Jessie&#x27;s Celebration

by SmilingSatyr

story tags: fanfic, m%2Ff, cloud, jesse, fwb, final_fantasy, ff7r

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FF7R. After a successful mission, Jesse wants to play

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Amateurs. The famous AVALANCHE, rising in notoriety after their
successful bombing, were nothing but a bunch of rank amateurs. Cloud
sat on the shitty bed in his shitty (temporary) apartment, groaning.
Amateurs led by a fanatic with testosterone poisoning. Just what Cloud
needed.

Even the best and brightest of them seemed like an overexcited child.
Worst of all, they seemed to look at him, the lone professional, for
approval. Like if he acknowledged them as doing a good job, then they'd
made it. It'd almost be flattering, if it weren't so damned annoying.
He was there for a job, and that was it. Even taking this apartment was
uncomfortably close to committing.

Cloud let himself fall backwards, the tired mattress springs creaking
their protest. He stared up at the ceiling, looking at nothing though
his eyes locked onto a suspicious dark stain. It was funny how easy it
was to fall back into old habits. He was here in Midgar, years after
his life was ruined and he was there in Nibelheim, his mother hovering
over him and chattering. Cloud shook his head.

There were too many ghosts of the past tonight. Too many by far.

The worst, most painful ghost was the only one that was real. Tifa. Her
eyes lit up when he arrived at Seventh Heaven. After all that happened,
she was still happy to see him. Hell, she was the one who dragged him
back to Midgar. She called, and he came running like a lost puppy.

Cloud turned and stared at the wall that separated his apartment with
Tifa's. She called, and he came, but now what? She still seemed the
same, passionate, fiery woman who had the rare quality of giving a
shit. She wasn't a zealot like Barrett and his incoherent raving about
the planet, but she believed. Tifa actually cared. Where did that leave
them?

He already knew the answer to that. She'd beg him to keep helping them.
Tifa gave a shit, and that meant he'd give in and give her whatever she
asked. Cloud didn't have many friends. Tifa was basically it. And if it
meant making her happy, he'd put up with the amateurs and their maniac
leader for a bit longer.

The door to his apartment clanged. One, two, three quick, nervous
knocks. Cloud's heart skipped a beat. He raised up, staring at the
door. Again the knocks came, quicker this time. Cloud swallowed hard.
Maybe Tifa couldn't sleep either. The bar was surely closed now, maybe
they weren't done for the night. He opened the door.

Jessie stood there, a cheap plastic bottle of booze in her hands. From
the smell of her, she'd had a few drinks already. No longer in her
armor, Jessie looked so slim and small next to him. She opened her
mouth to speak but the words caught in her throat. Her eyes raked over
his body. "Well hello there, Soldier boy," she said, the same
flirtatious mirth amped up.

It was only now that Cloud realized he was standing there in his
boxers. Jessie didn't seem to mind. Her gaze remained firmly locked
below his neck. Cloud crossed his arms over his chest. "What do you
want?" he said flatly.

"You," she said without even a hint of shame. She held up the bottle
and grinned at him. "I thought we could celebrate our first successful
job together."

"You thought wrong." Cloud closed the door.

Her hand shot out to catch the door. "Wait! Please, Cloud!" Jessie's
voice jumped an octave. "Look, I know you don't like any of us or want
to be around us, but please hear me out!"

Cloud sighed. He pulled the door open and motioned with his head for
her to come in. Jessie beamed at him and entered. Cloud closed the door
behind her and leaned against it, waiting.

He would have to wait a while. Jessie turned and looked around his room
as if there was something to see. "Wow," she said, letting out a sharp
whistle. "It suits you, Cloud! I see the decoration really shows your
personality." She stuck her tongue out at him.

"What do you want?" Cloud repeated.

Jessie held up the bottle. "I'm excited! We did it. We've been talking
about it for months. I mean, we've hit a few smaller targets and put up
some flyers, but this is real! And it's all thanks to you. C'mon Cloud,
have a drink with me."

"Not interested," he said. Cloud nodded at the bottle, "Seems like
you're doing just fine on your own. The company's better that way
anyways. Is there anything else, or can I go to bed?"

For the first time that night, Jessie frowned. She crept closer, like
she was trying to avoid scaring him. As if he could ever be scared of a
girl half a foot shorter and fifty pounds lighter than him. If Cloud
was a sad puppy following Tifa, Jessie was an excitable one following
him. He rolled his eyes as she stopped inches away, looking up at him
coyly.

"Clooooud," Jessie said, just a hint of a slur in her voice. "You saved
my life tonight. Twice, even." She reached out, touching his chest with
her index finger and dragged it slowly down between his pecs.

He grabbed her wrist before she made it to his waist. "And you already
thanked me for it with that piece of materia." Cloud held her wrist
there, tight enough that she couldn't pull it away or touch him without
his permission. Just tight enough to hurt a little, to show the
overeager puppy what he could do if she pressed.

Jessie screwed her face up in mock offense. "Do you think I'm trying to
reward you with sex? What kind of girl do you think I am?"

Cloud's expression didn't change. "The kind of girl who shows up drunk
and throws herself at men because she's bored."

"Shows what you know!" Jessie jabbed a finger on her free hand at him,
barely holding onto the bottle. "I only throw myself at the cute ones.
And you, Cloud..." Once more her eyes went up and down his bare chest.
There was hunger there, past the mischief and light drunkenness. Hunger
he hadn't seen in years.

My, how you have grown. I'll bet the girls never leave you alone.

His mother's words echoed in his head. She was wrong. They hadn't paid
any real attention to them. Or if they did, Cloud never noticed. There
was always something else to focus on. Girls were just a distraction.
He didn't have time for them then, and he just had no interest in them
now. Especially not the puppy.

"C'mon Cloud," Jessie's voice dropped low, losing some of the
playfulness. "You're good looking. Really good looking," she let out a
breathless laugh, wetting her lips. "You saved my life twice. I'm high
on life and victory and I want you." She bit her lower lip, and
something stirred in him.

Cloud lifted her wrist up, pulling until Jessie was forced on the tips
of her toes. He leaned in close. Jessie was pretty. There was no
ignoring her sharp, mischievous features or the way her eyes lit up
with excitement as they stormed the reactor. With her hair down like
this, she was more than pretty. It didn't matter.

"You couldn't handle me." He said, voice barely above a whisper. "Go
home, puppy."

Jessie's sharp, mischievous, pretty face fell. Cloud fought a smile of
satisfaction. She was attractive and she was available, but she was
nothing to him. Jessie was nothing more than a silly girl who needed to
be reminded that he was not her friend, not her lover, not anything
other than a heartless merc, just there to help a friend.

"Okay," she said, sighing. Cloud relaxed. The next thing he knew she
leaned forward and kissed him fiercely. Shock froze him as her soft
lips attacked him with a fury he didn't expect from the girl. Soft and
furious and hungry for him. The taste of booze on her lips was a taste
of all the fun he could have, if he just gave in.

"No," he said, breaking the kiss. Jessie made a small pleased sound in
the back of her throat, grinning at him. Cloud grabbed her other wrist
and spun them in place. He slammed Jessie against the door. The bottle
of booze fell to the ground with a thud. He pinned her wrists above her
head against the door, squeezing hard enough to elicit a gasp. Blood
pounded in Cloud's head and chest. "No."

A strange expression came over Jessie's face. Surprise, maybe. Cloud
almost read it as fear, but there was no fear in the smirk that
followed. He realized, seconds before she struck again, it was lust.
"Yes."

She struggled against his hands, leaning forward and stopping just
inches shy of his expressionless face. A frustrated whimper escaped her
when Cloud didn't budge. "Cloud..." she whined. No, if there was any
fear, it just excited her more. And that woke something in him.

"I said," Cloud growled, "you couldn't handle me. You should've
listened."

Jessie's eyes widened. Cloud crashed into her, mouth claiming hers
while his body pressed against hers hard enough to make the metal door
go whoomp. His kiss was barely restrained fury and hunger, unleashed on
the foolish, pretty terrorist girl. Jessie moaned into the kiss,
struggling against his hands as she fought to get closer.

Cloud released her. Her hands immediately circled his neck, pulling him
closer to her as she held on for dear life. They devoured each other
until Jessie pulled back, gasping for air. Licking her lips and
panting, Jesse let out another heady laugh.

"See? Is that so bad?" Jessie teased.

In response, Cloud reached for her face. Jessie leaned towards him, but
he went past her cheek right to her hair. He grabbed a fistful of it
and yanked backwards. Jesse let out a sharp gasp. "Shut up," he
growled, going for her neck.

"Oh!" Jessie's sharp gasp made the hairs on the back of his neck stand
on end. Cloud dragged his teeth down the soft, unblemished skin of her
neck. He latched on, kissing and nipping sharply just below her throat.
She squealed, burying her hands in his hair and tugging until his scalp
went numb.

Cloud couldn't remember the last time he'd been with a woman. Was it
before Nibelheim burned, or maybe after...A flash of white and pain
rang in his head. He growled into Jessie's throat. His hand went down
her back, down to her surprisingly solid ass and he squeezed. Jessie
all but melted into him, wrapping her leg around her waist. A second
later, she wrapped the other one around him.

Keeping her up was effortless. He was a soldier, and she was so
wonderfully, perfectly small against him. Jesse rolled her hips against
him, letting out a languid "Yesss" as his erection brushed against her
cunt, separated only by his boxers and her pants. She adjusted, then
his cock was trapped between their bodies.

"Fuck," Cloud groaned against her neck, eyes closing.

"Yeah?" Jessie said, rolled her hips against him, sliding her pussy
along his hardness. Cloud's entire body shuddered and ground against
her, needing more. "You like that, Cloud? I've wanted you all night.
I've needed you," she said, breath hot against his ear. Jessie pressed
her lips just below his ear.

His only response was a sharp intake of breath and another wild,
involuntary thrust that slammed her into the door once more. It was the
worst kind of tease, a ghost sensation he could just barely not feel. A
tease that turned want into his own need for satisfaction.

"You want me, don't you?" Jessie said, voice a manic whisper. She
squeezed her legs around him, drawing him in. Her reward was a low
groan and another bestial thrust against her. "Say it, Cloud. Say you
want me." Cloud's next thrust fell short as Jessie pulled back to stare
him in the face.

"Isn't it obvious?" said Cloud. He squeezed her ass hard, earning him
another pleased moan. "Stop fucking around."

"I wanna hear you say it," Jessie laughed. Her body writhed against
him. When he went to grind, she pulled away giggling. "Not until I hear
you say you want me."

Irritation warred with lust. Cloud's cock throbbed with need. No doubt
the little minx could feel every powerful pulse of blood making him
twitch against her. The front of his boxers felt wet and plastered to
him. "I want..." Cloud swallowed hard. "I want to fuck you."

Jessie's eyes lit up. "Close enough," she said, lips splitting into a
pleased smile. She ran a hand through his thick, spiky blonde hair. It
was too familiar, too affectionate for his tastes. He bit back his
annoyance. "So....Take me."

Cloud didn't need to be told twice. He pulled away from the door, still
holding her against him. The bed caught his eye, but he paused. Jessie
wanted him as a proper lover. That would only encourage her, and horny
or not he wasn't about to do that. No, Cloud had a better idea. He
carried her to the sink in the corner of the room. He plopped her down
on the rim.

Jessie was delighted. "Ooh, you're dirtier than you let on, aren't
you?" She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the side.
Cloud's eyes darted downwards, to her small, teardrop shaped breasts
with light brown nipples that were as hard as he was. When he managed
to tear his gaze away, Jesse was grinning at him.

"C'mon, Soldier-boy," she said. She nodded at his boxers, licking her
lips with absolutely zero shame. At this point, Cloud was happy to
oblige. He pulled them down slowly, tugging harder as it caught on his
erection, which bobbed in the air once freed.

"Oh my," said Jesse, eyes widening. "I guess that sword really isn't
compensating for anything. Wedge owes me ten gil."

Cloud sighed. "Really? Are you really doing this now?" There was no
more irritation left, just resignation.

"Y'huh!" Jessie let out a pleased giggle. Her hands went down to the
top of her leggings. Wriggling out of them, she tossed them to the side
and spread her legs for Cloud to enjoy. There was the overeager
demolitions expert, wearing only a smile and naked lust.

"What do you think, Cloud?" Jessie's voice dropped down, coy and
playful. She ran her hand up her pussy, spreading the bright pink lips
for him to see just how wet she was already. Above, her pubic hair was
shaved down to just a triangle pointing down. In spite of her
goofiness, his cock twitched.

"Oh," Jessie's breath hitched. "I think you like it. What are you
waiting for? Get over here!" She beckoned him with a crook of her
finger.

Cloud moved between her legs. Grasping his cock, he ran the head up and
down her wet pussy. Jessie shivered and leaned back, hand still keeping
herself spread for him. The fat head of his cock stopped right at her
entrance. Jessie's low whine as he stopped made the corners of Cloud's
lips twitch in something that was almost a smile. Seven inches long and
curving upwards, Jesse really wasn't ready for what she was about to
get.

"C'mon Cloud, stop messing around," Jessie whined. "You can't just
tease me li -- OH FUCK"

Her sentence changed to a scream of surprise as Cloud thrust into her.
With one smooth roll of his hips, his cock slid into her tight, wet
depths. Her inner walls gripped him, tight enough to feel like a fight
to get in. Cloud was halfway in when Jessie put her hands on his chest
and whimpered.

"What's the matter, Jessie? Too much?" Cloud smirked. Her pussy clung
to him as he pulled almost all of the way out, leaving just the tip.
Her pussy clenched, as if not wanting him to fully leave her.

"No no, I didn't say that," Jessie said hastily. "You just -- FUCK!"
Her voice went hoarse as she called out again, a cacophony in the tiny
apartment.

Once more he pushed into Jessie. Her entire body jerked as he filled
her. Arms wrapped around him so he couldn't leave. Cloud pushed
forward, shoving until her back was against the mirror and she jerked
again from the cold on her skin. Her legs hooked around his waist and
pulled him closer. "You're an ass," Jesse giggled.

She nudged him with her feet, and was rewarded with a gentle roll of
his hips. He didn't stop, just giving her small, gentle, teasing
thrusts that just made her want more. Jesse pulled him down to her,
burying her face in his neck and letting out a pleased sigh. "More,"
she whispered, nipping his neck.

Cloud pulled back and slammed home. Her pussy clenched hard. A dark
thrill went down his spine as his hunger sharpened. It had been so long
he nearly forgot how all encompassing and amazing it felt. Years of
training and fighting left so much of him toughened, but not his cock.
He couldn't be stoic when each inch that filled his lover sent a shock
that went up and down his body.

The first thrust was followed by another slow pull back and thrust back
into her. Like a roller coaster going up to the top and crashing down
and with nearly as much screaming. Jesse's cries were muffled against
his skin, but he could hear them and he could feel them. It made the
hair on the back of his neck stand up and his hunger grow.

Again, and again, and again, picking up in speed until he was fucking
the poor girl against the mirror with reckless abandon. It was not
unlike a good fight, overwhelming and dominating his opponent.
Predatory instinct drove him into Jessie as she held on for dear life,
rising to meet each thrust with one of her own.

The apartment was filled with the wet sounds of sex. Each slap of his
balls against her ass filled Cloud with smug satisfaction. Each thrust
slammed her against the mirror, making the entire wall thud and shake.
Jessie threw her head back and moaned. Her eyes were clenched shut,
overwhelmed with the real power of a soldier.

Her hand dipped down between the two of them. She rubbed at her clit in
fast, desperate circles. "Yes yes yes yesssss," her moans turned into a
hiss.

Cloud stopped abruptly.

"Huh? What? WHY?" Jessie bit her lip, breathing hard.

"Don't stop," Cloud said, touching her hand. "Keep going."

"I...Okay," Jessie closed her eyes and rubbed her clit, slower now. Her
pussy clenched and unclenched around him, needing him more than ever.

Cloud reached behind him and unhooked her legs. He pushed them against
her chest, feet up near his ears. Jessie's eyes widened with
understanding. He pushed again, but it was harder. This position made
her tighter, and her pussy was constantly pushing against him. Cloud
let himself fall forward, pinning her against the wall and the sink as
he made sure she felt every single inch fill her up as he bottomed out.

Jessie let out a gasp. No scream, no shout, just a gasp. It was all she
could do. Cloud didn't give her any time to adjust or prepare. He
pulled back and drove himself into her as if he'd never stopped. The
fingers on her clit became a blur as Cloud pounded her into the wall
like he hated her.

That sweet stop and go of her pussy gripping his dick blurred into one
continuous jolt of pleasure with no beginning or end. None of it
mattered except for keeping it going, chasing after that release that
would satiate the wolf inside. He buried his face in her neck and bit
down, stifling the moans he wanted to let loose and let the whole world
know who owned the small woman he was fucking into a puddle.

Beneath him, Jessie was indeed a puddle. The gasp turned into a never
ending stream of incoherent whimpers rising in pitch as she held on and
diddled herself. Her body jerked and twitched and convulsed as it
fought a dozen different impulses at once. The twitches came faster and
faster until her entire body seized up and the dam broke.

Jessie's whimpers turned into a low, throaty moan that cracked and
became a high keening as she spasmed around him. Each rapid clench and
unclench pulled Cloud in deeper until he let go, groaning into her
shoulder as he buried himself to the hilt and the world became a white
flash.

Once, twice, half a dozen times his cock pulsed and filled Jessie with
his hot cum. Each pulse made her clench harder until there was nothing
left to give. The need was gone, and instead a sense of calm and peace
that wasn't there before she arrived. Cloud straightened up, looking at
a completely wiped Jessie who was breathing hard. Sweat plastered her
hair to her forehead.

"I...Wow," Jessie laughed breathlessly.

"Told you you couldn't handle it," Cloud said, smirking. He pulled out
of her with a wet plop. A gush of his cum poured out into the sink.

That set Jessie off into a giggle-fit. She leaned forward, letting more
drip out. "I handled myself just fine, thank you. But that was...You're
as good as you look, Lover." Right from the start she stared at him
like he was a piece of meat. If anything, it was even worse now that
she was wiped out and had a taste.

Jessie&#x27;s Celebration

by SmilingSatyr (UID 3742515)

https://www.literotica.com/s/jessies-celebration

FF7R. After a successful mission, Jesse wants to play

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"Whatever," sad Cloud. He slipped his boxers back on and tossed her
clothes at her. "See yourself out." He went back to the bed and let
himself fall into it.

To his surprise, Jessie wasn't offended. "We'll have to do this again,"
she said as she shimmied back into her leggings. "A celebration after
each reactor we blow. Maybe a blow for each blow!"

Cloud responded with a disinterested grunt. Jessie pulled her shirt
back on and came up to him. "You think we don't see past that act? You
care more than you let on."

"Go."

Jessie sighed. "Whatever you say, Lover. Until next time." She leaned
in and planted a kiss on his forehead and was away before he could swat
at her. At the door she paused. "Next time, I'll show you what I can
do." The door closed behind her and he was left alone.

Completely alone. No memories, no past coming back to haunt him when it
was too quiet to ignore. It was just him in this shitty apartment, in
this shitty city, with the rest of his money waiting for him tomorrow.
Maybe then he could talk to Tifa and --

Oh. Tifa. Cloud looked over to the sink, and the wall he shared with
her apartment. Shit.

Story Tags: fanfic; m%2Ff; cloud; jesse; fwb; final%20fantasy; ff7r

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