[ Poor Cloud. Even at the best of times, getting asked what he wanted was a question that would have had his uselessly tied up in his own thoughts. With Aerith's fingertips tracing along his inner thigh, causing him to shudder against the wall, its hard to even get his thoughts straight. ]

W...what do I want...?

[ His heart was beating so loud he was afraid Aerith could hear it - although, little of that blood was heading upward, given Aerith's teasing. His mako-infused eyes glinting in the dark, a little otherworldly. The light halos them and Aerith looks... ethereal. Real and yet not, like how everything felt. Her smile in the dark causing his stomach to tighten and for his muscles to tense. ]

[ The lingering taste of her on his lips, the smell of her mingling with the fresh flowers. Her fingers on his body. He can't help but groan his way through another series of rapid-fire sensations rewiring his brain. What does he want...? ]

Y...you. All of you. [ The answer is as obvious as it is selfish. The desires taking root in his heart, causing the heat to rapidly move through his body. Lighting a fire in him he's never felt that consumes him so completely. ]

[ The tips of his fingers dig into her skin as he talks, his voice strained from the pleasure, comfortably resting just past the small of her back, inviting those shivers he presses his hand against her and digs in, gently. If he was feeling more bold, more daring, well, maybe that too was an effect of everything that had already happened tonight. ]

Give me all of it... [ It's a throaty whisper. ] I can handle it. Everything you need to get out...

[ His hands drag down her skin, his breath hitching. ]

Give it to me.