Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Obsession ❯ Nice to meet you ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII or its characters.

Title: Obsession

Summary: Tifa has a secret she has kept hidden. Cloud remains oblivious. The Shinra start to speculate. Vincent is reading the signs. And Yazoo is relentless in his pursuit...Lemon

Rating: M

Obssession

By: girldisturbed

Promiscuous

-having casual sexual relations frequently with different partners; indiscriminate in the choice of sexual partners.

She smiled at him when he glanced at her by the door.

As though a gesture of asking permission or bidding her goodbye he always gave a nod and tried to catch a last glimpse of her before driving off.

He didn't need to.

He would go whether she wanted to or not anyway.

Shaking of thoughts like these in case they might notice her change of mood, she looked down at Marlene who was clutching her hand while telling Cloud to return home safely and as soon as possible.

Home huh?

A house consisting of a family.

It was a nice thought. She would let the child believe it for as long as she could.

Tifa Lockheart. Member of the legendary group called Avalanche that fought time and time again to save this planet.

They were practically heroes.

People looked up to her.

Friends relied on her.

And most importantly, Cloud, Marlene and Denzel trusted her.

And yet she…

Blinking out of her musings when she heard the sound of Cloud starting up his motorcycle, Fenrir. She gave a wave when he sped off to the distance. Waiting along side Marlene till Cloud turned a corner and was no longer visible. She looked down when she felt Marlene tug on her arm. Answering her worried gaze silently asking for assurance she replied in the sincerest voice she could muster “Don't worry about it. He'll be fine. He always is. We should get inside. It's starting to get cold”

Marlene nodded at her words with a smile and entered the bar. Running to her room she paused in the stairs and said “Tifa, I'll wait for Denzel in my room okay?”

Tifa nodded and replied with an “Okay.”

Letting her smile fade when she heard the sound of the door closing indacating she was alone at the moment, she glanced at the clock. 7 pm still somewhat early.

Walking towards the bar she took out a bottle of vodka and a shot glass for a drink. Carrying it to the nearby table, she sat at the chair and drank.

Cloud had always been able to detect if she was drunk.

He could practically smell it.

It's one of the perks of being a bartender. Too much exposure to alcoholics he said.

Her drinking habits had started long before he knew though. He thought it had begun only recently. She didn't refute or accept the claim.

It was better he thought of it that way.

Ignorance is bliss ne?

She had replied with an apology accompanied by a promise not to do it again unless necessary.

She smirked and downed another drink.

Words, that's what it was. Words.

Only people like Cloud and the others mean what they say.

People with honor.

She had one once. Too bad she had nothing now. She was a jaded woman she knew. But it didn't make her beliefs or outlook towards others any less different.

Any less true.

Tifa started then stood up when she noticed the bottle was already empty. Gathering the glass she placed the bottle in the hidden cabinet under the sink together with other empty bottles then walked towards the sink to wash the glass.

Unlike other drunks she wasn't tipsy or barely concious of her surroundings. The effect on her was quite the opposite.

Things around her suddenly took a sharper image and she was painfully aware of her body's actions and state. The only similarities she had with a regular drunk was that she too was somewhat lacking in the caring department.

Loosened inhibitions and all.

It's like she didn't care if Cloud came home right now.

Not really anyway.

It was all routine for her.

Cloud goes away leaving her with Marlene or sometimes Denzel. She would be alone with the kids and sure that the other members of Avalanche wouldn't pay a visit.

Close the shop. Drink a bottle or two. Wait till it was 11pm. Lock the bar. Go to a club or in most cases the one nearby called Muse. Find a body. Dance. And lastly, find someplace to fuck.

Not so innocent now is she?

She grinned at her thoughts and pushed open the door leading outside. Looks like Denzel never came. He was probably playing with one of the kids in the neighborhood. He could take care of himself.

After locking she straightened and walked in a steady pace to Muse. Tifa smiled in an almost carefree matter when she inhaled deeply the almost pollution free air.

Key word, almost.

At least the air here wasn't as suffocating as being in a house where you had a required reaction to every fucking word spoken.

Tifa are you okay?

Of course.

Do you think Cloud is happy?

Why wouldn't he?

Are you happy?

Stopping when she reached the club. She pushed open the doors and entered.

Making her way towards the bar she ordered a bourbon on the rocks and sat at a table for solitary people. Saying a grateful murmur of thanks to the waiter who brought her drinks she sipped and glanced at the other patrons who weren't dancing like her.

There was a man and a woman who looked like they were sucking each others faces. An elder gentleman with gray hair almost around the age of 40, she'd guess. A group of scantily clad girls giggling. And lastly, a woman downing large amounts of alcohol if the bottles littering her table were any indication.

Looking at the throng of bodies occupying the dance floor she got up after finishing her drink and squeezed her way through the center. The music changed into a slower beat one that led her in a languid state of being somewhat aroused. Raising her elbows up Tifa danced to the tune twisting and turning along with the music when a pair of hands encircled her waist.

Tifa smiled. Finally, she thought.

Turning to face her partner she tried to make out tha face but found she couldn't because of the dim lights. It didn't matter anyway. Since the way they grinded their hips were simply delicious. Reaching up she caught a lock of his hair and tugged on it. He has beautiful long hair she noted. So soft. It was probably black like hers but since everything was dark she couldn't really tell.

She was already so fucking hot she couldn't take it anymore.

Thinking that it was enough she leaned in so their chests were touching and nipped his earlobe. Whispering in a soft voice she said, “I want you”

He stilled. Leaning down he encased her in his arms in a loose embrace and whispered huskily, “Are you sure?” She smiled at him though it went unnoticed because of the dark and responded with a “Lets go”

Taking his hand she led him to the back were she knew the emergency exit was located. Opening the door she let the outside air waft through and started jogging to the motel across the street.

Not even bothering to confirm the identity of her partner. She was about to approach the person in charge of giving out rooms when he stopped her on one of the corridors that were heavily shadowed. Frowning she turned to him about to ask when he said “I have a room here.” Before turning and leading her to his room.

Studying him walking ahead of her, hair whipping like hers bacause of their brisk pace she noted that every path they took were always ones were it was too dark to see.

He probably wanted to be anonymous.

Oh well. She didn't have a problem with that. Named or unnamed she wouldn't remember their faces in the morning anyway.

Just the sensation.

Noticing a motorcycle parked in front of the room they stopped she was about to examine it some more when he pulled her inside after opening the room. Not bothering to turn on the lights they fumbled through the dark his tounge dancing with hers while they tried to loosen the clothes each occupied.

He opened another door one she assumed was his bedroom where he finally loosened her skirt by opening the clasp in the back and let it fall to the floor. Having trouble with the opening of his clothes since they were leather and felt like molded to his body she broke the kiss and mumbled a frustrated “How do you—“ before he caught what she meant and chuckled.

Annoyed at his laughter she took a step back and discarded her remaining clothes leaving her in nothing but her panties. Taking his hand after he finished removing his shirt leaving the upper torso bare she lead him in what she assumed was his bed. Facing him as he was just about to open the zipper of his pants she stopped his hand and nipped his earlobe saying in a whisper “Let me.”

Sitting on the mattress so she was facing his pants she smirked when she noted the tent he made was obvious and unzipped it. Pulling it down along with his briefs. She gently took his shaft and blew on the head. He groaned and clutched her head and saying in a pained whisper “Please.”

She smiled at his manners and did as he asked. Taking his head in her mouth and sucking on it she sucked harder when he groaned some more. Fondling his balls and scratching his inner thighs she stopped when he lifted her head away from him and turned her body so that he was on top of her on the bed. Both lying down now he molded her body with his kneading and squeezing her breasts while crushing his lips with hers.

Breaking off the kiss for air he placed gentle kisses from her neck to shoulder. Nipping at her collar bone he went further down till he reached her breasts and blew on a nipple. Chuckling when she mewled he grazed the tip with his teeth and sucked on it making her moan.

She was so beautiful he thought. Although the lack of light prevented her from seeing him the important thing was.

He can see her.

He had waited so long to be with her like this.

And now.

Even if, for her it was only…

His hand had finally reached her panties and he carressed her through the silky material. She groaned and said in between gasps “Take…it…off” Tugging it till it was finally off with his help. He inhaled deeply when the smell of her arousal was tangent. Licking her folds till she was fairly dripping he smiled and revelled in the sound of her mewls. Finally sitting up he grabbed her hips and placed his head to stand at ready in front of her entrance. “Ready?” he asked.

Really too much manners she thought. Making an aggravated sound that sounded suspiciously like idiot he waited patiently till she all but growled out a “Just do it.” before plunging in effectively banishing her annoyance.

Oh, she thought.

“Oh…ah…f-fuck” she all but gasped. He was so full. It was like he was filling her. “Ah.” This she thought with a smile.

This was what she had been looking for.

Please.

Please…

Please make the emptiness go away.

Arching her upper body she placed both hands on his shoulders moving her hips in time with his thrusts. He gasped at the feel of her completely surrounding him. It was a perfect fit. He groaned when she twisted her hips to another angle and leaned his head closer sucking on a bouncing nipple.

Feeling a ball of twisted knots inside her belly indicating she was close to release she lifted his head by clutching his hair and tugging it closer to her face for a kiss.

For a moment she thought she saw silver hair and green eyes when a car passed by enabling lights to pass through the blinds for a split second; before deciding it was probably a trick of the lights.

“Ah!” she wailed. Almost there. He was moving so fast that the bed creaked and moved with the force of his thrust.

He knew they were both nearing completion.

Nothing. Nothing would stop him from attaining that moment. Not even if Big Brother came through the door and plunged his sword through his chest because this. This…

This is the reason why he was still…

“Ah!” she screamed. She was closing around him so tightly that he came along with her. Throwing his hair back his scream mingling with hers he came. Taking out his shaft from her womb he splayed his liquids in her stomach since he didn't wear anything for protection. After he spent the last drop he landed on top of her; being careful not to crush her body with his. It wasn't possible anyway.

She could kill him with her fists.

Rolling them both over so that she lay on his chest while he caressed her hair. They both panted for air chests heaving and basked in the afterglow.

Until...

Until he made a fatal mistake the moment the word passed his lips.

“Tifa…”

Dread at what he had said caused him to still awaiting her reaction. He prayed to whatever gods were out there to please. Please don't let her notice.

But she did.

Tensing at the sound of her name. She all but screamed inside her head.

He knew me.

He. Knew. Me.

Knowing that she knew as well as he did. He said the words reverberating through his head at the moment. “Oh Fuck.”

Snapping out of the trance she had been in when he finally spoke again. She shot up and flipped on the lamplight situated at the nightstand by the bed. Whirling around to face the man that remained unmoving in the bed she was greeted by the sight that she never would have in a million years been able to expect.

Silver hair.

Green eyes.

Mako green eyes.

Sephiroth's clone.

“You!” she all but hissed in his face. Looking ridiculous she knew with her fighter stance, fists up in the air as though awaiting battle but nevertheless, naked.

Naked in front of this…

This monster. And she.

She had done…

Flashbacks and images. People kept flashing in her head. Jenova. Sephiroth. Reunion. Shinra. Avalanche.

Cloud.

In that instance she knew. She just knew that everything would never be the same again.

He looked like he was a statue being so still, just lying on the bed. Till he breathed a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Gathering all the courage he could muster he looked her straight in the eyes, causing her to wince at the intensity. Finally he replied in a nonchalant tone as though commenting on the weather.

“I have a name you know…It's Yazoo.”

Her world came crashing down.

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