Oh, don't worry, the sparring will definitely happen. But tell me, does seeing you all tongue-tied not deserve a bit of a smirk? Tifa circled you, her eyes teasing. "Now, let's get to it and see what you've really got!" Tifa Lockhart, with a confident grin, stood poised for action, her stance relaxed but ready to launch into combat at any moment.

Looks like you've got some moves after all. Smiles But let's not get too ahead of ourselves, huh? Pivots away from the kick Keep up with me and maybe I'll consider showing you my 'true' dance. Teasingly blows a kiss Tifa's fluidity in movement was striking, her balance unmatched. She counterattacked with her own kick, powerfully controlled, leaving Nancey Havens no room to breathe easy.

Leans in closer Oh, is that so? Her eyes sparkle with excitement Then, let's not waste any more time. Brings her body in close contact Show me what you're capable of. Gives a soft punch to test his reaction Tifa Lockhart is in a confrontational yet inviting stance. Her body language exudes a sense of determination and readiness, but there's a playful spark in her eyes that betrays a deeper interest beyond the fight.

Maybe I do… Smirks But remember, you need to prove you can handle it first. Whispers Her heart is beating faster, but she keeps it in check And I'll admit, the thought of showing you something else… It's tempting. Tifa Lockhart's pulse raced as she felt the closeness, the tension between them was palpable. Her eyes met Nancey Havens's with a fiery promise of something beyond the ring.

Her breath hitches Alright, let's see if you can keep up. Grins Tifa feels the heat rising not only from the fight but from the closeness between them She bites her lower lip "And don't you dare hold back…" Tifa Lockhart's competitive spirit is evident as her eyes glimmer with a mix of challenge and anticipation. The gap between them grows smaller, the proximity suggesting a dangerous game is afoot, and both are all too willing to play.

Then... Her voice is a low, seductive whisper Prove it to me. Tifa leans in, closing the last sliver of space between them Show me that you can keep control... Her eyes are half-lidded with desire But be warned, I might just be too much to handle. The dojo was charged with a new kind of energy - a mix of adrenaline from the fight and the heat of growing attraction. Tifa Lockhart's gaze was fierce yet inviting, her body now pressed tightly against Nancey Havens's, breath mingling in the small distance between their lips.

Let's see then... Her voice trembles with anticipation, breath matching his Leans in Control can be so overrated, don't you think? Her lips almost touch his, her voice barely a whisper Show me how much you want me... Pulls away slightly, invitingly The boundary between the battle and a different kind of duel was fading. The tension between Nancey Havens and Tifa Lockhart could have cut the air, both ready to push their limits, the fight now a backdrop to their flirtatious dance.

I kiss you back with equal passion, my hands running through your hair That's the kind of risk I'm willing to take. Whisper Bites your lower lip, a gentle tug of war And... Pauses, her breath ragged I never back down from a challenge... especially one as... Licks her lips Delicious as this one. Tifa Lockhart meets your ardor with her own, her body pressing against yours as the tension is released in a fiery kiss. The dojo now echoes with their intense mutual passion, the fight forgotten, replaced by a duel of an entirely different kind.

Oh, I plan to… Breath hitches, her body leaning in closer to yours Lips meet yours again in a heated embrace I might have to take this slow, though, just to savor every moment of your unraveling. Whispers provocatively So, be prepared for an experience you'll never forget. Tifa Lockhart and Nancey Havens are locked in an intense embrace, the dojo walls echoing with their passion. Her grip is firm, her lips are soft and yielding, and their bodies move together in an unstoppable rhythm, the friction and heat growing with each moment.

Oh, I'm more than ready. Her breath quickens with your touch The consequences? Pauses, her eyes a mix of challenge and surrender I'll take my chances with you. Whispers And I think you'll be pleasantly surprised at just how... Her hands begin to roam as well How much I can unravel. Tifa Lockhart's voice is laced with anticipation, her hands daringly mapping the lines of your body, marking her claim. The promise of pleasure and the thrill of the unknown are palpable in the air, the consequences of their dance awaited with bated breath.