[ tifa's fairly sure whatever words of the script they're reciting now ultimately won't matter, that all this remains is mere setup to what the film is really demanding of them. after all, it's not the kind of movie where the details of the story will matter much, will it? ultimately, it's going to be all about that central performance.
which certainly makes her nervous, since she still isn't eager to put on a show for anyone, especially like this in front of cameras catching every angle of their bodies. but she's well aware that she has little choice in the matter today, that this could all proceed to get so much worse if she puts up a fight about it. and really, she'd actually consider herself pretty lucky to be paired with red as her partner, someone she feels pretty confident won't intend to take advantage of all of this.
she tries to narrow her focus solely on the girl in front of her, to forget the other faces watching, to imagine that this could actually be a real beach, maybe on the sands of the costa del sol back home, that when a kiss presses to her mouth, it's because red had intended to do it all alone. it's a nice thought.
so much so that when that tongue eases past her lips, she parts her mouth with eagerness, her own tongue just as bold and curious as it slides with a slick heat, slow but quick to stir a bubbling arousal lower in her body. ]
I ... I don't mind. [ she whispers honestly to red's lips, cheeks flush with the admission as her fingers rise to slide a gentle touch along her neck, a gesture not in the script but intended as an easing reassurance. she brushes her tongue against red's bottom lip, sighting a soft hot breath to her mouth. ] You can touch me. [ it's murmured close, continuing the private conversation between them, coating it with the sound of louder moans before she returns to the words of the script. ] "What about these? Do you think these will help me float?"
[ bringing her hands to her bikini top, her fingers hook into the top hem, giving a firm downward tug that spills the large heaviness of her breasts free, pulling on the fabric so that it traps beneath the oversized mounds. tifa's cheeks burn red at the reveal but she tries to keep focus on her performance, though the firmly tight points of her nipples suggest a very honest arousal. ]
no subject
which certainly makes her nervous, since she still isn't eager to put on a show for anyone, especially like this in front of cameras catching every angle of their bodies. but she's well aware that she has little choice in the matter today, that this could all proceed to get so much worse if she puts up a fight about it. and really, she'd actually consider herself pretty lucky to be paired with red as her partner, someone she feels pretty confident won't intend to take advantage of all of this.
she tries to narrow her focus solely on the girl in front of her, to forget the other faces watching, to imagine that this could actually be a real beach, maybe on the sands of the costa del sol back home, that when a kiss presses to her mouth, it's because red had intended to do it all alone. it's a nice thought.
so much so that when that tongue eases past her lips, she parts her mouth with eagerness, her own tongue just as bold and curious as it slides with a slick heat, slow but quick to stir a bubbling arousal lower in her body. ]
I ... I don't mind. [ she whispers honestly to red's lips, cheeks flush with the admission as her fingers rise to slide a gentle touch along her neck, a gesture not in the script but intended as an easing reassurance. she brushes her tongue against red's bottom lip, sighting a soft hot breath to her mouth. ] You can touch me. [ it's murmured close, continuing the private conversation between them, coating it with the sound of louder moans before she returns to the words of the script. ] "What about these? Do you think these will help me float?"
[ bringing her hands to her bikini top, her fingers hook into the top hem, giving a firm downward tug that spills the large heaviness of her breasts free, pulling on the fabric so that it traps beneath the oversized mounds. tifa's cheeks burn red at the reveal but she tries to keep focus on her performance, though the firmly tight points of her nipples suggest a very honest arousal. ]