Love Potion

Authors Note: Okay, so here is the rewrite for 'Love Potion.' I hope those of you that have read it before try it again and like it. I'd hate to think I did this rewrite for no reason. I decided to put it into one chapter, unlike the three I had the last time. It just makes more sense this way, since it is more of a one-shot. Though it is the beginning of two other fics. I'm rewriting 'Obsession' as well, and 'Unexpected will be continued after that. Please review and be kind, but any honest criticism is accepted as well. Thanks.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7, or any of its characters. I do not profit from this story.

Love Potion

Elena sat at her desk, signing the report she had just gone over for Rufus. Today had been nothing more than a lot of tedious paperwork that made her feel like a lowly secretary. It was only made worse by the fact that her fellow Turks had just been sent on a lengthy mission that she was not needed for. She wasn't a rookie anymore, and it angered her that she had been left out with no excuse as to why.

She tossed her pen on the desk with a sigh, stretching her back languidly as she let out a small yawn. She had nothing else to do for the day, and she looked at the clock to see she still had a few hours left in the office. 'Great, nothing to do, but sit and think.' That was something she didn't want to do, because her mind went back to a few days before.

Tseng, the man of her dreams, at least that's what she saw him as. He was handsome, smart, strong, intriguing and not to mention sexy as hell. The attraction to him had been instant when she'd first met him, and her attraction had only grown over the years. He just wasn't getting it through his thick skull that she wanted to be more than just partners. The longer she waited, the harder it was for her to reveal her love, but she had steeled herself to try.

She'd been alone with Tseng, and had decided to try getting his attention, yet again. Her face burned with the awful memory of what she had done to him. It had been nothing more than a stupid accident, but that didn't make her feel any better, and they way he had reacted...It was almost too much to bear. She had innocently gotten him a cup of coffee, intending to talk to him in his office alone, finally getting enough nerve to tell him how she really felt.

"I made a fool of myself," she muttered softly, unable to shove the images away. Like a clumsy fool, she'd tripped over her own feel, and that nice cup of steaming hot coffee had spilled in Tseng's lap. She didn't want to remember the humiliation, or the scream of pain that has issued from his throat. His usual calm demeanor flew out the window that day as he cursed and yelled, jumping up from his chair to run to the restroom. Reno laughing his ass off at the situation hadn't helped either, or his constant taunts afterword.

Damn, Elena. Were you trying to boil his hotdog, or maybe roast his nuts...

"Dammit." She absently rubbed her tearing eyes before standing up from her desk to find something to keep her occupied. She picked up a magazine off Reno's desk, snorting softly when she saw what it was. 'Pornography, I shouldn't be surprised. I'm sure Rufus wouldn't appreciate him leaving this laying around the office in plain sight.' She flipped through it, glancing over pictures of couples engaged in different degrees of sexual acts.

She felt the heat rise on her skin, feeling aroused by what she saw. Not because she was looking at these strangers having sex, but because she began to imagine she and Tseng in a similar erotic encounter. The thought of his hands touching her, his lips pressed against her own in a passionate kiss that would surely take her breath away. It wasn't the first time she had fantasized about him, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.

Fantasy was the only thing she had allowed herself to have lately. The last physical contact she had been subjected to was brutal rape by Kadaj and his gang. The three remnants of Sephiroth had taken her again and again, and they had forced Tseng to watch them use her. In some ways, that had been the worst part of it. She had felt unclean for months after, and even now still suffered from the occasional nightmare of the silver haired monsters.

She shook herself of the awful memories, and started to put the magazine back in it's proper place when a strange advertisement caught her eye. She read over it three times and still couldn't believe what she was seeing. 'This can't be real.'

Exclusively available at Candy's Adult Store. Genuine Love Potion. Gets the results you want. If you want love for one day, or for the rest of your life, this potion is for you! Only 100GIL, for true love! Located in the city of Edge. Come on in, or call to order over the phone. You won't be sorry.

She stared at the ad, glancing at the phone number beneath. 'Am I actually thinking about getting this?' She felt foolish for even considering it. It had to be a scam. Whoever heard of a love potion? She put the magazine down with a light laugh, and went over to her desk to grab her report to take to Rufus.

She was hoping to be able to go home early, but no such luck. Rufus had a few more lengthy reports for her to skim over, and she went about her duty with no objection. Complaining to Rufus was something a Turk would never do, no matter how deadening the task may be.

She finished up the last of her work and took him the reports, feeling relieved when he told her she could go for the day. She had the day off tomorrow, and she intended to relax as much as possible while trying to think of a way to talk to Tseng when he got back from his mission.

On her way out she glanced at the magazine with the ridiculous ad in it, stopping short of her exit. In an act of spontaneity, she turned the pages to the ad, grabbing a small notepad and pen from her purse to copy down the information. 'Can't hurt to try.' she thought logically as she put the copied info back in her purse.

As soon as she got home, she kicked her heels off and sat on the couch with a tired sigh. She opened her purse, taking out the notepad and looked at the phone sitting silently on the end table. 'This is so stupid. Am I that naive?' These thoughts didn't stop her from picking up the phone and dialing the number.

In a very short time she had completed her purchase, feeling like an idiot the entire time. When the man asked her what delivery service she wanted to use, she automatically thought of Strife. 'Why not?' She knew she'd get her package on time, plus Rufus always called on Cloud when he needed something delivered. He was quick and efficient, never asking any questions.

"I'm hopeless," she said, after hanging up the phone. 'I just spent 100Gil on a dream.' Getting off the couch, she went into the kitchen to make herself some dinner. 'Another night alone.' She left the kitchen, deciding she wasn't that hungry after all.

~*~

The next morning had come quickly for Elena, and she sat at her kitchen table drinking coffee. She had dreamed that the potion had worked on Tseng, and they had made love. She had awoken disappointed, feeling like a school girl virgin.

In all honesty, she was still apprehensive, not thinking this would actually work. 'If there was some way to test it, but on who?' She didn't want to go to some sleazy bar and spike some strange man's drink with it. Beside, every time she went out she got hit on, so how would she really be able to tell if it was the potion working, or just the man's own desires?

She was starting to think this whole thing was more trouble than it was worth. What was the point of having sex with another man when she was in love with Tseng? She wasn't celibate, and on occasion had brought men home for meaningless sex, but that was before the 'incident' with those three bastards.

"I have to test it," she said softly, making the decision and sticking to it. She would just have to find a suitable candidate, someone that would never even consider having sex with her. She was having these thoughts when she heard the distant rumble of Cloud's Fenrir approaching. 'Cloud.' She smiled a little coyly, tapping her nails on the table with a nervous rhythm.

Cloud was easy on the eyes, that was for sure. 'Maybe this won't be so bad after all, but how will I get him to drink it?' She wasn't even sure how it worked, not even being concerned about that fact when she'd purchased it. She would just have to stall him somehow until she could figure it all out.

The motorcycle was getting closer, not giving her very much time to reconsider what she was about to do. 'No time for indecision.' She got up from the table, going into the living room as she heard the engine's rumbling stop and she froze. She had butterflies in her stomach, and she took a deep cleansing breath to calm herself. It wouldn't do for him to see her so nervous. She definitely didn't want to raise his suspicions.

She responded to the loud knock on the door, and was instantly chilled by the cold air that blew into the house. She hadn't realized how cold it was, and felt a little guilty that Cloud was out on his bike to bring her the package. 'Come on , girl. You're getting ready to slip him some love potion, and you feel guilty about it being too cold for him?' her conscious nagged at her.

There he stood, spiky blonde hair blowing wildly, the long black coat he was wearing fluttering in the wind behind him. The dark sunglasses he wore covered his blue mako eyes, and his expression was indifferent. He tried to hand her the plain brown box he was holding, but she stepped back.

"Why don't you come in for a minute and warm up?" she said, surprised her voice sounded calm and collected. He only looked at her for a moment, and she was sure he was going to say no. He shrugged his shoulders, stepping inside. "You must be freezing," she said to him, finally taking the box from his hands as she shut the door.

"I'm used to it. The cold doesn't bother me all that much."

"Want some coffee before you go? It might help," she said, playing it all by ear. He hadn't taken his shades off, but she could tell his eyes were narrowed and he was frowning slightly. She wasn't surprised with his reaction, because even though the Turks and the former AVALANCHE members were on good terms now, they didn't exactly hang out like old friends either. 'Dammit, this isn't working.' He turned his head toward the door, and she could see him thinking. "Really, it's no problem. I've got some already made," she added, feeling desperate now.

"Alright," he said, after a moment of tense silence. He took off his sunglasses, giving her a view of his beautiful eyes.

"Okay, have a seat. I'll be right back," she said, walking quickly into the kitchen with the box. She unwrapped the small package, taking out the bottle to inspect it. She read through directions, feeling more confident now that she knew what to do. It only took a few drops, and it would only be affective for about a days time. According to the directions, it had to be used more than once to be permanent. 'That's convenient,' she thought, pouring some coffee in a cup, her eyes on the kitchen door. The last thing she needed was him walking in and seeing what she was doing. She unscrewed the cap that had a dropper attached, squeezing two drops in the steaming coffee. 'Hope I don't spill it on him,' she thought, stifling a nervous giggle.

She hid the potion in the cabinet beneath the sink before going back into the living room. "Oh, I forgot. Do you take sugar or anything?" she asked, suppressing the urge to run back to the sink, and pouring the coffee down the drain.

"No, just black."

She bit the bullet, handing him the cup with a steady hand. She sat down on the sofa chair, trying not to stare at him as he took sips of it. He was such an imposing figure, this Ex-Soldier. He'd beaten Sephiroth twice, saving the planet in the process. The strength he had must be incredible for him to have succeeded as he had. 'I wonder if he has to drink it all,' she thought as she kept sneaking peeks at him.

"I need to get going. It's a long ride back to Edge," he said suddenly, setting the cup down as he rose from the couch.

"Wait!" she said sharply, practically jumping from her seat. His eyes narrowed again, giving her a wary look for her strangely abrupt action. "At least finish your drink," she said with a softer tone of voice, mentally cursing herself for acting like a spaz. He shook his head and grabbed the cup, downing the rest of the contents in two swallows before placing it back on the coffee table.

"There, I finished it," he said, walking toward the door.

"Cloud!" He turned to her, and she could see he was becoming extremely annoyed now.

"What?!"

"I....uh.....nothing," she said with difficulty. "Sorry to keep you, Strife. You can go." she said, grabbing the cup, and going into the kitchen with a feeling of defeat. 'Well that was a waste of 100Gil, and Cloud probably thinks that I'm a crazy woman,' she thought, washing the cup. 'I wonder it I can get my Gil back?' She jumped when she felt hands touch her shoulders, and spun around to see Cloud behind her. She hadn't even heard him come in the room, and her heart was fluttering from the shock he'd just given her. "Cloud, you scar..."

His mouth covered hers, cutting off her exclamation, turning it into a surprised, muffled moan. She felt the warm wetness of his tongue teasing her lips, urging them apart with barely any effort. 'It worked.' All other thoughts were lost as she allowed his tongue into his mouth, tasting coffee and a trace of mint. Her still wet hands went into his spiky hair, and she was surprised at how soft it was, the texture like silk through her fingers. It didn't compare to the feel of his full lips pressed firmly against hers in a wild and consuming embrace.

He pulled from the kiss, leaving his lips close enough to brush hers as he spoke three simple words. "Where's your bedroom?" She looked into his eyes that were now filled with hot lust as she panted to catch her breath. She was unable to speak, still taking in what was happening. He had her body leaned up against the kitchen counter so hard that it was digging painfully into her back, but that was the furthest thing from her mind. The hard press of his arousal is what got her attention. 'God, this is really happening.'

"Where?" he said with a hint of impatience, cupping her cheek with a leather gloved hand.

"Dow...down the living room hall. Last door on the right." He grunted softly, grabbing her by the hand to pull her along with him. She was back in his arms as soon as they entered the room, his kisses along her neck sending shivers through her body. It had been so long since she had felt the strong, yet gentle touch of hands caressing her body with so much wanting desire. She started pushing his coat off his shoulders, and he backed away for just a moment to shrug it off and remove his gloves to drop them in a small pile on the floor.

He drew her close, kissing her like a long lost lover as his hands slid over her breasts, teasing her nipples into hardness through the cloth of her shirt and bra. She couldn't help herself as she began so whimper against his lips, her fingers clumsily trying to unbutton the bothersome shirt. His hands stilled her efforts, and he was pulling away with the slightest hint of a smirk on his lips. Pushing her hands aside, he grasped the delicate fabric and yanked, ripping it open to send buttons flying in all direction.

"There." He finished pulling it off her body, and tossed the ruined shirt over his shoulder like forgotten trash. Elena was left feeling weak in the knees by his bold actions, and she found herself pressing against him, taking a trembling breath. "I need you," he said with an almost animal growl, and in seconds he had her pressed atop the bed, his body covering hers to keep her in place. His tongue was skimming the depths of her mouth as she squirmed beneath his weight, not because she wanted to be free, but because she wanted both of them to be free of their remaining clothes.

Tugging on his shirt got his attention, and he sat up to remove it for her, exposing his slim muscled body. Her hands trembled slightly while she ran them over his chest, moving slow and gentle down to his six pack. He barely made a sound with her exploration, only the slight quickening of his breath giving her any indication that he was enjoying it. 'He looks so good. Tifa gets to have this all the time, lucky girl.' A sharp feeling of guilt hit her like a ton of bricks. In her simple plan she hadn't even thought about Tifa. 'Cloud belongs to someone else, I can't do this,' her conscious nagged at her. She was squirming again, this time trying to get away.

"Where are you going?" he asked, pulling her back, pressing his weight back against her.

"Cloud, we can't do this. What about Tifa?" He wasn't listening as his hand went underneath her skirt, his fingers brushing over the wet cloth of her panties. It felt so damn good that any regrets she was having dissolved away. Her hips involuntarily gyrated with his touch, but she couldn't move much with his weight leaning against her, and a soft whimper escaped her when his touch disappeared.

"Don't stop," she whimpered, feeling no shame in begging.

"Don't worry. I won't." He had only stopped to pull her panties off to get access to her aroused bundle of nerves. His fingers slid over the wet folds of her sex, and she bit back a relieved cry. The feeling of his fingers entering her made her lose it, and she moaned with the sensation of his digits moving within her wet arousal. He was watching her face, and she felt a blush rise on her cheeks when she saw the smug smirk on his lips. She was trying desperately to move with his ministrations, but was still pinned to the bed with his delicious weight against her.

"Cloud, please, make me..ahhhh," she couldn't finish, writhing when his thumb roughly pressed against her swollen nub to massage mercilessly. The heat of the sudden orgasm hit her hard, and she was almost sobbing when she cried out with it. Only when her body began to stop trembling from the climax did he remove his fingers from her womanhood. Breathing raggedly in the aftermath, she lay there, watching him lick his fingers clean of her essence.

"You taste good," he said, moving his head between her legs as he was pushing her skirt up around her waist. She was still sensitive from her orgasm, and when the warmth of his tongue began lapping at her, she was nearly squealing with the white hot pleasure. Her body was free to move now, and her hips began pumping in a wild rhythm against his lips and tongue. She was gripping his hair in her abandon, rocking faster when his tongue began snaking its way inside her. He was moaning against her, the vibration sending her over the edge once again, and she was coming, filling his mouth with the warm rush of her orgasm.

Elena lay there, breathing hard as she was recovering while he kicked his boots off, and finished removing her clothes for her, leaving her vulnerably nude, while he was still partially clothed. 'He's incredible, and that was just foreplay.' She eyed his hands as he slowly started to unfastened his belt, licking her lips with anticipation. He was being damn slow about it, and she was sure he was teasing her. She sat up with a impatient sigh, smacking his hands away to attack the buckle herself. He actually chuckled a little at her urgency, but she didn't care. She was ripping at his pants so hard that she made the button pop off his pants, sending it flying somewhere across the room. He either didn't notice, or didn't seem to care as she finished by yanking his pants and boxers down around his knees, freeing his aroused cock. He was well endowed, more so than any other man that she had been with in her entire life, and she was staring without realizing it.

"Elena?" He was chuckling again, interrupting her keen inspection of his nether region. He was still on his knees, looking down at her when she took the head of his erection into her mouth, rolling her tongue around it expertly. She was rewarded with a soft moan, the first real sound of pleasure he had made since they began. She reached up with one hand, massaging the sack hanging beneath his stiff cock as her mouth continued working him. She took as much of him as she could into the depths of her mouth, grazing his shaft lightly with her teeth to tease a gasp out of him.

She felt his hands twisting in her hair, pushing her to go further, and her other hand was joining in to stroke where her mouth was unable to go. The sounds that came from him made her work harder to help him reach that peak he was so desperate for. He was thrusting in her mouth and hands, moaning deep in his throat with each slide of his cock that filled her mouth. Without warning his seed was spilling forth, and she took it in, a small amount dribbling out the side of her mouth. She was in shock to find that his essence was sweet, and she began suckling on him eagerly. 'It must be the mako,' she thought with wonder, licking the last drops from the tip of his softening cock.

He didn't give her much time to recover after he got done pulling his pants and socks off, pressing her back against the bed. He was already getting newly aroused as he was lavishly kissing and sucking her breasts. Her womanhood was aching for the need to have him thrusting that impressive cock within her. Shifting, she wrapped her legs around him in invitation, and he took it, pushing inside her hot wetness with one hard thrust. A cry between pleasure and pain at the sudden entry came forth from her throat, but it didn't stop him from thrusting hard and deep within her wanting body. That small bit of pain didn't last as total gratification took over, throwing her into a haze of pleasure she had never been to before.

"Oh, God...Harder, Cloud," she cried, leaving all her inhibitions behind as she met every thrust he was giving her. The heat of his panting breath was tickling her neck as he began nuzzling her while his hips were bucking faster, the headboard of her bed slamming rhythmically against the wall with the force of their rocking, sweat drenched bodies. The feeling of her nearing climax was coming through her like a rising wave. She wouldn't realize it until later, but she was scratching his back so hard that she broke the skin in the heat of her passion.

When that wave finally hit her full force she was crying out with it, hugging his body to hers like a drowning woman. His thrusts became erratic with the feel of her tightening walls as he was nearing his own completion. She felt his body stiffening with a final thrust, and heard a low moan issue from him his parted lips. She wasn't sure how long they lay there like that, holding each other in the afterglow of the incredible sex that they had shared, but when he looked down at her, his blue eyes still filled with burning desire, she knew that their encounter was far from over.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said, confirming what she already knew before he kissed her smiling lips.

~*~

Elena swam from a deep sleep, feeling her body being dragged from the comfortable warmth of her bed. She groggily realized that Cloud was pulling her to her feet, a look of pure rage on his handsome face. She saw that he had gotten dressed before waking her so brutally, and she got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"What the fuck did you drug me with?" He was shouting, and she was in such a state of terror that she couldn't speak. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep in his arms after making love all morning and afternoon. "Talk!"

"I....uh......ouch, you're hurting me," she whined, hating herself for sounding so weak.

"Get dressed. Then you're going to answer my question," he said, glaring at her as he let her go. She snatched up her clothes, dressing as quickly as she could, keeping her eyes on his back as he stayed turned away from her.

'He looks like he wants to kill me,' she thought with dread when his attention was back on her again. "It's in the kitchen," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. He grabbed her arm, pulling her along, this time with anger, not desire. "Please don't hurt me, Cloud."

"So, where is it?" he asked, ignoring her plea. She took the bottle from the cabinet she'd hidden it in, and he snatched it from her hand. He read the label with a growing fury that was truly frightening to see.

"Why?!" he demanded, taking a step toward her. She tried stepping back away from him, but his hand clamped around her wrist to prevent her escape. "Answer me!"

"I got it to use on Tseng, but I had to know if it would really work," she said, shamefully avoiding his eyes. She had never felt as low as she did at that moment. 'What have I done?'

"So, I was your fucking guinea pig?!" he shouted, making her flinch with the harsh words.

"I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?!" He was looking at her in disbelief. "Do you have any clue what you've done to me?" he asked, squeezing her wrist painfully in his tight grip. "Rape!" She was trembling as she forced herself to look him in the eyes. "This supposed love potion is anything but. I felt no love for you, only a consuming lust that was impossible to break free from. You have no idea what real love is." Tears began streaming down her face, and he threw the bottle, shattering it against the wall, its contents wasted. "What Tifa and I have is real love," he said, his voice becoming softer. "I'll do you a favor and not tell her what you've done. She'd hunt you down and beat you into a bloody pulp if I did," he said, shoving her away with disgust. "Here's some advice. Tell Tseng how you feel instead of drugging him. He may not be as forgiving as me," he said, and left her alone.

She sat at the table, shaking uncontrollably. She heard the door slam shut, and a moment later the Fenrir start. The rumbling sound of the bike faded as he drove away into the night. The tears were still flowing freely down her face as she looked at the shattered remains of the bottle. 'Oh, but I do know what real love is,' she thought, crying harder.

"I love you, Cloud Strife," she said, and her heart broke. The love potion had worked after all, just not on the person she'd expected.

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