Aerith hums thoughtfully, the hand ghosting across her breast on its way to her shoulder making her breath catch, some newfound hungry part of her almost wishing he could push her skirt up and take her right here.

"Wait for me in the changing area in the back," she murmurs, pressing against him and letting her hips grind against his cock. "I'll bring our new clothes."

Her heart flutters from the rush of being so commanding, she turns around in his arms and looks up at him, her eyes bright and warm with desire as she rises onto the balls of her feet to kiss him before whispering against his mouth. "It's private back there. I want to find you waiting for me on your knees, naked, and I expect you to be hard."