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[ Seeing her pop the little sakura ball in her mouth only kept that smile on his face for longer. He might have had his road blocks since coming here, but watching her face and how she would softly giggle with delight over the little chocolate delight... These were the moments Cloud felt that he wouldn't dare stop fighting for. Not after almost a year of this. Not after he's finally felt like he's gotten his life back. Even if it's a path he never really anticipated for himself before... He'll cherish these little tidbits.

Even when she unwraps another little sakura ball, pressing herself up against him whilst his arm shifts from around her front, to gliding down her back to better allow her access to him. She was so close to him now... She's still the same swordswoman he befriended and fell for all that time ago, but she's much more bolder now. Far more willing to express what's in her heart.

Far be it from Cloud to not answer her in kind, face absolutely ripe red with fluster when she implores him to say "ah~". He damn near feels like melting with her right here. Take that sakura ball and forget about the tea for a moment and just bring her down to lay right on top of him. To just hold her with no sign of letting go. ]

Hmph...

Ah~

[ He takes it. The whole ball of chocolate, using the roof of his mouth and tongue to smoosh it down before letting the sweeter flavors dance on his palate. And now that he's got sealed lips with the chocolate melting in his mouth? He's free to take the Shirasagi Himegimi off guard once more. A sealed kiss on the lips, one accompanied by another soft hum before he draws back to chew the treat quickly enough to swallow. ]

Cute.

Thank you very much, Cloud.

[ She feels so special!! Not that Cloud fails to do so no matter the day, but given how she wanted to celebrate today? This is so important to her.

(She's gonna celebrate big time when their anniversary comes.)

Cloud may not have forgotten about the tea just yet, but his girlfriend has. Gone is the sweet piece of chocolate she's tried, and she's so very keen on making the most out of such a special day. On being spoiled. On being shown affection. And it's why she hasn't moved from her spot, still leaning on him the same way when she offered him a chocolate ball. ]

Won't you kiss me some more?

[ Ayato's not here... They both have nothing to worry about! ]

[ His gaze never has a chance of drifting back to the tea. Not when she hasn't left his side. In fact, she draws him in even more. Her words ring like a melodious echo. "Keep your eyes on me." And just like that, the world around them dissipates. There is no next door. There is no neighbors or family members. In this solitary moment, she's all he wants and all he can think about. especially when every kiss, every touch she gifts him is nothing short of electrifying. Stronger than anything the loosened inhibitions of Kizuna could accomplish. This world really was one of affection and companionship.

He would have no problem providing the support that others may need if they were going to accomplish great things in this world. If they were going to make a difference, assuming Olwen and his lot were trustworthy. It's still so early to tell... But only one person deserved this kind of touch. This level of affection and admiration. His lips on hers. His eyes watching her with adoration and hunger. She's the only one he wants. And if he has any say in the matter, it's the way things were going to stay.

Her White Day would be full of heart pounding memories. This being the start of many today if she would like anything and everything he could give her. There's nothing to worry about. And he succumbs with no hesitation whatsoever, this time leaning into her kiss more passionately. One sweep of his lips. A second...the third has his lips parting as fireworks pop off in his head. All the while his hold of her doesn't wane. If anything, he lounges more comfortably back in his seat on the couch as they begin to make out, face flush and heart hammering away in his chest. ]

[ This is all truly Cloud's fault. Giving Ayaka the space to be herself, to express how she really feels, there's no going back for him. Cloud's stuck in this endless loop of being showered all the love she could possibly give and more, and her asking to be shown affection in turn. She could never be this way towards anyone else.

And so, in this little safe space Cloud has created for them both, she grows more comfortable. Adding a little more weight on him as he leans back in his seat, his white heron princess a little bit more— just a little bit— kissing Cloud, getting a little more of that sweet white chocolate-y taste. They have somewhere to be, a meal to eat soon, but she doesn't think it would hurt to keep at this a little longer... ]

Our first White Day, [ whispered in between kisses, because Ayaka truly is full of gratitude and happiness on this day. This is something she never would have been able to experience if she had never met Cloud. ] When we go out later,

[ It's gonna take a while for her to say the whole thing, breath running ragged, voice turning more airy with each sweep of her tongue. ]

I'd like you to choose the dress I will wear.

[ It's safe to say that whatever they have to eat? It's a meal that can luckily be kept to...stew, as it were. Even with the aroma filling his apartment space in a familiar way, the only scent he's concerned with is the one of his girlfriend, weight upon him when she whispers how it's their first White Day between kisses. And of course he answers her in kind. Of course when he gets the taste of her and that sweet white chocolate on his tongue, he hums his approval before one of his hands upon her hip drifts a little higher up. ]

Yeah?

[ It'd be impossible for Ayaka to pick something to look bad in. But he knows exactly what she means, too. It's his choice. His attention. His thoughts and observations she seeks. His eyes on her. And he'll give her all of that and more. ]

Gonna hafta see you in 'em first to decide.

[ Model for him. He'll do his best to be as patient as he can for her. A good boy. Despite the fact that upon the next deepened kiss he shares with her, his hand glides up between them. Just a little bit of earnest stimulation for his girl when he palms and caresses one of her breasts. A little indicator that, yes, he is paying attention, Ayaka. ]

Hehe, alright.

[ That's a very quick and easy agreement from the Shirasagi Himegimi. She'd do anything he asks her to, just as long as he does his part- to keep his eyes on her. ]

Ah— [ That came out a little more airy and melodic than it should have. Holding hands, hugging, kissing— they're all well and good, even moreso in this world. His touch feels so hot, though, just a little more of her weight on him, so she can feel more. Her hand rests on his chest, just above his pec, comfy and secure. Even if they didn't go beyond touching one another, making out and all, that's okay. Ayaka just can't get enough of Cloud. When she told him before that she will always want to be with him, it never really mattered how. Just as long as she was with him. ]

I'm so excited for today, Cloud.

[ Even the subtle addition of pressure from her hand upon his pec was enough to get a reaction out of him. Enough that the muscle instinctively tenses and flexes under her delicate touch. Hopefully she didn't mind, this fleeting reprieve between kisses and filling that space with his hotter caress. If they weren't careful, he was going to get aroused before their day could truly begin...but he really didn't mind that part. But he's also not mindless either. Beyond that subtle floral tone that follows her when being so close to her, he still hasn't forgotten about what's on the stovetop counter. ]

Took the words outta my mouth.

[ It can wait. As Ayaka puts more of her weight on him, the hand that was once on her chest, squeezing softly through her top, moves as he shifts to get more comfortable. This time, his hand on her hip dips down, just shy of her backside as he effortlessly coaxes her to come a little closer. Lifting her just enough so that she could get nice and comfortable right in his lap. How she did it mattered little to him. Sitting sideways across his thighs, straddling him, he holds her like she was a lifeline.

Safe and sound in his stronger arms as he looks at her with a soft glow in those baby blues. ]

After...

[ After what? This? Whatever they decide they want to do? Whatever Ayaka wants of her beau? ]

Gonna need your second opinion on lunch.

[ Ayaka is quick to take the cue, sliding close to him and settling on his lap with her legs on either side of his. For a moment, before sitting on his lap, she's able to look at him from a higher angle. Noticing his lashes, how wonderful his eyes truly are, her own not at all looking away even as she sits down. Her eyes are just on him, just as his eyes are on hers.

He said something. He said something, and it must be important, but she's far too captivated with the view to properly pay attention. ]

Yes, [ she says, just saying something in agreement without properly thinking. At the very least, it doesn't take long for her to realise this, and she smiles at him as she lets out a soft laugh. ]

What... will we be having?

[ He was talking about lunch, right? She's playing in her head what he just said a few seconds ago. Sorry, Cloud. She really was paying attention, swollen red lips and pink cheeks and all. ]

[ It's like he's looking up at an angel. Looking upon him from on high, and seeing him for everything that he is. Eyes a rich blue with those traces of green that gradient thanks in part to the mako. She smiles...and he can't help but join her when she laughs. She really was so beautiful...and she awoke a side of him he didn't even knew existed. Made him feel at his most comfortable. Perhaps they really should hold off on letting things get too heated. But that would involve him wanting to stop, and ignore that loud voice in his head that kept yelling to kiss her again. Touch her again. Give her something to really pay attention to with the light swell of her red lips, dusted cheeks...electrified body beneath his touch.

Just as she charges him up with her own body. It's like everything they could say or do is magnified by this world's power. Not every touch was the same. Not every touch was euphoric or addictive... It varied from person to person. But only Ayaka had the right to make him feel this kind of way. The way that send warmth from his heart to the tips of his fingers and toes. That brought a wave of heat that pitted in his stomach and threatened to burn in his loins.

Cloud could want her any way, every way, and as long as it was Kamisato Ayaka, he'd let her have anything she wanted. Any way she wanted him. Just like the day they 'consummated' their oni-blessed union.

He almost wants to be tongue-in-cheek about his answer. How he'll be having her. How she'll get to have her fill of him in turn. But as his hands rub the curves of her hips, failing to resist the urge to gently rock her in his lap as heaven envelopes them both, ]

Stew.

[ Ayaka had a feeling what lunch would be, given the aroma coming from the kitchen. Cloud finally revealing what it is not only confirms it, but gets Ayaka to melt all the more.

She's so relaxed on his lap like this, the ecstasy from being held and touching him in turn already making her feel as if she doesn't need anything else but this. Yet, Cloud adds to that with the emotions he's making her feel.

"When you do and say things like that... It makes my heart beat really fast."

The two had talked about Cloud making stew for some time now, but it's not a feeling of "Finally..." that Ayaka feels when he tells her that. It is a feeling of fulfillment and gratitude, that Cloud would do so much for her. He would extend more of himself for her without even asking for anything back. It really is all unbelievable... How lucky she is that someone loves her for all of her, for all that she truly is.

Cloud needn't ask for anything in return, but Ayaka would still devote herself to him. She would give everything to him without him even saying anything. Her attention, her eyes on him, all the love and care that she could ever give and more, because it is what he deserves. And given how much they've been kissing each other today, how romantic this holiday is supposed to be, she would give him her touch, her kisses, her body and warmth. All of it, until he's content. ]

I love you. [ He knows— of course he does, because Ayaka does her best in not letting a single moment pass by without her telling him. But she says that right before she kisses him again, one hand on his cheek now while the other on his shoulder as she presses herself up against him. Cloud might have something cooking in the kitchen, but the kiss she gives him is so heated and filled with passion, being the one to ask for access to his mouth with her tongue so she can shower him with more love and attention. ] I love you, Cloud.

[ He can't forget. He shouldn't forget about the stew, even though his little princess is moving her hips, grinding on her beau's lap as their tongues dance. ]

[ Indeed, there is something cooking in the kitchen. Something that he wouldn't be forgetting, but...he'd be a horrible liar if he said he wasn't really getting excited about what the two of them were cooking right here on the couch, as she swirls her tongue with his and grinds in his lap. Even if this was all they did for now, teasing and edging themselves into a state of arousal that would only make what happens later today that much sweeter... He won't forget. But she's gonna get every little reaction from him that she deserves. Like the moan that rumbles in his throat and breaches his nose as he exhales between kisses.

Or the way his lap was starting to feel a lot stiffer as he spreads his legs to give her more grinding access. Cloud's already beginning to fill out his pants, heat stirring in his loins. And yet...he doesn't stop doing what he's doing now, one of his hands dipping to squeeze her ass before gasping for air upon breaking the next kiss.

Swiping the saliva from his lips, he can't help but calmly smiling for her. Despite how addictive this additive to 'touch' was in this world, he also was still just as happy to make out like this. He doesn't ask for her to take him out of his pants. He doesn't ask to strip her down. Right now? He was just in the mood to ride these teasing waves. It wasn't unbearable. It couldn't be. Not when he already had her for everything that she was. Just as every piece of his heart belonged to her. ]

You got any idea how much you drive me crazy?

[ It is unreal— Cloud has really made her dream come true by returning her affections. And everyday that she lives, she is so thankful that they've met, that he exists in her life, that he holds her hand and promises to stay with her. When he tells asks her that, telling her basically that she drives him crazy? She cannot help but laugh a little. ]

I thought you feel normal when you are with me?

[ Crazy is not normal, Cloud! But she's only teasing... By that definition of "crazy", she is crazy for him, too. He is the first in her thoughts, who she considers at every opportunity, who she yearns for at night. She loves him with all her heart, and she never wishes to be without him. ]

So normal that it's crazy?

[ It comes so naturally to him to say, he can't help but breath against her lips with a smaller laugh of his own. Another kiss. ]

'kay. Love you. Few more and I should check on it.

[ The stew, he means. But after stealing away another kiss, one that leads into a deeper one as he arches his back a little with that next roll of her hips in his lap, ]

Gonna do anything you want, tonight.

[ Again...and again...he kisses her again. Looks into her eyes as he draws away... ]

... one for the road.

[ Kiss. Okay, now he's good. But he won't make any move to shift her out of his lap. That's for the recipient of White Day to decide when she's had enough of her beau. ]

[ Cloud may have wanted her to decide when she's had enough, but she takes what he says as his sign to get up. And rather than chase after him and ask for more, she gives him an acknowledging nod before she pushes herself up and off him.

She has to fix her skirt in the process because it did get bunched up while she was on his lap.

Just because they've stopped touching and kissing each other that their celebration is done, though. Ayaka's just as excited for the next part. ]

What can I help with?

[ Cloud, meanwhile, has to rearrange the front of his own pants from having Ayaka roll in his lap for a while. Taking a deep breath, he doesn't feel dissatisfied for stopping, but he does need to calm down. If they move on, he'll be just fine! With a huff, he reaches for his cup of tea and takes another sip of it before setting it on the table once more. Getting to his feet, he extends his hand for Ayaka. He knows she can get up easily enough, but he's going to make sure she follows him into the kitchen! Hand in hand. ~~His serial handholder...~~ ]

I just wanna know if it's missing anything.

[ Or if it'll even look good to begin with... But guiding her into the kitchen, the smells of subtle spice and beefy broth fill the air, the lid of the pot shaking a little bit from all the bubbling and steam. He made sure to keep the temperature down nice and low...only now letting her go so he can take off the lid.

All so he can show her how much the stew has managed to reduce as the smell only gets stronger. ... he's not sure if he'll be able to make it the same way again. Call it a fluke, but practice makes perfect. Because it's looking really, really good. ]

Whaddya think?

[ Before they head to the kitchen, Ayaka tugs on Cloud's hand because she wants to visit his mom's portrait first! If she's sharing the chocolates he's gifted her to her own brother and retainer, then she thinks Claudia should have a share, too. Just a gesture, because a portrait can't exactly eat a ball of chocolate.

Letting go of his hand so she can slip away, kneel, say a prayer, she ends with offering a ball of chocolate in front of the portrait before asking for uppies. And yes, she takes the box of chocolates with her to the kitchen, too. Yet another prized possession, and something she'll likely reuse once all the chocolates have been eaten. Maybe it can be a letter box or something equally as sentimental.

Now they can go to the kitchen! Just being there fills her with excitement yet again, but she patiently waits for Cloud to lift the lid so she can get a proper look and to properly smell the spices and everything else come together.

It doesn't have to be anything like his mom's. If his mom inspired him to make this, and he did this for her? It is the sweetest and most thoughtful gift. It makes this White Day even more special.

Smiling up at him and gesturing to the pot, she makes a request. He wants to know if there's anything else missing, right? ]

I would like to try a bite, please.

[ Of course they visit his Mom's portrait. He doesn't have a proper shrine set up or anything quite yet, the picture of her and a young little beau sitting on a weaved clothed stand. This time, he stands back and lets Ayaka have a personal moment with Claudia. With each passing day, the memories of his mother and that fleeting moment they got to share together with her were becoming less bittersweet. There would always be a slightly somber air to it all, but Ayaka made remembering her that much brighter. Especially when she sets a little sakura chocolate ball in front of the portrait before she looks back up to him for uppies.

The way Cloud looks at her... He might have softened up around others compared to the way he was before. But there's a sense of adoration that only Kamisato Ayaka would come to know. She didn't just have his heart. It's like she said when they endured the Trial of Love all that time ago. Just as he held all of her, she had every piece of him in turn. The smile on his face told the whole story, kneeling down to take her hand and support her back to her feet before they return to the kitchen together. ]

Coming right up.

[ He wanted her to try it. And with the stew cooking low and slow, despite being hot, it wouldn't be scalding to the tongue either. Not after he gives it another stir with the big wooden spoon. But that wouldn't be what she tasted it with. Tapping the edge of the pot to get rid of the excess saucy goodness, he sets it down on the stovetop before retrieving a silver spoon for his girlfriend.

...

No. This is just as much for him as it was for her. This was something he wanted to finish together with her, as much of a surprise as he wanted this to be. So he offers the spoon to Ayaka. ]

[ Say ah~ Ayaka does just that, even closing her eyes before she leans in for the bite that's offered to her.

This is all so exciting! It is not the first time Cloud has cooked for her, but this feels far too special. Letting out a happy hum when she takes a bite, she gives herself a moment to savour the flavour.

'u' she leans on his arm and just relaxes there for a moment. Cloud would want to know what she thinks, so she must give her input! But just another second more as she lets the happiness from trying this out sink in. ]

It is like we have not seen each other for some time, and you are holding my hand after a long day, hehe.

[ No fancy words, no poetry. There's so much comfort already from a sample bite. ]

It is all I could ever ask for.

Then I'm off to a good start, then.

[ If they were still bound by the effects of Kizuna, there'd be particles of mako glowing and hovering around them in this moment. For Cloud, he initially couldn't decide whether or not to give her the spoon so she could dip it in the pot to try for herself, or if he wanted to offer it to her personally. Good thing, behind closed doors, that he could drop his guard so far that she could see and have all of him. That included this gesture now, feeling a warmth spreading from his chest as Ayaka gives her verdict on the stew. Or rather, how it felt trying it.

He wasn't sure if it needed more salt, pepper, perhaps a thickening agent but it's reduced nicely by the looks of it...or if this sample bite told him everything he needed to know. ]

Thank you... [ It means more than he can properly convey with poetic words. She knows that he's not the most eloquent with them. But at least everything he does say comes from the heart. ] S'just another piece of me I can give.

[ Ayaka could never demand anything of him, yet here he is, giving her a piece of him without even asking for anything in turn. He's just practically asking her to take more of him, and it sends Ayaka's heart soaring. ]

Thank you, too, Cloud. How long did it take you to prepare this? I already want to eat it!

[ So if you were still worried about the taste, Cloud? It's perfect in Ayaka's eyes already. No changes needed to be done to it. ]

Do we have rice already? I can make it if you like.

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S'already been a few hours. So it shouldn't be much longer. The lower and slower you cook it, the more tender the beef.

[ Though some would like a more solid bite! ...then again, he'd have to use a different cut of beef for that. ... Hey! He's learning already about the differences!! ]

Alright. It's good as is, then.

[ "Do we have rice already?" ]

! [ This is the part where he'd normally mutter a curse or something. But...Ayaka's done a good job in tempering him. ] Right. Knew I was forgetting something.

[ Well, since he wants her to be a part of this process, and he did most of the stew this time (the next they'll tackle together), ]

You don't mind?

I don't mind at all. Please leave it to me.

[ As if he even needed to ask that! ~~Cloud could ask her to get on her knees right now and suck him off and she wouldn't even complain even if she hasn't had breakfast yet.~~

After kissing her loving beau on the cheek, Ayaka turns to find whatever she needs to make rice. The mun has no idea how to make rice without a rice cooker. ]

[ ~~Don't think he hasn't thought about it. Valentine's Day, she was his "breakfast". So it was only a matter of time before she got her own meal on White Day.~~ ]

[ It's a more manual process, but as they regulate and watch the temperature of the cooking pot of rice, ensuring it doesn't burn or too much sticks to the bottom, they'll have their fresh white rice soon! Though Cloud now has an idea...and it'll only enrichen the rice further. A blend of worlds, for that matter. As he looks at the fresh rice that's finally cooked and fluffed up nicely with the lid off, he reduces the heat on the stew to a bare minimum- the lowest setting that it can go. ]

I'm gonna combine them.

[ Rather, in his bowl he'll do just that. Rice as the base, and a helping of thick, beefy goodness resting on top. ]

We can't replicate the bread and butter like this, can we?

[ How they ate the stew his mom made really was something else! A completely new experience. But she'll help him out with his vision, though, bringing out the utensils already so they can try it with the rice afterwards. ]

Now... this is stew just for Cloud and Ayaka.

[ So it is the most special kind! ]

[ Her question grants him pause, and he has to stop and think. ...for all of a few seconds before he realizes, ]

Stew and rice on bread?

[ It's extra carbs, but Cloud burns off a stupid amount as is. And his girlfriend was also quite fit, too! ...it's not like they were eating this comfort food all the time, after all. ]

It's the White Day Special.

[ ...speaking of "specials", with the rice and stew cooked and keeping warm, Cloud's waited long enough before treating her to something good again. So once Ayaka has the utensils out and set down, he slips his arms around her waist from behind, bowing his head as he revels in the extra euphoria this world gives when any form of contact is involved. He's not the tallest guy out there, but she still feels so petite and small in his hold, tipping his chin down until it's resting atop her head. ]

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