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Beneath the Grey Sky

She stood in front of the window as she looked down to the sea. She had deliberately removed Cloud from her heart once she saw he had eyes only for Aeris…beyond her death though Cloud still thought of her and she was not going to become a substitute for a dead women.

Still, she was lonely. The comfort of her friends was never enough. She was filling depressed more than ever, and she never knew the precise reason.

After meteor things started to move up again in Midgar. Barret went back to his old bar and Tifa was glad to help more as a diversion from her thoughts.

One day she decided to go back to Nibelheim, to her old home. She knew it was mostly stupid as it would arise only sad feelings and that town was a fake of what it really had been. Torturing hers and Cloud's memories. So many lies lied within.

Everything was untouched as always. After taking a look at her home she went to look at Cloud's so-called home, then there was the mansion…where Sephiroth was born and…

She went inside, and looked around suspicious. It was silent but…it was warm. She heard the sound of a fire burning and followed the sound to discover a dark figure sitting on an old armchair reading a book. A familiar figure that was…

"…Vincent? Valentine Vincent?" she couldn't believe her eyes.

Vincent turned to her looking surprised and immediately stood up.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well just taking a look I guess…are you really living here?"

"Of course. Does that bother you?"

"No, not really" she replied "Nice seeing you after so long."

Vincent tried his best to smile but most of his face was covered and Tifa didn't manage to notice anyway.

He went to the kitchen to get something to drink while she made herself comfortable. He was silent, and would have remained if Tifa didn't try anything to break the ice.

"Uhmmm…so what do you do in here all day?"

"I read mostly, the rest is part of survival routine…"

Tifa didn't grasp at first but within seconds her mind was cleared.

(The same old weirdo) she thought smiling to herself.

"…People are already going to back to their everyday life. I guess Cloud was right after all…" she turned sad.

"Right about what?" Vincent added.

Tifa was looking outside the window.

"Tifa?"

She startled.

"What?"

"Cloud was right about what?"

"Well…about people…people going on whatever happens"

Vincent started at her a bit hard before saying anything.

"Why did you really came here for?"

Tifa smiled as thought she had been discovered about her true intentions.

"Actually, I don't know myself" she tried the best to smile filling her eyes flooding.

She jumped up ashamed.

"Err...where's the bathroom?"

"…Upstairs to the right"

"T-thanks" she made a great effort controlling herself from running upstairs not to be seen like that.

Once inside she suffocated her sobs and stared herself at the mirror and finished cleaning her face making sure no sign of her tears shown. As she opened the door, however, she faced a very serious looking Vincent.

"You don't look too happy…" he added, "…I thought I looked really sad but your smiles are as fake as anything I've seen"

Tifa felt embarrassed and moved over.

"You can spend the night here if you wish. There are many rooms free, maybe don't smell too good but…at least it's warm" and with this he left.

"T-thanks" she made in time to reply as he disappeared.

That night Tifa couldn't sleep and after moving from side to side in the bed she got up. She left her room headed downstairs for some water when trough the hallway she looked under Vincent's door. The light was on. She didn't know the precise time but it wasn't early for sure.

She stood there thinking weather she might knock for some human comfort…but then se felt it was awkward for a girl to get into a man's room. She never thought of him as a man did she? He had feelings like any human being, that was obvious and…he had loved, as sad love story she reminded herself. She felt that was something that made Vincent much more similar to her.

She knocked.

"Tifa?" asked Vincent's voice inside.

"Y-yes…I bother you?"

"No, you can come in. It's open"

Inside was Vincent with out his cloak sitting on his bed with a book on his hands as he stood up.

"What happened?"

Tifa stared at Vincent. She could see his face. His red eyes looked brighter surrounded by his dark hair and fair complexion. He had his shirt opened a bit even thought Tifa realized the room was colder than hers.

"C-can I…well…"

Vincent looked at her sadly.

He stood up and embraced her…almost carefully.

Tifa felt better and hugged him back.

"But…where's your clawed hand…"

"It's…over there…"

"Oh…" she was quite confused now.

"Need anything?"

"Another hug" she smiled falling against him.

His smell was soft soap and his chest warm. She lost herself and her mouth reached his neck. She started kissing him.

She could Vincent get rigid but eventually hug her more.

"Is this what you need?" he whispered near her ear.

"uhmmm…" she started giving little bites at his collarbone.

Vincent kissed her cheek softly and then his lips reached her mouth. Tifa had lost herself only when she felt his tongue she realized of what was going on, she wanted to push away, she was scared but she couldn't, that was what she needed. She kissed back voraciously. Vincent's hand slid down her back to her ass. He massaged her making Tifa grasp for air.

She undid the last buttons of his shirt and slid her hand to his firm chest and moaned softly at the touch. He grabbed her hand caressing her as he continued kissing her and pulled her to his bed. Vincent's hand went under her shirt and massaged her breasts and pinched her hard nipples. She was licking his neck and biting him and started licking his chest.

Vincent took her skirt out and slid a hand into her wet panties. She was so wet and his fingers toyed with her and then pulled his fingers filled of her juice to his mouth and sucked some and gave some to Tifa.

His hand kept toying inside of her and she could barely do anything but moan and join his hand and lead it further inside of her.

"Feels good…" she managed to say.

"I know…" he grinned and licked at her earlobe.

Vincent kneed down pulled her panties down. His fingers widening her lips and then she felt his soft tongue inside of her. Licking as his fingers made way for him. She pressed his face against her pussy. Vincent savored her to the last drop, licking her more where she moaned mostly.

"Stop…you're…damn good…go on…" she pleaded.

Tifa took her shirt of and unhooked her bra and Vincent got up licking her breast. Tifa reached Vincent's pants and unzipped them. She took his manhood and stroked it.

"Some little revenge if you don't mind…" she smiled.

Vincent sucked her tongue as he felt her soft hand touching him. Her mere touch was making him go wild. Hot cum went out and Tifa took some and spread it on her lips licking it off.

She laid Vincent down and started licking his balls. She traced the veins on his hard member making Vincent mad.

He pulled her ass to his face and licked her pussy while she sucked his cum. Tifa sucked all she could but her moans grew enabling her to proceed properly.

She turned to Vincent and kissed him some more. They're juices combining in their mouths. She shoved her hair on one side and caressed his. Vincent grabbed her ass hard and pulled it near.

He took Tifa underneath him and stroke his shaft before entering. Tifa's eyes pleaded him to be quick as she opened her legs as much as she could.

"Please take me! I can hold it any longer…please…"

Vincent entered her quickly; however he surprisingly discovered she was still a virgin but it was too late to go easy that he had already broke her hymen. Tifa screamed loud pulling Vincent against her chest and her nails sinking into his back.

"It won't last…" he whispered kissing her and licking her tears off of her face.

"Vincent!" she kissed him.

He trusted slowly…as he picked up his pace…Tifa' moans became louder. Tifa moaned even harder when her first orgasm came and Vincent's cum made its way trough. He fucked her harder…and harder…Tifa screamed her name and had more than one orgasm and he soon joined her pleasure.

Tifa then sat up and got on top of Vincent. She slid herself into Vincent and trusted much harder. Going as fast as she could, another orgasm took place within seconds. The sounds of their sex hitting one another. Tifa smiling at him, moaning, screaming his name and Vincent trying to keep up to her pace.

Only when a dim light of sun made its way trough they had consumed their energy. Tifa's strength was enough to move to him and lay her head on his chest.

"That was a most incredible night, wasn't it?"

"Uhmm…" she smiled.

"I hope there will be a replay soon"

She laughed a bit.

"Sooner than you think…" she reached his lips and kissed him before falling asleep.