[Filtered]finalheaven19October 24 2007, 06:26:11 UTC
*She doesn't want to pull away, and she almost leans into it before she murmurs quietly. She was worried; not for herself, but for him. He had to don a disguise to look different, and what if something slipped?*
I'm fine. I just don't know about the others. *Her hand moves over his, lightly clasping his fingers as she looks up at him* It's getting from bad to worse, and they can turn on you at any moment.
[Filtered]finalheaven19October 24 2007, 11:20:29 UTC
*It was so silly; she wasn't the one in danger, and yet he had to be the one to comfort her. Shaking it off, feeling strangely awkward, strangely inadequate, Tifa squeezed his fingers and gave him a soft smile, her gaze lingering on his lips for a brief moment before she met his eyes again. Had he been thinking about it as much as she had, too? Had the kiss been something he'd initiated on a whim, in the heat of the moment, or had he really meant it?
Then again, now was not the time to think of such things even as she resisted the urge to blush*
It's silly of me; I'm supposed to be comforting you, and yet - mm, I have to go and check on the others now. *A quick, reassuring squeeze, and she slipped from his grasp with a soft smile that, she'd realized, she had come to reserve just for him.
[ Being as close as he was to her now, he noticed the gesture of her eyes and felt himself warm a little. And as usual, her self-sacrifice came in the way, didn't it?
He found himself smiling briefly when she began to move away, instead of letting her get away entirely, his hand tightened on her wrist and tugged her back. His gloved hand slipped up behind her back and tilting his head to a side, he drew her face in and pressed his lips against hers in a gentle, but affectionate enough kiss.
Then, once he'd savored her lips enough, he gently drew back to rest his face against her forehead, holding her tightly. ]
[Filtered]finalheaven19October 25 2007, 03:26:27 UTC
*Taken by surprise, Tifa responds to the kiss, her lips soft against his own even as her heart skipped a beat. Planet, she hoped that she was doing this right, that she wasn't trembling, because she was so nervous and thrilled and her emotions were in such a mess...*
Vincent...
*It wasn't a dream, it wasn't another of her idle fantasies, and this was...she looked back at him for a long moment, trying to gather her thoughts*
[Filtered]finalheaven19October 25 2007, 05:57:55 UTC
*There's a pause, a beat even as Tifa notices his blush. He was so pale, and yet so...alive even as it was her turn to gather her courage to reach up, fingers stroking over his cheek comfortingly. She didn't know what to do either - she'd never been like this with anyone before - but...*
You'll never disappoint me.
*And she leans up to kiss him on the mouth, once, a brief, lingering one before she continues*
....And...if you want, maybe we can figure it out again together. *And there it was, her nervousness again. This was wrong, people were getting accused and killed out there and they were...but it was something that Tifa would willingly do.*
[ What was so bad about sharing a small moment of comfort when the world around them was going mad? He finds himself smiling a touch at the irony, and pulls her closer, sighing against the crown of her head ]
I'll... try my best, Tifa.
[ Holding her for a while more, he then whispers, almost hesitantly ]
[Filtered]finalheaven19October 25 2007, 10:20:09 UTC
*Her voice was soft, gentle, and she found herself moving closer and closing her eyes at his words*
Then that's all I can ever ask for.
*She was content to stay this way, where the answers were absolute, where it was so secure. Her cheek against his chest, she found herself savouring the warmth a little longer before she heard his whisper. She couldn't help but smile at it. He was one of the deadliest man she'd ever known, and for him to ask this question...*
If I wasn't...you'd be nursing a very sore jaw five minutes ago, Vincent Valentine.
Vincent, are you okay? They haven't been hunting you down, have they?
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[ooc; He's putting the coat on and looking all proper :3 ]
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[Tifa sees! And secretly thinks that he's very good looking in it. >3]
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You're alright?
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I'm fine. I just don't know about the others. *Her hand moves over his, lightly clasping his fingers as she looks up at him* It's getting from bad to worse, and they can turn on you at any moment.
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They'll be fine. So long as they have no reason to suspect... we should be fine.
[ Looking down at her, he watches her for a bit. Still uncertain about what he was to her, and how she felt... ]
It'll be alright.
[ How odd it was, to become the one giving the assurance than needing it. ]
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Then again, now was not the time to think of such things even as she resisted the urge to blush*
It's silly of me; I'm supposed to be comforting you, and yet - mm, I have to go and check on the others now. *A quick, reassuring squeeze, and she slipped from his grasp with a soft smile that, she'd realized, she had come to reserve just for him.
I'll see you back here in a bit.
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He found himself smiling briefly when she began to move away, instead of letting her get away entirely, his hand tightened on her wrist and tugged her back. His gloved hand slipped up behind her back and tilting his head to a side, he drew her face in and pressed his lips against hers in a gentle, but affectionate enough kiss.
Then, once he'd savored her lips enough, he gently drew back to rest his face against her forehead, holding her tightly. ]
Hm. Looks like it wasn't a dream after all.
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Vincent...
*It wasn't a dream, it wasn't another of her idle fantasies, and this was...she looked back at him for a long moment, trying to gather her thoughts*
....Did you want it to be?
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[ Closes his eyes for a moment, blushing a touch ]
Tifa... I don't... I haven't been this way... with anyone in a long time. I don't want to disappoint you.
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You'll never disappoint me.
*And she leans up to kiss him on the mouth, once, a brief, lingering one before she continues*
....And...if you want, maybe we can figure it out again together. *And there it was, her nervousness again. This was wrong, people were getting accused and killed out there and they were...but it was something that Tifa would willingly do.*
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I'll... try my best, Tifa.
[ Holding her for a while more, he then whispers, almost hesitantly ]
You're.. alright with this, aren't you?
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Then that's all I can ever ask for.
*She was content to stay this way, where the answers were absolute, where it was so secure. Her cheek against his chest, she found herself savouring the warmth a little longer before she heard his whisper. She couldn't help but smile at it. He was one of the deadliest man she'd ever known, and for him to ask this question...*
If I wasn't...you'd be nursing a very sore jaw five minutes ago, Vincent Valentine.
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