Cloud

[residentflorist]

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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."

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[residentflorist]

[again, 100% fine with his fingers over her spine as evidenced by the tiny shiver that follows. but this does not stop her from looking very fond and also like she's very much enjoying the fact he's pouting. this does nothing to clear up the cute allegations.]

Cloud? [yes? did you need something?]

[residentmerc]

[ he knows it is futile and she's not going to take it back, which honestly only makes the pout very manly frown a little more pronounced, but fine!! fine. he'll say it: ]

I'm not cute. [ >:T ]

[residentflorist]

[without missing a beat:]

I could call you sexy if that's what you wanted.

[no this is just to fluster him in the opposite direction.]

[residentmerc]

[ aslkdjgdsmg

give him a second to reboot he regrets being a pale bitch so much rn it's way too obvious when he's blushing ]

... Think I had enough of that when you were hanging off my arms on Tuesday. [ this is the best come back he can give here he is doing his best ]

[residentflorist]

[this does nothing to change her mind he's very cute right now.]

That was a little different. Have you ever actually looked at your arms before? [this is actually also a terrible comeback, aerith what.]

[residentmerc]

[ it is a terrible come back because he just tilts his head lightly to the side and raises an eyebrow, not really looking as flustered now ]

... Yeah. I've seen 'em.

[ he does in fact. own them, even. ]

[residentflorist]

[letting her eyes drop to his arm and back up to his face.]

So you can kind of see where I'm coming from.

[no, he cannot, because what aerith is not specifying is she was just enough on the side of whitegirl wasted she was letting her mind wander off envisioning the things cloud could do with said-arms. like princess-carry her if she wanted. or holding her down. or just holding her period. it's fine, we don't need to think about that.]

[residentmerc]

[ honestly he is looking at his arms like ? because it's not like cloud is anywhere near the buffest guy she knows either... well maybe in this fucking murdergame. twink city. ]

... Not really? [ he is also not thinking of these things. but he has princess carried her before and i think that's important to note. she's right he could. ]

[residentflorist]

[aerith: i'm not some princess who needs to be coddled
also aerith: but you could if you wanted i guess 🥺]

...just trust me, it's different. [she still will not explain thank you goodbye.]

[residentmerc]

Uh-huh. [ skeptical. his turn to kiss her again also, though this is mostly so she can't see how he rolled his eyes a little ] Sure. Whatever you say.

[residentflorist]

[she happily accepts this kiss, thank you. but also fucking rude?]

...so maybe I like your arms and I've developed an appreciation for 'em. What's wrong with that? [geez!!!!]

[residentmerc]

Didn't say there was anything wrong with it.

[ does he still seem to think it's funny now that she's sober and kissing him? yes. ]

[residentflorist]

Oh, so there's just something wrong with me calling you cute! [pokes him squarely in the cheek, but not very hard. ruuuuuude.]

[residentmerc]

Yeah.

[ UNREPENTANT, he is soooo manly and not cute at all smh. but also he has a stupid stupid urge which it is alpha week so he follows through on, and that is to turn his face to mock bite at the finger poking him ]

[residentflorist]

[hey! dodging and poking him again anyway.]

You never let me have any fun. [she says, literally still teasing the shit out of him.]

[residentmerc]

[ fine if biting not an option he will move his hand finally and swat at her poking ]

Never. [ repeats it dryly, staring at her like yeaH??? yeah???? ] So what do you call this?

[residentflorist]

[she's swatting back but her hand settles at the back of his neck again. fine, fine, no more poking. she tilts her head a little though as if she has to think about this.]

I think this is different considering how much you're enjoying it, too.

[residentmerc]

Am I? [ being a little shit even as he brings his hand to stroke her cheek ]

[residentflorist]

Mmhm. Wouldn't be here still if you weren't, remember? [cloud literally said so himself, she will not be fooled!! she does smile with the touch though because it's nice for cloud to actually try something on his own.] Unless this is all an act? How mean...

[residentmerc]

[ he likes stroking her cheek. what can he say. well, not that, but he can keep doing it. ]

Not that good an actor. [ but that doesn't mean he will not continue to be a little shit; ] Maybe I'm enjoying myself because your fun isn't at my expense for once.

[ he has never once really cared about that, and also, it has kind of been at his expense. he is aware of it. ]

[residentflorist]

[which is nice, because she likes the feel of his hands. so much, in fact, her eyes are half-lidded while he continues and she leans against him a little closer. this really is about the point they're just chest to chest.]

It sort of is, but I'm giving you a break right now. [horrifying to think she may very well be serious. she has big plans for him for some point, but she's also content with letting him go back to exploring what he wants to try.]

[residentmerc]

[ their boobs are touching.... honestly he kind of likes the way she looks leaning into his touch, and maybe he dips his hand a little to brush a thumb against her lips while they are talking so much shit. the dichotomy of soft touches and whatever the hell they are saying ]

You're doing a lot for someone giving me a break. [ saying things, doing things. he doesn't mind. it has never been a secret that she can be pushy; if he minded he would not be here doing this. ]

[residentflorist]

[the boobs are touching...for as much shit as she's talking, she does seem to be a little too relaxed in his hands, lips parting slightly when his thumb swipes over them more out of a response than out of anything to say. this truly is the dichotomy of soft touches and dragging each other through the dirt, and especially because she doesn't reply immediately because this is sort of doing something to her.

cloud's never really this gentle with anything and while normally she's more invested in things being a little faster and a little more certain, this is muddling with her brain chemistry enough that it's looped back around to being intimate and appealing all at once.]

Hey, I could still be doing more here. You never know.

[residentmerc]

[ does it help if on top of the face pets he also starts tracing her leg again. does it. multitasking. the mouth opening for his thumb is--interesting, and he traces her bottom lip again with interest before taking it as an invitation and leaning in to kiss her again, soft. ]

You could. [ he'll acknowledge that, because his dick still remembers the grinding, thanks. but... ] I don't think you want to.

[residentflorist]

[this does not help, thank you. and by not helping we mean this means there's a tiny exhale against his hand and her fingers dig into the back of his neck just a little firmer. she doesn't reply right away because he kisses her, keeping him locked in place with her mouth against his for a short moment.]

No, I do. [that has not changed unfortunately, but she's at least thinking a little more clearly since they slowed down.] But I can wait. This is...nice, actually.

[again, cannot emphasize enough that it's nice because it's cloud choosing for himself and that seems to trump a lot of things right now.]