She tightens her arms around him. Aerith's eyes widen briefly in confusion when he begins to move before she does her best to shift to a sitting posture against the wall, still holding her close, still buried inside her. She rocks her hips again, moving with the hand he settles firmly on her back, driving herself onto him hungrily.
It's ironic how similar this feels to before they talked when she didn't know what she could and couldn't say. The word lingers on the tip of her tongue, threatening to fumble its way to freedom as she drinks in everything he says, her heart thudding hard as he affirms how much she means to him. The only one being cautious here is her, the person who, less than a year ago threw down against fate to make a better future.
It's a weighty thing to have hit her at a time like this.
Her thighs go tense against his hips, his cock drawn to the hilt as she presses her body against his, bringing both hands up to cradle the sides of his face. Aerith's eyes fix on Balthier's, her shoulders rising and falling as she works to catch her breath. She should be more careful with such an uncertain future, but with nothing about anything guaranteed, and every moment with him more precious than the last–
For a moment he thinks somehow he's done something wrong. Aerith's energy changes, a tension in it he can't place. Except she's still rocking against him, and he's rising to meet her, clutching her too him as tight as he can without limiting her movement, and some part of his mind is screaming to stop because he doesn't want this to end and for her to go away.
Except she won't. They live together. They're doing this. They're--
She goes rigid against him, and its barely a second before he does too, hands digging into her as white hot release makes his whole body feel like an exploding star. He wants to pull her down into the blankets with him, wrap around her and never let her go, but before he can move to do that, she's caught his face in both hands, staring at him so seriously.
I love you.
He stares at her for half a second, and then he launches at her, kissing her so hard their teeth bump lightly. The force of his enthusiasm knocks her onto her back, and he fumbles to free her legs from being pinned. He's grinning something stupid when he pulls away though, and there's no denying the wetness bright on his cheeks. He'd known, in his heart, that she loved him, but he hadn't expected to hear her say it. Never would have pushed it.
It won't be easy. He knows that. Knows he's going to live with the fear of losing her, or leaving her, every day in this forsaken place. But it doesn't matter. He's fought impossible odds for less important gains, and gods she's worth it.
He nuzzles his hose against hers, the weight of his body blanketing her like he can shield them both from the fates. "I love you, too, Aerith."
The way he practically comes to life when she says it and finally comes clean about what she knows has been the truth for a long time makes tears spring up in her eyes unexpectedly, laughing even as a few fall down her cheeks.
"Balthier!" Still reeling from her orgasm, the overjoyed way they both fall back, him covering her makes her heart feel too big for her ribcage all over again, the hands on his cheeks holding him to that kiss even as she twists underneath him to free her legs.
Aerith beams at him, her fingers brushing the sides of his face as he turns the word back around on her, making her sniffle before she leans in to kiss him again. "So, so much."
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It's ironic how similar this feels to before they talked when she didn't know what she could and couldn't say. The word lingers on the tip of her tongue, threatening to fumble its way to freedom as she drinks in everything he says, her heart thudding hard as he affirms how much she means to him. The only one being cautious here is her, the person who, less than a year ago threw down against fate to make a better future.
It's a weighty thing to have hit her at a time like this.
Her thighs go tense against his hips, his cock drawn to the hilt as she presses her body against his, bringing both hands up to cradle the sides of his face. Aerith's eyes fix on Balthier's, her shoulders rising and falling as she works to catch her breath. She should be more careful with such an uncertain future, but with nothing about anything guaranteed, and every moment with him more precious than the last–
"I love you."
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Except she won't. They live together. They're doing this. They're--
She goes rigid against him, and its barely a second before he does too, hands digging into her as white hot release makes his whole body feel like an exploding star. He wants to pull her down into the blankets with him, wrap around her and never let her go, but before he can move to do that, she's caught his face in both hands, staring at him so seriously.
I love you.
He stares at her for half a second, and then he launches at her, kissing her so hard their teeth bump lightly. The force of his enthusiasm knocks her onto her back, and he fumbles to free her legs from being pinned. He's grinning something stupid when he pulls away though, and there's no denying the wetness bright on his cheeks. He'd known, in his heart, that she loved him, but he hadn't expected to hear her say it. Never would have pushed it.
It won't be easy. He knows that. Knows he's going to live with the fear of losing her, or leaving her, every day in this forsaken place. But it doesn't matter. He's fought impossible odds for less important gains, and gods she's worth it.
He nuzzles his hose against hers, the weight of his body blanketing her like he can shield them both from the fates. "I love you, too, Aerith."
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"Balthier!" Still reeling from her orgasm, the overjoyed way they both fall back, him covering her makes her heart feel too big for her ribcage all over again, the hands on his cheeks holding him to that kiss even as she twists underneath him to free her legs.
Aerith beams at him, her fingers brushing the sides of his face as he turns the word back around on her, making her sniffle before she leans in to kiss him again. "So, so much."