[ Driven on by the soft little whimpers that escape her lips, Cloud might have found a type. ...a type? Was that how to put it? What he liked in Weiss when they got together like this? That works. The sounds she makes as she grows progressively more wet against his working tongue has his head nearly spinning. It's cute, like she's doing her damnest to hold her composure despite the fact he's going down on her. But that just encouraged him even harder- made him want to have her come even more unravelled.
Which leads him to occasionally mixing things up, but not until he's spent ample time rolling his tongue over her clit. Then alternating to more open-mouthed kisses, hot sighs against her pussy as he hums softly against her. The taste of her on his tongue, the sheer amount of Chroma that this is giving the both of them, it's far more potent than some hand-holding session was. Tried and true to the nature of moonlacing however, it wasn't enough. Even this still wasn't enough. He wants more. To give her even more.
So he continues at it, lapping at her folds a little faster, now that the warmup was over with. His instincts were guiding him to do more for her, and if the soft sound of kisses between her legs combined with how focused he was on running his tongue against her clit was, anything to go by, he'd be upping the ante sooner than later. ]
[ It's getting warmer and warmer in Cloud's room, and for someone who's not even wearing any pants, it should be concerning. Weiss knows why it's happening, at least, so she doesn't think too much of it.
But she would very much like it if her shirt was off, or at the very least, unbuttoned.
Her back arches, and her moans get a little less controlled. The birds chirping outside are still louder, but just a little more, and Weiss would probably match their volume. Cloud's idea of making it up to her is definitely a good one; there are other ways, of course, but being treated like this? How could she complain? Being pulled from a relaxed and drowsy state to horny and wet without much build up's making her a bit more sensitive than usual. So yes, she's very much enjoying. So much so that she even rolls her hips ever so slightly as she breathes out his name in an attempt to get more. ]
[ Had Cloud been thinking of doing anything more after this, he might have popped the buttons of her shirt open and taken his time in lavishing other parts of her body with attention. Weiss' chest might have been on the smaller side, but that hardly seemed to matter to Cloud. She still drew his eye, and in cases like this, his hands in appreciation of her. His own body was growing hotter with the passing moments, garnering a soft moan against her wet folds as he slightly shifts his position a little bit. Not by a lot- he's still cozy between her legs.
It's just getting a little hard to stay lying flat on his stomach with his own growing arousal. : )
The change in position does lend itself to him pressing against her crotch more firmly, his tongue circling her clit before closing his mouth over her entrance, slowly shaking in circles. Over and over again as he lets out a low, gentle hum. He resists the urge to close his thighs, to ignore how turned on he was getting just from the dizzying amount of Chroma they're sharing in, let alone her moans that ring like music in his ears. He wants to hear even more of it, even as he pulls back with a small, wet pop to breath. ]
Haa... haa...
[ The Sanguis moon is doing a damn good job of burning any rational thought from his mind, leaving only the lupine man panting so heatedly against her sensitive entrance. Her rolling hips and the way she breaths his name tells him all he needs to know. Why stop a good thing? So it's a good thing he only stops for a couple seconds before he can't help doing what he did before, focusing on her clit as laps and strokes her with his tongue. His heightened hearing, as well as just how thrilling the scent of sex was to him, left him keeping his attention focused almost exclusively on her pleasure. What made her moan louder, what got her hips grinding against his mouth harder. He'll keep doing this until she comes undone for him, again and again if he has to. ]
[ Weiss isn't even doing anything, but her breath has become laboured and heavy. She's not sure what the difference is between the colours that she sees, or if there's even a difference between white and beige and black and blue. Everything's a blur, and there's no point in having opened her eyes.
She had her hands on the sheets, gripping onto them tightly as Cloud keeps working her up, more and more. The pressure is so pleasurable and it's building up quickly that she twists as much as she can, facing one side, and then the other. It's so difficult to keep her composure now, and she folds her legs, bringing them closer to her in an attempt to get things together. The latter isn't working at all... especially not when she's trying so hard to catch her breath, too. ]
[ Just a little more... There's a way in which Weiss is turning and moving against him that tells him that she's being driven up the wall and then some. There's a satisfied little noise he makes as he continues to stroke her with his tongue, telling in his own satisfaction that he's managing to do so much for her. Who knew that Cloud had this curious of a side to him? It's paying off in spades. His hand brushes over the side of her hip as he can feel her arching against him, only briefly surprised by the way she folds her legs around his head.
Harder, Cloud. Don't stop, he tells himself as it feels like she's effectively grinding against his face. It's hard not to want to do more; so much so that he can't resist taking it a step further. His tongue, so wet between her own arousal and his saliva, drags long and slow from the bottom of her folds to the top, flicking at her clit before he's rolling it against her entrance. Again and again... until he finally presses his tongue between her tight folds, moaning hotly against her pussy as he slowly moves deeper with it, until his nose is basically rubbing against her clit at the same time. ]
[ It feels like her whole body is getting trapped in something and she has to move around to fit in the space. Her toes clench, and her hips push forward a little, uncontrollably this time. She bites her lower lip until it's just as red as her face and her neck so she doesn't end up making more noise than she's already been making. Whimpers still escape though, cries of both pleasure and the desperate need to control herself. It's... honestly different to have someone go down on your compared to Weiss' other experiences. Both are pleasurable, but Weiss feels like she's drowning right now with barely any chance of getting back up to breathe.
At some point during it all, her hand balls part of Cloud's hair, pulling on it slightly. She doesn't want to be rough, in fact telling Cloud not to be rough with her today and last night, but the sensation is just far too much. It's consuming her whole. ]
Cloud, ah—
[ But she's released eventually, and she's given air and she's able to breathe again. It's when she stops moving, legs unfolding and relaxing, that she lets out one last whimper. She's washed by the feeling of contentment, and she's going to need a moment until she can see colour again.
But... hey! The regen spell seemed to work... No more pain! ]
[ Toes clenched? Hips pushing forward? The whimpers that escape her as he refuses to relent? Little victories that only continue to pile up. More and more. When Weiss' fist tightens in Cloud's hair, it sends a pleasant, throbbing sensation through from his head all the way down his body. There's something about the fact that he's getting this reaction out of her that leaves him with his own sense of satisfaction. His tongue continues to work, less thrusting inside of her and more rolling against her inner walls as it rubs against sensitive spots made even more maddening by the effects of Moonlacing.
Then she comes undone, and as she comes for him, he instinctively pulls back, his tongue circling over her clit to prolong those euphoric waves. He lets out one more heated moan against her, his fluffier ears twitching as she holds his hair. When she stops moving and relaxes, his pace slows. But he doesn't quite stop either, his lips making a wet sound against her as he gently sucks. His deep blues look up at Weiss from behind the veil of blond bangs, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest beneath the disheveled button-up shirt she borrowed. Seeing her awash with such contentment has his face burning even hotter than before, colour trailing down his own neck too.
A sigh escapes his lips as he pushes himself up on all fours, palms pressed on either side of her midsection. His mouth was still wet from all the work he did between her legs, and just before he's about to lick his lips clean, he catches himself. Bringing the back of his hand up to his face, he wipes it away before asking as if he'd just caught his breath, ]
How're you feeling?
[ He honestly means after he healed her, but. Two birds with one stone? /// dkajfhs ]
[ Whatever Cloud said, she wasn't able to hear it. Weiss can't see or hear anything right now, and she's a little lost in this relaxed state she's in that she can barely speak. The ringing in her ears does down eventually, though, and the first thing she's able to hear is how she's breathing through her mouth.
Give her a moment. ]
I can't believe you...
[ She says it after a soft huff of laughter because what the fuck just happened. First there was that weird magic and then he went down on her and it just felt good all around. It's not something the regrets, per se, but thinking about how it happened and what happened now that she's not as horny as earlier, it's embarrassing.
Weiss' face is flush red, and when she opens her eyes and sees him, she feels more blood rush to her cheeks. She looks away immediately, fixing her panties as she squirms a little without moving much. ]
[ As Weiss lets out that soft little huff, he can't help subtly smirking to himself. Call it a boost from his moon, but even Cloud was having a hard time wrapping his head around what he just did. But he liked it. Between last night and the dizzying Chroma he got just by association of going down on her, he's still satisfied. ...horny? Honestly, kind of. It's hard not to want to kiss her again or pick up right where they left off last night. Give him a reason to have to use that Materia of his again.
But he's also satisfied. And also not entirely changed from the shy swordsman she'd come to know. So when she looks up at him and blushes hard, her admittedly cute reaction gets him feeling flustered too. As she fixes her panties, he shuffles off to her side as he decides to sit up with his back partially to her. ]
Good.
[ The only reason he's not laying back down is because, well. He's kind of in the middle of mentally willing his arousal down after getting riled up from eating her out. ]
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[ Cloud can hide all he likes, but Weiss has had an experience of Cloud affected by the Sanguis moon. She's not sure if he's any different now, but... she just has a feeling that he might be looking for more. ]
How are your Chroma levels?
[ She says it sleepily, rolling so she can face him. Well... his back, anyway. ]
[ Truth be told, Cloud was more or less turned on by what he was doing earlier. The sudden snap reaction after getting his Aura unlocked, getting drained to practically zero, and his body's lupine instincts going into overdrive, culminated into the rougher man she'd spent the night with. This? Was different. If he said that he wanted more (and he...did), that was Cloud talking. Not the Sanguis moon tugging on his proverbial leash.
But that also meant that this feeling was far more easy to control. ]
Uh...? Oh, right. Let's see... [ As he touches his bracer and turns it on, his ears tuck back when he lets out big yet quiet yawn. After forgetting for about ten seconds that he can just swipe down on his panel to bring up the Chroma gauge, he shifts on the bed a bit more so that he's turning more towards her. And the subtle sleepiness in his eyes all but vanishes as they widen. And his face starts turning red again. ] Well. Uh...
[ Well? How are your Chroma levels, Cloud? He looks down at Weiss where she's laying to face him, sporting nothing but his own shirt and it all hits him like a ton of bricks. Between last night's foreplay, the amount of time they spent having sex, playing with his hair and ears, sleeping together throughout the night, and now that 'healing' stunt of his he pulled? ]
[ God!! It's not like she regrets everything that happened since he pulled her into his apartment, but somehow, knowing that he got so much Chroma from all that they've done is just too much!
That's when Cloud's pillow is going to get pulled from his side of the bed and thrown at his face. ]
[ He deserves it!!! Weiss is not at all sorry for what she did, even if there was a little Aura infused in that pillow that hit him. He can take it for sure, and even if he couldn't, she doesn't care.
Seriously!! How embarrassing. Her face is flushed red even when she turns away with the intent to get up. ]
I'm going to go get dressed.
[ So she can leave and be done with him!!!!!!!! 😤 ]
[ He lets out a strained sigh as he sits back up, having been sent flopping over after a little pillow-to-face action. He rubs his nose (he's not bleeding. icon for dramatic effect), a confused frown crossing his lips as he blinks. Cloud honest to goodness really...doesn't...know what he did wrong. Nothing's wrong. Frankly he did everything mostly right. ]
[ Weiss has completely forgotten the offer for coffee yesterday. It's a new day now though, and she can't start her day without at least one cup. So get to it, Cloud!!
She finally gets out of bed to grab her clothes from Cloud's closet. He'd been the on to put her clothes in there yesterday, but she needs a moment to herself to kick the embarrassment away. In fact, she may go out later to buy a new pair of shoes.
If Cloud is going to embarrass her like this, she may as well get something good out of it. ]
Oh...! [ His back straightens and the hairs on the back of his neck stand up from that little snap of hers. Seems like after all that 'warming up' he did for her, it's back to icy business. He'll ask what he did (and figure it out later) another time. Instead, he's basically fighting the urge to go 'yes ma'am' as he gets out of bed too. Stretching and arching his back, he does a couple of squats at the foot of the bed while she goes to his closet to get back her clothes.
Good thing Weiss probably has plenty more Chroma for that 'new pair of shoes' investment. 🐺
He's clothed with pyjama pants and a shirt already, so he's in the clear to step out anyways. Remembering how he dropped a cup last night before she came over, when he's alone in the kitchen getting everything ready, he flexes his grip. There's a lot more strength back in these hands again. Back to normal and then some... Sheesh. It's not like she's the only one who was embarrassed by the amount they made. As the coffee perks and the pot is going, he sits at the kitchen table by himself. Panty must be still sleeping or elsewhere right now. He doesn't even see Chuck around.
Phew. But then the realization hits him. ]
Milk and sugar? How many teaspoons?
[ Yes he's texting her from the kitchen to his bedroom. ]
[ As he's pulling out the milk (sorry, no heavier cream. ...at least it's not skimmed or 1%?), he peers back over his shoulder to Weiss as she comes out with his shirt. ]
Oh. I've got a basket in the corner of my room. [ A beat. ] Just leave it on the couch. I'll go put it back later.
[ The pot just finishes as he pours her mug of coffee. It's got a wolf on the side. He pours it to about three-quarters full, leaving room for more than enough milk. While he grabs the sugar and a tablespoon, ]
You hungry? I'm no cook, but...breakfast's not hard.
[ She'll just do as he says, then. He knows his way in his apartment better than she does, after all. And with the shirt taken care of, she takes a seat at the dining table and waits for the coffee to be given to her. ]
Breakfast would be lovely. [ ... Although it would be awkward to be served, really. The hands on her lap grip her knees a little tighter as she gathers some courage, and then: ] I can help.
[ Cloud places the coffee down in front of her as she agrees to some breakfast, nodding before turning back around and kneeling down into the clean yet untidy mess of pots and pans beneath the counter.
Now where did he put those frying pans... smfh this is why Tifa and Marlene never let the boys in the kitchen. When Weiss pipes back up to offer her help, he stops rummaging for a second to look over his shoulder. As easy as it was to have the kneejerk response of "oh, you don't have to if you don't want to. i can do it," his answer may surprise her as he nonchalantly goes back to pulling out a couple of frying pans. ]
There's eggs and a fresh package of bacon in the fridge, if you wanna pull those out for me?
[ Reeeeaches further into the back of the cabinet he's kneeling by. Almost got 'em! ]
There's pancake mix...ah- in the cupboard by the fridge- [ Got his pans. Victory. ] -if you want.
[ Weiss did say she can help, so when Cloud starts giving instructions, she's quick on the move. She's at least cooked pancakes before, and even eggs and bacon, so whatever Cloud is thinking of eating, she really can help with! Thankfully it's not overly complicated like souffle or whatever... The apartment might burn. ]
I like small ones. [ The pancakes, she means.
She meets a challenge, though. She doesn't have shoes on right now, so she's really only 5'0" tall. Even on her tiptoes, she can't reach the cupboard. ]
[ When he gets up, dual-wielding a pair of frying pans, he stops to watch Weiss from behind. Even on her tippy toes, she couldn't quite reach. He can't help cracking a small smile before setting them down on the counter. Stepping in behind her, he reaches past her shoulder to open the cupboard and grab the box of dry mix pancake batter. It's nothing fancy- just add water. But they'll turn out surprisingly fluffy! Must be good mix. ]
Here.
[ He gives it to her before stepping back to go grab a bowl. Tifa was the one who usually cooked for the family back home, so Cloud heading his kitchen (let alone sharing it with someone) was new for him. ...but it's kind of fun. If he had a wolf tail, it'd be wagging right now as he worked. Honestly he's winging it and relying on common sense while he places the bowl and measuring cup on the counter too. ]
How d'you like your eggs? [ He can do more than just scrambled. Promise. ]
[ It's a good thing Weiss isn't all that conscious about her height. She knows she's short, which is why she wears three-inch heels, but she's not that bothered by it that she gets mad at short jokes or whatever. If she were more sensitive to the topic, she would have chewed Cloud out for even asking her to get the pancake mix. Right now? This is nothing. ]
Sunny, with the yolk a little runny.
[ Don't judge her! :( Anyway, she takes out a pack of pancake mix from the box and looks around. The cupboard where Cloud got the pans from isn't that high, so she looks for a bowl there. ]
[ It's okay Weiss- neither is Cloud. He may be taller than her, but a good majority of the men here (Prismal or Moonblessed) had at least a couple or more inches over him too. Besides, for the taller blond, there's better things to tease or crack a dry joke over. ]
Mm? You looking for something? [ A beat. ] I got a bowl on the counter already.
[ Now he's just gotta figure out how to do a proper Sunny with slightly runny so that he doesn't ruin it... But first, he's gonna get the bacon started first. He's not sure if he can pull off frying bacon and then using some leftover bacon grease for the eggs yet. So he's just gonna make them separate from each other for now. When the pan starts to approach getting hot beneath his palm, he takes the newly opened pack of bacon and starts placing them in piece by piece with a quiet sizzle at first. ]
By the way, [ He remembers from last night. She's musically inclined. It's small talk. He doesn't care. They're making breakfast. ] do you play piano?
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Which leads him to occasionally mixing things up, but not until he's spent ample time rolling his tongue over her clit. Then alternating to more open-mouthed kisses, hot sighs against her pussy as he hums softly against her. The taste of her on his tongue, the sheer amount of Chroma that this is giving the both of them, it's far more potent than some hand-holding session was. Tried and true to the nature of moonlacing however, it wasn't enough. Even this still wasn't enough. He wants more. To give her even more.
So he continues at it, lapping at her folds a little faster, now that the warmup was over with. His instincts were guiding him to do more for her, and if the soft sound of kisses between her legs combined with how focused he was on running his tongue against her clit was, anything to go by, he'd be upping the ante sooner than later. ]
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But she would very much like it if her shirt was off, or at the very least, unbuttoned.
Her back arches, and her moans get a little less controlled. The birds chirping outside are still louder, but just a little more, and Weiss would probably match their volume. Cloud's idea of making it up to her is definitely a good one; there are other ways, of course, but being treated like this? How could she complain? Being pulled from a relaxed and drowsy state to horny and wet without much build up's making her a bit more sensitive than usual. So yes, she's very much enjoying. So much so that she even rolls her hips ever so slightly as she breathes out his name in an attempt to get more. ]
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It's just getting a little hard to stay lying flat on his stomach with his own growing arousal. : )
The change in position does lend itself to him pressing against her crotch more firmly, his tongue circling her clit before closing his mouth over her entrance, slowly shaking in circles. Over and over again as he lets out a low, gentle hum. He resists the urge to close his thighs, to ignore how turned on he was getting just from the dizzying amount of Chroma they're sharing in, let alone her moans that ring like music in his ears. He wants to hear even more of it, even as he pulls back with a small, wet pop to breath. ]
Haa... haa...
[ The Sanguis moon is doing a damn good job of burning any rational thought from his mind, leaving only the lupine man panting so heatedly against her sensitive entrance. Her rolling hips and the way she breaths his name tells him all he needs to know. Why stop a good thing? So it's a good thing he only stops for a couple seconds before he can't help doing what he did before, focusing on her clit as laps and strokes her with his tongue. His heightened hearing, as well as just how thrilling the scent of sex was to him, left him keeping his attention focused almost exclusively on her pleasure. What made her moan louder, what got her hips grinding against his mouth harder. He'll keep doing this until she comes undone for him, again and again if he has to. ]
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She had her hands on the sheets, gripping onto them tightly as Cloud keeps working her up, more and more. The pressure is so pleasurable and it's building up quickly that she twists as much as she can, facing one side, and then the other. It's so difficult to keep her composure now, and she folds her legs, bringing them closer to her in an attempt to get things together. The latter isn't working at all... especially not when she's trying so hard to catch her breath, too. ]
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Harder, Cloud. Don't stop, he tells himself as it feels like she's effectively grinding against his face. It's hard not to want to do more; so much so that he can't resist taking it a step further. His tongue, so wet between her own arousal and his saliva, drags long and slow from the bottom of her folds to the top, flicking at her clit before he's rolling it against her entrance. Again and again... until he finally presses his tongue between her tight folds, moaning hotly against her pussy as he slowly moves deeper with it, until his nose is basically rubbing against her clit at the same time. ]
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At some point during it all, her hand balls part of Cloud's hair, pulling on it slightly. She doesn't want to be rough, in fact telling Cloud not to be rough with her today and last night, but the sensation is just far too much. It's consuming her whole. ]
Cloud, ah—
[ But she's released eventually, and she's given air and she's able to breathe again. It's when she stops moving, legs unfolding and relaxing, that she lets out one last whimper. She's washed by the feeling of contentment, and she's going to need a moment until she can see colour again.
But... hey! The regen spell seemed to work... No more pain! ]
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Then she comes undone, and as she comes for him, he instinctively pulls back, his tongue circling over her clit to prolong those euphoric waves. He lets out one more heated moan against her, his fluffier ears twitching as she holds his hair. When she stops moving and relaxes, his pace slows. But he doesn't quite stop either, his lips making a wet sound against her as he gently sucks. His deep blues look up at Weiss from behind the veil of blond bangs, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest beneath the disheveled button-up shirt she borrowed. Seeing her awash with such contentment has his face burning even hotter than before, colour trailing down his own neck too.
A sigh escapes his lips as he pushes himself up on all fours, palms pressed on either side of her midsection. His mouth was still wet from all the work he did between her legs, and just before he's about to lick his lips clean, he catches himself. Bringing the back of his hand up to his face, he wipes it away before asking as if he'd just caught his breath, ]
How're you feeling?
[ He honestly means after he healed her, but. Two birds with one stone? /// dkajfhs ]
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Give her a moment. ]
I can't believe you...
[ She says it after a soft huff of laughter because what the fuck just happened. First there was that weird magic and then he went down on her and it just felt good all around. It's not something the regrets, per se, but thinking about how it happened and what happened now that she's not as horny as earlier, it's embarrassing.
Weiss' face is flush red, and when she opens her eyes and sees him, she feels more blood rush to her cheeks. She looks away immediately, fixing her panties as she squirms a little without moving much. ]
You helped. Thank- Thank you.
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But he's also satisfied. And also not entirely changed from the shy swordsman she'd come to know. So when she looks up at him and blushes hard, her admittedly cute reaction gets him feeling flustered too. As she fixes her panties, he shuffles off to her side as he decides to sit up with his back partially to her. ]
Good.
[ The only reason he's not laying back down is because, well. He's kind of in the middle of mentally willing his arousal down after getting riled up from eating her out. ]
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How are your Chroma levels?
[ She says it sleepily, rolling so she can face him. Well... his back, anyway. ]
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But that also meant that this feeling was far more easy to control. ]
Uh...? Oh, right. Let's see... [ As he touches his bracer and turns it on, his ears tuck back when he lets out big yet quiet yawn. After forgetting for about ten seconds that he can just swipe down on his panel to bring up the Chroma gauge, he shifts on the bed a bit more so that he's turning more towards her. And the subtle sleepiness in his eyes all but vanishes as they widen. And his face starts turning red again. ] Well. Uh...
[ Well? How are your Chroma levels, Cloud? He looks down at Weiss where she's laying to face him, sporting nothing but his own shirt and it all hits him like a ton of bricks. Between last night's foreplay, the amount of time they spent having sex, playing with his hair and ears, sleeping together throughout the night, and now that 'healing' stunt of his he pulled? ]
Higher than they were pre-Aura unlock.
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[ God!! It's not like she regrets everything that happened since he pulled her into his apartment, but somehow, knowing that he got so much Chroma from all that they've done is just too much!
That's when Cloud's pillow is going to get pulled from his side of the bed and thrown at his face. ]
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Seriously!! How embarrassing. Her face is flushed red even when she turns away with the intent to get up. ]
I'm going to go get dressed.
[ So she can leave and be done with him!!!!!!!! 😤 ]
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icon for dramatic effect), a confused frown crossing his lips as he blinks. Cloud honest to goodness really...doesn't...know what he did wrong. Nothing's wrong. Frankly he did everythingmostlyright. ]Ahh, sure.
[ ... .... ..... ]
You um...still want that coffee? Or...
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[ Weiss has completely forgotten the offer for coffee yesterday. It's a new day now though, and she can't start her day without at least one cup. So get to it, Cloud!!
She finally gets out of bed to grab her clothes from Cloud's closet. He'd been the on to put her clothes in there yesterday, but she needs a moment to herself to kick the embarrassment away. In fact, she may go out later to buy a new pair of shoes.
If Cloud is going to embarrass her like this, she may as well get something good out of it. ]
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Good thing Weiss probably has plenty more Chroma for that 'new pair of shoes' investment. 🐺
He's clothed with pyjama pants and a shirt already, so he's in the clear to step out anyways. Remembering how he dropped a cup last night before she came over, when he's alone in the kitchen getting everything ready, he flexes his grip. There's a lot more strength back in these hands again. Back to normal and then some... Sheesh. It's not like she's the only one who was embarrassed by the amount they made. As the coffee perks and the pot is going, he sits at the kitchen table by himself. Panty must be still sleeping or elsewhere right now. He doesn't even see Chuck around.
Phew. But then the realization hits him. ]
Milk and sugar? How many teaspoons?
[ Yes he's texting her from the kitchen to his bedroom. ]
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She has the shirt she wore the night before in her arms, half-folded. She's not really sure where the laundry basket is, so she'd ask him, too. ]
Hey, where do you put the dirty laundry?
[ Oh, and right— and once Cloud tells her what to do with the shirt, she addresses the treatment to her coffee. ]
Lots of cream, one tablespoon of sugar.
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[ As he's pulling out the milk (sorry, no heavier cream. ...at least it's not skimmed or 1%?), he peers back over his shoulder to Weiss as she comes out with his shirt. ]
Oh. I've got a basket in the corner of my room. [ A beat. ] Just leave it on the couch. I'll go put it back later.
[ The pot just finishes as he pours her mug of coffee. It's got a wolf on the side. He pours it to about three-quarters full, leaving room for more than enough milk. While he grabs the sugar and a tablespoon, ]
You hungry? I'm no cook, but...breakfast's not hard.
[ Sugar in. Stir stir stir. ]
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[ She'll just do as he says, then. He knows his way in his apartment better than she does, after all. And with the shirt taken care of, she takes a seat at the dining table and waits for the coffee to be given to her. ]
Breakfast would be lovely. [ ... Although it would be awkward to be served, really. The hands on her lap grip her knees a little tighter as she gathers some courage, and then: ] I can help.
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Now where did he put those frying pans... smfh this is why Tifa and Marlene never let the boys in the kitchen. When Weiss pipes back up to offer her help, he stops rummaging for a second to look over his shoulder. As easy as it was to have the kneejerk response of "oh, you don't have to if you don't want to. i can do it," his answer may surprise her as he nonchalantly goes back to pulling out a couple of frying pans. ]
There's eggs and a fresh package of bacon in the fridge, if you wanna pull those out for me?
[ Reeeeaches further into the back of the cabinet he's kneeling by. Almost got 'em! ]
There's pancake mix...ah- in the cupboard by the fridge- [ Got his pans. Victory. ] -if you want.
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I like small ones. [ The pancakes, she means.
She meets a challenge, though. She doesn't have shoes on right now, so she's really only 5'0" tall. Even on her tiptoes, she can't reach the cupboard. ]
Um. A little help?
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Here.
[ He gives it to her before stepping back to go grab a bowl. Tifa was the one who usually cooked for the family back home, so Cloud heading his kitchen (let alone sharing it with someone) was new for him. ...but it's kind of fun. If he had a wolf tail, it'd be wagging right now as he worked. Honestly he's winging it and relying on common sense while he places the bowl and measuring cup on the counter too. ]
How d'you like your eggs? [ He can do more than just scrambled. Promise. ]
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[ It's a good thing Weiss isn't all that conscious about her height. She knows she's short, which is why she wears three-inch heels, but she's not that bothered by it that she gets mad at short jokes or whatever. If she were more sensitive to the topic, she would have chewed Cloud out for even asking her to get the pancake mix. Right now? This is nothing. ]
Sunny, with the yolk a little runny.
[ Don't judge her! :( Anyway, she takes out a pack of pancake mix from the box and looks around. The cupboard where Cloud got the pans from isn't that high, so she looks for a bowl there. ]
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Mm? You looking for something? [ A beat. ] I got a bowl on the counter already.
[ Now he's just gotta figure out how to do a proper Sunny with slightly runny so that he doesn't ruin it... But first, he's gonna get the bacon started first. He's not sure if he can pull off frying bacon and then using some leftover bacon grease for the eggs yet. So he's just gonna make them separate from each other for now. When the pan starts to approach getting hot beneath his palm, he takes the newly opened pack of bacon and starts placing them in piece by piece with a quiet sizzle at first. ]
By the way, [ He remembers from last night. She's musically inclined. It's small talk. He doesn't care. They're making breakfast. ] do you play piano?
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