Not So Innocent

A/N: This is going to be a series of one-shot Aerith lemons I'm going to do. Every chapter is
going to feature Aerith with a different pairing and different sexual encounters with each pairing,
of course. Pairings are going to include: Tseng, Vincent, Sephiroth, Kadaj, Yazoo, Cloud, Reno
and Rufus. Maybe others if people ask enough for them, but for right now, that's it, and that's a
lot as is. So enjoy, I'm not that experienced with writing lemons so advice is helpful.

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Aerith stepped into Tseng's office, the knot that was forming in her stomach grew more and
more as she approached closer to his desk, the place he was currently sitting. He just sat there
though, hand up to his chin as he watched her quietly enter, as if he'd been expecting her all
along.

She knew what she had to do to regain her freedom, already being in this situation more than
once before. There were no words spoken between the two as she silently walked over to him,
getting down on her knees before him.

"No, not today." Tseng spoke and laughed dryly, hand coming down from his chin to tilt her
head up towards his face.

Aerith looked up at him curiously, her brows crossed with a confused expression on her pretty
face.

"Get up." He then instructed.

Aerith frowned, a bit miffed at his ordering her around like that, but stood up nonetheless.
Usually she just gave him a blow job and that was all, she was free. Although sometimes, he
wanted more, like sex, but that was only when he would come to 'personally' visit her.

"Turn around." He told her in a seductive voice that made her slightly tremble. She looked down
at him, brows furrowing in contempt, but still complied with his wishes and turned around to
face his desk. She then felt him stand up behind her, an arm then pressed down upon her back,
bending her over so her stomach grazed the desk in front of her.

She gasped at the sudden forceful gesture, yet he ignored her plight. "Hmm," he just sighed
behind her and spread both of her legs with his left one.

Aerith frowned, having to hold back a snotty retort. His hand then reached around to her breasts
and she looked down at it, expecting a violation of some sort. Yet he didn't grab them, instead he
started to undo the buttons to her sun dress and she shivered as he stopped right above her navel.

She wasn't wearing a bra so her breasts were now fully exposed, her nipples hardened from
being in the air conditioned room, which was kept at a quite cool 60 degrees.

His hand then came up from beneath her dress and caressed her outer thigh with a feather soft
touch of his fingers. Aerith grew confused by this. It was so unlike him, he never bothered with
foreplay before.

Her pink dress then slipped off of her body and fell down to the floor. Leaving the Cetra almost
fully nude, except for her usual brown gardening boots and a white cotton thong. She then just
waited there, patiently, taking in a big breath of air as if bored . She was bent over at his desk,
elbows rested on the mahogany top, ready for him to get it over with so she could leave and go
on about her normal life.

"Whack!"

He gave her a hard spank, right on her backside. She gasped, and looked back at him with a
scowl on her face.

"Turn back around." He then ordered, his voice sounded a bit unlike his normal tone. It sounded
very authoritative. She just stuck her tongue out at him and turned back around with a huff.

"Hmm," he laughed. She couldn't help but noticed how sexy his voice and laugh sounded at the
moment. "Naughty girl." He gave her another hard spank. Aerith winced, but held it in.

Tseng then looped his fingers around her panties and slid them over her slender hips and thighs
until it too fell to the floor with the heap of her pink dress. Another resounding smack then came
out, but this time it was starting to feel good, oddly enough. So she scooted her butt backwards,
backing up into him. Feeling the tightness in his pants, she smiled. 'Mmm, looks like he's
enjoying this more than me.'

His hands then came up to her hips as he caressed her body down, cupping her left breast. While
his other hand trailed over her hip and in between her thighs. He then tweaked her nipple and
stuck his thumb inside her, twirling his index finger around her clit.

Aerith gasped and her whole body tensed up. His hand left her breast so he could trail a finger
down her spine. "Tell me you want it," he then whispered. "Beg for it." He started to thrust his
finger in and out, making her moan out loud.

Aerith cried as he drove deeper inside. She noticed though that his voice sounded hitched, and
her fingers scraped along his desk. She could feel him begin to melt behind her, but she wasn't
going to give in that easily.

She tried to get back up and turn around, but he just lightly pushed her back over his desk and
smacked her again across her backside. She did not like this at all; being dominated. "Tseng."
She then whimpered pitifully, hoping he would grant her amnesty.

He then leaned over her to whisper to her, his nose nuzzling behind her ear. "Beg me." His voice
trailed throughout her head, it was soft and sultry. She sobbed silently as his finger thrust
violently in and out. It was slowly driving her crazy. "Tell me." He then whispered.

Aerith moaned as she felt his thumb probe all of her sensitive spots, but she refused to give in.
He then slapped her again. Her face turned a deep shade of red, and a sour expression of anger
flooded her like a storm. She had half the mind to turn around and 'slap' him.

"Tell me you want me."

Aerith just bit down on her bottom lip though, persistent in holding back the moans in her throat.
"Un uh." She shook her head, pouting childishly.

"Hmm." He sighed and withdrew his finger and her body relaxed again. "Well that's too bad."
He sat back down in his chair.

Now Aerith was really mad. All that, and nothing! He thought he was punishing her, but she was
wise to his little game. She turned around to face him. He looked up at her, brows arched up as
he sucked the juices from off his thumb.

Aerith smirked when she saw his eyes slowly start to devour her, fully nude in front of him. She
would break him before he 'broke' her. "Is that it, Tseng?" She asked mockingly, flipping her
bangs from her face and leaning her hips to the side. "Am I free to go?"

He looked a bit surprised at her change in demeanor, but just furrowed his brows at her. Taking
his wandering eyes off her body to look her straight in the face. Now he was the one who was
mad.

Aerith just giggled though and sat down on his lap. She noticed a huge bulge in his trousers but
focused on his face, particularly his eyes, which seemed to be glazed over at the moment. "Now
tell me you want me." She then replied coquettishly, caressing the side of his face with her hand.

He gave her a cross look, a deep frown on his face. She was mocking him.

Aerith just grinned though and straddled her hips over his, rubbing herself against the bulge in
his pants. It was a bit of a tight fit in the office chair, so her breasts were pressed right in his face.
She giggled and reached her hand down to undo his pants and began to stroke him.

Tseng then moaned in the back of his throat. He tried to hold it in, but she heard it. He fought
with himself, wanting to drive into her, hard. Wanting to suck on the perky pink nipples teasing
his lips. He had to keep it under control, he was always in ... con..tr...ol...

He then moaned out loud, not caring anymore. He sucked on her nipples, eliciting subtle sighs
from her, grabbing her buttocks with both hands, noticing how firm and young the soft skin felt.

Aerith sighed and lolled her head back as he sucked on her nipples. "Tell me you want me." She
then spoke softly.

"I want you Aerith." He gasped, in between breaths. "No one else, only you ... always ...you ..."

Aerith giggled and settled her hips around him, grabbing his erect member with her hands as she
guided it in, letting him fill her up inside. She gasped out as it entered, all the way to her tip. Her
body throbbed in between a mixture of pure pain and pure pleasure, but the pleasure over took,
and she began to rock her hips against his. To release the itch inside. He complied by leaning
back and grabbing the back of her hair so he could once again suck on those perfect nipples.

They both came at the same time, both moaning and panting out loud. Aerith fell down on his
lap, she was wore out, being on top the entire time. Tseng then wrapped his arms around,
drawing her near, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

There was a silence as they both just sat there in a numb kind of ecstasy, bodies wracked with
sexual pleasure.

Tseng then picked her up off of his lap and set her down on the chair as he got up. He zipped up
his pants and took something out from his coat. It was his phone. He flipped it open and turned
around, talking to someone on the other end. It was a short and relatively blunt conversation. He
then flipped it back off afterwards and turned back to Aerith. She was getting dressed. A grin
then stole across his face.

Aerith smiled back at him. He then nodded over towards the elevator. "There's a helicopter
waiting for you. You have to hurry though." She nodded, knowing he was once again going to
have to take the blame for her sudden disappearance.

She finished doing up the last of the buttons on her dress and went to leave, but felt like
something was missing. She then turned around and ran over to him, he took her into his arms.
She gave him a passionate kiss in which he returned, warming up considerably. "Thank you,
Tseng." She whispered slightly as she looked him straight in the eyes. She then let go,
reluctantly though on both parts, and took off, headed towards the elevator.

Tseng just stood there for a moment, he waited until she had left. "No Aerith," he then whispered
to himself, "thank you."

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A/N: So what do you think? Is Aerith and Tseng sexy or what ;) Next chapter though is Vincent.