Final Fantasy VII Rude/Tifa
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Author:MzXanthER
Rating:PG
Warning:none
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII, Rude/Tifa: No romance - 99% of the time
Word Count:204
A/N: This is...really late! I blame HP7. Many many apologies!
The ceiling fan turned lazily in the late afternoon sun. It did little to cool the stifling humidity that had been building all day. The room comprised mostly of a large bed by the window, and a dresser which was covered with photo frames of smiling children and menacing thugs.
In the calm, Rude rose from the bed and began to put his clothes back on. The sound of his belt buckle loud in a room that had previously only heard panting breaths and loud groans. Tifa insisted that they at least try to keep quiet since kids tended to investigate strange sounds. He made it his goal to rid her of silly idea like that.
Rude didn’t turn around once he was dressed in his previous impeccable state. And Tifa neither rose form the bed, nor moved much at all. He had made sure she was well exhausted. A grin tugged at Rude’s mouth with the memories of what he had been doing but moments ago.
“Come to the bar sometime, I’ll give you a free drink,” the words drifted sleepily from the bed. The grin grew slightly as Rude returned his sunglasses to their place of honor, and walked out the door
Author:MzXanthER
Rating:PG
Warning:none
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII, Rude/Tifa: No romance - 99% of the time
Word Count:204
A/N: This is...really late! I blame HP7. Many many apologies!
The ceiling fan turned lazily in the late afternoon sun. It did little to cool the stifling humidity that had been building all day. The room comprised mostly of a large bed by the window, and a dresser which was covered with photo frames of smiling children and menacing thugs.
In the calm, Rude rose from the bed and began to put his clothes back on. The sound of his belt buckle loud in a room that had previously only heard panting breaths and loud groans. Tifa insisted that they at least try to keep quiet since kids tended to investigate strange sounds. He made it his goal to rid her of silly idea like that.
Rude didn’t turn around once he was dressed in his previous impeccable state. And Tifa neither rose form the bed, nor moved much at all. He had made sure she was well exhausted. A grin tugged at Rude’s mouth with the memories of what he had been doing but moments ago.
“Come to the bar sometime, I’ll give you a free drink,” the words drifted sleepily from the bed. The grin grew slightly as Rude returned his sunglasses to their place of honor, and walked out the door
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