[ Later, she might piece together what's gotten to them both. A combination of magic on the dancefloor and hormones is one thing, but stardust— a powerful drug— is another. It might even get Aerith's panties in a bunch for a while. Later, she might wonder what this means for them going forward. The future looks unpredictable, but with everything they've done in just one night, that's to be expected. Right now, it feels like they're really, finally, writing their own future down.
When he takes her into his arms, she feels like something unlocks.
Their heated gaze ends momentarily, interrupted by a kiss. He's smooth, shockingly so, but not without a hint of dorkiness. Something about it feels a little practiced, almost too knightly, Aerith huffs a sweet little laugh against his lips and then pulls him closer. It's only a plot to get him shoved back against the wall, making sure his back collides while she pins him against it.
With one deep, lingering kiss, Aerith pulls away from Cloud. ]
I can do that.
[ This time, they go to her beat: She pulls him in again, kisses him like trying to find every part of him in that one kiss, and drowns in him. The lights are still off in her apartment, the half-broken air conditioner barely working against the heat. Her hand finds a fistful of his blond hair just to keep him there. She pulls him closer still, finds the clasp of his belly warmer, and fiddles with it to release it.
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When he takes her into his arms, she feels like something unlocks.
Their heated gaze ends momentarily, interrupted by a kiss. He's smooth, shockingly so, but not without a hint of dorkiness. Something about it feels a little practiced, almost too knightly, Aerith huffs a sweet little laugh against his lips and then pulls him closer. It's only a plot to get him shoved back against the wall, making sure his back collides while she pins him against it.
With one deep, lingering kiss, Aerith pulls away from Cloud. ]
I can do that.
[ This time, they go to her beat: She pulls him in again, kisses him like trying to find every part of him in that one kiss, and drowns in him. The lights are still off in her apartment, the half-broken air conditioner barely working against the heat. Her hand finds a fistful of his blond hair just to keep him there. She pulls him closer still, finds the clasp of his belly warmer, and fiddles with it to release it.
Now or never, really. ]