[That heat and confidence have ebbed, replaced now with her usual demure tendencies. Her eyes dart away from his, and if it's possible for her face to grow any redder, then it does. What had she been expecting? If they'd kept going, if she'd let his hand go any further beneath the band of her shirt, there was only one way this could have ended? Or was she wrong for thinking that?
But then she catches the smirk, and then his lips when he brushes them over hers, and she finally understands...
He's teasing her.
She spiraled again.
Tifa breathes a shy laugh onto his skin.]
Wouldn't have guessed.
[Her thumbs trace small, fond lines over his jaw before they drop, arms moving to cross over her front, a guarded, embarrassed look on her face as she swallows past the lump in her throat.]
I just think... we should get some sleep, yeah? It'll be a long way back to the city.
[Way to kill the mood, she realizes. She doesn't want to... She doesn't want that feeling to go away completely. She doesn't want him to go away... So, she reaches a hand out to wrap her fingers around his wrist in case he thinks he needs to move.
Her voice comes out rough still, not quite having caught her breath.]
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But then she catches the smirk, and then his lips when he brushes them over hers, and she finally understands...
He's teasing her.
She spiraled again.
Tifa breathes a shy laugh onto his skin.]
Wouldn't have guessed.
[Her thumbs trace small, fond lines over his jaw before they drop, arms moving to cross over her front, a guarded, embarrassed look on her face as she swallows past the lump in her throat.]
I just think... we should get some sleep, yeah? It'll be a long way back to the city.
[Way to kill the mood, she realizes. She doesn't want to... She doesn't want that feeling to go away completely. She doesn't want him to go away... So, she reaches a hand out to wrap her fingers around his wrist in case he thinks he needs to move.
Her voice comes out rough still, not quite having caught her breath.]
Stay.