On To Kalm

Dusk settled over the highway in a thin orange haze. Barret checked the exterior one final time, then gave the signal. The four of them left the bunker in single file, sticking to the shadows between abandoned vehicles. The outer wall of Midgar loomed ahead, a massive ring of steel and concrete. Beyond it the wasteland stretched empty and open.

They reached a service gate that had been left partially open during the chaos of the plate drop and the headquarters breach. No guards remained. Cloud forced the rusted mechanism the rest of the way. The group slipped through and kept moving until the city lights were a distant glow behind them.

The first stretch of open land was rough terrain, cracked earth and scattered wreckage from old Shinra transport runs. They walked in silence until the walls were fully out of sight. When a cluster of low rocks offered cover, Barret called a short halt to check their bearings.

Tifa used the pause. She pulled Cloud behind the largest boulder, shoved his pants down just enough, and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She was still slick from the bunker. Without a word she turned, braced her hands on the rock, and pushed back onto him. Cloud sank into her cunt in one smooth thrust. He fucked her hard and quiet, one hand over her mouth, the other gripping her hip. The wet sound of their bodies stayed low. Tifa came first, thighs trembling, cunt squeezing him in tight pulses. Cloud followed, flooding her with another thick load. They fixed their clothes and rejoined the others before anyone commented.

Aerith walked close to Barret for the next stretch. When the group paused again near a dry riverbed she dropped to her knees in the dust, opened his pants, and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked him slow and deep, eyes closed, until he was fully hard. Then she stood, lifted her dress, and guided him into her from behind. Barret gripped her waist and thrust into her with powerful strokes. Aerith bit her lip to stay quiet, pushing back to meet every one. She came with a full-body shiver. Barret buried himself deep and unloaded inside her. Cum ran down her legs when he pulled out. She smoothed her dress down and kept walking as if nothing had happened.

They reached the outskirts of Kalm well after midnight. The town was quiet, lights low, the kind of place that still pretended the world beyond its borders did not exist. Barret knew a contact who ran a small inn on the edge of the settlement. Coin changed hands. No questions were asked. The group took two adjoining rooms on the upper floor.

In the larger room Barret dropped onto one bed with a heavy sigh. The gun-arm rested across his knees. The weight of Sector 7 still sat on him, but the open air outside Midgar had taken some of the edge off. Tifa locked the door, stripped out of her clothes, and straddled him without preamble. She sank down onto his thick cock and rode him with steady, deliberate rolls of her hips. The wet sound of her cunt taking him filled the room. Aerith watched from the second bed for a while, then crossed over, knelt beside them, and licked at the place where Barret’s shaft disappeared into Tifa. Cloud stood at the foot of the bed, cock in hand, stroking himself as he watched.

Tifa came first, body tightening around Barret. He followed with a deep groan, flooding her. Aerith immediately took her place, lowering herself onto his still-hard cock and riding him until she too came, pulling another load out of him. Cloud finished across Tifa’s tits while she was still catching her breath.

They cleaned up with a shared basin of water. Clothes went back on. Beds were claimed. Outside the window Kalm slept under a clear sky. Midgar was behind them. The next move against Shinra would start here.