Disclaimer: FF7 ain't mine.

Notes: Full version of Chapter 7 and a nod to Chapter 8. And if you caught another reference to one of my fics then bravo my dear friend.

his office

He should be working.

Honestly.

He still has a few more routes to finish. That tiny detour he took along his trip to Gongaga had taken some time to brand into his brain. And he had planned to finish another map this afternoon, especially because the kids aren't going to be home from school for three more hours.

When Marlene and Denzel return, he's sure that he's going to be spending time with them. Marlene would probably invite him to one of her tea parties again and Denzel, he would ask for an hour of sword training.

He glances at the gifts he brought back from his recent trip. A big Cactuar plushie for his daughter and a new wooden katana for his son.

Cloud pats the small box in his pocket, wondering about the right time to ask.

Perhaps this December? To symbolize their promise.

The gang would be here, so he'll have to pull her away for some privacy. Maybe he should blindfold her or something? Then, go down on one knee.

He ponders on it for a minute only for his eyes to go back to that corner in the room again.

The ex-Soldier lets out a sigh.

He really should be working...

He'd been looking forward to spending a calm night with his family, maybe even settle down with a bowl of popcorn and watch one of those animated movies the kids liked. He had pictured putting his feet up on their coffee table with Tifa leaning back on one arm and Marlene on the other while Denzel sits in his usual spot on the couch.

Yes, he had sourly missed this domesticated life.

So, when he came home this afternoon, his plan was to go right to work on that map and finish the calls he needed to make so he can be available for the rest of the day.

However, it turns out that he's never going to get any work done.

Not with his lovely "friend" looking like that.

The source of his distraction.

Tifa is arranging a few items in his room, humming a soft tune while she helps him get organized, bending over here and there. Kneeling down to pick up a few items off the floor- rolls of paper that lay in disarray when he tried to find the right size for his little project.

Cloud doesn't really mind when she does this.

Appreciates it a lot in fact.

Still.

Right now, he blames her for his inability to concentrate.

Because.

Tifa Lockhart is currently walking around his office, in the tiniest booty shorts he's ever seen on her.

And she's fucking wearing one of his shirts, making it look over-sized on her sexy frame.

A sight to behold.

She is the embodiment of pure sin in this moment.

Simple.

But fuckable nonetheless.

He almost snaps his pencil in half when she stands on her tiptoes and pushes a book back on one of the shelves, shirt riding up her hips while those shorts tilt in just the right way for him to see the bottom of her ass.

Gaia, he wants her so bad right now.

He shifts his position in his chair while he redirects his focus on his work.

Wait, was the road supposed to go left or right?

He can't remember.

The swordsman taps the lead on the paper, picturing the path in his head.

"Is this a new map?"

Tifa's voice nearly makes him jump, but thankfully, he's able to stop from doing so.

"Uh, yeah."

"Hmm."

She leans over his shoulder, her chest touching the exposed skin of his arm while she tilts her head to look at his work in progress.

"Hey, I've been thinking."

Cloud cranes his neck to her, shifting his angle so he won't be pressed against her ample bosom, humming in reply to let her continue.

"One of my patrons mentioned something about how the maps are incomplete around here. Said he'd pay a hefty amount of gil for an updated one."

The ends of her hair tickle his neck. Cloud swallows his apprehension and starts tapping his pencil again.

"I don't think I'm that good."

"What..."

She turns and leans against his desk, giving him a clearer view of her shapely legs. Tempting him even more. She has to be doing this on purpose right? Otherwise, he should be punished for even thinking about such a thing when she's just wearing comfortable clothing.

His cock twitches at the thought of "punished". Remembering well and good how she had tied him to the bedpost that one night. His lover has always had that mischievous character about her, though it's rare.

He drums his index finger on his unfinished map. Trying to ignore the fact that the distance it would take to have his lips on her white skin is quite short and if he were to move his hand a little, his pinky will be touching her.

"Cloud, you're far too modest sometimes."

Her hand grips the end of the table. Cloud lifts his face to return her gaze.

"When we were travelling, your maps helped us out a lot."

She's grinning down at him. Her face lighting up in that caring way of hers, one that manages to elicit a blush from him, because after all this time, he's still not used to receiving compliments.

Although he's used to other things by now.

"I won't keep you then." she pushes off, signaling her retreat.

But, Cloud doesn't let her go far.

He wraps his fingers around her wrist, pulling her back to him. Standing up to clear the desk of his items so he could lift her on it.

"Cloud?!"

The blond mounts himself between her legs, pinning both her hands to the table while he meets her mouth. He kisses her slow at first as a form of greeting but then with more eagerness when he sticks his tongue out, only for Tifa to pull away.

She grabs his biceps while she gasps. Cloud settles with sucking on her neck's pulse.

"Your map."

"Mm, don't care."

He bites into her skin and slides one hand over her exposed thigh, kneading gently, coaxing her into having an afternoon romp.

"I don't want to be a bother, we can..."

Cloud presses closer to her, lining his growing erection to her clothed core- rubbing himself against her.

"You aren't. I want you now." He grits out.

That is all the convincing Tifa needs.

In an act full of dominance, his lovely mate pushes him to his seat, straddling him while she returns his kisses with her own aggressive approach. Her wet tongue, tangling with his.

She slides the zipper down his cotton shirt and pushes it off him. Cloud tosses it to the floor.

His hands brand themselves onto her body, sliding her shirt up and exposing her skin to his senses, stealing his breath when he realizes that she isn't even wearing a bra underneath.

This Nibelheim seductress.

The delivery boy catches one nipple in his mouth, sucking her to his heart's content, his tongue sliding over her tips, licking her and then biting into the mounds of her breast to take more of it into his lips.

"Hgghn, Cloud!" she moans out.

Her hands tangle in his hair, gripping tight every now and then, giving him both pain and pleasure as she pushes herself against him and starts grinding down.

Tifa snaps the button off his leather pants and slides the zipper, tugging his boxers so his hardened cock can come out to play. She doesn't waste any time in wrapping her hand around it and assuming an up and downward motion.

Cloud releases her breast to groan out, leaning against his chair to enjoy her lascivious touch, thrusting his hips upward to meet her warm hold.

"Tifa."

She bends closer, her teeth chomping on the shell of his ear while she continues her pleasurable touch.

"Faster?"

She asks, her tongue coming out to lick the side of his face. Cloud could only nod his head, his feet digging into the hardwood floors while he pushes up against her.

Fuck, this feels too good.

He thrusts up against her, feeling himself soar only to be brought back to earth when she releases him all of a sudden.

Shit.

His eyes clear themselves of the blur, too lost in the earlier sensations, missing her already.

Tifa sits herself back on his table while she slides her shorts and her underwear the rest of the way, caging him in his chair, as she spreads herself wide before him. Her cunt already moist with arousal, the scent of her womanly musk, calling out to his cock for some rough loving.

He starts to get to his feet, only for her to push him down again, settling him in his earlier position while she regards him with a seductive look that makes him want her even more.

Then, she grabs the back of his head and directs it into her aching heat.

"Kiss me."

Tifa pushes her hips to his face. He grunts and buries his mouth between her legs, wasting no time in pressing his tongue to her slit, licking her in a desperate way like a traveler finding his oasis in the middle of the desert. She gasps out with delight.

"Touch me."

Her hand directs his fingers to touch her in her core. Cloud follows her demand and puts a finger into her sheath and then another, pushing in and out, mimicking the movement his hips are going to do later when he finally fucks her.

"Hold me."

Winking, Tifa grabs her own breast and rotates it in an outward motion. Cloud curses, takes his fingers out, only to bury his tongue deep inside her while his thumb presses on her clit.

Tifa wraps her legs around his wide shoulders.

"Love me, Cloud."

She threads her slim digits over his chocobo locks to latch on as he pleasures her with his wet appendage, blushing furiously.

Losing herself to him.

The same way he lost himself to her just moments ago.

However, he's more generous in his approach.

He doesn't stop, not until his childhood friend quivers upon his touch.

And she comes.

Tifa comes with her thighs clenched around his face while he eases her in- bringing her back down to earth so she can take him to heaven with her this time.

He wipes her essence off his lips while he takes the opportunity to finally rise above her, his cock stiff and hard, ready to ram deep into her pretty cunt.

"Tifa." He starts, while he touches himself, adding on to the hardness.

In reply, the barmaid spreads her legs wider and opens her arms to him.

"Come, Cloud."

And he doesn't even hesitate for a second.

He guides his cock into her warmth, swallowing her moan as he fills her up, slowly sliding in until he no longer can, his hips meeting the inside of her thighs while he drives all the way through.

His short nails dig into her white skin.

"You feel so good." She gasps out while she grabs his butt cheeks and moves.

"Fuck."

He starts a hard and aggressive pace, his hips, moving forward and backward while Tifa's ass is pinned to the table, making it easier for him to rut into her, jerking his hips in a fierce way while she clamps around him.

He changes his angle and what he hits may have been a sensitive spot because his lover suddenly shudders around him, her second orgasm almost enabling him to come as well except that he doesn't want to yet.

He chooses to stop to watch her come undone instead.

Her face, is absolutely breathtaking, an expression of pure adulterated pleasure which probably mimics his own as he holds himself back while she recovers.

So he can take her on another ride again.

He humps into her when she's all limp and exhausted, pushing her flat on her back across his desk.

"Cloud..."

"More?"

He smirks, putting a finger in his mouth to moisten it with his saliva so he can flick that tiny nub again.

"Ahhhn. Yes!"

He resumes his erotic pumping, moving to his own pleasure this time while he helps her along by touching her where they are joined, so she can drown in ecstasy with him.

Drown in all these carnal aches.

He loves it when she's pliant like this, her body laid out for his own fucking, mind too dazed from multiple orgasms, an expression of complete trust in her eyes for him to love her his own way.

In a way that doesn't need words at all.

Her hot, wet walls, sucking his cock in.

Her breast bouncing along to his hips' movement.

Cloud etches the feeling into his mind.

He lays a hand over her belly, pinning her further into the wooden surface, steadying her sweaty body while he deepens their connection by branding himself inside her.

Ram his cock in until she can no longer live without the feel of his stiff rod.

She pulls him closer by bending to him, one leg going over his shoulder which he uses to angle her in a new position that has him thrusting further into her.

He loves her hard, jerking into her viciously while his breaths come out in harsh pants, grunting out his delight at Tifa's pussy clenching around him, tightening and tightening until she reaches sweet bliss, triggering his own rapture.

His thick, creamy ejaculate working into her while his hips pump in a staggered rhythm.

Cloud pulls out, only to curse under his breath as he sees both their fluids mix and slide down his desk's edge.

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Five minutes later finds both lovers cleaning up the mess their lovemaking left in their wake.

His papers are strewn about. Cloud hikes his pants around his hips, bending down to pick up her tiny shorts while Tifa slides her shirt over her well-fucked form and walks around his office to find where she had thrown them.

Cloud glances at a broken mug that had fallen to the floor because of his over eagerness awhile ago.

Then, his eyes dilate at the sight of her pink panties, just a few inches away.

He swipes it off the carpet and hands it to her, regarding her with a look of smugness.

If only to tease her for a bit.

Tifa smiles sheepishly and puts the rest of her clothes back on.

Reminding him of how racy they were.

She turns away, probably a bit embarrassed that he's still shirtless in front of her.

For whatever reason, that tiny peak of her ass, puts his cock back to full attention.

And it takes Cloud only a second to decide that he wants to screw her once more.

So, he pushes her to the table, pressing himself to her backside.

"Cloud? Again?"

She's giggling but hitches her breath when he yanks her shorts down, bending her over his desk.

She leans on her elbows and hurriedly takes her shirt off.

Cloud pushes his pants off him and drives home.

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He's never going to get any work done at this rate.

Author's Note: Uh...tada? Hmmm... Detailed Chocobo shed smut... If I disappear for a while, don't be surprised :) I do however have some work queued up for CloTi Fall Festival which will all be uploaded into my Tumblr account (with the same user name) this November 14-21, 2019.