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That Mark You Left

 

 

“YAY!!!”

Yuffie landed on the futon screaming out loud.

“Enough already! Give me that back!”

Cid grabbed Yuffie's sake and drank it all that was left in one gulp.

“Hey, leave some for us” she added.

The group was happily spending the evening swallowing anything that was alcoholic. Of course Barret was the first to drop and he snored on the counter.

Even Cloud had been tempted into that vicious world as for Red XII, he licked some but found it incredibly disgusting and he decided to simply go to sleep. Aeris was handling it pretty well, she certainly lived in slums time ago.

Yuffie grabbed another bottle of sake and shoved it to Vincent. He had drink some, but was still sober, probably the only one left.

“Awhhh com'on! You call yourself a man?” she giggled.

“Really…my head is already messed up as it is, refrain yourself.”

Yuffie backed up with a glare and turned to Cid whispering something in her ear. Before he knew it he was surrounded. The little ninja held him still while Cid stuck the bottle to his mouth. Tifa and Cloud were laughing and clapping their hands in approval.

“Com'on guys, leave him alone if he doesn't want to.”

“Party pooper” she laughed once more “That's it! Let's play a game like in ihe parties.”

Vincent was coughing and probably trying to reach for his gun.

“We need one of those kiss games!” Tifa raised her hand laughing as loud, was she ever drunk. The idea of having the chance to kiss Cloud in front of Aeris was worth it. Still the flower girl was more than delighted.

“In the Dark” jumped Cid.

“What's that?”

“We turn out the lights, and if you find a girl she must tap you on the head and you kiss until the light is back.”

“That's so creepy Cid! I don't wanna kiss you”

“Me neither…” he eyed the other two damsels which were amused and too drunk too look through his intentions.

“Let's see….Barret is asleep and boy that'd be a creepy encounter…so we're three-three even.”

“But who turns off the light and turns it on?”

“Uhmm…I'll ask Caith Sith…that doll is still doing nothing anyways.”

The funny looking machine was called, and Reeves was still up to do some work. He was happy to be of some help.

“Ok everyone” Yuffie blindfolded everyone and made them spin…Tifa fell and giggled. After a while the lights were off. Nobody was supposed to make a sound or touch the other. When they fell someone they had to kiss her…or him.

Tifa tried using her nose to figure out, she smelled the stench of Cid's cigarettes and moved away bumping into someone…her lips reached up and she met the skin of the other one. This wasn't Cloud though, it was…a good kisser. His tongue wrapped tightly making her moan and she ended up moving her hands too push him closer. She felt like she had tasted thee tip of a chocolate bar, now she wanted the whole bar…

Cid met with Cloud and Aeris with Yuffie…as soon as they realized they snapped away from each other. Cid would've been curious to see to girls kissing…but the scene with Tifa and Vincent still ongoing was far more interesting. Cloud blinked in disbelief as they still had it there and he had to go and tap her shoulder.

“Tifa?”

“Uhmm…” she released herself with a giggle, apparently too drunk too realize what she had been doing. Vincent was a little confused as well, he wasn't even sure he was drunk.

“Are you two having fun, shall we leave you alone?”

Tifa hit his shoulder “You silly! Hahahahah” and she had to cling to him to stay in place “It was just a game you jealous dork.”

“Whatever…let's just go to sleep, ok?”

Cid was incredibly angry and Yuffie was incredibly amused by the funny scene. Aeris didn't bother much and helped Tifa to bed while Cloud left with a bothered expression towards the gunman.

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The next day Tifa woke up with a huge headache. She tossed and turned in pain as she tried to remember how she ended up so drunk. She picked up her strength and moved up heading to the bathroom. As she tried to wash her face and recollect her thoughts she blinked…what happened yesterday?

She headed for breakfast. Almost everyone was holding their heads…all except Red XIII and Caith Sith. They both were taking care of breakfast. She sat down and looked at the inviting coffee. How she needed it. Then Aeris and Vincent arrived.

“Morning everyone…”

Vincent sat down rubbing his head, she looked at him for a while and she quickly looked away retrieving all the memories back.

“Just what the hell did you do Lockhart?! Cloud is gonna kill me!”

Cloud gave her a couple of looks and then looked away concentrating on his breakfast, all that was left to do was pretend that nothing happened. Yes, that was the best thing to do.

Later that afternoon Tifa sat outside looking Marlene play with Barret, she was completely bored, and she kept thinking about yesterday. She shook her head nervously, she simply had to keep her mind occupied until it would become a long lost memory. After a while she decided to get up and get something to read and headed toward the small library.

After entering the room she looked around she found a ladder in the middle of two shelves, as she looked up she found the torment she had been trying to vanquish all along.

“H-hi Vincent…” she half choked it.

“Hi” he blinked and then turned to what he was doing, getting a little nervous over her presence he dropped a couple of books. Tifa quickly gathered them up.

“What are you doing anyways?” she handed them to him as he moved below to reach them.

“Thanks, well…I'm putting away some books I read and I ended up reordering everything.”

“Sweet” she managed to smile genuinely and he seemed to smile too, but with that cloak covering him and the fact he was still on the ladder made it really difficult.

She had to admit the kiss hadn't been bad, actually was really good. Vincent was the kind of men she'd be drawn too…perhaps the mysterious aura was intriguing but mostly was just darn creepy. She found herself staring at him hard and he turned to her a little surprised.

“Tifa?”

“Ah, sorry…I…” she decided to let it out before it became a real problem “I was remembering yesterday night…”

“I see…” he looked at the book he was holding “I'm sorry, I had no intention to take advantage of you I simply…”

“…Lost concept of reality” she finished.

“Yes…” his stare still down.

The situation seemed pretty tense and she had no idea how to make things easier.

“Well, for what was worth it…I think…actually…I think you're a good kisser…”

“…thank you…” he almost whispered and got back to his books grabbing the trolley.

“She was able to look at his lips finally, as he bended on the mass of papers, the still looked pretty inviting. She bit her upper lip trying to deny herself the need for a replay. He had been more than good if she was feeling the need to kiss him again.

“…maybe you could pass them up…

“…yes”

“…so then…”

“yeah…”

“Tif…”

“Uhum…”

“TIFA!”

“AH!” she snapped “Sorry…my head, it still...” she was staring at him with total desire and he seemed to perceive it, otherwise he would've never closed the space around her move on to her face and give her another taste of his lips.

When she realized it was too late, she had what she wanted and she wasn't holding back, not even for…she gasped and released herself. What was she thinking? She had a boyfriend which she loved…but this…what was this? Simple lust, right? So giving in was only for a temporary need, right?

In a fraction of second she was kissing him back, throwing caution to the wind she pulled his head against her mouth wrestling against his tongue. Tasty and sinful…or was it sinful taste?

His metal arm pulled her close while his right one caressed her buttocks, she entangled her leg around his trying to pull him even closer. She felt her skirt been raised up and a stroke taking place between her thighs, she moaned inside of his mouth and lowered her panties to give him better access. Tifa gasped for air and moaned hard when his fingers slid inside.

“I want you badly Lockhart…”

“Then have me” she got back to his mouth this time giving him little kisses and little licks to which he responded with his tongue as well. Before she knew her panties had fell in the floor and he bent to pick them up and hid them in his pocket.

“What are you doing?”

“A souvenir…” he smirked and grabbed her breasts as he pushed her against the shelf. Tifa didn't feel like doing nothing and toyed with his pants to get her toy. Vincent let her do and got back teasing her as she started stroking her prize. When touching each other and kissing seemed enough she decided to give that nice toy of his a nice cleaning. She got on her knees almost making Vincent loose his mind at the sole fact she was about to do what he had just realized.

Tifa started by licking the top of him, the pain of pleasure in his face simply assured the teased reaction she wanted to get. After deciding she was being too cruel she sucked the whole length and gave him an amazing blow-job. She licked his balls always with that tormenting tongue of hers as she felt the hot liquid burst against her. She got up cleaning it off and licking it off, not without his help though.

Vincent had enough with games, he grabbed her and put her to sit on the trolley and thrust inside quickly completely lost in his desire for her. Tifa squeak louder than she should but she certainly had her reasons to do so.

“Fuck me!” is the last comprehensible word she was able to mutter. And he obliged and fullfilled her need without further delay. Moving the trolley against himself rather than his body to her made Tifa just more amused and aroused. After reaching the orgasm she didn't think twice with Vincent's eyes still full of energy. She turned around inviting him once more. Not a word was uttered but it wall so very clear.

Vincent thrust even harder making the trolley slam against the shelf. Tifa's moans were harder to suffocate and he wasn't having a better time either. The second orgasm struck in unison and he laid on her with heavy breathing.

“You're heavy…” she was able to murmur.

“Sorry…” with great effort he stood up again, it seemed harder than when he was drunk.

Tifa got down from the trolley pulling him once more for a kiss.

The door.

They backed away at once and got their clothes in their initial positions helping one another.

“Tifa…are you there…?”

She shoved Vincent away indicating him to go hide.

“Hey, there you are.”

“Hi Cloud, anything wrong?” she was bent browsing through the books.

“No, I just wanted to see if you were doing fine.”

“Just fine, really…” she managed to smile avoiding looking at him.

“I…wanted to talk to you about yesterday…”

“Oh…yeah…Yuffie told me, I was so drunk I barely remember…” she got up with a concerned look “I'm so sorry…”

“It's ok…I understand the situation. I was just a bit jealous and overreacted.”

“It's fine, really…” she gave him another fake smile “Now, don't you worry and go now.”

“Would you like to go for a walk?”

“Sure…” she almost grinned “I'd love too…just give me a second, ok?”

“Ok…” and so he left.

Vincent turned the angle and leaned against the shelves with a half smile of scold.

“Sorry…” she grabbed his neck aiming his lips.

“Seriously, do I have to play the part of your lover?”

“Something like that, but really…give me some time and you'll be the only one” and she moved her hands to his pocket “Now if you please give me back…”

“I'll give it to you next time…”

“Next time what?”

“Next time” he smiled and left.

Tifa giggled and sat down. Was she ever in the mood for a next time already.