Ride Him, Cowgirl

Title: Ride Him, Cowgirl

Characters: Cloud/Tifa

Rating: Mature/Adult

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone/anything from the forum Final Fantasy. Square Soft/Enix owns Final Fantasy and its characters. There is no copyright infringement intended. I do not make any profit/money or take any credit.

Summary: Tifa decides to show Cloud how much of a cowgirl she is…

Timeline: In Game – FFVII - CC

Warning: first time, sexual themes – Oh! Underage sex! (It is based in CC you know!)

Word Count: 3,619

A/N: Prompt for July 26th Spring Kinkfest. Yeah, the moment I saw Cloud/Tifa for a Crisis Core prompt, little bunnies were already nibbling away. You know I adore CC and I just needed to write more C/T for CC. Bonus for Zack! *Huggles Zack*

Also not betaed.

Ride Him Cowgirl

Zack sighed as he sat at the bar in the inn. He patted the surface and the bar-tender came by with a shot glass, filling it up with amber liquid. Zack lifted the shot glass and brought it to his lips. With a tip of his head, he downed the liquid, enjoying the burn as it made it way down his throat before slamming the glass on the surface.

"You might want to take it easy there," a female voice told him as she walked close to him, holding a tray to her hip. The tray with filled with dirty dishes and glasses.

Turning his head, Zack met the amused red eyes of Tifa Lockhart, one of the natives who lived in the village. The same one he knew that one of his infantrymen had made a promise to. She wasn't dressed in her tourist outfit and he was surprised to see her working in the inn. A brief glance at his watch told him that it was early; indicating that she still had the right to be in the inn. "Is everything ok?" Zack looked at once more.

"A much as it can possibly be." He shot her a wry grin, lifting up the refilled glass before he downed it and slammed it back onto the counter before he looked at Tifa, who sighed sadly, returning to picking up the remaining dirty glasses and plates when the memory of retrieving PHS mails from her returned to him. "Hey, listen, about the blonde Soldier," Zack spoke up and she looked him expectantly. "What if I told you that he hasn't made it into Soldier yet?" Tifa sighed, shaking her head.

"He puts too much on himself," Tifa told him. "He has always pushed himself as hard as he could. I think it stems from his father dying when he was young. It didn't help the other kids and adults would pick on him as he was growing up."

"He was bullied a lot," Zack muttered. Now his behaviour was beginning to make sense and Tifa nodded.

"I don't care that he hasn't made it into Soldier. I just want to know that he is ok. I miss him. I've written him letters but he doesn't return them. I know he writes to his mother so…"

"He's scared," Zack told her. Tifa stared at him, confused. "He thinks he needs to fulfil his promise of being a 1st class Soldier before he can meet you again." Zack scoffed as he downed another glass of alcohol. "Makes sense why he is hiding out in our room." Tifa stilled, her heart pounding madly.

"He's here?" she asked and Zack nodded.

"Here," he reached into his pocket and pulled out the room key and dropped it into Tifa's outstretched hand. "Ride him hard, cowgirl," Zack told her before he turned back to refilled glass. He just wanted to drown the alarm bells of doubt over Sephiroth's actions.

Tifa stared at the keys in her hand for a long moment; her mind was torn in two different directions. A part of her wanted to kiss him but another part of her wanted to tell him off for not answering her letters. But she was scared. He had made a promise to her before he left for Soldier…what if he had forgotten about it?

Shaking her head, she placed the keys into the pocket of her apron and carried on collecting the rest of the dirty dishes as she thought about the young man who had promised to be her hero. She couldn't help but wonder if she should follow up Zack's advice and see him. There were a lot of pros and cons but soon…the pros began to win the battle.

Mind made up, she headed into the kitchen to take off her apron, remembering to grab the key, and put her tray away. Telling her boss she was heading off, she left the kitchen and walked over to the stairs.

Faltering for a moment, she looked over at Zack who was still downing the alcohol and it made her wonder what had driven the usual cheerful man to the drink. Frowning, she looked at him for a bit longer before she made her way up the stairs. Maybe there was some truth in what he said.

She made her way down the hallway, looking for the number of the room. Reaching the door, she faltered for a moment, looking at the key in her hand before looking up at the number then nibbled on her lower lip. What if he was sleeping? What if he had someone with him? Wouldn't it be too impulsive just to enter the room? He hadn't let her know that she was back so it could mean that he didn't want to see her.

Too many thoughts raced through her head, doubts piling up before they broke her. Taking a step back, she made to head back down the hallway when she heard the click of the door unlocking and opening.

Turning around, her red eyes met the light blue eyes of Cloud Strife, the boy who had left her when he was 14. But she no longer could class him as a boy.

He was dressed in a pair of black sleep pants. His chest was bare and she could see a six pack forming due to the intensive training he was being put through in order to get into Soldier. His hair was no longer pulled back in a pony-tail. He had gotten it cut short and she had to admit that she liked the short hair.

Cloud had been lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling above him as he thought back to the incident at the Mako Reactor. He had tried so hard to protect Tifa like he had promised but ended up getting hurt in the process. Zack had came out at the right time and slain the monster who had attacked Cloud.

He felt stupid and ashamed that he hadn't managed to keep his promise to Tifa, even though she didn't know it was him under the helmet. He had been insistent on making sure that no one knew that he had come back home. The only person who knew was his mother and he was happy to keep it that way.

Stiffening when he felt her nearby, he looked toward the door. It felt like every cell in his body was wakening up. It only happened with her. No other girl had even invoked that feeling inside of him and he had a feeling that no other girls would ever be able to invoke that kind of feelings in him.

Getting up from the bed, he walked over to the door, placing his hand on the wooden structure. He could almost feel her heat radiating from the door. He waited for her to knock on the door but it didn't come. Soon, the heat began to fade a little bit. Panic set in, his hand sliding down the wood to curl around the handle and he twisted it, pulling the door open to meet the dark red eyes of the one girl who had ever attracted his attention.

Tifa wasn't in her cowgirl outfit he had seen her wear a few hours ago. She was dressed in a simple black mini-skirt and a red shirt that enhanced her growing chest. Simple black slip-on shoes covered her feet.

"Tifa…" Cloud started only for his eyes to widen as she stepped forward, her left hand reaching up to slid into his thick spiky locks and pulled his head down so their lips met. Her other hand cupped his cheek as tears spilled free from her close eyelids.

Shock gave way to suppressed desire and Cloud closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her back. He had desired her for too long and he had missed her since he had been away. He kissed her lower lip before moving up to her upper lip before he tasted her tears.

Pulling back, he saw more tears leak free from Tifa's closed eyes and one hand came up to wipe them away. Opening her eyes, she met his concerned blue ones.

"You're really here," she whispered. Understanding dawned on him as he opened his mouth to say something but her index finger came up, pressing against his lips to prevent him from saying something. "Cloud…Can we not talk?" Tifa asked, her red eyes looking into his. "My mother told me that words aren't the only way to show emotions." Cloud stared at her for a moment before understanding dawned on him

He leaned back in and kissed her, walking backward as he pulled her along with him. Tifa lifted her right leg and kicked the door shut. Cloud pushed her backward until her back met the cool wooden structure. One of his hands detangled itself from Tifa's body and flipped the lock back into place.

Tifa moaned when she felt Cloud's hand returned back to her body, sliding up her sides. Her arms tightened around his neck as his hands slid under her top, caressing her bare skin. His skin was slightly callus from wear of using a gun. His fingertips brushed against the straps of her bra, sending shivers down her spine as his other hand slid down her back, curving over her arse. Getting the hint, Tifa bounced lightly on her tip-toes, wrapping her legs around Cloud's waist as he pressed her into the door.

He pressed his body against Tifa's, his hardness brushing against her core, causing her to arch her hips into his, wanting more. His hands removed themselves from her back and slid up her thighs before disappearing under her skirt and curving around her arse. Tifa's legs tightened around him.

"Please…" she tore her mouth away from his, breathing hoarsely. "Please," she begged once more, not sure what she was begging for. It felt like he was becoming the air she needed to breathe. Cloud pulled her off the door, stumbling backward before the back of his calves bumped against the wooden structure of the bed and he collapsed on it with Tifa still wrapped around him.

Once Tifa felt Cloud sitting down, she shifted so Cloud could move to the middle of the bed with Tifa following him, kicking off her slip on shoes as she did before one hand slid into Cloud's hair, pulling him back in to a kiss while his hands fiddled with the buttons of her shirt before he started undoing them, taking care not to rip them in his haste to feel her naked skin against his.

Her shirt was soon removed and her skirt followed to pile on the floor. Her hands were idle was she helped him to remove his black sleep pants. Once they reached his ankles, Cloud kicked them off him and onto the floor, leaving him clad in a pair of black silk boxers. Tifa was only wearing matching red underwear as she straddled him, running her hands down his toned chest before she leaned down and kissed him once more. Cloud's hands ran up her thighs, over her pant clad buttocks and over her back as she straightened up once more. Tifa shot him a shy yet coy smile as her hands shifted to behind her back and unclasped her bra clasp.

Cloud watched as the bra loosen before he reared up, pressing his lips against hers as his hands slid up her arms until they reached the straps, where he tugged on them, pulling them down to reveal her breasts to him. The bra flew across the room where it met the other articles of clothing and her arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders once more.

Cloud separated their lips so his could travel down her neck and over her collarbone, following the sternum to the valley between her breasts. He stopped there, pressing lazy kisses while Tifa's back was slightly arched, her bottom lip caught in her top teeth from where she waited. Cloud shifted his head to the left and kissed his way up over the curve before he reached the rosy red hard nipple and pressed a kiss on it.

Tifa gasped, her hands sliding into his hair and tightening around the blonde strands. Cloud's hand came up to caress her free breast, slightly in awe over feeling a woman's breasts for the first time. They were soft and pliable. His thumb brushed against her nipple while his lips parted to take the nipple he was nuzzling into his mouth, flicking his tongue against the harden flesh.

Tifa let out a gasp of his name, her hips driving down into his, causing him to groan as he felt his erection response, causing him to buck his hips up into his. His lips and fingers tightened around her nipples before he pulled his mouth away from her breast and brought it up to meet hers once more.

Cloud shifted them so Tifa was underneath him. He kissed his way down her body, stopping once to dip his tongue into her belly-button. He moved down lower and pulled her knickers off and threw them off to the side while he helped her to part her legs.

"Cloud…" Tifa whimpered, unsure of what he was doing. She only knew the basic of sex due to her female friends talking about it. She was the only one among her friends who was still a virgin, waiting for Cloud to be the one who she would be with.

"Trust me," Cloud whispered as he pressed his lips against her core. Tifa gasped, arching her back against the light touch over her sensitive lips. Cloud's hands tightened around her waist as he brought his tongue into play, dipping it into Tifa's core, mimicking the act he wanted to do her but he wanted to make sure she was ready for him first.

Tifa's hands slid into his hair, torn between holding him close or tearing out his hair as frustration began to build up in her. She wanted him inside of her. The emptiness inside of her was beginning to make her desperate. Tugging on his hair, Cloud came up, curious to what he did wrong only for Tifa to flip him over, straddling him before she moved down lower, her destination clear.

Tifa helped him to peel his boxers off and dropped it off to the side, not once taking her eyes off from his erection. It was longer than she expected and slightly thicker than the ones she had seen in the magazine. She knew that he was still growing and couldn't help but feel a bit worried if he was going to fit in her. Determination pushed back her fears as she lifted a hand and let her index finger trail a line from his base up to the top only for Cloud's hand to wrap around hers, stopping her. Tifa looked up to see a faint sheen of sweat beading on Cloud's forehead.

"Not tonight," he rasped, tugging on her hand to pull her up. "Too close." Tifa came up and he pressed his lips against hers. Tifa straddled him once more, nipping his bottom lip when she felt his hardness brush against her wet core. She shifted against him before she raised herself slightly, her hand slipping between their bodies to grasp him and bringing him up to her core, wanting to have him inside of her.

Tifa stopped as he parted her outer lips, staring into his blue eyes. Cloud just stared back, curious to what was wrong when realisation dawned on him, making his eyes widen.

"Tifa…" Cloud started just as Tifa pushed all the way down, breaking her barrier, giving him her virginity and taking his for her own. Tifa whimpered as tears of pain gathered, biting her lower lip as she tried to deal with the sudden pain and the fullness of having Cloud inside her. "Tifa," Cloud groaned as his hands clutched her hip, making sure that none of them were moving to cause her any more pain. "You shouldn't have done that."

"I wanted to," she whispered, her teary eyes meeting his. "You're the only man I could ever be this way with. I didn't want to wait any longer." Cloud couldn't even speak; his throat was closed over her confession. He always had a crush on Tifa since they were kids but to hear her saying that she only wanted him just sent his desire soaring higher.

He shifted his head so he could kiss her. Tifa moaned as she slipped her arms around his shoulders, causing their upper bodies to press against each other. He felt so warm against her, his skin soft yet his muscles hard underneath the skin. His hands ran over her back, comforting her.

Experimentally, Tifa shifted her hip only for pleasure to run through her. Cloud groaned as he clutched her hips harder.

"Don't…Tifa," he pleaded, not wanting her to hurt herself.

"It doesn't hurt," Tifa breathed out as she pulled herself up before moving back down, her nails digging into his back as more pleasure crested through her. Her friends had talked about the cowgirl position but their descriptions of pleasure paled in comparison of the real thing. Removing her nails from his back, she slid hands down his chest and pushed so he was resting on his back, using his chest as leverage to push herself up and down, slowly gaining confidence and speed with each thrust.

Cloud groaned as he met her hips with his own, their thrusts slowly meeting. Even due to the fact that it was their first time, they just seemed to move together like they had been doing it their whole lives. He couldn't believe how tight Tifa was around him.

Tifa never felt as full as she did right now. It was like a part of her had been missing the entire time. She shifted a bit as she raised up only for sparks of intense pleasure to run through her as Cloud began hitting a sweet spot inside of her that she never knew she had. Wanting to feel more of it, she swapped positions of her hands, placing them on Cloud's thighs.

Cloud couldn't tear his eyes away from her form. Her body was becoming sweat soaked, her breasts were bouncing lightly with her movement; her dark hair was swaying, becoming sweat-soaked and curly. One of his hands shifted from her hip and over to the small bud that was hidden beneath her dark curls and he flicked his thumb over it.

"Oh…oh…oh…" Tifa's back suddenly arched, her hips stilling as her walls convulsed around his hard member. Cloud gritted his teeth as he fought for control over himself. He refused to go over the edge before her. She came to him. The least he could do was make sure her first time was pleasurable. He knew that a girl's first time could be disappointing but he would be damned if he let that happened to Tifa.

Tifa whimpered as she tried to reach the edge that would give her the pleasure she sought but she was unable to reach it when she felt her world shifting. Opening her eyes, she found that she was lying on her back with Cloud on top of her. His hands were bunched in the pillows beneath her as he angled his hip and started thrusting slowly but deeply.

"Cloud…" Her hands flew up to his hips, her nails digging into the skin to leave crescent nail marks. Pleasure spiked harder as she was pushed closer to the edge. They stared into each other eyes as Cloud thrusted faster, making sure he was still going deep as he could possibly get. Tifa's hips were matching him for speed and thrust, her eyes flickering as the pleasure built up, threatening to overtake her.

Cloud shifted so he was resting on her slightly, his pubic bone brushing against her clit, adding to the stimulation and it sent Tifa over the edge. She parted her lips only to be crushed by Cloud's mouth as he stifled her moans of pleasure, her nails digging into him harder, drawing blood.

The feel of her walls contracting around him, massaging his hardness and the feel of her breasts crushed against his chest sent him overboard. His thrusts sped up, turned erratically as he climaxed with a groan of Tifa's name before he slumped down on her body. Tifa sighed as she turned her face into his neck, breathing in the scent of the two of them together. They stayed like that for a few moments before Cloud grunted, slipping himself out of her and lying onto his side. Tifa turned, curling up into him. Cloud wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he pressed soft kisses to her forehead.

"How did you know I was here?" he whispered.

"Zack," she whispered back, pressing a kiss on his chest over where his heart was before they both fell asleep.

Zack came stumbling in a few hours later where his mako enhanced eyes picked out the figures curled up in Cloud's bed, sleeping peacefully. Smirking to himself, Zack made his way over to his bed that was on the opposite side of the room and slumped down on it, not bothering to remove his clothes.

He was glad that Tifa had taken his advice. Chuckling he fell into a sleep, his dreams filled of a certain flower girl that was waiting for him in Midgar.

The End

Not completely sure that this is what the prompt meant but hope you guys still enjoyed it.