’ll take care of you here,” he said, continuing to rock his fingers inside her.
She didn’t even hesitate. Tifa’s own fingers crept past her breasts, over her belly and mound and to her aching pearl. She rubbed with two fingers and found herself hovering on the edge of her climax, but it was the sight of young Cloud kneeling between her legs, brow furrowed in concentration and the feeling of her own hand bumping up against his that did her in. With a cry, she came, her warm silk flooding onto his hand.
He looked up at her, licked and sucked his fingers. “You are delicious,” he said sweetly.
Tifa laughed in embarrassment and covered her face. Cloud playfully threw himself onto her belly and kissed the backs of her hands. She caught his fingers between her own and held them. Cloud realized that she wasn’t going to let them go without a fight and turned it into a wrestling match. Being a small boy didn’t matter – he retained his regular strength and easily pinned her to the mattress.
After the laughter subsided, Cloud’s face turned serious. “Can I…can you…kiss me?” He pointed down towards his growing erection.
“Of course,” Tifa replied. For a fleeting moment, she felt a hint of hesitation – after all, she was doing this with a boy half her age, even if the boy was Cloud and temporarily half his age. But gave him a quick kiss on the lips before scootching her body down the bed. She rested her hands on Cloud’s wee posterior and breathed her warm breath on him before applying her mouth and tongue to his penis.
She felt his hand in her hair contract and pull. “Gods, Tifa!” His child’s voice cried out.
Tifa tongued the head, took him all the way into her mouth and sucked. She decided if there was any asset to Cloud’s smaller size, it was that he wasn’t hitting the back of her throat. She rocked her mouth up and down the shaft, her forehead rubbing against his belly and in moments, she felt something hot and sticky spreading on her tongue. His finishing cry was lusty and loud while his fingers gripped fistfuls of her hair.
He collapsed into her waiting arms and she cradled his head on her shoulder.
“How was it?” She asked.
“Intense,” he replied and shivered.
Tifa chuckled and opened her legs again.
“While you’re getting back up,” she indicated his penis with her eyes, “I’m waiting for you down here, too,” she said with a smile.
Cloud hopped off her belly and brought his face close between her legs. Her eyelids rolled shut with the first lick and she bucked her hips with restraint when he began sucking on her clit. He reinserted his fingers and pushed against the sweetest spot in her whole body. He withdrew and snugged his fingers back in again. He went slowly at first and gradually gained speed, listening to Tifa’s cries and going faster according to their pitch.
Just when she was wet enough, Cloud pulled his fingers out and stopped sucking. She snapped her head up to look and Cloud was readying himself, positioning his erection at her entrance.
“Please, yes, goddesses, yes!” She cried.
He didn’t fill her like she was used to, but it didn’t matter at that moment. He was just enough to rub on her sweet spot constantly. She held him to her belly and he rammed into her with all his might. Their cries mingled and became more desperate.
“I’m going to…Tifa, I’m going to…!” Cloud cried.
“Do it,” Tifa whispered huskily and lifted her hips to crash into his. Cloud’s last pounds nearly blinded her with their sexual power. Her walls pulsed wildly around his erection. His finishing scream was deafening and she was certain she had squeezed the breath out of him.
They collapsed back onto the mattress, their fingers twining, their breaths curling through one another and they trembled together.
After several moments, Cloud pulled out and got off the bed. He rifled through his duffel bag on the floorand pulled out a glowing materia. Without explanation, he touched it to his chest and the material became one with him. He immediately grew and expanded back to his former adult size.
“That’s the Cloud I know and love,” Tifa said and grinned.
Cloud grinned in return, got back onto the bed and covered her entire body with his. Tifa reveled in the hot, heavy length of his body and he sighed in deep satisfaction.
She hesitated before she spoke again. “How did you know?” She asked.
He lazily turned his head towards her. “Yuffie showed me one of those comic books and told me she had given you some. When I saw all those receipts from the bookstores, I knew.”
Tifa pressed her lips together and shook her head. “And I worked so hard to keep it a secret.”
“It still is a secret – just between us,” Cloud said, smiling.
She chuckled and wiggled under him, adjusting her hips and felt something harden against her inner thigh.
Cloud cocked an eyebrow and smiled conspiratorially.
“Up for Round Two?” He asked.
There was only one answer she could give.
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