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[ See, any more sober and he might have just tugged her by her hand while saying their goodbyes to Mochi. Any other circumstance where both their hearts weren't just fluttering while they floated away together kissing, Cloud might have just taken the tea and waited. Any other time where Ayaka didn't look disappointed that she had to stop, he wouldn't be taking the reins like this.

She squeaks, and Cloud is extra careful and considerate of her despite the way he's carrying her. The pot is dropped back down, and they're both very lucky it didn't break. Otherwise, that spell they were under would have been gone completely tonight. Instead, it looks like he caught her just in time before she could get anything significant started.

"Cloud?" ]

All good. Just changed my mind.

[ Or more specifically, he was getting the two of them back on course. Still pushing against an invisible wall, he's mindful not to go hoisting Ayaka too high up that she'd end up banging her head on something.

One bump on the noggin was enough tonight. ]

Stay...

[ And that's when Cloud makes a break for it, turning around and carefully padding down the hallway from the kitchen until he reaches the nearest sliding door. Since they've turned around, Ayaka would be able to see that all the excitement that was going on while she was getting literally hauled off? ... Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Except for maybe a fluffy white dog that may or may not still be following them. Sliding open the door to Ayaka's bedroom, he squats a little to prevent her from banging anything when they step through. He's quick to pull the door back shut behind them, lights on.

Listen. He likes Mochi. She's a good dog. But he loves Ayaka. And she's a good girl. She takes precedence. And extra care— the very same extra care he takes in carrying her over to her pristinely made bed. If he can dote on her, he'd best make up for lost time for the times that he didn't. ]

Goin' down.

[ Starting with letting her slide down the front of his body in his hold before he carefully takes her down onto the bed, not stopping until her back hits the cushy mattress, and her beau atop her with his hand having slid to the curve of her hip. His forearm braces him overtop her head, cheeks flush hotter now that the mini adrenalin burst had worn off, bright mako eyes settled on hers.

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This was more direct of you, Cloud! No Daikou to fuel his thoughts. No viscous spring waters to set that fire in his belly. ]

[ She can see Mochi chase after them, tongue out and with so much life in her eyes. Kiran seems to take a peek at what is going on, but doesn't engage with anyone, merely mewing as a soft little greeting.

Ayaka gives the kitty a wave! And this seems to excite Mochi some more. Oh no... ]

Oh dear.

[ She is sorry for not helping, Cloud... he might have to start running if he doesn't want Mochi to catch up!

There's something funny about it all though. The urgency of wanting to be together and trying to escape from a dog who just wants playtime gets her to laugh, especially when it's Cloud of all people who wants that alone time more. He wouldn't be doing all this if not for that! So she cheers for him in secret, yet encourages the fluffy puppy by waving at her too. By the time Cloud opens the door to some room (she doesn't know where they are anymore JAHDJAKD), she's giggling, and she lets out a squeal when he sets her down on the mattress. ]

You truly are so silly.

[ She's still laughing, one hand covering her mouth while the other stays on his arm. By the time she calms down, Cloud's cheeks are so flush, and she can see him looking at her with those bright eyes of his. They're so beautiful, just like he is, and just like his soul.

Was it worth it, Cloud? Mochi whimpers at the door, and even tries to scratch at it. Ayaka only looks to the side where the door is for a moment, before looking back up at him with a knowing smile. ]

Mochi still wants to play.

[ It's almost like a miniature reenactment of their first "great escape". Only far more wholesome. And way less moaning. And significantly more fur chasing them. By the time Cloud had successfully whisked his girlfriend away from the 'danger', he doesn't realize how much he's smiling right now. He definitely made the right choice here, even if how he would have done it any other time may have been different. Her eyes were so gorgeous— bluish grey yet more pure than any ice.

Captivating.

He tries his best to hold in his own laughter, and before Cloud can get a chance to lean down and kiss her again, he hears the high-pitched whine at her door. Followed by little scratches.

But instead of being annoyed or disappointed that she was still insisting? Cloud moves again, carefully shuffling off of her until he was comfortably lying sideways against her on the bed. His arm drapes over her midsection as he watches the doorway in his peripheral view, catching her looking up at him with a knowing smile just in time. ]

Mochi gets double playtime tomorrow.

[ He kisses her as he says this, short and sweet while still smiling against her lips. Still shooting glances at the door as Mochi seems to stop for one moment...only to let out a lower, disappointed little "wuff..." ]

Shhh...

[ Pretend you're not in here, you two. SFDLJKA ]

[ Cloud!!! That sad little "wuff" is contagious!!! Ayaka looks pretty sad that she can't attend to Mochi too, but if she gets double playtime from him tomorrow, then it sort of makes up for it?

Ayaka was about to say something when he makes soft "shh" noises. Being who she is, she nods obediently, but is somehow unable to keep her giggles to herself. This feels like... like something a mischievous little kid would be doing! What a childish game to play, but she is having fun anyway.

Cloud can't even kiss her again after that, because she covers her mouth with both her hands so she doesn't make any more noise... they must not be caught by the fluff monster outside!!!! ]

[ When Ayaka's hands fly over her mouth, he hunkers down with her, cuddling in behind her as they keep an eye on the door. And finally, he can't help himself either. Quietly, lips pursed shut, Cloud lets out little "snrk" noises as he fights to laugh. If they were back in Nippon, with their Kizuna bond flourishing, they'd be a pile of blossoms and starlit mako right about now as he whispers, ]

C'mon Mochi.

[ Give it up. They're going to win this time. ... As he peppers the back of her head with a couple kisses. ]

... .... .....

[ "BORF!!" That one was loud. And even catches Cloud off guard as he finds himself reflexively hugging Ayaka a little tighter. Followed by grumbling growls.

Shhh. Shhh.

They've almost won. ]

[ She is giggling even more. Cloud's kisses, even on the back of her head, still tickle her!! She's really doing her best not to laugh too much, but she rolls to face him as she's doing her best. He'd definitely see tears from the corners of her eyes though, all thanks to this situation he's put themselves in.

Oh god, her tummy is gonna hurt from all this laughter.

Mochi scratches at the door some more, and then there's a soft "mew" from outside, too. It must be Kiran, then! Maybe she's come to pick Mochi up... Because there's some pitter patter of paws that are loud at first, but eventually soften until they can no longer hear anything seconds later.

Ayaka's heart is racing. She still has her mouth covered, but she whispers: ]

Are we safe?

[ Her giggles are contagious. His "shh shh shh"s only seem to encourage her even more too, even as she rolls to face him finally. His hand rests against the center of her back, his head resting in his other on the bed as he watches her. He can see the tears in the corners of her eyes, and for once...seeing this actually makes his heart swell further. But he doesn't move to kiss her yet. It's less effective when her hands are over her mouth. Unless he wanted to peck the back of them.

Instead, his eyes are elsewhere, over her head as he listens for the pitter patter of paws and trimmed claws tipping and tapping down the hall.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. His head was throbbing to the beat of his heart. And when he finally remembers to breath again, he looks back into Ayaka's tear-dotted eyes, quietly heaving a sigh of relief. ]

Yup. Think we lost 'em.

[ Why are you two still whispering so quietly then. SLKJFDA ]

[ Ayaka can hear the way Cloud's heart pounds in his chest, too. This is so intense!! And she hopes Mochi had fun playing hide and seek. It might be nice to play an actual game in the future. Nevermind that they're adults... if it's just the three of them, it doesn't seem all that embarrassing!

She sighs too, when Cloud responds. It might be best to keep their voices low for now, in case Mochi is still closeby and hears them. So while Ayaka removes her hands from her mouth, she does continue to speak softly. Softer than she normally does. ]

That was so silly.

[ Just like her beau!! He is so silly. And Ayaka is so amused. It may take some time to come down from this high, if she ever could. For now, she will continue to revel in the mischief she and Cloud have caused. ]

[ It's more intense than hiding from an oversized fluffy white dog had any right to be. But it's so rare that Cloud's own excitement was this palpable. He was twenty-three years old now...yet Ayaka knew that he lost so many years to the experiments done on him and Zack. He had to grow up in the blink of an eye; it was a miracle that he even made it out the other side the way he did, even with Ayaka's guidance through Nibelheim. But...if snickering and huddling in against Ayaka while they 'fear' the big floofy boogeydog like a couple of kids was how they were acting... ]

Sorry for haulin' you like that.

[ Than Cloud didn't want it any other way. Not tonight. Not when this was the happiest he's seen her in a very long time. There was no grand escape from a palace, or a grandiose climb up an ancient tree to find their own spot in a treehouse. They were literally in the comfort of their own home, their imagination taking them places that were fleeting...but it was a halcyon day that he's missed.

Cloud's hand slips up between the two of them, so he can brush one of her chin-length locks up and to the side before tenderly cupping her cheek. ]

[ It was fun! As silly as it was, it was an excitement that she hasn't felt in such a long time. And even though she's a mature adult now, she can appreciate little games like that. ]

Don't be. Hehe. I was surprised, but there was no harm done.

[ They don't really have to speak softly anymore, if Mochi has gone elsewhere. But it feels like they'll keep it up, anyway. Not because they want to be found, but because it just feels more intimate that way. Especially when Ayaka shuffles closer, smiling up at Cloud with his hand on her cheek. ]

Shall we?

[ Kiss now, she means. That's what he wanted too, right? ]

[ Children at heart; it was about knowing when it was the right time to show it. Especially when it came to trusting the right person with that innocence. It's a side of himself he never would have thought he'd experience again. Innocence, bright days- he thought he buried them with the rest of the ashes taken by the flames all those years ago. Yet here he was, worlds away from what he knows, yet he couldn't have felt more at home in the hold of a white heron princess. ]

Mm.

[ He wanted nothing more. ]

Shall...

[ This time, when Cloud kisses her, a tender sweep against her lips, he doesn't pull away. If he does, it's so that he can experience the feeling and the sound of their lips, sending his brain tingling when he breathes against her: ]

I love you.

[ It's always precious when the child that Ayaka has suppressed for years comes out. She may be an adult now, but she still has a playful side to her. One that she sometimes wants to put back inside the closet and hide, but whenever she is with Cloud? It feels like it's okay. She can be herself, both an adult who serves the Kamisato Clan and the Yashiro Commission, and a free-spirit who likes to play games with her friends.

This side of Ayaka is something that no one else would be able to see. It's just one man from another world who is able to do so.

She's closed her eyes for the kiss, and it sends goosebumps all over her arms and legs, sends her heart soaring and it makes her feel like they're floating. So much so that there's a dreamy look in her eyes when she opens them again, looking at Cloud with all the admiration in the world. ]

You are amazing, my prince.

[ No one could be as captivating, as strong, as brave. And no one could truly be so lucky like she is. ]

Thank you for coming with me to Yoimiya and Tartaglia's housewarming. [ It doesn't need to be said when she knows they are friends, too, but it means a lot to her, anyway. Especially when he's not one for parties to begin with. ] I had a very good time out with you.

[ Ayaka has him caught- caught between that state of being tired yet wide awake. It also meant that his focuses and attention were fixed squarely on Ayaka. It's where his gaze is beholden; it's where it belongs. There was something almost mystical in the way she implored him for the first time to keep his eyes on her. Like what he was about to witness would change his life forever. And when she finished, glimmers of frost in the air in the wake of her fan dance... That's exactly what happened. Before the pull of the Daikou could even fill his head with ideas, for the first time in his life he acted on a feeling in his heart.

Cloud kissed her. Then he kissed her again. And ever since that day, even before they officially started dating...deep down he never stopped thinking of doing that again. Despite the give and take the realm of Nippon had on them and their impulses, she remained in his core. He found her again, another world apart here in Ellipsa. And the feelings he carried in wanting to spend the rest of his life with her only grew stronger. It never felt like a cage...but if one day he can succeed in giving her all of him, she can keep him in her heart.

Lock & Key. ]

My star, [ the timbre of his voice softens when he opens his eyes, taking a fleeting moment from kissing her. Cloud's true eye color was blue, the frayed ring of mako in his iris accentuating their subtle glow, but the dreamy affection he carries in them couldn't be more genuine. Before, he wouldn't have known a thing about how to be intimate with anyone. What kind of touch would he like? How tightly did he squeeze someone that needed his comfort? What were the right words to tell someone how he felt? Ayaka and Cloud got one helluva crash course back in Nippon,

But he wouldn't take back a single thing if it meant being here tonight with her. He's still feeling extra affectionate...so she's going to need to take advantage of every second of it. As he shimmies in closer to her, smiling as his leg slides against hers, he's in the mood to listen.

He's in the mood to kiss. He's in the mood to talk and answer her back. And every thought and feeling he has will flow for her. ]

I actually had fun. [ A beat. ] Prolly gonna lean off chess with drinkin' for a while.

[ She was right. Parties weren't his big thing. He was a wallflower at them. Or he'd rather a circle he knew. He wasn't the type to just jump in and interject himself. And yet, they approached their comfortable abode, hand-in-hand. And he made the effort count. But if there's any reason he was able to pull it off: ]

You make goin' out fun.

Edited 2024-01-24 07:50 (UTC)

That is good to hear. I'm happy that you had fun, as well.

[ Cloud's words only make her feel all the more special. He already gives her that feeling everyday— and it is why she truly feels so lucky to be with him. She knows others consider her special as well, being the eldest daughter of the Kamisato Clan and all, but this is different.

It is in a way that she knows no one could else could ever feel. No one else could ever feel this way, she thinks... No one else from all the worlds out there, whether it's some feared fighting machine from SOLDIER, a falling star that traveled to her world, or any other, they would not be able to compare. The affections of others, the love they show her, how their eyes are on her. . . it is only Cloud's that she wants.

And so, she kisses him again. Her hand finds his so that she can lace her fingers with his, giving it a squeeze because it brings her so much happiness to do so.

They are already so close now, but it wouldn't hurt to be closer, no? She opens her mouth more when she kisses him, wanting to taste more of him.

Going out tonight was fun. The games they played together and with others were fun. But she also enjoys kissing Cloud a lot; being close to him, feeling his skin grow warmer and warmer as it touches hers... If they're already in a playful mood, they may as well keep going until they decide to go to bed, no? ]

[ That rare glimmer— that diamond in the rough; the affection he shares with Ayaka is one that's never been given to anybody else. The tenderness and care in which he's guided her. They could be walking and talking after sharing in a bounty on a Great Salamander, or encouraging her to climb a tree so they can find the best vantage point for watching a meteor shower. Even before he could say that he found his true self again, Ayaka had already brought pieces of that country boy to the surface well and early. Before he could even tell her that he liked her beneath the stars, he'd already felt lighter than he'd ever been in his life.

Which is one of the many reasons he needed to keep going. To never give up. To get stronger. Never fail her again. Never fail himself again. And if Cloud ever did fall? He got right back up just in time. Just like Kamisato Ayaka's prince from afar always would.

For the one who took claim to being the greatest thing that ever (and ever will) happen to him, she deserved nothing less than everything from him. And if time would allow it, when those blonde spikes of hair turned ashen and gray, he would continue to give everything to her. Something that she may cherish as if eternity was in her reach.

She's the one to kiss him back first; she's already lit that fire within him. Now it's about stoking those embers and keeping them addictively warm. He leans against her some more, just a little further over her as her beau commits her slender fingers between his to memory. She really was so beautiful, pure and tender. A word that was so rare even in his mental vocabulary, but she never failed to be cute. And there wasn't a single inch of her, top to bottom, that he didn't want to admire and revel in being closer to.

Then she opens her mouth again, this time with Cloud answering her like he was of the same mind. And the sound of their lips stroking against one another fills the air, louder than it had any right to be as his face flushes hotter. There was that feeling she enjoyed so much— his skin growing warmer and warmer as his tongue rolls against hers, sending tingles from his brain all the way down his spine.

He doesn't push her on her back. Not yet. Not when he doesn't want to stop tasting her on his tongue, the hand upon her back drifting just a little lower until it's on her backside. Not a possessive squeeze. But the presence of his larger hand there is something he wants her to feel and know, an airier sigh that brinks on a moan mixing between more heated kisses. ]

[ As if Ayaka could miss the feeling. The weight on her back, how hot it feels even though he isn't even touching her directly makes her feel so safe and secure. It makes her feel wanted, at the same time.

There's a happy little sound that she makes as she kisses him some more. The night begins to fade away and there's nothing else she can think of but Cloud now. If Ayato arrived, Ayaka likely would not want to get up and say hello. It is disrespectful to her brother, but she hopes he'd forgive her. Her attraction to Cloud is just another level altogether, and at times, her judgment is hampered and there's no one else who matters but him. ]

My love?

[ She whispers his "name" in between kisses. Her cheeks feel more and more warm by the second, as does the rest of her body. She even gives his hand another squeeze when she presses herself against him some more, as if there was still distance in between them.

It's the affection he's started showing her that's gotten her excited and wanting. It's the fun they had from running away from a fluff monster that's made her blood pump. The "want" might even manifest itself in soft little whimpers once her lips and her tongue are back on him again. God- she never wants him to stop kissing her. She loves him so much. ]

Please don't stop kissing me?

[ That was not a request, Cloud... she is pleading. ]

[ Ever since he was very young, it always felt like he was fighting an uphill battle to be noticed. To be admired in the eyes of those he sought the attention of most— to be seen and no longer be alone. This was a life that shouldn't have been granted to him. Teyvat should have been a null and void term in his mind. The concepts of Gaia, ancient magics and the tales he's shared should have been lost on her were Inazuma all she knew. Yet they were pulled from worlds apart, not even a millionth of a chance— a fraction of that possibility and he was the one who got to commit his everything to her. If she feels wanted, it's because Ayaka's implored him to keep his eyes on her. It's because she makes him feel just as wanted. Every time she reaches out to take his hand, he feels as safe as he makes her feel.

And tonight... ]

Ayaka?

[ My Love. Ayaka. My Love. Ayaka— Second by second, the pounding in his head turns into a more heated throb throughout his body. Her name whispered upon airy breathes that teeter, as if to ask her another question. Her smaller, soft body presses up against him some more, and this time, the hand that was on her butt squeezes as he breathes deep through his nose as their tongues swirl.

Two birds, one stone; he needed to hold her close. His hand was also in just the right place to squeeze her as he leans a little more into her, his leg sliding between hers. Her soft little whimper gets his own blood pumping further, her beau easy to excite. Even if this closeness meant that she'd feel him when he gives a roll against her body, gently sucking on her tongue as he draws away, gaze heavy lidded with yearning. They could kiss all night long, his arousal a concealed yet swelling hot reminder of how crazy she drives him. They could beg forgiveness of her older brother if he comes home and they didn't get up to greet him...if only because he'd be covering her mouth to curb the volume of their moans.

He wets his lips, clearing the thinned trail of saliva between them just in time for his laced hand in hers to get pressed over her head. His hand on her ass moves up the back of her thigh before answering: ]

Toldja I wouldn't let you go.

[ Did Ayaka have any idea how hot she was when she pleaded like this? When he could just give her everything she wants because it's everything he could have asked for? Squeezing her fingers between his, he pins her hand a little harder into the mattress as he crushes his lips against hers again.

Oh. Absolutely excited. Absolutely wanting. Absolutely letting Ayaka know that she's wanted so badly. ]

[ Ayaka asking Cloud not to stop kissing her always means more than just kissing. Of course, she loves his lips on hers. Kissing him is one of her favourite things to do. It's right up there with making tea or reading poetry! But something more—deeper, hotter, more intimate, she loves it, too. Perhaps a little more than she would ever admit out loud, but it does not feel like a bad thing when she knows Cloud finds pleasure in it, as well.

She smiles up at him with her back now on the mattress, face so flush. She is happy and excited, eager for the promise of what's to come. They can take it soft and slow and gentle as much as they like, but he wouldn't be done with just one round. Ayaka has the energy, she can keep up with him, and would want to keep "kissing him" until they both grow tired of it. ]

I love you.

[ Said in between kisses. She's said it before, so many times even, but she wants to say it again now. It's quite difficult to move her hands or her arms when he has her pinned when she wants to hold him, to touch his cheek, run her hand through his hair as she pulls him close. So rather than move in that way, she kisses him more, opens her mouth and gives him more of her. She wants him just as much, perhaps even more, when she has difficulty showing how she truly feels to begin with. ]

[ And Cloud would answer her. Every single time. Whether he was holding her hand, each of them sharing a bag in the other on the way back from the store. Letting his strong arms slip around her waist from behind, rocking slowly with her while he lets any and all tensions melt away in both of them. Kissing her like this, something that's almost become as mandatory as breathing for him when it comes to her... Never stopping kissing her, like she pleads him to now? It's all he could ask for if it meant he gave her the pleasure she deserves in kind. Something that he was confident he could give her, if only because she trusted him to explore with her.

What made her feel good? What made her head tip back when his lips tickled at her neck? What elicited her to arch her back or press the curve of her backside against his hardened body for the sweet release of friction? How soon was too soon to leave Ayaka fulfilled by him and his body? How urgently did she want him to go? Despite their first time together happening amidst a Youkai Heat Wave, playing to their opposite roles with reckless abandon...that isn't what he's reminded of as he kisses her, face burning hotter and his whole body feeling like it was beginning to throb with anticipation. It was the night they confessed their feelings; the night he made a wish upon a rainbow-tailed star so he could stay with her.

They were soft, slow and gentle then...but it was so emotionally fueled at the same time. Just as emotionally fueled as he feels when those three beautiful words ring so clear in his ears between kisses. ]

I love you too.

[ Cloud wants her pleasure. And he likes to think that he can give her what she wants and more with the trust she's given him to. And yet, there's the other end of the spectrum as well... What did Cloud want? What did he find pleasure in? Kissing her, holding her hand and squeezing it down on the bed like this. That builds the yearn in his loins more. Letting his lips and tongue explore her body, just as he did when he overwhelmed her stimulated body all the way back in Kyushu...lapping, tasting, fingers pumping... His pleasure? Was Ayaka bending at the hip for him, strips of a shrine maiden dress begging to come unraveled while she looked back and pleaded, parted herself for him to take her hard and fast.

The side of Kamisato Ayaka who trusted him to let her hair down and lust for her as much as he loved her. That memory was still burned into his mind to this very day. That memory still fuels him whenever he was alone or away from his girl for far too long. ]

Haa...

[ His lips sweep hers, his mouth open and accepting of her wet tongue as his delves and rolls against hers. Eliciting a less restrained moan than usual out of her beau when he does so, he wants to keep her pinned down just a little longer... Just a little longer before they even dare to think about moving or changing positions. Before the burn of their layers gets to be too much and only the still of the night air against his bare, taut back would help. Squeezing her laced fingers between his, his hand on the back of her thigh slides around and up front.

So that Ayaka can have sensation of his hand sliding up beneath her shirt, palm splaying her stomach, digits gliding higher until he reaches the cup of one of her breasts, giving that a squeeze too as his teeth graze gently on her tongue when he pulls back. ]

[ No one but Cloud must ever know. No one must know about how much she loves how he tastes, how much she loves it when his tongue rolls against hers. It is finer than any blend of tea out there, more sought after than any dessert or snack she's yet to taste. Anyone else finding out would embarrass her so much. She does have a reputation, after all. ]

Ah-

[ They're already holding hands, but his hand directly on her skin, under her shirt, spreading his warmth all over is enough to make her moan. It's such a simple touch, but it burns nonetheless. She acts like a doll that makes a little squeak when he squeezes her breast, arching her back some so that he can feel more of her.

Even just from that, it already feels too hot. She whispers his name in between kisses, lips already so swollen and eyes glassy. She wants his attention, because she lets go of his hand, tries to slide it down so she can pull her blouse up and off. While she does not seem to be in a rush to get rid of it, it does start to feel like there are needles prickling her skin from how hot she feels already. She would burn up all the more soon, which is why she doesn't relax just yet once her blouse is off. She wants Cloud's shirt off, too. ]

[ There's a reason that Cloud's kept as tight of a lid as he has on just how intimate he gets with Ayaka. It was less about his reputation so much as he wished to preserve her image, too. The Shirasagi Himegimi may have been born out of duty and devotion to her family, but the young woman behind the curtain was just as precious and deserving of being protected. Of being given the attention and affection she deserves. In any other reality, any other time, it shouldn't have been him. It couldn't have been him. But the day they crossed paths settling a commission on a Great Salamander... It permanently changed the trajectory of Cloud's life.

A trajectory that, in his eyes, was changed for the better. The life he knows now, and wishes to protect and cherish, is something he could never grow tired of. He could never grow tired of Ayaka. She opened his heart, and he hasn't been the same ever since.

So he will preserve the image of the Shirasagi Himegimi in the eyes of others. Just as he will always keep his eyes on a girl named Kamisato Ayaka beneath it all— just as he won't stop giving her that feeling of being wanted like this. The pressure is on, but it's the release when that pressure becomes too much that he's going to revel as their skin itches beneath the layers.

It's a tiny squeak she lets out when he fondles her chest, letting his fingers sink in to let her know what he really likes, and what he hopes she enjoys as he coaxes more.

Just as long as he doesn't stop kissing her. As long as she doesn't stop whispering his name between those kisses, wet sweeps of their tongues and lips, ] Ayaka— [ so he doesn't stop saying her name too. By the time they stop, his heart hammers away in his chest when he draws back, a moan of a sigh loosed from him as he matches her gaze. His lips feel swollen, a glistening line of spit connecting them— his heavy-lidded gaze glassed with want and need as he can feel her grip in his slipping away. He lets it happen. If only so he can follow her lead while she pulls her blouse up and off. Somewhere off to the side, half-hanging from the mattress as he absentmindedly licks his lips when he pushes himself more upright on his forearm. ]

Beautiful.

[ Oh she absolutely has his attention. She always did— even moreso now that his eyes have a hunger to them when he drinks her in. From her smooth navel, and up...and how Ayaka not relaxing yet only made her breasts stand out more, feeding into his imagination and sending a hot wave of arousal down to the pit of his loins with a renewed throb. Regrettably, he pushes himself back up onto his knees beside her, a necessity if it meant they can set themselves free from that prickling sensation via too many layers.

He doesn't mean to make a show of it, his hands taking the hem of his turtleneck as he pauses to watch the way she lays by him. The way he watches the swell of her bra-clad breasts rise and fall, and those lips of hers he's been neglecting for literally a couple short moments to strip. So he peels the fitting sweater off, up and over his head before unceremoniously letting it drop behind him too. ]

[ Any other time, in any other reality, Ayaka would be alone. That is what she believes in in her heart of hearts. For all her years of reading romance novels, of reading and reciting poems about love, she has given up on romantic love of her own. There is no one who could understand her and treat her like a person behind her title in her home. It took meeting the Traveler to realise that there might be someone out there for her, but even then... she could only look at him from afar. She knew he was not somebody she could reach, like a star beyond the heavens, and she was stuck on the ground, a flower that has yet to bloom.

Ayaka would not have entertained being in a romantic relationship if not for meeting Cloud. He saw her for who she was, and not as somebody representing a prestigious clan or the leader of her nation. He tried to get to know her, he listened to what she had to say without forcing her to speak, and whenever she could not say anything because of her duties and responsibilities, he knew what she felt and what she was thinking.

Ayaka could never, ever forget how light and happy she felt upon realising that she had found someone she loved. It is a feeling she clings to to this day, because it inspires her to be a better person, to aspire to be more, and to dream more. Being with Cloud has opened up her world in so many ways. If the worlds truly did wish to tear them apart, then she would barter to keep her memories of him. Without Cloud, she does not think she could even call it living anymore.

And so, she watches him, the love of her life. She does not think of him as "beautiful", but instead, the most handsome prince. He is much more attractive when he smiles, too, and she hopes she gets him to laugh when she says: ]

You have yet to make love to me on this bed.

[ They always are in his room, after all. Not that it is a requirement for him to make love to her on every surface in their home... but if the opportunity strikes................. :)

They better hop to it then. Ayaka sits up so she can unbutton her skirt and pull it off, lifting her ass up and then her knees as she removes it. Now she's just in her underwear, but she removes the ribbons in her hair first. One by one, with a small and eager smile on her face. Cloud better keep up, because he has work to do tonight. ]

[ A smirk, a lift in his features, any lift in the cadence of his voice- it's all well and good. But when he smiles...truly, genuinely smiles, it's like finding flecks of gold in clear streams. Not because he wasn't happier these days, but because this level of affection and admiration that he lets show is something so rare. That smile she finds so attractive is something that only Ayaka could take from him. This side of himself was something only she could preserve and keep. Just as Cloud would never stop fighting for the sake of preserving the brightest star in his life- not waiting in the night sky, but right here.

Right in front of him. Where she would always be. Waiting for him like she was now.

He does laugh, a little easier than usual in fact as his shoulders give a gentle shake. And his expression blends back to a sheepish one as he remembers that he just took the closest door he could find. ]

I'm fixing that.

[ It wasn't just his physical displays of affection that were more direct tonight either. But he's not mincing his words for her either. He wouldn't be surprised if by the end of the night she'd urged a colorful vocabulary from his throat, rumbling deep or loosed in heightened ecstasy. What did he tell her when they first touched themselves to the other over the phone? Ah...that's right...

How badly he wanted to fuck her. How crazy she drove him, and the throbbing sense of longing he felt when Ayaka spoke of how it felt when she got those deep strokes of his cock inside of her. He thought he would be tired upon returning home, content in kissing her and falling asleep peppering her face, her hair, until slumber took them away to dream together. But then they got some excitement sparked into their evening again, a "daring escapade" later, and her kisses actually fuel him. So much so that while she sits up and unbuttons her skirt, he doesn't just stay on his knees to watch and gawk. Unfastening his belt, Cloud discards the strap behind him, making sure that article especially stayed off the bed. He wouldn't want either one of them getting jammed by the metal buckle rolling over the sheets.

Unzipping his pants, they're easy enough to take off as he shoves them down from his ~~slutty waist~~ legs, making sure his socks go with as he kicks his trousers off and away too.

This was their first time in her room like this...and if she's as eager as he was, the smile on his face said it all, with desire still so bright in his eyes as he drinks her from top to bottom. Ayaka's petite frame, curves in all the right places, skin so soft and beckoning in invite of his more callous yet intimate touch. He's just in his briefs now, but the effect Ayaka's had on him couldn't be more pronounced right now with how thick that ridge in his shorts was- as he moves to straddle her, kneeling above her before leaning down and resting his forearm beside her to support himself when he steals away another kiss.

That didn't mean his free hand stayed idle, his hand returning to her bra-clad breast, this time with a far more intent squeeze, more possessive as his lips part and he beckons further access again. ]

Edited 2024-01-29 17:57 (UTC)

You must forgive me for being so eager.

[ Not that she is asking for his forgiveness. With most their clothes off and away now, and she can see more of him, she can also see his own... eagerness. And when he kisses her once more, returning his lips to hers as it should be, she reaches to touch his skin. Her small and dainty hand touches his chest, before trailing downwards to reach for his arousal from over his underwear.

They're both in agreement, then. Cloud has given her so much affection and so many kisses tonight that Ayaka does not want him to stop. She would like more, just as much as she would like to give him more.

She cups him, adds a bit more weight on her hand to make sure that he can feel her. This won't be enough to satisfy her beau, but now that they are home and are retiring for the night, they can probably take their time and have fun with this! Not everything has to be urgent and rushed. It is just as enjoyable like this, for her to kiss and touch, letting her imagination run wild as he fills her head with ideas of him, of just how much he can fill her up, and of what would come next. ]

[ So eager... Yes, his own anticipation was well on display, and he'd slow down to let her admire him right back if it weren't for that fever of not having his lips on her in some capacity. Using his hands, his mouth, or what she stirs to even fuller arousal when she cups the bulge of his briefs. His hips roll into her hand, letting her feel the heavy weight that thickens and throbs with newfound waves of heat. They can take their time, tonight. Have fun. As exciting as the urgency was, Cloud still hasn't forgotten that he's very keen on making her feel really good. So good that when he drinks of her between pulsating waves of pleasure, his lips shift for the corner of her hers. Open-mouthed kisses, sweeps as Cloud finds himself lowering himself, shifting down...

A graze of his teeth against her exposed neck as he urges her to tilt back for him. Just enough as he soothes the area with an audible, wet sweep before a deeper tone of want washes over her skin.

Forgive her for being eager? Hah... ]

Like I haven't been wanting you all night.

[ That if they weren't at a housewarming party, he would have had her arching against the kitchen counter for a kiss already. Or his hand riding up her skirt to hush how wet she was getting already. Even just kissing her and cradling her in warmth without succumbing to the growing embers that threatened to consume them. But that's not what tonight was, was it? He wasn't lying about not wanting to stop kissing her. But his words ring especially true with the trail his kisses are setting on, peppering her collarbone as her beau's body shifts just a little lower down her body.

While the hand that had been on her chest earlier was sliding down her stomach, fingers delicate as they dip beneath the laced waistband of her panties to apply direct pressure, brushing over her clit on their way to stroking her lips. ]

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