BECAUSE NO ONE STAYS DEAD IN FF7 BUT ZACK AND AERIS! It's a rule. Look it up.
And now to flame you back, missy >O!
“Cloud, what are we doing out here?” Tifa shivered a bit as the cold wind whipped over the cliff.
He walked over to the rusted sword and touched it reverently. “I want to show you something… but you’ll have to believe.”
“Believe? Believe what?” She approached him as if that would give her the answer.
The blond smiled to himself, as if listening to a private joke, “That this is possible.”
“I don’t underst- …” A warm breeze, laden with flower petals and spring scents, cut her off. Stepping backwards, soft leaves brushed against her ankles as the whole world had gone white around her. “C-Cloud?”
“Don’t be afraid, Tifa.” Instead of the rough masculine voice she had expected, a soft giggle sounded behind her followed by a gentle hug.
She watched as a young man who had haunted her memories ruffled Cloud’s hair with relaxed smile, “We promise that we’re friendly ghosts, Miss Lockheart.”
Looking around her at this strange place between life and death, Tifa nodded and tried to not to cry.
Why you! Just because I flamed you repeatedly doesn't mean you should flame me back! Let's try a dose of your own medicine!
When Tifa walked into Aerith's church, the absolute last thing she expected to see was Cloud engaged in some very acrobatic sex with Aerith and Zack. For one thing, she'd kind of figured that if Cloud were to get over his angst enough to sleep with anyone, it'd be her. Second, last time she'd heard, Zack and Aerith were both dead, and that generally wasn't exactly something you recovered from.
"Um." Tifa was at a loss for words. She knew that she should probably leave them to their privacy, but she couldn't quite get past the shock to move.
Fortunately, before she did, Aerith saw her. One naked tackle hug later, and Tifa was on the ground with a surprisingly warm and breathing Aerith on top of her. "Tifa! I thought I'd never see you again!"
"Aerith?!"
"In the flesh! Do you want the explanations now or after the orgy?"
Tifa looked doubtfully at Cloud, currently fully engaged by Zack on his knees in front of him. Zack gave her a cheerful wave without disengaging his mouth. "After, I guess. I wouldn't want to interrupt anything."
Aerith kissed her thoroughly and Tifa gave herself up to being enthusiastically ravished.
And now to flame you back, missy >O!
“Cloud, what are we doing out here?” Tifa shivered a bit as the cold wind whipped over the cliff.
He walked over to the rusted sword and touched it reverently. “I want to show you something… but you’ll have to believe.”
“Believe? Believe what?” She approached him as if that would give her the answer.
The blond smiled to himself, as if listening to a private joke, “That this is possible.”
“I don’t underst- …” A warm breeze, laden with flower petals and spring scents, cut her off. Stepping backwards, soft leaves brushed against her ankles as the whole world had gone white around her. “C-Cloud?”
“Don’t be afraid, Tifa.” Instead of the rough masculine voice she had expected, a soft giggle sounded behind her followed by a gentle hug.
She watched as a young man who had haunted her memories ruffled Cloud’s hair with relaxed smile, “We promise that we’re friendly ghosts, Miss Lockheart.”
Looking around her at this strange place between life and death, Tifa nodded and tried to not to cry.
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Why you! Just because I flamed you repeatedly doesn't mean you should flame me back! Let's try a dose of your own medicine!
When Tifa walked into Aerith's church, the absolute last thing she expected to see was Cloud engaged in some very acrobatic sex with Aerith and Zack. For one thing, she'd kind of figured that if Cloud were to get over his angst enough to sleep with anyone, it'd be her. Second, last time she'd heard, Zack and Aerith were both dead, and that generally wasn't exactly something you recovered from.
"Um." Tifa was at a loss for words. She knew that she should probably leave them to their privacy, but she couldn't quite get past the shock to move.
Fortunately, before she did, Aerith saw her. One naked tackle hug later, and Tifa was on the ground with a surprisingly warm and breathing Aerith on top of her. "Tifa! I thought I'd never see you again!"
"Aerith?!"
"In the flesh! Do you want the explanations now or after the orgy?"
Tifa looked doubtfully at Cloud, currently fully engaged by Zack on his knees in front of him. Zack gave her a cheerful wave without disengaging his mouth. "After, I guess. I wouldn't want to interrupt anything."
Aerith kissed her thoroughly and Tifa gave herself up to being enthusiastically ravished.
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