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Following their shopping excursion, both of the femme fatales elegantly carried their new and old wardrobes back through the dark, oaken door of the inn and to their plush acommodations. They each huffed a sigh of relief when they made it through the door to the elegant comfort of their oversized queen mattresses and set down their large shopping bags (they'd picked up more than a few outfits because, well, you don't exactly have to pay through the roof for the few outfits you want when you've just saved the world... and a smaller, local problem). Each felt a mixture of exhaustion and invigoration.
"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuh," Yuffie sighed, laying flat on her back agianst the comfort of the down-filled quilt, looking over at Tifa who had performed virtually the same action and emitted the same sound with a giggle. "Say, Teef, actually... I think I liked that outfit better with the suspenders," she grinned.
"Hmm?" Tifa blinked, "Why? Because they make my boobs 'pop'?"
Yuffie laughed, "Actually, yes - they do make your boobs look great. And they outline the rest of your curves very nicely too! Never a bad thing, right?"
As if she really needs help making her boobs "pop," Yuffie thought, fondly remembering the curve of her companion's rather large breasts, dotted with small pink nipples she yearned to lick and suckle and pull into her mouth...
"Mmm..." Tifa grinned, biting casually on the end of her fingernail with the greatest hint of sex appeal, "Maybe I will put them back on then. If you think they're sexier, that is." She smiled at Yuffie with a wicked intent the kunoichi could not discern.
Is she coming on to me? No... She must just think this is a big joke... Like I intended. Still, though.
"I definitely won't mind," Yuffie beamed back.
Whew, that's the end of...
"Oh, do you like my boobs, Yuuf?" Tifa giggled, sitting upright and again wiggling her barely-contained chest from side to side at Yuffie. The short-haired ninja could swear she saw the peak of her nipples rising over their natural summit, but in that moment she snapped out of it.
"Huh? Hmm, well... Eh..." she stalled, "Who doesn't? I always wanted a larger pair myself, but I think we all sort of admire a well-endowed chest like yours, Teef!"
"Oh, jeez, Yuffie, your boobs are plenty big!" Tifa laughed, "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable - besides, I think your chest has grown since we first set out those years ago..."
It was true. Yuffie tried to play it down by taping her chest down for a time (it made her more athletic in combat), but with the vast majority of their apocalypse-contradicting heroism out of the way, she had let her natural bosom take its true shape and expand to the larger end of the C-cup spectrum. Nowhere near the size of Tifa's massive breasts (which she estimated to clock in at a double-D at least), but still more than a handful for the few lovers she'd encountered on the road and plenty to fill out a form-fitting black mid-riff cutter like the one she was wearing at the moment.
"I, uh, thanks!" Yuffie said, "Still, they're nothing compared to yours."
"Yeah, well, they have their downsides, too. Though a little back support materia has always helped!" she winked. "Hoooo~" Tifa puffed again, "Well, with all of the boobie chatter out of the way, what do you say we get some shut-eye? We'll see what tomorrow brings and maybe get on the road for a little more mischief."
"Maybe?"
"Yup! Depends on if I'm done feeling pampered. Heck, I might even upgrade our suite again. We saved the world, after all! We deserve it!"
Yuffie smiled, "You're right!"
Tifa placed both arms under her chest and, in a motion that seemed endless yet all too fast to Yuffie, pulled up her sportsbra revealing the same bouncing, massive breasts Yuffie had dreamt about since they first slept in the same room alone. Her succulent breasts seemed to bounce with every motion and appeared to glisten off of the few lights in the room. Yuffie could feel her jaw drop. Tifa was staring right at her, smirking at the effect. Yuffie didn't even realize until her mind snapped on a moment later and she turned her back just as the fighter tugged her skirt to the ground exposing her shapely hips and completing her perfect hourglass figure.
The ninja began to undress herself with her back still to the fighter - first her vest, then her top (which proved again that her breasts had developed as it became a struggle to remove the body-hugging material that made her own chest "pop"), and finally her skirt, leaving her in only a forest green g-string she had purchased at the store. It made her feel sexy and womanly to show so much bare skin in just her panties, with her smooth-shaven pubic region offering no further hint at just how low her undergarments were truly hanging. She felt so sexy, in fact, that she decided to sleep one degree further from nude than Tifa and started crawling into bed. She figured her companion wouldn't mind as she'd already shut her eyes. Why would she mind anyway?
Yuffie turned to face Tifa, who was already turned to face her and took one last waking glance in awe at her soft, fleshy peaks, feeling her own small nipples perk up in response to the visual stimulus.
Maybe one day... she thought to herself, and then... Fuuuuck, I'm horny...
She longed to feel Tifa's breasts, but more than that she longed to feel them pressed against her as they kissed, exchanging a mutual passion Yuffie didn't think even existed. She slowly pushed her hand down the length of her body, coursing over her toned mid-section and down under the sateen fabric of her panties onto the silky flesh of her mound. She pushed her middle finger between her folds and ran it the length of her slit, involuntarily rocking her hips into the pleasant visitor.
Mmm, fuck it's just been too long...
She slid her finger up and down again and again, reveling in the pleasure of its friction until better sense gripped her. She panickedly looked to Tifa and, for just a moment, thought she saw the open eye of a sleepless gaze.
No, no! I've got to stop, I can't do this in front of her... UGH.
She let out an audible sigh, frustrated, as she withdrew her finger and rolled flat on her back, thinking only of every possible way she could possibly entice the fighter to join her and place her own fingers in that position. She had more than a few pleasant thoughts before the day's exhaustion and sheer frustration carried her to sleep.
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"Yuffieeee~~" came a giggle from a familiar voice. Her eyes were hazy as they opened to the bright sun reflecting into her eyes. Reflecting? From what?
The blurred picture came into view as a nude Tifa stood over her, dangling her breasts within mere inches of the girl's face. She swore if she had pursed her lips, she could have caught one of her luscious little buds in her mouth and...
"Yuffiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~" more of a struggling demand, though the same giggling came with it.
"What? Tifa, what? Where are we? Junon? Why is it so bright?"
"Junon? No, silly! We're at the temple of the Ancients!" Tifa stepped further out of frame, exposing the full glory of her naked body. With the bright sun beating down on her, she seemed like a goddess - whether she was an angel or a centerfold, Yuffie couldn't quite say, but she figured that her physique filled out both roles equally well.
"Oh, of course," Yuffie nodded, finding herself equally unhindered by clothing. She threw her arms around Tifa and pulled her close, haphazardly pressing their chests together as she greeted Tifa with an open-mouthed kiss. "I do love it when we visit."
"Mmhmm!" Tifa moaned as the kiss ended, "Though visiting's only half the fun, you know!"
Yuffie felt like she did know, but she didn't, so she cocked her haid naturally and said the only thing that came to mind, "Eh?"
Tifa knelt down on the warm, dewy grass in front of Yuffie and kissed her soft sex just above its folds. "Eating your pussy is my favorite part, silly!"
Yuffie smiled as though she had foolishly forgotten this obvious fact and ran her fingers through Tifa's long, soft brunette locks. "That's my favorite part too!"
"Good!" Tifa beamed as she slid her tongue down from the ninja-girl's mound to glide from the tip of her perky pink clit to her soft, dampening entrance.
"Uhh!" Yuffie moaned as shivers shot through her spine and down towards the fighter's mouth in the form of her excitement. "Mmm, Tifa..."
She twisted her head left and right as tingles shot through her entire body, her nipples darting out in pleasure and her hands gripping tightly at the slightly older woman's hair, pulling her upward towards more intense pleasure as her tongue started to slowly curl around her pearl.
"Oh, fuck, Tifa, you know exactly what I want!"
"Mmm," the brawler moaned while slurping carefully at her lover's juices, masterfully covering every milimeter of her pulsing sex button. She withdrew coyly after just another moment of immersion, "And what do you want?"
"I want you to fuck me!"
"Tell me again!"
"Fuck me!"
She licked playfully at her sopping wet clit, teasing her with just the tip of her tongue, "What?"
"Fuck me, Tifa, fuck me!"
She gave her another long lick, pulling as much of Yuffie's juices into her mouth as she could. "One more time, just to make sure I'm hearing you right," she smiled.
"Tifa, fuck me now!"
At that, she felt a rush in her womanhood that she hadn't felt in quite some time. Tifa's tongue probed the velvet walls of her inner sanctum with grace and fury, gliding masterfully around the circumference of her entryway and back up only to wrap her lips tightly around her clit and flick it back and forth as if it were a well-mastered punching bag of pleasure. She could feel the tingling rush between her legs and within her breasts start to overheat.
Fuck, so, so close.
"Teef, I, please - FUCK ME!"
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"Heeey, no worries, I'm on it!" Yuffie woke with a start and looked down past her perky, milk-white breasts to find her blankets tossed aside and the beautiful, soft, unblemished bottom of Tifa Lockheart arcing like a heart in the air as her face sat mere moments from her bare sex. Her green thong had been pulled aside exposing her dripping pink lips which had already made a sopping impression on the mattress.
"Ti - Tifa!?" Yuffie gasped in shock as the fighter looked up and smirked at her gaze. "What are you doing?"
"What you asked me to do," she remarked dryly.
"I - what!?"
"I heard you yelling, so I walked over to see what the matter was. Then I heard what you were yelling about. Fuck me! Fuck me!" she imitated.
"I uhh - it was a dream, it wasn't uhm... it wasn't you!"
"Then why were you yelling 'Fuck me Tifa?'" she giggled. "Besides, you've been giving me 'fuck me' eyes for days and staring while I've been changing. You want me to fuck you, you horny little minx," she winked.
"This must be a dream..." Yuffie stared off into space.
"Nope, it's as real as it gets!" Tifa smiled, pressing a single finger firmly against the base of Yuffie's pussy and eliciting a moan. "I figure we've both been through a lot. We've both saved the world and this town. We deserve to have a little fun. As much fun as we want. I just have one condition..."
Yuffie blinked, "What?"
"You have to lick me and fuck me like there's no tomorrow. I want it hard, Yuffie." She grinned and swing her hips to place her sex directly over Yuffie's eager mouth. In the new position, she revealed that she had donned her new latex skirt with her old suspenders, hiking it up to expose her bare ass, she pulled her cheeks apart and pressed a demandingly wet sex to her partner's mouth as she pressed her own back to Yuffie's own waiting orifice. "Fuck me hard," she moaned.
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