...okay. Okay, [he kisses her, pulls back and kisses at her ear, lets her hair tickle his cheek before pulling back and pushing himself up, the sheet falling down around their waists. She's beautiful beneath him; skin smooth and lips kissed dark pink, legs parted around his hips. His heart's going to beat out of his chest.
So he glances up at her questioningly before reaching down to stroke the inside of her thigh, then hesitantly presses his fingers to her center to feel how slick she is.]
You promise too, right? [ Because the idea that, somehow, she's the only one that might somehow be not-okay with something that happens between them is entirely false. They're both at risk here, their hearts on their sleeves, and Aerith would demand it more if she wasn't entirely focussed on the way Cloud is touching her.
His fingers press, just so, and she can't help the way her hips move, pressing down against the touch even as she makes a soft, pleased noise. ]
[hold on cloud is MESMERIZED by what she just did]
...huh? Oh- oh, yeah, sure, I promise. [What did he just promise? ...right, to stop her if he's not okay. He's plenty okay like this though, stroking against her and inside of her. And though he feels a little like a fish out of water with his lack of experience she doesn't seem too put out by it.]
[ There's the urge to give him a dirty look, to make him stop, but - he does seem to know what he's saying, even with Aerith wriggling against him and breathing out sharp noises, and she swallows another noise as she bites down on the inside of her cheek. She wants to do something for him, but she doesn't know what, and her hesitance colours her movements as she tilts up. ]
[She keeps moving, keeps squirming, her breath coming faster and harsher and it's really sexy. Cloud can't help getting distracted, even as she clings to him, as she asks him something, if she can-
Oh.
He stops short, though he doesn't remove his hand, because while a part of him wants her to there's this other part of him that is whispering, no, don't, we're not ready yet.]
[ Aerith can tell, because of course she can, and she tilts her head up, kissing his forehead, gently, shifting a little to move herself closer to him.
There's nothing that says they have to do it one way or another, and her hand presses into the back of Cloud's neck, soft and certain, her eyes drinking him in. ]
[oh god, SHE'S TOO GOOD, she's so good, way too good for him.
Cloud hangs his head a little, embarrassed and annoyed with himself, because what kinda guy says no when their gorgeous girlfriend asks to touch. Who does that??? Who.] Maybe next time...if... [If you want a next time.]
[How does she always manage to do that? Just...pick up whatever weight is on his shoulders, and makes it disappear?
Cloud kisses back, deeper and with more enthusiasm before pushing himself back to look down at her face, stroking her hair back and moving his fingers between her legs again.] Okay. I definitely still want to make you feel good though, so...let's keep going?
[ Aerith knows him, his heart and his experiences, and she might not have been there for it all at the end but she had been watching the whole time. She knows what Cloud needs, sometimes, even without asking, and what he needs right now is someone to remind him that he's loved no matter what he struggles with.
Slowly, carefully, she reaches up, nudging their noses together. ] Okay. Let's keep going. [ She wiggles, just so, shifting a little and opening her legs for him. ]
[This is just as good, honestly; maybe he's not ready for reciprocation, maybe he's not ready to let himself go in the hands of someone else, not even Aerith, but he's more than ready to make her feel good, and to feel good with her. Her fingers stroking his face, her lips against his jaw, his neck, his skin, that's all just as good. Her affection, her protectiveness, Cloud gathers it up into himself and lets himself think, just for now, that he's allowed to have these things. That Aerith can love him, and that nothing will hurt her if she does.
She spreads her legs and Cloud's heart starts to pound again, so he shifts his fingers against her as he had before when she'd gasped, middle finger touching against her clit curiously. It kind of all feels the same down in there, but he thinks this is where she started shuddering...]
[ The best part about this is there's no pressure between them; there's no part of either her or Cloud that makes them think they have to do anything in a particular way. Aerith might want to make Cloud feel good - and she does, desperately, wants to make him feel as wonderful as she does - but she's not going to put him under pressure to do it. She's here because she loves him and he loves here, and his comfort is more important than anything else.
She does gasp, though, shivering as he touches her, leaning back into the bed and letting her arms stretch up just so. Her cheeks are flushed a violent red and her fingers wrap around the sheets, hesitant and uncertain before she breathes out sharply. ] Oh... [ And it feels good. It would be nice if there was more, but she's going to let Cloud figure it out, let him explore her body, let him see what makes her feel amazing. ]
Wow, you like that, [Cloud breathes out, stroking back and forth against her clit. Okay, not gonna stop with a good thing, though he's going to lean down and start kissing down her breasts again. Now that the tension from earlier's no longer hanging over his head, he wants to try and touch and taste all of her.]
Mhm. I do. [ She's shivering, just a little, now, flushed with pleasure, fingers digging into the sheets. Aerith doesn't think it'd be a good idea to grab at Cloud's head right now, considering, but he's kissing her skin and pressing his fingers and it feels so good. She burns, biting down on her lip as she wiggles against him, pressing down into his hand. ]
Watching her chest heave as he touches her, as he goes a little faster and firmer, as he sucks on her nipples and kisses a red mark right under her ear is so good, so fulfilling and so- he's making her feel like this. Aerith deserves to feel like this- to experience pleasure and joy and- and everything instead of all the pain and fear she got.
And he can do this for her.]
Do you need more...? [His fingers are so slick and wet already- would it be better if he tucked them inside of her, thrusted inside of her? Would it make her look like this, or would it be even better? There's so little he knows but he's so eager to learn it, if only to make Aerith happy. He could survive on that- on Aerith being happy. He could thrive on it.]
[ She realises that she needs to guide him, just a little - and while she's as new at this as he is... Well, she does know her body. She knows the things she likes, how to take care of herself, how to touch herself, and she needs to be the one to guide Cloud and teach him.
Who knows Aerith better than herself? Perhaps the Planet, but it's not quite the same thing. ]
Yes, please. [ She breathes out, leaning back into the blankets. Moving her hips, she shifts and makes herself a little more comfortable, pink and content, flushed. Licking her lips, she takes a deep breath to try and find words to speak. ]
[hopefully the planet does not know how to give aerith a satisfying fuck because then they are all outta business amirite
Aerith probably doesn't know any more about having sex with someone else than he does, but when she suggests- asks him to keep going, to press into her, Cloud is all too ready to answer her call. He pushes up to drop a kiss onto her mouth, sweet and firm and full of all the affection he can possibly muster. A thanks, for the direction, a promise, I'll make this good for you, a reassurance that he's still here, will be here for her.
It's not perfect; not for either of them. Cloud gets too nervous, too unreasonably afraid that he'll hurt her and Aerith doesn't know when to ask, what to say, how to command. They both try too hard to please each other, but they still learn. Cloud learns that Aerith likes to see his face, that she appreciates him telling her what he's thinking, feeling. And he's not sure, but he thinks Aerith gets that even if he's not ready for her right now, he will be one day.
He wants to be.
So when she tells him she's had enough, when he pulls away from her and gets up to wash his hands, to bring back a cloth for her to use he climbs into bed beside her and curls up at her side. This is almost better, the warm skin and soft touches, Aerith inches from his eyes and smiling at him so sweetly, cheeks still pink.
Unafraid. Unburdened. Aerith, as she always should've been: free to feel whatever she wants.]
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Date: 2018-01-31 03:25 am (UTC)So he glances up at her questioningly before reaching down to stroke the inside of her thigh, then hesitantly presses his fingers to her center to feel how slick she is.]
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Date: 2018-02-05 08:53 pm (UTC)His fingers press, just so, and she can't help the way her hips move, pressing down against the touch even as she makes a soft, pleased noise. ]
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Date: 2018-02-07 03:47 am (UTC)...huh? Oh- oh, yeah, sure, I promise. [What did he just promise? ...right, to stop her if he's not okay. He's plenty okay like this though, stroking against her and inside of her. And though he feels a little like a fish out of water with his lack of experience she doesn't seem too put out by it.]
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Date: 2018-02-12 12:55 am (UTC)Can - can I touch you too?
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Date: 2018-02-15 05:46 am (UTC)Oh.
He stops short, though he doesn't remove his hand, because while a part of him wants her to there's this other part of him that is whispering, no, don't, we're not ready yet.]
...I-...
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Date: 2018-02-15 11:16 pm (UTC)There's nothing that says they have to do it one way or another, and her hand presses into the back of Cloud's neck, soft and certain, her eyes drinking him in. ]
You can say no. I won't be mad.
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Date: 2018-02-17 05:30 am (UTC)Cloud hangs his head a little, embarrassed and annoyed with himself, because what kinda guy says no when their gorgeous girlfriend asks to touch. Who does that??? Who.] Maybe next time...if... [If you want a next time.]
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Date: 2018-02-17 02:26 pm (UTC)Next time. [ She nods her head, accepting it in lieu of a promise, before she kisses him again, soft and gentle and filled with her love. ]
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Date: 2018-02-19 10:45 pm (UTC)Cloud kisses back, deeper and with more enthusiasm before pushing himself back to look down at her face, stroking her hair back and moving his fingers between her legs again.] Okay. I definitely still want to make you feel good though, so...let's keep going?
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Date: 2018-02-20 08:26 pm (UTC)Slowly, carefully, she reaches up, nudging their noses together. ] Okay. Let's keep going. [ She wiggles, just so, shifting a little and opening her legs for him. ]
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Date: 2018-02-21 08:59 am (UTC)She spreads her legs and Cloud's heart starts to pound again, so he shifts his fingers against her as he had before when she'd gasped, middle finger touching against her clit curiously. It kind of all feels the same down in there, but he thinks this is where she started shuddering...]
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Date: 2018-02-21 08:24 pm (UTC)She does gasp, though, shivering as he touches her, leaning back into the bed and letting her arms stretch up just so. Her cheeks are flushed a violent red and her fingers wrap around the sheets, hesitant and uncertain before she breathes out sharply. ] Oh... [ And it feels good. It would be nice if there was more, but she's going to let Cloud figure it out, let him explore her body, let him see what makes her feel amazing. ]
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Date: 2018-02-27 06:20 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2018-03-08 05:42 am (UTC)Watching her chest heave as he touches her, as he goes a little faster and firmer, as he sucks on her nipples and kisses a red mark right under her ear is so good, so fulfilling and so- he's making her feel like this. Aerith deserves to feel like this- to experience pleasure and joy and- and everything instead of all the pain and fear she got.
And he can do this for her.]
Do you need more...? [His fingers are so slick and wet already- would it be better if he tucked them inside of her, thrusted inside of her? Would it make her look like this, or would it be even better? There's so little he knows but he's so eager to learn it, if only to make Aerith happy. He could survive on that- on Aerith being happy. He could thrive on it.]
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Date: 2018-03-11 10:04 pm (UTC)Who knows Aerith better than herself? Perhaps the Planet, but it's not quite the same thing. ]
Yes, please. [ She breathes out, leaning back into the blankets. Moving her hips, she shifts and makes herself a little more comfortable, pink and content, flushed. Licking her lips, she takes a deep breath to try and find words to speak. ]
Don't stop touching me - and... Inside? Please?
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Date: 2018-03-20 08:15 am (UTC)Aerith probably doesn't know any more about having sex with someone else than he does, but when she suggests- asks him to keep going, to press into her, Cloud is all too ready to answer her call. He pushes up to drop a kiss onto her mouth, sweet and firm and full of all the affection he can possibly muster. A thanks, for the direction, a promise, I'll make this good for you, a reassurance that he's still here, will be here for her.
It's not perfect; not for either of them. Cloud gets too nervous, too unreasonably afraid that he'll hurt her and Aerith doesn't know when to ask, what to say, how to command. They both try too hard to please each other, but they still learn. Cloud learns that Aerith likes to see his face, that she appreciates him telling her what he's thinking, feeling. And he's not sure, but he thinks Aerith gets that even if he's not ready for her right now, he will be one day.
He wants to be.
So when she tells him she's had enough, when he pulls away from her and gets up to wash his hands, to bring back a cloth for her to use he climbs into bed beside her and curls up at her side. This is almost better, the warm skin and soft touches, Aerith inches from his eyes and smiling at him so sweetly, cheeks still pink.
Unafraid. Unburdened. Aerith, as she always should've been: free to feel whatever she wants.]