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It's Just Trash	By : KSipesh Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female Views: 1079 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I�m gonna do the best I can here� I am female and well, how the hell do I know?

It�s Just Trash

Chapter 5

I was already up and dressed by the time Cid ever so gently roused the others with his morning announcement, respectfully requesting that all aboard remove their hindquarters from their bunks. Naturally, he didn�t express it quite like that, but you get the gist.

That was at six, and by that time I�d been awake for nearly an hour. I tended to get up before the others. Last to bed, first to rise. That way, I had at least two brief episodes of peace everyday.

That morning, however, I hadn�t merely risen before the others because I wished to be alone, but rather, I�d gotten up because I simply wasn�t tired anymore. The sleep that I�d gotten had been the most restful that I�d had in living memory. There had been no nightmares, and that had been an experience that I�d been deprived of since being put into stasis.

That had been because of Tifa�s comfort and concern the night before-- and I was grateful.

In any event, I�d left my room and was sitting in the makeshift mess hall, finishing off my morning ration by the time the others began to arrive. First was Cid. He glanced in my direction as he picked up his MRE, and then landed at the table in the middle of the room. I was off in the corner, at the small table located there, feeling that I wasn�t welcome to sit with the others.

We were alone for the time being, and as he landed at his place and peeled off the foil from his breakfast, he glowered over at me. "What the fuck�s up, Valentine?"

I knew that he didn�t honestly want to talk to me, so I just dropped my gaze to my meal, stabbing one of the tater tots before me on the talon that graced my left index finger. I honestly had little need for silverware with those claws of mine. For the record, I detest tater tots, if not just for their ridiculous name. I placed it into my mouth and crushed it between my teeth.

Cid huffed. "Anti-social mother fucker." With that, Cid flung a plastic fork at me, which struck me harmlessly in the shoulder before clattering to the floor. "Have some God damned manners!"

I brought my gaze back up to meet his as I swallowed the cold morsel that I�d eaten. "Leave me alone."

"You ain�t no fun, Sunshine." Cid turned his attention to his food and got to eating, apparently opting to blow me off for the time being.

Shortly thereafter, Cloud and Barrett stumbled in, also getting their rations. They sat with Cid and were soon joined by Yuffie.

I pretended to pay no attention as Cid recounted to them how he�d hurled the fork at me and they all snickered. I felt some of them glance over at me, but I didn�t bother to look. I pushed my ration back and pulled the small carton of orange juice that I�d gotten to me. I stabbed one of my claws through the top of it and then shoved in the small straw that came with it.

At this, too, they laughed. I don�t know what struck them as so amusing about this. I did it every time we had breakfast on the ship. I suppose that I was simply the closest thing to entertainment that they had. This morning, however, their snide remarks and leers did nothing to dent my mood. Although I wasn�t showing it to them in the least, inwardly, I felt better than I had since joining AVALANCHE. I had a friend. All right, to me she was already far more than a friend.

That�s when Tifa arrived. I watched without noticeably staring as she went to the back of the room, picked up her ration and then headed toward me. She walked right past Cloud, who�d grown accustomed to her sitting with him during meals and she landed right before me.

The conversation at the other table immediately stopped and I saw several of them actually turn around to gawk at her back as she sat.

I locked into her gaze, delighted that she had opted to be near me, but knowing that she needed to move away, lest the others harass her later. "Tifa."

She gave me a smile. "How are you today?"

I had to turn my eyes elsewhere, not wishing to say what I had to. "You really ought not sit with me."

I may not have been looking directly at her, but I saw her instantly seem hurt. "Why not? I thought�"

"Tifa, it has nothing to do with how I feel about you." I dared to look into her eyes once more. "It has to do with the fact that they will make fun of you if they believe that you are interested in me in any way."

I had offended her, and she let me know it. "Who cares what they think? You know, all day yesterday when we were with the others, you ignored me completely. You can�t be someone�s friend and act like that."

I cringed inwardly. Still, I worried about how she would be treated by the others if she insisted on consorting with me in their presence. I spoke quietly and looked away from her, hoping that those at the other table couldn�t hear. "Tifa, as I said, it�s got nothing to do with my feelings for you. I am merely trying to save you from becoming the butt of their jokes. Turn around."

Tifa turned in her seat and saw that the others were staring.

Gently, I urged her, "Go over there before they get any ideas."

She took her breakfast and shuffled off, taking up her usual place beside Cloud. It pained me to have to watch her do that, but I knew it was for the best. Tifa opened her MRE and got to eating.

I watched in silence as Cloud said something to her, causing her to turn to him and say something quietly in response. Cloud then gestured toward me and glanced in my direction, saying something else.

Tifa raised her voice. "So, I can�t even talk to other people without you questioning me?"

His response came out loud enough for me to hear clearly. "Not him you can�t. You don�t know a damn thing about him, Tiff. All of us pretty much agree that he�s way far out there, and you have no idea what he�s capable of. Hell, some of us aren�t even sure that he�s really on our side."

And there it was. There was doubt as to my intentions in joining AVALANCHE. Despite all that I�d done on the battlefield, regardless of all the times that my gun had saved the lives of our party�s members, they had no faith in my loyalty. I had known that they didn�t like me as a person, but I had never imagined that my commitment to the cause was in question.

Yet, Tifa stepped up to my defense. "How dare you! You have no idea what he�s been through, Cloud. If anyone has a vested interest in seeing an end to all that�s going on right now, it sure as hell is him!"

Cloud scoffed. "And you do have some sort of idea? How�s that possible? The guy�s said like two words to all of us since he�s been here!"

I couldn�t bear to hear anymore. I got up silently from my place and slipped from the room. I wanted so badly to silence their taunts and mistreatment of Tifa, but I knew that coming to her defense would have done no more than alienate her further than I already had by simply existing. As the door swung closed behind me, I heard Tifa shout something at Cloud that also pertained to Cid, but I walked away before I caught all of it.

I was causing her to suffer the jeers of the others. Not only had she shared in my pain the night before, but now she was sharing in the day to day misery that I coped with. It made me feel-- subhuman to have brought that upon her. I cursed myself and retreated to my room.

The cat was not present and I went and sat upon my bed. I reached over and lifted up the chart that covered Tifa�s picture and gazed upon it. "I�m sorry."

Her smiling image just gazed back.

"I have no right to cause you such misery."

The silence of the room enveloped me and I let the chart fall back, covering the picture once more. I hung my head and sighed, wondering if it would simply be better for me to leave the ship. After all, with the exception of Tifa and perhaps Nanaki, they didn�t even think I was fighting on their side.

My train of thought was cut off as I heard a door a short way down the hall slam. From the direction of it, I knew that it was Tifa�s. I got up from my bed and went out the door, intending to say goodbye and then flee the ship.

I slipped down the hall in silence and placed my hand upon her door. Fearing that someone would come along and see me there, I dared to try opening it, finding it unlocked. I took the liberty of going inside. I closed the door silently behind me, seeing Tifa lying across her bed on her stomach, a candy bar in her hand. She began to unwrap it.

I announced my presence. "That is not acceptable for breakfast."

By the way she shot up from the bed and spun, I knew that I had frightened her. She let me know it, too. "It�s not acceptable to sneak up on people like that!"

I felt bad and looked away. Still, I had only entered under stealth in order to protect her. "Well, it wouldn�t do to have my arrival here potentially noticed by anyone, especially after what just occurred because you happened to sit by me for a few seconds."

She sat back upon the end of her bed and took a bite of her candy bar. "Fine. No one can ever know that we�re friends. Got it."

I wasn�t able to conceal the fact that her words and tone hit me hard. It felt like the wind had been knocked out of me and I went to Aeris� bed and sat opposite to her. In some sort of gesture, I reached out, wanting a candy bar, thinking that it might be the final one that I received from her.

Tifa seemed willing to humor me and she pulled another from her stash and tossed it at me. "There."

"What did they say to you after I left?" I asked, curious.

She didn�t take her eyes off of her candy. "Nothing that you probably didn�t already figure out."

From her tone, I knew that she was still upset about it and didn�t want to discuss the situation.

"I see." I pulled the wrapper back from what she�d given me and started eating, feeling that it would keep me from saying anything upsetting or stupid for at least a few moments.

Tifa looked up and stared at me. "How do you put up with it?"

"The knowledge that there is a greater good to be accomplished. What I have to endure to see to that end is insignificant." I finished my treat and considered the wrapper for a few seconds, before seeing if Tifa was still interested in collecting such bits of trash from me. If she took it, I would at least have some notion of where I stood with her and I would know whether or not to just leave. That piece of trash suddenly was the most important thing in the world.

To my delight, she readily plucked it from my hand and placed it carefully upon the bed behind her, before throwing her own into the garbage can.

I shook my head in my disbelief. "Your journal is going to be nothing more than a repository for my garbage."

"So?" she replied simply.

Someone then came to the door, beating upon it. Tifa�s eyes went wide. "Crap."

I got up and went behind her locker, so that whoever it was wouldn�t be able to see me when she answered.

"Open the fuck up!" Cid�s gruff voice shouted through the door.

I heard her open it. "What?"

There was as short pause before Cid replied. "Uh, look, I know you got pissed this morning, and I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."

Tifa�s voice sounded incensed. "Okay� It�s just that you guys�never mind. You all showed me exactly what kind of people you are this morning."

The door then slammed and locked. Cid could be heard cursing to himself out in the hall before he walked off. I noticed the sound of his door soon opening and slamming as he retreated to his room.

Tifa went and sat on her bed again, and I went back to where I had been as well. Cid and Tifa had possessed a certain chemistry between them and I had possibly destroyed that. "Now, I�ve driven a wedge between Cid and you."

She shook her head, still obviously angry. "He�s a pain in the ass and he�s getting what he deserves."

I looked at the door, wondering how long it would be before Cloud came along demanding her attention. "You and Cid got along well before this. In fact, I think that you�re the only one on this ship that he treats like a human being."

Tifa�s expression softened somewhat. "Cid�s a decent guy on some level, he�s just crass and overbearing. He�s got a good heart, but I�m starting to see that it�s selective."

I had to honestly doubt that concept. After watching how Cid verbally abused his lover back in Rocket, I couldn�t help but think that simply put, Cid was most likely an insufferable ass. Still, Tifa liked him. "I don�t want to cost you your friends, Tifa."

"Damn it, Vincent, if they�re willing to turn on me because I like you then they aren�t really my friends, are they? Real friends don�t do that." She crossed her arms, looking upset again.

Having real friends was a concept to which I wasn�t exactly familiar. "I�ve not had many friends. I guess I wouldn�t know."

Tifa left her bed and sat at my side, the remaining anger that she possessed seeming to lift. "You do now. At least one, in any event."

With that, my resolve to leave the ship and disappear withered and died. I closed my eyes, debating whether or not I should dare to see how deep her feelings for me went. After the mess with Lucrecia, I wanted to know how she felt from the outset, so I wouldn�t let my delusions get the better of me. I turned toward her and asked, "Just friends?"

Tifa gave me the most beautiful smile that I had ever witnessed. "No, not as far as I�m concerned."

I admitted something. "Me neither."

She stared into my eyes, searching for something.

I remembered what Nanaki had said to me the night before. If Tifa honestly had an interest in me, then I was going to go for it. She seemed willing to put up with whatever being with me brought on. I undid my cloak and let it fall away from me. I smiled back at her. "Your life is going to be hell with the others, you know."

Tifa came closer. "I don�t give a damn about them anymore."

I touched the side of her face with my right hand, able to appreciate the fact that she was trembling just the smallest amount. There was anticipation and fear in her expression and I realized that it meant something. Tifa was a virgin. "Tifa, are you certain?"

"Huh?" Her naiveté was painfully endearing.

Then again, I wasn�t exactly experienced either. I had entertained a few girlfriends here and there during my life, but never once had I kept them long enough to take them to my bed. Nor had I honestly wanted to. I had some romantic notion of waiting until I could be with someone I honestly loved. That had damned me to abstinence for twenty-seven years.

I wanted her to feel that she had a way out. "Are you certain you want to be with me?"

Her trembling worsened, and her voice was hushed. "Yes, I do."

I gazed into her eyes, looking for any sign of uncertainty. "You honestly wish to waste your first time with me?"

Tifa was apparently shocked at my perception. "How do you know?"

I let my hand leave her cheek and go beneath her chin, and I found myself staring at her lips. I would confess to my inexperience, hoping that it would alleviate some of her fear. "Subtle signs. However, you need not feel self-conscious about the fact. It�s refreshing to know that there are others who have made it into their twenties without ever having done it."

Her eyes went wide. "What?"

"Aside fromm Hojo forcing his way upon me, I�ve never�" I turned away from her as I felt a deep blush come to my face.

Tifa�s expression was amusing. "Wait, you were twenty-seven years old, a Turk, and you�re a virgin?"

I smiled a little. I had been an outcast as a Turk, I�m not above admitting that. More than once had my fellow Turks paid prostitutes to try and�entertain me, but never had I acquiesced. For that, I was proud. I had saved myself for someone I loved, and if all went well-- and yes, things rarely did-- I would get to share that first experience with Tifa. God, I hoped to share that experience with Tifa. "It isn�t a job requirement or any such thing. I was ridiculed by my fellow Turks for my lack of cavorting, I will admit."

There was no hint of doubt in her countenance. Tifa knew that I was speaking the truth. "Okay."

I still had my hand beneath her chin and I moved closer to her, deciding to see how she would react to being kissed. I know we�d done that a few times, but there was a completely different feeling in the air now. As my lips met hers, she placed her hands upon my face, urging me closer. Her lips parted and I was welcomed in, this time daring to go deeper than I had before. My tongue danced against hers and I dropped my hand from her chin and placed it behind her back, coaxing her body closer to mine.

After a few minutes, I sat back and examined her. There was a flush upon her neck and face, and her eyes were only half opened. Her expression spoke more to me than any words in that moment could ever have. I reached up and pulled my headband away, allowing my hair to fall freely. I wasn�t doing it in any attempt to hide this time, it was just that all of the fabric upon my body suddenly seemed terribly constricting.

Tifa seemed far more enthralled with this simple action than I ever would have anticipated. In a heartbeat, her hands were wrapped up in my locks, and I closed my eyes as the novel sensation of someone playing amongst my tresses got the better of me. I was suddenly very glad that I hadn�t cut it since coming out of stasis, although I�d been tempted to do so a few times. For lack of a better term, Tifa seemed to be in hog heaven.

How she could be this taken with me I had no earthly idea, and I opened my eyes a little and looked over at her.

"I�ve never seen anyone like you," she whispered to me, trailing her hands to my shoulders. "You�re amazing."

I looked away, not accustomed to such commentary. Oh, there had been claims by the others that there indeed was no one else like me, but it wasn�t said in the same spirit as what Tifa meant. I felt her hands upon my face shortly thereafter as she bade me to look at her.

"Vincent, at some point you�re going to have to accept that I�m not lying to you." Her eyes were glowing with a fire that I�d not seen before.

"I know you�re not, it�s just that I cannot understand someone being interested in me. No one has ever been." I noticed that my voice sounded strained, and it made me cringe inwardly. I wasn�t coming off as the epitome of confident masculinity for her. Then again, if she�d wanted that, Tifa wouldn�t have ever been drawn to me in the first place. She would be next door with Cid. That was a horrifying thought. I quelled my reaction to my own mind�s words.

Tifa seemed eager to show me how interested she was and I found myself kissing her once more and her hands were again drawn to my hair. I was already painfully aroused and the motions of my mouth became more aggressive as I hinted with my tongue what I wanted our bodies to be doing.

Then, a peculiar thought came to my mind. We were sitting upon Aeris� bed. Now, I knew full well that Cloud had been in this very place with the deceased girl behind Tifa�s back and I wasn�t well for that. I had to get up from the bed. "Tifa�"

She looked up at me, not understanding. "What, Vincent?"

I went and sat upon her bed. "I don�t think that we should be on Aeris� bed, that�s all."

Tifa laughed. I think she�d figured that I�d moved away from her as some prelude to leaving. She got up and walked over to me, and I held out my right hand toward her as she approached. I pulled her to me and she easily fell forward. I found myself on my back with Tifa lying atop me. Things went flying from the bed and to the floor as this happened, but that was not my primary concern.

The feeling of her body against mine was exquisite. I offered her the most sincere smile that I can ever remember giving. She reciprocated my expression before moving to kiss me once again. My arms, both real and metal, found their way behind her back, holding her to me and increasing the friction between us. Tifa seemed to take notice of my physical state and sighed against my lips as she brought her legs up to straddle me, placing where I wished to join her body over the focus of my anticipation. I couldn�t suppress the sound that escaped me as she rocked her hips against mine.

I pushed her back so I could search her eyes once more. There were going to be few chances to back out from here forward. I licked my lips before daring to speak. "I�m not going to be able to stop if we go much further."

"I don�t want you to stop�ever." Her voice was little more than a breathless whisper, and she drove her hips downward upon me once more, shattering the last of my resistance.

I gently pushed her off of me and placed my body upon hers, before invading her mouth as my pent up passion got the better of me. Without giving it any thought, my body moved against hers, desperate for contact. Tentatively, I let my right hand come up and lightly trail over the swell of her chest, wanting to see what her reaction to this would be.

Tifa groaned quietly and moved beneath me, in apparent approval of this touch. I let my mouth stray from hers and down her neck, inhaling deeply against her skin, intoxicated by the scent of her body. There was no flaw that I could find in her.

She arched her back, signaling me to do more. I gave in to one of my more base male desires at that point and pulled up her shirt, giving me my first look at one of the concealed portions of her body.

As anyone who has ever laid eyes upon her knows, Tifa is more than ample in the way of her physical endowments. I took in all that I could of her, purring in my satisfaction. No artificial, silicone implanted body could ever have measured up to what I had offered up before me. I closed my eyes and lowered down, daring to explore what was displayed to me with my lips.

My mouth first was upon Tifa�s left breast. As I experimentally nipped at her flesh carefully, she moved beneath me more, and entangled her hands within my hair, keeping me in place. I then moved to the other side of her chest, this time drawing the peak of her breast through my lips, toying with it gently with my tongue, and for this I was rewarded with a lusty moan. I seemed to be pleasing her in some way. However, I knew that this wasn�t where it was going to end and I pulled away after a while, lying beside her.

Tifa then made her first moves to tease me. Her hands unbuckled both of my belts in a few concise motions. This was maddening and I felt my body shaking as I anticipated the first time her hands would make contact with my hardened flesh.

My pants were undone within a few short seconds, and one of her delicate hands slipped beneath the fabric of my boxers, grazing against me. She then grasped me firmly, and drove her hand down my length, only stopping when she met my body.

In my over excited state, this was almost more than I could bear. I threw my head back, unable to quelsh the groan that burned in my throat. I quickly took my right hand and clutched her wrist, fearing that anymore stroking by her would prove to be too much. The last thing I wished to do was ruin my chance at our first physical encounter because of my inability to maintain control for any reasonable amount of time.

I pulled Tifa�s hand up to my mouth and placed a kiss upon it. I met her gaze, somewhat embarrassed at myself. "Careful�"

She offered me a smile and a nod, seeming to understand.

I allowed my right hand to land upon her leg, and moved it up inch by inch. It was eventually beneath the hem of her skirt and Tifa thrust her hips up, seeming to implore me to do as I wished. My hand worked its way beneath all the barriers of clothing that separated us. I touched her cautiously, not yet knowing how much was too much for her. There was such heat coming from her�I can�t honestly explain it. My fingers parted her and I found that as they ran over the small knot of flesh above her entrance, that her entire body seemed to respond and she moaned again, this time louder than before. I lingered there for a few minutes before moving my hand slightly lower. One of my fingers then found its way inside of her and I watched her reaction to this.

Tifa cried out as I carefully thrust at her with my hand. I kissed Tifa again, and her hips came up off of the bed, inviting me to go deeper within. She groaned into my mouth, making my arousal come to the point of painfulness. I knew I couldn�t wait much longer, but a realization came to my mind regarding the situation.

I pulled back from her and looked down into her eyes, as I withdrew my hand.

"Vincent?" she called up to me, looking disappointed that I�d stopped.

We may have been caught up in the moment, but I was well aware of the potential ramifications of what we were close to doing. I knew that if nothing else, Tifa probably had no designs on being a mother at any point in the near future, and certainly not of a child of mine. I pushed aside my cowardice and managed to get out the one word I had to. "Pr�protection?"

Tifa smiled that shy smile of hers. "It�s all right, I�ve been on the pill for a few years."

My relief over that answer was probably more than obvious. Yet, I had one more thing to ask. "Tifa�are you ready?"

There was absolutely no hesitation in her response. "Yes."

When you get right down to it, I�m a male. I didn�t need to be told twice. I sat up quickly and removed everything that I still had on, needing to be free of my clothing. I don�t think I�ve ever stripped that fast before in my life-- not even before my Chaos transformations.

That done, I resumed my previous pose upon the bed, lying on my side and watching as Tifa shed the rest of her outfit. I was more than a little self-conscious in that moment.

Yes, I�d been in locker rooms before and I�d seen other males and comparatively, I figured that I was potentially above average. Then again, every once in a while, you�d see males in those situations who put everyone to shame and seemed to enjoy it, never bothering to have the decency to throw a towel around their waist to spare the rest of us. There was one such person aboard this ship, and it drove me up the wall. I cursed under my breath every time I went to the communal showers aboard the ship and found said person there. All I have to say is that the taunts toward us �puny white boys� got old. Fast. Some people need to learn limits, but I digress. I�m delaying getting on with the tale, and for that, I apologize.

Tifa returned to my side, examining me briefly and seeming to accept what she saw. I, in turn, admired her as well. She was strong and athletic, but possessed enough substance to her body as to give her the curves that a woman just isn�t a woman without. I�ve never been one much for that whole waif look, I suppose. I want my lover to look like a woman, not a fourteen-year-old boy, if it�s all the same to everyone else.

And Tifa definitely looked like a woman.

I moved to kiss her, feeling her still trembling as was I. As the kiss deepened, I pulled myself atop her, supporting myself as much as possible upon my elbows, not wishing to crush her.

Tifa�s legs moved, allowing my hips to sink between her thighs. We were close-- so damned close.

My lips went to explore her neck as I awaited her final sign of permission. Tifa didn�t make me wait long.

"Vincent, please, I want you."

I moved to look down into her eyes, seeing the emotion and lust that burned there, and it was for me. Tifa was there all for me. I took my right hand and reached downward so that I could find my way into Tifa�s body easily. Once situated, I dared to push forward, going ever so slowly, terrified that I would harm her.

I hadn�t finished my drive in when she bucked up beneath me, crying out and holding onto me with all she had. I quit moving and as her head lulled back, I gazed down into her eyes, needing to know from her what I needed to do. "Are�you all right?"

She nodded, the expression of pain fading. Tifa�s eyes fluttered close and she sat up slightly, so that her lips were close to my ear. In a pleading and impassioned voice, she let me know exactly. "Oh God, Vincent, fuck me�"

To be honest, I nearly lost it right then and there, but I suppressed that primal release by some small miracle. The softness and heat inside of her enveloped me, making me little more than an animal intent on the act. I kissed her again and couldn�t help but growl as I finished my first thrust, and followed it with another, until I�d settled into a slow rhythm.

With each move I made, Tifa�s gasps and moans escalated, signaling to me that I was doing things right. Her hands clutched my back, her nails digging in on occasion, but the pain was instantly translated into pleasure.

Everything else ceased to exist for me while our bodies were together like that. My past didn�t matter, the mission we were on faded away. Tifa was my entire universe and that was all that I wanted.

I could feel something beginning to happen as Tifa�s body began to constrict around me. Her cries got louder and she threw her head back, allowing me to kiss her neck once more.

Then, she said the impossible.

"Vincent�I love you�"

I froze-- I literally froze. I found myself lost in her eyes, wondering if I�d perhaps misheard her. "What?"

Tifa became frantic at the cessation of my motions. "No! Don�t stop!"

I couldn�t just let it go. "What did you say, Tifa?"

She gazed back at me, the lust momentarily pushed aside by something else, something that I didn�t recognize. "I love you."

Tifa�s just caught up in the moment. It was merely said in the heat of passion, don�t read anything else into it! my mind implored me, yet I didn�t honestly feel that it was that simple. At least, I hoped that it wasn�t that simple. Then again, with my past luck, that�s what it most likely was. I needed her to know that I didn�t want that particular phrase uttered unless it was done in absolute sincerity. My heart couldn�t stand it otherwise. "Don�t say things like that."

"I do, Vincent." Tifa�s hands came up and framed my face. "I love you and I don�t want you to stop."

Then again, I�d been wrong before and sometimes, I�d been a downright idiot. What business did I have doubting anything that Tifa said to me? "Do�do you honestly?"

"Oh God, Vincent, I do," Tifa called up to me, her eyes indicating that this was nothing but the heart felt truth.

I wondered when the dream would end and I would wake up alone in my bed. Tifa loved me. She didn�t just want to talk to me, she didn�t just want to be my friend, and apparently she wanted more than for us just to be�intimate partners. Tifa didn�t want me, she loved me.

And as I�ve already admitted, I loved her in return. Now, I was able to confess it to her. "Tifa, I love you, too."

I know it�s cliché to say that time stood still or any such thing, but I swear to you that it did. We remained there unmoving, our bodies as one, staring into one another�s eyes.

Then, I moved to kiss her again and could no longer hold back from thrusting into her anymore. That�s when I felt her well-muscled legs come up to be placed around my waist.

With that, Tifa�s groans became outright screams, broken up with her repeated declaration of her love for me. Her body did the most wonderful thing in that moment as she was satisfied, and she contracted firmly and repeatedly around my length. That was more than I could take, but as I let go within her, I felt Chaos stir. Through the ecstasy of my climax, I had to fight the demon within me, feeling a burn in my back as his wings threatened to erupt. I drove that monster into submission and unconsciously, I stabbed into the pillow beneath Tifa�s head with my left hand, hopelessly ruining it.

Shortly thereafter, and overwhelming peace came over me and I reluctantly withdrew from my beloved and lay down beside her. A complete feeling of exhaustion enshrouded me and I looked into Tifa�s eyes. "Tifa?"

She rolled onto her side and draped an arm across my waist. "Yeah?"

I kissed her gently in my gratitude over her acceptance. "Thank you."

Tifa smiled. "That�s sort of a weird thing to say after sex, Vincent."

"Perhaps, I wouldn�t know." I grinned in return. Still, I needed just one more affirmation from her. "But, did you mean it?"

"Yes, Vincent, I love you. Accept it."

"Why?" I asked. It was a less than well thought out response on my part.

Tifa growled in frustration. "Because I do."

I knew better than to keep pushing her, lest I drive her to the realization that I�m probably not all that mentally stable. Besides, putting my own insecurities onto her wasn�t fair. She loved me, and deep down, I knew that she wasn�t toying with me.

I offered her a smile and a light kiss upon her lips. "I love you, too."
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