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His back slamming into the wall is the only thing Cloud's spinning head can focus on - besides the nimble tongue slipping past his lips and the feel of Tifa's body pressed against his, her arms hooked around his thighs, wrapping his legs around her waist, making sure he was fully secure in her hold. His arms snaking around her neck to brace himself.
The mercenary has a quick thought of hoping his pauldron hasn't scratched the wall, he'd hate to mess up her nice bar, but every coherent thought is swept from his head when Tifa sucks on his bottom lip. A soft whine rising up his throat - only to be swallowed down by Tifa's questing mouth as she kissed him, hard. Soft lips sliding over Cloud's expertly. A hand daring to release his thigh and come to tangle in the short hair at the nape of his neck as she shifted his weight to rest on an arm under his ass.
Tongue dipping in and out of parted lips in a sinful tease that had him craving more.
Cloud feels overwhelmed and dizzy. Not even really reciprocating the kiss at this point. Head too fuzzy to think of anything other than 'holy shit' and 'Tifa is kissing me, Tifa is kissing me, Tifa is kissing me' on loop. Which is damn understandable because Tifa Lockhart is kissing him. Tifa whom he's had a crush on since forever. Tifa who he was so damn sure he had no chance with even since he had made SOLDIER. Or so he'd thought anyway.
She was proving him very wrong.
She was also melting his brain out of his ears with each sweep of her tongue. He was going to be a puddle of melted goo before much longer. He was ok with that. More than ok with that. He'd gladly be a melted, pliant, puddle for her if that's what she wanted. He'd do anything for Tifa. He wanted her to be happy.
She hums against his lips and gives his ass a squeeze that pulls a decidedly unmanly squeak from him. Something that makes her chuckle and give him another squeeze.
"Cutie." She rasps after breaking the kiss, her beautiful carmine eyes glittering with heat.
Cloud melts, tongue tied and flushed. He feels like he's dreaming. Like any moment he's going to wake up in his lumpy bed at Stargazer Heights - disappointed and flustered. (Like he has an embarrassing number of times already.)
"Cat got your tongue, Cloud?" Tifa teases, pressing him a bit harder against the wall, her biceps flexing.
The blond has to hold back a whimper. He likes how easily she can push him around, how she can pick him up like he doesn't weigh a thing. He doesn't doubt that she could pin him down and do whatever she wanted to him with ease… Gaia he really liked the sound of that. Probably way too much.
"Did I break you?"
Tifa sounds amused but Cloud can hear the minor tremor of worry in her tone. Shaking himself out of his, mildly embarrassing, post kiss haze he licks his lips and shakes his head no. He honestly doesn't have enough brain power to form words at the moment. He should probably try, though. Just to make Tifa feel better.
" 'M alright." He mumbles, voice as weak as he feels right now.
"Good," Tifa whispers, " 'Cause I'm not done with you yet."
The smirk on her face forces the whimper out of him before Cloud can even begin to stop it. She looks like she wants to eat him. Gaia he's not going to survive this. He's going to fly to pieces, expire. And he welcomes it. Wants it with every fiber of his being as Tifa shifts his weight and heads for the pinball elevator - her biceps flexing. The prospect of death had never been so sweet.