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Cloud Strife could not stop the groan as he swung his leg off of Fenrir Mach III- as named by his grandchild. He patted the side of the bike, remembering her two ancestors, and placed his hands on the small of his back. He stretched, feeling the muscles that were tense slowly loosen up in a most satisfying way. At fifty-five, he was still in much better shape than most of his peers, but there were moments when he felt his age. After riding on a heavy motorcycle for five hours straight, he was feeling his age. He shook his legs out and sighed. He was glad to be home. Maybe his wife was right, and he should stop taking such long trips. Handling monsters, while still easy for him, had started to become a little more unwelcomed. He also was hating being away from home more and more. Denzel, his son, had recently told him that he and his wife were expecting another child. Cloud already adored his granddaughter Alice, a four year old blonde-haired beauty with impossibly blue eyes. He wanted to be home more to spend time with her, and now that another grandbaby was on their way, the desire had increased ten-fold. As Cloud walked towards the door that led into his home, he thought about the other reason he wanted to be home more. Finally, after many years and raising three children, he and his wife finally had the house all to themselves. While he cherished his family, he was very ready to spend time with just the love of his life. They had worked so hard for the last thirty years of their marriage, and now, they both wanted to enjoy each other’s company. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by her gorgeous, smiling face. Tifa Strife- wife and mother extraordinaire, still made his heart beat fast every time she looked over to him. Time had made her slightly rounder, and he could see the beginnings of crow’s feet around her eyes, but she was still the most beautiful person he had ever seen. His smile spread easily across his face as she made her way over to him, leaning over to kiss him lightly on the cheek. “Welcome home, Bobo.” Tifa said, calling him by her pet name for him. “Hey Toofs.” Cloud blushed lightly. After all these years, a simple peck still made his cheeks burn. “Come here.” Tifa wrapped her arms around his shoulders and easily accepted his kiss. Cloud gripped her waist, pulling her in closer to deepen the kiss. It had been three days since he had last seen her. She moaned, sending electric shocks through his body. His fingers tightened on her waist, and she laughed lightly as she pulled away from him. “Pervert. Here I am, simply saying hello, and you go and do that.” Tifa smiled, walking away from her husband. Cloud’s eyes raked over her form, seeing that she had opted to wear her tight leggings that hugged every curve. His mouth started to become dry, watching as his wife moved around the kitchen. His eyes roamed the rest of her body, seeing that she opted to wear a loose white button down shirt that he noticed wasn’t fully buttoned when she turned to look at him. He flexed his fingers, feeling his palms grow sweaty. She was so effortlessly sexy. The way she moved, the way she lowered her eyelashes as she looked at him. The way she bit her bottom lip. That was what clued Cloud into how she was feeling. “How could I not do that, while you look so amazing?” Cloud stepped forward, cupping her chin and lifting it slightly so she could look at him. “Kiss me again.” “Did you miss me?” “Of course.” Cloud pressed her lips over hers. She was so very responsive to him, opening her mouth when he ran his tongue over her lips. After a moment, he pulled away and moved his hand down her throat to lightly press on the juncture of her neck and shoulder. “Mmm… that was nice.” Tifa looked up at him, her crimson eyes darkening. That was when Cloud winced. He had stepped back so he could look down at Tifa’s bountiful chest when a spasm rocked his lower back, making him hiss in pain. Tifa looked suddenly concerned, and stepped around so Cloud could lean on her as she helped him towards a chair. “Your back again?” “Yeah. Damn it.” Cloud groaned as he slowly sat in his chair. “I’m thinking about cutting down on travel. Maybe not go too far anymore.” “Don’t say that unless you mean it.” Tifa warned, pointing a finger in his face. “You’ve told me that before.” “I mean it this time. I’m going to call clients tomorrow, and start telling people that I only serve the Midgar area now.” Cloud promised, reaching out and grabbing her hand, pulling her in. “I want to be home.” Tifa’s stern face melted into one full of happiness and love. Cloud felt his heart race again, looking at the beautiful sight. She gripped his hand a little tightly, and leaned down to capture his lips in hers. “Think you can make it up the stairs? A shower and a massage might do you some good.” Tifa pulled on his arm, making him stand up. Cloud sighed when he felt his back stretch, but it was not as bad as before. He allowed his wife to walk him up the stairs, stopping at the bathroom to take a shower. The second the hot stream hit his back he felt better, and relished in cleansing his body. Leaving the steamy bathroom he made his way towards the bedroom, seeing the light already on. He didn't want to tell his wife that his back was good now, eager to be lavished by a back massage. Tifa had lit some candles, dressed in a pair of cotton shorts and an old tank top, and was currently testing the body oil. One day, randomly, she had purchased an oil warmer and it was a purchase that neither of them regretted. Suddenly, Cloud’s skin began to tingle, thinking about the luxurious perfumed oil being kneaded into his back. “Drop the towel and come lay down.” His wife commanded, and it was a direction that Cloud happily followed. Settling into the bed, laying flat on his stomach, he sighed in anticipation. He had his head lifted enough so his chin rested on the pillow Tifa provided for his head and had a full view of his wife’s delicious looking thighs as she walked around him. He watched as she settled right in front of him. Tifa had taken some oil, dripping some onto his shoulder blades, and had begun to massage the lubricant into his body. He sighed in pleasure, but mostly at the view his wife was giving him. Tifa had been self-conscious about how her body looked after bearing two children. Cloud knew that it bothered her that she developed stretch marks on her stomach and thighs, and that for a long time, she didn’t want to be seen with them. But Cloud loved it. Telling her that it was just marks of love on her body, he began lavishing her stomach and thighs with kisses, proving to her that no matter what he still wanted her. He repeated the same actions a few years prior, when Tifa was embarrassed at the fact that she was growing older and had, as she put it, ‘Gone to seed’. Cloud had touched her, pushed her up on the bar top in Seventh Heaven, and proved once again that she was the most sexy and attractive woman on Gaia. Cloud promised her that he would grow old with her, and would love her until their dying days. He intended to always keep that promise. Now he was rewarded with the sight of his wife’s thighs in front of him, and he was practically salivating at the thought of running his tongue up them. Oh, he would take his time, giving her skin tiny kisses, working his way up until he hit that sensitive button that he knew so well, hearing her cry out his name as he kissed her clit relentlessly. He had seen the look in her eyes when he got home. He knew what his wife had wanted. Tifa was working out some small knots in between his shoulder blades. Cloud moaned in pleasure when he felt the biggest one of them give, sending goosebumps along his skin. Tifa giggled. “Feel good?” “Mm-hmm.” Cloud laid his face down on the pillow, giving Tifa access to his neck. She worked the column of it, her tiny fingers strong and sure as she relieved the pressure from him. “Fantastic.” Tifa laughed again and moved to go down his back. Cloud just laid there, feeling his wife’s skilled hands move along his muscles. As more time passed, he felt himself grow hard, and was not surprised at all by his body’s reaction. It got almost unbearable when Tifa began moving her hands up and down his legs, his thighs, and eventually his buttocks. Cloud moaned again, taking in a deep breath of air as Tifa worked his glutes. “Feel good?” She asked again, leaning over him to whisper in his ear. “Fuck yes.” Then he felt an absence of his wife, and he felt like he wanted to cry. He ‘harrumphed’ in displeasure, only to feel Tifa’s fingers tap his side, telling him to roll over. Cloud grinned, knowing exactly what she was going to say when she saw how erect he already was. “Attention, Soldier!” She laughed, throwing her leg over his thighs and staring unashamedly at his cock. “Well, now I know it felt really good.” “You can make it feel even better.” Cloud said, resting his hands on her bare thighs. The thighs he loved. The thighs he wanted wrapped around his head. “Really? How?” Tifa feigned stupidity, but it did the trick. Cloud wanted her even more. “You’re smart. You’ll figure it out.” Tifa smiled innocently at him as she squirted another liberal amount of oil in her hands. She leaned over, starting at his shoulders, her breasts dangling in his face. It was then that he noticed she wasn’t wearing any underwear. “If I pull down those shorts, am I going to see panties?” He asked, letting the filth take over his mind and mouth. Tifa’s mouth went into a surprised ‘O’ shape, and she placed a hand over it. She really was playing up the stupid act, and his cock twitched in excitement. “Oh no! What are panties?” “You drive me crazy. Come here.” Cloud pulled his wife down and crashed into her pillowy lips, running his tongue along them until she opened up and let him kiss her deeply. His hands began gripping her thighs tighter, pushing them up his body, making her laugh into his mouth before she pulled away and slapped at his hands. “Nu-uh, Mister. I’m not done with your massage yet.” “Fuck the massage.” Cloud grinned. “Better yet, let me fuck the masseuse.” “You are a very vulgar client.” Tifa tutted and moved back down his body. “But… I do see a problem area. It is my duty to help relieve you of all your tension.” Tifa’s warm hand wrapped around his dick and Cloud felt bliss take over. It didn't matter to him how many times he had made love to her over the years. She still could get him panting underneath her like he was an inexperienced young man. Her hand slid easily up and down his shaft, coating the part with the warm body oil. Cloud let go off his wife's thighs as she slid down his body, her face coming to rest on her propped hand as she looked at her husband's cock. Her fingers squeezed gently, only for a moment, and she continued pleasuring him. “Like what you see?” Tifa's face cracked into a big smile. “Always.” She leaned forward and gave the tip of him a tiny kiss. “Good… let me see you.” Tifa smiled at him, spending another moment languidly stroking him, before getting up on her knees to pull off her tank top. Her full breasts, heavy and perfect, bounced when free of the shirt. Cloud licked his lips and watched as she scooted back on her bottom, hooking her thumbs in the band of her shorts and pulling them off her body. “I've got a surprise for you.” She grinned devilishly, coming back to a kneeling position and staring at her husband. “Oh yeah?” With the grin still on her face, Tifa turned her backside to him and straddled his stomach. Her hand gripped his shaft again. She leaned forward, her ass cheeks spreading open, and he saw a light blue stud staring at him. Cloud chuckled when he saw the stone flicker in the light. “May I?” He asked, pressing gently on the plug. At Tifa’s consent, Cloud reached over to the night stand and grabbed the warm body oil. He flicked open the lid and began to pour the liquid on her ass cheeks. Tifa hummed a bit, feeling the oil slide down between her cheeks and onto her sex. Cloud leaned up, placed a kiss on her right buttocks, and gripped the butt plug. Carefully, he pulled the plug out a little, only to push it back in. Tifa moaned at the sensation, and Cloud smiled. “How long has this been here?” Tifa looked over her shoulder to him. “Not long. About twenty minutes.” Cloud kissed her again, still moving the toy in and out of his wife. Tifa’s hand began to falter on his cock. He kissed her again, running his tongue over the stud in her ass. Tifa gasped, and Cloud began to pull the plug out. “Fuck…” She kissed the tip of his cock. Cloud sighed in pleasure before pressing his lips in between his wife’s buttocks. With no hesitation, his tongue began swirling around her backend, his fingers digging into her flesh. Tifa responded by enveloping her lips around his dick, sucking the tip of him lightly, her tongue rubbing along his head. Cloud licked up her folds, gathering the sweet wetness that had gathered there. The taste drove him insane. It always had, and he began to feast with relish. His wife’s moans filled his head. Her moans vibrated along his shaft, and the sensation made him want to tear up with the sheer pleasure of it. “Gods, you taste so good.” He murmured into her bottom, his finger pressing against her entrance. “Can’t wait to fuck you…” “Please...” Tifa shifted, pulling her bottom out of her husband’s grasp and moving to straddle his hips. Cloud sat up, grabbing the oil and coating his cock and fingers with it. Gently, he pressed the head of his dick to her asshole. Tifa reached behind, her fingers pulling open her cheeks as she began to slowly sit down on her husband. Inch by pleasurable inch, Cloud sank his cock deep into his beautiful wife’s ass. When he bottomed out he felt shockwaves throughout his body. “Oh fuck!” Cloud exclaimed, his hands reaching around to cup his wife’s breasts. Tifa hummed again, arching her back so her breasts pressed against his fingers. “You feel amazing… your cock is so good!” Tifa began to rotate her hips, sliding around Cloud’s dick. Then she began to move in earnest, her bottom lightly smacking against Cloud’s hips. Her arm lifted and wrapped around Cloud’s neck, pulling him closer to her. He dropped his lips to her shoulder, kissing the skin there and giving her affectionate love bites. All the while, Tifa’s hips never tired. “You’re incredible.” Tifa gasped as Cloud began to thrust up into her, knowing that he loved the praise. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day. God, I’ve wanted you so bad.” “You got me, Tifa. You always got me.” Cloud said, fingers rolling her nipples. “God, Cloud, just…” Tifa leaned forward, her hands resting on the top of the bed spread. “Just fuck me!” Cloud slowly slid out of his wife and grabbed her hips. It always amazed him that after all these years, hearing her beg for him to fuck her still gave him a slight shock. Tifa, usually in control and polite, could get really dirty when they were in bed. It made him proud that he was the only one to ever hear her when she was so worked up like this. So he pushed her forward, sliding his legs out from underneath her and coming to rest on his knees. Tifa placed her head comfortably on the bed, her backside hoisted up in the air, eagerly waiting for him to continue. Cloud gripped his shaft and pressed it against her asshole, easily slipping inside. “Is that good?” Cloud asked, his chest heaving with anticipation. He could feel the sweat roll off his brow. “Oh, Teef… you feel great…” Tifa moaned in response, pushing her hips against his. Cloud knew exactly what she needed and moved his hips against hers. The pace was slow at first, but at Tifa’s impatience, Cloud found himself moving in his wife faster. “Please… please.. Yes!” Tifa bit her bottom lip and a drawn-out moan escaped her throat. “Huh… ah!” Cloud pressed a hand on her lower back and closed his eyes, the sensations he was feeling starting to overwhelm him. He needed to ground himself, before he lost control and went too hard on her. His hips stalled for a moment, but Tifa was having none of it. “Cloud, please! Don’t stop, you’re too good at this… I need you to fuck me…” Skin slapping together filled the air, along with grunts and moans and Cloud loved his wife the way she wanted. He felt her hips shake with effort to keep herself upright. Holding onto her shoulders, he pressed her front down on the bed, stretching her legs out. He leaned over her, kissing the back of her neck, as he kept rutting against her. Tifa was beginning to scream into the bed, an almost animalistic groaning that made Cloud want to move faster and faster inside her. “Oh, damn!” Cloud felt his release building, the tightness of his wife about to become his undoing. “Teef… I’m going to…” “Cum in my ass!” Tifa gasped, unable to move under her husband, but still lifting a hand to cup his cheek. “I need it. Oh, Cloud…” He felt the familiar pull, felt the warmth spill out of him. His whole body shook as he unloaded into her ass, crying out her name. Suddenly, Tifa’s head snapped back, her lips opening up in a silent scream as she came hard. Taking a deep breath, a tear began rolling down her cheek. She took another breath, followed quickly by her husband’s name. He felt her tighten around him in her orgasm, and cursed in her ear. “GODS! Cloud! Oh, yes… give it all to me!” Tifa gasped for breath again, another tear falling. Cloud was pushed out of her, his seed spilling out of her. Taking deep breaths himself, he sat back and looked at the mess he and Tifa had made. Even laying there, his spent leaking out of her ass, her skin flushed and sweaty, Tifa was the most gorgeous being on the planet. He watched as she rested her head on the bed again, trying to steady her breathing. “Well… fuck. That was amazing.” Cloud reached out and rubbed her buttocks. “Are you okay?” Tifa nodded her head, sniffling. “Stay here.” Cloud commanded, moving off their bed and making his way to the bathroom. He returned with a warm rag thrown over his shoulder, a glass of water and a couple of aspirin. He handed the water and aspirin to Tifa, waited for her to swallow, then gently cleansed her. Tifa sighed in pleasure at the care, and smiled at him. “I love you.” She said softly, turning over to lay on her back. “I really do, you know. You always take such good care of me.” Cloud smiled and sat next to her on the bed. He leaned over to give her a kiss on the lips. “It’s my job. How are you feeling?” “A little sore, but oh so satisfied. That was exactly what I needed.” Tifa stretched her muscles and sighed. “But I would kill for a shower. Care to help me out?” Cloud stood up, holding his hand out for his wife’s. As she took it and stood up, Cloud couldn’t help but admire her. She was so warm, loving, and beautiful. The years had only done many kindnesses to her. He loved this woman, and he knew he would continue loving her. He loved her when they were young, loved her now, and knew he would love her when their hair started to grey. “Always.”