[Her head is just a jumbled mess that she hardly recognizes that he's pushing her back, and next thing, she feels the plushy moss and the coarse rock scraping against her skin. She's tried to avoid eye contact with him up until now, but from here, it's hard to get away from. Now with how he crowds her like this, or how his reddened lips pull into that playful smirk.
The last twelve hours have been a constant push and pull battle between her body and her mind, where her mind wants to be rational, wants to shut this down so that they can focus on saving their energy and finding their way back through the rocky terrain to Camelot, but her body wants something else entirely. It wants to shut that rational part of her off and give in to instinct and allow her hands and lips and everything else to do the talking for her.
It's hard to keep it all straight when he says things like that. Tifa had evaded the eyes of men for many years, becoming practiced in the art of modest dodging when customers would come in, regular or not, just to see her. She could tell, when their eyes would roam or they would pause their drinks as she passed, but she never thought twice about any of them.
But for some reason, she wants Eustace to notice her. She wants his eyes on her, and every last bit of his attention drawn and glued to her, and only her, and the fact that it is? Teasing or embarrassing or whatever this is, it was something she hadn't realized how badly she wanted until now. Knowing that she, Tifa Lockhart, had provoked something carnal in him...
She knows he's teasing her for her embarrassment, and her face is still flushed a red that could put the scarlet hues of her eyes to shame, but she leans up slowly to close that rift between them to press kiss him again, teasing back with a playful nip on his lower lip.
Her heart thunders in her chest again as her arms coil around the back of his head so he can lift her to him if he chooses, and it drowns out the sounds around them.
The birds that chirped so loud were nothing more than a distant, muffled song. The leaves rustling, the leftover dew from the downpour the night before dripping slowly from somewhere outside, all of it turns to dust in her ears. The sound of a dolphin's chirp and the galloping of a horse's feet and the barks of a wolf coming from the cave's entrance—wait...]
What?
[She doesn't realize she's said it out loud, purred against the corner of his lips. Her face twists with pain at having to move away, and confusion about what she'd just heard and why it was so familiar... She rolls her head back to look behind her to the source...
And then.....
CRASH!!!!
The rocks and branches and whatever else he'd set aside there is destroyed in a single blast, and from the other side bursts Tifa's dolphin familiar, spinning and flipping through the air as she calls back to Eria and their horse.]
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The last twelve hours have been a constant push and pull battle between her body and her mind, where her mind wants to be rational, wants to shut this down so that they can focus on saving their energy and finding their way back through the rocky terrain to Camelot, but her body wants something else entirely. It wants to shut that rational part of her off and give in to instinct and allow her hands and lips and everything else to do the talking for her.
It's hard to keep it all straight when he says things like that. Tifa had evaded the eyes of men for many years, becoming practiced in the art of modest dodging when customers would come in, regular or not, just to see her. She could tell, when their eyes would roam or they would pause their drinks as she passed, but she never thought twice about any of them.
But for some reason, she wants Eustace to notice her. She wants his eyes on her, and every last bit of his attention drawn and glued to her, and only her, and the fact that it is? Teasing or embarrassing or whatever this is, it was something she hadn't realized how badly she wanted until now. Knowing that she, Tifa Lockhart, had provoked something carnal in him...
She knows he's teasing her for her embarrassment, and her face is still flushed a red that could put the scarlet hues of her eyes to shame, but she leans up slowly to close that rift between them to press kiss him again, teasing back with a playful nip on his lower lip.
Her heart thunders in her chest again as her arms coil around the back of his head so he can lift her to him if he chooses, and it drowns out the sounds around them.
The birds that chirped so loud were nothing more than a distant, muffled song. The leaves rustling, the leftover dew from the downpour the night before dripping slowly from somewhere outside, all of it turns to dust in her ears. The sound of a dolphin's chirp and the galloping of a horse's feet and the barks of a wolf coming from the cave's entrance—wait...]
What?
[She doesn't realize she's said it out loud, purred against the corner of his lips. Her face twists with pain at having to move away, and confusion about what she'd just heard and why it was so familiar... She rolls her head back to look behind her to the source...
And then.....
CRASH!!!!
The rocks and branches and whatever else he'd set aside there is destroyed in a single blast, and from the other side bursts Tifa's dolphin familiar, spinning and flipping through the air as she calls back to Eria and their horse.]