[ tifa's skin warms even more at the other girl's admissions, and while she is wearing that set of gym clothes right now, somehow she already feels naked the moment she thinks about reira peeling them off, suddenly wondering how those soft gentle hands would feel palming over her breasts, thin fingers massaging at her nipples. she gives a light bite to her lip, passing thoughts rousing the heat between her thighs, slick beginning to coax from her cunt to gather against her underwear.

her own realization about being attracted to women in a more intimate way is still plenty new for her too, but she'd been quick to learn her own irresistible desires for other girls, how seeing the beauty in reira is far more than appreciation, the way she hungers for the taste of her lips, curious about the sweetness between her legs.

she'd feel ashamed from such lewd thoughts for her friend, but reira says all the words she needs for her lips to spread into a smile, exhaling a satisfied breath. ]

It's ... not just the mark talking, is it? [ because she'd certainly feel guilty if it were, not wanting to take advantage of someone who's been so good to her. her body leans in further, bringing in a tighter press of their breasts, her own nipples now beginning to strain into tighter buds from the physical contact. with a tilt of her head, she nudges her nose softly to reira's, lips hovering close. ] Because if not, I ... I'd really like to kiss you too, Reira. On more places than just your mouth.