[ 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... ]
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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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ For all the times she's made him lose his mind amidst their shared passion, Cloud hasn't forgotten about where they live now. No one was coming around to slap their wrists for this, but it also wasn't quite as...ahem...open as it once was on a planet like Prismatica. That hasn't stopped him from letting those lesser thoughts run rampant in his head though. Like how if they were still back in Lunatia and their old apartment, they'd be going at it against their own front door. Or he'd be leaning against the kitchen counter with his Cordis girlfriend on her knees. Or turning the couch into their makeshift bed again till they couldn't move.
Here, on the other hand, ]
Yah-huh— [ he answers her with an audible, rumbling moan in his throat, sucking on her bottom lip before tearing himself away long enough to take charge. Hand in hand, it almost feels like he's stopped breathing as he takes her upstairs. Like he can only truly breath again when he's got his arms around her and they finally make it upstairs. Making a beeline for their room and pulling Weiss inside, the door hardly has any time to click shut behind them before he's already back on her, mouth over hers as the reminiscent sweetness lingers on their lips.
Adding to the urgency of it all, both hands are already busy, one squeezing her ass over her clothes as he pulls and grinds her hard against him, the other giving a possessive squeeze of her breast as they kissed. Whether they got everything off or not, he wasn't going to be staying clothed for long at this urgent pace.
He wants her. He doesn't even care how he gets her. As long as they both can keep taking from each other till they're left cradling the other in bliss, it's all he could ask for. ]
[ The two are a lot more subtle, usually, when it comes to wanting the other. Eruptions of passion and emotion such as a moment like this doesn't come too often, but it doesn't make the feelings they have for each other less valid other times. They aren't animals, nor do they share traits with certain creatures like how they were in Lunatia. Frankly, it's been a long time since arriving here that Weiss felt this way.
Her hand slides to touch his chest, directly underneath his shirt. They're behind closed doors— she's not so shy anymore that she'd just touch him from over his clothes. Despite the cool breeze of the night and them eating ice cream on the way back and all, her hands are warm, almost like she can melt ice just from the heat she's feeling now.
There's no time to question what's gotten into Cloud that he's acting this way. Weiss wouldn't dare question him, anyway. Especially when she's getting so much attention from him. And when they went on vacation for her birthday, she confessed that she liked it when he got "Sanguis" on her. If she gets to bring that out of him now? For winning in a contest and promising to him that she won't stop singing for him? Then she's doing a damn good job. ]
Ah— [ She can't help but whimper the more they kiss. Mouths open, tongues dancing, eyes closed while she lets her needs control her body. She puts more weight on him, her breasts pressing up against him all the more. Squeeze her breasts more, touch her beneath her clothes and feel her heart beating faster and her hardened nipples. ] So hot...
[ He's being so hot right now... It feels as if her body's burning up just from all this. Thank god she won the vicious vocals contest, otherwise, she likely wouldn't be in a situation like this right now. ]
[ 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. ]
[ It's not like this is a race! But Weiss does feel a sense of urgency in, well, getting this out of the way. In sating both their needs at this particular time. Any more waiting and she'd probably get so frustrated and short with everything.
It's why she's quick to shimmy her way out of her shrug the moment she senses it loosening with the clasp undone. She has more layers than Cloud does, so the need for her to undress is far more urgent in her head compared to undressing him. ]
Let me— [ She'll take care of her clothes later. With the shrug discarded on the floor, she's quick to undo her belts, drop them with the shrug, and then slide out of her outer wrap-around. At least with just her white dress on, Cloud won't need to do much work in removing it. Especially when the next thing she does is kiss him again, on the tips of her toes, as her fingers make way to unzip his vest. ]
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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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Here, on the other hand, ]
Yah-huh— [ he answers her with an audible, rumbling moan in his throat, sucking on her bottom lip before tearing himself away long enough to take charge. Hand in hand, it almost feels like he's stopped breathing as he takes her upstairs. Like he can only truly breath again when he's got his arms around her and they finally make it upstairs. Making a beeline for their room and pulling Weiss inside, the door hardly has any time to click shut behind them before he's already back on her, mouth over hers as the reminiscent sweetness lingers on their lips.
Adding to the urgency of it all, both hands are already busy, one squeezing her ass over her clothes as he pulls and grinds her hard against him, the other giving a possessive squeeze of her breast as they kissed. Whether they got everything off or not, he wasn't going to be staying clothed for long at this urgent pace.
He wants her. He doesn't even care how he gets her. As long as they both can keep taking from each other till they're left cradling the other in bliss, it's all he could ask for. ]
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Her hand slides to touch his chest, directly underneath his shirt. They're behind closed doors— she's not so shy anymore that she'd just touch him from over his clothes. Despite the cool breeze of the night and them eating ice cream on the way back and all, her hands are warm, almost like she can melt ice just from the heat she's feeling now.
There's no time to question what's gotten into Cloud that he's acting this way. Weiss wouldn't dare question him, anyway. Especially when she's getting so much attention from him. And when they went on vacation for her birthday, she confessed that she liked it when he got "Sanguis" on her. If she gets to bring that out of him now? For winning in a contest and promising to him that she won't stop singing for him? Then she's doing a damn good job. ]
Ah— [ She can't help but whimper the more they kiss. Mouths open, tongues dancing, eyes closed while she lets her needs control her body. She puts more weight on him, her breasts pressing up against him all the more. Squeeze her breasts more, touch her beneath her clothes and feel her heart beating faster and her hardened nipples. ] So hot...
[ He's being so hot right now... It feels as if her body's burning up just from all this. Thank god she won the vicious vocals contest, otherwise, she likely wouldn't be in a situation like this right now. ]
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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. ]
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It's why she's quick to shimmy her way out of her shrug the moment she senses it loosening with the clasp undone. She has more layers than Cloud does, so the need for her to undress is far more urgent in her head compared to undressing him. ]
Let me— [ She'll take care of her clothes later. With the shrug discarded on the floor, she's quick to undo her belts, drop them with the shrug, and then slide out of her outer wrap-around. At least with just her white dress on, Cloud won't need to do much work in removing it. Especially when the next thing she does is kiss him again, on the tips of her toes, as her fingers make way to unzip his vest. ]