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20 / female / 🌟women🌟, twinks, and men who beg / 5 of ♦️

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My Self-Summary

Brains, beauty, and brawn, this hottie's a triple threat. She's run a successful business since she was 17, fought off monsters and evil corporate goons with guns, blown up national property, and achieved mastery level in martial arts. But don't let that fool you. She's a softie (with tits like clouds) who loves to dote on those she loves. When she isn't telling them what to do for their own good (and boy, is she good at reading people.)

My Future Plans

A romantic at heart, this country gal has always dreamed of settling down with her one true love, raising children, and running her cozy community bar. Maybe that'll be you, sweetie.

In the meantime, your girl would like to get freaky and experience the true range of what the world has to offer. She wants to know the one is the one, and how can you if you don't have good data? She particularly wants to be wooed by some beautiful ladies and enbies, spoil gentle twinks, and make some men cry. Unfortunately for her, most of these desires haven't been awakened, so do yourself and this fine lady a favor and help her on this path of self-discovery.

My Talents

By day this beauty trains her body religiously, whips up delectable drinks, and can make you feel like your worries are far, far away. Who wouldn't relax to those big eyes and soft smile? If you're the physical type, she also loves a good spar, though be warned (or encouraged), she's probably going to win. We can think of a few fitting rewards. Ahem.

Those talents follow in the bedroom too. If you've ever wanted to be crushed by the world's most powerful thighs or acrobatic positions get you hot, do we have a lady for you. Did we mention she's also gorgeous? But she shouldn't have to do all the work. It would take a very special person to take care of this queen, but if someone did, well. She's looking for her soulmate(s).

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

This country girl turned city workaholic hasn't had a lot of time for the good life. She'll melt for a girl's night, and she loves rom coms, love stories, slow dancing, and a good ghost story. She loves street food and home cooked meals, but she absolutely deserves to be wined and dined. It's a pity the universe keeps trapping her in the working class, but hey, what older story is there than cinderella?

My Ideal Partner

✨ Women ✨
Twinks she can dom
Men she can make cry
Someone older and more experienced who can her the ropes (and the good life)
Cloud Strife

Height 5'6 Body Type Hourglass of steel. Ripped goddess. Boobs and ass to make anyone swoon. Thighs of thunder, biceps of iron, back like a support beam. Smokes No Drinks And bartends Drugs None to date Sign Taurus Education The Streets of Midgar Occupation Business Owner and Bartender Income Depends on the sex, lads. Help a girl out. Children Someday Pets The stray weirdos she collects Hobbies Martial arts, fashion, drink mixing, community organizing, event planning, jogging

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

BEER

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

MIMES

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

BATH

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

NINJAS

.05 TITS OR ASS

ASS

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

TEA

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

SPICY

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

WINTER

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

LEATHER

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

ROUGH SEX

The Advocate
INFJ-T

ENERGY

59%

introverted

MIND

52%

intuitive

NATURE

88%

feeling

TACTICS

97%

judging

IDENTITY

75%

turbulent

personality test. art credit.

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[sonicstriker]

Tifa flushes at that. It's not embarrassment this time. It's anticipation, and something like flattery. She likes that Nami wants to do that, likes that it's not going to take much to get here there, not with how beautiful Nami looks or her hands guiding Tifa's panties off then runs her hands so confidently over parts of Tifa that have never been touched. She shivers, one hand coming to comb through Nami's hair, the other settling on her shoulder.

She nods at the question, eyes falling closed as she sighs out breathlessly at the lips on her thigh. "Both sound wonderful." She bites her lip, trying not to rock in Nami's hold. She has no idea what she's supposed to do, and that makes her feel so self-conscious, but -- it's nice, having Nami in front of her, feeling absolutely safe in someone else's hold.

She opens her eyes, looking down to smile at Nami, and her heart skips at the sight of the other woman's face pressed to her thighs, the knowledge they're both so unclothed and vulnerable sending a thrill through her. She strokes Nami's hair, squeezing her shoulder. "You're amazing, Nami."

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Tilting her head towards the fingers in her hair, Nami keeps her eyes on Tifa's face, nodding slowly as she adjusts herself between Tifa's legs, her hands running up the insides of her friend's thighs, still taking her time even after Tifa's approval is all it takes to turn her efforts in getting her friend wet around on her.

The ache between her thighs can wait while she enjoys the sight of Tifa laid out like this, the folds of her cunt parted slightly, her beautiful form stretched out above, eyes closed in anticipation. With the men in her life, she doesn't mind making demands and getting spoiled, but it's different being intimate with another woman, much less someone as gentle-hearted as Tifa is. She doesn't want to rush it, content to let her desires take a backseat in favor of exploring Tifa's with her.

"You're one to talk," she answers quietly as one of her fingers delves past Tifa's folds, trailing down to her entrance to tease around it, relishing in heat and the way Tifa's arousal slicks up her finger before she spreads that moisture upwards to her clit, using it to keep the pressure of her finger light and teasing as it glides in a slow back and forth.

"How does it feel?" Another pang of yearning reverberates through her core, the tip of her finger pressing more firmly as she asks. "Are you ready for more?" Because she is dying to taste her, so much so that Nami's already started leaning in, getting close enough that her second question is almost breathed against her cunt.

[sonicstriker]

"You know, normally I have a hard time believing compliments," Tifa murmurs, low gasps and tensing thighs accompanying Nami's slow exploration. "But with you--oh." Her fist curls into the covers, body lurching forward as Nami's finger drags up her slit. It's sharper than her own hand has ever felt, and she aches when it's gone. Not that it lasts long; a second later it's swirling around that sensitive bud, and Tifa is moaning Nami's name breathlessly.

"With--with you, I always know--you mean it."

She shudders, trying to sit back. If this was this strong, how was she even going to handle more? But she didn't want Nami to stop, not for anything. "It feels amazing. I -- I don't know if I'm ready, but I still want more. Please." That last word is nearly a beg, her thighs tensing again as Nami's breath warms the outside of her cunt. She hadn't realized the hand in Nami's hair had tightened, and she lets it go, gently scratching her scalp.

[cartographie]

There are a lot of things that Nami is comfortable manipulating to her advantage, but the trust of another woman - much less one whose gentleness has all but wedged itself into Nami's heart without her awareness - isn't one of those things, and when Tifa tells her she knows Nami means what she says, Nami can't help but flush with satisfaction and desire.

"I mean it," Nami echoes, her voice low. Permitting herself to care beyond her crewmates isn't something Nami does lightly, but with Tifa, it's just too easy. She's a sucker for unabashed kindness, she's learning. The steady rhythm of her finger as it passes back and forth over Tifa's clit lets up, only to be replaced by her tongue after she lowers her head and licks past Tifa's folds, lathing down the length of her slit before pressing firmly against her clit, her jaw working up and down to give Tifa the friction of motion without having to relent any pressure.

Nami brings the tips of two fingers to play at Tifa's entrance, not pushing so much as teasing, waiting for Tifa to signal that she's ready for that. Her tongue lets up long enough to be replaced by Nami's lips, wet from Tifa's cunt and tight around her clit, sucking at the sensitive bud as the tip of her tongue makes abstract patterns across it.

[sonicstriker]

"Nami," Tifa gasps, arching hard against the change of sensation. Her finger was wonderful, her tongue is nearly overwhelming. The wet heat of it makes her want to beg for more, her hips twitching and her cunt clenching.

And then she adds her fingers, and Tifa's gasping, her hands tightening and her thighs squeezing. "S-sorry--I--Nami, shit...I...didn't know it could feel like this..."

She wants more, even as she can't imagine how much more there could be. Already she feels like her thoughts are hazy under the golden ache of pleasure, her climax building unreasonably fast.

"W-whatever you want to do," she stammers, "I trust you."

[cartographie]

Captivated by the way Tifa rocks her body, moving towards the pressure of Nami's tongue, and the gentle press at her entrance, she gently lets her fingers sink into Tifa's cunt, a pang of yearning shooting straight between her thighs, feeling the wet warmth of the other woman's body. Nami's tongue presses against Tifa's clit in long, slow licks, humming as the taste of her friend all but floods her senses, pausing only long enough to catch her breath and answer her.

"I want to make you come," she answers in a whisper, looking up at Tifa's face from between her thighs, her murky marine eyes uncharacteristically bright with intent. Their teaching moment has gone off the rails, and while Nami's ordinarily good at keeping on task, getting things back on track is the furthest thing from her mind when her entire focus is spent on the sounds she can get her friend to make, and the way she rocks and shudders against her.

"Fuck yourself on my fingers, show me how you like it." Nami directs in a low voice, her breath warm against Tifa's folds before she leans back in to tighten her lips around her friend's clit, sucking gently as she slowly starts to slide her fingers free of Tifa's cunt before driving them back inside her and curling them once more.

[sonicstriker]

Tifa's breath comes in a series of strained whimpers, eyes wide and body taught and trembling as heat rolls through her. "N-Nami," she stammers, brushing the other woman's hair. She's touched herself, of course, but it never felt anything like this. She struggles not to give in too hard, or she knows she'll finish in another breath. And she doesn't want to -- she wants to savor this. She doesn't feel like some object that makes someone else feel good. She feels precious, revered, and exchange -- just like when they kissed.

She presses her lips together, nodding as she stares down at Nami, having trouble processing her there between her legs. "I'd -- ah -- like that." She flushes at Nami's order, crying out as the other returns to her sensitive folds. She was going to say she's not sure how she likes it, but it doesn't matter, because all she can think about is how good Nami feels, and her body is rocking forward, demanding more closeness, more pressure, regardless of whether she means to.

"I like -- this -- " she stammers, her body tensing with an orgasm already so close, her fingers digging into Nami's hair and trying to pull them close, even as she tries not to crush the other with her thighs.

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The fiery ache between Nami's thighs grows in intensity, leaving her wishing there was a way to slip a hand down the front of the harness she's wearing to play with her own clit — seeing Tifa enjoying herself so thoroughly is turning her on almost as much as being touched directly would have. Determined to give her friend as many reasons to tremble against the bed as she can, Nami feels herself leaning into the hands in her hair a soft moan reverberating against Tifa's clit as Nami's lips loosen enough to keep that swollen bud fixed in place, making it easy for her tongue to lick over it, tracing abstract patterns.

Moaning against the other woman's flesh as she feels Tifa's cunt start to grip onto her fingers, Nami lets them press a little deeper each time she fucks into her, eager to push her over the edge, and extremely happy with the decision to forget about the strap-on for now. She wouldn't have wanted to miss feeling, and tasting her like this for anything.

"You feel incredible," Nami whispers during the fleeting second she takes to catch her breath before her tongue returns to Tifa's clit, not bothering to give her friend a chance to reply.

[sonicstriker]

Tifa's trying to hold back. It feels amazing, and she doesn't want it to end, but Nami's words send a whole other heat through her.

"N-Nami," she whispers, whole body trembling as she tries not to buck or crush Nami in her legs. "You're -- you're --" She gasps, eyes wide and her back arched, body heaving and shuddering as she forgets to breathe. She's never come this hard, her vision going black and white an an electric heat blossoms and bursts.

Finally she slumps down, panting and woozy, gently petting Nami's hair. "So did you," she says, lame and breathless, her eyes wide as she looks down at the other woman.