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Turk Time
God, Yuffie just needed SOMETHING. She'd scoured multiple floors by this point, and she'd found absolutely nothing of value! Did she have to waltz right into Rufus Shinra's office, just to get some half decent intel?! Because... She probably shouldn't do that naked!
Thankfully, Yuffie's frustration was drowning out her lewd thoughts. She moved quickly, but quietly. Scoping out computers, listening in on conversations, rifling through papers.
Maybe this whole thing was a bust. They couldn't blame her if this place didn't have anything noteworthy--
"W-Woah!" Yuffie squeaked, grabbing onto the desk as the floor suddenly shook. It was like a mini earthquake just rattled through the building! That... Was a sensation she recognized. The naked little ninja ran down the hall and crouched into a doorway, peeking into what seemed to be a training area.
"Turks!" Yuffie gasped.
She recognized Rude immediately. Standing tall and imposing, his bald head glinting under the overhead lights. He stood over a crater in the floor-- No doubt where the earlier shockwave had come from.
"Bra." He spoke bluntly.
"Bra?" Yuffie peeked her head further-- Only to dart back as she heard a frustrated groan.
Rude wasn't alone! Across from him stood the newest Turk, Elena. A young blonde. Tough, especially in hand-to-hand, but lacking that trademarked Turk discipline. She normally wore a suit like the rest of her buddies...
But here, she was in her light pink underwear, taking off her bra right in front of Rude! She threw it onto her pile of clothes, now standing in nothing but her surprisingly cute undies. "How am I supposed to fight you with my boobs out?!" Elena demanded, clutching her enviable chest.
"It's your fault for letting it get this far." Rude replied calmly. "Fail the training exercise again, and you lose the underwear."
There was a silence for a moment. Elena shifted in place, cradling her tits, before speaking with a level of caution and... Curiosity... In her voice. "And, uh... What happens when I'm naked...?"
Yuffie was watching like this was her own personal porno! She knew exactly what Elena was feeling. Rude was so strong, so commanding. God, he could easily lift the both of them and fuck them silly! She watched with bated breath as Rude stepped forward, leaning over the flustered Turk...
"Twenty laps around the base. Naked. Then we start again."
Not quite the response Elena was hoping for, given the cursing and protesting that followed. But as Yuffie's fingers played with her wet lips all over again... Well, the punishment really didn't sound all that bad...
Still. She probably didn't want to get caught by these two.
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