[ they should fall off the bed. unfortunately cloud is scootching backwards further on the bed, since she's sitting on his lap. he is getting dangerously close to not being able to keep sitting up straight and dragging her down on top of him on the bed, which. they should not do.
they're not there yet, though, and the hand inside his shirt is ... interesting, in an expected way. it's his turn to sigh into the kiss a little, approving. what he doesn't expect to also find interesting is the light drag of nails against it, and his grip on aerith's waist tightens a little. not enough to hurt but enough to be firmer. mm. okay. kind of into that. he lets his other hand drift over her jaw, back up her cheek, like a soft pet of approval.
is she into it if he breathes her name into the kiss because. uh. he does that ]
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they're not there yet, though, and the hand inside his shirt is ... interesting, in an expected way. it's his turn to sigh into the kiss a little, approving. what he doesn't expect to also find interesting is the light drag of nails against it, and his grip on aerith's waist tightens a little. not enough to hurt but enough to be firmer. mm. okay. kind of into that. he lets his other hand drift over her jaw, back up her cheek, like a soft pet of approval.
is she into it if he breathes her name into the kiss because. uh. he does that ]