[ Teasing is all part of the plan. He gets that look in his eyes like he's rised to the challenge of her, and she looks back at him in silence. A smile that sits on her face, still, gives her away: She's daring him to do it. He holds her tight enough to give the impression of a threat, but to Aerith, it's all bark.
She bites her lip, all the same, and doesn't speak as she drags herself down again, enjoying the sensation. Pleasantly warm, she feels desire in the same way she delights in the control she exerts over him. Aerith takes in a shaky breath, closes her eyes, and drags herself forward again. She watches his chest for a moment, stares at the dip between his shoulders and neck, then lets her green gaze find him once more. It's all too real, in some ways, and she can't help but want to collide into him. ]
That's not like you, though.
[ She breathes, exhales soft and tilts her head back. ] Not you.
[ It isn't Cloud to her. She knows he's different. He's a guy, but he's himself. Without another word, she adjusts her too heavy body to hover over him, feeling the weight of her want and the ache of her need, but not before reaching out both of her hands for him to take in his. Swiveling her hips, Aerith listens to the sound of their breathing in the empty, dingy apartment. She doesn't descend upon him, not yet. ]
One big breath before the plunge.
[ Cloud's cock slips inside of her, pushing into her slick slit in measured increments. She adjusts, opens up for him, tiny squeaks and moans leaving her. It betrays her heady wants, the way she's just itching for him to collapse into her from the beginning. ]
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She bites her lip, all the same, and doesn't speak as she drags herself down again, enjoying the sensation. Pleasantly warm, she feels desire in the same way she delights in the control she exerts over him. Aerith takes in a shaky breath, closes her eyes, and drags herself forward again. She watches his chest for a moment, stares at the dip between his shoulders and neck, then lets her green gaze find him once more. It's all too real, in some ways, and she can't help but want to collide into him. ]
That's not like you, though.
[ She breathes, exhales soft and tilts her head back. ] Not you.
[ It isn't Cloud to her. She knows he's different. He's a guy, but he's himself. Without another word, she adjusts her too heavy body to hover over him, feeling the weight of her want and the ache of her need, but not before reaching out both of her hands for him to take in his. Swiveling her hips, Aerith listens to the sound of their breathing in the empty, dingy apartment. She doesn't descend upon him, not yet. ]
One big breath before the plunge.
[ Cloud's cock slips inside of her, pushing into her slick slit in measured increments. She adjusts, opens up for him, tiny squeaks and moans leaving her. It betrays her heady wants, the way she's just itching for him to collapse into her from the beginning. ]