Final Fantasy 7 Hentai-X

CHAPTER ONE: ATTACK ON THE MAKO REACTOR PART I

Tifa bounced up and down, thrusting against the long black cock that throbbed inside her. God, Barrett was big. But he fit inside of her so well. She wanted to make tonight really memorable. It would be the last time she made love with him for awhile. She wished that she didn’t have to choose like this. Maybe after a few nights with Cloud, she could go back to bed with Barrett . . . Would they be able to share her? She seriously doubted it. They were already fighting and bickering. She knew it would only get worse. But what could she do? There was no way she could choose between them. Barrett was wonderful to her. But once she saw Cloud again, even after so much time had passed . . . Well okay that wasn’t completely true. At first she wasn’t even sure that it was really him. But just talking to him again brought back all the old feelings. She really missed him. She had kept hoping he’d come back, even when she wasn’t consciously thinking about it.
Barrett pinched her nipples hard, breaking her train of thought. She moaned, raked her nails against his biceps, and pounded her ass aga him him harder. He was close to cumming, she could tell. He cupped her breasts in his palms, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, squeezing her breasts with the rest of his hand. She loved the way he played with her tits like this. Would Cloud be this rough with her, or would he treat her like a porcelain doll, afraid of breaking her? She wasn’t the fragile little girl that he once knew. She’d had to grow up; She’d had to begh. gh. How would he treat her, in life as well as in bed?
And then all those thoughts melted away as Barrett pumped his cock into her faster, his pubis stroking against her clit with every thrust. The waves overtook her. She felt herself being carried away. Far in the distance she could hear her voice crying out in ecstasy as Barrett pushed his hips forward hard, driving his cock into her as far as it could go, the cum shooting out into her. Her body collapsed onto his. They panted in each other’s ear, trying to catch their breath, Tifa clutching him to her.
Maybe Cloud would be content to have Jessie once in awhile, as he was having her tonight. She’d explained to him that she had to at least fuck Barrett one more time before going to bed with him. So he’d taken Jessie up to his room. But had it been his way of making her jealous? She had to admit that when she saw him holding her hand, guiding her up to his room, she had felt a twinge of jealousy. It was stupid, of course, but there was no denying it to herself.
Kisses along her chin brought her back to reality. Barrett’s teeth nipped against her skin. She knew what would take her mind off of Cloud. "Fuck my tight ass," she begged, "please."

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Jessie’s legs were wrapped around his waist as he pounded his cock into her. The bed actually lifted off the ground witery ery thrust, the head board banging against the wall. She moaned over and over again, non-stop, loving every second of it. But Cloud couldn’t take his mind off Tifa.
He knew that when he saw her again she’d probably have found a new boyfriend. But why did it have to be someone as vulgar and filled with bad taste as Barrett? The man looked like he should be auditioning for A-TeA-Team! Didn’t he know flat tops went out of style in the ‘80s? Kid N Play were no more! Time to get over it and move on.
But Cloud supposed that he wouldn’t like anyone who Tifa was dating. He just had to accept it. And he would . . . once she was sleeping with him. Maybe he’d even be able to win her back.
Jessie’s nails dragging down his back snapped him out of it. He was going to cum soon whether he was paying attention or not. Better to enjoy it. He couldn’t do anything about Tifa right now. Bringing Jessie up to his room had been a stroke of genius. Sure, it had been Tifa’s suggestion, but he made sure that they went up before her, that he held Jessie’s hand, that Jessie hung all over him and he appeared to really enjoy the fawning attention she was giving him. He hadn’t seen Tifa’s look but boy had he felt it! It had burrowed into his back, burning a hole into him. He hadn’t even bothered to glance back at her. That would have ruined it anyway.
She screamed, cumming hard. If she’d said that she was going to cum, he hadn’t heard her. But whatever, he was close himself. She had made him wear a condom. Good idea he supposed, they barely just met, but he didn’t want to cum into a plastic bag. He pulled back, withdrawing his penis, and reached down to pull the rubber off. Grabbing his cock, he jerked himself a few times as semen spurted out of the head, spraying across Jessie’s stomach and even splashing a few drops onto her breasts. She reached her fingers down to her chest, scooping up the few drops there, then brought them up to her lips, licking her fingers clean.
He grinned mischeviously down at her, then growled, "Now turn over."

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Biggs and Wedge lay in their bed, holding each other close. "Tomorrow’s our last night to cuddle before the big mission. It’s going to be really dangerous so we should make the most of our time together."
Wedge turned to look at Biggs. "I won’t let anything bad happen to you, silly. So don’t talk like that. Besides, we’ve ClouCloud on our team."
"Oh and don’t think I didn’t see the eyes you were makin’ at him tonight," Biggs giggled.
"I wasn’t the only one, Mr. Innocent!" They both laughed. Then Wedge kissed Biggs softly on the lips. "Maybe we’ll get him to ourselves some day."
"Mmmmhhh . . . You wouldn’t be jealous?"
"Not if we were sharing him I wouldn’t."
"RAWR!!!" Biggs pushed himself on top of Wedge, straddling his legs. "You, sir, are making me very very horny. And for that you shall pay!"
"Oh I love it when you take charge!" Wedge exclaimed, pulling his legs up and wrapping them around Biggs’ hips. Biggs reached down, took his erection in his hand and guided it to Wedge’s anus. Wedge reached up to stroke Biggs’ muscular chest, raking his fingers through the tufts of hair. His own erection lay across his abdomen, thick and throbbing. Biggs pressed the head of his cock against Wedge’s anus until it pushed in with a pop, then he slis his hand up over Wedge’s balls to the man’s erection, taking it in his fist and softly stroking it. Wedge moaned, closing his eyes and leaning his head back.
"You know, I don’t get to be on top often enough. I like this!" Biggs pushed his hips forward, driving his cock into Wedge inch by inch until his pubic hair tickled Wedge’s ass. He paused, letting his cock throb inside of Wedge. Then he leaned over Wedge, lowering his head to kiss his lover’s lips. And as he did, he pulled his hips back, sliding his cock back out all the way to the head. Then he straightened up, pushing back into him. Wedge squeezed the muscles in his ass tightly around Biggs’ erection and Biggs squeezed Wedge’s cock in return, stroking his fist up and down the length as he gripped hold of it tightly.
"Oh . . . Biggs . . . fuck me hard!" Wedge raked his nails roughly down Biggs’ chest as Biggs leaned over him, pumping his hips faster to comply, his cock plunging in and out of the man’s tight ass. Wedge’s cock was slick with precum as Biggs stroked it with one hand, balancing himself with his other. Wedge’s hands slipped around his back, holding onto him and caressing his skin. He moved his hips in waves against Wedge, thrusting his cock into him, as Wedge lifted his ass off the bed to give Biggs a better angle. Biggs pumped his fist faster over Wedge’s cock, moving it in time with his thrusts, which had become more frenzied. Wedge thrbackback over and over, pounding his ass against Biggs’ hard cock.
Wedge’s whole body began to tremble. "Cum for me, Biggs . . . Cum for me now . . . God . . . I’m going to cum . . . I’m going to cummmmm . . ." Sticky hot sperm spurted up from the head of Wedge’s erection, spraying his chest. Biggs growled, pushing forward, shooting his cum into Wedge’s ass. And then he lay down on top of Wedge, stroking their bodies together as they kissed, Wedge’s fingers slipping through Biggs’ hair.
They lay there for awhile, just holding each other.

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The sun rose over the Sector 7 slums, but no one knew or noticed. Cloud awoke to an empty bed, Jessie having already gotten up and started training, as she did every morning. Tifa usually got out of bed early and practiced her fighting on the boxing bag in the corner. But this morning she decided to stay in bed for awhile. Better to let Barrett wake up with her next to him since they wouldn’t be sleeping together for awhile. She leaned her body against him and nuzzled his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest. Maybe this would wake him up early and she’d be able to get in some exercise this morning after all. He stroked her back in his sleep, but just kept on snoring. Biggs woke up before Wedge and lay there thinking about what his lover had said to him last night. Yes, Wedge would protect him. Nothing bad could ever happen to him as long as Wedge was there with him. And besides, they had Cloud on their team, an ex-member of SOLDIER. Nothing could go wrong.
Barrett finally woke up, his eyes slowly opening and then blinking in surprise. "Tifa, whatcha doin’ still in bed?! You get up and get me my coffee!"
She had to laugh. Barrett knew exactly why she was still in bed. This was just his way of telling her that it wasn’t necessary, that he’d be alright when she did what she had to do . . . for the sake of their cause. They both needed to be reminded of that, no matter what the whole truth of the matter might be.
She slipped her legs off the side of the bed, then stood up. Barrett couldn’t help but admire her body, his eyes traveling over her. First, her long slender, muscular legs that she kept in shape by running and kick boxing. Then up to her firm round ass. How a white girl had gotten a ghetto booty, Barrett didn’t know, but there it was right in front of him. Thick . . . big . . . but not an ounce of fat on the whole thing. His eyes slid up her back, tracing every muscle. She had quite a physique, but still looked womanly. Incredibly so. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, silky smooth and smelling of jasmine. She felt his eyes on her, and turned around to smile at him, letting him take in the sight of the rest of her. His eyes slipped from her slightly smirking lips down her long slender neck to her shoulders. They were broad, almost a man’s, but still very feminine. They looked right on her. His gaze travelled lower, taking in her full breasts. As big as they were, they didn’t sag much at all. Her areolas were the color of new peaches, just a few shades away from her skin tone. Her nipples were small nubs, made smaller by the largeness of her breasts. He gazed down at her firm, toned abdomen, and then lower, to the tuft of pubic hair that she kept trimmed into almost a landing strip, but wider then that, like an exclamation point. She slipped her fingers between her legs and spread her lips for him, showing him her hard clit. Then she pushed a finger into her opening and worked it in and out a few times before leaning over the bed and pressing the finger to Barrett’s lips. He sucked on it, rubbing his tongue along it to lick up her juice. His hands found her elbows, gripping her and pulling her into bed.
"I thought you wanted some coffee, mister!" She giggled, pretending to struggle as he held her in his arms, pressing his body to hers, his erection pressed flat along her tummy.
"Fuck coffee, I want more of what I just tasted!"

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By the time Tifa and Barrett made it downstairs, everyone else, including Barrett’s adopted daughter, Marlene, were up. Some were eating breakfast, others were pouring over the blueprints for the mako reactor they were going to attack. Marlene sat, oblivious, coloring in a book of zoo animals, her blonde hair spilling over the page as she leaned down to attack it with her cra A p A pot of coffee sat brewing on the stove next to a sink full of dirty dishes. Wedge had made everyone pancakes, eggs and bacon for breakfast. "Sorry guys," he called out to them, "we couldn’t wait any longer!" Everyone laughed except Cloud. He pretended to be engrossed in the blueprint even though he didn’t understand half of what it was supposed to show him. He was just there because he knew Shinra and had been in SOLDIER at one point. He didn’t need to know the technical crap.
Tifa went into the kitchen to make some breakfast, and Barrett sat down at the table, sitting across from Cloud and glaring at him. Jessie spoke up to try to ease the tension. "This support right here," she said, pointing to the diagram, "is our target. There are several gasoline tanks around it, for one thing. Plus, it holds this piece up. If that piece were to fall, it would take this whole section with it. The reactor can’t run like that. But even better, if this other section here goes with it, it could cause these tanks to explode as w and and we’ll have a chain reaction that should blow the whole place up."
"Whatever," Cloud sighed, sullenly, "just get me in there, I’ll take care of any problems with security, and you just take care of the technical side, ok?"
"Sure Cloud," she said, sadly, looking back down at the blueprints to try to mask her disappointment. Last night had made her realize that Cloud was interested only in Tifa. She liked him, but she knew that she’d only be a substitute once in awhile, if anything. He didn’t even seem to like her that well, but maybe it was just his mood right now.
Barrett clenched his fist under the table, trying hard to contain his rage. Luckily, Tifa came back with a cup of coffee and set it down in front of him, then kissed his temple softly, calming him down. She must have sensed his anger. She was very good at that, always knowing just how he was feeling.
The microwave dinged, and she went back behind the bar to get it. Barrett turned to Jessie. "Should we put a few more bombs in other places, maybe? Just to make sure?"
She shook her head. "They wouldn’t do anything. There aren’t any gas tanks in this section here besides the one we’re bombing. We can’t get at these over here because they’re on the other side of this metal wall which is across from the platform. That right there is empty space. One of us would have to swing across on a rope or something to plant a bomb there. I think if we plant one bomb here," she pointed at another section of the map, along a narrow walkway, "we can do some damage. So that might be another place. It wouldn’t cause any tankers to explode, but it would take out this whole section and probably cause this other section here to collapse."
"Ok let’s do that then. I wanna create as much damage as possible."
Tifa came back carrying two plates, a breakfast burrito on each one. She set one plate down in front of Barrett, the other one in front of the empty chair next to him. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned over to look at the diagram herself. Cloud stood up and walked out.

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Cloud walked slowly through the streets of the Sector 7 slums, the pavement dirty and cracked beneath his boots, his head hung low. People passed by him, but he didn’t see them. Neon signs flickered like moths’ wings before a flame, lighting up the storefronts. At first, Cloud paid these business no mind. But his feet took him in the direction of the weapon shop. The bright glow shattered his dreary thoughts, proclaiming "WEAPONS FOR SALE" in large gaudy red neonl hel he could think about was the way Tifa had wrapped her arms around Barrett. How happy they had looked coming down to breakfast. And he wanted to shatter that happiness. He shook his head to try to clear it. Maybe shopping for some arms would cheer him up.
His hand grasped the cold metal railing that served as the door handle, and he pushed the glass door open. A silver bell tinkled overhead as he entered the store. Looking around, he could see that this was a shabby, run-down place, and he knew he wouldn’t find anything good here.
The man behind the counter nodded at him. "Can I help you find anything?"
"Just show me what you’ve got. I doubt it’s much."
The clerk pulled out a few weapons and laid them down on the counter, along with a bangle. "Yeah, this is pretty much it. I’ve got plenty of these grenades. Just chuck em at your enemies and watch the parts go flyin’. These assault guns are pretty handy, but you look like you favor swords. Then we’ve got these bangles. They’re made of iron. Better protection then that bronze bangle you’ve got."
Cloud peered down at the meager items. He’d like to take some grenades on this mission, and the extra protection that the iron bangle would give him would certainly be a help. But he hadn’t been paid for the mission yet, and he didn’t want to spend money unnecessarily on it. He was trying to make money here, after all. Sure he had some gil, about 5000, but he knew it wouldn’t last forever. Better to save it anyway. He wasn’t going to be around Tifa and Barrett and all of them for the rest of his life. In fact, he he had decided to just make some quick cash by helping them out, and then move on. No sense in wasting money over it. But as he peered at the items setting on the counter, his eyes fell upon something that the man hadn’t taken out from the counter. A beautiful pendant in the shape of a star with different semi-precious stones in each point. The metal frame looked to be pure silver.
"What’s that?" he asked, pointing past the glass counter top to the pendant below.
"Oh, uh, that . . . we only have one of those. It’s a star pendant. Rather expensive. It protects the wearer against poison attacks."
"Can I see it?"
"Well . . . it’s expensive. Costs 4000 gil." The shop keeper looked nervous. "You put the gil on the counter, I’ll take that out and let you see it. Sorry, but we’ve been robbed three times in the last month alone."
Cloud shook his head, almost laughing. "Fine," he replied, placing a large wad of bills onto the counter top. "Now, let me see that pendant."

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Tifa sat in front of the bar, drinking a beer. Normally, it would be too early in the day for her to even consider having one, but she was nervous. Tomorrow, the attack would commence. Barrett and Cloud, Biggs and Wedge, and even pretty little Jessie . . . They would all be terrorists. So would she, no doubt, even if she didn’t take part in this particular raid. It would be dangerous too. They could all be killed. What would she do then? But that wasn’t the only thing on her mind. Cloud had looked so hurt when he left. How could she make him understand that she was dating Barrett, that she couldn’t just break up with him because some guy she knew when she was a kid came waltzing back into her life. He had to understand the position she was in. And . . . she loved Barrett. What could she do to make him see this without hurting his feelings?
The bar was deserted, leaving her alone to her musings. Everyone had split up and gone off to do their own thing. Biggs and Wedge had gone off to do the laundry, Jessie was out buying supplies for the explosives, and Barrett had taken Marlene to the park. She’d opted to stay and tend to the bar.
The door swung open. She looked up to see who it was, wishing them gone. She wanted to be alone. Then she saw Cloud standing there at the threshold, his eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. He stepped inside, a small smile playing across his face, a brown paper bag with handles and a WEAPONS STORE logo printed on it swinging from his hand.
"Hey Cloud, you do a little shopping?"
"Yeah," he replied, walking up to her. "Found something pretty nice too. I hope you like it."
"Oh? You . . . bought it for me?"
"Well, I wanted to give you something, sort of as a thank you for helping me out."
"Oh, you shouldn’t have . . ."
"Yeah, maybe not, but I wanted to." He pulled out a black velvet box from the bag and placed it in her hand. She hesitantly looked down at it. "Go ahead, open it."
She slowly opened the lid and then gasped, her eyes sparkling. "Cloud . . . it’s beautiful. But . . . I can’t accept this. You must have paid a fortune for it."
He shook his head. "I want you to have it. Don’t worry about what I paid for it. I got a good deal. Besides, this isn’t just a pretty necklace. The pendant will protect you from being poisoned."
She looked up into his eyes. "Thank you. Would you . . . put it on me?"
"Sure," he smiled, scooping it out of the box. "Just hold your hair up, ok?" She reached back, sliding her hand up along her neck, scooping her hair together in her fist. Cloud leaned forward, slipping both ends of the necklace around her neck and clasping it closed. He caught a whiff of her hair as she let go of it. Her hair cascaded down around her shoulders. He stroked his cheek against hers, and she moaned, sliding her hands along his sides, her body melting against his. His lips brushed her cheek, but she turned her head and kissed him.
The door to the bar creaked open, a thin shaft of light spilling in. Barrett stood there, Marlene’s hand clasped in his. She was looking up at him, wondering why he’d stopped, the door shielding her view. Tifa’s eye opened as Cloud kissed her. Barrett’s eyes locked with hers, and then he let the door swing shut again. "Come on, Marlene," Barrett said, looking down at her, "Let’s go shopping."
"I thought we were going in!"
"Well, I just remembered that you need new socks."
"Yay! Let’s go shopping daddy!"
Tifa pushed Cloud away. "I . . . I don’t know if I can do this."
"What, kiss me?" he laughed.
"You know what, Cloud . . . That was Barrett just now. God, my heart just sank."
"You told him about our deal, didn’t you? It’s not like you guys are paying me much of anything to help you out."
"Please, just stop. I know. You want me. You can have me. But Barrett . . ."
"I won’t be around for long, Tifa. After I do this job, I’m leaving."
"Cloud . . . you can’t be serious." She stared into his eyes, concerned.
"Forget it." He turned away and headed towards the pinball machine in the corner that served as an elevator. "I’m going to go lay down. Come up if and when you want to see me."

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Barrett came back with Marlene an hour later. It had been difficult to shop for an entire hour, especially in the slums and especially with little money, but he’d wanted to give them as much space as he could. Mostly, it was so that Marlene wouldn’t see him beat the crap out of Cloud. And he REALLY didn’t want her to see Cloud kissing Tifa. While Marlene didn’t really understand such things, she knew that Barrett was "dating" Tifa. He didn’t want to traumatize or upset Marlene. She thought of Tifa as a potential mommy, even though Barrett had never talked to her about that, and hadn’t really been thinking about marrying Tifa. Of course, he HAD thought that he’d be with Tifa for a long time. Lately, if he had thought about it, he’d have said that if Tifa was into that kind of thing, he might just propose to her. He had spent the entire hour thinking these thoughts as he took Marlene from one shop to the next. Since he had been holding Marlene’s hand, he couldn’t even ball his own into a fist. It had come close a few times. Marlene had even complained once that he was squeezing her hand. He’d had to take a deep breath and relax. For Barrett, this was impossible. But he’d had to for his daughter’s sake.
He dreaded opening the door to the bar, but thankfully Cloud wasn’t there. He didn’t know if he could have controlled himself again if he’d seen Cloud. Tifa sat in a barstool, her back to the door, chatting with Jessie. Biggs and Wedge cooked dinner in the kitchen, laughing together. Marlene’s hand slipped from his as she ran forward, her arms outstretched, calling out, "Tifa!!!" Tifa caught the girl in her own arms, lifting her up in a hug as Marlene kissed her cheek.
"Sounds like someone missed me."
"She wasn’t the only one," Barrett mumbled to himself, sitting down next to Tifa at the bar.
Tifa set Marlene down. "Want to help me make your daddy a drink?" she asked the little girl.
Marlene giggled. "Sure," she exclaimed, pointing her index finger at Barrett, "poof, you’re a drink!"
They all laughed, despite having heard Marlene say that twenty times over so far. It was her new joke. No one had any idea where she heard it from, but until she heard a new one, it was going to be repeated over and over again. Still, it was cute coming from Marlene. No one was quite sick of it yet. When they were, they’d all try to find a new joke for her to pick up. But of course, she wouldn’t switch jokes until she heard one she liked, usually from some mysterious source that they never discovered.
Biggs and Wedge came over to the bar carrying plates piled high with tacos, beans and rice. "Is Cloud going to come down and join us," Wedge asked.
"I don’t think so," Tifa replied, noticing Barrett bristling at the mere mention of Cloud’s name. "You’d better take his plate up to him."
"He can starve for all I care," Barrett mumbled. Tifa reached out to stroke his shoulder as Wedge shook his head and then turned to walk over to the pinball machine.
"Listen, Barrett, it won’t be for very long. But we need him. We’re going to save the planet, remember? That’s what’s important right now."
"I know, Tifa. I know. You don’t have to tell me. But that asshole didn’t have to choose YOU as payment. It . . . it makes me sick!"
"Barrett! I’m sorry but . . . we made a pact as kids. I can’t expect him to uphold it if I won’t as well."
"Stupid . . . You were jus’ kids. What sense did you have back then?"
"We need his help. You know it as well as I do."
Barrett turned his head, picking absent-mindedly at his food, swirling his fork around in the beans. "I know . . . Don’t mean I like it though."
She leaned over to kiss his cheek. "It’ll only be for a little while. Once we take out a few reactors, give the people in the slums something to cheer about, we’ll have volunteers pouring in. Right now, we’re desperate, but not for long. Not for long."
He nodded, then picked his taco up and started eating it, chewing slowly. He really didn’t feel hungry, but he didn’t want to talk about this any longer. The more he talked about it, the more he even thought about it, the worse he felt. He wanted to say to hell with the whole thing. Just tell Cloud to fuck off, that they didn’t need him after all. But he wasn’t ready to die for the cause, and without someone who knew Shinra and SOLDIER . . . he doubted they’d make it back alive. There was bound to be some tough security tomorrow. He would have to plant the main bomb alone if he told Cloud to take a hike. And he knew there was going to be something bad guarding the reactor itself. Without Cloud’s help, he had to admit, he probably wouldn’t be able to take it on and survive. Like it or not, they really did need him.
Tifa’s hand stroking his shoulder brought him back to reality. He shook it off, then slowly shook his head. "I’ll be alright, jus’ thinkin’ is all. Plannin’ out our strike tomorrow. We should all turn in early and try to get some rest."
Tifa and Jessie nodded. Biggs and Wedge had already finished eating and gone up to bed. Barrett wasn’t sure he could finish his meal, but he kept forcing himself to eat more. He needed his strength for the battle tomorrow. Tifa took her empty plate into the kitchen. Seemed everyone had finished eating but him.
Jessie turned to him, a slight smile peeking out from around the corners of her mouth. "You can sleep in my room tonight if you want. I know I don’t like sleeping alone."
He banged his fist on the bar. Marlene jumped, then looked up at him with a puzzled expression on her face. Jessie winced. But Barrett took no notice of either of them. He stood up and strode over to the pinball machine, pulling a lever to activate the elevator mechanism. It sprang to life and lifted him up to the second floor. His room, his empty room . . . it waited for him. And he came to it with open arms. The door slammed shut behind him and the lock turned and clicked shut.

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"Your dad’s just worried about tomorrow, honey," Tifa said, smoothing Marlene’s hair down with her palm. "We’ve got an important mission and there’s a lot riding on it. You understand?"
Marlene nodded. She’d seen her dad get upset before. It scared her, but she knew he’d never hurt her. He was a big softie inside.
Tifa, Marlene and Jessie all rode the pinball machine up together. Really, it was a section of the floor that rose up, hoisted along the wall by a hidden hydraulic lift underneath the floorboards. It made the rooms upstairs the perfect hideout.
"Well, goodnight guys," Jessie said, walking down the hall to her room at the end.
Tifa and Marlene both said "goodnight" to her in unison, then Tifa led Marlene to Marlene’s room, which was next to Barrett’s. She tucked the girl into bed, kissing her forehead, then went back out into the hall. She’d be spending tonight in Cloud’s room. But she wanted to smooth things over with Barrett first, if she could. She stood in front of the door to their bedroom and turned the door handle, but it was locked. She raised her fist to knock on the door, then slowly brought her arm back down to her side. No sense in trying to talk to him tonight. He obviously didn’t want to talk to anyone, probably least of all her. He was a kind, sweet, loving man, but he had a bit of a temper, and tended to brood a lot. Best to just leave him alone for right now and let him deal with it on his own. She turned her back on their bedroom door and entered Cloud’s room.
Cloud stood at the far end of the room with his back to the door, swinging his sword around, practicing various moves. The handle twirled in his hand as he swung the blade in a circle, then slashed downwards with it before swinging his arms around and bringing it up halfway then slashing across the middle.
"So you’re here," he said, slinging the sword over his shoulder and turning to face her. "I was starting to wonder if you hadn’t changed your mind."
"Cloud, I don’t know how well this arrangement is going to work. But I do know that when I saw you . . ." She stepped forward, stroking her hand against his cheek. "Oh, I don’t know. We shouldn’t talk about this. A deal is a deal." Her fingers slipped under the sash that held the sheath of his sword in place. She pulled it off his shoulder and tossed it onto the chair next to the door. She raised her head, gazing into his eyes. He had a slight smirk smeared across his lips. She used her own to wipe it away as her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. His hands stroked slowly up her back. They were big, strong hands. They reminded her of Barrett’s. Pushing those thoughts aside, she kissed Cloud’s chin, then used her nose to lift his head so she could kiss the underside of his chin next, then plant kisses down his neck. Her hands spread his shirt open, then slid up over his abdomen to his chest and over his shoulders, pushing his shirt down. She kissed the nape of his neck, her tongue flicking up and down against it, as she stroked her hands down his arms, sliding his shirt the rest of the way off. It fell to the floor in a heap. She raked her teeth against his chest, right above his left nipple. His body shivered slightly as he moaned, his eyes closing shut. Her tongue swirled around his left nipple, tracing the areola before drawing it into her mouth, pressing her lips around it. She teased it with her tongue, lashing it in circles, before biting down. Cloud gasped, sliding one hand up the back of her neck. With his fingers entwined in her hair, he clutched the back of her head. She sucked hard on his nipple, flicking her tongue up and down against it rapidly. And then she released it, kissing it one last time before moving away. Her kisses flitted across his chest like a tiny butterfly before landing on his right nipple. She teased his nipple, catching it between her lips and tugging it before letting go, doing this over and over. Then she pressed her lips against his areola, sucking the nipple into her mouth and lapping her tongue against it. His body had broken out in goosebumps. She bit down hard on the areola. Cloud moaned, shivering. He realized that she was showing him how she liked to be treated. If she liked it rough, he’d be more then happy to oblige her.
She sank down to her knees in front of him, trailing kisses slowly down his abdomen. Her tongue dipped into his belly button, stroking against the top edge. Her hands grasped the waistband of his pants, her fingers tugging at the top button, pulling it open. Then she slowly slid the zipper down. Did he wear boxers of briefs, she wondered. Her fingertips discovered the truth: Cloud wore nothing under his pants. Just the way she liked it. She let his pants slide down as her hands stroked over his legs. His penis lay semi-erect between his legs. But as she trailed her tongue down through his pubic hair, she felt the head stroke against her neck as it stirred. She leaned back to look at it as it slowly rose to its full length. It wasn’t as long as Barrett’s, but it was thicker. Reaching up, she clutched his balls in one hand as her tongue darted out to lap against the head of his cock.
Cloud stroked his fingertips slowly up and down the back of her neck as she pressed her lips to the head, lightly kissing it, then sucking it into her mouth. Her tongue swirling around and over it as she slowly pumped her mouth up and down over the head and about half an inch below it. She loved the taste of his precum, slightly salty, slightly sweet. She stroked her thumb against his balls, her hand tugging gently on them. Cloud was really moaning now, rolling his head back and forth in ecstasy. She pushed her head down, sliding her lips along his shaft, until she’d taken his entire organ in her mouth. Her tongue swirled and stroked up and down along the shaft. Then she pulled her head back, sliding his cock back out until her lips hit the circumcised head again. Slowly, she worked her lips up and down along his shaft, stroking her tongue against it as she did. Her other hand rose up to wrap her fingers around the base of his penis. She stroked her fist up and down the length of his cock as she pulled her head back, keeping the head of his cock in her mouth. Her tongue lapped against the underside as she stroked him.
"Oh . . . God . . . Tifa . . . I’m going to cum . . ."
Her hand moved up and down along the shaft faster, pumping it as her tongue lashed the underside of the head. Cloud arched his back, pushing more of his penis into her mouth, as his whole body shuddered. Thick hot ribbons of semen spurted into her mouth. She sucked hard to drain him of every last drop.
He shivered again, then reached down, grasping her elbows and pulling her up. He pressed his lips to hers, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his, still coated with his cum. Tifa guessed that Cloud liked the taste by the way he lapped it all off her tongue. Cloud picked her up in his arms and carried her to bed, laying her down gently on the matress and climbing on top of her . . .
As Barrett lay awake staring up at the ceiling, wondering how life had gotten so complicated so quickly . . .
As Jessie gasped loudly, an orgasm pulsing through her body, her hand still pumping the vibrator in and out of her quivering pussy, as all the faces from her fantasy blurred together: Cloud, Barrett, Tifa, Biggs and Wedge making love, even Marlene . . .
As Biggs snuggled against Wedge, falling asleep, and Wedge stared up at the ceiling, worrying about their mission tomorrow . . .
As Marlene dreamed of a big blue and green marble, the world, floating through space, stars blinking on and off like eyes opening and closing. Tomorrow, her daddy would save that place, that floating marble. Somehow, her daddy and all her friends would save it from the people trying to destroy it. She smiled in her sleep and clutched her pillow tightly.