A Lazy Ocean Hugs the Shore | By : Kassi Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Tifa
Tifa swayed to the sounds of soft marimba rhythms from the radio. She gathered glasses into the sink, ran the hot tap, squirted in soap. In her distraction she splashed water on her dress and failed to care.
She couldn’t slop grinning. Her mind instant-replayed ultra-hot memories she wanted to preserve forever. Such quiet, desperate groans and grunts, two beautiful male forms enjoying each other, the unexpected pleasure of paying witness to Cloud’s helpless ecstasy as his head tipped back and he screamed. Like the greatest sport on the planet, she thought with a soft chuckle to herself, still lightheaded from all the booze. Forget the uniforms. Forget the teams. I’d pay to see that. She loved that sleepy look Cloud had given her before he’d conked out on Rude’s chest, the moon lighting up blond spikes Rude was caressing, so pale against dark skin. His happiness eased disappointed pangs that she hadn’t been the one to bring it forth. How could I be sad? she thought. I’ve been to the Promised Land!Cloud
Cloud dismounted Fenrir and took out the PHS he’d felt buzz in his pocket as he rode out to Kalm. He flipped it open. A message from Tifa’s PHS, time-stamped shortly after Cloud left that morning, came through.
A grin burst out all over his face at the picture. Rude’s left eyebrow arched high over the edge of Cloud’s sunglasses. Cloud peeled Rude’s off his face and twirled them around by the temple, eying them thoughtfully. Then he planted the shades back on the bridge of his nose, held up his phone in front of his face with the lens aimed in, and snapped a picture. He leaned against a wall and tapped out a text, then sent it.Rude
“You look like you had a fun time,” Rude murmured at Reno’s haggard appearance as they crossed the chopper pad on the roof of the WRO’s main building in Edge.
Reno grinned tiredly. “I’m telling you, man: ‘thank god Meteor didn’t kill us’ sex is the greatest thing in the world. You have to get in on that action before it’s gone.” He spread his arms. “Whaddya say? Turtle’s Paradise tonight? Couple of giggling gals? I’m sure some of those Wutai chicks ain’t so repressed they can’t appreciate two grade-A Turk specimens.” Rude’s PHS buzzed as he shook his head at his incorrigible partner. He fished it out of his inner breast pocket and flipped it open. The picture that popped up stopped him in his tracks. Underneath the delicious picture he read text that sent reserves of blood rushing southward and spun up his pulse: ‘What will you do to get them back?’ “…Just lose those new shades, you look like a fucking ski instructor!” Reno called ironically over his shoulder as he climbed up into the cockpit of the black Shinra chopper. Rude shut his phone a moment later, grinning, and headed for the chopper. He’d used company property to send the filthiest message he’d ever so much as conceptualized. “Got a booty call?” Reno leered as Rude joined him in the cockpit. “And more importantly, does she have a friend?” Rude chuckled softly to himself at the mental image of Reno trying to make time with Tifa and receiving a roundhouse kick to the balls. He put on his headset. His PHS buzzed again and he flipped it out as Reno spun up the chopper. “She hot? You got any naked pictures of her?” said Reno. Rude hardened as he read: ‘Friday, your place?’ “C’mon, partner! I always show you! What unholy hotness broke your ridiculously long celibacy streak? …I’m gonna find out anyway. I always do. Make is easier for yourself.” Rude stashed his phone with an enigmatic smile, reply sent. “You’re no fun at all,” Reno muttered as Rude took hold of the control stick, anticipating the blonde-haired enjoyment to come.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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