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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 3

Cid looked on approvingly as Tifa put her refilled cup to her lips and sipped. "So, what were you�n Vince talkin� about?"

Tifa felt herself blush, but figured it was probably covered up by the fact that the alcohol already had her complexion a little ruddy. "Just stuff."

"What�s �just stuff�?" Cid took a drink from the bottle he held.

"Asked me what I was going to do, that kind of thing, you know." She reached back and pulled the band that had been holding her hair into a ponytail away. "Vincent�s been a really good friend to me."

There it was again, that hint in her voice that she cared for Vincent beyond friendly, despite her earlier claim. Cid knit his brow. "Uh huh. How good, Tif?"

"I told you, just friends," she giggled, enjoying the way he almost seemed jealous. "Vincent would never go for me in a million years."

Cid narrowed his eyes, wanting to get to the truth of the matter before he did something to make an ass of himself. "And why�s that? You�re a pretty girl. There ain�t no reason why he shouldn�t be tryin� to get you in bed."

Tifa held her breath for a moment, feeling that she was on the verge of saying something that would betray Vincent�s secret. If she wanted to get anywhere with Cid, though, she had to allay his suspicions about Vincent and her being interested or involved with each other in anyway. She knew that for this reason alone, that even if Vincent found out what she was about to reveal, he wouldn�t mind. "I�m going to tell you something, but you have to swear to me, Cid, that you�ll never say a thing to anyone, all right?"

Great, here it fuckin� comes. They did it or some bullshit like that. I knew it, he growled inwardly, bracing for the worst. "I swear."

Tifa moved just a little closer to the pilot so she could whisper, not that there was anyone around to hear otherwise. "Okay, Vincent�oh man, you swear you won�t tell?"

Now Cid was just annoyed. "Come on, woman! I already told ya� that I swore!"

Not wanting to irritate the pilot further, she got to it. "Vincent�s gay."

Cid�s jaw dropped. "Are you fuckin� with me?"

Tifa shook her head. "No."

"Well�well what all about that whiney Lucrecia shit, then?" He took another long drink, letting the news sink it. It had honestly hit him out of left field. Then again, he�d never been gifted in the ways of reading other people.

"He was assigned as her escort by Shinra for years. They got to be really close, best friends in fact, but once she married Hojo, that nut job basically forbade Vincent from spending anytime with Lucrecia." Tifa dropped her gaze to the deck, remembering the pain in Vincent�s eyes as he�d related this story to her. "So he did really love her, just not romantically."

Cid nodded, understanding. "He kept up a pretty good fuckin� show, then. I had no idea. He didn�t act all queeny or anything."

Tifa scowled at him. "Just because a guy�s gay doesn�t mean he�s going to act all �queeny�, as you put it."

By the tone of her retort, he realized that he�d offended her to some small degree. He cursed himself for his social inadequacies. "Sorry�"

Quickly shrugging it off, Tifa smiled again. "It�s all right. Just don�t let him hear you say something like that. He�s liable to shoot you."

Cid laughed to himself. "No doubt."

Tifa had now drunk enough to start really feeling it. As the ship wavered from a gust of wind, she lost her balance and stumbled backward, her cup of champagne falling from her hand. Cid, on instinct, dropped the bottle he�d been holding and moved forward and put his arms around her, fearful that she�d go over the railing in her inebriated state. Instead of letting go once she�d regained her balance, however, he kept her in his embrace, finding himself staring down into her eyes.

Tifa, having been suffering from a crush to the older man for months did nothing and just looked up at him, her eyes vaguely hopeful.

Cid swallowed hard, his blue eyes searching for some hint of what Tifa wanted him to do. His heart was pounding in his chest so that he could feel its beat in his ears. Just to reassure himself one last time, he asked. "Completely unattached?"

Tifa nodded slowly, her eyes coming to focus on his lips. "Completely�"

Hearing her breathless reply, sparked something within the pilot. He produced a momentary smirk as he became aware of Tifa�s apparent interest in him. "You don�t seem too intent on gettin� out of my grip here, Tif."

She blinked slowly, coming to appreciate how wonderful it felt to be in his arms. "Yeah�"

A particular thought crossed his mind. "Are you just drunk out of your senses?"

"It�s got nothing to do with the champagne, Cid." Tifa managed to get her right arm up, and she slid her hand up against his cheek. His determination to only shave once a week meant that her fingers immediately encountered the roughness of his face.

This simple touch by her sent a shock through his body, and he felt the initial stirrings of arousal. "Tifa�can I, uh�"

"Can you what, Cid?" The corners of her mouth quirked up.

The pilot felt the heat of color in his cheeks and he leaned a little closer to her face. "Can I kiss you?"

Before he even finished the question, Tifa had moved her hand from his face to the back of his neck and had her eyes closed, as she began to draw him closer. "Yeah�"

Cid let his mouth meet hers, surprised at how quickly Tifa parted her lips to him, inviting him in. He held her tighter, and crossed over, lashing her tongue with his own.

Tifa purred in her pleasure over this. Part of her had figured that the pilot was simply out of her reach, but that was clearly not the case. His heavy scent of cigarettes, leather, and engine grease engulfed her. Everything about him filled her senses, driving home the fact that this wasn�t one of her awkward teenage lovers that she�d entertained in the past, but a real, honest to God, mature man. The roughness of his face against hers, the strength in his hands as they clutched at her back, the width of his well muscled torso, and his distinct male scent all assaulted her, making it impossible to forget exactly who he was as their lips continued to play against each other�s. Not that there was any compulsion within her to try and fantasize that he was anyone other than who he was. The very fact that he was Cid Highwind was more than enough to spark a warmth deep within her body.

Cid, in turn was in some amount of disbelief himself that Tifa had actually submitted. The fact that a girl, well over a decade younger than him, and one as good looking as Tifa at that, had taken an interest in him was overwhelming. He was quickly being overtaken by his lust for her, hoping that this encounter wasn�t going to just end with this simple kiss. The pilot pulled back from her lips for a moment, again looking into her eyes for any clue as to how far she wanted this to go. "Tifa�"

"Why�d you stop?" she asked, knitting her brow and looking disappointed.

"I�I just want to know what you�re thinkin�?" Cid panted to catch his breath, wondering if the strained tension within him was going to be rewarded.

"I don�t really want to think right now, Cid."

His smirk returned. "Then what do you want?"

Tifa�s lips parted as she prepared to give her answer. The blush of arousal was already upon her face and neck, betraying what her body had in mind. Locked into his blue eyes, Tifa gave her reply. "I want you, Cid. If this is going to be the last time we�re going to see each other for a while, then I want to spend the whole night with you."

This should have been clear enough, but before Cid got ahead of himself, he needed to ask just one more question. "Do you want us to go back below deck and to my room?"

With her eyes dimmed with passion, Tifa nodded slightly and gave her answer. "Yeah, let�s go."
A/N-- Oh, I do believe the smut is on the way! So, is it believable???
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