both cloud and tifa were quietly pining for you (& each other) before you started dating. they both seem like the confident type who'd just approach their crush and make a move, but they are both more shy than their first impression gives off
when you three do start dating, tifa is the first one to adjust to the relationship, while cloud takes a little longer to get comfortable. he's pretty nervous in the beginning stages…
but after a while, even cloud grows used to this. and once he does, his true self really comes out!
cloud is pretty clingy and affectionate! he loves to hold you and cuddle with you! though he loves it even more when it's all three of you
tifa is more publicly affectionate than cloud, but both of them prefer to keep those parts of your relationship intimate and private. not everyone has to see you kiss in public, you know?
cloud and tifa both care about making everyone in the relationship feel comfortable and like an equal. they don't have a ‘favorite partner’ and they evenly split their time up between each other (or just do things as a throuple)
both cloud and tifa are pretty good fighters and they love to protect you and each other! sometimes cloud saves the day, other times it's tifa who saves you and cloud
the three of you can't quite decide where you want your future to take you. you want to stay together, but are uncertain if you want to return to nibelheim or settle down in midgar. but while you're still on your journey to stop sephiroth, you push those thoughts back and decide to tackle them after you saved the planet!
𖢅 when Tifa is jealous she thinks she’s being subtle but she's actually not
𖢅 her expression changes from all smiley to a kind of distracted or hazy look
𖢅 Tifa will keep everything bottled up until she can get some private time with you to tell you about how she’s feeling
𖢅 she hates feeling jealous because it just makes her feel icky and possessive over you and she doesn’t want you to feel tied down
𖢅 jealous tifa gets a little insecure at times too like if your with someone who’s really pretty or someone she thinks is more attractive than her, she’ll get a bit insecure
𖢅 then she gets quiet and disinterested when jealous
𖢅 she gets all sad when she constantly tells herself that you don’t love her anymore no matter how many times she’s tried to push those thoughts away
𖢅 tifa would still be polite ofc but she would give short answers or responses opting to focus more on who’s got your attention
𖢅 overall, Tifa is pretty mature about her feelings but like many people she can also get a little insecure too. Nothing some good old communication can’t fix
The more Tifa watched you and Aerith talk amongst each other, she started to wonder: would they like me more if I was more extroverted? Maybe if I talked more, they would talk to me more than aerith? These negative thoughts and emotions made Tifa more and more insecure. She was tired of bottling up her feelings so she decided that later on that day she would tell you how she felt.
It was hard to say the least. Every time aerith would cling onto you, she gritted her teeth in opposition of the action. Fortunately, you saw how upset and quiet Tifa had been the whole day. Her responses were quick and short and although they were anything but polite, you could tell she wasn’t in a chatty mood. This wasn’t like her so on your way back to the rooms on the cruise ship, you opened your mouth to say something. To ask Tifa if she could talk with you but she spoke first: “Hey [name], can I talk to you privately?” she asked. “ Yeah of course” Tifa took your hand and led you to the front deck of the ship, where there were minimal people.
Facing the sunset mixed with colors of yellow and orange hues, and the refreshing breeze alongside the sound of waves colliding with the ship and the low chatter of the people on the front deck, relaxed Tifa. She was nervous to bring up the topic with you but she had to. “So…[name], I was wondering” she started. Turning to face you, she took yoir hand in hers and asked: “Do you like girls that are more extroverted? Like….Aerith maybe?” Looking at her with wide eyes, you asked yourself: what kind of question is that?! Noticing your surprise, she blushed and said “Well when everyone had been upstairs, I saw you and aerith talking and she had been so touchy with you and you seemed more happy around her so…” she paused and took a deep breath before muttering: “I just thought you’d like more outgoing and social people.” Raising your hand to hold her cheek you both made eye contact. “Oh Tifa….I love you just the way you are. The only girl I prefer is you. Not Aerith” you assured her. “ Tifa, I like you because you’re different from Aerith”
Tifa was overjoyed that you weren’t upset with her and you did truly love her (even if she already knew it). She rushed into a hug with you “I never knew you really felt that way” she mumbled “I’m glad” you wrapped your arms around her and held her tightly. “I love you, Tifa” “I love you too, [name]”
𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰
| 𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡
𖢅 i think Sephiroth would be pretty good at masking his jealousy, and I think he doesn’t even get jealous anyway
𖢅 he thinks it’s silly plus he trusts you. So why be jealous?
𖢅 but you’re the only one who would know that he’s jealous, because of his killer glare he gives to people who he thinks isn’t deserving of your time
𖢅I also think he’d be like Tifa in the sense that he would make his responses short and quick
𖢅 if we’re talking about pre-nibelheim Sephiroth, then he would try his best to be as polite as he can but if it’s post nibelheim then…..he just won’t care 🤷🏾♀️
𖢅 pre-nibelhiem Sephiroth would find seeing people flirt with you amusing. Like “hahaha you really think you can take my s/o away from me, that’s funny”
𖢅 but post-nibelhiem Sephiroth, not so much. He’s really possessive.
𖢅 he’ll glare at the person until they leave, but if they don’t then he’ll come up to the two of you and take you away without saying anything
𖢅 like if he wants your attention he’s gonna get it (so spoiled)
When Sephiroth told you he wanted to join and help you with your errands, fairly surprised you. He would never join you when you went out for simple necessities like groceries, preferring to keep himself occupied with his work. It wasn't that he was neglectful, he was just a busy man and he had his missions to attend to. He told you this when he confessed his feelings for you while you were tending to his injuries from a battle he had.
He firmly told you that being my partner will be dangerous and I won’t always be there with you. You knew what life by his side would be like, and you knew you could handle it. You understood this and yet here you are, standing in front of him, about to walk out the door. “I thought you were busy with work?” You asked, with a teasing smile on your face. “Work can wait, I’d like to spend time with you.” he answered while turning to open the door. “It’s been awhile, no?” Humming in agreement, you took his hand and set off to the market. “Yes, it has.”
The time you had spent with Sephiroth, was very nice. You were so happy to finally spend some time together, after his prolonged absence. You missed his comforting presence so much. Walking together, hand in hand, you spotted a flower shop. “Let’s get some more flowers, the ones in the case at home are wilting” holding onto Sephiroth’s hand, you led him to the flower shop. The interior was decorated with different kinds of flowers that caught your attention.
The clerk greeted you and welcomed you both into the store. After greeting him back, you asked which flowers looked nicer in the sunlight. “Well, in my opinion, peonies look great in the light, but chrysanthemums are different,” he said while showing you a beautiful bouquet of white chrysanthemums. “Not only do chrysanthemums look better, they also pair nicely with the color of your eyes” you smiled sweetly at the compliment and thanked him.
“Would you like these in a vase?”
“Yes please” as he left to go get the vase, you heard Sephiroth chuckle. “Something funny?” You asked. “Not at all, it’s just that it seems he has a little crush on you” he smiled. “Jealous, much?”
“Hardly, I know you’re mine,” He teased, while leaning towards your ear, whispering: “And I’m sure you know that as well, darling”
𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰
𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐒.
𖢅 cloud would swear up and down all around that he isn’t jealous, but like Tifa, cloud’s jealousy is extremely obvious
𖢅 if he feels like you’ve been spending a lot of time with someone or he sees someone flirting with you then he’ll get all sulky and in his feels
𖢅 Cloud will brush off anyone who comes up and asks him if he’s okay
𖢅 As long as he pretends everything’s fine then it’s fine…..jk lol
𖢅 he just watches you and that person laugh together and it makes him a little sad
𖢅 on the inside he’s like “why isn’t my s/o talking to me 🙁“ but on the outside he’s like “ugh i don’t care 😒“ he wants to go talk to you and take you away but he doesn’t want people to think that big, strong, and nonchalant Cloud Strife is jealous.
𖢅 his pride gets in the way of him actually being the bigger person and walking up to you. But if he sees that you obviously don’t like the attention and the person trying to talk to you is getting more pushy and touchy, that’s when he’ll step in
𖢅 if you see cloud sulking in the corner and ask him what’s wrong he’ll brush you off and be petty “why don’t you ask your new boyfriend over there what’s wrong” he says while looking away.
𖢅 he claims he isn’t jealous but everyone knows he is
Cloud doesn’t like this one bit. Why does that guy keep bothering you? Surely he sees you’re not into him so why keep trying? Cloud scoffs at the guy who just sat down next to you at the bar. ‘Whatever’ cloud thinks while looking away ‘it’s not like I care, they can handle themselves’ But the sight of you two together and him flirting with you made his blood boil.
While staring at you and the mystery guy, cloud failed to notice heavy footsteps coming closer to him until a voice spoke up. “Never took you for the jealous type, Cloud” Barret chuckled loudly, while sipping on his alcoholic beverage. “I’m not jealous, don’t be stupid” cloud quips. “Well it seems like it to me, better watch out before they run off with someone else,” Barret laughs after patting cloud on the back.
You hear Barret’s boisterous laugh and turn around to find cloud, once you both lock eyes you turn to the man who’s been flirting with you for who knows how long, you tell him for the nth time that you have to get back to your boyfriend. He protests but you leave before he can actually get a word in. “Cloud, what’s wrong?” You ask “Nothing, im fine” you frowned at his response, and took a moment to think. Why is he being so standoffish? but then it clicked for you. “Ah, so you were jealous huh?” You teased. Cloud looks away and doesn’t answer. You chuckled a little at his stubbornness and lace your hand with his. Cloud’s eyes widen a bit at your unexpected display of affection and gets a little stiff, but a second later he relaxes.
“Don’t worry Cloud, I only love you, no one else.”
𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰𑇍𐫰
𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐅.
𖢅 Zack is more upfront about his jealousy than all the others
𖢅 when he’s jealous Zack pouts a little and sulks
𖢅 it’s funny to see energetic and pumped up Zack Fair getting sulky because his s/o is talking to someone else that’s not him
𖢅 Zack gets a little petty too but it’s short lived
𖢅 Zack will go up to you and whoever is talking to you and try to get your attention and lead you somewhere else
𖢅 He’ll make subtle snarky comments about the person before saying he was just joking
𖢅 once that person is gone Zack will cling onto you more than he already does
𖢅 Zack definitely flirts with you more than normal when jealous
𖢅 he’d also deny that he’s jealous too
Zack and you decided to take a walk around the SOLDIER base since he was on break, but Zack had been called to help with something so he had to leave while telling you he’d be back soon. Once Zack got done with his work he immediately went back to you only to find another SOLDIER flirting with you. His s/o! He couldn’t believe it. Everyone knew that you and Zack were together so why was he flirting with you?
Zack races over to where you are and tries to direct your attention to him. “Hey, [name] is this guy bothering you?” He questions. You open your mouth to answer his question before getting cut off by the other SOLDIER “No we were just talking, right [name]? They are exceptionally good looking after all” you scoff and roll your eyes.
Zack brightens at his fellow comrade’s ‘compliment’ and smiles. “I know! [name] is definitely the prettiest person ever” the SOLDIER looks back at you and says he’d be a better match for you than Zack could ever be.
Zack’s face twists into disbelief “says the guy who couldn’t even get through basic training before calling it quits” he sneers.
The man to your right glared at Zack and opened his mouth to refute zack’s claim but closed it when you grab your boyfriend’s hand and swiftly walk away as to not make a scene. “Ugh, can you believe that guy? The nerve to say that right in front of me” you grumble angrily.
“Yeah that was crazy, but you wanna know what else is crazy?” You look at him curiously then say what. “Us not kissing right now”
⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ First little fic after a while, hope you guys enjoy!!
Cloud
★ As we all know, he isn't the best comfort buddy
★ But, through all the years he had to slowly leave behind all his trauma, he definitely has softened up
★ Secretly loves the way you would fall asleep on him after bawling your eyes out
★ Obviously not much of a talker, he prefers to listen and just be there for you
★ I just love to think that it always ends up in a hours-lasting cuddling session, doesn't matter if he was the one who needed to be comforted or the other way around
"It´s fine, really"
However, your puffy cheeks said otherwise as you adverted your gaze from him. Your arms hugging your body wearily, soft sniffles and of course, your ragged breathing was all you had let him see. His approach was sincere, walking slowly up to you just to place a hand on your shoulder, he sure had improved on how to just... listen over the years.
"Talk to me"
But still you wouldn't budge, turning your face from him, embarrassed he had to see you like this once again. So after huffing out a sigh he seemed to have been holding for quite a while now, he placed his left hand on your unoccupied shoulder and pulled you closer to him.
Then you let go, ugly sobbing into his chest as you fisted his shirt. His hands trying the most soothing patterns he recalls you drawing on his back after a rough day. He would caress as tenderly as he could, not quite being used to touching a texture softer than the handle of his sword, to hear such pretty cries and not from death.
"Sorry, I just-"
You hiccuped after you had rambled your sorrows into the tension-filled air of your room. However, he didn't budge, muffling your priceless apologies into his chest as he opted to just hold you for however you needed him to.
That was his way of showing you how much he appreciated you, everything you had done to soothe him, he will reciprocate too.
Zack
★ MAJOR comforter
★ I mean, he doesn't even have to do anything, his meere presence is just so comforting
★ He feels bad about it but he loves your face whenever you're grumpy or upset, he just finds your tear-stained cheeks so cute!
★ Oh and btw, you aren't crying more than 5 minutes when he's around
★ He would do anything to make you forget it, want some icecream? He's already bought like 10 of them. A massage? Face down lying on your mattress asap
"C'mon y/n"
You felt his saddened voice ring through your ears, his hands holding your waist as you hid your face under your palms. Your cheekbones glistening and getting irritated from the saltiness of your tears, and the more he tried to sneak a peek out of the them, the worse he felt.
"Look at me please"
He whispered as he delicately placed his still gloved hands over yours, finally prying them off your gorgerous face.
"There we go, as beautiful as I remember"
You didn't know why, but at first glance, his dumb but somewhat anxious smile looking down at you made you mimic his own expression, earning a playful laugh from him. It really wasn't fair, you thought, you could never be upset around him.
"What? Got something funny on my face?"
He joked before swiftly moving his hands and reaching the sides of your waist, nagging your sides until he had to catch you from falling on your ass as you laughed.
"You're such a dork"
You giggled out after he lifted you into his arms, your feet dangling off the floor as your arms were trapped under a bear hug. Hearts beating shakily into each other the more he nuzzled into you.
"Yeah, but you love it"
Vincent
★ Tbh I think he's the most compressive of the three
★ Would and will listen to you ramble for hours of necessary, he's such a hopeless romantic
★ Not a fan of physical contact but if you are, he would not complain if you wanted to cuddle with him
★ (I mean this mf is always sleeping on his coffin)
★ Will do whatever you felt more comfortable with, if you just want him to listen and be there, he will, if you want to be alone, he will leave you be (but ofc he later would be looking for you to see if you were fine)
"Who was it?"
A sudden deep voice rang through your ears, making you jolt up from the floor as you looked around to spot the source of it. And of course, it was your deary sneaky vampire.
"Jesus"
You choked out before turning your back to him, telling him that one, he really should stop sneaking on you like that and two, of course it was nothing.
Either way, as soon as he heard your pained voice he knew you required some comfort, he's been there already. The more you stepped away, the more he tried to approach you, finally getting to wrap his cold arms on your waist as your back pressed against his chest.
. . .
You both stayed like that for a while, rocking back and forth as he lulled you, letting you cry out your last tears before you finally felt relief, slumping down on him as sleepiness took over your features.
He huffed out what seemed a quiet laugh before dragging you back into your bed, sitting on it first as he let you nestle on his lap, your cheek pressed against his shoulder as you slowly dozed off on him.
His cloack sure was comforting.
Bonus!!
"Don't let such a stupid thing get into your head dummy"
"Yeah, she's right y/n"
You swore you couldn't feel any warmer in that moment, the girl's you've always looked up to were sweeter than ever. And yeah, it was a stupid thing you were upset about too.
Then they both took you on one of the best improvised little dates ever, taking walks and admiring the (not-so-clean) streets of Midgar. Then Aerith took you to her house, Tifa following shortly behind you as they both giggled playfully.
A cuddling session followed closely and you were absolutely living it. Snacking on some homemade food Aerith's mom had worked on the day before and nuzzling your head onto Aerith's chest meanwhile Tifa had her arms around you for behind.
"You both are the best, really"
You sighed out, your eyes not puffy anymore as you glanced at both of them. Earning more sweet comments from the brunnete and nods from the bartender.
With your crush on Tifa being ever growing, you can't help but work up a sweat while working out with her. But Tifa's always happy to help take care of your needs.
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❀ ˚₊· ➳❥ warnings - female reader, buff! Tifa, smut, fingering, breastplay, first kiss, sex toy usage, borderline 69 position but not quite?, face sitting, oral sex, thigh muscle kink, implied curvy reader. Wrote this because a mutual sent me buff Tifa fanart and I couldn't stop thinking about it, plus there's a SEVERE lack of Tifa x fem reader fics
Tilting your head back, you take a desperate drink of water, gulping down the cool liquid as it helps cool you down. You don’t know what it is, but it’s so hot. Nearly unbearable, which isn’t typical for you.
Wiping your brow, your eye catches the woman still powering through the intense workout a mere ten feet away. Tifa has yet to give up, when you tapped out moments ago.
Well, you can think of at least one reason as to why you feel hotter than usual.
You can’t stop looking at her. The way she effortlessly lifts weights, uses the punching bag and pull-up bar like it’s nothing, etcetera. She’s god-like at this stuff, not to mention the fact she manages to look absolutely gorgeous while doing so. You on the other hand… you’re a mess. Falling behind, having sloppy placement and well— you’re certain you don’t look as hot as she does while doing it.
Taking a moment to admire her form, you watch as the muscles in her thighs and arms flex, popping out wonderfully in a way that makes you shiver. Her abdomen, which is smaller and far more toned than yours, glistens with a light sweat, and you have to stop yourself from thinking about licking it off of her. But it’s too late now. You burn up, embarrassed at thinking about such a thing when she’s right beside you.
“You okay?” She calls, voice soft and sincere. She’s worried for you, but still smiles.
“Uh- yeah, I’m… I’m fine,” you weakly answer, hoping she doesn’t catch onto your obvious attraction to her.
Or maybe you do, you don’t really know.
“You don’t seem totally fine,” she hums, putting her weights down. “Let’s just take a full break, hm?”
“Sure,” you agree, taking another sip of water.
Tifa sits down on the bench beside where you’re standing, and takes out her water bottle. You follow suit and sit next to her. “You’ve improved a lot this past week, you know,” she offers.
“Have I? I don’t know… I feel so inferior when…” you cough, hoping you don’t sound jealous or mean. “Um… sorry, I just mean you look so good doing this stuff, I’d, uh, kill to be like you.”
She giggles, swallowing her water and saying your name. “Someone’s looks doesn’t change their skill level.”
“I know, I just,” you take in a sharp breath. “I wanna be like you.”
“I’m flattered,” she smiles, looking down.
She looks so cute.
“But I think you look good, too,” she says after a moment. “I think you should embrace your beauty.”
“I-“ you almost choke, taken aback a little. “Beauty…? But I’m so… blah,” you pout.
Tifa shrugs, “doesn’t matter to me. I can still see your strength, plus, I, um,” now she’s the one hesitating. “I find it attractive…”
“…you find me attractive?” Your heart skips a beat.
“Mhmm,” she hums, drinking more water.
“Um… thank you,” you breathe, suddenly standing up.
“You ready to get back to work?” She asks, not acknowledging what you’d just said to one another.
“Yeah.”
Twenty minutes go by, and you’re still struggling to keep up with Tifa. You can’t focus when the tension is so thick, and you want nothing more than to have her crush you with those muscular thighs.
She takes notice, being the observant woman she is, and sets her weights down. “Let me help…”
You freeze, watching as she stands behind you, placing her hands on your hips. Your breath hitches and you nearly pass out right there, despite the fact she’d done this plenty of times beforehand. She was merely spotting you, yet here you were acting like she was intimately holding your waist.
“Stand a bit more like this…” she guides you, and then drags her fingers up your sides, over your sports bra and to your arms. She then helps you straighten out your posture. “Okay… try now.”
You hear her take a few steps back, and so you squat, picking up the weights again.
Tifa lightly claps, “Much better! Although, I do wonder… you haven’t needed my help like that for a while. Something bothering you?”
“Uh-“ you almost drop the weights. “No, nothing…”
You can’t see her, but you know she’s smirking. “Sure… but I can tell when you’re lying.”
“I-“
“Put the weights down before you hurt yourself,” she says, and you’re quick to listen.
Once the weights are back on the floor mat, you turn to face her, fidgeting with your hands.
“I, um… I can’t focus because… because of you,” you finally admit. “You’re so beautiful. And I don’t know what it is but I just can’t… can’t stop thinking about you!”
You watch as her more teasing side comes out. Tifa smirks, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
“To be honest… I caught onto you a while ago,” she confesses, “I know you started training with me for self-improvement, but I can also tell it was an excuse to get closer to me.”
You have nothing to say to that.
Tifa takes a couple steps closer to you. “You know… you could’ve just said you wanted to be closer. I’d never say no to a girl as cute as you.”
“Maybe… but I get so nervous, and-“
Tifa unfolds her arms, instead clasping her hands together behind her back and leaning forward a slight bit. You can’t help but allow your eyes to dart to her breasts, some of her cleavage peaking out from her own sports bra. “You don’t need to be,” she inches closer. “I don’t mind… helping.”
“Helping?” You echo.
“Mhmm,” she brings you back over to the bench, instructing you to sit down and placing her hands onto your shoulders.
“I can tell you’re really tense,” she explains, beginning to massage you. “So we need to take care of that.”
You melt under her touch, letting out soft sighs as she works away at you.
Her touches are innocent, at first. Regular massaging motions to help ease you. But then she gets more daring. Tifa slithers her fingers around your back, and cups your breasts. You take a sharp breath, burning alive and watching her thin fingers grope at you through your bra.
“Want me to take it off?”
You eagerly nod, maybe too eagerly. But regardless, Tifa grants your wish and hinges her fingers under the hem, pulling your bra up and off of you.
Her hands instantly return to your breasts, making you gasp. She works away at them, massaging and simply feeling their weight. And after a moment, she grazes her fingers over your nipples, enjoying the choked sound you make. So she does it again, but this time rolls her thumbs over them.
“Feeling better?” She asks.
“A bit…”
“Should I move lower?”
“…yes,” you sigh into the air.
Tifa then lets go for a brief moment, sitting on the bench. She sits in a way that allows her legs to be on either side of the seat, and grabs you by the hips to have you do the same. Only, you’re then pulled flush against her once your left leg is over the bench. You can feel her thigh muscles against you, and shiver.
Her hands return to your breasts, and after a few seconds, she allows them to trail further down. She hikes up your sports skirt, and begins massaging your thighs. They’re close in size to hers, only your muscle is hidden beneath more delicious plushness. And you certainly don’t have as much muscle in them as she does.
“So soft,” she whispers in your ear, cupping your rear end. “So perfect.”
She then moves her hands back between your thighs, sliding them up until she’s nearly touching your underwear. “Can I…?”
You don’t know what she’s asking, but you nod regardless.
Tifa uses her right hand to place her palm over your clothed pussy, pressing her fingers against right about where your clit is. You whine, and you can feel her smiling into your neck, which she begins pressing light kisses against.
She then takes two fingers and pushes your panties aside, dipping them in your wetness. She swirls them around, gently dragging her fingertips up to brush them against your clit. You shiver some more, letting out a hitched whine.
“So sensitive…”
“I’ve never-“ you gasp as she does it again, “I’ve never done this…”
“And you’re letting me be your first? Aw…” she nuzzles your skin with her nose. “I’ll be gentle, alright?”
She continues dragging her fingers over your labia, gathering your slick along soft fingertips and prepping you for something more. She circles your clit, not quite touching it directly, but certainly stimulating it and making you quiver for more. Tifa slides her free hand upwards, pausing briefly to feel your soft stomach through your skirt, before ascending again, holding the underside of your breast in her palm. She squishes it, then dances her fingers up until they’re cupping the entire mound of flesh. She kneads at it, gently working away while still teasing your cunt. Indirectly playing with your clit, and not entering your hole yet. But playing, making you melt.
She pinches your nipple between two fingers, pulls on it, and then releases it. Her hand instead moves to your chin, pulling your head back so you can face her somewhat.
“…can I kiss you?” She asks, her timid side returning for a second.
You’re quick to nod, closing your eyes just as she leans forward. Her lips collide with yours, carefully exploring at first. But quickly, she slips her tongue over your lips, silently asking for more. So you let her in and open your mouth, allowing her to kiss you more passionately.
Sloppy make-out noises echo throughout the room, mixed saliva soaking both of your lips. Not to mention you can hear how wet your pussy is becoming. It’s all so lewd, making you feel bashful. But you continue to let her have her way with you, desperate to go further.
It’s almost as though she can read your mind, somehow. Carefully, Tifa slithers her fingers further between your folds until she finds your hole, and carefully dips one inside. “Should I add another?”
“Yes…”
Her ring finger slides into you, joining her middle, and gently, she rubs them against your gummy walls, going back and forth between scissoring them to stretch you and curling them against your sensitive walls.
“How’s it feel?”
“So good…” you whimper, “so much better than when I do it…”
She kisses you again, parting only to whisper against your lips. “What do you think of when you finger yourself?”
You suck in a sharp breath, “…you.”
“Aw,” she cooes, pecking your lips, “when you think of me, what am I doing?”
You hesitate to divulge your perverted fantasies to her, but when she’s making you come undone on her fingers, you figure it doesn’t really matter anymore. “Something like this,” you begin to say. “Playing with me when we’re supposed to be training. Or sometimes… I like to think about being buried in your thighs, forcing me to eat you out…”
“So filthy,” she hums, reaching further inside of you, all while snaking her other hand under your panties so she can start rubbing your clit.
You arch against her, letting out another sweet cry. “F-fuck.”
Kissing your neck again, Tifa works at you faster. Her fingers pump within you, and she starts grinding at your clit with a quick and relentless pace until you’re shaking, becoming putty in her hands. With how long she’d spent working you up, this much stimulation quickly becomes too much, and your body feels like it’s exploding.
“A-ah, Tifa!” You cry, beginning to cum on her fingers.
“Good girl,” she praises, helping you get through your orgasm as you tremble against her. You clench on her fingers, and almost feel sad when they eventually leave you empty. But Tifa pulls them up towards her lips, dipping them in and licking your creamy essence off of her fingers.
“You taste lovely,” she comments, using her other hand to turn your face back around, gently, so that she can kiss you on the lips.
Your heart leaps as she does so, crashing back down from your high as your mind clears. You can barely believe this is your reality. Not only is Tifa taking the role of your first sexual partner, but now you realize she’s also taken your first kiss. In fact, she’s really your first everything— which begs the question, how many more firsts will she be? Perhaps she’ll take you home after this and give you your first strapping, too?
When she finally parts from you, you find yourself barely able to control your breathing. She’s quick to notice, of course.
“You okay?”
“Mhm,” you nod. “Um… this won’t be a one-time-thing, right?”
“If you don’t want it to be… I wasn’t done with you anyway.”
Your heart races again as soon as the words leave her lips, and Tifa takes notice in the way your face lights up.
“Someone’s eager,” she giggles. “You wanna head back to my apartment? I have… another idea in mind.”
“Please,” you beg, immediately moving to get up and fix your appearance.
“Alright. Give me a moment to close up here.”
—
Back at Tifa’s apartment, she wastes no time in getting busy with you again. She does, however, ensure that you’ve had enough water and aren’t too tired from your actual workout. But her promise to give you more is more than enough to boost your energy. So you patiently sit at the edge of her bed, watching as she goes into her closet.
“Are you… comfortable with toys?” She asks, retrieving a small box.
“I’ve never tried them, but… I want to.”
Tifa nods, opening it up. There isn’t much inside. One small toy, which you assume is a vibrator, and a generic pink dildo.
“We can work up to using it,” she takes the bigger toy out, placing it on her nightstand. “Why don’t we start off by getting out of these sweaty clothes?”
You stand up, not needing to be asked twice. Despite your shyness about your body compared to hers, you strip, revealing your nude form to Tifa.
“You’re.. beautiful,” she smiles, sincerely. “Wanna help me get out of this top?”
You hesitate to bring your hands to her skin, but force yourself to take off her sports bra as carefully as possible. It’s no secret that Tifa’s got a nice chest, and the idea of seeing her breasts uncovered makes you feel dizzy.
As you pull her bra up, her breasts fall out from the fabric, bouncing a little. You drool at the sight, wanting nothing more than to bury your head in them. It’s impossible to take your eyes off of her, and Tifa of course sees the way you freeze up. So she finishes the job for you, pulling her bra over her head and stepping out of her skirt.
“That’s better. Now, umm,” she thinks, “why don’t you lie down?”
Getting back onto her bed, you do as Tifa says and lay against her pillows, watching as she climbs over you.
“I um… saw the way you stared. Did you want to play with my breasts?” She asks.
“If you’ll let me…” you shamefully reply.
Tifa lowers herself, laying slightly higher than you are, so that her chest is level with your face. You raise a shaky hand to her skin, so soft and warm under your finger tips. Slowly feeling it out, you run your thumb across her plushy mound, barely grazing her nipple. You want to suck on them. Maybe that’s why she positioned herself this way…?
“Can I… suck on them?” You sheepishly ask, voice quiet.
“Mhm.” Something about her tone makes you think this is new to her, too.
Parting your lips, you tilt your head closer to the side and plant your mouth around her areola, taking her nipple into your warm mouth. You lick a stripe over her bud, and Tifa lets out the softest whine— as though she were trying to hide it. Puckering your lips more, you start to suck on her nipple, listening with a fuzzy head as she lets out a cute moan.
You don’t notice she’s reaching a hand towards your nether regions until it’s on you. And before you can even react, she slips her fingers over your clit, circling and rubbing it. It causes you to moan around her breast, muffling the noise, but you both continue on.
Moments go by, and you’ve since moved onto her other breast, not wanting to go without giving both attention. Tifa had started fingering you again a moment ago, and the room went from nearly silent, to the air being filled with soft gasps, cries and the squelching of your wet cunt.
You clamp down on her fingers as another orgasm starts to brew, but Tifa isn’t ready yet. Pulling her fingers away, she cups your face with her wet hand. “I think you’re ready,” she tilts her head. “You’ve had enough training now, hm?”
Looking up at her, feeling starstruck, you release her nipple with a pop, watching as she rises to her knees and grabs the dildo off of her nightstand.
“I want you to keep laying down, just a little further towards the middle of the bed,” you follow her instructions, now laying flat on your back. “Perfect.”
You watch as she climbs over you, her bottom half going over your head. She encloses her thighs around your head, trapping you, and you think you must be in heaven. Her panties brush against your nose, giving you a hint at her scent. You want to dive into her, eat her until she’s cumming on your tongue.
As she lowers herself, her breasts push against your belly, and the sensation of that is so strange and unfamiliar, but lovely. Tifa pulls your knees up so the lower half of your legs and feet are in the air, and she gazes down at your pussy, wet and desperate for her touch.
“I’m gonna start by just lathering it with your slick, okay?” She walks you through it, not wanting to frighten you in any way.
You can hardly register any of her words with her cunt being so close to your face, but you nod, heart beating fast with anticipation. You can’t see anything she’s doing.
You feel the plastic cock’s head press against your folds, sliding around in them just as she’d done with her fingers. She pokes it against your clit a few times, and then pauses. You hear what sounds like spitting, and suddenly feel her saliva dripping over your pussy, down to your spread hole.
“I’m only putting the tip in, alright? Tell me if it’s too much.”
You bite your lip, feeling the tip press into your cunt, stretching you just a little. It’s certainly bigger than anything else that’s been inside of you, but so far, it isn’t painful.
“Want me to add more?” She softly asks.
“Y-yeah.”
A couple more inches of Tifa’s toy enter you, pushing past your pubic bone. You hiss.
“Does it hurt?”
“No… just some pressure. Keep going…”
Then, the final few inches press all the way in, and you let out a whine. It’s uncomfortable at the worst, but at the same time, you enjoy the feeling of being stuffed like this. Especially at the hands of a woman as beautiful as Tifa.
“You’re doing so good,” she praises. “Want me to move it?”
“Yes,” you answer, thinking of a question of your own. “Tifa, can I… taste you?”
“Mhm,” she purrs, watching as your hole stretches around the toy cock, your innard juices beginning to cover the shaft.
From your position, you struggle to pull her panties off, but manage in the end. Her glistening pussy is mere inches from your face, tempting you. Licking your lips, you place your hands on her ass, and shyly poke your tongue out. It tastes unlike anything else, but is undoubtedly human. And you quickly lose yourself in her, going from giving Tifa hesitant, kitten licks, to fully pressing your tongue into her, eating her out.
Shared moans and cries start echoing. You’ve grown entirely used to the feeling of having her toy inside you, and Tifa now easily pushes it in and out of you, kissing and licking at your clit. You can hear yourself gushing, along with the obscene noise of wet silicone thrusting.
You cry into Tifa’s cunt, drowning in her, drunk on her taste. She in turn lets out a high-pitched sigh, pressing her body against your face until she’s practically sitting on you. You can feel her muscular thighs flexing against your head, holding you right against her pussy. With how strong her thighs are, you can’t so much as turn your head.
With the way your bodies both tremble and sound, it’s becoming clear that you’re both about to reach your ends. Tifa’s cries get shorter and closer, the movement of her wrist slamming the toy into you becoming sloppy. You can feel your cunt beginning to convulse around the dildo, and you pant and nearly groan into her.
And suddenly, it seems to hit you both at the same time. Your legs shake as you squirt, Tifa’s juices spilling onto your face. Both of your pretty noises harmonize, the sound of ecstasy ringing in your ears.
She collapses, no longer able to keep up her strength. Letting the toy fall out of you, Tifa goes limp, resting her face against your pillowy thigh.
You pant against her sweat-slicked skin, still trapped beneath her, but without all the pressure of her flexing her thighs on your head.
Thirty seconds pass, then a moment, and finally, she spreads her legs and gives you a little bit more breathing room.
“So… should we finally call today’s workout successful?” Her words are stammered, and she’s clearly still out of breath.
“Y-yeah…” you breathe, licking her essence off of your lips and upper chin.
“Then let’s.. hit the shower, yeah? Maybe test our strength and… go for round three?”
Her suggestion makes your heart flutter, heightening your energy. And you can’t help but agree to that.
How would Tifa, cloud, and aerith react to seeing someone who can shapeshift into a flying dragon, or an object, or into a copy of anyone? Basically anything they want.
Cloud is a bit put off. He's reminded of all of the weird experiments that went on with Shinra, somehow. He's much less freaked out if you shapeshift into something like another person, and even then, he only finds it acceptable if you're making fun of them.
Aerith is your biggest fan. She's got a list of things she wants you to change into semi-regularly. She wants you to shapeshift into a tiger, so she can cuddle you and not worry about how you might bite her. She loves bear y/n, because she gets to tie ribbons in your fur. The only time Aerith had an issue was when she asked you to change into her, and then she got freaked out.
Tifa thinks it's pretty cool, and useful for fighting. It reminds her of old anime she used to watch! She wants you to shapeshift into a talking metal bat so badly, so that she can hit enemies with you... She only yields when you tell her you will, in fact, still feel pain on impact. Sometimes, she has you change into other people so that she can play dress-up. Somewhere in the world, there's a picture of you changed into Cid, and you have him dressed like a 70's heartthrob.
M!Reader : Do I want too though? I mean don't get me wrong I'm really happy my leg is healed, but these couple of weeks tifa and I have been having the best days...
M!Reader : She spoils me, always gets my favourite snacks, always there by my side and not to mention always chat with me everyday...
1 Week later
[Tifa enters Y/N's room]'
M!Reader : Hey tifa! What's up!
Tifa : ......
M!Reader : Umm... Something wrong?
Tifa : Explain....
M!Reader : .....
[Y/N starts panicking]'
M!Reader : Ha-haha e-explain what?
[Tifa holds Y/N's "Broken leg"]'
M!Reader : .....
[Y/N sighs in defeat]
M!Reader : How did you find out?
Tifa : I saw you walking to the refrigerator this morning....
Tifa : I'm not mad.... Well I probably should, unless you have a good reason....
M!Reader : Let me explain....
5 Minutes later
[Tifa sits beside Y/N]'
M!Reader : That's why I faked it... Because these couple of weeks with you have been the best weeks of my life... The affection you give me and not to mention the time we've binge watched my favorite show.... I'm really sorry tifa I just-!!!?!?
[Sees tifa starts tearing up]
M!Reader : Di-did I say something rude?! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry! I just-
Tifa : N-no it's not that
[Tifa weeps her tears]'
Tifa : That was just so... Sweet! I mean yes faking your leg still broken was pretty messed up
M!Reader : i know 💧╥_╥
Tifa : But.. I get what you're trying to say, these couple of weeks have been so much fun for me too... Do.... Do you wanna do these things again sometimes?
[Tifa starts Blushing]'
M!Reader Blushing : Yeah! I would love too!
Tifa : C-Cool!
[Tifa kiss Y/N's cheek making Y/N blushes redder]
Tifa : But seriously.... Don't fake your leg still broken again, even though you faked it only for a week I was still really worried about you...
