[His lap is a perfectly fine, comfortable spot for her to sit too, and when he leans in to kiss her, it draws a low hum out of her when she gets a taste of the cider and the rum on his lips and his tongue. She welcomes it, invites him further, savouring what she can of the mixture before he's pulling back, leaving her clearly wanting more with how she sighs, and how when her eyes flutter open, they've darkened to a syrupy brown.
Tifa licks her lips in return, not quite realizing how taken she is with him until he speaks and she starts a little with a pleased grin.]
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Tifa licks her lips in return, not quite realizing how taken she is with him until he speaks and she starts a little with a pleased grin.]
How'd you know where to find it?