[ It's a lot warmer and wetter between her legs now, but she doesn't have the energy to panic. She lets out a groan once her head is resting on a pillow. Please let her lay there for a bit... she'll get up again soon. ]
I'm gonna kill you.
[ Once she's not feeling weak anymore and once her limbs don't feel like jelly and also once she's clean... she's gonna kill him!!!!!
But she's also going to forget about it because she just wants to rest. Don't think too much of it, Cloud. ]
[ Too late. He's thinking about it. ...maybe not too much at least? Kill him because of getting his Aura unlocked by Raven and being reckless? Kill him for being too rough with her? Kill him for...well, just because? Because honestly he's used to it by this point. The apology is about as serious as her claim- more something to acknowledge what she's said. Cloud's already caught his breath as he lets out a sigh of contentment.
If the two of them took the time to throw off the covers before getting carried away, he might have pulled it over the two of them so they could relax proper. His body is still warm, the newly accrued Chroma, Sanguis moon and his own innate durability leaving him feeling more pleasant than he'd normally be. That didn't mean he was against taking a breather either. She was here for his sake, and so despite lying so close with her, Cloud is going to let her rest.
...even if that still doesn't stop him from lazily yet gently brushing the bangs away from her eyes. ]
[ Does it mean more "making it up to her"? Either way... ]
Uh...?
[ The half-lidded look he gives her widens when she peeks back at him through one eye. Weiss' question catches him by surprise, taking a second to realize what she was responding to, his cheeks glowing a soft pink. Was he feeling emboldened by the Sanguis moon? Whose to say...
He draws his hand back to rest at his side. ]
Just getting your hair. It was, uh... [ A short pause. He just felt like it. ] Don't worry about it.
[ Luckily for Weiss, he's thinking the same thing she is. Might as well check for when either one of them stepped out, because he's worked up a bit of a sweat. Which is why when she asks if she can use his bathroom, he's the first one to sit up. He's...an absolute mess between his legs right now. They've done this before, so it's less embarrassing, but still... /// ]
I should clean up too- [ Oh. No. Not together. Shut up brain. She can go first. He's one who blew it. HA. He checks the device on his wrist, idly glancing over his Chroma levels when he realizes that oh. ...oh that. That used to be very empty before. He looks back to Weiss behind him where she lay, blushing a bit harder as he clears his throat. Right. Take care of her first. ]
[ Weiss sits up, feels the wetness between her legs a little more, and lets out a sigh. It feels weird like this, and she has every right to think so when this is the first time it's happened. There's really no point in complaining now though, and it's not like she wants to. She doesn't want to "ruin the moment".
... Even though Cloud's back to being awkward now.
And yes, she may as well pick up her panties where he'd tossed them earlier. She needs those. Thank you. ]
[ Cloud wasn't about to fully cloth himself yet. Besides wiping down his crotch of any wetness, he...hadn't quite settled just yet. The heat he feels influenced by the moon and his once Chroma-depraved state hasn't been entirely quelled. Even so, he has more control than to just selfishly keep taking and taking.
He doesn't care that he's topless as he tucks himself back away for now. If he's gonna go check for her first to avoid any awkward confrontations, he's not about to head out there rocking out with his...ahem. ]
...
[ Then...as he's seated at the edge of the bed, he hesitates to get back up. There's a part of him that wants to just turn right around and go back to her. To do what, he can't really say. Kiss her again? Help her out of her dress properly and throw the covers over them? Listen to that nagging impulse and urge that told him that this wasn't enough? What he wants against what Weiss would request and ask... How much of it was really Cloud thinking these things? ]
I'm... [ "...not sure I want to go yet," the thought dies in his mind as he finally offers her another gentle smile, somewhere caught between apologetic (for being so rough with her) and genuine. ] I'm glad you came.
[ "You'd do the same if I were in trouble." Her words remind him of a promise he made to someone as a child... That whenever they were in trouble, he'd come through in a pinch and save them. After all this time, he's still kept that promise. But now that promise has extended to everyone he cares about.
Weiss was right. If the roles had been reversed, he wouldn't hesitate for a second. ]
I would. [ And not just when it came to this degree of moonlacing either. ] Just another way to make it up to you.
[ Whatever it took so that she wasn't gonna "kill him" anymore. ]
[ Look whose talking, Miss “I’m Gonna Kill You Harumph :T”. He simply huffs, a little amused as he gets up to do what he said he would do earlier. Peering out into the hallway, his wolf-like senses pick up on Panty.
Between listening for her and picking up her scent, he can conclude that the coast was clear. The only time he ever planned on actively trying to sniff someone out. Thanks, Sanguis! ]
All clear. ... Huh. Never thought I’d be using my nose like this.
[ Weiss gets up at the signal, but doesn't start walking just yet because oh god walking is going to be challenging. She's going to have to walk quickly to the bathroom. (It's lucky this isn't her first time being here...) ]
Is it weird that you can smell just about anything? [ She takes a peek out the door too. ] Wait, don't answer that just yet. I promise I'll be back—
[ And off she goes! She just really wants to be clean right now, Cloud. 😫 ]
[ They got quite carried away earlier. When she doesn't immediately start walking, he lifts a brow curiously at her. ...though it doesn't take long for him to clue into why she might have been finding it a bit of a challenge. Don't leave any trails. He steps back some when Weiss does eventually come up him to the door. ]
A lit-- [ "Wait, don't answer that just yet." ] Ah, okay.
[ Peeking out the door after her, Cloud watches as she disappears down the hallway towards the bathroom. She'll find that since it's the only one in the apartment, there's a lot more stuff on top of the bathroom counter. So many beauty products. Like "what the fuck did a Sephora explode in here" levels of stuff. Way too many rubber duckies that Cloud's piled in a corner on the floor. A super soaker, bottles of bubble bath.
Trust him, Weiss. Cloud's been trying to keep up with all the crap Panty buys. At least the bathroom's still clean and usable?
While he waits for her to come back, Cloud takes this time to try and quell his Sanguis side. Though the scent of sex was still prevalent in the air after what they'd just done. Now that he had a clearer head than before, he could think back to what just happened. The fact that she came to help him in the first place was all he could ask for, despite how bad the combination of lost Chroma and the moon was on him. He still hasn't gotten used to the way it ramped up his possessive nature, something he ponders about as he stares out the window, up at the crimson moon.
Whenever she got back, she'd find that he's got a top back on (not his vest, but a comfier t-shirt.) He'll get clean after she did. He wasn't going to join her in the shower a second time. ]
[ Weiss would likely mind this time if Cloud joined her in the bathroom, so it's good he doesn't. How Weiss is when the Cordis moon isn't out isn't much difference; her more cheery side is just a lot more prevalent when it is, and she's a little more honest with people out of her need to be wanted. Okay, maybe there's a huge difference between regular Weiss and Cordis Weiss... but she's learning to loosen up regardless of which moon is out after all that she's experienced in this world.
She leans against the door once she's locked the bathroom and lets out a sigh. She's not really sure what to do at this point, but after cleaning, would she go back to her apartment? It... feels kind of weird to do so, but she doesn't really have any reason to stay. . .
And she mulls over it even more even after the quick shower she takes. She remembers where the towels are, even though the bathroom looks so much different compared to the last time she was here. She also remembers that there's a reason to stay—not overnight, but at least enough for more than just sex.
Raven Branwen.
Once she's out, her hair is down and damp. Weiss isn't exactly keen on putting it up again at this time. She's quick to head back inside Cloud's room so she doesn't end up bumping into anybody else while she's outside. ]
[ He hears the door opening behind him, looking back over his shoulder to her as he notes the way her hair is still down and damp. Note to self? Get a hair dryer for his room. Maybe? ...he might as well with the way that Panty took over the bathroom at this point. He'll just start styling himself in his bedroom. Granted that would also imply he invested in more furniture for his room. But that's neither here or there. ]
Hey. [ Her scent is different this time. The smell of heat and sex wasn't so prevalent to his Sanguis senses. Which in turn, let him calm down further. "Um... It's your turn." ] Right. Be right back.
[ He means it too. There's...honestly a lot less to clean up on his end of things. Gotta wash the sweat off at least. So as Weiss steps inside, Cloud slips past her to peer his head around the corner again, perks his wolf ears atop his head, listens for any 'obstacles' and sniffs it out subtly... And once again, luck is on their side as he quickly makes his way to the bathroom too. Weiss was just in here...
On one hand, being that it was her, he didn't mind that? But on the other hand, he still wished there was a way to turn off this damn nose when the red moon was out. Taking a quick shower of his own, he's mindful not to let himself take those long pauses that he's used to taking while showering. Enough that he's scrubbed shampoo and conditioner through his hair and cleansed his body anyway. By the time he gets back to his room where Weiss was waiting, he's got a couple towels hanging off his shoulder in case she wants to dry her hair some more. ]
I'm back.
[ In his rush to get back to her, he...didn't really dry his hair either. At all. Which meant that spiky hair of his from before? Gone. Super deflated and...nonexistent really. It's just super droopy. His wolf ears are flopping a little too. ]
[ Weiss' attention immediately goes to the door when she hears it open. She'd been keeping quiet all this time, but walking around his room to see what new things he has compared to the last time he was here. She's not one to snoop around or anything, but she's merely observing and taking things in! ]
Oh— sorry. I was just— [ A pause, and she looks at him wide-eyed. ] You have new stuff.
[ This is totally not awkward at all.
But she also decides to head back closer to his bed. Should... she sit down? God, this isn't her room and it's not like he still needs help. She can't just make herself feel at home, even if she does want to relax around him some. It's different when they meet outside... ]
[ It's still less empty than the bare state it was in the first time she came over. Granted, they've had plenty of time to adjust to this world. The birdbox that Cloud picked up a couple or so months back remains in the corner of the bedroom, ready to play whatever music was available from his world at the time. It otherwise is quiet. Standing at the doorway after closing it, Cloud cocks a brow while his ears just...continue to flop, not standing upright.
Why was she apologizing? ...ponders the guy who would have probably done the exact thing that she did even if he did nothing wrong. As he closes the distance between them, he takes a scan of his room with his gaze. ]
Oh, uh, yeah. I picked up one of these birdboxes a while back. A lot more on key than I thought it'd be.
[ Standing with her closer to his bed, he finds his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red again. With that itch of his scratched, he felt a little bit awkward too. Doing everything in the bedroom was...different. Then again, if he still lived alone, he might have felt more comfortable taking this out to the living room. Or actually going out somewhere with her. But then she breaks the ice ha when she asks about his hair. And this time it's his turn to look at her wide-eyed. ]
Me? [ Under normal circumstances, he might have declined. But...these weren't normal circumstances anymore. They haven't been for the past few months. There's a lot to talk about still. That much he's aware of. As much as they'd enjoyed themselves before, there was still the pressing matter at hand of why he was put into this state in the first place. With a much-needed sigh, the tension leaves his shoulders and his tone softens. He's the first to sit down on the bed, looking up to her again.
...with those damp wolf ears of his and his drooped hair. ]
[ Cloud's response gives her the signal that it's okay to go back to the bed. She does, climbing onto the mattress to get behind him and take one of the towels from his shoulder. She unfolds it before laying it on his head, not enough for it to obscure his vision. Her hands start to squeeze parts of his hair over the towel. It's not painful, in fact, the tips of her fingers even include a gentle massage while she's at it. ]
I got a birdbox, too. It's actually nice to listen to music from home.
[ Because she does love music a lot. Still being connected to Remnant's music while she's running away from the world is nice. ]
Do you sing?
[ She knows he's never seen a play until he watched the one she was in, but that's far from what she's asking. It's nice to talk about something like this. Weiss may be cold and distant and mostly awkward at times, but... she does want to get to know Cloud better. The times they've spent together regardless of intimacy weren't just for nothing. She does see him as someone she likes spending time with. He really would have figured out that she's not interested in even becoming friends that day when they first met, after she'd lost to him. Cloud would have met no one else but the Ice Queen then.
Not to mention... as quiet as he is, and as dorky and dumb as he can be, he's pretty cute. Of course she wants to know more about him. :) ]
[ The towel gives a little 'fwump' of sorts when she lays it on his head. It might not have obscured his vision, but he still couldn't look over his shoulder without risking it falling off his head. His ears twitch a little bit beneath the cover until her hands start to move through parts of his hair. Just so he'd have better balance, Cloud crosses his legs as he sits more upright for her.
He's also very grateful for the fact that he's facing away from her now, so that she didn't have see his slightly flustered cheeks. After the first couple of rubs, he even starts to notice how tender her touch was while still being enough to get the work done.
That...felt really good, actually. It's a different kind of intimacy, one that comes from an honest place as he listens to her talk about her own birdbox. ]
....... [ Cloud? Do you sing? ] Mm? Oh. [ Sorry he, kind of zoned out for a second there. One thing that the huntress would discover was that it wasn't just his lupine ears that were sensitive, but having his hair played with left his head tingling. He perks up a bit, giving a collective hum in thought. ]
Not well. [ Steve Burton raps and Takahiro Sakurai has the voice of a smooth criminal but shhhh. ] I like to listen, though.
[ Speaking of music, that reminds him. He hasn't shared this with many people here yet. ]
[ Oh! He plays the piano. That's a nice surprise, but she decides to keep the bit about how she's also a pianist to herself. She doesn't want to make this about her! ]
Here? You should get a piano.
[ Nevermind that pianos are expensive... That part, she doesn't bring up because it doesn't occur to her at all.
Instead, she focuses on what she's doing—drying Cloud's hair with the towel, a gentle head massage included just because she feels the need to make sure he's okay. He is, and it shows, but it just doesn't feel like she's finished with why she's here in the first place. ]
[ Had she mentioned playing the piano to him, Cloud wouldn't have minded. By his own admittance, it's not like he had too much time to play back home. HIs version of "jamming on it" was probably just above single finger key pressing. ]
Thought about it. But where to put it...
[ As far as Cloud was concerned, it was either spend his Chroma on his training/fighting, or...well. Saving up for the next big thing after he finally gets his motorcycle. Like a piano.
As far as how he felt right now? A little bit spoiled. He feels like being more honest with her. ]
Better. [ "Mm." ] A lot better. [ When her hand moves over the edges of his wolf ears, he lets out a soft, quiet sigh. ]
You're really good at this.
[ His hair. He means that. /// But also lowkey don't stop rubbing his ears? ]
[ He can keep it in his room! That way, he'll be the only one using it? Weiss even looks around for a spot where a piano can fit, pausing in her massage as she visualises how Cloud's room would look with some more furniture to it.
She continues, finally, when he says she's good at what she's doing though. It makes her laugh a little, and she gives his ear a firmer rub... without the towel in the way this time. His hair is still a little damp, but this part is mostly dry now. ]
I guess... it's because I go to the puppy cafe often.
[ So she's had training in how to pet dogs??? She supposes that's it. ]
[ If there's one thing he can thank Panty for (THANKING her? crazy. but listen,) it was giving him a proverbial kick in the ass to actually fill his apartment with more things. Cloud still had a ways to go to give it more of that "lived in" vibe from his end, but...guess he was gonna be scoping out a piano in the near future. ]
Huh? Sounds nice, but...what does..... [ "...a puppy cafe have to do with this?" the question tapers off when he realizes what she means. Not to mention with her delicate fingers playing with his ear directly. He makes a small noise in his throat that almost sounds like a strained whine, but oh-so-quiet. ...his ear twitches, causing the now fluffier appendage to flop a bit beneath her touch. ]
Oh. Real funny.
[ ... what a weak protest. Especially made weaker by the fact that while he doesn't outright press against her hand, Cloud's head is leaning ever so subtly against it without his realizing it. ]
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I'm gonna kill you.
[ Once she's not feeling weak anymore and once her limbs don't feel like jelly and also once she's clean... she's gonna kill him!!!!!
But she's also going to forget about it because she just wants to rest. Don't think too much of it, Cloud. ]
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[ Too late. He's thinking about it. ...maybe not too much at least? Kill him because of getting his Aura unlocked by Raven and being reckless? Kill him for being too rough with her? Kill him for...well, just because? Because honestly he's used to it by this point. The apology is about as serious as her claim- more something to acknowledge what she's said. Cloud's already caught his breath as he lets out a sigh of contentment.
If the two of them took the time to throw off the covers before getting carried away, he might have pulled it over the two of them so they could relax proper. His body is still warm, the newly accrued Chroma, Sanguis moon and his own innate durability leaving him feeling more pleasant than he'd normally be. That didn't mean he was against taking a breather either. She was here for his sake, and so despite lying so close with her, Cloud is going to let her rest.
...even if that still doesn't stop him from lazily yet gently brushing the bangs away from her eyes. ]
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She sighs when she feels his hand brushing her bangs. By now, her eyes have closed, but she pops one open to look at him. ]
What are you doing?
[ Guess who's not used to anybody being sweet to her?? ]
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Uh...?
[ The half-lidded look he gives her widens when she peeks back at him through one eye. Weiss' question catches him by surprise, taking a second to realize what she was responding to, his cheeks glowing a soft pink. Was he feeling emboldened by the Sanguis moon? Whose to say...
He draws his hand back to rest at his side. ]
Just getting your hair. It was, uh... [ A short pause. He just felt like it. ] Don't worry about it.
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Can I use your bathroom?
[ Cloud is also... going to have to see if the coast is clear; namely no Pantys outside when Weiss does walk out... ]
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[ Luckily for Weiss, he's thinking the same thing she is. Might as well check for when either one of them stepped out, because he's worked up a bit of a sweat. Which is why when she asks if she can use his bathroom, he's the first one to sit up. He's...an absolute mess between his legs right now. They've done this before, so it's less embarrassing, but still... /// ]
I should clean up too- [ Oh. No. Not together. Shut up brain. She can go first. He's one who blew it.
HA.He checks the device on his wrist, idly glancing over his Chroma levels when he realizes that oh. ...oh that. That used to be very empty before. He looks back to Weiss behind him where she lay, blushing a bit harder as he clears his throat. Right. Take care of her first. ]Hang on a sec. I'll go check.
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[ Weiss sits up, feels the wetness between her legs a little more, and lets out a sigh. It feels weird like this, and she has every right to think so when this is the first time it's happened. There's really no point in complaining now though, and it's not like she wants to. She doesn't want to "ruin the moment".
... Even though Cloud's back to being awkward now.
And yes, she may as well pick up her panties where he'd tossed them earlier. She needs those. Thank you. ]
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He doesn't care that he's topless as he tucks himself back away for now. If he's gonna go check for her first to avoid any awkward confrontations, he's not about to head out there rocking out with his...ahem. ]
...
[ Then...as he's seated at the edge of the bed, he hesitates to get back up. There's a part of him that wants to just turn right around and go back to her. To do what, he can't really say. Kiss her again? Help her out of her dress properly and throw the covers over them? Listen to that nagging impulse and urge that told him that this wasn't enough? What he wants against what Weiss would request and ask... How much of it was really Cloud thinking these things? ]
I'm... [ "...not sure I want to go yet," the thought dies in his mind as he finally offers her another gentle smile, somewhere caught between apologetic (for being so rough with her) and genuine. ] I'm glad you came.
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... okay, maybe it is something, but— ]
You'd do the same if I were in trouble.
[ At least, that's what she thinks he'd do if their roles were reversed. ]
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Weiss was right. If the roles had been reversed, he wouldn't hesitate for a second. ]
I would. [ And not just when it came to this degree of moonlacing either. ] Just another way to make it up to you.
[ Whatever it took so that she wasn't gonna "kill him" anymore. ]
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[ What with all the things he's saying. She can't even repeat them because they're embarrassing. ]
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Between listening for her and picking up her scent, he can conclude that the coast was clear. The only time he ever planned on actively trying to sniff someone out. Thanks, Sanguis! ]
All clear. ... Huh. Never thought I’d be using my nose like this.
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Is it weird that you can smell just about anything? [ She takes a peek out the door too. ] Wait, don't answer that just yet. I promise I'll be back—
[ And off she goes! She just really wants to be clean right now, Cloud. 😫 ]
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Don't leave any trails.He steps back some when Weiss does eventually come up him to the door. ]A lit-- [ "Wait, don't answer that just yet." ] Ah, okay.
[ Peeking out the door after her, Cloud watches as she disappears down the hallway towards the bathroom. She'll find that since it's the only one in the apartment, there's a lot more stuff on top of the bathroom counter. So many beauty products. Like "what the fuck did a Sephora explode in here" levels of stuff. Way too many rubber duckies that Cloud's piled in a corner on the floor. A super soaker, bottles of bubble bath.
Trust him, Weiss. Cloud's been trying to keep up with all the crap Panty buys. At least the bathroom's still clean and usable?
While he waits for her to come back, Cloud takes this time to try and quell his Sanguis side. Though the scent of sex was still prevalent in the air after what they'd just done. Now that he had a clearer head than before, he could think back to what just happened. The fact that she came to help him in the first place was all he could ask for, despite how bad the combination of lost Chroma and the moon was on him. He still hasn't gotten used to the way it ramped up his possessive nature, something he ponders about as he stares out the window, up at the crimson moon.
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She leans against the door once she's locked the bathroom and lets out a sigh. She's not really sure what to do at this point, but after cleaning, would she go back to her apartment? It... feels kind of weird to do so, but she doesn't really have any reason to stay. . .
And she mulls over it even more even after the quick shower she takes. She remembers where the towels are, even though the bathroom looks so much different compared to the last time she was here. She also remembers that there's a reason to stay—not overnight, but at least enough for more than just sex.
Raven Branwen.
Once she's out, her hair is down and damp. Weiss isn't exactly keen on putting it up again at this time. She's quick to head back inside Cloud's room so she doesn't end up bumping into anybody else while she's outside. ]
Um... It's your turn.
[ Or something!! ]
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Hey. [ Her scent is different this time. The smell of heat and sex wasn't so prevalent to his Sanguis senses. Which in turn, let him calm down further. "Um... It's your turn." ] Right. Be right back.
[ He means it too. There's...honestly a lot less to clean up on his end of things. Gotta wash the sweat off at least. So as Weiss steps inside, Cloud slips past her to peer his head around the corner again, perks his wolf ears atop his head, listens for any 'obstacles' and sniffs it out subtly... And once again, luck is on their side as he quickly makes his way to the bathroom too. Weiss was just in here...
On one hand, being that it was her, he didn't mind that? But on the other hand, he still wished there was a way to turn off this damn nose when the red moon was out. Taking a quick shower of his own, he's mindful not to let himself take those long pauses that he's used to taking while showering. Enough that he's scrubbed shampoo and conditioner through his hair and cleansed his body anyway. By the time he gets back to his room where Weiss was waiting, he's got a couple towels hanging off his shoulder in case she wants to dry her hair some more. ]
I'm back.
[ In his rush to get back to her, he...didn't really dry his hair either. At all. Which meant that spiky hair of his from before? Gone. Super deflated and...nonexistent really. It's just super droopy. His wolf ears are flopping a little too. ]
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Oh— sorry. I was just— [ A pause, and she looks at him wide-eyed. ] You have new stuff.
[ This is totally not awkward at all.
But she also decides to head back closer to his bed. Should... she sit down? God, this isn't her room and it's not like he still needs help. She can't just make herself feel at home, even if she does want to relax around him some. It's different when they meet outside... ]
Do you want me to help you dry your hair?
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Why was she apologizing? ...ponders the guy who would have probably done the exact thing that she did even if he did nothing wrong. As he closes the distance between them, he takes a scan of his room with his gaze. ]
Oh, uh, yeah. I picked up one of these birdboxes a while back. A lot more on key than I thought it'd be.
[ Standing with her closer to his bed, he finds his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red again. With that itch of his scratched, he felt a little bit awkward too. Doing everything in the bedroom was...different. Then again, if he still lived alone, he might have felt more comfortable taking this out to the living room. Or actually going out somewhere with her. But then she breaks the ice
hawhen she asks about his hair. And this time it's his turn to look at her wide-eyed. ]Me? [ Under normal circumstances, he might have declined. But...these weren't normal circumstances anymore. They haven't been for the past few months. There's a lot to talk about still. That much he's aware of. As much as they'd enjoyed themselves before, there was still the pressing matter at hand of why he was put into this state in the first place. With a much-needed sigh, the tension leaves his shoulders and his tone softens. He's the first to sit down on the bed, looking up to her again.
...with those damp wolf ears of his and his drooped hair. ]
Sure. Go for it.
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I got a birdbox, too. It's actually nice to listen to music from home.
[ Because she does love music a lot. Still being connected to Remnant's music while she's running away from the world is nice. ]
Do you sing?
[ She knows he's never seen a play until he watched the one she was in, but that's far from what she's asking. It's nice to talk about something like this. Weiss may be cold and distant and mostly awkward at times, but... she does want to get to know Cloud better. The times they've spent together regardless of intimacy weren't just for nothing. She does see him as someone she likes spending time with. He really would have figured out that she's not interested in even becoming friends that day when they first met, after she'd lost to him. Cloud would have met no one else but the Ice Queen then.
Not to mention... as quiet as he is, and as dorky and dumb as he can be, he's pretty cute. Of course she wants to know more about him. :) ]
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He's also very grateful for the fact that he's facing away from her now, so that she didn't have see his slightly flustered cheeks. After the first couple of rubs, he even starts to notice how tender her touch was while still being enough to get the work done.
That...felt really good, actually. It's a different kind of intimacy, one that comes from an honest place as he listens to her talk about her own birdbox. ]
....... [ Cloud? Do you sing? ] Mm? Oh. [ Sorry he, kind of zoned out for a second there. One thing that the huntress would discover was that it wasn't just his lupine ears that were sensitive, but having his hair played with left his head tingling. He perks up a bit, giving a collective hum in thought. ]
Not well. [
Steve Burton raps and Takahiro Sakurai has the voice of a smooth criminal but shhhh. ] I like to listen, though.[ Speaking of music, that reminds him. He hasn't shared this with many people here yet. ]
But I've been trying to pick up the piano again.
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Here? You should get a piano.
[ Nevermind that pianos are expensive... That part, she doesn't bring up because it doesn't occur to her at all.
Instead, she focuses on what she's doing—drying Cloud's hair with the towel, a gentle head massage included just because she feels the need to make sure he's okay. He is, and it shows, but it just doesn't feel like she's finished with why she's here in the first place. ]
How do you feel, by the way?
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HIs version of "jamming on it" was probably just above single finger key pressing.]Thought about it. But where to put it...
[ As far as Cloud was concerned, it was either spend his Chroma on his training/fighting, or...well. Saving up for the next big thing after he finally gets his motorcycle. Like a piano.
As far as how he felt right now? A little bit spoiled. He feels like being more honest with her. ]
Better. [ "Mm." ] A lot better. [ When her hand moves over the edges of his wolf ears, he lets out a soft, quiet sigh. ]
You're really good at this.
[ His hair. He means that. /// But also lowkey don't stop rubbing his ears? ]
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[ He can keep it in his room! That way, he'll be the only one using it? Weiss even looks around for a spot where a piano can fit, pausing in her massage as she visualises how Cloud's room would look with some more furniture to it.
She continues, finally, when he says she's good at what she's doing though. It makes her laugh a little, and she gives his ear a firmer rub... without the towel in the way this time. His hair is still a little damp, but this part is mostly dry now. ]
I guess... it's because I go to the puppy cafe often.
[ So she's had training in how to pet dogs??? She supposes that's it. ]
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Huh? Sounds nice, but...what does..... [ "...a puppy cafe have to do with this?" the question tapers off when he realizes what she means. Not to mention with her delicate fingers playing with his ear directly. He makes a small noise in his throat that almost sounds like a strained whine, but oh-so-quiet. ...his ear twitches, causing the now fluffier appendage to flop a bit beneath her touch. ]
[ ... what a weak protest. Especially made weaker by the fact that while he doesn't outright press against her hand, Cloud's head is leaning ever so subtly against it without his realizing it. ]
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[ But she is laughing, at least... With Cloud feeling better, she has one less thing to worry about.
And since he seems to be enjoying, she sets the towel down to give his other wolf ear a gentle rub, too. Gotta keep the treatment equal! ]
It looks like you like it. No complaining.
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