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We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
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[ though tifa had definitely enjoyed her time visiting that beach back in costa del sol, there's absolutely nothing about this that sparks much joy of "basking in the sun", considering aforementioned sun is nothing more than a film light that's beaming much too brightly, doing double work in the way the heavy bulbs actually make the set that much warmer as if they really are out there in hot weather.
even the bathing suit is familiar, being exactly what she'd worn on that real beach those months ago, though with the intentions for it being much different than before, it almost doesn't feel quite as comfortable as it had back then. especially when she knows she might not be meant to actually be wearing it for long, or at least not properly.
there is a brief moment of joy when she arrives on the set though, distracted for a moment when she sees a familiar face. ]
Red, hey! It's been a little while, huh? [ she only manages a quick greeting before the prompter begins to hover closer, regaining her attention in what they're supposed to be doing here. ] Oh, um ... [ she sits down back on the stretched blanket upon the fake sand, leaning back on her hands and bending her knees to press her feet flat down as she spreads her thighs apart, the angle showing off the bikini bottom beneath an excessively short skirt. she purses her lips, trying her best to read the line with a flirtatious edge. ] "Actually, I'm ... not really good at swimming, so — I thought you could give me some lessons on how well you can hold your breath."
[ Another familiar face and her smile is perhaps a bit more genuine than it was. She likes Tifa, after all. They were friends. Acquaintances at least - although she does have to remember why they're here, which puts a slight damper on things. Her cheeks darken a little as she watches her opposite number settle back onto her towel, the short skirt of her swimsuit hiking up to reveal the bikini bottom underneath.
Her mouth feels a little dry suddenly.
But of course, that's what this place wants. She chucks the float aside without much of a care - she's not going to need it anyway - and she steps froward, sliding down onto her knees between her legs, eyes darting to the prompter to try and get an idea of what comes next. ]
"Oh, trust me, I'm sure I can give your lungs a good workout."
[ Seriously, who's writing this? Her eyes flicker to meet Tifa's as she leans in a little, framing her with a hand on either side of her waist. Her head cocks a little - a silent little ask, as if to say "Is this OK?" ]
[ sometimes she can't tell if it's more awkward to get caught up in these kinds of situations more with friends than it does with strangers. because there's something almost odd to go from something simple like having lunch or taking a walk or going shopping to suddenly being told they have to get far more intimate with one another than they ever have before in the times they've spent in each other's company.
and she certainly has enjoyed red's company in their brief times together (before she hadn't heard from the girl for a few weeks), with plenty of attraction present, but it's definitely a steep jump to go from those encounters to this. to tifa laying back on a blanket with her legs spread and the sudden expectation that hands, fingers, mouths, tongues could all suddenly be placed anywhere on their bodies.
red gestures with a cocked tilt of her head and tifa can sense the question there, responding with a light subtle nod of her own to give her that passing approval, her eyes honest in their affirmation, albeit with plenty of an apology as well, before she mutters the next line. ]
"Then you'll definitely have to show me all the ways we can keep our mouths occupied. Leave me breathless."
[ Red's been fond of Tifa, too. She just... hadn't imagined that she'd end up in this situation with her. Although maybe she should have, considering just what this place likes to do them. Of course, Tifa's intensely attractive, but she's not thought too hard about it before now. Or maybe she's tried not to. She doesn't like letting this place get into her head.
But here she is now, putting on a show. Despite the awkwardness there's definitely the stir of something in her belly - heat, a twinge of arousal, as she looks at just how much of Tifa is on display for her. She swallows, catching that little nod. Alright. Fine. At least they're making the best of it. ]
"First... I'll need to demonstrate some mouth-to-mouth."
[ God, what a terrible line. It's all she can do to maintain a straight face (and unless they do some serious editing, it's going to be kind of obvious she's close to breaking when anyone watches this). She brings herself forward, up, her hand skimming gently against the bare expanse of skin on Tifa's belly as she leans in to steal a kiss. She's slightly hesitant at first, until the director yells some stage direction: "A little more passion and confidence! C'mon already!"
There's flare of irritation at that, but she tries to follow along. The kiss goes from slightly hesitant to more passionate, tongue trying to get past Tifa's lips. And in between the wet little smack of lip on lip, she murmurs, too low to be caught (she hopes), her voice breathless. ]
[ 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. ]
[ It's the show part that bugs Red, honestly. She's reasonably sure she could have a very nice time with Tifa all on her lonesome, although before now they've mostly just spoken and been... friends, of a sort. Which is usual in this place, of course, but it also makes her feelings a little complicated. Her time in this place has had her having way more sex with way more people than she'd ever really planned on. It's not necessarily unpleasant or bad and she can't hold it against any of them.
It's just strange.
And personally if she was going to end up sleeping with Tifa, she'd have preferred it on her own terms, anyway. She tries to chase those thoughts away, something made a little easier by the way that Tifa responds to the kiss and the murmurs they exchange. The brush of fingers and the touch of warm skin. It's comforting, in its own way, and kindles a warm heat in her belly, a spark of arousal that settles there, even with the knowledge that this is all a performance lurking in the back of her mind. So, like Tifa, she tries to shut out the cameras and the crew and focus on what's happening right in front of her. It helps that Tifa's pretty damm stunning. Always has been.
Red kisses her again, letting their tongues tangle a little and then eases back to take a deep breath of hair, still settled between her legs. A hand braces herself alongside and the other - the other lifts as Tifa shows herself off. Despite herself, Red feels her face flush and she's sure her eyes are popping out of her head a little at the sight - a mixed feeling of embarrassment, attraction, and arousal that leads to a confused, heated muddle in her own head. ]
"I'd better test them just - just to make sure."
[ That's the response from the script, even if she stumbles over the words. Her breath comes out in a warm soft exhale and her head dips, the ponytail her red hair has been pulled back into swaying as she discards the sun visor to make her job easier, and her lips close around one nipple, teeth gently scraping, tongue flicking as she tries to work the little nub of sensitive flesh, listening for a response. Her free hand gently groping and massaging the other, letting her fingers sink into the warm, heavy flesh. Her touch has started out tentative, but it's quickly becoming something else. Her weight shifts and one broad, muscled thigh presses higher between Tifa's legs and she rocks forward in a lazy little grind.
Well, apparently this is what they want, because no one is telling them to stop... ]
[ it's still plenty strange to tifa to fall into all this casual intimacy, considering that her experiences before the resort had been limited to just a few instances she could count on one hand, all with men and all fairly unimpressive. now, not only has she come to learn what a good orgasm could actually be, but that plenty of those can be found in the company of gorgeous girls she'd once have just believed she had just been admiring, learning that physical attraction had been a higher motivator than she ever realized.
because she'd certainly felt that with red, picking on the admirable agile strength of her body just from the way she holds herself, feeling the urges to run her fingers along the muscle and caress it with her lips. but those kinds of things should take time, something she would have done with the chance for a good handful of dates and actually finding he opportunity towards getting to know one another. but the resort has proven it cares little for patience.
not that it makes a difference now when red's kiss supplies plenty of heat into her body with each graze of their lips, every battling clash of tongues sending a jolt of thrilling electricity through her, straight down to her cunt and coaxing a wetness against the inside of her bikini bottom.
when lips are drawn away to catch on her nipple, she hitches a small gasp, the brushing licks of red's tongue stirring easy pleasure, matched instantly with the fingers that give give attention to the other breast. red should be able to get plenty of signals in the way tifa tilts her head back, long dark hair falling against the blanket as soft moans slip from her lips in noises that don't feel at all like some kind of bad performance. ]
That feels— oh, that feels so good...
[ those words don't come from the pages of the script, naturally evoked from tifa's own mouth from the exquisite stimulation to her nipples. it's her own sensitivity with touch to those erogenous zones that evoke her reaction now, a set of fingers drifting up into red's hair, combing into tied back strands to urge the suction to her breast. and with the presence of the solid thigh, her hips buck down to grind the bottom of her bikini against the bare flesh.
even without direction from anyone on the crew, tifa certainly isn't feeling too eager to stop now either. ]
[ Red's own arousal has gone to a higher pitch; she can feel that heated ache in her belly, that rush of blood, the tingle and the electric tension that goes with it. She's absorbed by her partner now, utterly taken in by her, even as the thought of being watched and judged and put on display circles at the back of her mind. It's hard to stop thinking about that, even when Tifa provides a very lovely distraction from it. Because really, she finds a lot to admire about her. Fit, long legs, beautiful skin - in another time and place they might have gone on some dates. Done a bit of back and forth.
This isn't that time or place, though, and she finds herself utterly absorbed by the way that Tifa's fingers comb into her hair and the sound of her voice as she praises Red. Her eyelids flutter, gaze rising for a moment to take in Tifa's expression - the way her lips part, the the way her head goes back, the arch and curve of her throat. It makes her own cunt throb with want and she makes a low little noise against the skin where she's busily worshiping one of Tifa's breasts.
There's a slick pop as her mouth comes away, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to the peak of Tifa's nipple before it snaps and she shifts her attention to the other, her hand skimming down, down, splaying fingers against her belly and then searching for the waistband of her bikini, joining her heated thigh in probing and exploring. Red swears she can already feel the heat of Tifa's arousal and that's heady enough as it is. Her tongue lathes and slides against the hardened nipple, a teasing, pleasant distraction, and then she pulls away again to say something, voice low and husky, full of want that's genuine - she can't really fake it. She's never been good at that, anyway. ]
I - want to see if the rest of you tastes as good. [ Fuck, she'd be embarrassed to say that in any other situation. And once her raging arousal has calmed down she'll probably be rather red-faced about it. But in the moment it's an expression of pure unadulterated want. ]
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even the bathing suit is familiar, being exactly what she'd worn on that real beach those months ago, though with the intentions for it being much different than before, it almost doesn't feel quite as comfortable as it had back then. especially when she knows she might not be meant to actually be wearing it for long, or at least not properly.
there is a brief moment of joy when she arrives on the set though, distracted for a moment when she sees a familiar face. ]
Red, hey! It's been a little while, huh? [ she only manages a quick greeting before the prompter begins to hover closer, regaining her attention in what they're supposed to be doing here. ] Oh, um ... [ she sits down back on the stretched blanket upon the fake sand, leaning back on her hands and bending her knees to press her feet flat down as she spreads her thighs apart, the angle showing off the bikini bottom beneath an excessively short skirt. she purses her lips, trying her best to read the line with a flirtatious edge. ] "Actually, I'm ... not really good at swimming, so — I thought you could give me some lessons on how well you can hold your breath."
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Her mouth feels a little dry suddenly.
But of course, that's what this place wants. She chucks the float aside without much of a care - she's not going to need it anyway - and she steps froward, sliding down onto her knees between her legs, eyes darting to the prompter to try and get an idea of what comes next. ]
"Oh, trust me, I'm sure I can give your lungs a good workout."
[ Seriously, who's writing this? Her eyes flicker to meet Tifa's as she leans in a little, framing her with a hand on either side of her waist. Her head cocks a little - a silent little ask, as if to say "Is this OK?" ]
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and she certainly has enjoyed red's company in their brief times together (before she hadn't heard from the girl for a few weeks), with plenty of attraction present, but it's definitely a steep jump to go from those encounters to this. to tifa laying back on a blanket with her legs spread and the sudden expectation that hands, fingers, mouths, tongues could all suddenly be placed anywhere on their bodies.
red gestures with a cocked tilt of her head and tifa can sense the question there, responding with a light subtle nod of her own to give her that passing approval, her eyes honest in their affirmation, albeit with plenty of an apology as well, before she mutters the next line. ]
"Then you'll definitely have to show me all the ways we can keep our mouths occupied. Leave me breathless."
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But here she is now, putting on a show. Despite the awkwardness there's definitely the stir of something in her belly - heat, a twinge of arousal, as she looks at just how much of Tifa is on display for her. She swallows, catching that little nod. Alright. Fine. At least they're making the best of it. ]
"First... I'll need to demonstrate some mouth-to-mouth."
[ God, what a terrible line. It's all she can do to maintain a straight face (and unless they do some serious editing, it's going to be kind of obvious she's close to breaking when anyone watches this). She brings herself forward, up, her hand skimming gently against the bare expanse of skin on Tifa's belly as she leans in to steal a kiss. She's slightly hesitant at first, until the director yells some stage direction: "A little more passion and confidence! C'mon already!"
There's flare of irritation at that, but she tries to follow along. The kiss goes from slightly hesitant to more passionate, tongue trying to get past Tifa's lips. And in between the wet little smack of lip on lip, she murmurs, too low to be caught (she hopes), her voice breathless. ]
Guess we're doing this.
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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. ]
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It's just strange.
And personally if she was going to end up sleeping with Tifa, she'd have preferred it on her own terms, anyway. She tries to chase those thoughts away, something made a little easier by the way that Tifa responds to the kiss and the murmurs they exchange. The brush of fingers and the touch of warm skin. It's comforting, in its own way, and kindles a warm heat in her belly, a spark of arousal that settles there, even with the knowledge that this is all a performance lurking in the back of her mind. So, like Tifa, she tries to shut out the cameras and the crew and focus on what's happening right in front of her. It helps that Tifa's pretty damm stunning. Always has been.
Red kisses her again, letting their tongues tangle a little and then eases back to take a deep breath of hair, still settled between her legs. A hand braces herself alongside and the other - the other lifts as Tifa shows herself off. Despite herself, Red feels her face flush and she's sure her eyes are popping out of her head a little at the sight - a mixed feeling of embarrassment, attraction, and arousal that leads to a confused, heated muddle in her own head. ]
"I'd better test them just - just to make sure."
[ That's the response from the script, even if she stumbles over the words. Her breath comes out in a warm soft exhale and her head dips, the ponytail her red hair has been pulled back into swaying as she discards the sun visor to make her job easier, and her lips close around one nipple, teeth gently scraping, tongue flicking as she tries to work the little nub of sensitive flesh, listening for a response. Her free hand gently groping and massaging the other, letting her fingers sink into the warm, heavy flesh. Her touch has started out tentative, but it's quickly becoming something else. Her weight shifts and one broad, muscled thigh presses higher between Tifa's legs and she rocks forward in a lazy little grind.
Well, apparently this is what they want, because no one is telling them to stop... ]
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because she'd certainly felt that with red, picking on the admirable agile strength of her body just from the way she holds herself, feeling the urges to run her fingers along the muscle and caress it with her lips. but those kinds of things should take time, something she would have done with the chance for a good handful of dates and actually finding he opportunity towards getting to know one another. but the resort has proven it cares little for patience.
not that it makes a difference now when red's kiss supplies plenty of heat into her body with each graze of their lips, every battling clash of tongues sending a jolt of thrilling electricity through her, straight down to her cunt and coaxing a wetness against the inside of her bikini bottom.
when lips are drawn away to catch on her nipple, she hitches a small gasp, the brushing licks of red's tongue stirring easy pleasure, matched instantly with the fingers that give give attention to the other breast. red should be able to get plenty of signals in the way tifa tilts her head back, long dark hair falling against the blanket as soft moans slip from her lips in noises that don't feel at all like some kind of bad performance. ]
That feels— oh, that feels so good...
[ those words don't come from the pages of the script, naturally evoked from tifa's own mouth from the exquisite stimulation to her nipples. it's her own sensitivity with touch to those erogenous zones that evoke her reaction now, a set of fingers drifting up into red's hair, combing into tied back strands to urge the suction to her breast. and with the presence of the solid thigh, her hips buck down to grind the bottom of her bikini against the bare flesh.
even without direction from anyone on the crew, tifa certainly isn't feeling too eager to stop now either. ]
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This isn't that time or place, though, and she finds herself utterly absorbed by the way that Tifa's fingers comb into her hair and the sound of her voice as she praises Red. Her eyelids flutter, gaze rising for a moment to take in Tifa's expression - the way her lips part, the the way her head goes back, the arch and curve of her throat. It makes her own cunt throb with want and she makes a low little noise against the skin where she's busily worshiping one of Tifa's breasts.
There's a slick pop as her mouth comes away, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to the peak of Tifa's nipple before it snaps and she shifts her attention to the other, her hand skimming down, down, splaying fingers against her belly and then searching for the waistband of her bikini, joining her heated thigh in probing and exploring. Red swears she can already feel the heat of Tifa's arousal and that's heady enough as it is. Her tongue lathes and slides against the hardened nipple, a teasing, pleasant distraction, and then she pulls away again to say something, voice low and husky, full of want that's genuine - she can't really fake it. She's never been good at that, anyway. ]
I - want to see if the rest of you tastes as good. [ Fuck, she'd be embarrassed to say that in any other situation. And once her raging arousal has calmed down she'll probably be rather red-faced about it. But in the moment it's an expression of pure unadulterated want. ]