[ Aerith has never had friends like the ones she's found in Tifa, and the rest of their companions. She's thrown her fate in with the rest of them, vowing to walk this road towards saving the Planet and doing whatever it takes, and while the mission is daunting, the companionship she's found dwarfs the challenges she knows aren't that far away.
Time with Tifa is extra special for a whole host of reasons, some Aerith hasn't yet been willing to sit down with herself and truly delve into like she knows she ought to. They can just be, and be happy, and it would be more than enough for Aerith. Still, she likes the time alone, and when the rich, tropical perfume of some not-so-distance bloom fills the air, she draws an extra deep breath, making a point to relish how good of a day this is.
Tifa's question pulls Aerith out of her thoughts with a curious little hum. She steps closer, falling in beside the other woman as her head turns and her gaze roves this way and that. ] I've only read about it in a guide I got from the library, but, if I'm right then– [ Cutting herself off with a soft, triumphant 'aha' Aerith points a few yards to the east of where they're standing, where the tree line yields to a glade, and a blanket of pale purple blossoms dapple the grass like stars. ]
Correl Lilies! They're only supposed to bloom for a few hours a year! Come on, Tifa, I want to get a closer look! [ There's an extra bounce in Aerith's step when she surges ahead, too excited to notice the heat slowly sweeping over her skin the closer she came to the grove of flowers. It's only when she halts on the edge, staring out at the flowers, that an intense pulse of want throbs between her thighs, making her suddenly, shockingly aware of how wet she's become out of nowhere. It's such a surprise, Aerith freezes, seeming to stare at the flowers transfixed, even as her mind reels and her blood races, boggling over the sudden, crushing wave of desire that's sweeping through her. ]
Does it seem hotter over here to you? [ There's a tremble in her voice that hadn't been there less than a minute ago, a change she desperately hopes Tifa doesn't notice, even as the swiftly rousing hunger making her heart pound hard against her ribs sorely wants the other woman to call her on it. ]
[ Tifa laughs, not running after right away. She's too busy watching Aerith, who looks genuinely happy. It's not something any of them get enough of, and with what little Tifa knows about how much Aerith has been under observation her whole life, well, it brings an affectionate warmth to her smile, a sense of protection fulfilled in bringing her here.
She doesn't connect it to the heat rolling through her body, nor does she immediately notice her own wetness, only passingly thinking she maybe needs different undergarments for this heat. ]
They're really beautiful. How lucky we were here at the right time, [ she says as she catches up to the other. Does she imagine it, or do the lovely purple buds turn to face Aerith? Tifa couldn't blame them if they did, her own gaze drifting to Aerith's pretty face, that radiant glow in her eyes, how soft her skin and hair looked--
This feeling is decidedly not familiar to Tifa, and so she doesn't catch how strange it is, instead looking dazedly at Aerith's lips for a solid few seconds before she registers the words. ] Huh? Now that you mention it...yeah. Maybe that's why the flowers bloomed? You smell really nice, by the way.
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Time with Tifa is extra special for a whole host of reasons, some Aerith hasn't yet been willing to sit down with herself and truly delve into like she knows she ought to. They can just be, and be happy, and it would be more than enough for Aerith. Still, she likes the time alone, and when the rich, tropical perfume of some not-so-distance bloom fills the air, she draws an extra deep breath, making a point to relish how good of a day this is.
Tifa's question pulls Aerith out of her thoughts with a curious little hum. She steps closer, falling in beside the other woman as her head turns and her gaze roves this way and that. ] I've only read about it in a guide I got from the library, but, if I'm right then– [ Cutting herself off with a soft, triumphant 'aha' Aerith points a few yards to the east of where they're standing, where the tree line yields to a glade, and a blanket of pale purple blossoms dapple the grass like stars. ]
Correl Lilies! They're only supposed to bloom for a few hours a year! Come on, Tifa, I want to get a closer look! [ There's an extra bounce in Aerith's step when she surges ahead, too excited to notice the heat slowly sweeping over her skin the closer she came to the grove of flowers. It's only when she halts on the edge, staring out at the flowers, that an intense pulse of want throbs between her thighs, making her suddenly, shockingly aware of how wet she's become out of nowhere. It's such a surprise, Aerith freezes, seeming to stare at the flowers transfixed, even as her mind reels and her blood races, boggling over the sudden, crushing wave of desire that's sweeping through her. ]
Does it seem hotter over here to you? [ There's a tremble in her voice that hadn't been there less than a minute ago, a change she desperately hopes Tifa doesn't notice, even as the swiftly rousing hunger making her heart pound hard against her ribs sorely wants the other woman to call her on it. ]
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She doesn't connect it to the heat rolling through her body, nor does she immediately notice her own wetness, only passingly thinking she maybe needs different undergarments for this heat. ]
They're really beautiful. How lucky we were here at the right time, [ she says as she catches up to the other. Does she imagine it, or do the lovely purple buds turn to face Aerith? Tifa couldn't blame them if they did, her own gaze drifting to Aerith's pretty face, that radiant glow in her eyes, how soft her skin and hair looked--
This feeling is decidedly not familiar to Tifa, and so she doesn't catch how strange it is, instead looking dazedly at Aerith's lips for a solid few seconds before she registers the words. ] Huh? Now that you mention it...yeah. Maybe that's why the flowers bloomed? You smell really nice, by the way.
[ Uhm. She's not sure why she blurted that out. ]