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"Is that a new bra?" Zack asks, seated on the bed. He's never seen Tifa in red underwear before, always black or blue.
Tifa nods. "Aerith took me bra shopping yesterday."
"Come closer?"
Tifa approaches Zack, and is met with a kiss to her chest, just under her clavicle.
Zack then kisses slightly lower, then to where her cleavage begins. He slides his hands along the band of Tifa's bra until he touches the clasp in the back, then brings his hands to her waist.
"You look great."
Tifa, cheeks red like her bra and eyes, smiles shyly. "Thank you."