"Right," Tifa says, tucking her hair behind her ear. She knows she shouldn't still be this easily flustered by this stuff, but, well, she can't help it. It'll come. Probably. Hopefully.
That part, though, she agrees with, and her nod is more earnest. The more they know the more control they have.
"I...honestly don't know much of anything," she admits. Her thought trails off though, eyes going up as Nami adds that.
Friends.
Her face softens, and she bites her lip for a second. "Friends. Yeah, we are." She takes a deep breath, nodding to herself. Okay. She can do this. "What...I really want to know is...how a strap-on works."
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Date: 2024-01-31 03:01 am (UTC)That part, though, she agrees with, and her nod is more earnest. The more they know the more control they have.
"I...honestly don't know much of anything," she admits. Her thought trails off though, eyes going up as Nami adds that.
Friends.
Her face softens, and she bites her lip for a second. "Friends. Yeah, we are." She takes a deep breath, nodding to herself. Okay. She can do this. "What...I really want to know is...how a strap-on works."
Oh God she just said that.
"Like how to put it on and how to use it."