"Tiff," he grabbed her by the arm, "I'm sorry."
Her voice came back subdued, "Sorry doesn't begin to cut it."
Cloud put his hands gently on her shoulders, "We never got to finish
what we started back at the inn."
"What else is there to say?" she half heartedly tried to shrug him off.
"A lot more," he turned her around, "A hell of a lot more."
"You're wasting your time," her eyes dimmed, "Weren't you going to see
her?"
"Oh come off it Tiff," he snapped, "I know I screwed up. Do you have to
rub it in?"
"You lecherous bastard," she hissed, "I ought to rip them off right
now."
"So what's keeping you?" he growled and held her by the wrist.
"Because," she tried to move away, "Because she might need them later
on."
"Th-that's a load of crap," his voice shook, "You suck at lying y'know?"
Her eyes glittered as her hands reached into his pants, "Oh, that's not
all I suck."
"What the hell are you --!" he shut his eyes and suppressed a shudder.
It was only a day, but his body craved her touch already, "Tiff -- aaah."
She pushed him into the room and onto the bed. Cloud opened his eyes
and he released a pent up sigh as her tongue slowly circled and tickled
him. He blinked and got back to his senses.
"Stop," his voice ragged.
Tifa continued her lip service without answering.
"I said stop," he pulled her off him.
"Why? Don't you like it?"
"Not now," Cloud pulled his pants back up, "Why are you doing this?"
"Does it matter?" she smiled, "as long as I am?"
"No. It does matter."
She laughed, "Oh, I get it."
"Get what?"
"You need something fresh to keep you interested."
"You know that's not it," Cloud seethed.
"Really? So how do you want it then?" she turned around slowly, "In my
mouth? Between my legs? Or maybe in the back again?"
Cloud closed his eyes, "No Tiff, it's not --"
"Oh, I know," she snapped her fingers, "You need them all one after
another, hmm? Or maybe you need a new way to do things. You want to be in
charge tiger? To have me lie under you, helpless? I can do that too."
"Tiff, this has gone far enough," his voice stern, "I stayed with you
because I loved you --"
"And do you still love me?"
Cloud paused, "Yes."
"Great," she took off her top, "That's all I wanted to hear."
"But not that way," he said exasperated.
"Take me," her shorts and shoes came off, "Do me now."
"Tiff don't do this."
"Come on fuck me," she lay down and spread her legs, "Anyway you want."
"No way," he backed off, "Get out of my room."
"Didn't you hear what I said!?" she reached up and grabbed him roughly.
"Let go --!" he winced as her nails dug into his crotch.
"Shut up!!"
"I said leggo!" Cloud grabbed her hair.
"Ow, dammit!" she slapped him.
Cloud shoved her roughly to the floor.
"Get the hell out of my room," he fingered his cheek.
"Make me tough guy," her breasts heaved with exertion.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"Come on," Tifa got back onto the mattress, "One last time and I'll
promise I'll leave you alone."
"What the hell are you saying?" Cloud looked up.
"I just wanted to see you one last time before -- just one last time."
"What?"
Tifa smiled weakly, "I'm leaving you after this."
Cloud stood stock still, "I'm not letting you go."
"And why's that?"
"Because I need you."
"What in the world do you need me for?" Tifa laughed, "You already set
your sights on a new flesh toy."
"Dammit Tiff, stop bringing her into this."
"Why shouldn't I?" her voice cracked as she flung her arms around him
and pulled him down, "Come on. I bet being alone with her in that nightie
really turned you on, huh? C'mon, you can think about it all you want while
you're in me."
"Stop this," Cloud hissed, "Last night was a damn mistake and you know
it."
She closed her eyes and pulled him closer, "Was it?"
"Don't -- don't do this to me -- to yourself," Cloud said even as he
felt himself stiffen.
Tears fell as she opened her eyes and hissed, "Go ahead. Do it. You
know you want it like this."
Cloud hovered over her and didn't move.
"Do it damn you!" she let out a shriek of pain as she forced him
inside.
"Damn it Tiff!" Cloud tried pushing off, "No more! This has gone far
enough!"
"I'm not letting go until we're finished!" she hissed through ragged
breaths. He tried breaking free, but her leglock was too tight for him to
do anything else.
"Let -- go!" his voice hoarse as her nails dug deep into his back.
"NO!" she screamed again as she urged him to move.
Cloud gritted his teeth and he saw she had her eyes shut tight. Tifa's
face bore a look of excruciating pain. He tried one last time to break free
-- only to have her clamp down even tightter.
"I'm - not - going - through with this," he whispered fiercely.
She glared at him with tear filled eyes.
"You do it," she hissed, "or I turn you into a fucking cripple."
Cloud winced as she applied a stab of pressure to his back.
"Go ahead," he choked, "It'll be better that way, won't it?"
Tifa's face trembled slightly before she pushed him off. He let out a
sigh of relief as he rolled away. When he looked down, he saw he was
smeared with blood.
What the hell?
Cloud risked a glance at Tifa. She was shivering violently but it
wasn't from the cold.
What - have - I - ?
"Tiff?" he hesitantly put a hand on her shoulder, "Are you --?"
"Fuck you!! I don't want your damn pity!"
His hands reached for the phone, but she flung it angrily against the
wall.
"GET OUT!!"
Tifa curled into a ball and cried as the door slammed.