There's so much she's come to understand better because of her time spent with Balthier, but for every mystery they detangle together, at least one more pops up to take its place. It's not an unpleasant variety of confusion exactly. Still, it is one that Aerith is conscious not to examine too closely when it's easier to push it aside and write it off as the expected fallout of recovering from a terrible situation. In such a mad, unstable place like this prison, getting a reprieve from the brunt of its badness can feel like a blessing, things get said, passions run high for better or for worse, and warmth is all the more alluring and easy to fall into. It's all very cut and dry from a certain point of view, and the want to keep it (at least) looking that way makes it easy to linger in the safety of the games they play.
It's almost ironic, how territory that felt so uncharted has become welcome and fun with Balthier. He's made navigating a dynamic she would have never pictured herself being so fond of one of the best parts about being here, and in return, bolstered by his enthusiasm for it, Aerith feels encouraged to keep pushing the envelope and testing the boundaries these games, investigating where else they might lead. The joy she gets from his enjoyment isn't a simple feeling, but when they're together it's easy not to try and turn over the matter and instead live in the moment and be happy making him gasp or smile while ignoring the things that urge her on.
Motivated by that double-edged want, she encourages him to follow her to the sauna, stepping up this new game of mutual voyeurism and restraint by adding a wildcard she's quite certain Balthier wouldn't have expected until she told him about the kinds of things she's experienced in there. While the first time had begun awkward and turned out to be oddly thrilling - in part due to the presence of someone she hadn't known until this place forced her to get to know them - with Balthier, she was almost looking forward to it. Watching one another has become part of their games, and remarks about it have flown between them in moments passionate enough to make her want to try this, curious how either of them will do.
"We'll see," she murmurs coyly against his jaw after he pulls her close inside the sauna, her fingers brushing his hair back as she rises onto her toes enough to lean into him a little more fully, aware that they're both taking the chance to touch each other before the game starts all over again. "I think you might be the one doing all the begging, my pirate." She shifts against the hand he keeps on his ass, while a pair of unseen hands, as if on cue, ghost over his, pressing down to encourage him to tighten that grip before they're trailing over Aerith's hip and around Balthier's before the barest whisper of a caress teases his asscheeks before brushing against the underside of his balls.
Aerith squirms while looking around the room with a smirk on her face. "Hello again to you too," she says to the open air as she steps out of Balthier's arms, gasping as invisible fingertips pinch at her nipples in response. Her cheeks flush, looking back at him with her eyebrows raised. "Good luck!"
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It's almost ironic, how territory that felt so uncharted has become welcome and fun with Balthier. He's made navigating a dynamic she would have never pictured herself being so fond of one of the best parts about being here, and in return, bolstered by his enthusiasm for it, Aerith feels encouraged to keep pushing the envelope and testing the boundaries these games, investigating where else they might lead. The joy she gets from his enjoyment isn't a simple feeling, but when they're together it's easy not to try and turn over the matter and instead live in the moment and be happy making him gasp or smile while ignoring the things that urge her on.
Motivated by that double-edged want, she encourages him to follow her to the sauna, stepping up this new game of mutual voyeurism and restraint by adding a wildcard she's quite certain Balthier wouldn't have expected until she told him about the kinds of things she's experienced in there. While the first time had begun awkward and turned out to be oddly thrilling - in part due to the presence of someone she hadn't known until this place forced her to get to know them - with Balthier, she was almost looking forward to it. Watching one another has become part of their games, and remarks about it have flown between them in moments passionate enough to make her want to try this, curious how either of them will do.
"We'll see," she murmurs coyly against his jaw after he pulls her close inside the sauna, her fingers brushing his hair back as she rises onto her toes enough to lean into him a little more fully, aware that they're both taking the chance to touch each other before the game starts all over again. "I think you might be the one doing all the begging, my pirate." She shifts against the hand he keeps on his ass, while a pair of unseen hands, as if on cue, ghost over his, pressing down to encourage him to tighten that grip before they're trailing over Aerith's hip and around Balthier's before the barest whisper of a caress teases his asscheeks before brushing against the underside of his balls.
Aerith squirms while looking around the room with a smirk on her face. "Hello again to you too," she says to the open air as she steps out of Balthier's arms, gasping as invisible fingertips pinch at her nipples in response. Her cheeks flush, looking back at him with her eyebrows raised. "Good luck!"