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]

[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.]

[residentmerc]

[ he meant he didn't think she wanted to right now, but that's fair. he can't say he doesn't... like hearing she wants more too? he hums as he looks at her, bright eyes half-lidded. nice isn't a bad term for it. ]

Just nice?

[ it is not a bad term but it doesn't mean he won't be a little shit anyway!! forever!!! doesn't even let her answer to kiss her again because he is finding out he kind of really likes kissing. huh. ]

[residentflorist]

[congrats to cloud for figuring out a way to make aerith calm the fuck down for like ten minutes. she's busy laying pressed up against him, arms draped over his shoulders and far too intrigued with whatever his fingers and mouth are doing.

ALSO SHE DOES NOT EVEN GET TO ANSWER BECAUSE HE'S KISSING HER? which is fine. she has decided that if that's what he feels like doing, she's not going to complain. this time when she meets him for a kiss, she does not pull off right away. on the contrary, even if it's still a slower kiss she's diving into it and holding his head in place to keep. doing that. these are choices being made here because unsurprisingly, she also likes kissing.]

[residentmerc]

[ that's fine just because it's a slower kiss doesn't mean it cannot also be a deep kiss if she wants it. he will go along with that. also what if cloud traces her lip with his tongue the same way he did with his thumb earlier. what if. he does that. hi. ]

[residentflorist]

[what if...well, what happens is pretty much the same thing that happened with his thumb, which is her lips part a little so his tongue can slide over her lips and she can meet him with her own. she's not really shy about it, but there's still not urgency to whatever this is. it's an encouraging little brush, and it's the pads of her fingers kneading softly into where his neck falls in line with his shoulders as she somehow rolls herself forward just a little more to be closer. hello.]

[residentmerc]

[ they cannot actually get any closer than they are at this point, what happens is just cloud leaning back a little further on the bed instead to try and accommodate her. or it's what should happen, but when he leans back a little he uses his hold on her leg to hike her closer? somehow? cannot emphasize how they absolutely cannot be more pressed than this guys stop trying!!! he's still got a hand cupping her face into this kiss, brushing her cheekbone this time as they go full make out with tongue now i guess. there's the slightest pleased hum, noise that only she can hear because she is that close. henwo. he is enjoying himself actually ]

[residentflorist]

[they really, really cannot get closer. and maybe they should not get closer, but it's okay. cloud leans back and pulls her with him, and there's an agreeable little murmur when she settles over him again while one of her hands slides up to cradle the back of his head. they really are going full make out and she's more than okay with this, and even when she hears him it means she's responding with a little more enthusiasm. she's keeping her cheek in the palm of his hand, eyes closed and body aligned with his while her tongue's busy making itself comfortable in cloud's mouth and guiding him along to show him what she likes.

then again, he's always been a quick study. it shouldn't surprise her that he picks up on it pretty fast, just like it shouldn't surprise him that the answer is a softer sigh into it. please continue and do not pull back anytime soon.]

[residentmerc]

[ it shouldn't surprise her, because he truly is a quick study! and he is studying her mouth right now. i hated writing that. he's studying her reactions and taking note of what she likes for real though, and he doesn't seem like he wants to pull back, which is good! what is breathing, no one cares, that's what noses are for.

anyway they cannot and should not get any closer, but cloud's moving his grip from her leg now that it is secured over him as far as it can go back to her waist. to pull her flush against him some more. YOU CANNOT MELD IT'S FRIDAY ]

[residentflorist]

[THEY CAN AND SHOULD NOT MELD TOGETHER and yet cloud's pulling her flush against him and it means she's tightening her legs around him a little further. maybe they can't meld, but somehow this does not stop aerith's hands from moving, slowly slipping from cloud's hair to dip into the back of his shirt and brush over the skin of his shoulders.

they're also close enough that she rocks her hips forward a little, something to encourage him to keep leaning back but enough that she gives off the message she doesn't want to separate. there's a hand shifting from her leg to her waist and it drags a small shudder out of her with the movement. what is breathing, they have noses and their mouths are still too busy to think about much else, but her fingers press a little into his skin, nails dragging over lightly and back up to the nape of his neck.

i hope they fall off the bed at this rate.]

[residentmerc]

[ 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 ]

[residentflorist]

[fall off the bed and be judged by several plushies hiding under it yeah. however, cloud is going the wrong way to fall off the bed and that's fine by her. she's steady on his lap, following every move he's making and letting him more or less support her weight. she's also following along with any little sign of pleasure from him, any hints that what she's doing is enjoyable for him, and with the tighter grip on her waist it means she lets her nails scritch up his spine just a little, right at the back of his neck.

the approval pet is also nice, as is the way he says her name as if it's only meant for her to hear, and there's a responding, quiet whimper back into the kiss herself. anyway the other problem is now she really is trying to knock him on his back so they're not sitting up anymore, but it's mostly because she just wants to be as close as possible. it's just that there is no more closer. she wants to be in his hands as much as she can, fit against him in a way that's comfortable and she delivers the lightest bite to his lower lip in response just for funsies. just to see what he'll do.]