He hears it better this time, though, grateful she's said it again. The way she kisses him, the way she tenses around him and whispers his name -- he hums against her lips, and when she breaks away he murmurs her name back, hand trailing down her neck before he kisses her slowly again. Without really realizing what he's doing, that hand follows the line of her body until his hand rests gently filled with her breast. Their bodies shift and it's clear he's getting hard.
"Aerith," he breathes as their kiss breaks again. "I want to make you feel good -- no games, just us." Some part of him thinks this is selfish, but the way her thighs continue to contract, the way she kisses him -- the smarter part of him thinks this is the best thing he can give her. The next time is going to be in the shadow of tonight; why not wash that from them entirely?
And he wants to be as close to her as he can be. He's utterly relieved that he does.
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Date: 2022-11-13 05:09 am (UTC)"Aerith," he breathes as their kiss breaks again. "I want to make you feel good -- no games, just us." Some part of him thinks this is selfish, but the way her thighs continue to contract, the way she kisses him -- the smarter part of him thinks this is the best thing he can give her. The next time is going to be in the shadow of tonight; why not wash that from them entirely?
And he wants to be as close to her as he can be. He's utterly relieved that he does.