Lilium Derived from Latin lilia, which may have come from a corrupted pronunciation of a word from an extinct Eastern Mediterranean language Humility, devotion, restored innocence after death
"Lovers used to give these when they were reunited."
[ chest to chest... booba... his free hand is still gripping her because men can't do things with both hands at once that's a fact, and also he is very busy getting her off. the way she claws at his back when he brushes against the clit is interesting, and he moves to try to do it again more deliberately as he slides his fingers in and out of her this time. this is what thumbs were invented for, right. to touch the clit?
the little can i whine is-- sorry, he huffs out a laugh against her even though he's shuddering at her touch. it's funny because he's not seeing shit, and because he's not sure she wants to interrupt him enough for him to get undressed? (silly cloud. she doesn't need you fully undressed.) ]
I--yeah. You can... [ he shakes his head a little, trying to focus. he is going to embarrass himself probably but whatever, at this point, he thinks he can get her off so it's less sad. ] I told you, do whatever.
[ a little gruff because he is still little shy about it ]
[it's fine, she will convince him to touch booba later. right now he can just feel them pressed directly into his. thumbs were in fact made to touch the clit, given the sudden involuntary full-body shudder that comes with that. her arm's hooked around him a little tighter, but the other hand proves exactly why she doesn't need cloud to get undressed. hers is smaller? clearly it's easier to let it slide its way into his underwear, pushing them down with her wrist to free him a little. the dress might be mostly covering him, but it's fine. she can feel him juuuust fine.
she still has an agenda, so she won't do this for long? it's just to work him up and because she wants to touch him and see him. give her a second to bunch up the hem of the dress so she can fully look, hand slowly starting to work over him while the emotions ping as intrigued. and a deep want, and she's already thinking about the idea of cloud inside her and okay, slow the fuck down.
she settles for kissing his cheek in a move that's almost too chaste for this. this also doesn't help with the way she's curling closer with every movement of cloud's fingers.]
I do like getting to do whatever with you. [the thing about it is that she's already focused on the idea of fucking cloud there is a high chance he will, actually, get her off first before she decides to take care of him.]
[ listen, his movements falter a little when she's sticking her hand down his underwear and then lifting up the dress to just look at him, because it's. a lot, the sudden soft touch of her hand on him, and then the absolutely ridiculous visual of him still being in the dress, except he's turned on enough he almost gets the appeal. maybe. he thinks? it's at least easy access, which is nice, because it means he doesn't have to move much so aerith can get what she wants, even if-- again. embarrassing. a little torn feelings there that are very quickly overwhelmed by aerith's deep want and how that echoes with him.
which means he picks the pace right back up even if he is tense and curving in on himself at her touch because it feels really nice and she is really hot right now? help him god when she kisses his cheek he's blushing more shyly than he has the entire time since then, a burst of affection in his chest ]
I can... I can tell. [ he uses the opportunity to steal a kiss from her, a little sloppy as he rolls his thumb over her clit experimentally, fingers curling. he is not the kind to ask aerith if she likes what she sees so it was pretty nice of her to just feel want ]
[what is cloud so cute for? this is her question, and she would love to have an answer. having easy access is great, and she's careful with her touches as to not overwhelm him immediately. she's pretty sure he's never felt another hand besides his own on him, and it's all soft strokes and a snug grip, working him closer to the base for a moment to see what he likes.
she grins though, a little cheeky and a little fond, but she moves her head to meet him for that kiss that's serving as a great option for her to muffle another low groan as his thumb rolls over her clit. her legs twitch, almost like they want to wrap around him and she bites on his lip when his fingers curl. she loves what she sees and what she feels, and it's difficult to keep herself quiet.]
N-now you're not playing fair. [it's shaky a bit, if only because such direct contact is, frankly, delicious and causing her to lose her mind. it doesn't stop her hand though.] That feels good though.
[ he definitely has not felt another touch besides his own there, thank you, and he's never even bothered to analyze what he liked when touching himself so any bit of it is going to be a fun surprise for both of them. closer to the base is nice. his thighs jerk a little as he forces himself to stay still. her hand is warm and she's groaning into his mouth and he likes hearing her, it turns out. fun things
also i think i should establish he has a nice dick because he's gotta be pretty everywhere (is taken out back and shot) ]
I don't wanna hear anything about playing fair from you. [ he says it as dryly as he can manage, even though his emotions are projecting want and arousal and again that little pleased with himself feeling when she says it feels good, doing it again at the comment, licking at the spot on his lip she bit. ] You're... really-- you look good. Like this.
[ it comes out more halting than he means it to, and he feels embarrassed about it, but he really does get what zack meant now when he described her as pretty-no-beautiful depending on the situation ]
[imagine if everything about cloud strife was very pretty and he just had the worst dick imaginable. aerith just leaves.
(un)fortunately, given the way she's blatantly staring at him, his dick passes inspection. her hand moves, gathering a bit of pre in her palm to help with the glide before she moves back to the base with a slightly firmer, more assured stroke.]
What, you don't think I'm fair? [there's another slow, sweet kiss to the corner of his mouth instead of an actual smooch, speed picking up just slightly while outright grinding down over his hand to take him deeper and massage that one particular spot. she knows by this point she's soaking his fingers, holding tight and trying to draw him into her, but she doesn't care? he picks up quick and listens to the cues, taking wordless instruction pretty well.
she does kind of laugh, a breathless little thing, when he says she looks good though.]
Glad you think so, I think. [given the way she's clinging, hair starting to fall in her face and chest heaving and face red, she's aware this is definitely a look cloud's never seen or even imagined from her.] You can...[hm. no. never mind, no more instruction. cloud can figure it out based on the fact she's still trying to apply more friction and speed things up.]
[ i can't stop imagining it now he's absolutely pretty and then you take his pants off and it's like hmmm. no. puts that away. become ken doll.
the staring flusters him a little, but it doesn't last long when she's immediately moving more assuredly over him. it's a lot. it's a lot especially when she's so damn wet clenching down over his hand, bearing down and chasing her own pleasure greedily. unfairly attractive. he bites down on his lip to try to swallow down his own moan. ]
You are. [ cloud confirms, but it's belated, after she laughs so whether he means to double up on thinking she looks good or on her being unfair is a mystery. it's both. it's both, really, and it's his turn to kiss her when she trails off. he doesn't do a teasing corner kiss, though, this is a proper one where he bites her lightly at her mouth because she's driving him a little crazy. the good news is, he is indeed good at wordless instructions, so while he's kissing her he starts to move his hand faster, pressing down a little harder, palm rubbing over her on top of everything else he's already doing. ]
[that is the thing, isn't it. aerith is very loving and open and gives a lot of herself to people, but in certain ways she's also very selfish. like right now. right now she's extremely selfish, chasing fast after the overwhelming pleasure his fingers are delivering and her own arousal driving her to touch him and bring him up to speed. there's a swallow, suddenly far too aware of the way she kind of wants to get her mouth on him, too, but again. one thing at a time.
it's still cute the way he's trying to hold himself back, but she doesn't get to think too much on it before his mouth is back on hers. it's a proper kiss, and while usually she isn't as deeply affected by bites (she likes them, and they're nice, but they don't make her insane), this time his teeth meet her mouth and there's another louder sound lost there. it's the combination of his teeth and of his hand and maybe she's going to actually regret teaching cloud how to do this because he's getting too powerful with figuring out how to crook his fingers just right, angle his thumb to tease and circle her clit just so, and allow the rest of his pal to massage and drag over her. she's far too aware of the way she's trembling, kind of a sensory overload but in a way that says she wants him to keep going. her fingers are still scratching and digging into the open back area of his dress, right into his skin, and in the haze of it all she suddenly realizes she's extremely close.
which, like, she's fine with. if she has her way, this won't be a one-time performance. instead, what she does is move her hand a little faster, but sloppier, losing her focus a little while clamping around his fingers with each push in to cause the pull to drag and touch over every bump and ridge inside. she's still trying to keep up with the kiss, too, but with the way his hand's moving faster it means that's also getting a little sloppy and he gets to hear fragments of his name, and pleas to not stop, and finally, the lowpoint: outright begging.]
Cloud. [lost somewhere against his mouth and against his cheek.] Keep...I'm...oh my god.
[okay. well. maybe she has lost all coherent thought and has been reduced to a panting, squirming mess of a girlfriend trying to chase after the thing she wants most right now. but the emotional feedback is off the scales with want, a little desperation and just. copious amounts of something pleased and greedy and honestly if this is what she's like just from his hand they're kind of in trouble when she convinces him to take it a step further. but they're not quite there yet.]
[ he can barely handle her hand maybe give it a second before you try the mouth aerith.
aerith is a lot right now, in the best possible way, not just with her touch (no matter how sloppy it gets) but with, well. everything. from the sloppy way she's kissing him back, to her other hand digging and clawing at his back (he's into that, it turns out! good to know!), the way she's clenching on his fingers and pleading for him to keep going-- it's all a lot, and when she starts begging he lets out a low groan, barely keeping it together.
the emotional feedback is so much, and it's funny how much of it is echoing between the both of them at this point, the want and that something pleased and greedy both-- though for cloud it's a lot more self-satisfaction at driving his girlfriend to a panting, squirming mess, and the greed is entirely that he wants to see her fall apart on his hand and come like that. she really has made him too powerful because his movements are all confidence now, fast and sure and probably just on the edge of too much as twists and moves his hand like a goddamn expert. who let cloud strife also be a natural at learning how to finger his girlfriend! that's illegal!!!! ]
I've got you. [ it's quiet in between their shared moans, something smug in his tone despite the way he is so fucking hard and dripping precome right now let's not talk about that? he pulls back just a little from sloppy kisses to stare at her with half-lidded eyes because he like reaaaaally? really? wants to see her face when she comes he's decided? ] As long as you want me.
[ wild of him to say that when the entire emotion aerith is sharing is want but y'know good to establish ]
[aerith is, in fact, a lot. she's a lot? and she's aware of it, but it's fairly shameless the way she responds to that "i've got you" with a wanton gasp. she stops scratching, but her fingers are dug deep into his shoulder as if solely to stabilize herself (and it probably is, to a point, seeing how she's curled in on herself) and she is quickly realizing her mistake at teaching cloud how to do this. of course he's a natural, because that's cloud, isn't it? you give him a little bit of encouragement and he gets swept up into it, confidence taking over and showcasing everything he can really do.
and right now, what he can really do is make her unravel pretty quickly. she's trying for another few kisses, her own hand still jerking him but far too distracted by now because that is her boyfriend's pretty face staring right into hers and saying such garbage, like she'd ever not want him.
"no matter what happens, you can't fall in love with me", she'd once said. back when she knew better. back when she knew it could only hurt them. but there's a little hope now, that things can change. maybe she'll be able to return and maybe they can fix things, maybe all that matters is how much she does love him and wants to be with him. love could be enough to save everything.
and it's why she lets him, her own eyes mostly shut and desperate whines building in her throat as his fingers move and twist over and inside her, bordering on tooclosetooclosetooclose and moremoremore for just long enough she's at that peak where she's completely breathless. it's sliding down and clamping tight over his fingers, body pitching forward and a loud, unabashed moan as she finally lets go, mouth open and eyes squeezed shut and the pulsing throb of her insides over cloud's fingers and making a mess over his hand. it's another series of little whimpers, legs trembling and arm twitching and a firm grip on cloud himself, back at the base and sliding to let go and run fingers up and over and higher to tease over his balls instead because leave it to aerith to still be able to move even while orgasming, i guess.
eventually, he'll feel her stop pulsating over his hand and he can pull his fingers out if he wants, and her head drops onto his shoulder while she's trying to catch her breath. the only emotion here seems to be satisfaction though.]
[ i could describe in detail how smug he is about it when she comes but honestly the feeling is truly just >:3 nyehehehehe intersped with a lot of want of his own? turned on by his gf being turned on and coming because of him, like some kind of romantic loser. (aerith is currently thinking about how love saves all.)
he works her through her orgasm, murmuring little things that could sound like praise if aerith was in any position to recognize it, and he is so taken in and focused on her and her reaction that he does not at all expect her hand to move while she's coming, That Is Cheating, and the noise that comes out of him is a little guttural before he leans down and bites at her neck to muffle it and try to stave off his orgasm. the only reason his virgin ass doesn't lose it and come right there just from that is because i rolled for it and somehow got a seventeen, what the fuck.
he's let go by the time she seems to have settled down over his hand, and while he doesn't keep teasing her clit or rubbing his palm over her he does do a few more slow, teasing strokes before he removes his hand from under her dress, which is. going to need some dry cleaning now. his other hand is rubbing over her side in soft pets as she breathes over his shoulder in satisfaction.
cloud himself is thrumming with energy, both from being way too close to coming himself and from the doubled satisfaction of aerith post-orgasm and his own self-satisfaction of having done that to her, and he's panting and smug as he looks at his very much wet hand. ]
... Think I got the hang of it. [ he cannot stop the bragging tease when he says this. also cloud might not have really watched porn (because he shared a small space with his mom and then the army and then [static noise]) but he knows enough of it that he looks at his wet hand and he's like. well. the other thing they talked about how he could practice involves his mouth soooo.
anyway aerith is going to look up to him tentatively licking her juices off his hand with the feeling of just being very curious ]
[she parses, like, maybe half of his murmurs but it's enough that the emotions flicker from satisfied over to self-satisfied. the sound he makes when she moves her hand is enough that she tightens around him again, wanting and still with that low-burning desire coursing through her. granted, the bite makes her gasp out loud and her hand does stop entirely, but her fingers gently teas over his thigh and wander to give him a bit of a reprieve.
she seems content with the way his fingers still brush over her, and there's a little sigh as he pulls them out and she turns to rest her check on his shoulder. she's still shivering under his touch, just on the side of overstimulated but still very much ready to keep going.
calm down, aerith.]
I'll say. [a little teasing, but also awed because it's not like she has anything to complain about given she's still trying to catch her breath. she's keeping her eyes closed and cozying up to him for a moment, fingers brushing his leg in soft pets, but when she opens one it's just in time to see him licking his fingers.
...huh. she does not want to think about the way this fascinates her.]
...well? [tiny bit amused, but she can feel that curiosity, cloud.]
her moving off his dick to his leg is honestly a real relief because it means he can feel a lot less winded up. like, is he a little edged by this? yes. it does not matter because he did not want to come just from two seconds of stroking from aerith
she is a little bit amused as cloud licks his fingers and he feels a little ridiculous but he also catches the way it fascinates her so he smirks a little ]
Not bad. Could get used to it.
[ teasing a bit. he was good at fingering so now hes like hehe taunting her into implying he could use his mouth like he wouldn't get so flustered actually seeing her fully naked still maybe don't be THAT smug mr strife ]
[honestly cloud deserves to be edged at this point, so while she doesn't stop entirely the touching is still light and careful just to keep him turned on.
but hm...]
Uh huh. We'll see about that. [she's aware you're a bottom, strife.] Well, in case you do get tired of the taste...[she's moving to lean, reaching for the little window sill by the window and dipping her hand into a small shelf. she's not really looking because she can't from her place in his lap, but she is pulling out an item!
it is a small box of condoms. she's looking at this like "hm, not you yet." and sets them aside before she pulls out a small box of scaresco tissues to set next to them. see? prepared.]
[ being a bottom doesn't mean he can't eat her out, wow. also listen he is not going to stop being turned on for a while.
speaking of bottoming though he sees the box of condoms be set aside and his face goes pink with his eyes wide, somehow shocked his gf was prepared. incredible. he will take the tissues though with ever-so-slightly shaking hands because while he really doesn't mind the taste this isn't. uh. cleaning anything at all his hand would just be gross and full of spit so. now it is wiped dry.
and he is realizing they are both still incredibly dressed (in dresses) and he is still wearing make up. he mostly realizes that seeing all the lipgloss marks over aerith's neck and he looks away feeling embarrassed. hm. it's a good thing he's not the kind to talk about sexual encounters (PRIVATE ONLY) because this is not one he thinks he would want to share. ]
[yeah she's kind of aware they're both still in dresses and her hair's probably a mess and there's lip gloss all over her neck, and yet she watches cloud's face flush when he notices the condoms and takes a tissue for himself.
the free hand moves from his back to trace over his jaw and tip his chin up for a quick peck.]
That's good, because I'm not done with you yet. [:)? she's brushing her fingers over his cheek and jaw, acutely aware that the insides of her thighs are sticky and she's still in a very cute dress and he's still incredibly hard.] But we don't have to rush this next part if you're not sure.
[ SORRY IS HE SUPPOSED TO MAKE A DECISION HERE? he looks at her with wide eyes, blushing, lips parted slightly as he lets out a little hesitant um, licking them while he blinks.
she can't just casually say tasting you sounds fun, for the record, but also his eyes flit to the box when hers do and he gets pinker.
the emotion is just flustered want. generic. nothing comes out his useless mouth. ]
[ shakes his head silently first, trying to find words again ]
That's not... It's not either of those things. [ like, is he a little worried he's going to experience a horror story where she puts the condom on and he just immediately comes without even touching her? yes. real fears. is he also just so turned on his brain isn't wheeling. yeah that's the main issue. ] It's...
[ he is still a little tongue tied with want here because he kind of. likes. all options. the last one kind of maybe the most but that is the devil (his wiener) talking he should maybe not trust it (the devil says do it) ]
[perhaps your wiener will verbalize it better, cloud. in all seriousness, she's sort of watching him struggle and she shouldn't find it funny but...it's a little funny. it's cute to see him try to figure it out, and she smiles a little while she stretches again to grab the box. i did just realize that now that his hand's not there he can probably feel some of her juices on his leg from where she's still straddling him. that's fine.
anyway she's just opening the box to shake a condom out, waving it in front of his face.]
Maybe we should take it down a few notches before trying this, hm? [she says this, and she's fully removing her hand away, fingers dragging lightly over his thighs and out from under his dress.
but it's partially to bunch up the skirt to try and get it out of the way.]
[ yeah feeling her wet on his leg is actually not helping his brain work better. he watches her wave the condom in front of him and feels at least a little back to normal, which is to say, unamused, at her teasing ]
... I didn't say no. [ it's grumbled a little, and then she's removing her hand but he doesn't get to be disappointed for very long before she's trying to bunch his skirt out of the way and it's his turn to be a little amused ] Pretty sure taking it off would be easier.
[ he makes no move to do that because he's reached a point of zen where yea it's embarrassing but also it's kind of really funny how into him in a dress aerith is ]
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the little can i whine is-- sorry, he huffs out a laugh against her even though he's shuddering at her touch. it's funny because he's not seeing shit, and because he's not sure she wants to interrupt him enough for him to get undressed? (silly cloud. she doesn't need you fully undressed.) ]
I--yeah. You can... [ he shakes his head a little, trying to focus. he is going to embarrass himself probably but whatever, at this point, he thinks he can get her off so it's less sad. ] I told you, do whatever.
[ a little gruff because he is still little shy about it ]
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she still has an agenda, so she won't do this for long? it's just to work him up and because she wants to touch him and see him. give her a second to bunch up the hem of the dress so she can fully look, hand slowly starting to work over him while the emotions ping as intrigued. and a deep want, and she's already thinking about the idea of cloud inside her and okay, slow the fuck down.
she settles for kissing his cheek in a move that's almost too chaste for this. this also doesn't help with the way she's curling closer with every movement of cloud's fingers.]
I do like getting to do whatever with you. [the thing about it is that she's already focused on the idea of fucking cloud there is a high chance he will, actually, get her off first before she decides to take care of him.]
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which means he picks the pace right back up even if he is tense and curving in on himself at her touch because it feels really nice and she is really hot right now? help him god when she kisses his cheek he's blushing more shyly than he has the entire time since then, a burst of affection in his chest ]
I can... I can tell. [ he uses the opportunity to steal a kiss from her, a little sloppy as he rolls his thumb over her clit experimentally, fingers curling. he is not the kind to ask aerith if she likes what she sees so it was pretty nice of her to just feel want ]
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she grins though, a little cheeky and a little fond, but she moves her head to meet him for that kiss that's serving as a great option for her to muffle another low groan as his thumb rolls over her clit. her legs twitch, almost like they want to wrap around him and she bites on his lip when his fingers curl. she loves what she sees and what she feels, and it's difficult to keep herself quiet.]
N-now you're not playing fair. [it's shaky a bit, if only because such direct contact is, frankly, delicious and causing her to lose her mind. it doesn't stop her hand though.] That feels good though.
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also i think i should establish he has a nice dick because he's gotta be pretty everywhere (is taken out back and shot) ]
I don't wanna hear anything about playing fair from you. [ he says it as dryly as he can manage, even though his emotions are projecting want and arousal and again that little pleased with himself feeling when she says it feels good, doing it again at the comment, licking at the spot on his lip she bit. ] You're... really-- you look good. Like this.
[ it comes out more halting than he means it to, and he feels embarrassed about it, but he really does get what zack meant now when he described her as pretty-no-beautiful depending on the situation ]
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(un)fortunately, given the way she's blatantly staring at him, his dick passes inspection. her hand moves, gathering a bit of pre in her palm to help with the glide before she moves back to the base with a slightly firmer, more assured stroke.]
What, you don't think I'm fair? [there's another slow, sweet kiss to the corner of his mouth instead of an actual smooch, speed picking up just slightly while outright grinding down over his hand to take him deeper and massage that one particular spot. she knows by this point she's soaking his fingers, holding tight and trying to draw him into her, but she doesn't care? he picks up quick and listens to the cues, taking wordless instruction pretty well.
she does kind of laugh, a breathless little thing, when he says she looks good though.]
Glad you think so, I think. [given the way she's clinging, hair starting to fall in her face and chest heaving and face red, she's aware this is definitely a look cloud's never seen or even imagined from her.] You can...[hm. no. never mind, no more instruction. cloud can figure it out based on the fact she's still trying to apply more friction and speed things up.]
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the staring flusters him a little, but it doesn't last long when she's immediately moving more assuredly over him. it's a lot. it's a lot especially when she's so damn wet clenching down over his hand, bearing down and chasing her own pleasure greedily. unfairly attractive. he bites down on his lip to try to swallow down his own moan. ]
You are. [ cloud confirms, but it's belated, after she laughs so whether he means to double up on thinking she looks good or on her being unfair is a mystery. it's both. it's both, really, and it's his turn to kiss her when she trails off. he doesn't do a teasing corner kiss, though, this is a proper one where he bites her lightly at her mouth because she's driving him a little crazy. the good news is, he is indeed good at wordless instructions, so while he's kissing her he starts to move his hand faster, pressing down a little harder, palm rubbing over her on top of everything else he's already doing. ]
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it's still cute the way he's trying to hold himself back, but she doesn't get to think too much on it before his mouth is back on hers. it's a proper kiss, and while usually she isn't as deeply affected by bites (she likes them, and they're nice, but they don't make her insane), this time his teeth meet her mouth and there's another louder sound lost there. it's the combination of his teeth and of his hand and maybe she's going to actually regret teaching cloud how to do this because he's getting too powerful with figuring out how to crook his fingers just right, angle his thumb to tease and circle her clit just so, and allow the rest of his pal to massage and drag over her. she's far too aware of the way she's trembling, kind of a sensory overload but in a way that says she wants him to keep going. her fingers are still scratching and digging into the open back area of his dress, right into his skin, and in the haze of it all she suddenly realizes she's extremely close.
which, like, she's fine with. if she has her way, this won't be a one-time performance. instead, what she does is move her hand a little faster, but sloppier, losing her focus a little while clamping around his fingers with each push in to cause the pull to drag and touch over every bump and ridge inside. she's still trying to keep up with the kiss, too, but with the way his hand's moving faster it means that's also getting a little sloppy and he gets to hear fragments of his name, and pleas to not stop, and finally, the lowpoint: outright begging.]
Cloud. [lost somewhere against his mouth and against his cheek.] Keep...I'm...oh my god.
[okay. well. maybe she has lost all coherent thought and has been reduced to a panting, squirming mess of a girlfriend trying to chase after the thing she wants most right now. but the emotional feedback is off the scales with want, a little desperation and just. copious amounts of something pleased and greedy and honestly if this is what she's like just from his hand they're kind of in trouble when she convinces him to take it a step further. but they're not quite there yet.]
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aerith is a lot right now, in the best possible way, not just with her touch (no matter how sloppy it gets) but with, well. everything. from the sloppy way she's kissing him back, to her other hand digging and clawing at his back (he's into that, it turns out! good to know!), the way she's clenching on his fingers and pleading for him to keep going-- it's all a lot, and when she starts begging he lets out a low groan, barely keeping it together.
the emotional feedback is so much, and it's funny how much of it is echoing between the both of them at this point, the want and that something pleased and greedy both-- though for cloud it's a lot more self-satisfaction at driving his girlfriend to a panting, squirming mess, and the greed is entirely that he wants to see her fall apart on his hand and come like that. she really has made him too powerful because his movements are all confidence now, fast and sure and probably just on the edge of too much as twists and moves his hand like a goddamn expert. who let cloud strife also be a natural at learning how to finger his girlfriend! that's illegal!!!! ]
I've got you. [ it's quiet in between their shared moans, something smug in his tone despite the way he is so fucking hard and dripping precome right now let's not talk about that? he pulls back just a little from sloppy kisses to stare at her with half-lidded eyes because he like reaaaaally? really? wants to see her face when she comes he's decided? ] As long as you want me.
[ wild of him to say that when the entire emotion aerith is sharing is want but y'know good to establish ]
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and right now, what he can really do is make her unravel pretty quickly. she's trying for another few kisses, her own hand still jerking him but far too distracted by now because that is her boyfriend's pretty face staring right into hers and saying such garbage, like she'd ever not want him.
"no matter what happens, you can't fall in love with me", she'd once said. back when she knew better. back when she knew it could only hurt them. but there's a little hope now, that things can change. maybe she'll be able to return and maybe they can fix things, maybe all that matters is how much she does love him and wants to be with him. love could be enough to save everything.
and it's why she lets him, her own eyes mostly shut and desperate whines building in her throat as his fingers move and twist over and inside her, bordering on tooclosetooclosetooclose and moremoremore for just long enough she's at that peak where she's completely breathless. it's sliding down and clamping tight over his fingers, body pitching forward and a loud, unabashed moan as she finally lets go, mouth open and eyes squeezed shut and the pulsing throb of her insides over cloud's fingers and making a mess over his hand. it's another series of little whimpers, legs trembling and arm twitching and a firm grip on cloud himself, back at the base and sliding to let go and run fingers up and over and higher to tease over his balls instead because leave it to aerith to still be able to move even while orgasming, i guess.
eventually, he'll feel her stop pulsating over his hand and he can pull his fingers out if he wants, and her head drops onto his shoulder while she's trying to catch her breath. the only emotion here seems to be satisfaction though.]
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he works her through her orgasm, murmuring little things that could sound like praise if aerith was in any position to recognize it, and he is so taken in and focused on her and her reaction that he does not at all expect her hand to move while she's coming, That Is Cheating, and the noise that comes out of him is a little guttural before he leans down and bites at her neck to muffle it and try to stave off his orgasm. the only reason his virgin ass doesn't lose it and come right there just from that is because i rolled for it and somehow got a seventeen, what the fuck.
he's let go by the time she seems to have settled down over his hand, and while he doesn't keep teasing her clit or rubbing his palm over her he does do a few more slow, teasing strokes before he removes his hand from under her dress, which is. going to need some dry cleaning now. his other hand is rubbing over her side in soft pets as she breathes over his shoulder in satisfaction.
cloud himself is thrumming with energy, both from being way too close to coming himself and from the doubled satisfaction of aerith post-orgasm and his own self-satisfaction of having done that to her, and he's panting and smug as he looks at his very much wet hand. ]
... Think I got the hang of it. [ he cannot stop the bragging tease when he says this. also cloud might not have really watched porn (because he shared a small space with his mom and then the army and then [static noise]) but he knows enough of it that he looks at his wet hand and he's like. well. the other thing they talked about how he could practice involves his mouth soooo.
anyway aerith is going to look up to him tentatively licking her juices off his hand with the feeling of just being very curious ]
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she seems content with the way his fingers still brush over her, and there's a little sigh as he pulls them out and she turns to rest her check on his shoulder. she's still shivering under his touch, just on the side of overstimulated but still very much ready to keep going.
calm down, aerith.]
I'll say. [a little teasing, but also awed because it's not like she has anything to complain about given she's still trying to catch her breath. she's keeping her eyes closed and cozying up to him for a moment, fingers brushing his leg in soft pets, but when she opens one it's just in time to see him licking his fingers.
...huh. she does not want to think about the way this fascinates her.]
...well? [tiny bit amused, but she can feel that curiosity, cloud.]
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her moving off his dick to his leg is honestly a real relief because it means he can feel a lot less winded up. like, is he a little edged by this? yes. it does not matter because he did not want to come just from two seconds of stroking from aerith
she is a little bit amused as cloud licks his fingers and he feels a little ridiculous but he also catches the way it fascinates her so he smirks a little ]
Not bad. Could get used to it.
[ teasing a bit. he was good at fingering so now hes like hehe taunting her into implying he could use his mouth like he wouldn't get so flustered actually seeing her fully naked still maybe don't be THAT smug mr strife ]
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but hm...]
Uh huh. We'll see about that. [she's aware you're a bottom, strife.] Well, in case you do get tired of the taste...[she's moving to lean, reaching for the little window sill by the window and dipping her hand into a small shelf. she's not really looking because she can't from her place in his lap, but she is pulling out an item!
it is a small box of condoms. she's looking at this like "hm, not you yet." and sets them aside before she pulls out a small box of scaresco tissues to set next to them. see? prepared.]
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speaking of bottoming though he sees the box of condoms be set aside and his face goes pink with his eyes wide, somehow shocked his gf was prepared. incredible. he will take the tissues though with ever-so-slightly shaking hands because while he really doesn't mind the taste this isn't. uh. cleaning anything at all his hand would just be gross and full of spit so. now it is wiped dry.
and he is realizing they are both still incredibly dressed (in dresses) and he is still wearing make up. he mostly realizes that seeing all the lipgloss marks over aerith's neck and he looks away feeling embarrassed. hm. it's a good thing he's not the kind to talk about sexual encounters (PRIVATE ONLY) because this is not one he thinks he would want to share. ]
... Thanks.
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the free hand moves from his back to trace over his jaw and tip his chin up for a quick peck.]
Don't tell me you're getting shy on me now.
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I'm not. [ he said, clearly feeling a little shy now that he has finished the part where he is good at (fingering apparently) ]
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also sort of leaning against the fingers on his face despite the blush, but he shakes his head ]
I'm not unsure. [ he does not sound unsure either. he's allowed to be embarrassed that doesn't mean he doesn't want more!!! he can handle it!!!! ]
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Then...I can use my hand to make us even? Or...tasting you sounds kinda fun. Or even...[a glance at the box and then a glance back at him.
unfortunately they're both still too turned on to make good decisions.]
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she can't just casually say tasting you sounds fun, for the record, but also his eyes flit to the box when hers do and he gets pinker.
the emotion is just flustered want. generic. nothing comes out his useless mouth. ]
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...too much and too fast again? [okay well now she's a little embarrassed. maybe she's pressuring him too much by even offering everything?]
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That's not... It's not either of those things. [ like, is he a little worried he's going to experience a horror story where she puts the condom on and he just immediately comes without even touching her? yes. real fears. is he also just so turned on his brain isn't wheeling. yeah that's the main issue. ] It's...
[ he is still a little tongue tied with want here because he kind of. likes. all options. the last one kind of maybe the most but that is the devil (his wiener) talking he should maybe not trust it (the devil says do it) ]
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anyway she's just opening the box to shake a condom out, waving it in front of his face.]
Maybe we should take it down a few notches before trying this, hm? [she says this, and she's fully removing her hand away, fingers dragging lightly over his thighs and out from under his dress.
but it's partially to bunch up the skirt to try and get it out of the way.]
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... I didn't say no. [ it's grumbled a little, and then she's removing her hand but he doesn't get to be disappointed for very long before she's trying to bunch his skirt out of the way and it's his turn to be a little amused ] Pretty sure taking it off would be easier.
[ he makes no move to do that because he's reached a point of zen where yea it's embarrassing but also it's kind of really funny how into him in a dress aerith is ]
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