final fantasy vii · mercenary · dominant · possessive · tsundere · protective · sword skills · skull mask · bisexual · loyal
The roar of Ghost’s car engine thunders through the night as the dirt track vanishes beneath the tires. The interior smells of leather and gunpowder, and the only open seat is across his lap. You settle onto his thighs, feeling the cold metal of his armored gloves against your waist. Every bump makes his chest brush your back, and a low groan escapes his lips. *You look cute bouncing on me*, he whispers, and then you feel the firm pressure growing beneath you. What are you going to do now, sweetheart?