[ Weiss' voice tapers off, her moans turning into whispers that get whisked away by the wind until no one can hear them anymore. At least, that's how it is at the start. The longer this goes on and the crazier the butterflies in her stomach feels, she's unable to control her volume. Nothing boisterous, mind. Weiss would never.
She says his name, eyes closed, not even looking at him when she calls him. Cloud needn't respond. Not verbally, anyway. She begins to find purchase in those spikes of his, fingers very slowly making their way to weave in them. Each second that passes when she rolls her hips and whispers her approval gets her holding onto him more. One particular instance has her thighs twitch, and she feels as if she's pushed closer to the edge. ]
Oh, Cloud—
[ KNOCK KNOCK!! "Miss Schnee, we'll be closing backstage in twenty minutes." And some more noise from outside can be heard, probably security scuttling off to tell the other patrons.
Weiss doesn't completely freeze or anything. Were she more herself, she'd be making up some lame excuse as to why she's taking so long. Instead, all that comes out is: ]
Okay! Thank you... just— [ 'til her words turn into nothing but heavy breaths. ]
[ Cloud is getting just as much riled up as his girlfriend was. Right now, he's wholeheartedly focused on getting her off; he wants to set those butterflies in her stomach ablaze. There's a soft hum of approval when he can hear her voice picking up some more, not saying anything verbally as he fights the urge to melt at her fingers weaving through his hair. If they were at home having a rest, he'd be in sheer bliss having her brushing his hair; here though? It's an entirely different feeling. He could stop caressing her thighs and start stroking at himself between his legs, the heavy strain in his pants becoming tighter with each throb he can feel. Those same addictive throbs that want release from her. He wants it in every conceivable way possible. Deep inside her, stroked by delicate hands, swelling her throat as she blows him deep, threatening to make a mess of her chest as he pumps up between them, until it was Weiss' turn to have Cloud's voice tremble and beg her name.
She rolls her hips, and he presses himself more closely against her crotch as he draws deep of her warmth and wetness. Just a little more... ]
Ahh...?
[ Yeah? Gonna cum for him? If his mouth weren't preoccupied right now, he might have let that tongue of his fly with words to burn her up with. Even when that very loud knock disturbs them, it's only for a fleeting moment on Cloud's end. Because Weiss wasn't moving. She wasn't tapping him to stop. So of course he was going to make these twenty minutes the best she's had in a while. He moans, suckling on her clit as his fingers continue at the same pace as before, a little deeper to help coax her back. She's right there...
He wants her to come undone with embarrassment as he ignores the security. ]
[ Weiss doesn't want to stop. Not now. Not when her pussy is throbbing with need and she's getting what she wants out of it. If security had knocked and told her to hurry up, she would have yelled at them to leave her alone. Which, admittedly, is not a very nice thing to do, but when you have your boyfriend eating you out like this, the Right Things To Do go out the window.
Twenty minutes, she repeats it in her head, but she doesn't think they'll need that long, anyway. Not when she's pulling on Cloud's hair already. ]
Cloud... [ Her thighs twitch, and her legs try to close as the pressure just keeps building up. More. Weiss says his name again, begging him to keep going. More. She says his name with less control over her tone and her entire body. She's squirming in place as she bites down on her lip. Soft whimpers grow louder as her fingers mess up his hair. She can't make sense of anything anymore— what she's doing, where she is, what's happening. And she would cry for more, but she feels as if the roller coaster she'd been riding just went down the steepest slope all of a sudden. What pressure she'd been holding onto just disappears when she comes, and she lets out a whimper of relief.
It's good she's seated, because her whole body's turned limp. What strength she had earlier on has just completely dissipated, and all she wants to do is lay down. ]
[ Twenty minutes was a courtesy to the man nestled between her legs. Though in the heat of the moment, there's a sense of clarity Cloud feels. Normally, he'd be on the brink of losing control and wanting to keep escalating things; he'd either let her return the favor or help her back up in her seat before pleasuring her again. Check the time and see if they have enough minutes before he listens to her innocently cover her mouth to try not to cry out. For the time being, he thinks clearly as he lavishes her pussy with continued strokes of his fingers, laps of his tongue and hums of approval as he whispers for her to come. The twitch of her thighs gets him throbbing hard in his pants, panting heatedly for her to let go.
And sure enough, he helps her ride out the waves of tension, even when he feels her body tighten around his fingers. This in turn earns Weiss a softened moan out of her blond lover, head tingling as her fingers make a mess of his spikes of hair. But even as she tries to find the right words, his soaked digits slowly pulling out of her hot entrance, he doesn't stop with his tongue. He drags his tongue up her slender, wet pussy once, then again...slower still as he swirls his tongue around her exposed, overstimulated clit.
Cloud wants to prolong her pleasure, not content in stopping straightaway just because she finally came for him. His hands keep a steady hold of the insides of her thighs, the blond suckling at her clit one more time before he lets out another warm sigh against her folds, drawing back as he dares to bring his gaze up at his undone girl.
God... Even now, she's irresistible to him, making him wish they had fourty minutes so he can just do this over and over. ]
[ With her heart racing, and something ringing in her ears, it's difficult to tell what exactly Cloud said. She thought she wasn't tired after the contest, but she's just far too relaxed right now to want to do anything. Including talking, apparently. ]
Mm... don't wanna talk...
[ Just carry her like a sack of potatoes at this rate, Cloud. She's going to want a few minutes to recover first before doing anything. Maybe doing something like this in a public (yet private!) place was a bad idea.
(... Winter would have Cloud's head for this, really.) ]
[ If Weiss was going to need a few minutes here, that was going to cool off his own mood since they'd eventually have to tidy up and get ready to leave. But Cloud didn't mind. Hell, when she murmured how she wasn't up for talking right now, he lets out a softer, airy laugh, impulsively swallowing before he gives another gentle rub of the inside of her thighs. With that, he wipes his mouth on the back of his forearm before pushing himself up from between her legs.
But instead of moving away just yet, he can't resist stealing another kiss from his jellylike girlfriend - sensual, slow, a hum of contentment before he draws back to let her breath. ]
Good job.
[ Yes, he's talking about her performance earlier. And the reward he felt she oh-so-rightfully deserved. ]
Ah- [ Standing up, he can immediately tell that going down on her like that's given him a hard-on. His face turns red as he half-turns away from her so he can attempt to...well...readjust his pants. ]
[ Weiss doesn't have to see anything to be able to tell what's happened to Cloud. She doubts that he would've not felt anything after something like that, but this is all based on experience when she does something similar to him. Still, far from her mind right now, especially when her thoughts are so muddled and she's still trying to catch her bearings. ]
I want to go home...
[ Tired? Nah... She wants to be in the privacy of their bedroom and do more. ]
[ That's literally all he needed to hear to know exactly what she meant. Compared to her, he's not in quite a disheveled state. While the thought of continuing in here hadn't left his mind, he also knew how his lover was like after hitting her climax. Luckily for the both of them? He also wants to go home too. Offering her tissues from atop the dresser, he patiently waits for her to come down from her euphoric high, ready to take her home hand-in-hand.
...or in his arms like said sack of potatoes. At least it wouldn't be over his shoulder. kadfsjh ]
[ Cloud should probably leave while Weiss actually gets ready. She still has one more layer to put on, after all, and then she has to put her shoes on. After that? There's still her outfit from earlier which she needs to pack. It'll take her about five to ten more minutes to be ready. ]
... You can go out first.
[ You know, in case security gets suspicious and whatnot. ]
[ He's still not even sure if security was standing right outside or not. It's not like they were being too loud...but oh god. What if they heard?! If it weren't for the kiss he'd given her moments ago, he would have given her another one on the way out now. But now he has to pretend like nothing happened in there if he comes across a guard. Double checking himself, he mentally thanks the fact he's sporting dark pants as he peers over his shoulder, back to his girlfriend in the chair before finally slipping out. ]
...
[ Phew. Coast is clear. He can hear footsteps from down the hallway, but the security never saw him coming out of Weiss' changeroom. And if Weiss comes back out without needing help with a zipper or something and spots her boyfriend leaning against the opposite wall?
He looks like he's brooding. Hard.To get rid of being hard OK??? FDSKJHA ]
[ Weiss tries not to take too long, getting up and fixing herself so she looks clean and proper on their way home! She comes out of her room a few moments later, all dressed up, her hair tied up properly, and her belongings in a bag, including the flowers she'd received, that she's carrying with one hand. Without even saying a word, she takes Cloud's arm and gently tugs on it so he'd stop """brooding""" and hold her hand instead. ]
[ He can hear her coming, but only responds when she approaches him and tugs on his arm. That's his cue. And he's perfectly fine now too! Now was a good time to find some proper privacy; along the way home though, this was going to be a nice walk. Cloud's not even going to bother talking to her about what they did back there until they're truly alone. Hand in hand, he nods and gives hers a squeeze before he leads the way back out from the changeroom area. Sure enough, they pass by the same security guard he'd talked to before when he snuck back here.
"Oh. You two um, have a good night now." ]
We will.
[ Thank god Cloud's the type to deliver his lines so flatly, because luckily for these two? No one suspected a thing. All that's left now is the stroll home.
...and the hope they can hold out long enough to get there. ]
[ And go home they go! The walk there isn't that far, but it should still take them 20 to 30 minutes depending on where they pass. And because they're in an events place? They pass by food stalls and souvenir stalls. The crowd's mostly dispersed, but the stalls remain until everyone's gone. And so? ]
Ice cream.
[ She doesn't even formulate proper sentences to state what she wants. She just tugs on Cloud's hand and points at the stall selling ice cream. From the looks of it, though, the ice cream cups they have are sold out, and it's just popsicles left. ]
[ They don't get far before the quietened streets make it easier to spot what kinds of stalls and shops there are. And sure enough, ]
Huh?
[ At first, he wasn't sure what she was referencing until she points to the ice cream stall. There's red stickers over the flavors and options that are sold out, what with the festivities drawing to a close already. They'd caught them just in time before closing up. Even if there were only popsicles left. He decides to let her lead as he nods. The popsicles are long and easy to eat; lemon, blue raspberry, and cherry flavors with vanilla ice cream underneath.
Cloud pays for theirs, opting for a lemon flavor one himself. Something to cool down with on the way back... ]
[ She orders the blue raspberry one, and just as she's about to pay for the two of them? The vendor laughs and tells her not to worry. She won! And therefore, deserves a prize. The popsicles are on the house! And the former heiress couldn't be more thrilled. She would have insisted, but... something as small as this? She'll happily take it. And she'll remember the vendor's face so she can look for them again next time. ]
Thank you.
[ And with that done? They can go back on their walk home! Weiss can't hold Cloud's hand anymore with both hands busy, but she sticks close to him, anyway. It's not cold or anything, but she still wants to be near him regardless. ]
[ As the two attempted settling who would pay, he's equally surprised when the vendor offers it to them for free. Over something as little as this? It's hard to say no. Far be it from Cloud to be stubborn over a couple little popsicles. ]
Thanks.
[ He offers a light wave, silently committing their face to memory as best he can for next time too. Undoing the plastic wrapping over his popsicle, he stuffs the garbage into his pocket for now until they can either find a bin, or make it home. ]
Yeah. How 'bout that. A star in Lunatia. A rising star here...
[ He's dating a celebrity in the making! Not that that's the point. He knew how happy it made her to be able to sing and perform back in the troupe on Prismatica. ]
[ Ugh... she rolls her eyes and jabs him with her elbow at that comment. It's so embarrassing, Cloud?? ]
You don't have to say it like that.
[ But if she lets herself? She's sure she can achieve the same sort of fame here as she did in Lunatia. It's something she considers now in order to gain the favour of many. And if she has a lot of people backing her up? Finding a way to save Remnant and turn the tides seems more possible than it was before.
For now, though, she'll enjoy her ice cream. Removing the plastic and throwing it in the bin, she gives the tip a gentle suck, letting her tongue roll around to get a taste of the berry. 👅 ]
[ Sort of. But he's more amused when she jabs him with her elbow, feigning being hurt before he sucks on the end of his lemon popsicle. Definitely has that "artificial lemon" taste to it. That didn't make it bad though. Minding his own business, Cloud keeps his eyes on the road ahead as the crowds thin out even further. ]
...
[ Until he spares a glance back Weiss' way just in time to watch her swirling her tongue around the tip of her berry-flavored popsicle. His own ice cream is stuck in his mouth, cheeks turning red as he realizes too late he's staring. Um. She wasn't doing that on purpose. She's just savoring her treat. Yeah. ]
...
[ Heart? Stop that. Stop bumping in his chest. He takes a forceful bite on the end of his popsicle. ]
[ Shit. Was he caught?! His voice almost cracks as he lets the ice cream melt in his mouth before swallowing. Bad time to get a brain freeze now, but he's in the clear. ]
[ It's a bad idea to look at him so curiously as she goes back to her popsicle, isn't it? Weiss certainly hasn't considered it, more concerned about Cloud acting weird all of a sudden. ]
Hm?
[ She's about to ask what's wrong when the vanilla oozes out of her popsicle, perhaps because of how her teeth had grazed a part of the ice cream and all. Fortunately, it doesn't drip on her dress. She'd hate if it stained! Just that now her skin, just above her chest that isn't covered by her cardigan, is sticky. ]
Oh, I should— [ CLOUD HELP NOW THE POPSICLE IS MELTING AND DRIPPING EVERYWHERE 😫😫😫 For a moment, she's not sure if she should take care of herself first, or take care of the melting ice cream. It's only for a second that she looks to Cloud for help, because her brain just stops when she just... takes the popsicle back into her mouth. That... helped????? ]
[ They're perfectly comfortable around one another. But now seems hardly appropriate to confess that his dumb brain was mulling the old "what if we stayed in the dressing room" scenario. So when she focuses on him even further amidst his suspicious behavior, he clears his throat out of habit before preparing to come up with an excuse. That is, until creamy vanilla drops onto her skin just above her chest. Aaand his eyes go there. Not gawking, mind, but they're still there as her ice cream melts. Meanwhile, he's instinctively kept his lemon treat upright. Even if the tip he bit from also had vanilla ice cream rolling down the length of his popsicle. ]
Here. Wait. I got it...
[ With his free hand, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a handkerchief. It's just the two of them, so it's no big deal if he nonchalantly just wipes up the sticky white mess on her chest while she's sucking on a popsicle. Right? ]
[ This is completely okay. But somehow, there's something about Cloud being so close to her and tending to her that's making the cool air around them turn hot. Weiss isn't sweating or anything, but she feels uncomfortable being out here like this.
She's able to lick what's melted of her ice cream, so damage control has been done. But... ]
I want to go home faster.
[ ... 😭 Cloud why do we have to walk like peasants ]
[ That's all she needed to say. He stares right back at her, the tension building till it almost felt like one could cut it with a knife. Yet instead of something bad happening at the end of that break... ]
. . .
— — — Later . . . — — —
[ What did Weiss use to say whenever the air got hot and heavy for them? Looking up at him with an expectant look in her eyes, yearning threatening to bubble over like that time he placed an order for them over the phone? "Now?" As the front door slams shut behind them, away from prying eyes even among the more secluded plains of the countryside...it almost feels like an unspoken repeat. The door is their cue.
Now. ]
[ His arms already wrapped around her waist, his back rests against the door as he pulls Weiss flush against him amidst a more hungry kiss, face flush and his whole body pulsing and tingling with the urge to melt on the spot at the feel of her soft lips. Even if this was just one giant burst to get it all out of their system, they were home (and alone. ... hopefully. kjsdhaf) If he could help it, they weren't going to stay in the lobby for very long. ]
[ Her lips are still reminiscent of berries, sweet and a little bit tangy. Weiss can even taste it on Cloud with each kiss that passes, her mouth giving him more and more access.
They're not in Lunatia. The moon outside is just one, and it's not red nor is it blue. There's no external influence this time that pulls the two together. Weiss just wants Cloud, period. Perhaps more than she normally does at this specific time. Perhaps it is fortunate that the two aren't in Lunatia anymore, because they had the patience and decency to wait until they were indoors.
The lights in the kitchen have been switched off. The only lights in the house now are the ones in the foyer and stairs. Looks like Elaine retired early, since Weiss is aware she didn't have any plans this evening. That just means they won't be interrupted here, which is good. But— ]
Upstairs— [ She tells him in between kisses, breath heavy, and with lips swollen. There's a sense of urgency to her tone. Now? No, it's not a question. She's demanding it. ]
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[ Weiss' voice tapers off, her moans turning into whispers that get whisked away by the wind until no one can hear them anymore. At least, that's how it is at the start. The longer this goes on and the crazier the butterflies in her stomach feels, she's unable to control her volume. Nothing boisterous, mind. Weiss would never.
She says his name, eyes closed, not even looking at him when she calls him. Cloud needn't respond. Not verbally, anyway. She begins to find purchase in those spikes of his, fingers very slowly making their way to weave in them. Each second that passes when she rolls her hips and whispers her approval gets her holding onto him more. One particular instance has her thighs twitch, and she feels as if she's pushed closer to the edge. ]
Oh, Cloud—
[ KNOCK KNOCK!! "Miss Schnee, we'll be closing backstage in twenty minutes." And some more noise from outside can be heard, probably security scuttling off to tell the other patrons.
Weiss doesn't completely freeze or anything. Were she more herself, she'd be making up some lame excuse as to why she's taking so long. Instead, all that comes out is: ]
Okay! Thank you... just— [ 'til her words turn into nothing but heavy breaths. ]
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She rolls her hips, and he presses himself more closely against her crotch as he draws deep of her warmth and wetness. Just a little more... ]
Ahh...?
[ Yeah? Gonna cum for him? If his mouth weren't preoccupied right now, he might have let that tongue of his fly with words to burn her up with. Even when that very loud knock disturbs them, it's only for a fleeting moment on Cloud's end. Because Weiss wasn't moving. She wasn't tapping him to stop. So of course he was going to make these twenty minutes the best she's had in a while. He moans, suckling on her clit as his fingers continue at the same pace as before, a little deeper to help coax her back. She's right there...
He wants her to come undone with embarrassment as he ignores the security. ]
Haa... come on...
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Twenty minutes, she repeats it in her head, but she doesn't think they'll need that long, anyway. Not when she's pulling on Cloud's hair already. ]
Cloud... [ Her thighs twitch, and her legs try to close as the pressure just keeps building up. More. Weiss says his name again, begging him to keep going. More. She says his name with less control over her tone and her entire body. She's squirming in place as she bites down on her lip. Soft whimpers grow louder as her fingers mess up his hair. She can't make sense of anything anymore— what she's doing, where she is, what's happening. And she would cry for more, but she feels as if the roller coaster she'd been riding just went down the steepest slope all of a sudden. What pressure she'd been holding onto just disappears when she comes, and she lets out a whimper of relief.
It's good she's seated, because her whole body's turned limp. What strength she had earlier on has just completely dissipated, and all she wants to do is lay down. ]
Oh... mm... that was—
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And sure enough, he helps her ride out the waves of tension, even when he feels her body tighten around his fingers. This in turn earns Weiss a softened moan out of her blond lover, head tingling as her fingers make a mess of his spikes of hair. But even as she tries to find the right words, his soaked digits slowly pulling out of her hot entrance, he doesn't stop with his tongue. He drags his tongue up her slender, wet pussy once, then again...slower still as he swirls his tongue around her exposed, overstimulated clit.
Cloud wants to prolong her pleasure, not content in stopping straightaway just because she finally came for him. His hands keep a steady hold of the insides of her thighs, the blond suckling at her clit one more time before he lets out another warm sigh against her folds, drawing back as he dares to bring his gaze up at his undone girl.
God... Even now, she's irresistible to him, making him wish they had fourty minutes so he can just do this over and over. ]
Hey.
[ Feeling better, princess? ]
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Mm... don't wanna talk...
[ Just carry her like a sack of potatoes at this rate, Cloud. She's going to want a few minutes to recover first before doing anything. Maybe doing something like this in a public (yet private!) place was a bad idea.
(... Winter would have Cloud's head for this, really.) ]
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But instead of moving away just yet, he can't resist stealing another kiss from his jellylike girlfriend - sensual, slow, a hum of contentment before he draws back to let her breath. ]
Good job.
[ Yes, he's talking about her performance earlier. And the reward he felt she oh-so-rightfully deserved. ]
Ah- [ Standing up, he can immediately tell that going down on her like that's given him a hard-on. His face turns red as he half-turns away from her so he can attempt to...well...readjust his pants. ]
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I want to go home...
[ Tired? Nah... She wants to be in the privacy of their bedroom and do more. ]
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[ That's literally all he needed to hear to know exactly what she meant. Compared to her, he's not in quite a disheveled state. While the thought of continuing in here hadn't left his mind, he also knew how his lover was like after hitting her climax. Luckily for the both of them? He also wants to go home too. Offering her tissues from atop the dresser, he patiently waits for her to come down from her euphoric high, ready to take her home hand-in-hand.
...or in his arms like said sack of potatoes. At least it wouldn't be over his shoulder. kadfsjh ]
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... You can go out first.
[ You know, in case security gets suspicious and whatnot. ]
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[ He's still not even sure if security was standing right outside or not. It's not like they were being too loud...but oh god. What if they heard?! If it weren't for the kiss he'd given her moments ago, he would have given her another one on the way out now. But now he has to pretend like nothing happened in there if he comes across a guard. Double checking himself, he mentally thanks the fact he's sporting dark pants as he peers over his shoulder, back to his girlfriend in the chair before finally slipping out. ]
...
[ Phew. Coast is clear. He can hear footsteps from down the hallway, but the security never saw him coming out of Weiss' changeroom. And if Weiss comes back out
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We can go now.
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"Oh. You two um, have a good night now." ]
We will.
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Ice cream.
[ She doesn't even formulate proper sentences to state what she wants. She just tugs on Cloud's hand and points at the stall selling ice cream. From the looks of it, though, the ice cream cups they have are sold out, and it's just popsicles left. ]
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Huh?
[ At first, he wasn't sure what she was referencing until she points to the ice cream stall. There's red stickers over the flavors and options that are sold out, what with the festivities drawing to a close already. They'd caught them just in time before closing up. Even if there were only popsicles left. He decides to let her lead as he nods. The popsicles are long and easy to eat; lemon, blue raspberry, and cherry flavors with vanilla ice cream underneath.
Cloud pays for theirs, opting for a lemon flavor one himself. Something to cool down with on the way back... ]
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Thank you.
[ And with that done? They can go back on their walk home! Weiss can't hold Cloud's hand anymore with both hands busy, but she sticks close to him, anyway. It's not cold or anything, but she still wants to be near him regardless. ]
This is one perk I wouldn't mind having.
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Thanks.
[ He offers a light wave, silently committing their face to memory as best he can for next time too. Undoing the plastic wrapping over his popsicle, he stuffs the garbage into his pocket for now until they can either find a bin, or make it home. ]
Yeah. How 'bout that. A star in Lunatia. A rising star here...
[ He's dating a celebrity in the making! Not that that's the point. He knew how happy it made her to be able to sing and perform back in the troupe on Prismatica. ]
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You don't have to say it like that.
[ But if she lets herself? She's sure she can achieve the same sort of fame here as she did in Lunatia. It's something she considers now in order to gain the favour of many. And if she has a lot of people backing her up? Finding a way to save Remnant and turn the tides seems more possible than it was before.
For now, though, she'll enjoy her ice cream. Removing the plastic and throwing it in the bin, she gives the tip a gentle suck, letting her tongue roll around to get a taste of the berry. 👅 ]
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[ Sort of. But he's more amused when she jabs him with her elbow, feigning being hurt before he sucks on the end of his lemon popsicle. Definitely has that "artificial lemon" taste to it. That didn't make it bad though. Minding his own business, Cloud keeps his eyes on the road ahead as the crowds thin out even further. ]
...
[ Until he spares a glance back Weiss' way just in time to watch her swirling her tongue around the tip of her berry-flavored popsicle. His own ice cream is stuck in his mouth, cheeks turning red as he realizes too late he's staring. Um. She wasn't doing that on purpose. She's just savoring her treat. Yeah. ]
...
[ Heart? Stop that. Stop bumping in his chest. He takes a forceful bite on the end of his popsicle. ]
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You're going to get a brainfreeze if you eat your ice cream too quickly.
[ She wasn't doing anything on purpose, nope. But if she catches on... ooh, boy. ]
Besides, you're not supposed to bite on popsicles.
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[ Shit. Was he caught?! His voice almost cracks as he lets the ice cream melt in his mouth before swallowing. Bad time to get a brain freeze now, but he's in the clear. ]
S-S'cuse me. I was just uh...
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Hm?
[ She's about to ask what's wrong when the vanilla oozes out of her popsicle, perhaps because of how her teeth had grazed a part of the ice cream and all. Fortunately, it doesn't drip on her dress. She'd hate if it stained! Just that now her skin, just above her chest that isn't covered by her cardigan, is sticky. ]
Oh, I should— [ CLOUD HELP NOW THE POPSICLE IS MELTING AND DRIPPING EVERYWHERE 😫😫😫 For a moment, she's not sure if she should take care of herself first, or take care of the melting ice cream. It's only for a second that she looks to Cloud for help, because her brain just stops when she just... takes the popsicle back into her mouth. That... helped????? ]
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Here. Wait. I got it...
[ With his free hand, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a handkerchief. It's just the two of them, so it's no big deal if he nonchalantly just wipes up the sticky white mess on her chest while she's sucking on a popsicle. Right? ]
There. That should...
[ Right? ]
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[ This is completely okay. But somehow, there's something about Cloud being so close to her and tending to her that's making the cool air around them turn hot. Weiss isn't sweating or anything, but she feels uncomfortable being out here like this.
She's able to lick what's melted of her ice cream, so damage control has been done. But... ]
I want to go home faster.
[ ... 😭 Cloud why do we have to walk like peasants ]
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. . .
Later . . .
— — —
[ What did Weiss use to say whenever the air got hot and heavy for them? Looking up at him with an expectant look in her eyes, yearning threatening to bubble over like that time he placed an order for them over the phone? "Now?" As the front door slams shut behind them, away from prying eyes even among the more secluded plains of the countryside...it almost feels like an unspoken repeat. The door is their cue.
Now. ]
[ His arms already wrapped around her waist, his back rests against the door as he pulls Weiss flush against him amidst a more hungry kiss, face flush and his whole body pulsing and tingling with the urge to melt on the spot at the feel of her soft lips. Even if this was just one giant burst to get it all out of their system, they were home (and alone. ... hopefully. kjsdhaf) If he could help it, they weren't going to stay in the lobby for very long. ]
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They're not in Lunatia. The moon outside is just one, and it's not red nor is it blue. There's no external influence this time that pulls the two together. Weiss just wants Cloud, period. Perhaps more than she normally does at this specific time. Perhaps it is fortunate that the two aren't in Lunatia anymore, because they had the patience and decency to wait until they were indoors.
The lights in the kitchen have been switched off. The only lights in the house now are the ones in the foyer and stairs. Looks like Elaine retired early, since Weiss is aware she didn't have any plans this evening. That just means they won't be interrupted here, which is good. But— ]
Upstairs— [ She tells him in between kisses, breath heavy, and with lips swollen. There's a sense of urgency to her tone. Now? No, it's not a question. She's demanding it. ]
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