Balthier

Happy to give herself over to the level of warmth and nearness she knows they're both after, despite the departure from the usual way they approach each other, Aerith lifts herself enough to tip her hips towards Balthier, inhaling a sharp breath when she feels him begin to sink into her. She pushes aside the part of her telling her that this is different, a departure from the games they play, an act motivated by something a little deeper than merely being subject to their surroundings and a certain level of attraction and interest. Whatever these new nuances are, they fall to the wayside in favor of taking every facet of this moment in and adoring it.

Turning her face towards the hand Balthier touches her cheek with, Aerith presses a kiss to his palm, his name coming in a hot exhale against his skin as she feels him fill her. Curving her body against his as she leans closer, her thighs squeeze his hips while she rocks herself against him, pulling a gasp out of her before her lips find his, kissing him almost imploringly. "I'm here, please, you have me." Aerith breaks their kiss off, her lips pressing against the line of his jaw before tips her chin up to press kisses all over his face while the palms of her hands run down his chest and along his sides, greedily touching as much of him as she can manage.