Shower Sex Ed
A Final Fantasy VII Ficlet by Ice Lady

Rating: R
Category: AU
Pairing(s): Surprise!
Warnings:
Summary: *points to the title*
Notes: For Rattie. There; nice and simple.

Now, you see, yee of no buttsex experience, having hot wet sex in the shower is impossible. The first time I got to be on the receiving end, I felt sorry for being a prick and not believing all those women who kept on saying it didn't work.

The difference between an ass and a vagina (yeah, I can get technical if I'm bothered; or bored) is in the fact that the ass isn't really made to receive a dick inside it. It *can* but it ain't happening without something nice and slick, unless you want me to chop it off.

Of course, water is neither nice nor slick and has a tendency to wash all the goodies off. Wanna know what it's like to have a piece of hot hard manflesh with the surface smoothness of emery paper rammed in?

Neither do I. Ever again.

Tseng takes his time. Tseng *always* takes his time, son of a bitch. He slooooowly opens the bottle, then sloooowly smears the lube between his fingers and, *finally*, gets to some real action.

He pushes one finger in. Did I say slowly? I manage to forget that it's a tile wall and not a sheet I'm holding and there's no way for me to squeeze my fingers through.

I just feel that sweet friction before he actually adds another finger, adding the stretching sensation to the mix.

It doesn't really take more than two fingers for him to fuck me. We've been through this before; he'd turn me into one sorry excuse for a human being that would be willing to sell his future children for more.

And he's feeling playful today, I can sense it from the way he breathes, that sarcastic self-righteous smile adorning his lips. Son of a bitch makes me moan like a schoolgirl in a shower. And I'm fucking loving every minute of it.

My back arches, my nails *still* think they're stronger than ceramic, and add my weak knees to the mixture, stir a bit and you get yourself some nice Reno cocktail.