#lockhart1stclass

Tseng blinked and then gave a soft laugh, leaning his elbows against the bar in front of them, picking up the cup full of sake. “You know I am hardly one for stupid ‘shit’, Tifa.” He replied with a cooked grin.

Still, his eyes turned to her - and she was as beautiful as always, especially now with her cheeks slightly flushed - and gazed for a moment. Drinking in the way the bar lights reflected off her hair and how the flush on her cheeks flowed down to her shoulders.

 @lockhart1stclassSend me “FITE ME”and I’ll generate a random number and write a drabble/starter of our muses doing: 14.silly wrestling.

It had started out as a playful nudge. Genesis didn’t know exactly why he wanted to bump the smaller First off balance, but he quickly found his legs kicked out from under him. “Hey!” he laughed, actually laughed, lunging for her legs to bring her down to size. He was at a clear disadvantage, Tifa holding him in a headlock in no time flat, and Genesis felt a spark of childhood light up in his chest as he tried to fight back, wrestling around with his fellow SOLDIER like an overgrown child.

“You do realise that with me and Lockhart here there will BE no contest for the…flapping…event.” 

“Says the woman that had to steal my tiddy flappers.”

@underplater replied to your post:

Tifa says th’ only things that’ll be flappin’, yo, are people’s jaws after she an’ Meia are done breakin’ ‘em.