Tifa and I

dragonrazor

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This is not a Final Fantasy 7 rp.....however, it does use Tifa

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Darin Stormrunner stood quietly outside a large building. He had inherited it, but on one condition. He had to meet some woman who was taking care of it. He had no idea what to expect, but he knew it was ridiculous. He was already irritated by the fact that said woman wasn't even at the mansion yet. He had been waiting four hours, and she hadn't arrived. He leaned against his truck, sighing. He had brought all of his stuff, filling an entire trailer being hauled by his four-door supercab. Suddenly, as he was starting to doze off, he heard the sound of a motorcycle. It startled him awake, and he looked around, finally spotting a black custom chopper with a single rider wearing a helmet.

OOC: looking for a Tifa <<
 
I knew I was late, but other matters had to be dealt with. My shoulder stung a bit from the scruffle I had just gotten away from and I was eager to get back to the mansion and patch myself up. There was a slight tear on my t-shirt Besides, someone was to arrive that day and stay for a while. I brushes my shirt off and put my helmet on as I set off on my bike. After a short ride I pulled into the half-arc driveway that led to the house, and leaning against a pickup truck was what I assumed to be the driver. I guess I woke him up because when I pulled up he kind of stood up quickly.

"Hello." I said and bowed slightly as I greeted the man. "Please excuse me for being late." I finished placing my helmet on the bike and smiling as best I could and extending my hand to my guest.

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(I assume I'll be wearing the normal clothes Tifa wears I.e. the grey shirt and mini-skirt)
 
Darin raised an eyebrow, looking the young woman up and down. She was hot, and he briefly wondered if she was lost. When she introduced herself as the person he was waiting for, he blinked. She extended her hand to him, and he slowly raised his and took it. He raised her hand to his lips, and kissed it gently, before letting it fall. He stood up straight, and looked at the mansion. "So, um. Why did my grandmother leave me this big old place?"
 
I extended my hand but he didn't take it at first. He glanced at it and then glanced up and down my entire body. I held back a blush but it came out as he took my hand and kissed it. A romantic, I thought to myself.

"So, um. Why did my grandmother leave me this big old place?"

"Maybe she figured you could do something with it. There are plenty of rooms and baths. But I think you're capable of exploring the place by yourself once we get inside." We both headed up the steps and entered inside.

"My name is Tifa, by the way." I watched him glance around a bit before he turned his attention back to me.
 
Darin let her lead him up the stairs, busy examining the place, in order to keep from staring at her arse in the black skirt. He'd already developed a throbbing erection from his first look at her, and he figured he'd need to make it go away fast, so he concentrated on other things. As she introduced herself, he smiled slightly. "Darin Stormrunner. This place is beautiful, actually. I can't believe she left me this place. Um, are you the caretaker?"
 
"Darin Stormrunner. This place is beautiful, actually. I can't believe she left me this place. Um, are you the caretaker?"

"Stormrunner? Not familiar with that name. But yes, this place is beautiful, and I suppose I'm the caretaker. I've been here for a while and I keep the place up. Do you want to take your stuff in now or do you have other questions?"
 
Darin blinked, realizing his stuff was still in the trailer. He nodded slowly, then started to go back down to start unloading it. "Probably a good idea, yeah."
 
I watched him stare blankly for a second, and then snapped out of it as if he had an idea. He headed back out to his truck and trailer and I just looked puzzled. So he didn't have any questions and he apparently wanted to get unsettled first. Shrugging my shoulders I went out and stood in the doorway as he stood and opened his doors.

"I need to get something, but I'll be outside to help in just a second." I called out before disappearing inside and finding the medicine cabinet. I reached in and pulled out a bandage and soon had patched myself up. I had stepped back into the hall as he had lugged up the stairs some of his personal items.
I smiled politely at him as I made my way past him and outside, waiting for him to come back to see what I could do to help.
 
Darin started moving his boxes. He had a box under each arm, and several bags over his shoulder, as he moved up the stairs. He'd figured the rooms would be huge, so he could probably fit most of his stuff in one room. He smiled, nodding at Tifa as she went past him. Once he had made his way upstairs, he picked a room, finding it decorated in rich wood and thick luxurious carpet. He looked around, to make sure it wasn't her room, then moved his boxes in, and set them down. He'd go through the bags and boxes later, best to get everything inside first.
 
I didn't want to just help myself to his stuff, but I figured he was taking his time so I grabbed several boxes and picked them up, setting them next to the truck and grabbed a few more boxes, and loose bags out and also set them aside.

He sure had a lot of stuff, I thought to myself. I picked up several bags and held a box in my other arm as I made my way inside. I caught him coming down the stairs.

"You sure do have a lot of stuff. Did you find a room?" I asked.
 
Darin headed back downstairs, seeing Tifa walking towards him with a box and a bag under her arms. He smiled, then nodded at her question. "The room with the oak panelling and blue carpet." He stepped around her, and went out to grab some more boxes, picking them up under each arm and carrying them towards the door again.
 
I stopped briefly to listen to what room he chose.

"The room with the oak panelling and blue carpet." he said as he soon made his way back outside. I headed up the stairs and found the room he was talking about. I dropped the stuff off and sat down on the vacant bed in the room, and took a quick glance at things. He did have a lot of things. Well it was a big room so he'd fill it up at least. I looked towards the doorway as he carried the last of his stuff inside. He dropped his boxes on the ground and looked semi-tired.

"Too heavy for you?" I quirked at him. I winced slightly as I remembered my shoulder hurt, even with the bandages. But the pain went away as I realized I was suddenly very hungry. I wrapped my arms around my stomach, leaned forward, and giggled.

"Heh, excuse me. I'm famished." I smiled. "Want me to make some food?" I offered.
 
Darin nodded. He had brought up everything from the trailer except the furniture and games he had brought. He'd check and see if he could put those in the basement. Of course, if the basement was big enough, he might move everything down there. He never did like the second floor.

"Food would be a good idea. Something italian? No mushrooms or shellfish though."
 
"Well, I think I can make something. Do you like spaghetti? That shouldn't be too hard to make." I thought to myself about the food that was in the kitchen.

"Yeah, I can do that. But it's up to you. Is that Italian enough for you? Oh! It'll take some time to make, so help yourself to a drink and settle yourself in. The bath is all set, I prepared it earlier for myself but you can go first. I just need to change first. I'll see you downstairs later then." I bowed as I stepped outside and headed off.
 
Darin nodded, then stretched, and decided to check the basement first. He headed down the stairs after her, watching her for a second. Once at the bottom of the steps, he turned around, and looked around for a door to the basement, finding it under the steps near the hallway to the kitchen. He opened the door, and turned on the light, then descended slowly, to find a large, highceilinged basement. He grinned, then started to look around. The basement had several rooms, including one he could set up his TV and video games in. He nodded, realizing it would need a couch. He'd have to go upstairs and bring something down, or maybe buy something at the furniture store in the local town. He walked into the kitchen, then rooted through the refrigerator for a bottle of juice, opened it, and took a sip before heading back upstairs. He stopped at the door to the kitchen, and turned to look at her.

"Change of plans, moving things down to the basement. It looks much more comfortable, though I may have to buy a bed and couch."
 
"Change of plans, moving things down to the basement. It looks much more comfortable, though I may have to buy a bed and couch." he said as he came up from the basement. I nodded slightly.

"Well then you can start moving things while I make dinner for us. I hope you don't mind sir but I was going to shower before we eat. These clothes are a bit scruffy at any rate." I tugged my shirt slightly off my body to prove my point. "But I shall let you know when everything is set." I bowed again slightly and started to turn.

"Oh, I believe you don't have to worry about furniture. On the desk next to you is a key, which opens the garage. You should find some furniture that was left to you out there. I believe you'll find a bed as well." I smiled again.
 
Darin blinked, picking up the key, then smiled, and headed out to the garage. He would have to calm himself as her pulling her shirt away from her body had given him another raging hardon. He shook his head, and unlocked the garage, looking around. Settling on a large wooden bedframe and mattress for his bedroom, and a futon, entertainment center, and coffee table for the gameroom, he smiled, and started carrying them, one piece at a time, into the house and down into the basement. Once he had all the pieces downstairs, he put them together quickly, and then went back up to get his tv and other stuff from the truck. He carried them down one at a time, and set them in place, before coming back up for the boxes. He descended the steps repeatedly, taking roughly an hour and a half to get everything done.

He arranged everything as he wanted them, adding a few lamps from the garage, and then came back upstairs. He went up to check and see if she was out of the shower, as he himself needed one. He was covered in sweat from his labors, but he was satisfied about his living space. Of course, he still had to come up with an idea of what to do with all the space in the house.
 
He smiled at me and quickly grabbed the key and walked away. I shrugged again and went my own way. I didn't see him for quite some time as I went about my tasks. I set everything out to prepare for dinner, but I figured I'd wash first and then start cooking. I grabbed a spare set of clothing and headed off towards the bath. Boy did I need one. I closed the door behind me and started the water. I took off my clothes and stepped into the warm water, slowly lowering myself into the tub as the warm water slowly rose up my body and rested just slightly midway my chest. I let my head rest against the edge and stared off at the ceiling. I sighed before washing myself and scrubbing clean.

I changed into my new clothes, which happened to be the same ones as before only they were cleaner. I dried my hair and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Well, time to get cooking." I giggled slightly as I headed off.
 
Darien was about to knock on the door to the bathroom when it opened on him. There Tifa was, wearing a clean outfit. Of course, without her jacket, there was nothing to hide how goodlooking she was. He was immediately rockhard again, and he barely managed to have the sense to step out of her way. He was glad he was wearing baggy pants, or she might have noticed.
 
I passed Darien as I went out the door and down the hallway. He stumbled slightly as I moved passed him and I paused to turn around.

"Are you ok?" I asked.
 
Darien blinked, turning to look at her slowly. His eyes travelled slowly up her body to meet her gaze. He tried to think of anything to say, but he couldn't, so he just shrugged.
 
Tifa glanced up at his face and noticed that he was sweating a bit. A good shower would do some good, she figured.

"The water is very warm, and there are some towels in the closet, if you haven't brought your own." I smiled at him before heading downstairs. I saw him checking me out before I left and as I was leaving, and I giggled to myself. Men, they're all the same. They see something good and their minds wander. As I was walking down the steps I visualized his body in the bath and the water sliding downward... Ugh, I said. Stop thinking such things. You have cooking to work on.

(zip)

I finished cooking and dinner was all set. I walked into the furnished dining room and set up our plates. It wasn't a very large table, but it was big enough to comfortably seat a small party. I sat his plate opposite mine, and walked back in to get the food. Darien He was leaning against the doorway leading into the kitchen and yawned.

"Hello, dinner is all ready." I bowed to him again and pointed to the dining room. "We'll be eating there."
 
Darien nodded, then walked over and took a seat. He had washed up quickly, and felt a lot better. He smiled, then started to eat, relishing the food. He watched her as he ate, his mind wandering over her body. He started to get a raging hardon again, but this time he wasn't wearing baggy pants to conceal it. She'd know the moment he stood up what he thought of her. He tried his best to make conversation.

"So how long have you been here?"
 
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