[Tifa smiles gently into the kiss, allowing it to linger so that she can take in one more before they sleep. She may even chase him for a second, quicker one too, but it's no less genuine, no less loving than any of the many, many others they've shared today.
And when he pulls back, she lets him find a spot on her chest again while her fingers continue to brush over his ears, massaging them until she finally feels his breaths even out, and his body relax over hers.]
Sweet dreams.
[She follows not long after, and she slides into that spot against him where she was made to fit, and tumbles into a light but dreamless sleep of her own...]
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And when he pulls back, she lets him find a spot on her chest again while her fingers continue to brush over his ears, massaging them until she finally feels his breaths even out, and his body relax over hers.]
Sweet dreams.
[She follows not long after, and she slides into that spot against him where she was made to fit, and tumbles into a light but dreamless sleep of her own...]