[ Should the question ever arise as to how he started acting like this? It'd be a tempered yet honest answer. Before Cloud came to the world of Prismatica, this side of him was practically dormant. Moonlacing as an act, be it tame or scandalous, had awoken a side of him that was now exclusively for Weiss alone to experience. At his core, in his soul, he just loved Weiss Schnee with all of his heart. Not a day went by that he didn't think of her arms around him, or getting fake mad at him for saying something dumb or teasing her, holding onto the brooch she gave him as if it were a lifeline preventing him from drifting too far away. To him, nothing was ever going to change that.
So...why this side of him? The answer was simple and unchained; Weiss was irresistible to him. A woman that knew how to get him going whether she meant to or not. And right now there was nothing more he'd like to do than give her more of that "Sanguis" side and fuck her senseless, nails digging at his back or clinging to the sheets as he pounds her from behind. To see her come undone as he marks her both inside and out, giving her a taste of him just as he'd made her a mess in that dressing room chair. Without needing to be commanded to, the hand on her chest slips up, her breathed remark at how hot he was being right now only spurring him further. If they were wearing any less clothes, he'd have picked her up right here and started making her ride him against the wall by now. ]
Gotta get this off...
[ All of this. Tempting as it was to just dip his hand down the front of her white top and squeeze at her breast directly, he wasn't about to rip her out of her clothes either. ... they were going to need to discuss that, weren't they? "rippable" clothes. 💦 His hand temporarily leaves her breast to work at the blue clasp of her shrug, luckily making short work in getting it open so that it'd be easier to get off of her. If he has to take a break to get just enough clothes off that they can go to town? He'll do it. Because he has every intention of taking her on that bed, as many times as it takes to keep this "reward" for her going. ]
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So...why this side of him? The answer was simple and unchained; Weiss was irresistible to him. A woman that knew how to get him going whether she meant to or not. And right now there was nothing more he'd like to do than give her more of that "Sanguis" side and fuck her senseless, nails digging at his back or clinging to the sheets as he pounds her from behind. To see her come undone as he marks her both inside and out, giving her a taste of him just as he'd made her a mess in that dressing room chair. Without needing to be commanded to, the hand on her chest slips up, her breathed remark at how hot he was being right now only spurring him further. If they were wearing any less clothes, he'd have picked her up right here and started making her ride him against the wall by now. ]
Gotta get this off...
[ All of this. Tempting as it was to just dip his hand down the front of her white top and squeeze at her breast directly, he wasn't about to rip her out of her clothes either. ... they were going to need to discuss that, weren't they? "rippable" clothes. 💦 His hand temporarily leaves her breast to work at the blue clasp of her shrug, luckily making short work in getting it open so that it'd be easier to get off of her. If he has to take a break to get just enough clothes off that they can go to town? He'll do it. Because he has every intention of taking her on that bed, as many times as it takes to keep this "reward" for her going. ]