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[she has lost patience, kinda, so she's wildly gesturing with a hand.]

Have you looked at yourself? Of course it's yours! [how dare you be pretty you stupid jrpg bitch!!! this is not entirely actually serious, but there is a little frustration there? mostly tension because she's been very polite all evening and kept her emotions in check and now they're away from people and she is stuck with this!!!]

[ ?????? HELP ]

You're the one who dressed me up like this?

[ how is this his fault!!! walking towards aerith's room ]

Yeah because you look good! And you said you would anyway as one of your jobs! There wasn't a better occasion for it.

[very "how was i supposed to know the consequences of my actions" of her as they walk to her apartment. also how? she was not this strong affected by this the first time it happened, although looking back at her previous behavior it. hm. hm? hm.]

I don't know why a public dance was the better occasion for it.

[ walking into the apartment, closing the door behind them, genuinely pretty amused by now. also flattered at the look good now that he knows it's. not just jokes. that there is some weight to it? ]

Your fault for picking something I'd look good in. Plenty of dresses would make me look bad.

[ throwing it back at her. as a joke. ]

Well I wasn't going to make you wear a dress just for me if I'm paying you for it. [just pointblank. they're into the apartment and the door's closed, and it means aerith's forced to really face all of this.

what this means for cloud is there really is zero chance of missing the emotions she's busy trying to ignore and avoid, even if she's looking away and already moving to start removing some of her jewelry. it's a flustered, warm and fuzzy sort of feeling, and it's one of those things she's aware started small and is escalating at a slow and steady pace the longer she's around the thing that started this.]

Besides, if I made you look bad, that'd make me look bad, too. Everybody knows I picked it out. [this is also a joke, but given the very faint blush she also means she would never bother making cloud look bad period.]

You're paying me with a date.

[ pointing it out first. it's not like she's paying real money, here. he's got his head tilted a little as he watches her take off her accessories, his own feeling of intrigue growing the more he feels her flustered warm feelings intensify. interesting. huuuuh. there's a little bit of fondness too when her blush tattles on her that she wouldn't try to make him look bad. ]

Sure. That still makes this your fault. [ it doesn't stop him from being terrible. he also could start removing his own accessories right now, but he's still looking at aerith's reaction with intrigue and kind of vaguely wondering if... he should keep things on?

huh. ]

Yeah. We can do that later this week or even next? [desperately trying to keep this casual. they had talked about this earlier, about how they could have a full discussion of the things they both wanted in the more physical aspect of their relationship, but she's not even sure if this is the right time either given they're both in really pretty dresses and dressed to the nines and it's a slightly unusual situation.

again, sorry to say that now that they're alone she is doing a really shit job at hiding the turned on emotions in her brain. it's fine? it's fine. she's taking off a bracelet that belonged to aventurine earlier and she's removing the headpiece in her hair, but she only gets that far before she realizes cloud's looking at her.]

...what?

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Mm. Whenever.

[ slow blinking at her. like a cat. he's not going to ask out loud if she wants him to keep it on because that feels like a lot. he is trying to figure out if she even wants to do anything about that want, honestly. so he offers this instead: ]

It doesn't weird me out.

[ whatever the hell this is. it's definitely a little weird, but he's not bothered by it as he might have thought he would be if told about this scenario in general. ]

[be less of a cat. also this does and does not help because she's really slowly processing what she actually wants because she's obviously very interested? to the point she actually is starting to have a hard time ignoring the fact this is doing it for her, the slow but persistent little warm at her core and the equally slow but persistent pulse.

there's a lot to unpack here, but cloud says it doesn't weird him out and she can't really deny she's not relieved to hear this. she takes a breath, biting on her lower lip and still not quite looking at him as she shifts her weight from one foot to another.]

It's...not that big of a thing. [the other thing is, actually, is that she probably would not be this affected if they haven't been aborting exploring further for a few weeks by this point.] But, uh, good to know!

[she's just going to stand there like an idiot because she kinda...wants to keep cloud in the dress? but she can acknowledge that is weird even if it doesn't weird him out. god what is wrong with her.]

[ there is admittedly probably some of that aborting exploring further things involved in his interest too. she's standing there awkwardly and looking away and he's not sure how to push the subject more. if he even should? she did say it was not that big of a thing. ]

... [ again, asking if she wants him to keep the dress on is-- too much, and a little embarrassing, so he does the opposite instead; ] Do you want me to take it off?

[ aaerith might be looking away but he's not, staring a little intently. sorry his emotions are mainly interested and intrigued. and. well also a little shy he can't get over that but. ]

Not really. [there's only, like, the smallest shred of regret and embarrassment in actually admitting that.] Maybe I'm trying to decide what to do with this new information.

[the..information that her boyfriend in a pretty dress makes her horny? yeah, that information.]

[ it's his turn to look away briefly when she admits that, because it's something to hear it. but like stated: it's brief. there's a small quirk to his lips when he looks at her again. ]

The information being that you're into this. [ clarifying as a tease, because he can't quite help it, aerith's never really embarrassed, but; ] What are the options?

[ for what she can do with that info. ]

[hm...there's sort of a nervous laugh because she has some options, sure, but she's not sure if they're great ones. with that said though, she doesn't deny that she's into it and she walks a little closer, heels clicking across the floor.]

Something like that. [yeah.] ...guess our options are...a couple of things? [a hand comes up to trail over his side again.] Depending on how you're feeling about this.

[ he doesn't try to move away, watching her walk closer with half-lidded eyes. considering. nervous and embarrassed on aerith is different. ]

... Well, I told you. I'm not weirded out. [ reiterating it as he lets her pet his side, cocking his hip a little as he shifts in place ] I think I want to hear what things you're thinking of.

[ again just. so intrigued. it's all positive interested feelings? ]

[she's calmer as he keeps repeating that he isn't weirded out, but now that she's close enough she decides she's not sure she feels like verbally answering yet? so she's going to settle for drawing him closer, hand around the back of his neck and fingers sliding under the choker to draw him in for a kiss. that's kind of the same, right?]

[ it is an answer, sure. it's not one he's objecting to, going by the way he puts his hands on her hips to draw her closer as he kisses her back. the choker thing is-- mixed feelings on that, but he likes kissing her, so they're very quickly gone. ]

[the other answer is probably blatantly obvious given she's busy trying to push him back toward their bed while immediately kissing him a little more deeply, her other hand at his back and pressing into the seams of the corset. move it, soldier.]

[ well. that is a little more straightforward, yes, and he walks them back towards the bed until the back of his knees hit the mattress and he lets them both stumble on it, dragging aerith down on top of him. all while going along with the kiss, because it's important.

the touch at his back is interesting. it's not like the corset's comfortable, but aerith's fascination with it is. also interesting. ]

[they stumble onto the bed, and cloud's dragging her and she wastes no time to crawl up into his lap again like the first time they did this. it's eager, hand scratching along at the corset and his back and fingers kneading into his neck under the choker, lips parting and immediately letting her tongue tease at the seam of cloud's to slip in.

the nice thing is she was right, this pink dress is so much easier to move in. and the other nice thing is cloud's dress is open in the front enough that he's a little flexible, too. the corset's only kind of a thing, but again, it's about shaping and giving cloud the illusion he has a more feminine figure and she should maybe consider that, but she's pretty blatantly aware she finds tifa hot so what's it matter to her? more than anything, it's the fact that it's cloud. she kicks her heels off, sitting up just a little to adjust more comfortably on his lap to continue kissing him.]

[ it is a little fascinating how eager aerith is. he parts his lips dutifully into the kiss, meeting her for that deeper kiss as he thinks it over. the pawing at the waist and back doesn't do too much for him physically because it's hard to feel through the corset, but he's very aware of it. the neck, well. they both know by now he kind of likes that, and as usual there's a little shudder into the kiss as she kneads it.

she's adjusting herself on his lap and he's got a hand on her hip to keep her balanced, fingers splayed out in a tight grab. his other one runs over her back, playing with the seam of her dress. she's pretty in this dress, in a way that's very different from the red one that left him tongue tied, but it's not a bad way. it is especially not a bad way when she's on his lap kissing him like this.

thinking about it he decides that while he's still not into wearing dresses he is into aerith's reaction to him wearing dresses. is that a thing. well, whatever. ]

[that is a thing. and maybe she wouldn't be nearly as aggressive in her approach if it wasn't a build-up of things, but it has been for weeks (maybe longer? maybe even outside of this place, truthfully.) cloud has been in front of her for so long now that having him in her reach means she doesn't plan on letting up anytime soon.

she knows he can't feel her hands on the corset, but she keeps massaging and scratching along the back of his neck, chest to chest and the hand eventually winding around to grip cloud's shoulder, dragging some of the fabric across his skin.

she seems to, like, realize she's going a little overboard though because she pauses in their kiss to pull back long enough to speak.]

...sorry. Don't know what came over me. [she says, as if emotionsharing isn't happening and she's projecting her interest and wants loud and clear.]

[ they are boobs to boobs...

he lets aerith pull back and he stares at her a little after she speaks, something amused in his eyes. but maybe he can't talk! because his emotions might not be as heightened right now but he's projecting want and interest right back! woopsies. ]

S'alright. I think I've got an idea. [ in a bit of a low tone. he kisses at her jawline with a hum. the effect this week is--weird, and a little invasive, but he probably would be a lot more hesitant if he could not feel her emotions through this, hilariously enough. ]

[tit to tit communication...this is stupid, but she's staring at him and running her tongue over her lower lip for a moment as if that's going to help her think more clearly. it is not. this does nothing to help. other things that don't help: the kiss to her jawline given the way there's a tiny sigh with that.

this effect is terrible but glad cloud's suddenly aware that yeah, his girlfriend's into him.]

Oh do you now...[she has zero room to tease when she's in the position they're in, but she grins.] This is fine.

[she means just kissing, but she's still letting her fingers work at his neck.]

[ sorry he is busy kissing her jaw down to her neck for a second while she teases, but he pulls away (barely) to look at her. he's still partially bowed for neck kisses so the effect means he's looking up at her through his eyelashes thank you

the thing is when she says things like that he's never sure if she means to be reassuring or she's the one who wants it to be over. or, rather, he's never been sure, because again: kind of more obvious now. he still hesitates before he says it though, something shy in his own feelings: ]

We could do more than fine.

[ ooo mr strife how bold (victorian era ass) ]

[no actually he should keep doing that? judging by the way she's shifting to get closer and tilting her head, she's just as affected by neck kisses as he is which is a choice.

also what the hell is he so beautiful for? he looks up through his lashes and aerith's looking down, hand on his neck and the blips of shyness registering enough to make her grin a little.]

...we could do more than fine. [immediate interest.] Show me how you'd start?

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