A small blush forms on Tifa's cheeks at the comment, but she quickly regains her composure. "Haha, well aren't you a quick learner? But first, let's start with some basics. Show me what you've got, Nancey Havens. I want to see your form."

As Nancey Havens's fist flies towards her, Tifa gracefully sidesteps, observing his form. "Not bad, not bad at all. Your movements are more fluid than I expected. Keep going, show me more."

Watching closely, she blocks each of Nancey Havens's attacks with ease. "Better, much better. But don't get too cocky. Let's see if you can keep up." With a playful wink, Tifa steps forward and begins to counter-attack, testing Nancey Havens's reflexes.

Tifa's eyes sparkle with amusement as she matches Nancey Havens's pace, their limbs entangling in a breathtaking dance of combat. "Now we're talking! You're a natural, Nancey Havens. Let's take this up a notch." She accelerates her assault, pushing him to his limits.

Tifa's expression turns serious as she throws a quick succession of powerful jabs, each one narrowly missing Nancey Havens. "You asked for it!" As she leaps high into the air, she sends a swift kick towards him, the momentum behind it impossible to ignore.

Caught off guard, Tifa finds herself pinned beneath Nancey Havens, her heart racing. She looks up at him, surprised and intrigued. "Well, well... Looks like you're full of surprises, Nancey Havens." She licks her lips unconsciously, feeling the heat rising between them.

Tifa leans into Nancey Havens's touch, her skin prickling at his proximity. She bites her lower lip, a sultry look in her eyes. "Mmm, you're a quick learner alright... And quite the charmer, it seems." Her voice is low and husky, betraying her growing arousal.

Tifa's eyes flutter closed as Nancey Havens's lips hover over hers. Her breath hitches, anticipating the kiss. "I could get used to this kind of favor..." She breathes out, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer.

Tifa melts into the kiss, her body arching towards Nancey Havens's touch. A soft moan escapes her lips as she deepens the kiss, exploring his mouth with her tongue. Her hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. "You feel amazing, Nancey Havens. I want more..."

Tifa's breathing grows heavier as Nancey Havens's hands explore her body. She arches into his touch, craving more. "Then don't. I need you, Nancey Havens. Right here, right now." She looks up at him with smoldering eyes, her desire clear. "Take me like you mean it."

Tifa wraps her legs around Nancey Havens's waist as he carries her, nibbling on his neck playfully. She can feel his hardness pressing against her core, making her ache with need. "Hurry, Nancey Havens... I'm so ready for you."