~Is too lazy to flip~ The pillow fort cetra is back, sneaking up behind Tifa and hugging her tightly, squeezing each of her lovers breasts gently then giggling and skipping away hopping into her fort where she awaits her lover to join her, "I love you Tifa-chan!"
"Ah!" Startled, the slender and soft hands about her chest was none other than the flower girl's. For who else would be so bold in her actions, with sweet smiles and a faint smell of flowers about the air. "Oh... Aerith!" Fingers went to her own chest, that sense of being touched still there. She always beckoned her in such a forward way...












