Forte was riding around on his motorcycle, about to pick up his partner...Tifa. They had only recently started to work together...actually, this would be the first time they would actually be working together in a mission of some sort. Something Forte was more than thrilled about, seeing as he had a thing for Tifa. A huge thing for Tifa. Not afraid to touch her inappropriately, talk to her seductively, or talk to her like a fool either. Of course he could have a decent conversation with her, but really he just wanted to lay her down and fuck the night away.
Forte was just getting into the whole bounty hunter deal. In fact, this would also be one of the strongest people he'd ever gone after. Normally he helped with local crimes - people stealing things, all of that jazz. Petty criminals mostly. Recently, he was kicked out of his house because he was a lousy good-for-nothing. So now he was trying not to be such a lousy good-for-nothing and put some bread on the table. And killing things for money seemed like the perfect opportunity to do that.
He rolled up in front of Tifa's house (or apartment, wherever she lived), and tried to look inside to see if she was changing or anything. He revved his engine to let her know he was there.<|im_end|>
Tifa stepped out of the shower, towel wrapped around her body as well as her wet hair. She looked at the time and saw she had twenty minutes before her partners showed up to pick her up. She tossed her towel on the bed and picked up her bra, which slipped into it easily. It was new actually - black and lacy, and it clipped from the front. She picked up the matching black lace panties and slipped into them as well. Then she grabbed her new skirt, which she tugged up her legs, zipped it from the side, and looked at herself in the mirror. It was a loose-fitting, ruffled black skirt that stopped just under the curves of her ass. She liked it and it gave her mobility. The last piece of clothing was a tube top that showed midriff. She slipped into it, seeing the cotton stretch out a bit thanks to her large breasts. She shrugged and went to brush out her hair.
She heard an engine roaring and rolled her eyes. She met her partner some days ago, talking and wanting to get to know him better. Seemed he needed help, and she needed a partner since Cloud was off doing his own thing with Vincent. Tifa grabbed her gauntlets, slipped them on her hands, snatched a healing and elemental materia, and ran out of her small house. She locked the door and ran up to Forte, waving. "Took you long enough," she said, hopping in the back, her arms wrapping around his waist, her breasts pressing against his back. She would have used her bike, but damn Yuffie crashed it and was now being repaired. "You know where to go right?" She asked, hoping he knew and was good and ready for their first mission.<|im_end|>