[ He'll find her wet to the touch, slick with anticipation. Aerith lets out a breathy moan, accepting and eager. An aching want is blossoming inside of her, searching for release as quickly as it comes. Arching her back, she welcomes him onto and into her, and Aerith bites her lip, which still curls into a smile under the action. While he busies himself, he speaks; easy and curious, somehow. ]
Me? [ She parrots him, voice still sweet even as her gaze glazes over with wanting. He's shyer, she thinks, less direct; a short laugh leaves her. ]
How about... you love me? [ She teasing him. Reaching out, Aerith takes hold of his arm to guide him a little more, leading Cloud deeper and closer. ] Let me show you how. Alright, now... a little more... [ She pulls herself closer, too, shimmying closer along the fabric of the futon, over the blanket still covering it. ]
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Me? [ She parrots him, voice still sweet even as her gaze glazes over with wanting. He's shyer, she thinks, less direct; a short laugh leaves her. ]
How about... you love me? [ She teasing him. Reaching out, Aerith takes hold of his arm to guide him a little more, leading Cloud deeper and closer. ] Let me show you how. Alright, now... a little more... [ She pulls herself closer, too, shimmying closer along the fabric of the futon, over the blanket still covering it. ]
Know what? Get on your back.