Characters Included: Rude, Tifa
Prompt: 38) Touch
Word Count: 113
For as far back as I can remember I’ve always had a thing about people touching my hands. Maybe that’s why I took up fighting. I could wear thick leather gloves- the made the punches stronger after all- and keep people from being able to actually touch the skin that lie beneath.
Somehow with her it was different though. Her pale fingers pulled the gloves from my hands (something I had never let anyone do before), then danced slowly, shyly, along the flesh of my hands (flesh so much darker than her own). Her feather soft caresses made my heart beat faster, and I found myself threading my fingers with her smaller ones.