[ Arousal aside, Nami's heart skips a beat at the sight of Tifa, as her offer to show her makes Nami straighten in her seat before leaning forward and resting her elbows on her thighs, grinning widely. ]
Of course I do. You really need to ask? [ If anything, she's tempted to show Tifa how bare she is beneath the hem of the short, satiny chemise Nami threw on after promising to change into something less existing. However, with the way she's moving towards the edge of her seat, it's likely Tifa could see anyway if she looked.
Any thought of teasing her is wiped out of her mind as the inviting sight of Tifa lifting her skirt to give Nami a glimpse of her bare cunt, and the moisture only just beginning to cling to her outer folds, takes precedence over anything else. She even forgets about the dare when she gets to her feet, eyes dark with desire and falling half-closed as she strides closer to wrap one arm around Tifa's back while the fingers of her other hand slip between her thighs. Nami's touch is light, smoothing over the shape of her without delving further, the pads of her fingers slicking up with Tifa's wet while she ducks her head and kisses the crook of the other woman's neck. ]
Had to make sure. [ It's then that the tip of one finger presses in, sliding smoothly over Tifa's clit lightly before going still, as though she were waiting to see if Tifa would let her continue to distract her from their game. She's greedy to a fault, but, with Tifa, that takes many different forms. As much as she'll relish dissolving in pleasure under her tongue later, as Nami knows she will, feeling the evidence of Tifa's excitement is just as rewarding. Nami's breath is hot on Tifa's mouth, kissing her hard as the finger still gently pressed against her clit strums back and forth. ]
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Of course I do. You really need to ask? [ If anything, she's tempted to show Tifa how bare she is beneath the hem of the short, satiny chemise Nami threw on after promising to change into something less existing. However, with the way she's moving towards the edge of her seat, it's likely Tifa could see anyway if she looked.
Any thought of teasing her is wiped out of her mind as the inviting sight of Tifa lifting her skirt to give Nami a glimpse of her bare cunt, and the moisture only just beginning to cling to her outer folds, takes precedence over anything else. She even forgets about the dare when she gets to her feet, eyes dark with desire and falling half-closed as she strides closer to wrap one arm around Tifa's back while the fingers of her other hand slip between her thighs. Nami's touch is light, smoothing over the shape of her without delving further, the pads of her fingers slicking up with Tifa's wet while she ducks her head and kisses the crook of the other woman's neck. ]
Had to make sure. [ It's then that the tip of one finger presses in, sliding smoothly over Tifa's clit lightly before going still, as though she were waiting to see if Tifa would let her continue to distract her from their game. She's greedy to a fault, but, with Tifa, that takes many different forms. As much as she'll relish dissolving in pleasure under her tongue later, as Nami knows she will, feeling the evidence of Tifa's excitement is just as rewarding. Nami's breath is hot on Tifa's mouth, kissing her hard as the finger still gently pressed against her clit strums back and forth. ]