Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Emerge ❯ I Don’t Want Your Friendship ( Chapter 6 )

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Chapter 6: I Don't Want Your Friendship

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Warning: This chapter contains lemony content. If you find this offensive please do not read past the long

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Night began to fall as Tifa sat on her couch thinking about Vincent.

The gunman had been undeniably patient as she tried to achieve the closure that she spoke of two months ago when she had been released from the hospital. She was thankful of the silent support that he had given her during this time. Though there were still passionate kisses that usually left them both breathless and gentle embraces, he gave her space and never pushed for anything more, allowing her to dictate the progress of their relationship.

Cloud and Aerith had been there also and the four of them had spent a considerable amount of time with each other, but the couple had no idea of the depth of her and Vincent's progressing relationship. But then again, they did not show any outward signs of love in the couple's presence. The actions only showed that they had and undoubtedly strong platonic relationship.

Reeve and Yuffie were both frequent visitors, their relationship was also flourishing…it was almost as if fate itself had stepped in to unite those two. If someone would have come to her during their journey and told her that The most powerful (yet humble) and inspirational leader that Shinra has ever known and the future leader of the Nation of Wutai would have fallen in love, she would have had them committed. Tifa was extremely happy at how things were working out for her friends and she could see both couples happily married within a year.

But as Tifa sat on the couch today, she found that she no longer wanted that platonic relationship with Vincent…she was ready. She was ready to take that next step and her relationship with the gunman. Though what happened that night would always be with her, she accepted that. The nightmares had finally stopped and she was no longer uncomfortable being around men outside of her group of friends. Tifa bowed her head slightly and closed her eyes, sending a prayer for the soul of the demented and warped man who had caused her so much pain.

There was a knock at the door and Tifa smiled knowing exactly who it was. She stood from her seat and quickly made her way to the door, admitting the raven-haired gunman into her home. She looked up at him and placed her hands on her hips. "How many times do I have to tell you that you can use the key?"

He gave her a slight smile, but no answer as he pocketed his glove, unbuttoned his cloak, placing it on the coat rack and toed of his boots, not wanting to track rainwater on her carpet.

"I made a quick dinner if you'd like to join me." She said with her heart pounding as she looked her handsome gunslinger.

Vincent nodded. "Thank you."

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Dinner was excellent as always as Vincent watched the fighter that sat across from him. In the last twenty-four hours, he could see the change in her demeanor and it made him wonder what had brought it on. He stood and cleared the dishes from the table and turned to find Tifa staring at him, blushing.

'Yes, a definite change…' Vincent thought to himself and smiled at her. "What is it Tifa?"

She said nothing as she stood and took his claw in her hand and lead him to the couch. She gave him a slight push and he landed on the couch with a small thud. His eyes widened slightly at her actions and her seductive smile ignited a fire deep within him as he waited quietly for her to speak.

Tifa sat next to him and snaked her small arm around his waist. "Vincent, over these last two months you have been so helpful and a great friend, but Vincent, I don't want your friendship anymore." She saw the crestfallen look on his face and reached up to cup his chin, feeling his muscles clench beneath her hand. She forced him to look deep into her eyes. "I want much more than your friendship. I want your love, I am ready…I want to spend my life with you, Vincent Valentine."

Vincent's heart soared as the words tumbled from her mouth. She let out a squeal of surprise when his arms wrapped around her and pulled her into his lap and kissed her deeply. His hands traveled down her sides and she giggled within their kiss as Vincent's hands trailed over a particularly ticklish spot before coming to rest on her hips. He turned her small body so she was now sitting on his muscular thighs. They broke this kiss, panting as Tifa gazed down into his eyes. They were half hidden by his heavy eyelids but that did nothing to hide the warm red glow and dilated pupils.

Tifa hugged him, burying her face in the hollow area between his neck and shoulder. She shuddered when she felt him nibble on her earlobe and trail kisses down the side of her neck as his hand traveled down her back.

"Mmm…Vincent…" She moaned as he nipped at her sensitized flesh. Reluctantly, she pulled herself from her lap holding her hand out to him.

Vincent sat in a daze before reaching out and taking her small hand in his as she lead him up the stairs to her bedroom.

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Tifa pulled Vincent into her room and pushed him against the door, shutting it in the process. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck as he drew her body flush against him. Vincent captured her lips and explored her mouth gently, allowing everything that was Tifa to saturate his senses.

The gunman broke the kiss and brought his hand to the button of her jeans and paused waiting for her permission. Tifa gave him a smile and nod as he made short work of the button and zipper, allowing her to step out of her loose jeans. He lifted the featherweight fighter and felt her toned legs wrap around his waist as he pushed her against wall. Tifa pulled her top and sports bra over her head and tossed them to the side. She smiled when she saw Vincent's eyes go wide before laying a trail of butterfly kisses from her collarbone to the valley between her breasts.

"Perfect…" He said, flicking his tongue against her nipple before capturing it carefully between his teeth.

Tifa let out a gasp at the sensation of his mouth exploring her sensitive breasts. His claw was braced against the wall as his hand massaged her hip working its way into her panties. She tossed her head back and moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"Vincent…please…." She murmured in his ear.

His head rose from his exploration and placed a kiss on her shoulder. "Tell me what you want love." He coaxed her quietly.

"Vincent…I want you…please…" She held on to him as he carried her and placed her on her feet in front of the bed.

They quickly removed his clothing and pushed her panties to the floor. Tifa captured his member in her hand causing him to hiss and his knees to feel weak. She turned him and pushed his back against the mattress, then gave him an evil smile.

He watched in anticipation as she straddled his thighs and trailed her tongue down his chest. He jumped and squeezed his eyes shut when he felt her breasts brush against his length. He heard her give a small laugh then his hips bucked and he cried out when he felt her heated mouth descend on his straining erection. His breathing became labored as her tongue swirled around its head then drew him deeper into his mouth. His hands wound their way into her hair as he fought the urge to thrust into her mouth.

The pleasure he was feeling was exquisite and he was close…too close. He gently pulled Tifa up and rolled her onto her back. He grunted when he felt his length brush against her leg.

He made his way down her body and looked in her burgundy eyes and smirked. "My turn."

Vincent parted her thighs and ran his finger through her glistening petals and hear her moan. He brought his head down and brushed his tongue down against the bundle of nerves nestled between her folds. She screamed as his tongue probed, swirled and his mouth sucked her skillfully sending her over the edge. He felt her muscles clench around his probing tongue and watched as her back arched off the bed and she fell, boneless back to the mattress.

The fighter was panting heavily as she felt him move back up her body and saw his passion filled eyes towering over her. She felt his firmness slide through her folds and enter her body slowly. Tifa nodded as he buried himself deep within her body pausing to allow her body to adjust to his size.

He felt her legs circle his waist as he began to thrust long and deep within her. He growled as the sensation began to overwhelm his senses. Their bodies fit together like pieces of a puzzle as their bodies arched and dipped against one another frantically. Tifa's body clamped down as she screamed out in ecstasy.

"Vincent, I love you!"

Her words brought him over the edge as his body sent his seed gushing into the heated canal of her womanhood. "Planet! Tifa love…" His words were cut off when a loud groan escaped his mouth and forced his eyes open to look his love.

He collapsed on top of her, his head resting on her breasts. "Words alone could not express the love I feel for you."

She smiled down at him and kissed his forehead. "I think your saying it just fine Vince."

Vincent shifted his weight slightly and held her in his warm embrace. "Night love."

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