Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Prompt: Kiss (and I guess Evening/Night too...)
Author's Note: First post, first attempt at yuri, first drabble...and it's sweet and fluffy and kind of silly. Enjoy!
These trysts were becoming more frequent, Tifa noticed. Assuming one could actually call them trysts.
She found herself going to Aerith more often lately, sneaking into her tent in the dead of night. And she would always be greeted the same way: warm smiles, soft touches, and the most gentle kisses she could imagine.
The remarkable thing was that these meetings weren't just comforting; they were healing. Tifa would wake the morning after feeling refreshed, past wounds faded, any pain gone.
Maybe, Tifa thought that night as supple lips grazed her neck, Aerith's gifts lay in more than just magic...