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Tifa`s 7th heaven Affair	By : lisahaber Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female Views: 18539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-A Heavenly Affair
- 1
I shouldn't be thinking of doing this...
I really shouldn't be thinking of doing this...
Tifa fretted. She sat at the bar of 7th Heaven, the ceiling fans whirring overhead while she
swirled the drink in her glass. Her eyes were glazed, her thoughts a little absent-minded.
Cloud was out, away for a delivery, as he usually did on a daily. Denzel and Marlene were
at the church, which was now one of their favourite places to go, especially after all that
had happened.
And she was there. Mulling over a drink, and considering having an affair with the buff,
dark-skinned man who was currently downstairs (in what she knew best as Cloud's Lair).
She hated the thoughts she was having. Of course she wanted to be faithful to Cloud, she
loved him!
But Barret...was exciting. And sexy, and tough, and brawn, and goddamn if she didn't
want that man, right there and then! It was wrong, she knew that. But...just once...just
once would be okay, right? Cloud hadn't had much time for sex recently...and it was
getting boring. A woman had to satisfy her deepest, most primal needs somehow, didn't
she?
He came upstairs. She could hear him before she saw him. He was tall, muscled, therefore
his boots were heavy upon the wooden floor.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
The same noise her heart was making...
“Yo, Tifa. Mind getting me a drink too?” He asked her, giving her a pat on the shoulder
while he passed. She smirked at him, before nodding.
“Okay, sure thing. Take a seat.” she gestured to the nearby table. He sat down, and she
set her drink there too so she could join him, before going to fetch him one.
Barret. He was a bit of a dark horse in the way he looked, but honestly, he wore his heart
and his emotions plainly on his sleeve. Or, gun arm, she supposed. He was well built and
tall, extremely muscled. One arm was painted with an elaborate tattoo that just about
blended in to his deeply-toned skin. His dark hair was braided back, and though he had a
tough face and body, his eyes were deep and rather cute, like a puppy of sorts.
Tifa soon returned with some scotch on the rocks, and handed it over. He eyed it, and
glanced up at her briefly.
“Bit posh. Coulda just got me a beer, y'know.”
“Fuck it.” she sat down opposite him and grinned. “Maybe I wanna treat you.”
“Heh...I can think of more than one way you could do that.” he grinned knowingly, and
the grin widened when he saw her go rose red with embarrassment. He raised his glass to
his mouth and downed the entire drink in one go.
“Wow...you were thirsty...” she changed the subject to try and avoid facing her own
feelings. “So uh...things are a lot better now, aren't they? We can actually afford to
reminisce...”
“Guess so.” Barret let out a dry chuckle, though it sounded a bit empty. Clearly...both of
them had the same thing on their minds. But neither was sure if it was right. After all,
Cloud meant a lot to both of them. They wouldn't set out to harm him inentionally.
But...
“Barret-”
Tifa decided to man up and break the silence, or at least attempt to. But a new kind of
silence was brought on, as a pair of warm lips met her own. There was a slight taste of
scotch.
For a moment, Barret stayed there, leaning over in his chair with his eyes closed. He
hadn't really thought, he had pretty much just gone for it, for better or worse. Luckily,
when he pulled back, he saw a crimson blush on Tifa's pale cheeks.
One hand went to her skin and clutched her jaw. Tifa lowered her head as she did the
bashful gesture, not quite sure how to react, but certainly not unhappy about the
development.
“Sorry...I suppose I just...remember the past...think about the future...the time we have...”
Barret rubbed the back of his neck and awkwardly avoided her deep-eyed gaze, as she
looked up at him innocently. He even looked good in profile. Damn...this man was
exciting.
But no, Cloud! She couldn't forget Cloud!
She just had to keep herself distracted, even though she was already rubbing her legs
together under the table. Great, she was already getting off to the thought of this man
going down on her...
Biting her lip, Tifa spoke again.
“Y-you're right...” she watched him pour himself another scotch and down it. “...We've
been through a lot together. All of us.”
“Yeah.” he chuckled a little bit, and nodded, before letting out a deep sigh and resting his
chin in his large, rough hand. “We uh...no...I was...always so...so...”
“Volatile?” she suggested with a smirk. He raised a brow, not really knowing the word, but
nodded anyway. It sounded close enough to what he was aiming for.
“Yeah. That. I used to give Cloud such a rough time. It was a good time I had the likes of
you and Marlene to keep me straight.”
“It's alright.” Tifa tucked a dark, smooth lock of hair behind her ear, and looked at the
wood patterns of the table, as if she was admiring every grain. “None of us were perfect. I
think I was pretty naïve sometimes. I wanted to help out, to be strong. I didn't always
make the best decisions...”
Her eyes glazed over. She thought of those they had lost. Namely Aerith. The girl lingered
in Cloud's memory, vividly still. She would never leave.
It was one of the things that kept Tifa from being so close to him. Even if they cared for
one another...that barrier would always be there. Every time they kissed, she almost felt
guilty.
Tears almost came. What she would give to have those days back, when they both fought
over the blonde, when things were simpler, they had time to worry about romance...
“Tifa?”
Barret noticed her crying. For such a tough guy, he was surprisingly perceptive to
emotions like that. It was likely Marlene's kind-hearted influence that had rubbed off on
him. Reaching out slowly, he touched under her eye, and wiped away a few tears that had
escaped onto her upper cheek. She looked at him, before wiping her own eyes and giving
him a soft smile. The touch of his metal hand had been surprisingly warm.
“Let's...talk about something more cheerful, shall we?”
So, they did. Instead of the sadness, the memories that haunted them at night, they
instead recalled the good times. Biggs, Wedge, Aerith. They may have all been lost along
the way, but their sacrifices hadn't been for nothing.
Of course, the copious drinking also helped lighten the mood and loosen their tongues a
little. Barret always seemed like an angry drunk anyway, so he wasn't any different really.
Tifa though, began to swear like a trooper the more she downed, slurring her words
messily and just acting like some sort of semi-embarrassing comedic relief. He loved it
though. He loved everything about her.
Suddenly it was like...he couldn't hold back any more...
His lips met hers with passion, and this time his tongue broke through and swirled
around her mouth, as he pushed her back, out of her seat and onto the table. Tifa gasped
into his mouth, clearly and understandably surprised by his bold approach, but she
embraced it, closing her eyes, letting him dominate her, his hands stroking down her
sides and caressing her curves as he pinned her to the wood.
“Mnn...Barret-!” she gasped out when he pulled back for air, but couldn't say another
word before he dove back in and kissed her again. His teeth tugged at her bottom lip,
pulling at the plush flesh, while his hands did similar work to her clothes. Her skirt,
pants, and top were ripped away and tossed aside, exposing her in her white bra and
panties.
Tifa gradually got over her initial surprise and started joining in. Reaching up, she
fumbled a bit, but managed to work away at his clothes, hauling them over his gun arm
and off him entirely. When he moved his lips to start nipping at her neck, she reached up
and pressed her hands to his chest, rubbing and caressing his smooth, dark skin. Of
course, he was well-toned and muscled, she had known that even without seeing him
shirtless. The tight cords rippled under her fingertips, and she bit her bottom lip again,
already slightly sore after all the work it was getting.
Barret unclipped her bra and exposed her perky, firm breasts. Not too small, not too
large. They suited her nicely, and were an alluring sight, one he just couldn't keep his
hands away from. He caressed the smooth, milky mounds, pinching her nipples every
now and then and rubbing the areolae to harden them.
The girl unclipped his belt and slid his pants off with some help from her feet. The
baggy, khaki material fell into a pile, and Barret climbed on top of her properly, shaking
the table. It was built sturdy (meant to endure many a drunken party), but still felt like it
might snap in two under the weight of both of them.
“Nnn...you're already...hard...” she moaned, grasping his erect shaft and starting to rub it,
prompting a dribble of pre-cum from the tip. Barret grunted, and bit down on the tender
flesh of her neck, making her yelp and flush. It would definitely show as a bruise
tomorrow morning. She'd have to hide it from Cloud.
Cloud!
No, she couldn't think about him right now.
Getting back into the groove, Tifa started pumping her hand up and down his shaft,
feeling the veiny surface start to expand and push against her palm. His rod became firm,
and, knowing it was time to maybe stop the foreplay, she sat up, pushing him back
gently, though nearly bumping heads in the process. Trying not to pant too much when
she spoke, she pointed to the bar.
“F-fuck me there...there's more room...”
Barret didn't need to be told twice. Now that this was definitely happening, confirmed by
her, he didn't hesitate for a moment. Grabbing the delicate girl, he hurried her over to the
bar, clearing away and smashing the bottles with one swipe. Making sure no glass was on
the counter-top, he pushed her down upon it and climbed on top.
It didn't take long for him to spread her legs now she was there, and he pushed his shaft
inside her. Tifa squealed when she felt the tip press against her sensitive flesh, not
expecting it to be so large as it slid inside her. Larger than Cloud's, definitely. Yet another
reason why this was a good idea.
Barret grunted and groaned, stiffening as he pumped his penis in and out of her pussy.
Tifa started to let out high-pitched moans every time he entered, and the back of her
hand went to her mouth as she nearly bit down on her skin.
He slipped in and out, in and out, rattling whatever bottles still remained on the far ends
of the bar, clear of his swipe. Her eyes rolled back, and her yells grew loud enough that
even people passing by outside raised their brows in question at. They were undisturbed
though, and eventually he climaxed, shuddering violently and pumping his load inside of
her.
She didn't even seem to care that he had come inside her. She barely even noticed. All she
could feel was a dreamlike ecstasy, a constant smile on her face even long after he pulled
out and wiped up the cum with some kitchen roll.
“Sorry...” he panted, leaning against the bar. “It's probably not the most...hygienic place
to do it...”
Tifa didn't care, and she didn't care that she was exhausted either. She sat up almost
instantaneously when he finished, and grabbed him by the shoulders, getting off the
surface of the bar and pushing him against the wall. He blinked with surprise, and looked
down at her quizically, almost awkwardly.
“U-um...Tifa?”
“My turn for a little...dominance...” she breathed out, being surprisingly seductive despite
her relatively innocent nature and appearance.
Leaning close, her lips brushed his, then she suddenly kissed him with fervour. She
slipped her tongue in his mouth and tasted every inch of it, closing her eyes as she
savoured the moment. Tifa continued kissing him like this for a good long minute, a good
long minute that Barret enjoyed very much indeed.
When she finally pulled back, and broke the saliva string between them with a bat of her
hand, she took his hand and winked suggestively, leading him up the stairs towards her
bedroom. Barret didn't object to being led up this way. He felt like a little boy on his way
to the candy store.
Tifa took him to her room. It was nice and clean, every inch of it smelled like her.
However, Barret had little time to mull over that. In a matter of seconds, she had him on
the bed, and sat down on his still erect cock. He groaned, surprised by how quick she was
about it, but nonetheless intrigued. He slid right up inside her and hit one of her good
spots, sending violent shudders up her spine as she tied back her hair with a hair-tie from
her bedside table, then started gyrating and bouncing on his cock.
This continued for a while, until Barret was so aroused that he couldn't help himself
anymore.
“Ah-!” she let out a gasp as he pushed her off him, his penis slipping out with a wet
'shlick' sound. Barret pinned her on the sheets beneath him, and smirked down at her.
She gave him the same look in return, and he took it as his signal, slipping back inside.
The two worked in glorious tandem, getting more and more worked up with every passing
moment. It stopped being something light, and turned into something furious. His lips
smashed against hers as he pounded her with intensity, and the girl screamed louder
than ever when he finally came.
Again, it was inside her.
When Barret pulled his mouth and cock away, he looked down at her flushed, sweating
face. Even he was feeling the heat, his dark-skinned back coated with sweat droplets. Tifa
looked up at him with an expression that almost seemed half asleep. She let out a little
giggle, and he grinned in return.
It was naughty. But starting an affair...who knew it felt this good?
The next day arrived.
***
Naturally, things were a little bit tense. Of course, having been caught up in the moment
last night, neither had been thinking completely straight. It explained the sudden,
haunting guilt they felt when they saw Cloud again, and had to act like nothing had
happened, basically lie right to his face when they were around him.
Tifa knew Barret wasn't a stellar liar, so she just told him to stay quiet and let her handle
the talking. Cloud remained oblivious, though he did frown a bit when he saw how
awkward Barret seemed. Then again, he had always found the man to be a bit weird.
Unrelatable, maybe? Even if they were close friends these days...
Barret stayed at the bar for a while, eating and chatting with the others. Tifa kept smiling
the whole way through, even if her mind was a messy turmoil right now. Not to mention
that she was still in two minds about taking some kind of control after last night. She had
a finite amount of time, after all.
Then again...a kid with Barret. A little baby Barret. Would it really be so bad?
In the end, she didn't end up taking anything.
Eventually, Barret, feeling more than a little tense in the situation, what with having to sit
and socialise with the friend he had betrayed, decided to go and pick up more groceries.
Likely a ton more booze, to replace the metric gallon that he and Tifa drank last night.
Unsurprisingly, Tifa stood up as soon as he said so, and offered to join him. To “tag along
and help out” as she put it so diplomatically. Cloud was really none the wiser, and so he
stayed behind in the bar, while the guilty party walked out to Barret's truck.
“I do feel a little bad.” Tifa admitted as she got inside the back, and looked over as Barret
climbed in too. There was plenty of space in here besides the crates, though Barret's large
form took up most of it. It was nice and secretive too, since nobody would dare invade
his vehicle, and once the doors were shut nice and tight, they were safely snug in the dim
space.
Whether they were going to the store for 'groceries' or not was inconsequential at this
point. The only thing that mattered at this point was satisfying one another. Nothing
more. Nothing less.
Tifa was first to strip off. Barret had discovered she was rather bold and eager when she
was aroused. He liked that side of her. Soon enough, he too was in the nude and ready.
The two lay down on the truck floor, and proceeded to fuck.
The petite girl seemed eager to have some kind of dominance this time around. She rarely
got it, though to be fair, Barret was kind of huge compared to her. Nonetheless, if there
was anything she was really good at doing when it came to the sex between them, it was
riding his dick. She laid him down with a gentle push to the shoulders, and clambered on
top of him, boobs and ass jiggling invitingly. His hand caressed and gripped some of the
cellulite, as she spread herself and lowered down slowly. The good thing about Barret was
that whenever they started doing it, he would always remain erect. Even if it did take
away some of the foreplay for Tifa to do, it made things a lot more convenient in the long
run.
“Do you...feel bad...?” Barret asked as he looked up and watched her bouncing on his
cock, her neatly shaped chest jiggling up and down. Tifa looked at him questionably,
before smirking, and shaking her head.
“No. I don't think he loves me as much as you do. And I don't think he needs me either.
Cloud is...nn...strong...and he could get with pretty much...ngh...any other girl he
wants...”
Barret quirked a brow, and nodded in admission. She was probably right about that. This
was no time to be feeling guilty, not when they were so far into it all...
Tifa started getting more and more intense about it all. She rose and fell on his rod at a
quicker and quicker pace, until the very floor of the truck beneath them seemed to be
gyrating with their simultaneous movement. It rattled away while Tifa moaned and rolled
her eyes back in her head, coming close to orgasm.
Barret's metal hand trailed up to her backside and squeezed, as he started moaning
louder and louder. The metal touch was slightly chilled, and soothing on her heated skin,
though his grip was tighter than any human's usually would be.
“Ah! AH! AHN! AHN!!”
Her head rolled back on her neck, her soft waterfall of hair trailing down and tracing the
bottom of her spine, her eyes closing completely. Her forehead furrowed and she grit her
teeth, unable to hold on much longer.
The man reached up with his other, more human hand, and grabbed her thigh, squeezing
the tender flesh. Everything about her was so soft. She even had a soft kind of smell to
her. She was so perfect, so beautiful, even as she was embroiled in such ecstasy, even
when it showed so clearly on her face. The creases of effort as she tried to hold on longer
for him, did nothing to mar her beauty.
She let out one last cry before she went over the edge, shuddering violently.
“B-BARRET!”
“T-TIFA!”
Flushing bright pink, she came, and flopped over, Barret having to sit up and catch her in
his arms when he had finished too. Both were exhausted, but also relieved. Cloud didn't
know. He'd never need to know. It would only hurt him.
Tifa stood up, and rubbed her thigh. When Barret had orgasmed, he had gripped her ass
almost so tight that there was a little bit of a bruise there, in the shape of his hand.
Once again, he had come inside her. The girl rubbed her abdomen, almost feeling the cum
that remained, burning inside her. She wondered if he might have been trying to drop
some kind of hint by coming inside her again. Though she didn't mind. What would
happen...well, would happen...
***
That afternoon came. Both Tifa and Barret had been exhausted by their earlier escapades,
but now that some of their energy had come back, those sexual urges returned with it. It
was really hard to resist what had come to be instinct for them now, even over such a
short period of time.
The only problem was that Cloud was there at 7th Heaven with them. However, much to
their luck, he wasn't planning on sticking around in the bar for long.
“You're going outside?” Tifa asked Cloud, as she wandered downstairs and noticed him
sidling towards the door. He glanced at her briefly, and nodded.
“I'm going to go work on my bike for a bit. The engine's been making some weird noises
lately.” He spoke.
“Oh...well okay then. Make sure you come back in for dinner when it's ready.” she smiled
gently. “I'm going to make something really delicious.”
Really, she didn't have cooking on the brain though. And the idea of something delicious
was no longer any kind of food. No...it all seemed to revolve around Barret now, even
though their little escapade had been short-lived so far. Was that a sign of true love? Or
just foolish infatuation?
Barret happened to pop upstairs almost as soon as Cloud had left. Tifa wondered if he'd
maybe been listening in, but smirked, and kept her thoughts to herself, as she reached
the landing and wandered over to him with a little bit of a sensual saunter in her step.
“What about you? Were you working on anything down there in the 'secret base'?”
Barret chuckled a bit, and gave her a nudge on the arm with his fist. “Yeah yeah. Why
don't we...y'know...while he's gone...”
“But Marlene and Denzel are upstairs.” Tifa scratched her neck. “We can't...”
“...There are...other places besides the bedroom, y'know.” Barret said.
Tifa tilted her head, then nodded admittedly. “Okay then, where exactly did you have in
mind?”
Barret took her out there. He escorted her through the back door, towards the storage
room.
“You have the key for this, right?” he asked her.
Tifa nodded, and went to the bar briefly, before retrieving her keys. She soon returned to
his side, and he winked at her, before standing aside and letting her open up the door.
They walked through together, making sure to lock it securely behind them.
“We'll just have to watch we aren't too noisy.” She said, and he nodded in swift
agreement.
The storage room was stacked high with heavy crates which would likely succeed in
blocking out most of the sound, but Barret and Tifa were still cautious as they walked
inside, and even more cautious when they cleared a space, laid down some tarp, and
readied themselves, stripping off.
“Let's try something different, shall we?” Tifa suggested to him, with a devious little
smirk on her lips. Barret, of course, was intrigued by this, and edged closer, trailing his
hand down her side and gripping the spot on her upper thigh where he had touched her
before, eventually landing his hand upon her ass, in the same spot as before.
“What did you have in mind?”
“I'll kneel down...you choose whatever entrance you want?” she suggested to him. Barret
quirked a brow, then looked around a little awkwardly, lowering his voice when he
responded to her.
“You sure? Won't that be a bit...loud?”
Tifa tilted her head, and placed her hand on her hip. “So...you don't want to?”
Immediately, he walked close, gripping her hips, both of them. Given his artificial arm, it
did hurt a little bit, with the sheer force, even if it was wholly unintentional.
“Of course I want to.” his forehead pressed against hers. “I always want to.”
“Okay then...” she toyed with his collar, before pulling him down gently onto the tarp.
Careful to still be quiet, she got onto her hands and knees, and lifted her ass up, while
Barret sat behind her.
He grabbed his dick with both hands, and rubbed it up and down, getting it hard (though
seeing her naked body had already done most of the work). Gritting his teeth, he let go
and grabbed her soft cheeks, spreading them apart. Tifa winced a bit.
“Y-you're going in that way?”
“...Not if you don't want me to...” he spoke in his deep-toned voice. However, she just
shook her head.
“I can take it...”
Nodding, he pressed his tip to her entrance, and with a grunt, pushed inside. Tifa gasped
and teared up a bit, digging her nails into the tarp material and closing her eyes as Barret
started pumping in and out of her rear. It was incredibly tight, and he had to pull out
after a few goes, dipping his hand into his pocket and pulling out some lube.
“Good thing Cloud didn't find this...”
“Y-yeah...” she gasped out and nodded. “G-good thing...”
He slicked his cock before pushing back into her again. He slid in and out, and she grit
her teeth. It was much easier going.
The two started moving in tandem with one another, and she started moaning and
groaning as he pushed further and further inside her. However, Tifa had to bite her
tongue. She could hear footsteps in the bar area, muffled voices. They had to keep extra
quiet now...
Barret grunted as his rod stiffened, and his muscled body shuddered violently, as he
orgasmed, his semen bursting up inside of her. Tifa gasped and came too, dripping onto
the tarp below. They'd probably have to burn it afterwards, but who really cared? Sex was
the only thing on their minds at that point.
Barret pulled out with a smooth sound, and looked down at his dripping dick. He panted
and wiped his brow. Somehow, this petitely built girl, managed to tire him out so much.
In fact, Tifa seemed to still be full of energy. She turned around and crawled towards him.
His eyes widened a bit as she opened her mouth and slipped it over the top of his cock.
Tifa started sucking on it, eyes fluttering, lapping up all of his cum. When she pulled
away and sat up, she licked her lips and looked at him. He was blushing a little bit.
“Fuck it.” he grabbed her sides and stood up, pushing her against the wall. Tifa gasped,
and looped her legs around his back while he slipped inside her pussy. Her pale skin
pressed to the wall, and she groaned and moaned while he started pushing in and out. He
bounced her on his cock, and she didn't try to hold back any more. The sounds of her
pleasure rang out through the room.
Marlene paused as she finished drying one of the glasses at the bar. She looked around
and frowned a little bit.
“...”
“What is it, Denzel?” he asked her, and she glanced at him, before shrugging a bit.
“Hmm...sounds like there's maybe a dog outside or something?”
Denzel took her hand and hurried to the door. “Let's go see!”
Tifa gasped and gripped the wall behind her as Barret pushed up so far and firmly inside
of her, that it felt like part of her might snap open. She whimpered softly as she felt
herself coming to her breaking point, and he smirked, grunting as he slammed up harder
than ever before inside her.
Marlene and Denzel hurried outside and looked around for the pup they had heard
squealing.
“I was sure I heard something...” Marlene pouted a bit.
“Let's go ask Cloud!” Denzel pointed to the blonde-haired man, who was kneeling by his
bike, a look of adamant and sheer concentration on his face. He didn't even look up when
they approached, he was engrossed in his work.
“Say Cloud, did you see a dog around here somewhere?” Marlene asked him. He shot her a
quick look, before shrugging, and shaking his head, seemingly still far too engrossed in
his work to have noticed such a thing.
“Nope.”
Marlene frowned, and Denzel tilted his head.
“Maybe you just imagined it...”
...But they didn't. A certain dog-related thing was going down...just not in the way that
innocent little Marlene would have suspected.
All this fucking was starting to hurt a little, but it brought so much satisfaction to both of
them, that they ended up orgasming simultaneously. She closed her eyes and whispered
his name as she came.
“Nnn...Barret...”
He pulled out and set her down gently, sighing softly. He looked at her and she smiled
softly, running a hand through her hair and brushing it back over her shoulder.
***
Evening came. As promised, after sneaking out of the storage room, Tifa found herself
going back inside soon enough so she could get supplies for dinner, while Barret dealt
with disposing of the tarp. She cooked up some curry and served it, before they all sat
down to eat.
Cloud eyed the two of them, but only for a brief moment, and pretty soon they were
laughing and joking with one another like they always did. Marlene alluded to hearing
some kind of puppy outside the inn, which made Tifa go red, Barret almost having the
same reaction. However, it seemed that their secret was safe.
“Did you put nuts in this?” Cloud suddenly asked out of the blue, and Tifa tensed, staring
at him.
“U-um...what?”
He forked up some of the meal to add to his point. “Water chestnuts...”
“O-oh no...no I didn't...”
Her heart thudded, and she shot a quick glance at Barret, who couldn't help smirking.
“It's real tasty, Cloud.” he grinned at his companion. “Ain't it?”
“Mmhm.” Cloud nodded. “It's so hot though...I feel like I'm sweating a bit...”
“Heh, I think we've all worked up a bit of a sweat today...” Barret added, and the two
laughed, while Tifa turned a nice, bright shade of crimson, and hid it poorly behind her
ebony hair.
After dinner, everyone headed for bed. Tifa tucked Marlene and Denzel in nice and tight,
and then gave Cloud a peck on the cheek before going to bed with him too. Tifa had to
admit, one other thing that held her back a bit, was the thought of how the kids would
feel if they found out that she was fucking Barret behind Cloud's back. They seemed to
think they were the perfect match, just as all the others did. Then again, Barret was pretty
much a father to Marlene. Denzel was bound to be the one more likely offended if he ever
found out about what they had been up to behind all of their backs.
The others too. Yuffie, Reno, Cid, Vincent, Red XIII...would they all be shocked, disgusted,
if they found out that Tifa was being so unfaithful? That Cloud had basically stolen her
from her man? It was hard to say...
Cloud had noticed something, that she hadn't been so affectionate as of late, and they
hadn't had sex for a while now, at least by their usual standards. However, he didn't let it
bother him. He had his own issues to deal with, so there was really little time to worry
about things like that.
Tifa wasn't about to let herself worry either. If the worst came to the worst, she would
just apologise, and explain the situation to Cloud and the others. Explain her true feelings
to them. How they had...changed so much...in such a short space of time...
In the middle of the night, Tifa sat up, and glanced at her lover who was still sleeping in
his side of the bed. She eased out of bed cautiously, trying her best not to wake him up.
Quietly, she crept out of the room and looked for Barret, who had told her he would be
waiting in his bedroom for her.
Tifa wandered to the bedroom door and gently knocked on it, whispering.
“Barret.”
Seconds later, the door opened, and he grinned, letting her inside. She was wearing her
laciest nightshirt, which suited her moonlit skin. As she sauntered in, he took a moment
to admire the way she walked, the swagger she had, the way the clothes hugged her
beautiful figure.
“You look gorgeous. As usual.” he said, after he closed the door and locked it. She turned
to look at him before sitting on the end of the bed and spreading her legs a little bit. She
was just teasing him, though he knew the pay-off would be good.
“Alright handsome, just come over here.” she curled her finger, inviting him over.
“No problem.” he winked, and walked over to the bed. She looked up at him, and
hummed, thoughtfully so.
“Well, maybe we should...y'know...put something on this time? Like...protection...”
Barret hesitated. “You don't like it bare? We've never used a condom before.”
“It's not that, but I think we should maybe be more cautious...” she rubbed her abdomen.
“I haven't checked yet but I might...y'know...”
Barret flushed, looking a bit alarmed for a moment, then he relaxed and just chuckled.
“And would that be a bad thing? I'm hurt!”
Tifa smirked, then it faded a little bit. “Well...the thing is...Cloud...”
“He might have to find out eventually.” He spoke, and took her by the shoulders. She
looked up at him and sighed a little bit.
“...I know.”
Gently, he pushed her down on the bed, and started slipping both her and his own
clothes off. “We'll deal with that hurdle when we come to it.”
“Okay...” she spoke softly, and once they were both stripped off, he climbed on top of
her, making the bed creak just a little bit. Not that he was heavy in that way, he was just
built large. Tifa always felt slightly engulfed by all the muscle whenever he fucked her.
Then again, his toned body always felt so good against her petite, sleek form.
Barret spread her legs open against the sheets and stroked down her thighs. Her silky
skin was utterly inviting, and as he leaned over her neck and inhaled, he noticed just how
sweet she smelt. Closing his eyes, he pecked at her neck, and trailed his hand down to
her pussy, toying with her clit a little bit. Tifa moaned.
“Ahn...nn...” she raised her arms above her head and stretched them. Her fingertips
brushed against the bottom of the pillow, and she clutched the corner of one.
After teasing her pussy a little bit, he spread her lips and pushed his dick inside her. She
let out a sharp little gasp when his tip pushed past the entrance, and rubbed against her
moist, tight walls. Barret started slipping in and out of her vagina, and let out a pleasured
groan as he began moving faster and faster. Tifa arched up against him, grinding her
crotch against the top of his. There was a little hair there, and it tickled.
Tifa bit her lip and nibbled on it, watching him as he shoved in and out, his muscles
rippling under the skin of his torso. His hands went to her arms and stroked up them,
before reaching her wrists and gripping them. While he continued fucking her, she
grasped her own breasts and massaged them lightly, circling her fingers around her
nipples.
He moved his lips from her neck and lowered down to her chest, licking around her
nipples and helping them harden. She whimpered softly and reached down to her pussy,
twirling and twiddling her clit, occasionally feeling his dick brush against her fingertip as
he pumped in and out.
Eventually he came inside her, and the girl gasped, shuddering when he pulled out,
spilling cum on the bed sheets. She curled her knees up to her torso and laid on her side,
ebony hair pooling around her head.
“...Wow...” she gasped. “That was...wow...”
“Good?” he asked, and when she nodded, he smirked.
“Okay, then let's go again, shall we?” he grinned, letting out a dry chuckle. She nodded
breathlessly, and Barret laid down, letting her get on top. She climbed on top and started
bouncing on his cock. It felt really pleasurable, and it showed on her face. And in her
voice. He actually had to hush her at one point so that they wouldn't wake Barret up.
Barret came inside her again, causing her to shudder violently and fall back onto the bed,
slipping off his dick. Her hand trailed to her crotch and started playing with her pussy
again, to help herself reach orgasm. Eventually, she did, and came on the bed, staining it
further in the same way that Barret had.
They went a few more times, and each and every time, he came inside her. By the end of
it, as she lay on the bed, she almost felt tense down below with the amount of cum she
had inside of her. Her face was flushed, and she was sweaty as all hell. Even so, Barret
couldn't deny how gorgeous she still looked.
Tifa's arm went to her brow, and she closed her eyes. It was quite a lot to think about.
Technically, with the number of times he had came inside her by now, the likelihood of
her getting pregnant had shot up. She considered now...maybe it was his intention to
have a kid with her.
Did she find that scary? No. In fact...it made her quite happy. She had considered it
before, and was considering it again. Though she hadn't set out to hurt Cloud, not at
all...she couldn't deny that things had changed between them now. She no longer felt the
same way for the blonde, and she doubted he still felt so passionate about her.
Therefore...maybe starting a family with this man...was just what she needed...
“Barret.”
He looked down at the girl. She smiled up at him, almost dreamily so, eyes ever so
slightly glazed with the sheer ecstasy she had experienced.
“Yeah?”
Tifa grinned.
“Let's go again, shall we?”
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