Fic: Silk and Stockings
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tripoverhercatsTitle: Silk and Stockings
Rating: Teen for language
A/N: It is canon and I could not resist. Part of the ZackLives AU
Previously
There was an obscure sort of comfort in the fact that - for once - Cloud knew without a single doubt in his mind, he’d never once in his life worn a pair of heels. How on earth did women ever manage, even with a lower center of gravity? He teetered, his balance thrown terribly off and his ankles wobbled ridiculously on the flimsy spikes.
“No, no.” Aeris had a hand under his elbow as she looked up at him a bit - well the heels were good for one thing, he was actually taller than her now - and frowned. “Balance on the balls of your feet, try to keep your weight there.”
“Why can’t I wear flat shoes?” This was crazy, this was so terribly crazy, but something had gone wrong on the operation to destroy the Sector 5 reactor and seeing Tifa being taken into that weird house was the first sign Cloud had found that any of them were OK. Despite Aeris assurances that Zack was still fine, they’d feel it if he wasn’t, Cloud needed to see him with his own eyes and Aeris hadn’t argued very hard. She needed to see him too, Cloud knew.
“Two reasons,” Aeris said brightly. “One, being in heels makes you change your walk to something much more feminine and two, they make your legs and butt look good.”
“I… no… wait… Aeris?” But she was already chattering at high speed with the tailor’s daughter and both women were looking at him in a way that made him want to reach for his blades and defend himself.
“She’s absolutely right, you’ll need stockings for those. C’mon, the pharmacy is right over here.”
“I’ve got socks.” He managed weakly only to have both women sigh at him.
“Hopeless,” the tailor’s daughter shook her head sadly. “Don’t worry about the shoes Aeris, I’ll make sure they’re dyed to match the fabric Dad is using. He’s going to need to do something about the hair though, so unfortunate, despite the color. There’s a gym up the road a bit though and some of the members…” she trailed off and gave Cloud a slow look from head to toe, “yeah, I think they might have something that’ll suit him.”
Gym? Pharmacy?? What about his hair??? He was sure that Zack had some sort of helpful advice for a situation like this and it was probably something like “Run Like Hell” but he was doing this because they didn’t know what was going on. Aeris was pushing his boots back at him and she had his hand again and their were out the door…
There was a vague memory of shopping in Cloud’s mind back when he was a Shinra trooper. It involved usually a short list and maybe two stops, three if he was going to the cleaners to pick up pressed uniforms. Shopping had never involved chatting to a woman in a bathroom stall, picking up drinks from a vending machine, stopping for lunch and then having a competition with a man twice his size and a tenth of his speed. He wasn’t even sure if they’d found any stockings.
He wasn’t even sure what stockings were. His brain was alternately providing images of something that went over a woman’s legs or possibly someone’s face.
“Ooh, you’re right, we do have to do something about your face.” Aeris paused and looked carefully at his face, tilting her head as she seemed to study his cheekbones. “And I know just the girls to help you.”
Had he been talking out loud?
Aeris paused by an alleyway that had seen a lot of single men go traipsing through it and almost no women. She stood and watched them for a while, finally zeroing in on an older, heavyset man who was pacing back and forth. “Him.” She pointed the man out to Cloud. “He’s having second and third thoughts. Go talk to him and get his membership card.”
Getting the card had been surprisingly easy and Aeris was dragging him further down the road. “Now I can’t go in there, so you’ll have to ask the girls to do up your face yourself, is that alright?”
“Do up my face… right.” Cloud dutifully repeated. Cloud’s memory scrabbled a bit as they rounded a corner and he saw their destination. The Honeybee. Something…
Hey Strife, you wanna spend your payday check with us down at the Honeybee? They’ll make a man out of you!
Well, Aeris was sure they’d make a woman out of him. Cloud faltered a bit. There was something very wrong with that thought, but Aeris was pushing him forward with a little grin and turning to flirt with a long line of suddenly very attentive men…
That was an hour out of his life he was sure he would never, ever forget, even if Hojo himself showed up in the next instant with a fresh round of Jenova. There had been so many of them, all cheerful and big and…. flexing at him. Calling him “Bubby”, splashing the bath water at him, chatting and laughing and… cooing… But the girls had done his face afterwards, clucking at the high color in his cheeks and he had the… panties his brain helpfully supplied… and one of the girls had given him stockings. Apparently they really were for legs and they had even showed him how to get the seam in the back straight.
He should have gone with his first impulse to just kick down the Don’s door and start killing people until he found Tifa. He found Aeris outside and was just about to tell her that when she gave a delighted clap of her hands.
“Oh, that’s perfect! Your eyes, there are top dollar actresses that would kill for lashes like that and it brings out the blue without you even noticing the mako glow!” She snatched up the small bag in his hands and made a pleased noise. “Oh, yes… those will do indeed. This will be so much fun.”
Fun? His head spun a bit. This was supposed to be fun? No… no he was going to tell Aeris they’d do this the direct way, any moment now. He wasn’t going to follow her into the tailor shop and be shoved into the dressing room with… with… that soft and shimmery thing and the wig and the tiara and the panties…
Oh hells. He stared in shock at his reflection in the mirror. The dress was cut high in both the neck and the sides, hiding his adam’s apple and displaying what had to be an indecent amount of leg. Or maybe it was the stockings that made it so… or the panties, the cut made it obvious he was wearing something scandalous. The wig sort of floated hair over his shoulders, disguising the breadth of them, the gloves softened his hands, he looked…
“Oh… oh you’re beautiful!” Aeris was smiling softly, hands clasped to her breast. The tailor’s daughter was beaming too and even a few of the other customers had turned to stare. “I’d better get gussied up myself or I’d feel completely outclassed!”
As she pulled out something red and slinky, Cloud gave a few practice steps in the heels, this time balancing a bit more forward, it did odd things to his hips though, there was a definite sway in his step now. It didn’t take her long before she was out, with her long hair loose around her hips and a devilish grin on her lips. “Put your gear in my bag and we’re ready! Pity I don’t have a camera with me, Zack’s going to hate that he missed us looking so fine!”
It was surprising how thankful he could be for small things.
Several weeks later
Reno sighed as he continued to hack through Don Conero’s security system. The asshole had a decent setup, but the Turks had the Shinra mainframe. “C’mon, spill your secrets ya piece of shit. Show us where he spilled the beans.”
The way Cornero had disappeared was all the proof they really needed that the crime lord had tipped off AVALANCHE, but having evidence to cover your ass if the slimy pig turned out to have a few more friends was prudent.
“Ah, security cameras.” Reno jumped the footage forward, scanning at high speed. There was the Lockheart girl, dressed rather prettily for once - Reno saved a few nice shots for Rude - and well, hello, that was Gainsborough. “And who is that blonde?” Damn, was that a looker and a half. He’d sworn he’d seen her before too… several images went right into his personal files. He kept following her on the camera feed. “Ch’, ‘course that fat old slug picked the blonde, look at her blush. Shit, wonder if he popped her cherry?”
The footage in the bedroom however attracted Rude to find out why his partner was laughing so hysterically.
Rating: Teen for language
A/N: It is canon and I could not resist. Part of the ZackLives AU
Previously
There was an obscure sort of comfort in the fact that - for once - Cloud knew without a single doubt in his mind, he’d never once in his life worn a pair of heels. How on earth did women ever manage, even with a lower center of gravity? He teetered, his balance thrown terribly off and his ankles wobbled ridiculously on the flimsy spikes.
“No, no.” Aeris had a hand under his elbow as she looked up at him a bit - well the heels were good for one thing, he was actually taller than her now - and frowned. “Balance on the balls of your feet, try to keep your weight there.”
“Why can’t I wear flat shoes?” This was crazy, this was so terribly crazy, but something had gone wrong on the operation to destroy the Sector 5 reactor and seeing Tifa being taken into that weird house was the first sign Cloud had found that any of them were OK. Despite Aeris assurances that Zack was still fine, they’d feel it if he wasn’t, Cloud needed to see him with his own eyes and Aeris hadn’t argued very hard. She needed to see him too, Cloud knew.
“Two reasons,” Aeris said brightly. “One, being in heels makes you change your walk to something much more feminine and two, they make your legs and butt look good.”
“I… no… wait… Aeris?” But she was already chattering at high speed with the tailor’s daughter and both women were looking at him in a way that made him want to reach for his blades and defend himself.
“She’s absolutely right, you’ll need stockings for those. C’mon, the pharmacy is right over here.”
“I’ve got socks.” He managed weakly only to have both women sigh at him.
“Hopeless,” the tailor’s daughter shook her head sadly. “Don’t worry about the shoes Aeris, I’ll make sure they’re dyed to match the fabric Dad is using. He’s going to need to do something about the hair though, so unfortunate, despite the color. There’s a gym up the road a bit though and some of the members…” she trailed off and gave Cloud a slow look from head to toe, “yeah, I think they might have something that’ll suit him.”
Gym? Pharmacy?? What about his hair??? He was sure that Zack had some sort of helpful advice for a situation like this and it was probably something like “Run Like Hell” but he was doing this because they didn’t know what was going on. Aeris was pushing his boots back at him and she had his hand again and their were out the door…
There was a vague memory of shopping in Cloud’s mind back when he was a Shinra trooper. It involved usually a short list and maybe two stops, three if he was going to the cleaners to pick up pressed uniforms. Shopping had never involved chatting to a woman in a bathroom stall, picking up drinks from a vending machine, stopping for lunch and then having a competition with a man twice his size and a tenth of his speed. He wasn’t even sure if they’d found any stockings.
He wasn’t even sure what stockings were. His brain was alternately providing images of something that went over a woman’s legs or possibly someone’s face.
“Ooh, you’re right, we do have to do something about your face.” Aeris paused and looked carefully at his face, tilting her head as she seemed to study his cheekbones. “And I know just the girls to help you.”
Had he been talking out loud?
Aeris paused by an alleyway that had seen a lot of single men go traipsing through it and almost no women. She stood and watched them for a while, finally zeroing in on an older, heavyset man who was pacing back and forth. “Him.” She pointed the man out to Cloud. “He’s having second and third thoughts. Go talk to him and get his membership card.”
Getting the card had been surprisingly easy and Aeris was dragging him further down the road. “Now I can’t go in there, so you’ll have to ask the girls to do up your face yourself, is that alright?”
“Do up my face… right.” Cloud dutifully repeated. Cloud’s memory scrabbled a bit as they rounded a corner and he saw their destination. The Honeybee. Something…
Hey Strife, you wanna spend your payday check with us down at the Honeybee? They’ll make a man out of you!
Well, Aeris was sure they’d make a woman out of him. Cloud faltered a bit. There was something very wrong with that thought, but Aeris was pushing him forward with a little grin and turning to flirt with a long line of suddenly very attentive men…
That was an hour out of his life he was sure he would never, ever forget, even if Hojo himself showed up in the next instant with a fresh round of Jenova. There had been so many of them, all cheerful and big and…. flexing at him. Calling him “Bubby”, splashing the bath water at him, chatting and laughing and… cooing… But the girls had done his face afterwards, clucking at the high color in his cheeks and he had the… panties his brain helpfully supplied… and one of the girls had given him stockings. Apparently they really were for legs and they had even showed him how to get the seam in the back straight.
He should have gone with his first impulse to just kick down the Don’s door and start killing people until he found Tifa. He found Aeris outside and was just about to tell her that when she gave a delighted clap of her hands.
“Oh, that’s perfect! Your eyes, there are top dollar actresses that would kill for lashes like that and it brings out the blue without you even noticing the mako glow!” She snatched up the small bag in his hands and made a pleased noise. “Oh, yes… those will do indeed. This will be so much fun.”
Fun? His head spun a bit. This was supposed to be fun? No… no he was going to tell Aeris they’d do this the direct way, any moment now. He wasn’t going to follow her into the tailor shop and be shoved into the dressing room with… with… that soft and shimmery thing and the wig and the tiara and the panties…
Oh hells. He stared in shock at his reflection in the mirror. The dress was cut high in both the neck and the sides, hiding his adam’s apple and displaying what had to be an indecent amount of leg. Or maybe it was the stockings that made it so… or the panties, the cut made it obvious he was wearing something scandalous. The wig sort of floated hair over his shoulders, disguising the breadth of them, the gloves softened his hands, he looked…
“Oh… oh you’re beautiful!” Aeris was smiling softly, hands clasped to her breast. The tailor’s daughter was beaming too and even a few of the other customers had turned to stare. “I’d better get gussied up myself or I’d feel completely outclassed!”
As she pulled out something red and slinky, Cloud gave a few practice steps in the heels, this time balancing a bit more forward, it did odd things to his hips though, there was a definite sway in his step now. It didn’t take her long before she was out, with her long hair loose around her hips and a devilish grin on her lips. “Put your gear in my bag and we’re ready! Pity I don’t have a camera with me, Zack’s going to hate that he missed us looking so fine!”
It was surprising how thankful he could be for small things.
Several weeks later
Reno sighed as he continued to hack through Don Conero’s security system. The asshole had a decent setup, but the Turks had the Shinra mainframe. “C’mon, spill your secrets ya piece of shit. Show us where he spilled the beans.”
The way Cornero had disappeared was all the proof they really needed that the crime lord had tipped off AVALANCHE, but having evidence to cover your ass if the slimy pig turned out to have a few more friends was prudent.
“Ah, security cameras.” Reno jumped the footage forward, scanning at high speed. There was the Lockheart girl, dressed rather prettily for once - Reno saved a few nice shots for Rude - and well, hello, that was Gainsborough. “And who is that blonde?” Damn, was that a looker and a half. He’d sworn he’d seen her before too… several images went right into his personal files. He kept following her on the camera feed. “Ch’, ‘course that fat old slug picked the blonde, look at her blush. Shit, wonder if he popped her cherry?”
The footage in the bedroom however attracted Rude to find out why his partner was laughing so hysterically.