Bonding

Cloud had just finished jerking off to the mixed images of being cucked by that loudmouthed idiot, paired with the images of the impossibly large, smooth, hairless shaft of Chad. He appreciated these moments of his clarity, as his dick shrank back to its normal flaccid size.

Chipped. What the hell did that mean? Who chipped Tifa? It obviously had a sexual impact on her. She looked almost high, staring Johnny down. And she started lactating to boot. So she was heavily hormonal. It was that way around Barret too, he thought. Something that heightened her sexual arousal around men, though they were two very different men.

There was an almost gentle rap on the door, and Cloud opened it to see Tifa. She was freshly showered, and she looked and smelled fresh and intoxicating. Cloud fought his every instinct, simply nodding at her gruffly.

"Thanks for helping out with Johnny," she said. "So ... about when you left the village ..."

The pangs started almost immediately.

"...at 16."

The pangs lifted. The earlier departure. This was easy.

"Well, when we were kids ... everybody wanted to be in SOLDIER, right?"

"Yeah," Tifa replied. "They were on the news constantly."

"Thing is ... by the time I finally made it in, they didn't need heroes anymore. I just worked for Shinra," Cloud said, shrugging.

"I'm sorry," Tifa said, "I know it's a touchy subject."

"Not exactly small talk. We haven't seen each other in a long time."

"I get it," Tifa said, her features brightening. "Still, it's kinda funny. Us going our separate ways, thinking that must be it ... that we'd never meet again and then here of all places we do. We should totally celebrate! Let's dress up and hit the town!"

"Really?" Cloud said, disbelieving. This sounded like a date.

"Really!" Tifa responded enthusiastically. "Be sure to pick an outfit that goes with mine, okay? What kind of dress would you like to see, anyway?

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