Final Fantasy VII: Taking a Break (Closed for Breath of Air and I)

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ooc: I'm obviously Cloud.

After the ordeal in Junon, where Cloud had to dress up as what he fought against, and again in the Shin-Ra Cargo Ship. ...Where, from what it seems, he saw Sephiroth. He really was alive. They fought a "part" of JENOVA, apparently. Many questions lingered, and needed answers.

But for now, all seemed well. They just arrived at the biggest vacation spot in the world, only other place that seems this big on tourism is Wutai, which changed because of the War. But that didn't really matter right now. Cloud's allies seemed thankful to have come up on this Tropical Paradise, and that's what matters for now.
 
((NVM. Am blind. Will follow thread and now smack self with a fish to wake up :p ))
 
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Tifa Lockheart

They were finally off that ship, away from that infernal creature that her want to gag. The change in scenery was almost mockingly strange - going from the gloomy innards of a hellish ship to this - Costa Del Sol - one of the most beautiful towns in all the world.

Their group made their way slowly into the city, pausing underneith the shade that a large bridge afforded them, right at the entrance to the town. Taking a breath, Tifa leaned against the the a post, looking about their motley group. Barret was looking his usual stern self, Aeris as peaceful and serene as always, Red XIII looking curious but somehow aloof, and then of course there was Cloud. The leader with so much on his mind, Tifa's girlhood crush. But more and more during this trip she found herself so much more attracted to him, so much more falling in love with him. But he always had eyes for Aeris. Sighing slightly, Tifa pulled absently at her tight cotton top which was sticking to her chest.

After a moment, she addressed Cloud. "So... what's the plan?"
 
Cloud shrugged as usual. "Haven't got a clue. We didn't get any word on which way Sephiroth may be headed..." He said sighing."This is about the time the Turks show up and screw up, but there's no sign of them, either." He said, laughing a little to himself.

Red XIII breathed a little more than usual. "I shall find some shade. The heat is drying my nose..." The red beast said before walking off.

Aeris on the other hand smiled and said: "Why don't we take a rest here then? I could go use a tan."
 
Tifa nodded, her eyes lingering on Aeris for a moment, before looking back to Cloud. "I like that idea... let's just, you know, take a break from it all for a week or something. Just relax. Sephiroth isn't going to miss us."

Barret sighed, rolling his eyes to the sky. He obviously disagreed with the idea of delaying the inevitable, but said nothing about it for once. "I'm going to look around this fucking place, see if there's any information."

With that he stomped off, and Tifa smiled at his receeding back. "Well, I think I'm going to go look at the inn, get us some rooms."
 
"I'll be heading down to the beach!" Aeris said, running off.

Cloud found himself alone and he shrugged. He walked into the town and looked around. Aeris was going down the steps to the beach, Barret entered the bar, Red XIII was sitting under some shade while playing with a soccer ball, and for a second, Cloud could have swore he heard a helicopter. He shrugged, and walked towards the inn.

Cloud entered and made note of the pool table. If they did decide to stay for the week, he could have a chance to play against Barret or Tifa. Something told him Aerith wasn't going to play, and it's not like Red XIII can.

He looked towards the inn keeper and saw Tifa.
 
The inn was certainly a nice one - in fact, probably the best one since Kalm. It was also very full up, with only three single rooms and one double available. Having no other real option, Tifa rented all three for a week. After handing over the gil, she turned and saw Cloud.

Walking over to him, a gentle smile played over her face. "Well, all they had were four rooms, three singles and one double. I guess it works out because there are five of us, but two of us will have to be in the same room." She paused, then suggested, "Maybe we should volunteer to take it...?"
 
Cloud shrugged. "If you want." He said. "I don't mind." He turned and looked out. "Better enjoy yourself now though. Things will be back to us going after Sephiroth once the week is through." He said, his mind once again wondering to the Silver haired Ex Soldier that appeared on the Cargo Ship.
 
How could he be so uncaring? Tifa could hardly stop thinking about him, and when she just suggested that they sleep in the same bed for a week, and he barely gave it a second thought. All he could think about was Sephiroth... it made Tifa want to kill him just so she could have all of Cloud's attention!

"Yeah... yeah..." She said absently, watching his handsome features. "Well, I'm going to go look at our room... and I think I'll take a shower, I need one." With that she walked away, swaying her hips slightly, and went up the stairs.
 
Cloud looked at her walk off, sensing from that he maybe should not have mentioned Sephiroth. But it really... After all that man has done. It's nearly impossible to keep him out of his mind. He now sat by the pool table, waiting for Tifa to finish. It's not like he had anything to do.
 
Unlocking their room, Tifa stepped inside. Though somewhat small and compact, it was very comfortable indeed. A good-sized double bed was the main feature, with expensive looking sheets, but they also had the comfort of both a fireplace and a large bay window.

"No wonder it was so expensive..." Tifa murmured as she peered into the bathroom. A small window near the ceiling lit the room, which had only a sink and a bathtub. After turning on the warm water and letting it run, Tifa stripped off her dirty clothes, depositing them on the floor. After a few moments, she slipped into the warm water, murmuring a sigh of delight.

As she lay there, her thoughts drifted back to Cloud. Oh, what she would do just for his love... His handsome face, strong muscular body... Slowly, her hand moved down between her legs, slowly rubbing herself as she thought more and more about him.

Many minutes and many stifled moans later, Tifa stepped out of the tub, dryed off and put on some new clothes, then made her way back downstairs - feeling refreshed.
 
Cloud got up at the sight of Tifa. He looked at her from her feet to her face. "You look great." He wanted to say. He did, but it came out with a throaty voice.

Clearing his throat, He walked towards her. "So, what do you want to do? We have a whole week of peace."
 
Tifa blushed slightly at his compliment. Did he really just say that? A glance around showed that no one else was around, he had to have meant her. And what was with that voice? It certainly wasn't his normal one...

She smiled slightly, murmuring a thanks for his compliment. It felt slightly awkward to be standing with him, when only ten minutes ago she had been moaning his name as she pleasured herself.

"Oh, I dunno. We could go to the beach of course... The innkeeper told me they usually have dances in the Bar Del Sol every night, so we could do that. There's the pool table too..."
 
"Well, it's getting dark. Doesn't seem right to go for a swim at night, does it?" Cloud said, doing his usual shrug.

"The bar sounds great. Although, I'd much rather have one of your drinks at 7th Heav..." Cloud stopped. He'd nearly forgotten. The pillar fell atop Sector 7, destroying Tifa's bar.
 
Tifa's face tautened somewhat, but that was the only response she made to the mention of her livelihood being destroyed. It was a long time ago - may as well have been another life, just like her childhood in Nibleheim with the old Cloud.

She smiled somewhat sadly, shrugging. "Well, I think you've missed the train for that, as it were.' But Tifa's indominable spirit couldn't be held down for long, and she perked up quickly. "So, shall we go then? I think I can hear the music...."
 
Cloud smirked, then shrugged the smirk off. "Alright. Let's go."

The two headed out towards the bar. There, already, Barret was found drinking and talking with the bartender. Past that, there was a few dancing to some music that matched the appearence of this town.
 
Tifa's face lit up as they entered the bar. It was just the kind of thing she loved. Where as 7th Heaven was sometimes a gloomy and dark place, the Bar Del Sol was bright, cheery, and upbeat. A few couples were out dancing to the music, and Tifa couldn't help but smirk when she noticed Barret making friends with the bartender - a couple drinks in front of him already.

Who knows what Aeris or Red XIII were up to, but now she only had thought for Cloud. Before he could even make a move to sit at the bar, or do anything else, Tifa took his hand and pulled him towards the throng of people dancing.

"Come on - let's dance!"
 
"Huh!?" Cloud let out as she grabbed his hand towards the dancers. "T-Tifa!"

Once they reached the dance floor, and Tifa began to dance Cloud scratched the back of his head in embaressment. "Tifa... I... I don't know how to dance." He said, shrugging.

"They never taught us in SOLDIER."
 
Tifa's laugh was like the tinkling of bells. "Oh, they taught you how to swing a sword and cast spells and everything else you'd ever need to do, but they didn't teach you how to dance? I'll have to fix that then!"

Grinning, she took his hand and placed it firmly around her waist, taking his other in her own. Very close to him, she steered him gently but firmly, gradually amping up the tempo as he got used to it. With every movement her full breasts brushed against his chest, and Tifa couldn't help but enjoy every moment of it.
 
Cloud began to sweat while dancing. He never sweat swinging his enormous sword, but this was different. Tifa was really really close to him right now.

He had half a mind to give up and just walk away right then, but he didn't want to end Tifa's fun. He tried to smile along with her, but even as he got used to it, he couldn't help but have trouble with their bodies being so close together.
 
Gradually that fast paced song came to an end. Tifa broke away from Cloud, smiling and slightly flushed. To be perfectly honest, Cloud wasn't a good dancer at all. Maybe it was because that had been such a complex dance, but in any case Tifa still enjoyed it just because it was him.

A moment later, the doors open and a large group of people entered, filling up the room and diminishing the space considerably. At the same time, the band started up once more, and this song was even faster and more intense.

"I'll show you a different one now," Tifa said, grinning, "It's much easier."

She faced away from him, then pressed her back to his chest. Taking his hands, she placed them on her waist and left her hands light on top of his. They were crowded around by people they didn't know, and Tifa couldn't help the way she began to dance with him - grinding her shapely ass against his crotch.
 
"T-Tifa...?" The way she was dancing aroused Cloud, but she never did anything like this.

Then again, he wasn't with her for so long. He just went to Midgar recently before the Reactor 1 Mission, and only by luck he met up with her. Cloud shook his head. He hated remembering things. Especially since his memory is so fuzzy.

Before his mind came back on the dancing, his cock was slowly hardening from Tifa. He couldn't help but breath a little heavier as she ground her ass against him.
 
Tifa smirked slightly to herself as Cloud stuttered her name in surprise, but she didn't respond. All she could think about was how much she was enjoying this, finally having the opportunity to have Cloud to herself without any of the others around, to express herself to him.

She couldn't see his expression, but she could feel him breathing harder and - Oh my God - was she really feeling that against her ass? Pulling his arms around him a bit more tightly, she ground her ass firmly against his crotch, feeling his cock lightly against her ass - it was making her wet already...
 
Cloud blinked several times at Tifa's odd behavior, and she wasn't letting go. He wondered what she was thinking right now, but what she was doing did feel good.

"Tifa..." He whispered her name to her, as the crowd were around, also dancing. "What are you..." He sighed deeply from the grinding. "What are you doing?" He asked, clearly confused with this.
 
Figuring she couldn't exactly smoothly ignore this, Tifa turned around and put her arms around his neck, still moving with the beat. She moved her right leg between his legs and her left leg on the side of his right, somewhat stradling his leg. Her skirt rode up a fraction as she pressed against him.

"What's the matter? You're not having fun?" She asked. "Because I am... We're just dancing, no one cares, and no one we know is watching..."
 
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