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Tifa was increasingly becoming annoyed with Cloud as the morning wore on into the early afternoon. Just yesterday, the man had insisted that she close her bar for the next three days. He then took those same days off from his delivery work and asked Barret to look after Denzel during that time as well. Marlene had now been back living with Barret for some time.
Their friend owned a moderately sized, three bedroom house that he had purchased with the oil field royalties that he earned from his work with Cid. The place was located merely a handful of blocks away from the couple's bar and living residence. A convenience that made child raising easier for them all. Whenever a situation arose, they simply swapped baby sitting favors back and forth. Although, both Marlene and Denzel were now reaching an age of no longer needing constant adult super vision, but not for three whole days.
So basically, Cloud and Tifa were alone in their home and would be for the next few days. She had thought that these arrangements were so they could spend time together, but…no. Cloud was spending the morning holed up in their bedroom with the door shut, and had forbade her from entering HER…OWN…ROOM. That morning, he had woken her up, handed her a cup of coffee, and all but threw her out the door with a shove. He then informed Tifa that she was not allowed to come in until he said so before slamming the door shut. She blinked at the closed slab of wood that now blocked the path to her warm bed. Still in a foggy daze from her abrupt wake up call, she sipped her complimentary caffeine and then spit it back out into the mug while no one was looking. It was terribly bitter. Cloud must have made it.
As midday came and went, Tifa had now spent half the day still in her pajamas, unable to change into regular clothes. She had also made and ate both breakfast and lunch completely alone. The woman was starting to fume. Why had she even bothered closing her bar if it meant just sitting around by herself?
Tifa decided she had had enough of waiting after finishing her lunch. She dumped the dishes in the sink to deal with later and stomped up the stairs. But before she could even knock on their bedroom door, Cloud cracked it open. He then deftly slid out of that door crack in a way that prevented Tifa from being able to see inside. “I was just about to come get you,” he smirked. It was clear from his suspiciously timely behavior that he must have sensed her coming up. He then made an "after you" type gesture and waited for her to enter.
Looking at his excited expectancy in that moment, Tifa started to feel more conflicted. She didn’t know whether or not she wanted to step into the room and discover what he had done or stand there and continue to glare at him. Somewhat confused by her hesitancy and prickly demeanor, Cloud walked around behind her and proceeded to nudge his girlfriend through the door.
At first, there was only darkness. With her eyes adjusting, she quickly realized that the windows had been blacked out. As the young woman’s bare feet stepped in further, they felt a soft padding beneath them. Something about it made the ground shift awkwardly. As shapes within the room began to form much more clearly, she then observed that the entire floor was covered with layers of blankets and occasional pillows. Their furniture had been completely moved over to one side of the room, creating a decent sized clearing for all the bedding to be laid about. But what made Tifa gasp was that Cloud had set up a projector in the windowsill, which displayed a galaxy of stars across their normally blank expanse of ceiling. She walked further in and admired how their bedroom was now filled with the night sky.
The room darkened even more as Cloud shut the door behind them. Tifa then felt his body press along her back as he put his hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. But before she could turn around and begin to reciprocate the affection, he placed something black and silken over her eyes…a blindfold? She felt the rough leather of his glove slide her long ebony hair over her shoulder, exposing the side of neck. Her heart fluttered a little as his lips then caressed the exposure, followed by the sweeping tip of his tongue all the way up until he nibbled her earlobe. Meanwhile, his gloved fingers skittered Tifa’s stomach, waste, and finally teased the bottom of her shirt. All of these sensations became heightened in her lack of ability to see as Cloud gave these tiny, intimate massages.
When she felt Cloud fully grab at the bottom hemline of her top, Tifa raised her arms in assistance towards its removal, only to find that he was painfully slow about it. From the way his hands were positioned as they slid up her toned tummy, Tifa knew that he was now standing in front of her. As his clothed palms moved her pajama top further upward, they made sure to stroke her full breasts and slightly twirl at her now peaking nipples. This act caused Tifa to lean into them with a beginning whimper, attempting to increase the pressure. While Cloud’s hands pinched and rubbed at Tifa’s chest, his lips and tongue were loving her navel and she felt his teeth occasionally bit at her waist band. It was as though he was considering pulling her pants down with those pearly whites of his.
Growing somewhat impatient, Tifa yanked her shirt the rest of the way over her arms and tossed it to the side. “You took too long,” she chided jokingly. Cloud puffed a soft laugh into her belly button and then moved his mouth back upward until Tifa felt its welcome wetness close around her areola. As he began to suck, her back arched into him as her whimper transformed into a moan that grew faster and louder as he pleasured her. In desperation, she gripped Cloud’s shoulders and hair, fighting to maintain her balance. She then felt his gloves back on her stomach and hips as they removed her pants and underwear much more quickly than her shirt. He then kissed up and down her legs. Now that she was fully naked before him, Cloud was teasing all around her core, but never hitting the target.
Then suddenly, just as he had worked her into a frustrated frenzy, all touching was gone. She now stood there completely exposed and gasping from her unfulfilled high, wondering as to why things had stopped. Tifa blushed mildly as she realized that she could feel some of her wetness on her thighs. This whole arrangement, that Cloud had put so much work into, was making her into a stimulated mess.
Until two hands grabbed her shoulders and pushed her until her back gently hit against the cold wall. Tifa gave a surprised yelp at the quickness of the movement. Cloud had yet to remove a single piece of clothing. Those rough leather fingers began making their way down until they found her clit and started to twirl themselves in a small circle over it. Finally beginning to experience some genuine euphoria for her arousal, she released a cry of guttural elation and felt her internal cord tighten as she began the building climb. Cloud’s other hand found her cheek and he pressed his forehead against hers. “I’m going to eat your cunt until you make a mess over the both of us and then fuck you until you scream in happiness,” he whispered. Tifa shuddered at the image his words provoked. But then, he disappeared again, taking all loving sensation away.
At this point, Tifa felt herself become somewhat angry. The jerk! As his punishment, she was unsure whether to pin him down and ride him in order to seek out her own selfish release or simply just kill him. Until she heard a couple thuds of something being dropped against the floor. It sounded like heavy rubber…Cloud’s boots maybe? “Come find me” he instructed.
Unsure of what exactly he was planning, Tifa decided to comply. She stretched her arms out and began to walk forward. While shambling there cautiously, the woman tripped on one of the pillows, causing her to land on her hands and knees upon the soft blankets. Confused and on all fours, Tifa barely had time to figure out what was going on before she felt a playful SMACK on the right side of her ass. It was followed by a mischievous chuckle. All at once, she then realized why the floor had been covered in all of this bedding. They were purposeful tripping hazards that wouldn’t harm her as she stumbled around like an idiot. Yup…she was going to kill him.
She then heard something else drop to the floor. Whatever it was, it was made of cloth and didn’t make much noise as it hit the ground. Tifa began straining her hearing listening for more sounds that would give him away when she suddenly felt one of Cloud’s bare hands pinch her left nipple. In response, she swung in an attempt to grab her spikey, blonde-haired culprit, only to feel air through her arm.
Plop! More clothing fell to the floor. “Having trouble?” Cloud teased.
Tifa stopped, stood up and faced the direction of his voice with her arms crossing her chest. “Be nice or I won’t play anymore,” she scolded. In response, lips pressed a kiss to her bare bottom and Tifa let out a squeak in surprise. She spun around on instinct and this time accidentally clipped what felt like the side of his head. Tifa heard a pained grunt. “Are you okay?” Tifa asked with worry. Cloud then burst out in laughter and she smiled. He was clearly just fine. More leather garments dropped.
While approaching that last sound, she tripped again. Once more on all fours, the now bare skin of his hand instantly placed itself on her back just below the shoulder blades, keeping her gently pinned in that position. If she had wanted to, it would have been easy enough to roll out of this prone pose, but she was curious. Her intrigue was rewarded as his other hand began to caress lower and lower along her spine. Craggy fingertips then explored and tingled her anal cleft before at last finding her labia. They started with rubbing the outer lips. “What would you like me to do to you? I’ll do anything,” he stated coaxingly. Unable to focus long enough to give a reply, Tifa whimpered as he eventually inserted his fingers into her and aggressively massaged inside her until she became severely wet again. As Cloud pumped, she rested her head against the floor, enjoying the ride and anticipating the peak as the pleasure grew and grew.
But, before she could cum, he slid them out and kissed her cheek, then disappeared once more. Feeling his absence, Tifa rolled to her back and laid there. Her breathing was labored, her thighs damp, and her nipples were peaked. While she couldn't see, it also wasn't difficult to imagine that her pupils were blown and her skin was beautifully flushed. A few seconds later, she heard, “It tastes good when I lick you off of my fingers.” He whispered it like a confession.
From there, he continued teasing, but Cloud was done with mere play. No longer was he spanking, pinching, and making sexy little promises or jokes. Now, he was licking, stroking, and even occasionally just briefly inserting into her, all to deliciously disastrous results. Tifa beamed and even giggled with aroused hysteria as she fell over and was given affection and love for it. At this point, more than a few times, she had tumbled on purpose. Even with the blindfold, Tifa had now long acquired a good enough sense of things to maintain her balance if she really wanted to. But of course, she wasn’t about to tell Cloud that and risk getting less attention. He probably already suspected as much anyway.
Time was weird in this state. Between the blindfold and the darkened room, Tifa had no idea how long she had been kept in this condition. She was a mess from prolonged foreplay and want of climax. Her hair was in tangles, her skin was slightly sweaty, and various areas on her body were wet and hard from being extensively stroked. Since she knew that Cloud had to be watching her from somewhere along the edge of the room, Tifa thought about languishing along the bedding and touching herself. Doing so would have provided the dual enjoyment of finally allowing her to orgasm, while giving him an alluring visual to REALLY gawk at. Although she had admittedly adored this charming game that her boyfriend came up with, Tifa truly was growing tired of the excessive teasing.
As she stood up from her latest fall, Tifa felt Cloud grab her from behind. He placed his arms around her tummy, holding her back flush against his own naked stomach. Breathing together with their hearts fluttering, she felt his bare chest, his legs, and his erection down the entire length of her form. She sighed contentment from at last being able to indulge in the feel of all of him upon her. “I love you,” he breathed into her shoulder blade. Tifa exhaled happiness at those words, hearing them was a rare and privileged pleasure coming from him.
Cloud then took her hand and gently guided her through the playful obstacle course all the way to a pile of pillows that sat in waiting. She splayed herself across them like a cat in sunbeam, enjoying this moment of spoiled luxury. Tifa couldn’t remember this pile existing when she had first entered the reconfigured room. Had Cloud been moving them around all this time while messing with her?
At this point with laying there, Tifa was more than ready for him to deliver on what he had promised at the start of this fun little game, to go down on her and fuck her senseless. Placing her hands above her head, she purposefully elongated her body and wantonly spread her legs apart. In her mind, she imagined soft, beautiful aquamarine eyes gazing down at her in hunger, a lowly servant about to touch a goddess. Tifa relished that look of his for how precious it made her feel within the world.
Lounging there, she sensed tender hands begin to stroke her thighs until his fingers interlaced with her own on her left hand. Then, there was a chaste peck to her left knee before at long last, her head bent back as she felt his tongue. "Uh!" Tifa moaned out as Cloud started with her folds. With the moving up and down of that muscular organ, Tifa shuddered and her guttural sounds increased in volume from the attention’s wake. She inhaled deeply as his tongue slid into her and Tifa’s right hand moved to stroke through blonde spikes in appreciation. But, she quivered a little at the knowledge that he was intentionally avoiding her clit. “Haven’t you made me wait long enough?” she complained, wanting to curse at him a little.
In response to her clear need, Cloud suddenly placed his lips around the small nub and sucked, nearly causing Tifa to buck into his face with shock as over 10,000 nerve fibers electrified their ecstasy into her body. Cloud’s mouth stayed there sucking while his tongue licked his reactive and rewarding sweet. He smiled as her moans, gasps, and whines became uncontrolled. Had someone else been inside the house, they might have been able to hear her.
Tifa contracted and contorted as a welcomed build rose within her body. The coil along her stomach grew tight and her mouth hung open in the wordless euphoria of her personal, unnamed paradise. However, it wasn’t enough. She felt herself become irritable as she hung there high, and yet was unable to reach the yearned for pinnacle. Sensing her need, Cloud unlaced his right hand from her and inserted his fingers inside. The surprise of it caused Tifa to wail. His seeking digits searched within until they found the right spot inside her vagina. They massaged her deeply and soothingly, while his mouth continued to send bolts through her core. These dual pleasures merged through her. They danced together, eliciting a happiness that became better and better until finally…she was able to utterly and completely burst with orgasm. Despite the darkness, Tifa's vision went white as stars exploded inside. Their waves washed over and within her body one right after another. Through it all, Cloud kept going as though he was keeping tally of her number of peaks and trying to achieve a high score. Finally, she collapsed and glowed, completely blissed out in a breathing puddle of unbelievable relaxation.
Though somewhat delirious, Tifa noticed that Cloud stopped and left her for a few moments. Just as she started to think about missing his intimacy and touch, he crawled his way back up to her, initiating kisses as he went along. The kisses that he made on her abs and peaks left lines of Tifa’s own slick upon her beautiful form. When he finally relaxed on top, Cloud grunted his triumph into the crook of her neck. “Yes!”
“Be nice,” she chided with a giggle. That small scold rewarded her with an apologetic peck on the cheek.
A smile came across her entire face as she felt the head of Cloud’s erection briefly massage her folds before easily inserting itself inside of her. Her mouth released a contented sigh as Tifa welcomed the familiar calming fullness of him. And as he began to move in and out, she threw her arms around his neck in order to bring him just a little bit closer as she felt a new ascension. This one was much more languorous than the last.
Feeling him, Tifa imagined the image of the stars that had been across the bedroom’s ceiling. She even pictured herself being able to reach up and grasp them in her hands. When his pace quickened and his grunts increased, she knew that he was getting close. In response, she moved one of her arms and began touching herself in time with his thrusts. It wasn't long after that before her whole body shuddered and her mouth flung open noiselessly as she came in another, much smaller orgasm. Her peak was followed closely by his own.
They laid there in an exhausted connection for a couple of minutes before he rolled off of her. She could hear him breathing heavily as he then panted out a “Come here.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her into a cuddle, before removing her blindfold. Tifa blinked at first as her vision started out fuzzy and got back into focus. Once she could see correctly again, she relaxed along his body and stared up at the night sky ceiling. He lazily played with her long hair while she lightly stroked soft circles around his chest and stomach with her fingertips.
“Well, that was definitely different, but weren’t you going to make me ‘scream my happiness?’” she goaded.
Cloud looked at her and smirked. “I could fix that,” he said trailing fingers southerly before Tifa playfully smacked his hand. As much fun as this had been, she was done for a while. He chuckled, a sound rarely heard outside of these moments which made it all the more wonderful when she did.
“Cloud, can we keep the room like this while everyone is gone?” Tifa asked, feeling a little hopeful and romantic in the moment.
“Well, that was kind of what I had in mind.” he replied, while giving her an amused look. He then added in admittance, “This took a while to set up."
This time Tifa was the one to laugh as she thought about how frustrated that had made her in the morning. She looked back up at the ceiling and pointed to it. “There’s Shiva about to perform Diamond Dust…and there’s Ifrit,” she stated pretending to see constellation forms within the projection.
He nodded in agreement before adding on to it, “You know there’s a legend about the stars. Two lovers became eternally separated by the girl’s father. As a god of the heavens, he literally put them at opposite ends of the night sky, and for only one day every year do they get to reunite. On that night, it’s said that your wishes are supposed to come true.”
Tifa turned to observe him more intensely. “What’s with you?” Cloud looked back at her in a sudden, mild panic over her question. “This was a lot of fun!” she said correcting his concern. “I’m just wondering why is all. You had both of us take off work, made arrangements for us to be alone, and then put all of this together.” Her arm waved to the direction of their blanketed bedroom in order to demonstrate her point.
Cloud turned his face away from her and blushed as though he had just been caught. He nervously moved his hand through blonde spikes and rubbed the back of his neck. “Well... I wasn’t going to do this yet, but…close your eyes.”
Tifa gave him a glazed-over look as she realized he was asking her to more or less be “blindfolded” again. But when he repeated with insistence, she obliged with a small huff. She felt a ruffling among the pillows as he got up from his spot beside her. After a few silent moments, she sensed him kneel back down next to her and began to feel something hard and flat press itself against her mouth. Yet, it also possessed a velvet texture that glided on her lips. This object playfully skittered its way down her neck and chest, until it at last was rested on her stomach. The surface that she could feel of the item was something like a small velvet square. After a light pressure and hearing a little POP, she felt Cloud clasp her left hand. At first he massaged and gently stroked her fingertips, even kissing them, before he turned her hand over so that her palm was facing up. He then placed something into it and Tifa's fingers closed around what seemed to be a small metal circle.
Tenderness was heard in his voiced as he told her, “You can open your eyes now."