Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Struck by Avalanche ❯ The Beauty And the Beasts ( One-Shot )

Dis-Lamer:

The characters from the game Final Fantasy VII used in this legal parody story are owned by Square Enix, and they wouldn't like what I'm doing with them if they knew. If you rat me out to them you can kiss these stories goodbye, and you wouldn't like that, would you? I'm glad that we have found an agreement. Wait, wait: This story is my legal property, I guess, so don't go spreading it around like election campaign posters.

Warnings:

OoC, naturally, some darkness, cruelty, paranormal phenomena, a vampire, semi-rape, demonic possession, and whatnot… And in case you still don't know what hentai means, a lot of sex. Hot, wet, rough, wanton sex - but still not recommended for youngsters. I wonder why? (Note that that was a sarcastic remark. I don't want my ass sued to poverty. - Paranoid? Who, me?)

Struk by Alalanche

staring super-saiyyan GOKU as cloud strife, lara croft as tifa lockhart and sefiroth as wincent valentine

tonihgts esipode:

A Tango for Three

"Cloud… i know u luv Tifa, but i luv u…!"

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Just kidding. I hope I didn't scare you away.

This is how it goes:

Struck by Avalanche

Starring Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockhart and Vincent Valentine

Tonight's episode:

The Beauty and the Beasts

"Cloud!? What is that?"

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By now, all but blind hares could see the pattern that has emerged. Our heroes, the feared and respected Avalanche, plus several miscellaneous companions, had all become stranded under a avalanche in the mountains east of Midgar. Cloud, Tifa and I had been together, searching for anyone to ask questions from. When we had been examining the local law enforcement base, a small station near the centre, the avalanche had struck.

All three of us adventurers in this building had survived, naturally. Cloud, ever so heroic, had pulled Tifa in only moments before the door was slammed shut by the snow rampaging down the slopes like a frenzied pack of hungry wolves. I, of course, had been safely inside.

Mind you, although most of the legends concerning our… race… are old wives' fairy tales, I… dislike daylight. It would have been fine otherwise, but have you ever noticed how much light clean snow can reflect? It likens staring at the noon sun. In the police station's main building, the darkness wrapped around me like a cloak. I am fond of darkness.

No, no, do not mistake this affection for a love of evil and malicious. I simply prefer less lighting like someone prefers less spicy food.

Yes, I'm afraid I must return to the story. So like me, when I finally open up, to stray from the red line of the history.

As it was, the three of us had to spend some days incarcerated in that tiny building. The first day passed uneventfully. Mostly, we sought supplies and studied the cells for possible prisoners' escape tunnels.

Oh yes, there were cells there. Eight concrete cubicles separated from the corridor by heavy iron bars. Minimal decoration, to say the least. Insect hives, and even one skeleton. Fascinating, really… I wonder who he is?

But now I have strayed again. It suffices to say I knew of the cells and so did they. Cloud and Tifa, I mean.

Around the second morning, it began. Horrible. I could not last it more than a couple of hours. Those kids of things corrode one's mind worse than inhaling Marlboro poison smoke from a hallucinogen pipe.

Yes, the two were so much in "love" that they could not stay one moment without their skins touching each other. Hand in hand or her sitting in his lap. Little kisses, when they thought I would not see. Long embraces, sitting or standing in silence by the candle-light as I looked on outside the circle of brightness, outside their private world. But worst of all was the language they used. Quiet "Iloveyous" whispered into each other's ears - and cursed by good senses, I heard them from thirty paces' distance! More and more syrupy talk about never leaving each other, seeing this thing through together, and so on until my head nearly burst.

When Cloud then felt the time was right, he dropped down on one knee and pulled a tiny box out of the pocket of his pants. Now take my assurance, I would not watch such a private moment in secret.

I am ashamed to confess I fled to the cells, which were the only area outside hearing range. I chose the left cubicle by the end of the corridor and laid myself down on the rat-infested mattress. I caught two of the little vermin and left them on the worm-eaten bedside table to be cooked at a later time. Cloud and Tifa never asked where the meat came from, as long as it was edible.

So there I was, enjoying a moment of peace, quiet and darkness. All of a sudden, the grated door to the corridor creaked open, and I distinctly heard two sets of footsteps, tiptoeing actually, enter the room. Tifa giggled, and Cloud told her to "Be quiet or Vincent'll hear us!"

I could hear their breathing at that distance, and wondered for a moment what the reason for its fast pace was. Then I noted I had heard no sounds of cloth brushing against cloth or skin. I swiftly deduced that they were naked, therefore about to show each other their commitment to the relationship, and trying to be discreet about it. How sadly they failed.

Not only was I knowing of their moist intentions, I was also unable to make a retreat. The only door in the cell, obviously, led out to the corridor the two lovebirds occupied.

What was I to do? I remained soundless and motionless on the bed, hoping they would pick another cell. How against all odds it was that I misinterpreted their intentions. They leaned against a wall - the sound of concrete scraping skin - and began to kiss each other vigorously. If they had opted to copulate in a cell, I could have easily sneaked past them. Now they stood in the corridor, and their oil lamp illuminated it from end to end.

Cloud ended the kiss and poked his head into one concrete cubicle. I hoped - but in vain. Judging by the metallic noises and the later happenings, he had retrieved two pairs of handcuffs.

"What are those for?" Tifa asked.

"Can't you guess?" Cloud retorted. My thoughts exactly, I thought.

"Oh Cloud!" Her voice was both chiding and pleasantly surprised. Oh, the indisputable humanity of her feelings… "Are these for me?" She joked.

I could imagine Cloud's grin. It came forth too seldom, but he had flashed it a couple of times after I met him. Before he started acting like the weight of - no, before he realised the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

Anyway, he probably grinned as he said: "I thought we could make this night special. Is it okay with you?"

"Oh, yes…" Tifa's voice trembled with anticipation. "But why two pairs of handcuffs?" I have to admit the same question troubled me.

Cloud spoke nonchalantly. "… So I can chain you to the cell bars…"

"Cloud!" Tifa sounded surprised. "I thought they were just for role-playing!"

"Role-playing? Hey, I didn't even think of that. Good idea. So how about this? I'll be the policeman, and you'll be under suspicion for smuggling drugs… So I'll have to make a cavity search…" Cloud leaned closer to Tifa and stroked her side as he softly murmured his suggestion into her ear.

"Uh-huh… Sounds great." The busty woman rubbed her body against Cloud's. "Just thinking about it gets me so hot…"

"Don't hurry it, now. Handcuffs first." Cloud turned around, probably looking for a place to attach the cuffs. His steps approached me, and I realised my cell was the `extra strong' one, and thus the only one with horizontal bars joining the vertical ones near the roof and the floor and at waist level. That meant they were going to have their dirty pleasures not two yards from where I was lying. Luck was against me. However, things could have been worse. They left their lantern to the other end of the corridor, and the weak light left my hiding place concealed in darkness.

As wrapped up as they were in their affairs, I had a fair chance of making myself unnoticed throughout the sinful orgy. You must understand that I would have rather been somewhere else.

I silently turned my head and opened my eyes as the unknowing couple approached. Do not mistake this for curiosity or inclination towards voyeurism. I simply rated a private show more interesting than the concrete roof of my cell.

Tifa's body appeared within sight first. To be accurate, her extraordinarily large, alluringly bouncing breasts did. Each one was about the size of a watermelon; I had approximated her bust circumference somewhere around ninety centimetres. Had it not been so arousing, it would have been amusing. Well, the rest of her body was more within common qualifications. Her waist was thin, flaring out to form wide, curvaceous hips, and down there… As her side was turned to me, I had no visibility to her crotch, but I was not unhappy with what I saw. Her long, dark brown hair was free, and reached to the small of her back, glimmering like a dark waterfall in the lantern's light. The yellowish sheen painted her flawless body the colour of burnished gold. She leaned against the door of my cell and called out to Cloud, who was examining the other end of the corridor for a spot where to play their roles. "Cloud! I found a place." She yanked the topmost horizontal bar with her left hand, still facing her beloved. "I don't think it's too rusted."

Cloud appeared, as well. As he tried the bar as well, his impressively sculpted muscles moved under his fair skin. The battles of our common journey had strengthened his upper body. I could swear his shoulders had widened and his overall musculature gotten heavier since the day I first saw him. The shadows cast from one side brought forward the manly side in his fine face, accentuating the jaw and the eyebrows. I looked at him as a body of a man, not as my companion. In certain ways, he was more interesting to behold than Tifa. Especially those clear, sparkling, gleaming blue eyes of his. For a moment, I wished he would have been free for the taking.

Cloud tested the horizontal iron bar as well. "It'll be fine. Now then-" He slapped one end of each handcuff onto the shaft with a resounding clang, and they locked with a metallic click. As Cloud moved back to observe his work, his eyes briefly seemed to make contact with mine. Shivers ran down my back when his electrifying gaze met mine. Since he did not react in any manner, I presumed he had seen only the darkness around me, and I was still safe.

Tifa pressed her back to the cold iron bars and stretched her arms up. "This way? Or maybe I should face the other way…?"

Cloud caught the hidden meaning, but apparently was not lured by her suggestion to take her from behind. "No, I want to see your face, I want to look into your eyes as we… As I make sure you're not hiding any drugs in your mouth…" He leaned forward, capturing her hot lips with his and sliding his hands up her arms. Cloud stared deep into her brown eyes, and I do not know what he saw reflected in them, but his intent expression softened and he stroked her lower arms affectionately. He ground his warming crotch against her thigh as he fumbled with the old handcuffs, finally snapping them loosely around Tifa's wrists. Tifa lifted her right leg and rubbed it against the back of Cloud's muscular thigh, devouring his hungry mouth with her eager tongue. He wrapped his strong arms gently around her and hugged her, crushing her voluminous breasts tightly to his chest. He pulled away from the kiss, their separating lips making a loud, wet noise, and asked in an official tone: "Where did you hide the goods?"

Tifa shook her head and said: "I don't know what you're talking about." Conforming to her role as the innocent suspect, she complained: "You've got no proof! You have to let me go." She shook her arms, making the unforgiving handcuffs clink against rusted iron.

Cloud just shook his spiky head and kneeled. "I think you've hidden them somewhere more clever. Like here…" He lifted up Tifa's left thigh by the back of her knee. I heard slurping sounds as he extended his tongue to moisten and stroke her already swollen labia. Tifa made little muffled sounds of pleasure, biting her lip to prevent herself from moaning out loud. Judging by that, Cloud knew what he was doing. As I had guessed that there was some spark between Cloud and Tifa, it did not especially surprise me that these two interesting humans in my party were intimate, but I wondered how I had failed to notice it before. After all, we had stayed at the same inn several times, even in the same room.

However successful the two lovers had been in concealing their private activities before, they had failed this time, and rather spectacularly. I was pinned right there, watching as Cloud orally led Tifa into a more aroused state, preparing her for his entry. She was sweating all over; the heat inside her only built up the more she was handled by Cloud. He was apparently so distracted by the lusty huffing and moaning of his captive, that he did not notice to stop on time. He pushed two fingers into her nether opening, and twirled them around. "The drugs have got to be somewhere in here," he accused.

"No… anh… I swear, I haven't got anything to… oh, oh… do with the dr-ah, aaah!" She shrieked in ecstasy, and I saw clear liquid running down Cloud's forearm.

Slowly, the naked man impersonating an interrogator stood up, holding his soaked index- and middle finger in front of Tifa's face. "Haven't got anything, eh?" Cloud said. "What's this stuff, then?"

Tifa, still in the throes of her orgasm, weakly shook her head in denial. "That's not drugs…"

"Then what is it?" Cloud demanded.

"You know what it is… It's… my… You know!" Tifa sounded honestly embarrassed.

"I want you to state it for the record. What is the clear liquid discovered in your vaginal cavity?"

"It's my… cum…" Tifa whispered.

"Speak louder, suspect!" Cloud commanded, enjoying his position as the dominant one. I guess he was making up for being the submissive party in their normal sexual life; I could imagine Tifa demanding attention and servitude.

Tifa, gaining some courage, said: "I said it's my cum. You made me cum, you dirty policeman. Abusing the suspect is against the law!"

"I am the law!" Cloud retorted, shaking his liquid-smeared fingers at Tifa. "Now, the law doesn't believe you. How do you prove that this isn't a cleverly disguised drug?"

"Just taste it and you'll know…"

"Me? You must take me for stupid. You want me to eat this drug so you can escape? Ha! You have to try harder than that. Anyway, you taste it. Then I'll believe."

"What? No way!" Tifa shook her head vigorously. "I'm not going to eat my own cum!" She seemed perfectly natural; I believed she meant what she said.

Cloud was not giving up. "Then I'll mark you up as guilty and lock you up for the maximum sentence. Good luck with the sex-starved cell mates…"

"Wait! I'll do what you say!" Tifa looked down, instantly regretting her careless outburst. She hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "I'll taste it."

Cloud patted her on the head with his clean hand. "Good girl. Now then…" He put his fingers within millimetres of her pouting lips.

Tifa tentatively licked at Cloud's dirty hand, and brought a drop the cum into her mouth. "See?"

"More." Cloud pressed his hand against her mouth, forcing the tips of his fingers between her clenched teeth. Tifa sucked on them, cleaning them of her liquids, and leaving them smeared in saliva when she was finished. "Now swallow," Cloud commanded.

Tifa looked pleadingly into his turquoise eyes, but finding no mercy, did as she was told. A shiver ran down the entire length of her body, but a fresh trickle of her slippery liquids ran down the inside of her thigh. She seemed to be enjoying this kinky game as much as he.

Cloud nodded. "Well then. If not there, then where? There are still lots of places to look. Maybe inside those breasts? They look unnaturally inflated. No woman can have such insanely large tits." He slapped his palms onto her impressive mounds, and began to press and knead them. " There must be something inside them. I should be able to feel any anomalies this way." Using both hands, he tortured her bouncy globes in imaginative ways. Tifa squirmed in uncomfort as Cloud rolled her hardened nipples between his fingers. She shrieked as he pinched and pulled on the hard nubs. She whined as he bit and nibbled, sucked and licked first the sides of her sensitive breasts, then her erect nipples. He finished with a "No, not there either," leaving the fantastic melons reddish from his rough examination and dripping saliva onto her belly.

Tifa made a fake sniff. "You sadist… That's called torture!"

"You know how to end it. Tell me the truth: that you hid them somewhere for your friends to pick up before we got you."

"I've told you already, I don't know where the drugs are!" Tifa struggled in vain against her bonds. "Let me go!"

Cloud slapped her shapely buttock. "Maybe I just wasn't looking deep enough. I've got to use a longer instrument." He lifted both of Tifa's feet off the floor, taking one knee in each elbow bend. She leaned against the rusted iron bars of the cell door, sitting on air. This way, Tifa's surprisingly light weight was on him, but her moist crotch was spread wide open. Cloud lifted her hips closer to his body, and aligned his cock with her creamed pussy. "Here we go," he announced, and let Tifa's weight pull her down on his manly tool, which measured a good ten inches in length and two in diameter. The rock hard member was easily engulfed by the well lubricated pussy, but the slippery canal was still as tight as a glove.

Cloud groaned. "How come all of you are so tight when I examine you? I'm not complaining, though. Is it because you don't feel comfortable around me?"

Tifa had grabbed the horizontal iron bar in her strong fists, and was pulling herself up and easing herself down with her battle-trained arms. "Anh… You might say that. You… unh… treat us ladies a bit rough, you know? …Hnghhaah…"

Cloud moved his hands under Tifa's smooth buttocks, letting her wrap her powerful legs around his waist. This allowed Tifa to support more of her own weight, and increase the pace at which she impaled herself on his cock. Cloud countered with short pelvic thrusts, driving his penis fully into her. "So damn tight… But I think I reached as far as I can," he breathed. "Nothing in there. I'll just finish up and continue the search." He doubled his pace, frantically rubbing his erect cock into Tifa's slippery pussy. She answered by tightening the muscles down there, milking Cloud's manly organ for the sperm that soon came out. Thick jets of white goo gushed into Tifa's snug pussy, filling it to the brim. Some of the warm cum, mixing with Tifa's love liquids, flowed out of the tight hole, and coated their crotches in a sticky layer. A rivulet ran down Tifa's inner thigh.

Cloud pulled out, letting Tifa stand on her own two feet again. He smiled: "Now then, where should I see next? I believe there is one hole I haven't checked. Turn around."

"You don't mean…" Tifa began.

"Yes, that's right. Using the anal area is a very popular method of smuggling."

"But - that's disgusting! I wouldn't want the drugs in there any more than your filthy fingers!" Tifa seemed sincerely appalled by Cloud's kinky suggestion.

"Who said I would use my fingers," Cloud retorted, "after all it's much more enjoyable the other way… heh heh he…" He did a good job playing the sadistic pervert, even too good to be totally acted. Perhaps he had been waiting for just such a chance.

Tifa timidly crossed her cum-smeared legs. "No! Please don't, inspector… I don't want to… do it… that way…" She carefully avoided any raunchy terminology.

Cloud was not so careful with his language. "Turn around, so I can start penetrating your ass."

"I said, I won't!" Tifa held up her chin defiantly.

Cloud sighed and turned away. "I had hoped I would not have to resort to this." He walked into another cell, and came back with a wooden cane, three feet in length. I remembered seeing it in the messy briefing room of the police station earlier, next to a rotting map of the area. A map pointer? How appropriate.

Cloud waved the cane warningly. "I give you one last chance before I apply this to your skin."

Tifa shied away from the pointer. "You wouldn't dare…"

Cloud showed that he would indeed, and placed a strong smack on Tifa's left buttock, and the woman shrieked. It left a slowly fading red mark. "Now will you turn?"

Tifa hung her head but did not reply.

Cloud raised his stick again, and slashed across Tifa's chest. He hit her on both breasts, just above the nipples. First I assessed his behaviour unnecessarily cruel, even for sexual games, but then I noticed how he pulled back on his swatting motion, tapping Tifa's tits - this time below the erect red nubs of her nipples - barely hard enough to leave a mark. Cloud was careful not to hurt his play partner for real; and I think I saw and heard Tifa whimper and shiver with ravishment instead of pain.

"Had enough?" Cloud asked.

Tifa cried out as the fourth slash of the wooden cane hit the tender inside of her thigh. "Stop it! I'll do anything…"

Cloud threw the cane aside, and it clattered across the concrete floor. He leaned closer, whispering: "Good girl…" and licked Tifa's neck. It was not a tiny display of affection, it was a wet swipe that left a wet smear on her skin.

Tifa hissed. "Ugh… disgusting," and turned her back on Cloud. Her arms were now crossed above her head, and her well formed chest pressed to the bars separating me from her. Her body was truly magnificent. Below her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair, her labia glistened with wetness that ran down the insides of her thighs. I involuntarily licked my lips.

Tifa had her head turned to the side, and she attempted to see what Cloud was doing. He reached a hand between her trembling thighs and ran his index finger along her wet slit, coating the digit with Tifa's abundant love juices. Then he positioned his hand behind her butt, where I could not see it. Tifa tensed suddenly, and it was not hard to guess what had caused it. Cloud's finger made wet noises as he pumped it in and out of Tifa's ass. She breathed heavily, her throat releasing an involuntary low moan as Cloud twisted his finger around. "Ahnng… Stop that, it's dirty…"

Cloud pulled his finger out. "Okay." He quickly dipped his index- and middle finger into her wet pussy, lubricating them for entry. Then he moved them back to Tifa's southern abyss. "Is this better?" He shoved both digits halfway in.

Tifa moaned and exclaimed: "Ahh! It's too tight, they'll never… unhh…" Her voice faded as Cloud worked his slimy fingers into her ass, twisting them around at the same time. She felt the heat in her crotch increasing again, and little rivulets of sweat ran over her face, across her back, down her thighs and arms. Tifa thrust her butt back and bent over as far as she could, her wrists being still chained to the bar above her head. She looked back at Cloud. "If you must do it, do it quick, but the drugs aren't in there."

Cloud slapped her shapely butt with his free hand, making her yelp. "We'll see about that." He pulled his fingers out and positioned his southbound cock.

"No!" Tifa exclaimed. "I'll tell you anything! I gave the drugs to my friend, Yuffie! I don't have them!"

Cloud laughed. "Is that so? Then, I guess I'll have to examine her the same way as you. But now, I'm going to finish up with you."

Tifa shook her head. "But you were supposed to stop! I told you the truth!" She screamed as Cloud pulled back on her hips, impaling her inexperienced behind on his long staff. Despite her protests, he continued by pulling out slowly, then widening his stance to gain better support for the next thrust. Tifa walked forward, trying to escape the uncomfortable entry, but soon her belly was flat against the bars of the prison cell door. Cloud had followed, and gave no mercy. He relentlessly probed Tifa's snug anus, taking care to reach the maximum depth each and every time. She moaned lustily each time his cock stretched her ass wide.

Cloud gently licked Tifa's ear. "You like it, honey?"

"Y-yes… I mean no!" She was confused. "It… unh… it feels too good. I'm… ah! Not so hard, be careful… I feel so embarrassed, I must… hngh… sound dirty… unhh… moaning like this…"

"Then how would you feel if someone was watching you, right now?" Cloud asked, still fucking her in the ass, her sweaty butt cheeks slapping against his pelvis with each forward hip movement.

"No… Please, don't say such things! Ah! I'd be so embarrassed, I might… mnn, ohh, that's right… I might cum right now… Yeah, baby, I want to cum when you take my ass hard…" Had she faked shyness and shame all the time? She was excellent.

"Dropped the role, have you?" Cloud noted. He decided to quit playing with Tifa as well. "I'll stop acting, too… unhh…" He pulled nearly all the way out of her tight anus, and said: "Look forward, into the cell."

Tifa lifted an eyebrow in question, but did as she was told. Her head turned towards me, and her gaze instantly locked onto my eyes. "Cloud!? What is that?" She screamed.

She had seen me. And Cloud had known I was here since the beginning. But how? Then it hit me. My eyes glowed red in the dark. They had done it for so long, that I had gotten too used to it. It did not cross my mind to think that my external nature would so cruelly betray me. I cursed Hojo and his experiments, I cursed my damned blood heritage. But most of all, I cursed my own carelessness. A creature of the night, a master of the shadows, truly! Shining like a beacon…

Cloud interrupted my self-berating by addressing me: "You don't have to hide anymore, Vincent." He looked meaningfully at Tifa while he slowly and clearly pronounced my name.

Understanding dawned on Tifa, and I saw the dull flashes in her eyes as her brain rewound and fast-forwarded through the scenes I had been watching for the past half an hour. Finally realising that I must have seen everything they did, she did as she had promised.

The weight of Tifa's embarrassment was huge, and her knees bent under it. She blushed with her entire face, neck and upper torso, and her expression was one of shock and denial. Then, as Cloud sunk his penis in between her quivering buttocks one final time, she came. Her scream of ecstasy and shame reverberated off the uneven walls, making it sound as if the whole world shared her powerful orgasm. Her spasming pussy spewed cum onto her inner thighs and onto the concrete floor. Cloud followed her into fulfilment, spraying the inside of her ass with his hot semen. Slowly they landed from their private heavens.

Cloud recovered first. He looked at me and said: "How did you like the show?"

I knew I had a very visible erection straining my pants. I sat up to, perhaps, hide the telltale bulge in the folds of my clothing. It told my true opinion, and all three of us knew that, but I still tried to act uninterested. "Would rather have been elsewhere…" That was mostly true.

Tifa's laughter tinkled across the room. "Oh, Vincent, you don't have to hide it. It's okay, you see? You were a great helper - I got the most wonderful orgasm - and it's only justice that you get a little something for it. You scratch my back, I scratch yours."

Taking into consideration the perversity of these two humans, I would rather not have my `back scratched' by them. "So. Can I leave now?" I looked Cloud in the eyes, because I did not want to look elsewhere on their bodies.

Cloud coughed. "Why didn't you tell us you were there from the beginning?"

"That is my business."

"Did you think you could just watch us and then wait for us to leave?"

I disliked their suggestive comments. "You think lowly of me. I have done my best to avoid you."

"Avoid us?" Tifa asked. "And why is that?"

"Because your -" I nearly said that their public displays of affection made me sick. "-because I thought you needed some time alone."

Cloud blinked twice. "How so? We're all three in the same trouble, right?"

"Oh, the two of you were quite far from this Planet, floating amongst the stars." I crammed a handful of sarcasm into my words.

Tifa got my point before Cloud did. She said: "Really? I'm sorry if you felt left out…"

"Not at all," I hastily denied. "But I would rather know nothing than spectate your love."

Cloud asked: "Why didn't you tell us how you feel?"

It was complicated. To make it short, "I do not interfere in your private matters."

"But still… We could spend weeks trapped under this avalanche!" Tifa spoke the obvious. "You can't spend all that time alone."

That was ridiculous. "I have spent years alone, and I am still quite sane." Compared to you two, I thought.

Cloud said: "However that may be, it's none of our business." I noticed his choice of words made him sound doubtful about my mental condition. "But we have to think about the future now. Namely, what will Vincent do if - when - we choose to surrender to our instincts again?" He looked at Tifa and me in turn. "Any suggestions?"

"Why don't you give me a warning before you throw off your clothes, so that I may flee?" I sarcastically suggested.

Tifa countered: "Why don't we take you along for our orgies?"

Cloud went along with the joke. "Yeah, why not?"

For optimum effect, my answer would have to answer both the humorous mood and the literal content of the question. Therefore: "I am not into S&M or bondage."

Tifa snickered. She appreciated my skill. "Oh, we do a lot besides that." She looked at Cloud. "Don't we, honey?"

Cloud smiled back. "Oh, yes. Like when we bathed in the spring near Mount Condor, when anybody could have wandered past. And later that day, when we bathed in the mud pit…"

"…or when you made me keep that dildo in me when we rode on chocobos. The bouncy ride shoved the sucker deeper and deeper, and at one point it went on and started vibrating. It was fun, trying to hide my orgasms from the rest of the gang…"

"…and it was hard to keep our voices down when we slipped that aphrodisiac in Yuffie's drink and peeped on her as she masturbated in her bed! How we had fun that night, when you rode me just outside her door." Cloud finished.

I was only remotely bothered by the first two incidents, but the last one was beyond perverted. "Is that entirely legal? Yuffie is still a minor."

Cloud attempted to look innocent. "But she did it all by herself. And we wouldn't dare try anything with her…"

"…as long as she's still under eighteen," Tifa finished his sentence.

I shook my head. "Cloud. Do you not think that stretches the limits of legal? And Tifa. The same to you… and also, I thought you were straight. At least your relationship with this other maniac had led me to believe so."

Cloud spoke up first. "It's not like I picked Yuffie especially! We tried Aeris, but it wouldn't work on her."

Tifa agreed. "That's right. And besides, we had heard her pleasuring herself before. We just wanted to be sure she would do it then, wanted her to be a little more careless, and keep doing it long enough to get us off. And about my sexuality - we're both bisexual, Cloud and I. Aren't we?"

Cloud looked away. "…Not me."

"He's still in training," Tifa whispered loudly.

I acted like I could not care less, shrugging and looking elsewhere. "Whatever. Were I not what I am, I might have seen Yuffie as a potential target. She is very beautiful for her age, and her character is open and enthusiastic. Easier to reach than Aeris, I reckon. But that is all out of the question."

Cloud smirked. "What? Don't tell me you're gay?"

"Uninterested."

"Oh come on…" Tifa pleaded. "Don't tell me that this…" She turned her back to me, still chained to the cell door, and shook her shapely butt. "… doesn't interest you."

My half-sleeping erection woke up again. "Nonsense. You are, as I already pointed out, Cloud's woman."

Cloud surprised me with a serious offering: "I can borrow her to you. Just don't cum inside her."

I frowned. "You are joking."

Tifa nodded. "Yeah, and don't say such things like you can decide what to do with my fabulous body."

But Cloud smirked. "Tifa, right now you don't seem to be in a position of making much choices, seeing how you're chained and all that. But how would you feel giving him, say, just a blowjob?"

Tifa was doubtful. "You mean, for real? Well, If you were watching, it'd be okay, I guess. Would you like it?"

"Yes," Cloud whispered. "How about you?"

He looked at me with his honest, piercing eyes. Planet curse me, I wanted to say yes. My crotch was aching to be touched by Tifa's sweet lips. How long had it been since the last time? Too long. The entire situation was so insane it was out of proportion, affecting my judgement. I wavered for a moment, then breathed a "…yesss…" After the show a couple of minutes earlier, I must have been in an unbalanced state of mind, ready to swing any way.

Cloud laughed. "Finally, we got some results." He disappeared from my sight, down the corridor, and came back with the keys to Tifa's handcuffs. Unlocking them, he kissed her on the mouth. "Are you sure you want to do this, honey?"

Tifa rubbed her chafed wrists. "Yes. I think so."

I opened the cell door, then threw the dirty mattress I had rested on onto the cold floor of the corridor. It was now or never. Back then, I did not know what possessed me to do that. Now I do.

Anyhow, I unstrapped and pulled off my boots, then got rid of my trousers and underwear. I threw my cloak over the mattress and sat down on it. As an afterthought, I removed my shirt as well, and tossed it aside.

Tifa kneeled at my feet, observing what she was supposed to work with. My seven inches stared right back at her. It was not as big as Cloud's, and I felt a strange inferiority. It was foolish; a man's measure is his mind, not a piece of meat dangling between his thighs.

Tifa walked towards me on all fours, and told me: "Lay back and relax. Let me do all the work…"

I did as I was told, although it was hard to relax with Cloud watching us intently, and a sexy woman of Tifa's magnitude approaching my penis. Her movement was graceful, like a big cat's, but her breasts were brutally offensive in the way they hung invitingly from her chest, jiggling from side to side. She slid her left hand up my thigh and onto my belly, looking at my eyes. Her dark hair shadowed her beautiful face, and I reflexively reached out to wipe the stray strands of hair behind her ear. She touched my hand and smiled, then licked her lips hungrily. The subconscious incentive was so powerful my heart nearly started beating again.

She wrapped the slender fingers of her right hand around my penis, sending shivers of excitement and anticipation running up my spine. Tilting her head to the side to prevent her hair from obscuring my sight, Tifa touched the tip of my erect manhood with her warm, wet lips. I tensed, balling my hands into fists, to avoid pulling down her head. My patient resistance paid off as she ceased kissing the purplish head of my staff and her wet oral orifice caressed the stiff length. I relaxed as she gently laid soft kisses along its tip, then administered a wet, wide lick to cover the entire underside of my manly organ.

As she teasingly operated my tool with her mouth, I saw Cloud approach her uplifted rear. He noticed my gaze and winked. Careful not to alert Tifa to his presence, he assumed a kneeling position behind her butt, and prepared to strike. Moving to grab Tifa's shapely ass quickly, he sunk his still hard penis into her from behind. She moaned around my cock, but made no move to escape or to prevent Cloud from using her wet pussy for his pleasure.

As Cloud pushed his stiff manhood in and out of Tifa's slippery cunt, her entire body rocked back and forth, forcing her to take in more of my cock. Her head bobbed up and down in time with Cloud's thrusts.

I felt the pressure rising within my penis, and a wave of strong emotions welled up inside me. I drew a deep breath before the cold flood suffocated me. All of my skin felt the pricking of millions of non-existent cold needles, tearing it up bit by bit. I trembled in painful convolutions, as I felt something being born in my testicles, worming its way through my innards. I wanted to shout, but my neck was constricted by the nameless fear. I realised what was happening, and fought it. My struggles might have bought a couple of seconds, but my strength was limited. The beast composed of energy devoured my heart, which was instantly brought to demonic life, going into erratic spasms. Thump, thump-thump-thump, thump. Thump, thump, thump-thump-thu-thump-thump, thump - on it went, and my limbs twitched. My hands clawed at the mattress uselessly, and my feet tried to push me away from Tifa, but their powers were exhausted. I could not see; blood red and dark green clouds swirled in my eyes. No, I shouted into the darkness, Not now!

The answer was maliciously amused. Oh yes.

Then the full effect of the transformation hit me. Not the one I experience during battles: that is the variation meant for battles. This variation is triggered by sexual sensations among other things, and its sole purpose is to give and receive sensual pleasure. The transformation I now experienced included all the trademarks of demonic possession. My skin changed colour to a bluish purple, and I grew bony horns like those of a goat. The pain of the spikes thrusting out through my forehead nearly made me lose my consciousness. My chest bulged and expanded, and my arms gained more than their original mass in muscles. My face also contorted to resemble that of a goat, with a midnight blue beard. Hair of the same colour grew out of my neck and head to form a mane, and some appeared on my chest. I grew long talons, each two inches long, both to my hands and my feet. The first time Chaos tries a particular form is always the most painful; I writhed on the floor, and the scared Tifa released my cock, which had expanded to one and a half feet in length, and three inches in thickness. As a final touch I grew a tail which ended in an oval lump.

Some time during this Cloud had noticed what was happening to me, and disengaged his hip from Tifa's. She had seen it wise to leave my twitching manly member, and was sitting on the end of the mattress, leaning back on her hands, and staring at me. She had seen the demon possess me on several occasions, but experiencing it up close and unexpectedly, she was frozen in terror.

When the transformation was over, Chaos took partial control of my body. He - I - whatever. For the sake of clearness, I will describe everything as if I were in control. In truth, it is more complicated, and can not be understood unless experienced. To greatly simplify, I worked on his conditions.

I released the pressure in my pulsating staff. My cock fired a spurt of thick, hot white slime, that landed on Tifa's well formed chest, lumping up and beginning to flow into her cleavage. The next shot hit higher, splattering my demonic seed onto her face, and a generous amount ended up in her mouth, which hung open at the sight of my monstrous body. From there, the range of my jets of cum decreased, and the following six loads literally almost covered her torso in my thick sperm. My heart, beating only with Chaos' cursed life, steadied its pace.

Cloud exploded verbally. "What the hell?! Vincent, what are you doing! You'd better stop that, at this instant…!" He waved a fist at me.

He was going the exact wrong way. "More… Chaos requires more. You'd better comply this instant, for your own good. I didn't mean to do this, but now there's no stopping Chaos, until it is satisfied." Although my penis was losing its size rapidly as it sank into its leathery sheath within my waist, I still felt a strong urge to use and abuse any human female.

Tifa spat out the cum in her mouth. "Satisfied? How?" She asked. She looked almost comical, the way she was covered in white goo, and seemed not to pay it any attention.

I got up to a semi-crouching position, and my horns nearly scraped the roof. I completely blocked off the end of the corridor that led out. "Only one way. Fulfil the lust of Chaos."

Cloud frowned. "Vincent, I promised you could have a blowjob from my fiancée, but that's as far as it goes. I know that you wouldn't hurt us, even…"

I scraped at the wall to my right, and my claws made furrows an inch deep into the concrete. "Do not test my patience."

Tifa looked up and down my body, then cocked an eyebrow at the length of my demonic member. "Cloud, shut up. I want to try that thing in for size." She looked up at my animal face. "Vincent, I'll skin you alive if you get too violent. I bet Cloud would, too. So behave, okay? I'll let you take me on that condition."

Cloud put a restricting hand on her shoulder. "Tifa, no! You know he's unpredictable in his Chaos form!"

I licked my lips with my foot-long tongue and grinned. "It's her business if she wants to ride me. Right now, Strife, I don't feel like listening to your opinion. You can have her other end for all I care…" I cracked my knuckles. "… But I'm having my way with her, and there's nothing you can or should do about it."

Tifa looked up at Cloud's face, and smiled reassuringly. "I'll be just fine."

Cloud threw up his arms in frustration. "Whatever! Go get your belly ripped open by that creature's dick! I'll be there to look over you. Heck, I'll even take your other end, as this Chaos dick said, but when you start bleeding and screaming in pain, remember I told you so." He gesticulated wildly with his hands.

"Honey, come on. What are you getting so worked up about? It's still Vincent, and he's one of us."

I agreed with that, and even though not completely myself, I decided to keep Tifa's pain to a minimum. It is true that Chaos' reason for this was the hope of coming out later for some more action, but my honest caring for my companions played a part as well.

My warped mind set clear on the goal, I sat down on the floor, barely feeling the cold, hard stones through my thick skin, and laid back. "Then, satisfy me."

Tifa looked down at her slime-covered body. "Do you want me to get clean first, or am I fine like this?"

My manhood - ah, demonhood - had gone completely soft, retreating into my pelvis without a trace. Feeling disinclined to dig it out with my clawed hands, I seized the alluring chance to be presented with something entirely new to my real self, but to which Slaanesh was very well used to. Only to get myself going again, I reasoned. "Give me a show," I growled. "Play with the seed of evil."

Tifa hesitated only for a short moment, then licked her creamed lips sensuously, bringing cooling sperm into her mouth. She got up to her knees and twirled a finger around on her cum-blotched thigh, drawing patterns in it, the licked the digit clean. My toothy grin convinced her she was doing fine, so she continued the smutty playing.

With her both hands, she cleaned the gooey decorations off of her pretty face, and devoured it from her palms, as if she were starving. I reckon she did not know Chaos' enhanced sperm was both nutritious and an addictive aphrodisiac. She batted her lashes and stared at me lasciviously, sliding her hands up her slippery sides to cup her sizeable breasts from below. Using the cum she had gathered from her sides, she lathered her soft tits with the white goo. Her eyes fluttered to slits when her fingers touched her inch-tall nipples, and she breathed shallowly out of arousal.

Whether she was faking it or really enjoyed toying with my messy ejaculate, it was credible enough to warrant an erection. My bluish-purple pole had extended to eight inches in length; not even half of its full size, and it was still limp.

One of Tifa's hands crept south across her belly, and she spread her thighs to show me her wet pussy. Her reddened labia glistened with her natural juices, and she increased their slipperiness by spreading my sperm over the petals and the wet opening. She inserted two of her slimy fingers with the cliched moan, and began to frig herself. I was hypnotised by the rhythmic movement of her long fingers rubbing the inside of her canal. Her public self-gratification was interrupted only for two seconds when she scooped up more of my sticky seed from her belly to tuck it inside her vagina. Now making pleasured little noises all the time, she apparently tried to muffle herself by lifting her left breast to her mouth and suckling on it. It did little to that effect, however, as she continued to moan low in her throat while nursing on her own nipple. She released her hold of the breast, clenching her teeth around the nipple to keep it in her mouth. The pull of the heavy globe won over her, and it bounced free on her chest, flinging strands of saliva and thick sperm onto her belly and thighs. Tifa lifted her other large tit, licking all over its slimy topside, swallowing my potent cum from her wet skin. She worked a third finger into her slit, and fell over backwards from the sheer power of her orgasm. It was not a surprise to me, since I knew of the various enzymes in my semen. Tifa, on the other hand, seemed to take the news rather hard. She rolled around, fiercely plunging three fingers into her fiery hot pussy and groping her jiggling breasts. The police station echoed with her animal-like sounds as her pressures sought a vent. After more than ten seconds, she settled down. Laying on her back, she breathed shallowly, her impressive chest endowment imitating the rise and fall of majestic mountains. The mixed liquids and slimes from her tightening pussy puddled underneath her butt.

I licked my lips and laughed. "Well done! Now I feel like entering…" My thick penis had reached its full length of eighteen inches. "You can come and sit on my rod of demonic power, huh huh." It would be safer if she could define the power and speed; therefore, I ignored Chaos' deep-etched habit of always being on top.

Tifa wearily pulled herself up, using my thighs as support as she crawled onto my body. She laid down, resting her cheek on my chest, and my manly organ pressed against her belly. She sighed, and the warm air tickled my skin. "I'm tired. Can't I just…"

"No." My command was unconditional. "I'll help you," I offered, and grasped her upper arms in my clawed hands. Moving her insignificant human weight easily, I lifted her into a sitting position on my crotch, then up two feet. She lazily moved her legs to support her own mass. My erect cock still stood parallel to my body, pointing at my head rather than directly up at Tifa. I held her waist in my left hand - my talons met at the small of her back - and held my staff in a vertical position with two fingers of my right hand, poised to intrude into the awaiting void like the decaying monument of Rocket Town. Unlike Shin-Ra's rusted phallic symbol, however, my meat torpedo was fully capable of reaching its target and delivering its payload. I released Tifa's waist.

She wobbled on her feet for half a second, then bent her weakened knees to descend the few inches to meet the tangerine-sized tip of my member. It pushed aside her slimy labia and pried open the sticky slit of her vagina. With all the liquids - mine, Cloud's and her - entry would have been easy for any normal penis. With a monstrous one like mine, it was still nigh impossible. Tifa bit back a scream of pain every time she allowed her weight to pull herself down half an inch. She put her hands on my belly to gain additional support, and moved her feet, one at a time, onto my hips. This allowed her to spread her thighs wide, and made it fractionally easier for her to continue swallowing my inhuman shaft between her labia.

I moved my hands to her shoulders, but not to push her down harder. I only desired a better view of her cunt, as my thick staff pulled it open beyond the limits of enjoyment. I constantly feared to see a condemning drop of blood escape the point of contact, but none came.

Tifa took a deep breath and relaxed her powerful leg muscles. She slid down half an inch on my rock hard pole, then stopped. Her eyes widened in shock and her mouth opened to a soundless scream. In an instant, she pushed herself up an inch or two. I had hit the bottom of her wet pussy, only eleven inches from the entrance. That left seven inches of my cock unable to enter her. Defying discouragement and pain, Tifa bravely lifted her hips until the round top of my pleasure rocket nearly popped out of her stretched cunt. Then she bit her lip and started another downwards push.

I revelled in the sensation of her slippery but tight canal squeezing my penis. As she was taking care of my interests down there, her pussy slowly relaxed wider to accommodate my width. I fixed my attention on her chest. As she sped up her bouncing on my crotch, her impressive breasts jiggled lightly. I now had both hands free to play with her body, so I tried to find new and imaginative ways to make the massive globes defy logic and common sense with their luscious movement.

I pinched each nipple, pulling them up and to the sides. When I released them, the heavy breasts swung down and towards the middle. They pressed together tightly for a moment, then bounced back to the sides before settling down. I flicked my fingers up across each nipple, so that the juicy melons jumped up and came down in turns. I pulled her left tit to the side and gave it some initial speed towards the middle. It rammed the other one, transferring its kinetic energy. Thus the right one was thrown to the side, and lolled back to hit the left, and so on. It resembled one of those devices where metal balls swing back and forth, knocking each other aside, but with these ample mounds of flesh, it was far more entertaining.

Meanwhile, Cloud was making good of his promise to take his share of Tifa. His left arm wrapped around her waist as he slipped his cock into Tifa's ass. Sliding his hands down to Tifa's crotch, he pumped into her butt with strong, jerking thrusts. Cloud was careful not to touch my massive member as he rubbed her clit and labia.

Tifa grasped my wrists tightly in her hands, but instead of prying my hands away from her aggressively handled melons, she pulled them towards herself. Her head swung from side to side as she vocalised her sensations.

Cloud was reaching his limit surprisingly soon, and made a couple of fast, short jabs into his woman. With a suppressed groan, he emptied his third load of the night. Nearly falling over backwards, he retreated to the mattress and laid down.

Tifa was almost finished, as well. I decided to help her get over the finish line, and triggered my own orgasm. I began to trickle sperm into her pussy at a rate twice higher than a human's. The pressurised goo filling her and beginning to gush out from her slit was just enough to pull her the last steps into bliss, and her constant moans connected to a long wail. While her body shuddered in the grip of her ecstatic release, I pulled out of her almost completely, and released the full volume of my hose. In seconds, the space previously occupied by my large pole was filled with more than a litre of sloshing, white liquid.

I lifted Tifa off of my body, planting her firmly on her feet, and sprayed the extra sperm over her face and chest. She staggered to lean herself against the wall, smiling as if she were in paradise, and dragged her feet towards where Cloud was. I watched her walk away from me, when suddenly her labia could no longer hold the pressure that met them from the inside. Thick rivers of white slime ran from her crotch, down the insides of her thighs and legs, leaving a trail behind her on the floor. She collapsed next to Cloud.

Chaos was satisfied for the moment, and I shrunk back to my normal size. As I still felt rather unclean below my waist, I decided to take a shower. Before that, however, I reminded Cloud and Tifa that if they slept there, wet and without blankets, the would probably catch a cold. Then I picked up my clothes and boots and left them quickly, heading for the only working shower in the building.

A proper scrubbing and a late-night snack later, I returned to the cells. Tifa and Cloud were gone, supposedly either directly to sleep, or, hopefully, to clean themselves as well. If the smell in the corridor was any indication, they would start to release unbearable fumes within a couple of hours.

Deciding against resting in the cells tonight, I carried a clean blanket with me into a supply closet on the other side of the building. I made myself a cosy little nest between the broomsticks and buckets. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out cold. The orgy had taken more of my energy than I had believed.

The following morning - or noon, more likely - I was shaken awake by Tifa. When I opened my eyes, she hugged me tightly, pressing my face into her warm, bare bust. "I'm so glad I found you. I need you, Vincent, right now! Have sex with me!"

I was confused. Would you not be, if you were pulled from a torpor that way? I was only able to mumble "Shouldn't you be telling that to Cloud…?" between her mounds of flesh.

Tifa detached herself from me, which was both a relief and, somewhere deeper inside me, a disappointment. She looked honestly embarrassed. "He's not recovered yet."

"After yesterday?"

"After this morning. He said he couldn't get it up anymore after the fifth or sixth time."

Apparently Chaos' aphrodisiac-like sperm was working well. Whether that was a good thing for me was questionable, but Chaos undoubtedly rejoiced.

Author's Notes:

It took me several moths to finish this, because the scene just kept stretching longer and longer and… Well, I was originally planning to write maybe three to four thousand words. At three thousand, it looked like it was going to become five. At five it looked like I would have to do seven. At seven I guessed I might need about nine. And when I finished the part you have read, it did indeed exceed nine thousand words, with some stuff I had planned still unwritten. Considering that this was supposed to be a short piece, I have failed in regulating again. Considering the contents, this was moderately successful. I managed to pull off a not entirely wrong Vincent, I hope, without ever having found him in the actual game.

Anyway, I guess that's it for Final Fantasy VII lemons by me. I don't have the motivation to start another monster project, as I had originally planned, about what the gang does after the avalanche is cleared. Sorry, but no group orgies to look forward to! At least in this series.

And to top off a completely incoherent rant (I am sick both in body and in mind, right now) I will recommend you to read my other pieces. If you liked the part were Tifa plays with Chaos' sperm, check out "Methods of Convincing an Unwilling Father-in-Law" for more messy decoration. If you liked Cloud spanking Tifa, then "NERV Cosmetics" has a lot of fetishes covered. If you want more `big strong one uses little one' then "A Different Mewtwo vs. Mew Fanfiction" might be your bag… or probably not.

Anyway, bye-bye, until next time!