A Twisted Fairytale
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,212
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Own Final Fantasy and its characters, I do not. Want them, you bet you’re sweet ass I do.
LEMON WARNING!
She was on the verge of tears. He’d chosen Aeris. As much as she wanted him to be happy, it killed her to see them together.
She wasn’t jealous though; she adored Aeris! It was the rejection that pained her so.
Tifa sat up from her bed. She wouldn’t be getting much sleep that night. Restlessness took over, and she began to wander the halls aimlessly.
Her feet took her to Vincent’s door. Her hands forced her to knock. Soon after, a sexy man dressed in black emerged. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
“Tifa,” he whispered, “what are you doing so late?”
“I know. I’m sorry. I just…” she fumbled her words. “Can I come in?”
He stepped aside to let her past and flipped on the light.
“What’s the problem?” He asked concerned.
“I’m lonely.” She looked at him with sad eyes. “I’m not asking for your love. I just want to be appreciated, not some conquest.”
“Tifa, I don-”
She filled the gap between them, “Shh, just kiss me.”
Vincent couldn’t help but oblige. He didn’t love her, but his body craved a woman. It had been over 30 years, and the only contact with a female was a friendly hug he shared with Yuffie earlier that afternoon.
Her large breasts molded themselves to his hard chest. Tifa broke the kiss only long enough to remove her white camisole. Vincent took that moment to admire the woman before him. Never had he seen such a shapely woman. Her smooth skin was slightly tan giving her a healthy glow. Her legs, though covered by pajama pants, were insanely long. He knew from seeing her in battle how incredibly flexible those legs were.
His thoughts were cut short by another desperate kiss. She groped clumsily to undo his pants, his arousal obvious through the thin material. He patiently allowed her to remove his clothing before eagerly taking her pants from her.
He picked her up easily and laid her gently on his bed. She was drenched from anticipation. He knew he wouldn’t have to prep her. He spread her legs, lightly brushing his fingers against her slit as he did so.
Something hit him in that instant. He searched his room in vain.
“Tifa,” he was unsure how to tell her, “I don’t have any protection.”
She giggled, “It’s ok. I normally wouldn’t do this but I trust you.”
Vincent was confused.
She continued, “I’m on the pill.”
Satisfied with her response, he let out a sigh. He leaned back in for another kiss, but she playfully bit his bottom lip and maneuvered herself on top.
He could barely see her face past her enormous breasts, but decided the view was pleasant either way. Tifa took her time lowering herself down onto Vincent’s eight inches. His hands found their way to her hips that grinded against his so expertly.
It was the best kind of torture. Her movements were slow, but precise. She knew just how to tease him slowly reaching the tip of his shaft, not quite pulling off, then slamming herself back down.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He flipped her over and drove into her at his pace. She squealed with delight in his taking charge.
His sped up driving her to her first orgasm.
“Vincent!” Her nails dug into his back.
Their lips met once again as they change positions. Tifa was on her hands and knees waiting for him. He kissed the back of her neck before sliding back into her.
He was more savage this round, but Tifa didn’t mind. In fact, it excited her. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and jerked her head around so their eyes met. Flakes of yellow flashed in normally crimson eyes.
He could feel himself loosing control to his inner demons. He had to finish it.
A feral growl emanated from deep in his throat. He pulled her body closer as he roughly pumped into her. His hand rested on her throat; she screamed under him as her body shivered in pleasure, releasing it for the second time. He soon came afterwards, his body satisfied.
They both collapsed on the bed, panting for breath. Tifa smiled finally receiving the excitement she craved.
“That was amazing!” she exclaimed.
Vincent couldn’t look at her; he had to keep the demons at bay.
“You can have use of the restroom if you like,” his voice was barely above a whisper.
“Ok.” She slipped away into his private restroom to clean up.
~~
Blood trickled past soft pink lips into her sleeping mouth. He pulled his wrist away.
“Little by little. Never too much at once.”
~~
Tifa woke in Vincent’s bed to the sound of the news. The young Rufus Shinra was on the television.
“Oh, he’s handsome.” She said teasingly.
“Shh, listen.” Vincent was serious.
The young heir on the screen spoke, “It’s been months since the disappearance of my fiancée, Yuffie Kisaragi.”
A picture showed up on the screen of a beautiful young woman in a kimono, her hair pulled up with decorative combs and pins.
“Oh my God! Is that our Yuffie?!” Tifa shot out of bed.
“Calm down, just watch.” Vincent’s voice was composed.
Rufus continued, “No ransom notes or demands have been made. There is no sign whether she is alive or dead, but it is imperative that she is found! All of Wutai is aware of a reward, but it’s not enough. I broadcast now, worldwide, to ask any and all of you to watch for the princess. A ten million gil reward will be given to anyone who returns her to us unharmed. Any other helpful information will also be rewarded. I want her safely back into my arms.”
His broadcast ended leaving the telecaster to give a number where tips could be given. Vincent shut off the T.V.
“We have to tell everyone!” Tifa quickly pulled on her clothes.
“No!’ Vincent slammed his fists onto the table beside him, making the brunette jump.
“No? Why not?” she implored. “Did you already know?”
“She doesn’t want to be found. If the others saw the broadcast…” He trailed off. “I need to see Yuffie.”
~~
She felt light-headed.
“Oh what’d I do last night?”
She went to the sink, after figuring out that spitting wouldn’t remove the foreign taste from her mouth, she squished around a shot of mouthwash before releasing it into the drain.
Vincent didn’t even bother to knock. Yuffie came from the bathroom, not hearing him, in her underwear.
“Ah!” she quickly covered her breast and twirled around. “Vincent! What are you doing?!”
He apologized and stepped outside the door, trying to expel the image of the ninja from his mind.
She slipped on a shirt and opened the door for him. “Now what’s so urgent that you couldn’t knock?”
“You’re on the news!” he blurted out, not being one to blurt in any direction.
“What?!” she turned on the television to see another showing of the broadcast.
She slumped against the wall. “This can’t be happening.”
“Yuffie, I’ll help in any way I can.”
“Do you think people’ll recognize me with short hair?” she asked hopefully.
He gave her a discouraging look.
“You know, that’s not even the Shinra I was supposed to be engaged to. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.”
Vincent couldn’t hide his disgust for Shin-Ra, Shinra, or Rufus Shinra. Anything to do with that name must be evil.
“Yuffie, you don’t want to involve yourself with him.”
“I know,” she sighed, “Will you protect me?”
Hopeful eyes met vermilion ones in a pleading gaze.
“Always.”
To be continued….
Author Note: Haha sorry about that pairing. It was kind of just for me. Tifa’s not a slut! And that’s pretty much the end of that pairing, so don’t worry. Review much! I’ll update soon.
LEMON WARNING!
She was on the verge of tears. He’d chosen Aeris. As much as she wanted him to be happy, it killed her to see them together.
She wasn’t jealous though; she adored Aeris! It was the rejection that pained her so.
Tifa sat up from her bed. She wouldn’t be getting much sleep that night. Restlessness took over, and she began to wander the halls aimlessly.
Her feet took her to Vincent’s door. Her hands forced her to knock. Soon after, a sexy man dressed in black emerged. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
“Tifa,” he whispered, “what are you doing so late?”
“I know. I’m sorry. I just…” she fumbled her words. “Can I come in?”
He stepped aside to let her past and flipped on the light.
“What’s the problem?” He asked concerned.
“I’m lonely.” She looked at him with sad eyes. “I’m not asking for your love. I just want to be appreciated, not some conquest.”
“Tifa, I don-”
She filled the gap between them, “Shh, just kiss me.”
Vincent couldn’t help but oblige. He didn’t love her, but his body craved a woman. It had been over 30 years, and the only contact with a female was a friendly hug he shared with Yuffie earlier that afternoon.
Her large breasts molded themselves to his hard chest. Tifa broke the kiss only long enough to remove her white camisole. Vincent took that moment to admire the woman before him. Never had he seen such a shapely woman. Her smooth skin was slightly tan giving her a healthy glow. Her legs, though covered by pajama pants, were insanely long. He knew from seeing her in battle how incredibly flexible those legs were.
His thoughts were cut short by another desperate kiss. She groped clumsily to undo his pants, his arousal obvious through the thin material. He patiently allowed her to remove his clothing before eagerly taking her pants from her.
He picked her up easily and laid her gently on his bed. She was drenched from anticipation. He knew he wouldn’t have to prep her. He spread her legs, lightly brushing his fingers against her slit as he did so.
Something hit him in that instant. He searched his room in vain.
“Tifa,” he was unsure how to tell her, “I don’t have any protection.”
She giggled, “It’s ok. I normally wouldn’t do this but I trust you.”
Vincent was confused.
She continued, “I’m on the pill.”
Satisfied with her response, he let out a sigh. He leaned back in for another kiss, but she playfully bit his bottom lip and maneuvered herself on top.
He could barely see her face past her enormous breasts, but decided the view was pleasant either way. Tifa took her time lowering herself down onto Vincent’s eight inches. His hands found their way to her hips that grinded against his so expertly.
It was the best kind of torture. Her movements were slow, but precise. She knew just how to tease him slowly reaching the tip of his shaft, not quite pulling off, then slamming herself back down.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He flipped her over and drove into her at his pace. She squealed with delight in his taking charge.
His sped up driving her to her first orgasm.
“Vincent!” Her nails dug into his back.
Their lips met once again as they change positions. Tifa was on her hands and knees waiting for him. He kissed the back of her neck before sliding back into her.
He was more savage this round, but Tifa didn’t mind. In fact, it excited her. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and jerked her head around so their eyes met. Flakes of yellow flashed in normally crimson eyes.
He could feel himself loosing control to his inner demons. He had to finish it.
A feral growl emanated from deep in his throat. He pulled her body closer as he roughly pumped into her. His hand rested on her throat; she screamed under him as her body shivered in pleasure, releasing it for the second time. He soon came afterwards, his body satisfied.
They both collapsed on the bed, panting for breath. Tifa smiled finally receiving the excitement she craved.
“That was amazing!” she exclaimed.
Vincent couldn’t look at her; he had to keep the demons at bay.
“You can have use of the restroom if you like,” his voice was barely above a whisper.
“Ok.” She slipped away into his private restroom to clean up.
~~
Blood trickled past soft pink lips into her sleeping mouth. He pulled his wrist away.
“Little by little. Never too much at once.”
~~
Tifa woke in Vincent’s bed to the sound of the news. The young Rufus Shinra was on the television.
“Oh, he’s handsome.” She said teasingly.
“Shh, listen.” Vincent was serious.
The young heir on the screen spoke, “It’s been months since the disappearance of my fiancée, Yuffie Kisaragi.”
A picture showed up on the screen of a beautiful young woman in a kimono, her hair pulled up with decorative combs and pins.
“Oh my God! Is that our Yuffie?!” Tifa shot out of bed.
“Calm down, just watch.” Vincent’s voice was composed.
Rufus continued, “No ransom notes or demands have been made. There is no sign whether she is alive or dead, but it is imperative that she is found! All of Wutai is aware of a reward, but it’s not enough. I broadcast now, worldwide, to ask any and all of you to watch for the princess. A ten million gil reward will be given to anyone who returns her to us unharmed. Any other helpful information will also be rewarded. I want her safely back into my arms.”
His broadcast ended leaving the telecaster to give a number where tips could be given. Vincent shut off the T.V.
“We have to tell everyone!” Tifa quickly pulled on her clothes.
“No!’ Vincent slammed his fists onto the table beside him, making the brunette jump.
“No? Why not?” she implored. “Did you already know?”
“She doesn’t want to be found. If the others saw the broadcast…” He trailed off. “I need to see Yuffie.”
~~
She felt light-headed.
“Oh what’d I do last night?”
She went to the sink, after figuring out that spitting wouldn’t remove the foreign taste from her mouth, she squished around a shot of mouthwash before releasing it into the drain.
Vincent didn’t even bother to knock. Yuffie came from the bathroom, not hearing him, in her underwear.
“Ah!” she quickly covered her breast and twirled around. “Vincent! What are you doing?!”
He apologized and stepped outside the door, trying to expel the image of the ninja from his mind.
She slipped on a shirt and opened the door for him. “Now what’s so urgent that you couldn’t knock?”
“You’re on the news!” he blurted out, not being one to blurt in any direction.
“What?!” she turned on the television to see another showing of the broadcast.
She slumped against the wall. “This can’t be happening.”
“Yuffie, I’ll help in any way I can.”
“Do you think people’ll recognize me with short hair?” she asked hopefully.
He gave her a discouraging look.
“You know, that’s not even the Shinra I was supposed to be engaged to. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.”
Vincent couldn’t hide his disgust for Shin-Ra, Shinra, or Rufus Shinra. Anything to do with that name must be evil.
“Yuffie, you don’t want to involve yourself with him.”
“I know,” she sighed, “Will you protect me?”
Hopeful eyes met vermilion ones in a pleading gaze.
“Always.”
To be continued….
Author Note: Haha sorry about that pairing. It was kind of just for me. Tifa’s not a slut! And that’s pretty much the end of that pairing, so don’t worry. Review much! I’ll update soon.