If anyone needs to be snapped out of it, it's Tifa as he trails kisses along her neck and frees her breasts beneath her shirt, or when he presses his hips more firmly against hers. There isn't much she can say at first besides the purr it all elicits from her, or the shy giggle that follows. She recalls that night in the dreamscape when she had shown him Seventh Heaven and made him a drink, and how they teased at the possibility of this... And then how she went and found herself a book that would help flesh out the fantasy a little more.
But she never thought it would happen so soon. Maybe she should have known better than to expect otherwise. Maybe she should have expected this today... and maybe she should have worn something a little nicer underneath her shirt for him.
Except this sudden spontaneity is part of the fun, isn't it? It's thrilling, and she can already feel the adrenaline pumping through her alongside the sparks of electric energy he presses into her skin with each kiss and mark he leaves behind.]
You don't remember...?
[It's proving incredibly difficult to string together or even comprehend the words that she wants to say, especially when he steals her breath away like this, but she tries to mask the tremble in her voice.]
Ten minutes before opening time... people waiting right outside... she tries to stay quiet, not to knock anything over on the counter or spill, but... [She's interrupted by a low, blissful sigh.] He doesn't let up or stop.
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If anyone needs to be snapped out of it, it's Tifa as he trails kisses along her neck and frees her breasts beneath her shirt, or when he presses his hips more firmly against hers. There isn't much she can say at first besides the purr it all elicits from her, or the shy giggle that follows. She recalls that night in the dreamscape when she had shown him Seventh Heaven and made him a drink, and how they teased at the possibility of this... And then how she went and found herself a book that would help flesh out the fantasy a little more.
But she never thought it would happen so soon. Maybe she should have known better than to expect otherwise. Maybe she should have expected this today... and maybe she should have worn something a little nicer underneath her shirt for him.
Except this sudden spontaneity is part of the fun, isn't it? It's thrilling, and she can already feel the adrenaline pumping through her alongside the sparks of electric energy he presses into her skin with each kiss and mark he leaves behind.]
You don't remember...?
[It's proving incredibly difficult to string together or even comprehend the words that she wants to say, especially when he steals her breath away like this, but she tries to mask the tremble in her voice.]
Ten minutes before opening time... people waiting right outside... she tries to stay quiet, not to knock anything over on the counter or spill, but... [She's interrupted by a low, blissful sigh.] He doesn't let up or stop.