[It's her turn to be left surprised, not expecting that second, more coveting kiss. She would have been content with just the one so that they could make the vines together, but as she hears them shifting, Tifa just lets her eyes flutter shut and yields to it, lips melting against his as she accepts the love and the dreamotion that it carries.
No doubt the purest, strongest form of it that they could make.
And perhaps she could be a little selfish too, and take from him. Not his magic, but the warmth he gives her so easily any time, but especially in times like this. Times where things have felt so dire, so scary, that they couldn't even take a moment to be themselves.
When they finally do part again, he's somehow managed to leave her feeling a touch breathless and dizzy from the surprise, and she doesn't even need to look down at the covered hole to know that they had done it, and that it will hold for much longer because of it.
She sees that grin of mischief, and she can't help but blush in return.]
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No doubt the purest, strongest form of it that they could make.
And perhaps she could be a little selfish too, and take from him. Not his magic, but the warmth he gives her so easily any time, but especially in times like this. Times where things have felt so dire, so scary, that they couldn't even take a moment to be themselves.
When they finally do part again, he's somehow managed to leave her feeling a touch breathless and dizzy from the surprise, and she doesn't even need to look down at the covered hole to know that they had done it, and that it will hold for much longer because of it.
She sees that grin of mischief, and she can't help but blush in return.]
Well... At least we're sure that will hold.