[ At this point, Weiss doesn't even need to ask permission to kiss him. With one hand on his cheek, she steps closer to rest her other hand on his shoulder. She's leaning up to claim the real prize of today's competition. Then again, she doesn't really need a reason to kiss him.
She lets out a soft giggle when their lips meet. Her toes desperately being planted on the floor so she can reach. ]
I know what to do so you won't ever leave now.
[ She whispers it, like a secret between the two of them. Not even those outside are allowed to hear. This, and everything that Weiss has to offer is just for Cloud and Cloud alone. ]
I just have to sing.
[ But seeing as she hasn't let go of him yet? She wants to kiss him some more. She'll sing for him later. ]
[ Instinctively, he closes what little distance remains between them. A single half-step as her other hand rests on his shoulder. All the while his hand settles on the small of her back to support her while she gets to the tips of her toes. Her soft giggle sends a shiver of excitement through him, subtle as it was as he returns her kiss. Maybe it's because the door is closed and it's just the two of them, but these displays of affection were becoming more and more commonplace in their lives. Holding hands in public. Giving her a half-hug whilst bantering and shopping if he teases her just right. Strolling side by side as her arm loops through his.
But it's when they're behind closed doors that Weiss has a chance to see Cloud for how he fully feels. What he truly wants. How much he's willing to give to her. ]
Mm, [ he manages in acknowledgement, gaze half-lidded as he stares down at her with a racing heart. Before she can kiss him again, he adds a hair's breath away from her lips, ] I'll make sure you don't stop.
[ Their lips meet again as his eyes close, helping her out by slightly leaning down for her. Enough so that she wouldn't need to stay on her toes for so long. Of course, the easiest solution for this would be to pick her up. But that can wait. Instead, he commits the sensation of her soft, warm lips to memory yet again. Everything she did to him made him happy, but...she really was a good kisser. A gentle one, with just the right amount of passion and building intensity when the moment called for it. Always leaving him yearning for more, satisfied yet never settling for anything less than more of her.
His hand finds purchase on the wrap-around of her tube dress- not to pull. Just for something to hold onto as this moment is embedded in his memory, softly humming against her lips, parting only for a single clip of a gasp before coming back for another. ]
[ He says that, but moves to kiss her some more, and she can't help but find amusement in it. Her hand slides away from his cheek so she can brush his hair with her fingers. It's true that she can't get enough of kissing him, but she's in no mood to rush things, either. Right now, it just feels right to pour her heart out like this to him. ]
Dummy. I can't sing if I'm kissing you.
[ Definitely no complaints here. And it's fortunate Cloud's leaning down some, because it gives the Huntress the opportunity to go in for another. A much deeper one filled with excitement in being together, more than anything else. Weiss is so happy to be with him. Every day that passes is another chance to see him, to talk to him, be with him and share a part of her life with him. A victory like today's is thrilling for sure, but she's more thrilled that he was here with her for it all. ]
[ There she goes again, threading through his hair. It wasn't exactly accurate to call it an erogenous zone, but in this setting? It does more than make him melt. While he's always been reserved in the noises he makes, Weiss pouring her heart out to him like this in such a slow yet warm embrace of a moment is getting him to smile against her lips. ]
Yeah?
[ Because there's more than one way he can make her "sing" for him. It's a good thing she'd cut him off before he had a chance to say it. The arm around her waist pulls her a little bit closer, until her softer frame is pressing more flush to his, another soft hum that borders on something more heated as he deepens the kiss. It's sending sparks through his brain every time they kiss. Bliss. This is sheer bliss. He has to be careful though. The room was starting to feel a little too warm.
So much so that by the time he pulls back with another faint gasp for air, eyes partially clouded as he feels the heat of her own breath on his lips... ]
Gonna hafta celebrate.
[ Giving her all the praise she could ask for and more. ]
[ But... with how shallow her breath seems now, and with how much her heart is racing, there's nothing else she wants to do but to keep kissing him. Is that acceptable? Can she just mention that in an interview when someone asks her how she likes to spend her free time? "Oh, I like kissing Cloud."
... she could. Cloud would probably not like that answer very much, though.
[ The feeling was mutual. All he wants to do is kiss her. Pull her into his lap on the chair in front of the dresser and mirror and get real comfortable. It's almost to the point where he's forgotten where they are, even in the privacy of her own dressing room. What can he say? She excites him and makes him want her in every conceivable way possible.
Another kiss, this time taking a page out of her book while his hand dips down from her waist. It dips dangerously close to her butt, but never quite goes there as the feeling of his fingers strumming over her dress caresses just above. The page taken from Weiss' little handy book? The gentle yet promising tug of her bottom lip between his teeth before letting go when he says, ]
[ Heehee. Weiss does seem like she has it together now, but with each breath comes hints and bits of excitement and anticipation. Moreso when the smile she gives him is so expectant of something more. A reward, he says? Those are only for the best. And to Weiss? Yes, she's the best girl. She'll gladly claim her reward if it's given to her. ]
What do I win?
[ Will he do that again? How he tugged on her lower lip with his teeth? Ah... is he about to get all "Wolf" on her? Will she feel that hand of his all the more? Or is Weiss getting ahead of herself and imagining a reward that's far from what the blond is thinking? ]
[ If they were back in Lunatia during a Sanguis cycle (or god forbid, Cordis too), he wouldn't have just gone all "Wolf" on her in this dressing room. There'd be a blatant disregard of where they were. Yet the memories of those times bleeds through his thoughts. Seeps into his very impulses and urges. Being there awoke something within him; while he'd become something of a more gentle lover without the moon's influence...
Who would have thought that the prim and proper Weiss Schnee was the one who was bringing tastes of that beast back? So. What did she win? As mindful as he is of where they are, that's still not going to stop him as he decides to press up against her again, this time with a subtle roll of his hips while that hand of his finally squeezes her ass. When it seems he's going to be coy about it all, his nails dig through the back of her dress as he kisses her again. She'll get an answer from him shortly. Promise.
He just needs to keep coaxing her backwards. Bit by bit until she's almost against the dressing table.
As a hot sigh escapes him, it comes out deeper than usual, bordering with a hint of a growl when he sucks on her tugs on her lip again. ]
Take a seat if you want...
[ That or his little songbird can brace against the tabletop behind her. Cloud's kisses descend from her lips, peppering her jawline as his other hand glides up her front. ]
[ She's always been good at containing herself, but even she finds herself surprised when that little squeal escapes her. Oops! She didn't mean to, but Cloud rolling his hips and what he does with his hand? She's glad she won. This reward is going to be good.
Her hands aren't slow when she lets go of him, but she makes sure he feels her palms as they slide down his chest before she places them on her back. She was told to take a seat, and she's very eager in doing so, so animated with each step she makes. She even bats her eyelashes his way once she's seated. As he says— prim and proper Weiss Schnee, hands on her lap, with her back straight. She's a good girl! ]
[ A barely suppressed shudder as her palms slide down his chest. As she slips away, he only refrains so that he can watch as she takes her seat. Hate to see her go— love to watch her leave. Especially when she hadn't gotten fully dressed yet. For every time she's teased and talked about his cute butt... The princess was a head turner herself. It takes damn near all of his willpower not to just come up from behind, but he perseveres long enough for her sit down.
Back straight, hands on her lap, lashes batted...and she has to contend with the less dignified "wolf" who stalks her. His hands settle on the sides of the chair as he leans over her, right as he's about to kiss her again when, like velvet on the tongue, ]
Good girl.
[ This time he kisses her strong yet slow, after a few heavy heart beats, upping the ante as his tongue presses against her lips, begging for more to give. He's not the tallest guy out there, but in comparison to Weiss, who was sitting down, it's like he towers over her in this position. As for those hands bracing themselves on the chair? It wasn't long before both his hands were lightly braced atop her thighs. Just the pressure on them alone was driving him crazy.
And the more he gently rubs the tops of those soft thighs, the more evident it becomes what he has in mind if she's going to be sitting for this.
He's not quite there yet, but sooner or later, the former Ice Queen would have him kneeling before her. 💦 ]
[ There is total contentment in just being able to kiss him, but it never gets tiring to feel more of Cloud's warmth. It always sends the opposite reaction to the former Huntress, and she finds herself so eager and so excited for more. And when he calls her a good girl on top of it all? Absolutely rewarding. And all of this— what they're doing? It's fun. A kind of fun that happens because she's in love with him. And now that there isn't the influence of the Prismatican moons, there's absolutely no other person she can have this much fun with.
Sitting properly, it takes some time for her hands to hold onto the collar of his shirt, or what's closest to it, anyway. She's more focused on kissing him, letting his tongue in so his can be greeted with her own. This is so improper— intimate, but given where they are, it truly is improper. What's security outside even thinking? Then again, they've done far worse in the back of a cab... Something that Weiss refuses to bring up. Ever. It happened, but it also did not happen at the same time. 😡 ]
Mm... [ She can't exactly sing for him in the other way he was thinking. Not yet. Not when his lips are on hers. Later on, she'll find her own lips swollen, redder than it normally is. And if he asked her? She'd be delighted if he marked her again. Just another prize for the songbird. Just another way to make her squirm. Now? She squeezes her thighs together, trying her best to keep still especially after being told to sit. ]
[ Until they come knocking? Let security wonder, he thinks to himself. Back on Prismatica, they've gotten frisky in the back of a cab while on vacation, made out in a changeroom when she was trying to hide her blonde hair and foxy form... It's not like this was a habit for them, but he sure as hell wasn't stopping either. Not when he can taste her on his tongue as his heart beats faster in his chest. Even when he pulls away with a gentle gasp, his face is flush red. If he's embarrassed by knowing where they are, it's turning him on even further as he wets his lips. Wordlessly, he leans in for a surprisingly chaste peck on the lips...
...only to smoothly slide down to his knees for her. Her thighs squeeze together, leaving Cloud's hands to slide up beneath her skirt as he starts to make his way towards the insides. Daring, his eyes spare a glance back up at his girlfriend as he kneels before her. All while his fingers reach for the waistband of her panties.
He thought about this. How he could just tug her forward by the hips and expose her by pushing the front of her undergarments aside. Or how he could watch as the delicate fabric slides down her slender legs, hanging around one of her ankles. He doesn't do it just yet, instead creating a slowburn sensation as his strong hands rub beneath her dress. If she gives him an opening of any kind...lifts her hips even for an instance...
They're coming down. And she's going to have to practice keeping her voice down for what happens next. ]
Wait, Cloud, I— [ Completely forgetting where they are now thanks to the affection her boyfriend is showing, her call for his attention is not because they aren't in private. This isn't the first time they've been intimate outside of the confines of their room, but it doesn't make it any better that they keep doing it! But... ] What if I can't keep my voice down?
[ She's never been loud, compared to other people, but she finds that making noise that isn't breathing through her mouth to be noisy. At least, for her. Those little moans and soft squeals she lets out would still be considered demure and contained to others, but to Weiss, it's not anymore. Nevermind that they're in a a spacious room, with the outside having lots of people pass by here and there. Whatever noises she makes are very likely to be covered up by what's going on outside. ]
Oh...
[ Forget about what she was saying, because she sounds far to relieved to be touched like this. His hands feel scorching hot against her skin, but no part of her wants them off. If anything, she wants more of it. She wants these flames to consume her. More. And she only shifts so her ass is more pressed against the chair in excitement, but it just so happens that it's the sign Cloud's been looking for. ]
[ He hears her. Despite the fact that he's still going, he is listening to her. If she can't keep her voice down, than that just means someone was going to get curious. Someone was going to come knocking to figure out if everything was okay. He'd need to stop and they would have to carry on as if nothing happened. The mean part about all of this? Is that Cloud knows. He knows that it only means the tension will build until they get behind closed doors again. Until they find their room and he's free to do it all over again. Twice over. Perhaps thrice if he's made her wait for long.
If the outside buzz helps cover this up? All the better. It just means he has to reward his "good girl" proper while he's got that time. With practiced hands, he grabs at her panties when she plants herself in her seat more firmly, giving an assertive but non-jerking pull to bring them down. He slides the laced undergarments down her legs, not caring enough to let them drop to the floor as the lewdly dangle from one of her ankles. ]
There...
[ Much better. This time? He scoots in a little closer, pulling up her skirt so that he can have a better view as his hands move to the insides of her thighs. Spreading her legs, it's a good thing these seats have arms on them if she needs to brace herself. Or take advantage of the softened head of spikes he calls his hair. She radiates heat that draws him in deeper, face flush and his own arousal beginning to build. But of course, this isn't about him at all. His own excitement can wait while he lavishes Weiss with the reward she deserves.
Starting with a deliberately slow drag of his tongue, flat against her folds as he sighs more audibly, hotter as he tastes her. With a flick of his tongue, he follows with a more open-mouthed kiss to her entrance, suckling as he draws back before lapping his tongue on her folds repeatedly. ]
[ It's only just the beginning, but the excitement and anticipation has gotten her wet already. While it hasn't started to painfully throb in need of contact, her clit feels like it's beating to its own drum. The soft and teasing feeling of Cloud's tongue against her folds does so well in sending waves of electricity up and down her body. But she contains herself, only letting out the softest of gasps as her hands grip the edge of the arm rests tightly. No— she has no intention of being loud. Here. Or ever! That's just embarrassing! Not that she would deny that she loves this sort of pleasure, but... still!
Weiss tries to watch at first, little makings of moans escaping her every now and then. It's so lewd to watch him pleasure her, but it feels so strange to close her eyes and let him do all the work! But she finds her body ever so slowly responding to the wetness of her folds, the flick of Cloud's tongue, the need to be pleased... ]
Ah...
[ She doesn't move so much, but she rolls her hips forward a little, toes clenching before they're released seconds later. The longer this goes on, though, the less proper the former heiress is going to be seated in her chair. ]
[ She doesn't even have to say a word. Every gasp or incoherent sigh spoke volumes for her lover between her legs, beckoned and encouraged when she rolls her hips forward a little. When he did this for the first time, Cloud never quite considered the taste of her- trapped in the heat of the moment and the euphoria it brings. Now? For all the times that Weiss has turned the tables on him, gone down on him and flat-out enjoyed sucking on him, he's become lost in the rush of how wet she was on his lips. The inevitability of hands combing through his hair. The promise of what this would next bring if it meant bringing Weiss more pleasure.
It's everything his little songstress deserves and more. ]
So hot... [ he whispers between lapping kisses of her pussy. Focusing his attention on her clit as he flicks his tongue quicker than before, he gently sucks before adjusting himself on his knees before her. Cloud raises himself a little higher, still nestled between her legs and eating her out, but giving himself just enough room to work her over some more.
He means it when he says how hot she feels. And if it weren't for being so determined to test the former heiress' patience in that chair, he'd have mentioned how wet she was too. Flat-out dirty talk has never been something he's delved into with his girlfriend. Utterances of curses and questions of what she likes, but...
He's thought of it before. Thought of how badly he's wanted to hold her down over the kitchen countertop of their old apartment, hungrily groping her ass and hiking the back of her skirt up before begging her to let him fuck her. But...he's been more about his actions, letting them do more than enough talking.
So...right now... ]
Mm...
[ Still teasing on her clit with his tongue, his rolls slow as he introduces his middle finger, sliding into her tight entrance with a light curl to it. From there, Cloud begins to stroke her walls while stimulating her clit. ]
[ Weiss would never consider this to be an okay place to become intimate. Not anymore. It's not like she still gets influenced by Chroma in this place that she becomes lost in the pleasure from accruing all that Chroma and the excitement that she forgets about where she is! And yet... ]
Cloud, ah...
[ She's forgetting everything. What makes sense, how shameless she must seem now with her lover between her legs. All she can think of now is what she feels, how just kissing him earlier and tasting him on her tongue just felt... so satisfying. It made her body grow hot, and with each lap of Cloud's tongue, her body slowly burns. Her wet sex and throbbing clit do little to quell the flames, and she's turned helpless and completely his for the taking.
Though perhaps, because she's only really thinking about what she's feeling and moving along to it, she's caught off guard when Cloud slides a finger in. Her body tenses immediately, and the blond might just feel her walls grip tightly around his finger for a second. ]
Mmph! [ Shit. Her hands fly up to her mouth when she lets out a high-pitched noise, eyes immediately opening. Her brain tries to process everything at all once, registering both his tongue on her clit and his finger working elsewhere. Ah— would she even be able to keep up with him? Probably not. ]
Cloud, wait— [ Ah, she needs a moment to catch her breath. She's not tired or anything, but the excitement and the pressure of keeping quiet is definitely getting to her. ] Go slowly...
[ If someone decided to come knocking at Weiss' door now, Cloud had enough sense to stop as well. He'd never imagined revisiting spots like this for a romp with his girl- just like how the two made out behind the curtain of a changing room in a clothing shop. But until he hears that lock on the door jostle, the only thing he's interested in right now is getting his winner the prize she deserves. Maybe having a literal queen for a Servant rubbed off on him a little...because Cloud has the intention of making sure Weiss was treated like one today. Here in the dressing room, after the dressing room, in the privacy of their room, anywhere and everywhere she wants to go. Anything she wants to do.
Riled up all the more by her calling out his name, whatever arousal he may have been feeling was easy to temper for her sake. The heightened noise she makes when he slides that finger into her was enough to earn her a minor reprieve. A pause to glance up from beneath his bangs as her hands fly to her mouth. Oh...
Oh there is something about how prim and proper she presents herself. How making her come undone leaves him wanting more. Huh... So this is how "power" works in the bedroom. He could get used to this if it got these kind of cute reactions out of her. ]
Ah- huh...?
[ "Go slowly..." she implores. But rather than say anything to affirm he's listening? Those actions of his will do the talking again. He indeed slows down, the finger being gripped so tight but no longer thrusting as persistently. Meanwhile, as he hums in acknowledgment, he continues rolling his tongue on her clit. Slower...more savoring things while he gently curls his finger inside her wet sex. ]
Now?
[ Perhaps it was best he didn't drive her so crazy so fast... After all...he hasn't quite had enough of her yet either. Weiss would be treated to a far more intense pace later. For now, after feeling her relax around his finger for a few moments, he withdraws it only to lower his head a bit again, this time burying his face more firmly against her entrance. A hot sigh passes his lips as he drags his tongue along her folds once more. The only real difference is that he makes sure to catch her clit for every roll up, on occasion delivering an open-mouthed kiss as his tongue presses on her entrance.
She felt so tight around just one finger... Just thinking of it was making his cock hard in his pants, spurring him to continue to slowly pleasure her as the thought of sliding his tongue inside next crosses his mind. But in due time... Right now, Cloud's enjoying this just as much as she was. And until they get caught? She can have him down there as long as she wants to. As many times as she wants to if he makes her come over and over. ]
[ It's stressful, at first. Weiss is far too conscious of where they are and what they're doing it. It feels good, she won't deny that, but she still hasn't forgotten that they're in her dressing room! Her request to slow down helps calm her down, and Cloud's tongue moving up her folds becomes less and less of a distraction and more the main thing she's thinking about.
A soft mewl escapes her, and if Cloud looks up at her, he'll find that her eyes are half-lidded already, mouth slightly agape as she's fighting the urge to close her eyes and let go completely. She's almost there, pushed more and more to the edge with each playful swirl of Cloud's tongue on her clit. That's driving her crazy, and exciting her further. It's just a subtle roll of her hips once, but the further this goes on? It won't just be subtle. She'll be begging Cloud to taste all of her. ]
[ When they finished in here, Cloud would look back with sheer embarrassment. But in the moment? And deep down he would admit later? This was enthralling to him. It's exciting taking the risk like this. At least they were in "private"- god forbid they broke these kind of rules outside? Or somewhere more public? The amount of times Weiss would tease him on Prismatica, by coyly grabbing his butt while waiting in line at a food stand during Cordis...it's a miracle he didn't pull her behind an isolated tree in a park somewhere and just have her holding on for dear life. But the thought had crossed his mind before. ...admittedly one too many times, be it the pheromones she gave off, or his own heightened libido under the crimson moon.
It's not quite as crazy, but maybe this was just his way of making up for all those lost little moments in time. He sure as hell was making it count now, briefly looking up to catch that half-lidded, dazed state he's seen so many times before. The glassy look in her eyes when she starts letting go. Why stop a good thing? He's not going to switch things up and throw her off. Impressive as his stamina was, he knew what it took to make her really sing. And if she lets him, he's going to keep teasingly swirling his tongue along her clit, flicking and panting hotly against her pussy.
When he gets her begging for him, he'll slow down again...only to ramp up the heat all over again. Cloud obeys her request. Go slow. But that doesn't stop him from oh-so-slowly lapping his tongue faster. It's gradual, yet he never goes into a frenzy, only following the roll of her hips as has a feeling she's not going to last much longer. His free hand squeezes along the inside of her thigh, tilting his head as he closes his eyes. ]
Haa...
[ He wants to taste it. He wants her to quiver at his touch, up and down this rollercoaster that he'll let her ride as long as she wants. ]
[ 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.) ]
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She lets out a soft giggle when their lips meet. Her toes desperately being planted on the floor so she can reach. ]
I know what to do so you won't ever leave now.
[ She whispers it, like a secret between the two of them. Not even those outside are allowed to hear. This, and everything that Weiss has to offer is just for Cloud and Cloud alone. ]
I just have to sing.
[ But seeing as she hasn't let go of him yet? She wants to kiss him some more. She'll sing for him later. ]
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But it's when they're behind closed doors that Weiss has a chance to see Cloud for how he fully feels. What he truly wants. How much he's willing to give to her. ]
Mm, [ he manages in acknowledgement, gaze half-lidded as he stares down at her with a racing heart. Before she can kiss him again, he adds a hair's breath away from her lips, ] I'll make sure you don't stop.
[ Their lips meet again as his eyes close, helping her out by slightly leaning down for her. Enough so that she wouldn't need to stay on her toes for so long. Of course, the easiest solution for this would be to pick her up. But that can wait. Instead, he commits the sensation of her soft, warm lips to memory yet again. Everything she did to him made him happy, but...she really was a good kisser. A gentle one, with just the right amount of passion and building intensity when the moment called for it. Always leaving him yearning for more, satisfied yet never settling for anything less than more of her.
His hand finds purchase on the wrap-around of her tube dress- not to pull. Just for something to hold onto as this moment is embedded in his memory, softly humming against her lips, parting only for a single clip of a gasp before coming back for another. ]
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Dummy. I can't sing if I'm kissing you.
[ Definitely no complaints here. And it's fortunate Cloud's leaning down some, because it gives the Huntress the opportunity to go in for another. A much deeper one filled with excitement in being together, more than anything else. Weiss is so happy to be with him. Every day that passes is another chance to see him, to talk to him, be with him and share a part of her life with him. A victory like today's is thrilling for sure, but she's more thrilled that he was here with her for it all. ]
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Yeah?
[ Because there's more than one way he can make her "sing" for him. It's a good thing she'd cut him off before he had a chance to say it. The arm around her waist pulls her a little bit closer, until her softer frame is pressing more flush to his, another soft hum that borders on something more heated as he deepens the kiss. It's sending sparks through his brain every time they kiss. Bliss. This is sheer bliss. He has to be careful though. The room was starting to feel a little too warm.
So much so that by the time he pulls back with another faint gasp for air, eyes partially clouded as he feels the heat of her own breath on his lips... ]
Gonna hafta celebrate.
[ Giving her all the praise she could ask for and more. ]
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[ But... with how shallow her breath seems now, and with how much her heart is racing, there's nothing else she wants to do but to keep kissing him. Is that acceptable? Can she just mention that in an interview when someone asks her how she likes to spend her free time? "Oh, I like kissing Cloud."
... she could. Cloud would probably not like that answer very much, though.
Ah well. You win some, you lose some. ]
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[ The feeling was mutual. All he wants to do is kiss her. Pull her into his lap on the chair in front of the dresser and mirror and get real comfortable. It's almost to the point where he's forgotten where they are, even in the privacy of her own dressing room. What can he say? She excites him and makes him want her in every conceivable way possible.
Another kiss, this time taking a page out of her book while his hand dips down from her waist. It dips dangerously close to her butt, but never quite goes there as the feeling of his fingers strumming over her dress caresses just above. The page taken from Weiss' little handy book? The gentle yet promising tug of her bottom lip between his teeth before letting go when he says, ]
If I said I wanna reward you...?
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What do I win?
[ Will he do that again? How he tugged on her lower lip with his teeth? Ah... is he about to get all "Wolf" on her? Will she feel that hand of his all the more? Or is Weiss getting ahead of herself and imagining a reward that's far from what the blond is thinking? ]
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Who would have thought that the prim and proper Weiss Schnee was the one who was bringing tastes of that beast back? So. What did she win? As mindful as he is of where they are, that's still not going to stop him as he decides to press up against her again, this time with a subtle roll of his hips while that hand of his finally squeezes her ass. When it seems he's going to be coy about it all, his nails dig through the back of her dress as he kisses her again. She'll get an answer from him shortly. Promise.
He just needs to keep coaxing her backwards. Bit by bit until she's almost against the dressing table.
As a hot sigh escapes him, it comes out deeper than usual, bordering with a hint of a growl when he sucks on her tugs on her lip again. ]
Take a seat if you want...
[ That or his little songbird can brace against the tabletop behind her. Cloud's kisses descend from her lips, peppering her jawline as his other hand glides up her front. ]
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Her hands aren't slow when she lets go of him, but she makes sure he feels her palms as they slide down his chest before she places them on her back. She was told to take a seat, and she's very eager in doing so, so animated with each step she makes. She even bats her eyelashes his way once she's seated. As he says— prim and proper Weiss Schnee, hands on her lap, with her back straight. She's a good girl! ]
Okay. I'm here.
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Back straight, hands on her lap, lashes batted...and she has to contend with the less dignified "wolf" who stalks her. His hands settle on the sides of the chair as he leans over her, right as he's about to kiss her again when, like velvet on the tongue, ]
Good girl.
[ This time he kisses her strong yet slow, after a few heavy heart beats, upping the ante as his tongue presses against her lips, begging for more to give. He's not the tallest guy out there, but in comparison to Weiss, who was sitting down, it's like he towers over her in this position. As for those hands bracing themselves on the chair? It wasn't long before both his hands were lightly braced atop her thighs. Just the pressure on them alone was driving him crazy.
And the more he gently rubs the tops of those soft thighs, the more evident it becomes what he has in mind if she's going to be sitting for this.
He's not quite there yet, but sooner or later, the former Ice Queen would have him kneeling before her. 💦 ]
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Sitting properly, it takes some time for her hands to hold onto the collar of his shirt, or what's closest to it, anyway. She's more focused on kissing him, letting his tongue in so his can be greeted with her own. This is so improper— intimate, but given where they are, it truly is improper. What's security outside even thinking? Then again, they've done far worse in the back of a cab... Something that Weiss refuses to bring up. Ever. It happened, but it also did not happen at the same time. 😡 ]
Mm... [ She can't exactly sing for him in the other way he was thinking. Not yet. Not when his lips are on hers. Later on, she'll find her own lips swollen, redder than it normally is. And if he asked her? She'd be delighted if he marked her again. Just another prize for the songbird. Just another way to make her squirm. Now? She squeezes her thighs together, trying her best to keep still especially after being told to sit. ]
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...only to smoothly slide down to his knees for her. Her thighs squeeze together, leaving Cloud's hands to slide up beneath her skirt as he starts to make his way towards the insides. Daring, his eyes spare a glance back up at his girlfriend as he kneels before her. All while his fingers reach for the waistband of her panties.
He thought about this. How he could just tug her forward by the hips and expose her by pushing the front of her undergarments aside. Or how he could watch as the delicate fabric slides down her slender legs, hanging around one of her ankles. He doesn't do it just yet, instead creating a slowburn sensation as his strong hands rub beneath her dress. If she gives him an opening of any kind...lifts her hips even for an instance...
They're coming down. And she's going to have to practice keeping her voice down for what happens next. ]
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[ She's never been loud, compared to other people, but she finds that making noise that isn't breathing through her mouth to be noisy. At least, for her. Those little moans and soft squeals she lets out would still be considered demure and contained to others, but to Weiss, it's not anymore. Nevermind that they're in a a spacious room, with the outside having lots of people pass by here and there. Whatever noises she makes are very likely to be covered up by what's going on outside. ]
Oh...
[ Forget about what she was saying, because she sounds far to relieved to be touched like this. His hands feel scorching hot against her skin, but no part of her wants them off. If anything, she wants more of it. She wants these flames to consume her. More. And she only shifts so her ass is more pressed against the chair in excitement, but it just so happens that it's the sign Cloud's been looking for. ]
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If the outside buzz helps cover this up? All the better. It just means he has to reward his "good girl" proper while he's got that time. With practiced hands, he grabs at her panties when she plants herself in her seat more firmly, giving an assertive but non-jerking pull to bring them down. He slides the laced undergarments down her legs, not caring enough to let them drop to the floor as the lewdly dangle from one of her ankles. ]
There...
[ Much better. This time? He scoots in a little closer, pulling up her skirt so that he can have a better view as his hands move to the insides of her thighs. Spreading her legs, it's a good thing these seats have arms on them if she needs to brace herself. Or take advantage of the softened head of spikes he calls his hair. She radiates heat that draws him in deeper, face flush and his own arousal beginning to build. But of course, this isn't about him at all. His own excitement can wait while he lavishes Weiss with the reward she deserves.
Starting with a deliberately slow drag of his tongue, flat against her folds as he sighs more audibly, hotter as he tastes her. With a flick of his tongue, he follows with a more open-mouthed kiss to her entrance, suckling as he draws back before lapping his tongue on her folds repeatedly. ]
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Weiss tries to watch at first, little makings of moans escaping her every now and then. It's so lewd to watch him pleasure her, but it feels so strange to close her eyes and let him do all the work! But she finds her body ever so slowly responding to the wetness of her folds, the flick of Cloud's tongue, the need to be pleased... ]
Ah...
[ She doesn't move so much, but she rolls her hips forward a little, toes clenching before they're released seconds later. The longer this goes on, though, the less proper the former heiress is going to be seated in her chair. ]
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It's everything his little songstress deserves and more. ]
So hot... [ he whispers between lapping kisses of her pussy. Focusing his attention on her clit as he flicks his tongue quicker than before, he gently sucks before adjusting himself on his knees before her. Cloud raises himself a little higher, still nestled between her legs and eating her out, but giving himself just enough room to work her over some more.
He means it when he says how hot she feels. And if it weren't for being so determined to test the former heiress' patience in that chair, he'd have mentioned how wet she was too. Flat-out dirty talk has never been something he's delved into with his girlfriend. Utterances of curses and questions of what she likes, but...
He's thought of it before. Thought of how badly he's wanted to hold her down over the kitchen countertop of their old apartment, hungrily groping her ass and hiking the back of her skirt up before begging her to let him fuck her. But...he's been more about his actions, letting them do more than enough talking.
So...right now... ]
Mm...
[ Still teasing on her clit with his tongue, his rolls slow as he introduces his middle finger, sliding into her tight entrance with a light curl to it. From there, Cloud begins to stroke her walls while stimulating her clit. ]
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Cloud, ah...
[ She's forgetting everything. What makes sense, how shameless she must seem now with her lover between her legs. All she can think of now is what she feels, how just kissing him earlier and tasting him on her tongue just felt... so satisfying. It made her body grow hot, and with each lap of Cloud's tongue, her body slowly burns. Her wet sex and throbbing clit do little to quell the flames, and she's turned helpless and completely his for the taking.
Though perhaps, because she's only really thinking about what she's feeling and moving along to it, she's caught off guard when Cloud slides a finger in. Her body tenses immediately, and the blond might just feel her walls grip tightly around his finger for a second. ]
Mmph! [ Shit. Her hands fly up to her mouth when she lets out a high-pitched noise, eyes immediately opening. Her brain tries to process everything at all once, registering both his tongue on her clit and his finger working elsewhere. Ah— would she even be able to keep up with him? Probably not. ]
Cloud, wait— [ Ah, she needs a moment to catch her breath. She's not tired or anything, but the excitement and the pressure of keeping quiet is definitely getting to her. ] Go slowly...
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Riled up all the more by her calling out his name, whatever arousal he may have been feeling was easy to temper for her sake. The heightened noise she makes when he slides that finger into her was enough to earn her a minor reprieve. A pause to glance up from beneath his bangs as her hands fly to her mouth. Oh...
Oh there is something about how prim and proper she presents herself. How making her come undone leaves him wanting more. Huh... So this is how "power" works in the bedroom. He could get used to this if it got these kind of cute reactions out of her. ]
Ah- huh...?
[ "Go slowly..." she implores. But rather than say anything to affirm he's listening? Those actions of his will do the talking again. He indeed slows down, the finger being gripped so tight but no longer thrusting as persistently. Meanwhile, as he hums in acknowledgment, he continues rolling his tongue on her clit. Slower...more savoring things while he gently curls his finger inside her wet sex. ]
Now?
[ Perhaps it was best he didn't drive her so crazy so fast... After all...he hasn't quite had enough of her yet either. Weiss would be treated to a far more intense pace later. For now, after feeling her relax around his finger for a few moments, he withdraws it only to lower his head a bit again, this time burying his face more firmly against her entrance. A hot sigh passes his lips as he drags his tongue along her folds once more. The only real difference is that he makes sure to catch her clit for every roll up, on occasion delivering an open-mouthed kiss as his tongue presses on her entrance.
She felt so tight around just one finger... Just thinking of it was making his cock hard in his pants, spurring him to continue to slowly pleasure her as the thought of sliding his tongue inside next crosses his mind. But in due time... Right now, Cloud's enjoying this just as much as she was. And until they get caught? She can have him down there as long as she wants to. As many times as she wants to if he makes her come over and over. ]
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A soft mewl escapes her, and if Cloud looks up at her, he'll find that her eyes are half-lidded already, mouth slightly agape as she's fighting the urge to close her eyes and let go completely. She's almost there, pushed more and more to the edge with each playful swirl of Cloud's tongue on her clit. That's driving her crazy, and exciting her further. It's just a subtle roll of her hips once, but the further this goes on? It won't just be subtle. She'll be begging Cloud to taste all of her. ]
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It's not quite as crazy, but maybe this was just his way of making up for all those lost little moments in time. He sure as hell was making it count now, briefly looking up to catch that half-lidded, dazed state he's seen so many times before. The glassy look in her eyes when she starts letting go. Why stop a good thing? He's not going to switch things up and throw her off. Impressive as his stamina was, he knew what it took to make her really sing. And if she lets him, he's going to keep teasingly swirling his tongue along her clit, flicking and panting hotly against her pussy.
When he gets her begging for him, he'll slow down again...only to ramp up the heat all over again. Cloud obeys her request. Go slow. But that doesn't stop him from oh-so-slowly lapping his tongue faster. It's gradual, yet he never goes into a frenzy, only following the roll of her hips as has a feeling she's not going to last much longer. His free hand squeezes along the inside of her thigh, tilting his head as he closes his eyes. ]
Haa...
[ He wants to taste it. He wants her to quiver at his touch, up and down this rollercoaster that he'll let her ride as long as she wants. ]
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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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