[Tifa coos at him, carding her fingers through his hair and tipping her head to offer him more of her neck to his lips, unable to resist the soft feel of them as they drift over her skin, or the warm tingle that they leave in their wake. But she, once again, has to force herself to keep from spinning to the dizzying heights he's already sending her to, and this time, she slowly rises to her feet. The flower petals that have clung to her skin flutter away.
As she waits for him to join her, a flush settles into her cheeks when she realizes she's still completely bare and sheened with sweat, red marks trailing cross her skin. A shy arm wraps around herself to cover up, although it's a poor attempt, and instead, she fiddles with the dog tag at her neck.]
But this one's special.
[Every one she watches with him would be special, but this is the first sunrise after they've fully declared and promised themselves to one another in a very official way. Just like how the sunrise the morning following their wedding will stir the same feelings in her when that day finally comes...]
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As she waits for him to join her, a flush settles into her cheeks when she realizes she's still completely bare and sheened with sweat, red marks trailing cross her skin. A shy arm wraps around herself to cover up, although it's a poor attempt, and instead, she fiddles with the dog tag at her neck.]
But this one's special.
[Every one she watches with him would be special, but this is the first sunrise after they've fully declared and promised themselves to one another in a very official way. Just like how the sunrise the morning following their wedding will stir the same feelings in her when that day finally comes...]