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Tifa had long observed Cloud's body over the course of their strange journey. She had come to admire what he had achieved with it and was shocked at her own reaction after seeing him so developed.
What had surprised her most was her reaction to the crossdressing. At first she had admired that woman as she did any other. At first she had found it funny that the woman was actually Cloud all along. But once they had settled in Kalm and let the onslaught of adrenaline cool down, she realized how much she couldn't get the image of him in that lavender dress out of her mind. He had had her so fooled! Had had everyone fooled! He obviously put in the effort, but it boggled her mind how well he was able to pass as a woman.
Oh, he was pretty, everyone could see that, but to defy one's given gender and to pass as the opposite so precisely was a surprise.
And now she was observing Cloud directly, her breasts against his arched back. She clamped her teeth down on his neck, having brushed aside his braid. She had gotten another good look of how he had crossed the barrier and it had sent her into an infernal heat.
She had long seen Cloud's veins pop across his body and his skin turn incarnadine in battle as he stressed it with his acrobatics, with spellcasting, and with lugging around that iron heap of a sword. She had heard very well all the grunts and groans he made as he split cybernetic foes in half or as he dodged some poisonous enemy attack. Now, however, she felt the twitch and throb of his cock as she pumped up and down, rose quartz-colored silky panties drawn aside. With her other hand she fondled a pec of his, stroking, pinching, and tugging at his nipple. Now she heard whimpering and moaning not from running around a battlefield but from her own manipulations on his body. Now his skin turned red from a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure—but they both knew very well just much he liked the dress.
She briefly stopped her biting to whisper into his ear: "Aren't you just the prettiest princess? You had us all fooled!" By then her hand, disguised, alongside his cock, underneath the violet dress, had been slicked in his precum. The dress itself had gained a wet spot from the head of his penis and flapped as she pumped away.
Cloud whimpered as his cock twitched. She could feel the frenetic and feverish beat of his heart. She pumped away as she sunk her teeth deep into his neck again, marking him with another hickey.
He let out a long moan as he came, making a mess of the dress, the ground below, and the hand around his member. Tifa gathered as much of his seed as she could in her hand, moved her hand to her mouth and then gulped it down next to his ear.
"I didn't know my princess tasted so good."