[ Truth be told, the little talk they once had about their sex life didn't take off from there. Everything they did and enjoyed together kind of just...fell into place. And it helps that, at least for Cloud, he never worried about their relationship getting stale. All he ever wanted was to do right by her after everything she showed him. ]
Mmhm?
[ Her breathes ring like pure euphoria in his ears, allowing him to bury his face in her neck as he continues planting more open-mouthed kisses there. He can feel her shifting, desperately clenching and unclenching the bed sheets beneath her while his nails dig into her ass. More of his weight presses against her as he leans down more, recalling every vivid memory she eludes to. But he's not mindless in his motions. If anything, he continues to listen and hang on to every word, biting down softly before soothing with a suckle. There's no Aura or Chroma to reduce the hickey that would eventually form if he kept this up.
But this...
This was all an eye-opener for him. She never thought him boring. And he especially always had his expectations blown by her. But just because he no longer sported the wolf ears and feral drive, didn't mean he didn't forget what it felt like. The heat of rushing blood beneath her skin. The vulnerability his mate showed whilst drowning in pheromones. The borderline violent impulse to bite and claim and mark when they moonlaced. And as the full moon beats down outside, remnants of the crimson light having left an impression on him from their previous dip...
He thinks of the way that Weiss teasingly dodged him in the pool. Made him come to her. If they didn't have their food and drink to distract her them by the time he caught her...everything he was thinking of would have happened right then and there.
He wants it to happen there. Where nobody can see but him, as beads of water roll down her skin and accentuate her curves. Curves that are currently being obstructed by a disheveled robe. ]
You missed that side of me.
[ His words are like velvet, dripping with promise as his tone lowers. But rather than stay cozily by her side, making out and fondling with her... he stops kissing her. He stops caressing her beneath the bottom of her robe. But not to punish her by slowing things down. Oh no. She's given him a golden pass that he's never going to forget. Whether it's for the sake of her birthday or to indulge the lingering remains of his selfish, self-indulgent, Sanguis-blessed desires...
He pushes himself up, wasting very little time in swinging his leg over to her other side. His hands reach for her wrists, preventing her from bunching up the sheets. If she wants to grab onto something? She can grab his hands, now laced with hers as he pins them over her head. He straddles her waist, hunger in his eyes as they roam from her face, trailing down the front of her robe, to the swell of her cleavage as the arch of her back before only brings them out further to his lustful gaze.
There's only a couple ways he can go from here. And they all involve Weiss being underneath him to start. He can shift down whilst straddling her so he can kiss down the length of her body. Or tear open the front of that robe and stay right where he is while his own excitement continues to grow. The way he's straddled her has the bottom half of his robe barely containing his arousal...
All whilst the sheer want in his eyes tells the entire story as he seeks her own gaze. ]
no subject
Mmhm?
[ Her breathes ring like pure euphoria in his ears, allowing him to bury his face in her neck as he continues planting more open-mouthed kisses there. He can feel her shifting, desperately clenching and unclenching the bed sheets beneath her while his nails dig into her ass. More of his weight presses against her as he leans down more, recalling every vivid memory she eludes to. But he's not mindless in his motions. If anything, he continues to listen and hang on to every word, biting down softly before soothing with a suckle. There's no Aura or Chroma to reduce the hickey that would eventually form if he kept this up.
But this...
This was all an eye-opener for him. She never thought him boring. And he especially always had his expectations blown by her. But just because he no longer sported the wolf ears and feral drive, didn't mean he didn't forget what it felt like. The heat of rushing blood beneath her skin. The vulnerability his mate showed whilst drowning in pheromones. The borderline violent impulse to bite and claim and mark when they moonlaced. And as the full moon beats down outside, remnants of the crimson light having left an impression on him from their previous dip...
He thinks of the way that Weiss teasingly dodged him in the pool. Made him come to her. If they didn't have their food and drink to distract
herthem by the time he caught her...everything he was thinking of would have happened right then and there.He wants it to happen there. Where nobody can see but him, as beads of water roll down her skin and accentuate her curves. Curves that are currently being obstructed by a disheveled robe. ]
You missed that side of me.
[ His words are like velvet, dripping with promise as his tone lowers. But rather than stay cozily by her side, making out and fondling with her... he stops kissing her. He stops caressing her beneath the bottom of her robe. But not to punish her by slowing things down. Oh no. She's given him a golden pass that he's never going to forget. Whether it's for the sake of her birthday or to indulge the lingering remains of his selfish, self-indulgent, Sanguis-blessed desires...
He pushes himself up, wasting very little time in swinging his leg over to her other side. His hands reach for her wrists, preventing her from bunching up the sheets. If she wants to grab onto something? She can grab his hands, now laced with hers as he pins them over her head. He straddles her waist, hunger in his eyes as they roam from her face, trailing down the front of her robe, to the swell of her cleavage as the arch of her back before only brings them out further to his lustful gaze.
There's only a couple ways he can go from here. And they all involve Weiss being underneath him to start. He can shift down whilst straddling her so he can kiss down the length of her body. Or tear open the front of that robe and stay right where he is while his own excitement continues to grow. The way he's straddled her has the bottom half of his robe barely containing his arousal...
All whilst the sheer want in his eyes tells the entire story as he seeks her own gaze. ]
You should have just said so.