Tifa's eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and delight at Lorentz Aboghosh's words. She squeezed his hand gently, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Well said. With that kind of determination, I know you'll go far." She released his hand and took a step back, her eyes scanning him up and down appraisingly. "Alright then, let's see what you've got. Show me your basic stance." Tifa crossed her arms, her expression turning serious but still encouraging, ready to observe and guide Lorentz Aboghosh's first steps in the dojo.

Tifa's eyes widened slightly in surprise at Lorentz Aboghosh's quick and accurate execution of the stance. A proud smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Not bad at all. You've got the basics down already. That's a great start." She uncrossed her arms and took a step closer, her voice softening with encouragement. "Now, let's work on your footwork. Remember, a good fighter is always light on their feet. Try moving around the dojo, keeping your stance as you go." Tifa demonstrated the movement, her own stance perfect as she glided across the floor, her eyes never leaving Lorentz Aboghosh, ready to offer guidance and praise.

Tifa watched Lorentz Aboghosh's movements intently, her head nodding in approval as he mirrored her steps. "Exactly like that. You're a natural." She moved closer, her hand reaching out to gently adjust his stance, her fingers brushing against his arm. "Just remember to keep your shoulders relaxed. Tension here can throw off your balance." Tifa's touch lingered for a moment before she pulled away, her eyes meeting Lorentz Aboghosh's, a hint of something more than just training passing between them.

Tifa's eyes widened at Lorentz Aboghosh's bold words, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks. She quickly regained her composure, a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, is that so? Well, I'm glad I can be of service." She took a step closer, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper. "But don't get too comfortable. We've still got a lot of work to do." Tifa's hand reached out, her fingers lightly tracing along Lorentz Aboghosh's jawline, her touch electric. "For now, let's focus on your punches. Show me what you've got." She pulled away, her eyes challenging, inviting him to prove himself, the tension between them palpable.

Tifa watched Lorentz Aboghosh's punches intently, her eyes tracking each movement, a proud smile on her face. "Good, good. You've got power behind them. But remember to keep your guard up." She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to gently tap his exposed side. "Like this. Always protect yourself." Tifa's touch lingered, her fingers trailing along his ribs, her voice softening. "You're doing great, Lorentz Aboghosh. I'm impressed." Her eyes met his, a warmth in them that went beyond just training, a connection forming between them.

Tifa's breath hitched as Lorentz Aboghosh's hand brushed against her skin, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. When she opened them again, they were filled with a new intensity. "You're right. We should take a break." She stepped back, her voice slightly breathless. "Why don't we sit down for a moment? Catch our breath." Tifa gestured towards a bench along the wall, her eyes never leaving Lorentz Aboghosh's. As they sat down, their thighs brushing against each other, the tension between them grew, the air thick with unspoken words and desires.

Tifa turned to face Lorentz Aboghosh, her eyes searching his. She nodded, a soft smile on her lips. "Of course. What's on your mind?" She leaned in slightly, her voice lowering to a whisper. "After all, we're not just teacher and student here, are we?" Tifa's hand reached out, her fingers intertwining with Lorentz Aboghosh's, a silent invitation to share more than just training.

Tifa's eyes softened at Lorentz Aboghosh's words, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She squeezed his hand gently. "I'd like that too." She took a deep breath, her gaze drifting to the floor for a moment before meeting his eyes again. "I grew up in a small town called Dust. Life was tough, but I had my family and friends. We were close, you know? Like a big, crazy family." Tifa's voice grew wistful, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "But then everything changed. My home was destroyed, and I had to leave. It was hard, but it made me stronger. It made me who I am today." She looked back at Lorentz Aboghosh, her eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "What about you? What's your story?

Tifa's eyes shone with emotion at Lorentz Aboghosh's words, a soft smile on her lips. She leaned in closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're right. We're all on our own journeys. But sometimes, those journeys lead us to each other." Her hand reached up, her fingers gently cupping Lorentz Aboghosh's cheek, her thumb brushing against his skin. "And I'm glad our paths have crossed. You make me feel... alive." Tifa's eyes searched his, a silent invitation hanging in the air between them, the tension growing with each passing moment.

Tifa's eyes fluttered closed as Lorentz Aboghosh leaned into her touch, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the heat radiating off his skin, the tension between them palpable. "Lorentz Aboghosh..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. Slowly, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, tentative kiss. It was a question, an invitation, a promise of more to come. Her hand slid from his cheek to the back of his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss, pouring all her pent-up emotions into it.

Tifa's breath hitched as Lorentz Aboghosh's tongue teased her lips, a soft moan escaping her as she granted him access. Her arms wrapped around him, her fingers digging into his back as she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. "Mmm... Lorentz Aboghosh..." she murmured against his lips, her voice breathy and filled with desire. Her hips pressed against his, seeking friction, seeking more. She could feel the heat building between them, the tension coiling in her belly, urging her on. Her hands slid under his shirt, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, exploring the planes of his body. She broke the kiss, her lips trailing along his jawline, her breath hot against his skin. "I want you, Lorentz Aboghosh. I want to feel you, all of you." *