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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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Aw, I know everyone�s off watching their pirated copies of Advent Children! Who wants to read fan fiction!

Anyway, yeah, sex warning and whatnot. You know the drill.

It�s Just Trash

Chapter 8

I roused from my sleep when the sun managed its way through the trees, blazing down upon me. I opened my eyes and stared up at the sky, appreciating that it was clear and cloudless.

Cloudless�

That, naturally, set me to thinking about Tifa and the fact that she was with Cloud on the airship. Yet, as I had said the night before to her, I was fine with the situation. I trusted her. Besides, she had returned to her room to sleep last night, so I had been reassured that all was well.

I tried to turn my head to the side, and felt something there. I moved to see what it was, and found that I had left the radio where it had fallen from my hand, and furthermore, that it was on.

Not only was it on, but apparently, Tifa�s was still on as well, for I could hear her drawing in slow breaths on the other end. Contented to have this simple affirmation of her presence, I settled back down, keeping the radio in my hand and to my ear. I closed my eyes and envisioned her sleeping.

A while later, I heard her stirring, and I knew that she�d awoken. I didn�t say anything, wishing instead to see if she noticed that she�d left her radio transmitting throughout the night.

I received my answer shortly thereafter. Her voice whispered to me, "Vincent?"

I smiled to myself. "Good morning. Fell asleep with the radio on, too?"

"I did." She giggled.

I sat up. "I�ve been awake for about an hour now, just listening to you breathe while sleeping."

"I hope I wasn�t talking in my sleep," Tifa said back, her voice laced with amusement.

I couldn�t help but laugh a little. "You did no such thing. I�m going to get on my way now that I�ve had the opportunity to speak with you."

"All right." There was something in her reply then, I think it was� disappointment.

"Tifa, I love you," I said, still not used to being able to say such a thing openly.

"I love you, too. Soon, right?" Tifa sounded more upbeat.

"Yes." And with that, I turned off my radio before I found myself unable to quit speaking with her.

Within a few short minutes, I had my things packed and my morning routines carried out. I began to search the area for Tseng�s grave marker. We had returned there once before, and I had found it quite by accident. After he�d died in the temple, I had pulled his body outside, but hadn�t been given the opportunity to bury him. The Turks, however, had found where I had left him evidently, and they had been up to the task.

What I had found before was a simple wooden plank, driven into the ground, written upon in Reno�s atrocious handwriting. It had merely stated Tseng�s name, and the date of his death.

I was moderately surprised to find out that Reno was literate at all. Why the Turks had sunk so low in their hiring standards had been a quandary on my mind since being awakened.

In any event, I looked around for probably close to an hour before coming upon the location. My search had been made more difficult by the fact that the makeshift grave marker had been knocked over by someone or something.

I knelt down upon the ground and righted the marker. I reached out with my left hand and tried to bush away some of the leaves that had fallen upon the gravesite. As I did so, however, I couldn�t help but notice how firm the ground felt beneath the debris. Perhaps it was just a function of those who�d buried him having compacted the earth well, but part of me doubted this. As I continued to clear away the leaves, I saw that the ground seemed relatively undisturbed beneath.

Now, I was curious. It had only been perhaps a week and a half since Tseng had died, and there was no way that the soil should look this settled yet.

My morbid curiosity got the better of me, and employing my left hand, I began to dig. What I had intended to be a day of fasting and mediation quickly became no more than hours of exhaustive toil as I found myself attempting to exhume my brother using nothing more than the claw that Hojo had fused onto my arm.

The ground was just too damned firm. There was no way that he�d been buried here, but still, I burrowed, in some desperate attempt to find his remains. I needed to know what had become of his body. For some reason, it was important to me-- maybe it was a need for closure.

I became almost manic over it. Tseng had been my last living link to the past. I had to know what had become of him. I dug, and hours passed. I grew hot from my work and shed my cloak and eventually my shirt. Even though I was under the cover of the forest above, with as fair as my complexion was, I knew that I was going to wind up with a sunburn by the day�s end, but that was of little concern to me.

All I wanted was to find my damned brother.

By late afternoon, I had managed to go down nearly four feet, and the width of the pit I had scraped out of the earth was considerable, as I had widened the scope of my search.

Finally, I simply accepted the truth. I wasn�t going to find him, and that disturbed me to no end. I supposed that perhaps the marker had been put in the wrong location, or some such thing. I didn�t have any idea. I sat on the edge of the void I had created and rested my arms upon my knees. I hung my head and looked into the cavity, wondering.

"You know, I figured you were one sick fuck, but this�wow."

I leapt up to my feet and withdrew the sidearm that I had strapped to my hip. I looked down the barrel of my gun, finding myself aiming squarely at Reno�s face. My dislike for the man before me welled up, and I found myself having to refrain from pulling the trigger. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," he shot back, his eyes narrowing.

"I asked you first."

"Put the fuckin� gun down, Vinny." In a display to show me that he wasn�t afraid in the least, he turned his back to me. "You ain�t gonna shoot me at this point in the game."

He was either incredibly confident of his understanding of the situation, or he was a complete and utter moron. Time would soon tell. I cocked my gun.

The Turk glanced back over his shoulder at me. "If you were gonna shoot me, you would�ve already done it."

Point taken, and he was correct. Still, I maintained my aim in the event he attempted any of his usual tricks.

"You wanna know why I�m here?" Reno turned to face me. "I was coming to pay my respects."

"To Tseng?"

"Wow, Vinny! You�ve been working on your skills to observe the obvious! You must have your Obvious Materia up to Master, huh?"

I literally ached to pull the trigger, yet something prevented me from doing so. There was something about Reno in that moment that I�d never seen before. I opted to see what he had to say.

"Anyway, yeah, I came to sorta pay some kind of tribute to the guy. The world�s about to end, and I ain�t got anyone I�d really want to spend that time with, since the person I was closest to is dead and gone." Reno walked a few paces away and then sat on a fallen log. He hung his head and sighed heavily.

I watched him, fascinated. This was not the arrogant and cocky young Turk that I�d become familiar with over the past few weeks. This was a man who was profoundly lonely and upset. I never would have thought Reno capable of feeling such things.

After several minutes of silence, he looked up at me, his eyes reddened. "I was just a kid when I began training for the Turks. Tseng was there all along� I never had anyone in my life that stuck around for more than a few weeks. Everyone had always come and gone. Tseng was the only one that seemed like he was always going to be there. Then this shit�" He raised his hand and motioned toward where the Temple had stood. "And, boom, he was gone, too."

This was not at all what I had expected. I lowered my gun finally and placed it back into its holster. The man before me was absolutely no threat.

"My whole fuckin� world is destroyed. I don�t give a rat�s ass about Meteor anymore." Reno wiped his cheek and looked up at me. "So, what the hell you doin� out here and what in the fuck are you digging for?"

"I was�" I looked down into the pit. "I was trying to find Tseng�s body."

Reno shot to his feet and contorted his face into a look of disgust. "That�s so fuckin� gross! You�re a lucky son of a bitch that he ain�t buried there, cause he sure as hell woulda been pretty ripe by now!"

"He�s not buried here?" I reached over and pointed at the grave marker. "Then what is that?"

Reno rolled his eyes and shook his head. "It�s a fuckin� memorial, you retard. Tseng was in the Temple when it collapsed."

"No, he wasn�t." I took a few steps closer to him. "I pulled his body out and placed it outside. I thought that you and the other Turks found him and buried him afterward."

"There wasn�t nothing to bury, Vinny." Reno shoved his hands into his pockets. "We didn�t find nothin�."

I was intrigued. "I wonder�"

The thought that something else had happened to his body cut at me deeply. I wasn�t well for the notion that he�d been dragged off and consumed by animals or some such. However, it did me no good to speculate.

"So, why were you lookin� for him?" Reno asked, breaking the silence.

I decided against sharing with him the fact that said man had been my brother. "Curiosity."

"I know I said it before, but you�re one sick bastard." Reno offered me his smile. "You and those other AVALANCHE punks are supposed to be savin� the world, and I find you trying to dig up dead Turks in the forest." He tapped the side of his head. "Hojo really did a number on your brain, huh?"

I shook my head and looked away. I wasn�t inclined to discuss things further with Reno. I reached down and reclaimed up my shirt, putting it back on. Once that was done, I grabbed my cloak and pack and I began to walk away.

"So that�s it? You�re just gonna walk away?" Reno called out after me.

I turned back to face him. "As you said, I�m supposed to be saving the world."

"Okay." Reno sat back down on the log he�d been on before. "Good luck with that, then."

I just faced away and started walking once more. There was no reason for me to be here at all. My brother�s remains were unaccounted for. I suppose all of us possess that small, illogically hopeful piece within our minds, and I couldn�t help but dwell on the false hope that he was alive somehow�somewhere.

He had been dead when I had pulled him out of that building. I knew it, but still, the mind wonders.

The sun had just set when I made my way back to the beach. I found the hovercraft resting there, and Porter was beside it, sitting in front of a small campfire.

The young man looked up at me. "I was wondering if you were going to come back."

"I said I would." I dropped my pack to the sand. "Can we go now?"

"Now?" Porter looked dismayed. "Look, if we take off now, I�m going to fall asleep half way there."

How a boy of his age couldn�t stay up until all hours of the night perplexed me. "Surely you can make a five hour trip. We would get back to where I need to be no later than one in the morning."

"That�s way too late for me." Porter turned his gaze back to the fire. "Let�s go in the morning."

After all that I had subjected Porter to before while I�d made the effort to hijack his vehicle, I decided to relent. We would go in the morning. "Fine."

He seemed pleased with this. "Are you hungry? I�ve got some things in the cooler in the craft."

I simply began to walk away. I was hungry, but I could go without.

"Where you going?"

"To be alone. I will wake you in the morning and we will go," I said back, continuing on my way.

I went to where the trees met the beach and walked in a short way. Once I found a decent spot, I pulled out my blanket and bedded down. It may have only been eight, but I was exhausted from my futile digging.

Being still disturbed by the whereabouts of my brother�s remains, I didn�t sleep well at all. I drifted in and out of consciousness. I opened my eyes at one point and realized that it was roughly the same time at night that it had been when I had radioed Tifa the night before. I decided to give it a try. Besides, having the reassurance that she was sleeping in her room would be a welcomed thing.

I pulled out the radio and turned it on. I signaled to her several times, but nothing came back. I thought perhaps that I was just in a bad location for transmitting and as such, I decided to give sending a signal to someone else a try.

Gritting my teeth, I hit the only other frequency number on it that I knew off the top of my head and waited.

"This better be real damn important."

My first compulsion was just to turn off my radio now that I had the validation of it indeed working, yet, I hesitated. "Highwind�"

"What in the hell do you want?" he shot back. "Do you have any idea what I was in the middle of? Any idea at all?"

I closed my eyes, not overly thrilled with how angry he sounded. "I�d rather not dwell on it."

"What�s wrong? I know you ain�t just makin� a social call." I heard something either thrown or slammed in the background.

"I was just calling to make sure that everything was all right." I sat up.

I could hear him scoff. "I know what you�re up to. You�re wantin� to see if Tifa�s called me at all, right?"

"Has she?" I knew I would never hear the end of it from him once we were all back together for this. More fodder for his derision.

"No, I ain�t heard shit, now, if you�ll excuse me, I�d like to get back to what I was doing, if you don�t mind. Shera�s gonna run cold if I don�t get to it," he said, something like amusement in his tone.

With that, I simply turned off the radio and let if fall to the ground beside my blanket. I did not need the visual that I had just been so generously granted by Cid. One more nightmare for me to suffer, I supposed.

I continued to lie there, trying without success to sleep. I wondered where Tifa was. I knew I could trust her, but the fact she wasn�t in her room where she would have heard the radio bothered me. I guess it boiled down to typical, petty fear. I thought I was above such things, but I was incorrect.

When I could stand it no longer, I got up from the ground and packed my belongings once more. I made my way back to the beach to where Porter was sleeping. I nudged him with the side of my boot, causing him to stir and gaze up at me.

"It�s time to go now." I said flatly.

"But it�s still dark!" He didn�t seem pleased.

"It�s technically morning." I pulled the keys to the hovercraft from my pocket and dropped them upon his chest. "And that was the deal. Now, get up."

Porter clearly wanted to argue the plan with me, however, I believe that the prospect of my four thousand gil got the better of him. He picked himself up off the ground and grabbed his possessions.

I was already inside the vehicle and strapped in by the time he landed in the driver�s seat to my left.

The young man looked over at me. "Back to where you originally pulled your gun on me?"

I just raised my right hand and motioned forward. He already knew the answer, and I wasn�t feeling particularly talkative.

He fired up the craft and headed us back north. The movement of the vehicle, along with the roar of the engines slowly lulled me into the sleep that eluded me back at the campsite. I drifted off, and didn�t awaken until the ship came to a stop and the engines were cut.

"Hey, you were out the whole trip!" Porter laughed at me. "Catching flies and the whole nine yards."

That was a phrase that I wasn�t familiar with. "I was what?"

Porter�s green eyes met my own, a smile upon his lips. "Catching flies."

I cocked an eyebrow at him. I�d led a fairly sheltered existence.

"Like this." Porter closed his eyes and let his head fall backward, his mouth hanging open. He began to make a snoring sound.

I know that I don�t snore. I may sleep with my mouth open, but I sure as hell know for a fact that I do not snore. "Very nice."

I got up from my seat, grabbed my pack and exited the craft. Sure enough, he�d brought us back to the exact location where I had met him the other day. I looked around, seeing that the sun had just crested the horizon.

"So, about that money?"

I turned to face Porter, seeing that he was standing behind me with his hand extended out. I considered him for a moment, before placing my pack upon the ground and kneeling before it. I dug through its contents until I found my wallet. I pulled out the considerable amount of cash that was within it. I flipped through the bills, seeing that it was actually a little more than four grand. Nonetheless, I held it all up to him. "There."

Porter took the money and counted it quickly. "Whoa, I�ve never had this much before."

"You earned it." I closed my pack back up and stood again. "Now, goodbye, Porter."

"Bye, Vincent," he said quietly behind me. "You aren�t so bad for a thief."

Eager to see Tifa and confirm for myself that she was all right, I made my way as quickly as I could. I made it back to the airship within the hour. As I approached it, the airship began to move. Apparently, I was late. I ran as quickly as I could and managed to grab onto one of the mooring ropes before they got out of my reach. I climbed up easily enough, winding up on the deck of the ship. There was a hatch there that basically acted as a skylight for the bridge below.

I was going to simply drop through and make my presence known, but I hesitated, opting instead to listen for a moment. What I heard didn�t help my concern over what Tifa had been doing while I was away.

Nanaki and Cid�s voices both carried up to me. They were insinuating that they�d seen something transpire between Cloud and my lover. In my heart, I knew they were just being childish as they tended to be at times, however, I found myself dreading the possibility that there might be something more to it than that.

Tifa�s voice then screamed out. "Were you watching?"

With such a statement from her, I didn�t know what to think and I jumped down, alighting behind Cloud. I looked over at Tifa momentarily, but looked away, shamed that I was questioning her fidelity. Our relationship wasn�t yet old enough for me to be able to completely allay such concerns.

I surprised Cloud by my entrance and he turned back to face me. "Vincent!"

I locked into his blue eyes, unable to suppress the scowl that I wore behind my cloak. I wondered if he was disappointed that I had managed to make it back onto the ship. "Why such a puzzled look? You don�t want me to come?"

He moved away from me a small distance. "No, it�s just that you�re always so cold. I thought you didn�t care what was happening."

Seeing as that I figured I had one of the greater needs to see an end to what was transpiring, that almost struck me as humorous. It seemed that those reservations some had held about me refused to be let go. I glanced over at Tifa, before looking once more at the man before me. "Cold? I guess that�s just how I am, sorry."

There were other things said beyond that by the AVALANCHE members that surrounded me, but I was fixated on Tifa. She was looking at me, seeming slightly confused. I wanted nothing more than to take her into my arms, but still, all that I had heard, combined with the fact I couldn�t get in touch with her the night before was doing something rather unpleasant within me.

Tifa finally broke off the stare between us and retreated from the bridge. I lagged behind for a moment, not certain if I should be following her or not. I resolved that there were answers that I needed to get and so I silently left the bridge, in pursuit of Tifa.

Cid began shouting something back on the bridge, but I paid no heed to what he was saying. My eyes were focused on Tifa�s back as she made her way, presumably, toward her room.

Unexpectedly, the ship shook violently, and I saw Tifa nearly lose her balance. Fearing that it would happen again, I closed the distance between us, wishing to catch her if she were to fall. Sure enough, the ship bucked and bolted forward and Tifa squealed, careening backward.

I scooped her up into my arms before she hit the floor, preventing her from being injured. I held her close to my body and cradled her.

Her arms came up and entwined around my neck, and I heard her crying as she nuzzled into my shirt. "I�I thought you�d missed the ship."

I continued toward her room, keeping her in my hold. I couldn�t bring myself to look at her, as I was still wrestling with my feelings over what may or may not have gone on while I was away. "I said that I would return and that is what I did."

I could see that she looked up at me. "Vincent?"

Since we had reached Tifa�s door, I placed her down upon her feet. I forced myself to gaze down into Tifa�s eyes, as I awaited her question or explanation.

"Are you mad?" she asked me.

I turned my stare up from her and to her door. I didn�t honestly feel like having the ensuing conversation with her in the corridor where it might be overheard. "Let�s go inside before we have this discussion."

She opened the door and went in, sitting on her bed. I followed and landed upon the end of Aeris� bed, facing her. I found myself lost in her gaze. I was terrified-- even though I knew better than to doubt Tifa.

Tifa brought out the candy bars and offered one up to me, but presently, I had no appetite, even for chocolate and I gently moved her arm away, refusing.

The color seemed to leave Tifa�s face at that point. "Vincent? What�s wrong?"

I closed my eyes as I chose my words carefully. The fact that I was possibly risking our newly found relationship by the following question pulled at my heart. I met her gaze once more. "Did anything actually happen between Cloud and yourself, or were they being�juvenile?"

Tifa shook her head, clasping her hands before her chest. "No, Vincent! Nothing happened between Cloud and I, other than we talked."

"Last night, I attempted to radio you again, but you didn�t respond." I turned my eyes away from her, not liking myself much in that moment for questioning her at all. "I knew that if you were in your room that you would answer, but you never did. I suppose that I feared that perhaps you and Cloud had done more than work through your friendship issues. Then, when I heard Red of all people�er, things�joking with Cid and Barrett about seeing Cloud and you�"

She laughed that wonderful laugh of hers. "No! I don�t know what got into them, but I assure you, it wasn�t based on anything that they saw. I didn�t come back here last night. Cloud and I were on the ground below the ship. We�d watched the sunset the night before and then I fell asleep. That was it."

I took her answer at face value. To have continued to doubt her would have killed me. "I have no choice but to believe you."

She seemed worried by my reaction. "Vincent! I wouldn�t do anything with him! You have to believe me!"

"I do believe you, Tifa." I closed my eyes, the guilt over questioning her paining me. "I�m�I�m just ashamed of myself for allowing my mind to entertain the thought that you might have�done something with Cloud. I feel like I�ve betrayed you by letting that idea, if even just for a few minutes, linger in my mind."

Tifa moved from her bed and knelt before me, even going so far as to place her hands upon my knees. "Vincent, don�t�"

I looked down into her eyes, finding it hard to keep my composure while seeing her there before me like that. I couldn�t resist reaching out with my right hand and touching the side of her face. "I must never doubt you."

Her eyes shone up at me with such kindness. "It�s a normal human thing to do, Vincent."

And there was the flaw in her reasoning about me. I was not normal, I wasn�t even sure if I could be called human anymore. My hand fell away from her. "I�m becoming less human all the time�"

In what had to be an attempt by her to snap me out of my self-loathing, Tifa came up and tackled me, throwing me back upon the mattress. I will admit that it worked. I found myself gazing up at her.

Tifa got to unbuckling my cloak and she smiled. "Vincent, you�re more human than anyone I think I know."

I wasn�t sure what could compel her to say such a thing about me. Surely it couldn�t be true. My train of thought regarding this was quickly derailed as she pushed my cloak away and then kissed me.

I had missed her dearly while I had been gone, and by the fact that I soon felt the dampness of tears from her as our lips continued to play against each other�s, I knew that she had missed me, too. I pushed her back a short distance, needing to see her expression. "Tifa?"

"I missed you, Vincent. Cloud wanted us to take off and you weren�t back yet and then the airship started moving and I thought�" Her rant trailed off as she looked down at me.

Airship leaving or not, she wouldn�t have been rid of me so easily. "I would have followed. I would have kept my word."

"I know, I was just scared, that�s all." She seemed a little embarrassed. "And I�m really sorry for not making it back to my room last night. I didn�t mean to worry you."

"Think nothing of it. We are here together now. Let�s make the most of it. It won�t be long until we reach our destination and�" Ah, the belief that I�d held from the outset managed to make its way to the surface of my mind.

"And that will what? I say we go there, get our job done, and then run the hell out of there so we can get on with our lives, okay?" She wasn�t willing to let me sink back into the depths of my melancholy.

I forced a smile for her sake and was quickly rewarded with another kiss. She made the first advance and let her tongue cross over to meet mine. I put my arms behind her back, holding her for all I was worth. Tifa�s legs draped down onto either side of me and without thinking about it, my body moved against hers as I sought that friction I had found with her previously.

Tifa planted her hands upon my shoulders and pushed herself upward. I hadn�t wanted our kiss to end, but since I had the opportunity, I confessed. "Tifa, I missed you, too."

Tifa�s hands busied themselves once more and soon, I was not only freed of my cloak, but my hair had been turned loose as well. She tossed the fabric strip over and onto the floor.

I couldn�t help it and I produced a genuine smile for her. I wondered exactly how far she intended to go with stripping me. However far she wished to go was more than acceptable to me.

Soon, my shirt was undone, and I felt her hands upon my chest. They trailed down and stopped just above my waist.

Tifa�s eyes examined me approvingly. "I still can�t believe you�re here with me�like this. I never dared to think that I would get much more than a few words from you."

I dared to reach up and place my hands upon her hips as she remained on top of me. She had indeed done far more than get just a few words from me. I was willing to give her far more than words in that moment, too. "Then you underestimated your effect upon me."

As I drove my hips upward, she seemed to be able to feel my present state of arousal. "I�m seeing that I�m having some sort of effect on you now."

I came close to laughing, but kept from doing so, as I didn�t wish to ruin the mood that was setting over us. "Indeed you are."

Something changed in her expression, and I realized that our encounter was on the verge of going from sweet to sensual.

Tifa continued to look back at me. "Vincent�"

I felt myself blush as my anticipation and hope of Tifa giving herself to me heated my body to the core. I hoped that her mind was turning to where mine already was.

"I�I want you," she said, color coming to her own skin as she made the simple request.

As if she even needed to ask. I was hers for the taking. I think I gasped as my excitement escalated. "And I you."

I remained as I was on my back, as she reached down and undid my belt buckles and then my pants. I never broke eye contact with her as her hand snaked beneath my boxers and she found the evidence of my arousal. However, she didn�t just stop at that. Instead, Tifa pulled my boxers down slightly, so that I was exposed to her. I wondered what she would do next.

She didn�t keep me guessing long. Tifa reached down and took a hold of me and used her other hand to reach beneath her skirt, allowing me access to her body.

As I felt Tifa push herself down around me, I closed my eyes and threw my head back into the mattress. I was thankful that she didn�t begin moving right away, as I was struggling to keep myself under control.

Tifa then fell forward, so that she was supporting herself with her hands placed upon the bed on the sides of my head. As she did this, I gasped as her body moved around my length. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. I took my right hand and slid it up beneath her shirt. I touched her lightly, still in awe that she would do this with me.

Slowly, she began to move upon me, rocking her hips back and forth. Tifa went cautiously enough as to allow me to keep control of myself. I writhed beneath her as she rode me, reveling in the ecstasy she bestowed upon me.

Even though she was going slowly, I knew that I couldn�t hold out forever, and it was clear to me that the way we were together wasn�t going to bring her satisfaction. I was not willing to let her go unfulfilled. I firmly grasped her hips, preventing her from moving anymore. "Tifa�you have to stop�"

"Why?"

"You�ve not�" Had I not already been flushed from the throws of passion, I would have done so. There was also one other thing bothering me about the situation. "I don�t want to finish until after you have. Besides�this is Aeris� bed�"

Tifa remained in place, obviously waiting for some sign from me about what to do next. I moved her off of me and then I got up from the bed. I was willing to try something different just for the sake of doing so. My shirt fell from my body and I reached out toward her. Tifa took my hand and I pulled her to me. I pushed my body against hers, until her back was to the wall. I let my lips meet hers again as I dared to reach beneath her skirt and remove her undergarments.

With her freed of them, I scooped her up, supporting her against the wall with my left arm. As it turns out, that arm was actually useful for some things. I was able to hold her up with it easily and without having to worry about tiring. Positioned as she was, I found it easy to drive my way back within her and I got to the task of trying to please her.

I went on forcefully, and she cried out with each of my thrusts, indicating to me that I was doing as she needed me to do. Shortly thereafter, I felt her teeth bite into the side of my neck and she groaned as her body reacted in her climax.

I never would have thought that I would be into anything even slightly masochistic after all of the pain that I had endured in my life, but feeling her bite me like she had sent a shock through my being that appealed to the base, animalistic side of me. Not only did I like it, but I wanted more. "Tifa�do that again�harder�"

Tifa�s tongue flicked my neck and then I felt her teeth upon me once more and I growled in my gratitude.

I not only felt a renewed spike in my desire and passion for her, but I felt the unmistakable burn in my back of Chaos� wings coming out. This time, there was no way for me to stop them from emerging. As they came forth and I felt their weight hanging from my back, I stopped my movements, terrified at what Tifa�s reaction would be.

She took notice of them and looked into my eyes, her expression concerned.

I awaited her judgement. I inwardly cursed the demon that dwelt within me, fearing that it was about to cost me the woman that I loved. Surely, this was more than Tifa could honestly accept from me. I was a monster, and now she could appreciate it with her own eyes.

Tifa�s hands came to the sides of my face. "Vincent? Are you all right?"

I was embarrassed that I hadn�t been able to stop my wings from emerging. Yet, I wanted her to at least know that I wasn�t going to just transform into some murderous beast. When I changed, I still had the authority over Chaos� actions. "I can control it still. I�can make them go away again�"

She shook her head. "No. Vincent, if this is a part of you, then I accept it."

Out of instinct, I gave one more drive into her body, but I was not able to comprehend how she hadn�t just run from me screaming.

Tifa pulled me closer and whispered into my ear, "They�they�re kind of sexy, Vincent. I want you to keep going�I want to feel you�"

She was genuinely accepting me and to hear anything about my form referred to as �sexy� got the better of me. I growled and got back to work, causing Tifa to moan in response. I put my free hand behind her neck and I whispered into her ear, "You want to feel me what?"

Her voice trembling, she gave me an answer. "Come."

I purred in my passion and began to move faster. I was more animal in those moments than man, and I made a request as I felt my climax near. "Tifa�oh God, bite me again, as hard as you can�please�"

She obliged me and damn near broke the skin. The pain mixed with my absolute ecstasy and I was thrown over the edge. I felt my wings move behind my back as I let go. My desire sated, I let my head rest upon her shoulder as I tried to regain my composure. I felt my wings retract and again vanish from view. With them gone, I let her down to the ground and I moved away.

I found myself staring into her eyes. "I told you that I was a freak and a monster."

Tifa gave me the warmest smile. "I love you, Vincent, that means all of you and everything about you."

I zipped up my pants and continued to look into her eyes. "I thought you�d be frightened. It almost happened the last time, but I was able to suppress it."

Tifa came forward and embraced me. "Do whatever you have to, Vincent. Anything that you do is all right with me."

I virtually collapsed against her in my relief. "Tifa�I will never be able to let you know how much you�ve done for me. I love you."

Her reply came back in little more than a whisper. "I love you, too, Vincent. Everything about you. Everything."
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