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Surely, She Ain't Serious	By : KSipesh Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female Views: 1917 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Surely, She Ain�t Serious

Chapter 10

As Tifa followed Cid back onboard the airship, she felt a knot form within her. She was growing anxious over what might happen, wondering if he was just going to try and take her straight to bed or�not? She didn�t know exactly what he had in mind, but figured that she would soon find out.

They walked onto the abandoned bridge of the ship and Cid pulled out yet another cigarette and lit up. He placed his hands on his hips and looked around, puffing with a bit of pride at his ship.

Tifa stood there in silence, admiring him. He was definitely an attractive man, and not in that quasi-androgynous sort of way that Vincent or perhaps Cloud were. A smile came to her lips.

Cid turned where he stood, wearing his usual smirk. The pilot caught her expression and plucked his cigarette from his mouth. "What?"

"Just admiring you, I guess." She clasped her hands in front of herself shyly, dropping her gaze away.

He huffed a little to himself before putting the cigarette back between his lips. The blond motioned with his right hand. "Ain�t no one here but us."

She figured this was the prelude to something happening and felt her heart accelerate. "Right�"

"Yeah." He scratched the back of his head and dropped his gaze to the floor. Part of him had intended to jump her the second they were alone on the ship, but now, he thought better of it. Oh, he intended to be with her again, but there was something to be said for at least trying to have a good time before hand. Not to mention�he was hungry. "So, you still up for that cold ration?"

Tifa�s smile returned, even wider than before. "That would really be great."

"Good deal." He turned and walked away. "I�ll be back in a sec."

She remained where she stood while he disappeared from view. Grabbing the collar of his jacket that she still wore, Tifa pulled it up to her face and took his scent off of it. Her eyes closed and she thought about their last encounter, and in doing so, grew aroused.

Cid soon strolled back in with two foil-packaged rations in his hands and yet another cigarette between his lips. He made his way over to Tifa and gave her a wink. "Here ya� go."

Tifa offered him a smile and accepted one of the two small packages. "Are we going to eat in here?"

Cid sat down on the floor and looked up at her. "Sure, why not? Ain�t done it before."

She couldn�t argue with that and landed in front of him, tearing open the ration carefully and examining its contents. They weren�t labeled on the outside, so it was always a surprise as to what was inside. "Oh, I got one of those turkey ones."

Cid knit his brow and looked down at his. "This is one of those damn noodle ones."

"I like those," she said, looking over. "If you want to trade, I will."

Eager to have the one she�d opened instead, Cid quickly pushed his over to her and claimed the other. Cid dug in and started eating with the plastic fork that came with the rations. After several minutes, he looked up at Tifa again. "Thirsty?"

"Yeah," she admitted. The rations were heavily salted and she was dying for something. "What do we have?"

He thought about what was in the cooler in the cargo area of the ship, recalling what was in there. "Few sodas, and I think I�ve got two or three of those beers left from that place in Kalm."

"If you don�t mind sharing, I�d like one of those," Tifa said shyly.

"Sure thing." Cid hopped up and walked out again. He went down a few decks until he reached the cooler and opened it. Within, he spotted his precious and dwindling stash of beer and grabbed two of the remaining three bottles. Normally, he didn�t share these with anyone, but for Tifa, he�d make an exception. Bottles in hand, he made his way back to the bridge.

Once back, he sat where he had been and flipped the cap off both bottles before handing one over to Tifa. She accepted it with a thanks and a giggle.

Cid watched her as she brought her bottle up to her lips. Her tongue darted out and licked the top of it before she put it to her lips and drank. Although Cid knew she wasn�t even really aware that she tended to do that before drinking from a bottle, it was something that he�d noticed a long while back and it generally had the effect of turning him on-- this time being no different.

Tifa caught his stare as she set the bottle back down on the floor. "What?"

There was an obvious blush on the pilot�s cheeks and he felt a sweat break on his skin. He swallowed hard and shifted his position slightly, dropping his gaze away from her. "Just�I really like you, Tif."

She reached forward and placed a hand on his knee. The smile was still lingering on her lips. "I�I really like you, too."

A dozen questions instantly came to Cid�s mind, but he didn�t have the nerve to ask her any of them. Maybe this just wasn�t the time to ask her if she�d reconsider going back to Midgar and the like. Then again, when was it going to be the right time? No matter, tonight wasn�t something he was willing to waste by depressing himself by finding out that she would in no way change her mind.

Instead, he covered her hand with his and looked into her eyes once more. "So�any chance you�ll let me kiss you again?"

Before the words got completely from him, Tifa was already on her knees and crawling toward him. She closed her eyes and pressed her mouth against his. Cid brought his hands up and framed her face as he invaded her mouth, his tongue playing against hers.

Tifa moved forward more, pushing the pilot backward until he was lying on the floor and she was hovering over him. She pulled back for a moment and looked down into his eyes. "Cid?"

He looked up at her, panting to catch his breath, and clear his mind from the burn of his arousal. "Yeah?"

"Do you want to go to one of our rooms?" she asked, growing anxious to seek some relief from her own anticipation.

"Hell no," Cid replied breathlessly and reaching up to grab the collar of the coat she was still wearing. "Here�right here."

Tifa sank down upon him as he pulled her by the jacket. She groaned as his arms wrapped around her and he once more crossed her lips. Easily able to feel his erection through both their clothing, Tifa pushed her hips forward against his, trying to create any precious friction between them.

Cid closed his eyes and rested his head against the deck plate as Tifa�s mouth left his and began to trail down his neck. "Tifa�"

"Yeah?" she whispered close to his ear.

"We don�t hafta do anything you don�t want�" The words almost pained him to say.

She pushed herself up on her arms and looked down into his eyes once more. "I want to, Cid�dear God, I want to."

Disbelieving that this was happening, Cid just blinked up at her silently. He realized that she was going to call the shots tonight, and he was willing to humor her. "Okay."

Tifa giggled a bit and then sat back on his thighs. With her hands trembling and her heart racing, she reached out and began to undo his belt.

Cid caught his breath as she did this, and closed his eyes again. He felt his belt finally give way and then his pants undone. The pilot lifted his hips up off the floor so that Tifa could pull his clothing down a little and expose him.

Hot in her excitement, Tifa pulled off the coat she was still wearing and tossed it over to the side. That done, she grasped his cock and stroked it gently, quirking her lips into a smile when she saw how he clutched at the deck and arched his back slightly at her touch.

Hearing her giggle quietly, Cid cracked open one of his eyes and looked at her. "Somethin� funny?"

"No," she sighed back, shaking her head.

Cid sat up a little, propping himself up on his arms. "Tif?"

She made no verbal response, instead, lowering down and grazing the end of his length with her tongue.

He held his breath and watched as she reenacted her earlier action with the bottle and licked him again before taking his stiffened flesh down into her throat. Cid growled and reached forward with one of his hands, entwining his fingers into her hair. "God�Tif�"

She worked at him slowly for several minutes, loving the way he writhed and bucked up gently to meet her when she began to withdraw. He was growing even harder and Tifa knew that if she wasn�t careful, she would drive him over the edge. Even though that wasn�t necessarily an off putting thought, she didn�t want this encounter to end quite so quickly.

Cid stared on as she pulled back and then smiled at him. She then crawled up him again, and reached beneath her skirt.

Tifa pushed her underwear aside, and said breathlessly, "I�m ready�"

The pilot grabbed a hold of himself and positioned his cock at her entrance as she straddled him. As Tifa lowered down upon him, he sat up a little more and then put his one arm around her lower back.

She cried out audibly as she took him all the way to the hilt. Tifa remained still with him embedded completely within her heat for a few moments as she grew accustomed to his size once more. Her eyes opened and she looked down into his. "Cid�"

He switched his gaze from one of her eyes to the other. "Yeah?"

"Thank you," she whispered, beginning to rock her hips against his slowly.

Cid strained his neck upward, being rewarded when she placed her hands on his face and kissed him deeply, their mouths and tongues emulating what their bodies were doing. It was in that moment that Cid realized that he wasn�t just infatuated with her, he wasn�t just lusting for her, but that he honestly loved her. He moved his mouth to her throat and whispered against her skin. "Tifa..?"

Feeling her orgasm mounting, Tifa began to move faster. She threw her head back. "Yeah?"

Just as he was going to confess his love to her, the door to the bridge was thrown open. They froze in place and looked as Vincent walked in. He glanced in their direction and offered a faint smile before putting his right hand up to blind himself from them. The gunslinger strode over to the corner he generally occupied and picked up something from the console there before turning and walking back out, giving them the thumbs up with his metal hand before he slipped out the door and vanished again.

Unable to control themselves, both Tifa and Cid began to laugh at Vincent�s momentary, but rather casual, intrusion.

Getting himself back under control, Cid decided against saying anything further to her. Instead, he managed one quick maneuver, which landed Tifa on her back upon the deck, with him on top of her. Knowing that she was close to climax by the sounds she was producing, he drove at her fast and hard, wanting to make her come. As Cid himself would have said, he intended to fuck her into the floor.

Tifa moaned loudly as Cid drilled at her, ravishing her mouth and neck with kisses. Her legs cinched down around his waist and she cried out as she finally was pushed over the edge. "Oh God�"

Feeling her contracting around his length, Cid thrust a few more times and once again, when he came, he pushed as deep into her as possible and then remained still so that she could feel it. "Fuck�Tifa�"

She held him tightly once he collapsed upon her, panting in his exertion. As Tifa stroked his hair with one of her hands, she noticed that he was still wearing his flight goggles. For some reason, this elicited another giggle from her.

Cid pushed himself up on his arms and withdrew, looking down at her. "You sure are laughin� a lot tonight, Tif. I�m hoping that sex with me isn�t all that funny."

Smiling, she reached up and snagged his goggles from his head and held them between them. "Ready for take off, Captain?"

"Already took off," he laughed back.

"Cid�" She clutched his goggles to her chest, continuing to stare into his blue eyes. "You�ve been so wonderful to me."

"I�d do anything for you, Tif," he replied quietly, moving to stand up and get his clothes back in order before extending a hand to Tifa and pulling her up to her feet.

Tifa wavered slightly as the act of getting up too quickly made her dizzy. Cid braced her against himself for a moment, until he felt it was safe to let go.

That done, he stooped down and picked up their still full bottles and handed hers over. "Let�s go finish these off in my room, then we can go to sleep. Sound good?"

She offered him a warm smile and grabbed his free hand. "That sounds very good."
A/N-- Again, sorry for the delay! I�m getting back into the proverbial saddle now so�I should be finishing this bad boy up pretty soon.
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