[ Without so much as thinking about it, the shirt he'd been provided to put on? Is coming right back off as he peels it up and over his head without so much as a moment's hesitation. Right in front of her without any hesitation.
Now, the spell itself didn't make one mindless when subjected to the will of the "please"-giver. So you bet your ass his eyes are wide as he suddenly starts fumbling over his own words. ]
Wait hey hold on-
[ See, the shirt part isn't a problem. But he did that without even thinking twice. The shirt gets discarded on their bed before he starts heading towards the closet.
Yes, the closet where Weiss keeps a good part of her wardrobe. ]
Son of a— [ he tries not to curse harshly in front of her, which is exactly why there's a look of comedic panic on his face when he opens the closet to start picking out a dress. ] It's working Weiss.
[ That tone? Is the tone of a man whose desperate for his girl to shift gears. kfadhjs ]
[ !!! IT'S WORKING. Weiss doesn't gawk, but it's impossible to hide the sheer shock and excitement she's feeling. If she were more expressive, she'd be bouncing up and down right about now. Instead, as Cloud heads over to Weiss' closet, she follows him.
It may seem like Cloud is asking for help, but Weiss doesn't see the harm in this at all. He's not in danger, so it should be okay, right? ]
You— You really did get cursed! [ Because of the potion! She could probably siphon the curse from him, huh? But... what's happening right now doesn't seem too bad! And she's totally forgotten about helping him along, too. Of course, if Cloud says he doesn't want to do any of this, she'll give instruction for him to stop. It just isn't what she's thinking about right now. ] Oh, I'm so glad you're home. I can't imagine what you could be doing right now if you were elsewhere!
[ ... not wearing a dress. He wouldn't be wearing a dress if he were elsewhere, Weiss. ]
[ Rummage rummage rummage rummage- and perfectly on cue? He brings out a white sundress. Cloud's lean and muscular, but he still isn't gonna fit into some tailored dress of his girlfriend's either. So the sundress? Might work without him ripping anything. ]
Not putting this on.
[ Is his answer. He wouldn't be wearing a dress if he were elsewhere. ]
Better you than someone I don't know saying "please".
[ Something that he's observed, however, as he gives the simple yet pretty dress a onceover with burning red cheeks? ]
Huh... I keep thinking of stopping, but- [ He lifts up the frilly end of the skirt. Thank god it's not a short skirt either. Because the pants are staying on. Unless she says otherwise— WAIT ] -this curse won't let me.
... Weiss I'm not sure if this'll fit, [ he says with a glance over his shoulder at the shock and glee written all over her face. She's...really taking this all in, huh. Help. / / / ]
Then again, I don't think you'd announce to every person you meet that you're cursed.
[ But at the same time? Cloud did get tricked by a fairy... now it's hard to tell what Cloud will and won't do.
Her eyes follow his every movement, amazed that Cloud's doing something that he can't exactly control. She's never really seen anyone act this way before, and part of it is scary, but there's something amazing about it, too. Well, 'til she notices, finally the expression on his face and how he is... actually asking for help without really saying it. ]
Oh, right, um— [ She'll try and take the dress away from him now, reaching for his hands to bring them down first. ] You don't have to wear a dress anymore, [ That's it, right? Oh, wait... ] please.
But if you could please carry me to bed and brush my hair?
[ She helped him. Now she's gonna milk this for what it's worth 😡 ]
Never know with me. I got too much attention for blowing up our sink when I got sick.
[ And right when he's preparing to lift the dress up and over his head? The angels sing, a chorus of sweet hallelujah when she actually stops him physically. The curse in of itself would have compelled him to keep going, but not by forcefully yanking the dress from his girlfriend's hands. At first he's confused that she's stopping him. ...only for him to realize she's actually taking it back. And in an instant, his hold of her dress is gone. She now has it in her possession as he heaves a sigh of relief.
Listen. If it's a matter of "I'll do it if I must"? He'll do so. And act and play the part as best he can for whatever role is required. ...even if this whole experience (and prior encounters cough cough) was teaching him something about his girlfriend.
...
One of these days he was going to have to surprise her then bind her to an oath of silence. ]
Thank you. [ He sounds so relieved oh my god? ] Oh, sure.
[ Whether Weiss puts the dress back in the closet or not? He's quite literally taking the 'cursed' request to heart. Hopefully she's prepared, because now her topless boyfriend is effortlessly scooping her into his arms, sweeping her off her feet bridal style. His cheeks? Bright red. This time? For a completely different reason as they take a short trek back to their bed. ]
See now you're going easy on me.
[ ...it also doesn't hurt that when caught up in the moment? He'd do this for her already. Albeit not on command. The steps over to their bed, his hold of her is firm yet not suffocating as he hugs her against him. ]
[ Cloud, please. It's not like this is a kink or anything! She's just curious! Besides, Jaune pulled off wearing a dress in front of everyone at the Beacon dance. Surely, Cloud, someone who's more mature (???) can do the same!
By the time the former heiress is swooped up, she's letting out soft giggles of excitement. One is because Cloud's actually doing what she's saying without so much as a complaint, but also because this is a kind of treatment that's... fun! It's not something she could ever demand of him every day, but she would be lying if she didn't daydream about being carried like this by someone who owns her affections. ]
It makes me feel all tingly when you carry me like this.
[ Romantic? Not necessarily the word she'd use to describe it. It makes her heart beat like crazy, like she's much younger and her crush just said hi to her as he passed by the hallway in school. Hah!
And because she can? She's gonna lean on his bare chest during the short trek to the bed. Maybe rest a hand on his exposed pec just because she can. What? He's putting it there so close to her! What else is she supposed to do? ]
[ Kink or not, something about Cloud getting in a dress has made all the girls he's known in his life pop off for him. But! That's neither here or there in the moment- unless she brought the dress back up. kjfadhs Right now? He's more keen on carrying out this order he's been "cursed" to carry out. Nothing's changed but the urgency in which he made sure to properly cradle and hold her as they get to the bed. ]
Hmm. [ A beat. It's romantic. They don't hafta say it. ] So what I'm hearing is...
[ Right when her hand rests on his exposed pec, his cheeks flush deeper as they stand at the edge of their bed. ]
I gotta do this more often.
[ And just when it seems like he wasn't going to let her down? Their little intimate moment shifts slightly as he gently places her on the bed. This would be the part where Cloud took advantage of being behind closed doors to kiss her. Get right on top of her and lavish her with that affection she so rightfully deserves. She's gotta get another reward for all her hard work for the knights, after all. ]
I'll go grab your brush.
[ Were the situation more serious? He might have tried to mentally fight his way out of this curse to resist it. Because her order was specifically to carry her to bed and brush her hair. He prepares to stand back up while confessing, ]
[ Cloud could do it more often! But Weiss does like the special moments and the mood they set first before something like this happens. There have been times before when Cloud would carry her up and off the bed, then to the kitchen like this. Nights when she'd wake up in the middle of them because of nightmares. He didn't do it then to be romantic, so Weiss holds those memories dearly but separates them from moments like these. ]
If you want to. [ She wouldn't say no! But it's also fine if he doesn't. He said the same thing before when they were dancing, but they don't do that stuff everyday, either.
Shifting in bed so she can get comfortable on her side, she watches her boyfriend get back up and grab her comb. Heh... to think she didn't get a kiss because of something she said, too! Oh well, that's fine. She can get back at him another time. And in other ways. ☺️
Surely telling him "You can't resist, please" before she tackles him and tickles his sides is a good enough payback. (Uh-oh, Weiss... you know what happens when the two of you get into tickle fights... 🥴) ]
[ There's no reluctance when it comes to the decisions he makes involving her. Not anymore. Whatever guard he's held up? Thrown into the wind. Not when he so openly fesses to something so pure to his heart. He'd never told anyone else these kinds of things before. Not so freely; it's a side of himself, awoken, that he would never forget or regret revealing. She's made him believe in himself to embrace what he truly wants. And it just so happens to be the beautiful girl waiting eagerly for him to come back with a comb. Settling down behind her, cross-legged, before the comb is introduced, his fingers are the first thing to gently run through those white threads of hair, closer to the base then threading down as he prepares to fix her hair up proper. ]
... hey...
[ His voice trails, only so he can get his thoughts together as he finally begins brushing her hair. He's never asked this before, so... ]
[ With him being close to her, albeit behind her, she can figure out that he needs some time to think about what to say after that "hey". Weiss stays attentive despite how relaxing it is having her scalp massaged by the brush while her hair is being combed. Honestly, if they didn't talk to one another, Weiss could easily lean back and fall asleep on him. (Literally.) ]
Your hair?
[ You know... she never really paid much attention to it! She did have thoughts from time to time about... "Wynne". Granted, these thoughts were never vocalised or told to anyone, but she was a little bothered that the little girl couldn't properly fix her hair what with those spikes never staying down. That was bothersome. Then again, the Weiss of the future didn't seem all that bothered! Maybe she already threw multiple fits about it before that specific point in time.
As for Cloud's hair, though... ]
It grew longer, didn't it? [ Slowly, she looks back at him to see if she can imagine it right now. She remembers— as if that whole phenomena would be so easy to forget— and pictures it now, tilting her head as she studies the look. ] I think that was a good length.
Any longer would be weird, I think... I like the clean look.
[ Well, for him, anyway! On other people, she guesses longer hair, a more untamed mane, would look good. But... she can't imagine that on Cloud at all. For now, she moves again so she's looking ahead, easier for him to brush her hair some more now that she isn't moving much. ]
Yeah, [ he calmly replies as the comb works through her hair. With how well-kept it's been over the years, there's hardly a knot to be found. But even when there's the occasional hitch to his stroke? There's plenty of hair to hold that she won't feel a thing when the knot gets brushed out, the way he holds it. ]
Oh...um...nothing. Just... [ Oh, what the hell. It's not like he's the only one whose thought about what the future may hold for them. ] I was thinking of growing it out again. When this is all over.
[ "this" being their task in this realm. "this" being when the fighting is finally over for both of them. ]
[ Probably no braids or tying it, though... Not that Weiss is interested in that kind of stuff. She doesn't mind at all, so long as Cloud doesn't shave off his hair. That would be the worst. ]
If you like the look, why not? So long as you're comfortable with your hair.
[ But... that does make her wonder, though... They've talked about it before, how Cloud likes it when Weiss lets her hair down. In that future they saw, she maintained the length of her hair. It's likely she's styled it differently throughout the years already, but... she never really got a real haircut, huh? Not that she's interested at this time, but... she'd consider if Cloud said something about it.
[ Brush it more than she already does? It's not as long as hers, and most of his is done via spiking and styling...but it wouldn't be the first time he's thought about letting his hair down a little more either. ]
Mm. Might be worth trying. [ A beat. Two beats. Brush brush brush. ] I can always cut it off again.
[ Despite the fact that this is an order 'commanded' of him by a simple please, the only thing that's changed is perhaps how long he plans on doing this for. Before, he'd brush until her hair was settled and done. But now? He's taking his time with every stroke- just in time for Weiss to look back and ask him something personal about herself too. His eyes, deeper in blue and thoughtful, trail down to the threads of pure white hair he finds his fingers smoothly gliding through. And before he can look back up at her, a warmer smile graces his lips as the answer leaves his lips with little hesitation. ]
It's beautiful. [ Their eyes do meet when he looks back up, a light cant of his head as he fesses from the heart. He can talk about how he loves when she lets her hair down, but he loves the way she styles it now too. But at his core? The answer was always a simple, pure one. ] Keep it.
Yeah. When... this is all over. [ She repeats what he said, committing the idea to memory. Honestly, the future is still pretty scary, but knowing that Cloud is just as determined as she is to spend it together, then she has hope. She has something to hold onto. More importantly, she knows it in herself to never give up on what they want for themselves.
Her confidence is momentary, because him telling her that her hair is beautiful gets her to pause. Red fills her cheeks almost immediately, and she looks down for a few good seconds. Turning around completely to face him, it's just the hair he's holding onto that he'd be able to brush. ]
My heart always starts racing whenever you say stuff like that... [ But it's not a bad thing at all! Winter told Cloud that Weiss appreciates compliments, whether it's about her appearance or anything else. If it's from Cloud, then she's doing a good job. The words always mean so much! Shy as she gets in situations like these, she'd want to keep hearing more of it.
She lets out a soft laugh before getting on her knees and facing him properly. They were talking about his hair before she asked about hers, so... maybe he could let his hair down a bit today? Practice, for later! When it's longer and all. ]
I remember it was something like this. [ Weiss is gentle when she threads her fingers in his hair, one hand combing through one side, while the other plays with the back. It's always soft, at least for her, even when he's styled it. The day's almost over, though, which makes it a lot easier for how he's fixed his hair to come apart. ] And... [ His bangs looked the same, but she fixes it a little, anyway. The usual Weiss fussing. If he tells her to cut it out and not to mess with his hair, she'll stop, but... she kind of wants to see it again! ]
[ Hah... This was the part where he normally got told he was being gross. Truth be told, a few years ago Cloud never would have thought himself able to loosen up this much around someone. Not even his own family and friends. It's not that he was guarded? It's safe to say that the realm of Prismatica opened him to a new side of himself he didn't even know existed. And no we're knot talking about being a wolf. At the end of the day, it lead to him meeting this girl who he'd swear himself to beyond worlds. The bonds he's forged across these places have been irreplaceable to him, even when some carry on in his memories. ]
Now you know how I get.
[ When she turns the tables on him. When she gets his heart fluttering and his eyes wide, like a deer trapped in the headlights. ]
?
[ It's a good thing Weiss' hair is as long as it is, otherwise if she'd gone out of his reach, Cloud would have tried getting right back to her hair. Instead, he still keeps the end of her threads in his hold, continuing to thread the comb through it as her hair dries and softens in his touch. It really was beautiful... But now he's partially distracted by her own fingers threading through his hair. Well... Technically this wasn't breaking her command over him. And he's not opposed either. He's had one hell of a day... And as his head tingles when she combs through it, he almost closes his eyes and lets out a warm sigh, cheeks turning red in turn.
She's close...really close to him. So close that if he wanted to, he could kiss her and forget the meaning of stopping. But instead, his hands continue to busy themselves with the end of her hair and brush. He's...kind of not doing a good job anymore, if only because he's not going through more of it with her having turned to face him.
But he doesn't stop. Instead, matching her gaze like he's been entranced for her. ]
[ ... like, the mature kind of cool. Not that she didn't think Cloud was cool now, but having his hair down like this gives off a different aura! ]
Not as approachable, quiet... [ Wait, that's him right now. She laughs. ] I guess there's not much of a difference. Just as handsome.
[ Just a little more fixing before she pulls back, tilting her head to the side to admire her handiwork. She could kiss him right now if he'd let her, but after a long day? Maybe he'd want to rest! After fighting a giant sushi monster and smelling like fish, she wants to treat herself to something nice— something she believes she deserves. Attention from Cloud is one of those things! But getting to hangout with him after a long day isn't so bad, either.
[ He has the same realization that she does when she starts describing him, only to let out a softened chuckle in time with her. All he can do is hum and nod when she pulls back again. If her hair weren't so long, he wouldn't be able to hold the...well...actually from where he's seated? It's not that he's mindless in this "curse", but it becomes apparent to him that he's actually just holding the tips of her white threads. ]
Really...
[ He was honestly done "brushing" her hair a while ago. The command she gave him before is the only reason he's still working with the end of her long locks. His tongue hasn't been tied up in the process, which leaves her wide open to a smooth retort back. ]
Say please.
[ So that he can stop brushing her hair already and just kiss her already. KFJSDHA ]
[ >:T!!! This guy!!! He did something stupid again!!! Weiss looks indignant for a few good seconds, huffy and upset when she says: ]
I can't believe I have to say "please" for you to kiss me!
[ If she were any more cheesy, she'd be complaining about how Cloud's love for her should break the spell or something stupid like that. Instead, what she says is: ]
Maybe if I kiss you, this curse will be lifted. You know... like in fairy tales.
[ Just as cheesy. Just as gross. Cloud is the princess. ☺️ Should have worn the sundress ]
You ain't the one cursed. [ A beat. Two. ] ...using that word lightly, not gonna lie.
[ Because if it were anyone else? Doing anything anyone asked of him by saying "please" could have gone sideways in a myriad of ways. But instead, she suggests something that, if it weren't for where they've been? Might have sounded silly. Straight out of a fairytale. Yet here they are. ]
Worth a shot? [ A beat. ] Second I'm done with the end of your hair, I won't wanna do anything else.
[ ... it wasn't a truth serum he took. That just came flying out because of his devotion to her last "please". akdsjfh ]
You shouldn't have gotten cursed in the first place.
[ :T Yeah, Cloud. The blame is really on you on this one. ]
You not wanting to stop is making me feel a little nervous, by the way. [ But she shrugs that off with a soft laugh. Even when they were affected by their moonblessings, they did... take breaks! Even if it was a two minute one.
Now, she leans in, cupping Cloud's cheeks with both hands. Softly, just before their lips touch, she makes her request. ]
Stop brushing my hair and just kiss me, please.
[ Now, regardless of the spell wearing off or not? Weiss still gets what she wants. She told him earlier that she wants to kiss him; she does that now, with one hand moving away from his cheek to brush through his hair. No particular reason for this. Weiss called Cloud "just as handsome" with his hair down, but... there's still something so exciting about this new look. Even more exciting because Cloud's the one considering it, only asking for Weiss' opinion on it. ]
[ Is this "curse" all that bad? He's been lucky despite the string of misfortunes. And when she lets out a soft laugh at how nervous she gets at him saying he didn't want to stop? If they weren't so close right now, the implications may have flown over his head. But instead, his own cheeks redden, voice briefly clipping as he tries to find the right words. Being affectionate with Weiss wasn't something he shied away from. Not for one second. But it's an entirely different story getting called out for it. ...even if it was true despite Cloud not meaning it that way. adwkfjh ]
Ah...I uh...didn't mean—
[ It's a good thing that she cups his cheeks then. Her soft words don't calm him down. They only make his heart beat even faster as she commands him to kiss her. Using the "please" at the end? Only makes him that much more enthusiastic. And while she plays with his hair, Cloud doesn't have time to say another word before he's leaning in proper to kiss her right back. It's only been a day since they both underwent their own journeys, but the taste of her lips on his never got any less sweet. Closing his eyes, he only draws back long enough from the first kiss to lift his now freed hand to cup the side of her face. Tucking some of her hair up and aside, he kisses her soft and slow, this time lingering with the promise of a little more heat.
That little "plead" of hers...really only sped up the process. He's always wanted to kiss her. ]
[ This has become one of those "shut up and just kiss me" moments, because regardless of how flustered Cloud becomes from Weiss saying something like that, she still wants his attention and his kisses. And she'd become huffy if she didn't get them. After all, he was commanded to do so, and he has to follow her every word from now on. 😌
There's no particular reason for Weiss to want to kiss Cloud, nor does she need one. If she were to be honest about it? She'd say kissing Cloud was fun, and so exciting at the same time. The moment their lips touch, she's already smiling, putting her weight on him slowly but surely, 'til he wouldn't be able to tell when it was that Weiss started sitting on his lap. ]
So, [ In between kisses, and her playing with his hair, she breathes out: ] Is it— [ No... nope. She wants to kiss him some more, giggling a bit before licking her lips and then leaning in. ] Is it working?
[ The moment he can feel her smiling against his lips, a soft hum of approval emerges as he sighs through his nose. Weiss had always been so light to him, that even when she finds herself sitting in his lap, Cloud's hands were already moving to better support her. Nowhere risqué yet, but still promising as one hand glides down the small of her back, better bringing her in as she breathes between kisses. Every time she does this to him, his brain feels like it's popping with fireworks, heart pumping faster with each pass of her lips against his. Or, ]
Like I'd— [ Ahhh nope. Cloud's not done yet either. This fulfills the order, but he's already technically free. Free until the next time she says "please" to him. So this next kiss that happens to go a little deeper? With the warmth of his tongue slipping against her lips as if asking her to answer back, he breathes, ] Like I'd stop if it did.
[ It hasn't quite crossed his mind yet but...something kind of wants her to keep telling him please. Over. And over. And over again. ]
[ Hah, good. Don't stop, Cloud. Weiss just can't get enough of your kisses, regardless of the occasion, after all. ]
I don't know— [ Pfft, she's laughing in between kisses, enjoying this little back and forth of shallow arguments. They don't have to talk, but this makes things a bit more fun. ] How your dummy mind works.
[ Now, though? With the "curse" being lifted, Weiss doesn't have anything else for Cloud to do. She could keep going and make him do things, but she'd rather have Cloud do whatever he liked... if it meant Cloud holding her arms up over her head as he had his way with her? She sure as hell hoped she wouldn't have to say please for that to happen. ]
[ He smirks against her lips before finally pulling back. That smirk, however, doesn't last very long as the heat spreading throughout his body only continues to grow. Oh, he might not have the same lupine instincts from before. But he sure as hell has the memories of them. He knows what they feel like. How much it drove Weiss up the wall. Sometimes literally. And sure enough, amidst the fun of it all, ]
Then...
[ She doesn't know how his dummy mind works? It's unintentional, the way he gives a light buck of his hips with the lighter Schnee in his lap, but sure enough, the one hand supporting her back stays there as he smoothly rolls her off. Off and right underneath him as he presses himself down gently atop her. Her arms might not be over her head yet but, now that her back is against the mattress, his hand is free to slip into hers, fingers laced as he presses it into the bed beside her head. Golden bangs of hair hang down the sides of his face, voice low despite the smile that crosses his lips. ]
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Now, the spell itself didn't make one mindless when subjected to the will of the "please"-giver. So you bet your ass his eyes are wide as he suddenly starts fumbling over his own words. ]
Wait hey hold on-
[ See, the shirt part isn't a problem. But he did that without even thinking twice. The shirt gets discarded on their bed before he starts heading towards the closet.
Yes, the closet where Weiss keeps a good part of her wardrobe. ]
Son of a— [ he tries not to curse harshly in front of her, which is exactly why there's a look of
comedicpanic on his face when he opens the closet to start picking out a dress. ] It's working Weiss.[ That tone? Is the tone of a man whose desperate for his girl to shift gears. kfadhjs ]
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It may seem like Cloud is asking for help, but Weiss doesn't see the harm in this at all. He's not in danger, so it should be okay, right? ]
You— You really did get cursed! [ Because of the potion! She could probably siphon the curse from him, huh? But... what's happening right now doesn't seem too bad! And she's totally forgotten about helping him along, too. Of course, if Cloud says he doesn't want to do any of this, she'll give instruction for him to stop. It just isn't what she's thinking about right now. ] Oh, I'm so glad you're home. I can't imagine what you could be doing right now if you were elsewhere!
[ ... not wearing a dress. He wouldn't be wearing a dress if he were elsewhere, Weiss. ]
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[ Rummage rummage rummage rummage- and perfectly on cue? He brings out a white sundress. Cloud's lean and muscular, but he still isn't gonna fit into some tailored dress of his girlfriend's either. So the sundress? Might work without him ripping anything. ]
Not putting this on.
[ Is his answer. He wouldn't be wearing a dress if he were elsewhere. ]
Better you than someone I don't know saying "please".
[ Something that he's observed, however, as he gives the simple yet pretty dress a onceover with burning red cheeks? ]
Huh... I keep thinking of stopping, but- [ He lifts up the frilly end of the skirt. Thank god it's not a short skirt either. Because the pants are staying on.
Unless she says otherwise— WAIT] -this curse won't let me.... Weiss I'm not sure if this'll fit, [ he says with a glance over his shoulder at the shock and glee written all over her face. She's...really taking this all in, huh. Help. / / / ]
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[ But at the same time? Cloud did get tricked by a fairy... now it's hard to tell what Cloud will and won't do.
Her eyes follow his every movement, amazed that Cloud's doing something that he can't exactly control. She's never really seen anyone act this way before, and part of it is scary, but there's something amazing about it, too. Well, 'til she notices, finally the expression on his face and how he is... actually asking for help without really saying it. ]
Oh, right, um— [ She'll try and take the dress away from him now, reaching for his hands to bring them down first. ] You don't have to wear a dress anymore, [ That's it, right? Oh, wait... ] please.
But if you could please carry me to bed and brush my hair?
[ She helped him. Now she's gonna milk this for what it's worth 😡 ]
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[ And right when he's preparing to lift the dress up and over his head? The angels sing, a chorus of sweet hallelujah when she actually stops him physically. The curse in of itself would have compelled him to keep going, but not by forcefully yanking the dress from his girlfriend's hands. At first he's confused that she's stopping him. ...only for him to realize she's actually taking it back. And in an instant, his hold of her dress is gone. She now has it in her possession as he heaves a sigh of relief.
Listen. If it's a matter of "I'll do it if I must"? He'll do so. And act and play the part as best he can for whatever role is required. ...even if this whole experience (and prior encounters cough cough) was teaching him something about his girlfriend.
...
One of these days he was going to have to surprise her then bind her to an oath of silence. ]
Thank you. [ He sounds so relieved oh my god? ] Oh, sure.
[ Whether Weiss puts the dress back in the closet or not? He's quite literally taking the 'cursed' request to heart. Hopefully she's prepared, because now her topless boyfriend is effortlessly scooping her into his arms, sweeping her off her feet bridal style. His cheeks? Bright red. This time? For a completely different reason as they take a short trek back to their bed. ]
See now you're going easy on me.
[ ...it also doesn't hurt that when caught up in the moment? He'd do this for her already. Albeit not on command. The steps over to their bed, his hold of her is firm yet not suffocating as he hugs her against him. ]
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By the time the former heiress is swooped up, she's letting out soft giggles of excitement. One is because Cloud's actually doing what she's saying without so much as a complaint, but also because this is a kind of treatment that's... fun! It's not something she could ever demand of him every day, but she would be lying if she didn't daydream about being carried like this by someone who owns her affections. ]
It makes me feel all tingly when you carry me like this.
[ Romantic? Not necessarily the word she'd use to describe it. It makes her heart beat like crazy, like she's much younger and her crush just said hi to her as he passed by the hallway in school. Hah!
And because she can? She's gonna lean on his bare chest during the short trek to the bed. Maybe rest a hand on his exposed pec just because she can. What? He's putting it there so close to her! What else is she supposed to do? ]
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Hmm. [ A beat. It's romantic. They don't hafta say it. ] So what I'm hearing is...
[ Right when her hand rests on his exposed pec, his cheeks flush deeper as they stand at the edge of their bed. ]
I gotta do this more often.
[ And just when it seems like he wasn't going to let her down? Their little intimate moment shifts slightly as he gently places her on the bed. This would be the part where Cloud took advantage of being behind closed doors to kiss her. Get right on top of her and lavish her with that affection she so rightfully deserves. She's gotta get another reward for all her hard work for the knights, after all. ]
I'll go grab your brush.
[ Were the situation more serious? He might have tried to mentally fight his way out of this curse to resist it. Because her order was specifically to carry her to bed and brush her hair. He prepares to stand back up while confessing, ]
Woulda kissed you right there...
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If you want to. [ She wouldn't say no! But it's also fine if he doesn't. He said the same thing before when they were dancing, but they don't do that stuff everyday, either.
Shifting in bed so she can get comfortable on her side, she watches her boyfriend get back up and grab her comb. Heh... to think she didn't get a kiss because of something she said, too! Oh well, that's fine. She can get back at him another time. And in other ways. ☺️
Surely telling him "You can't resist, please" before she tackles him and tickles his sides is a good enough payback. (Uh-oh, Weiss... you know what happens when the two of you get into tickle fights... 🥴) ]
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[ There's no reluctance when it comes to the decisions he makes involving her. Not anymore. Whatever guard he's held up? Thrown into the wind. Not when he so openly fesses to something so pure to his heart. He'd never told anyone else these kinds of things before. Not so freely; it's a side of himself, awoken, that he would never forget or regret revealing. She's made him believe in himself to embrace what he truly wants. And it just so happens to be the beautiful girl waiting eagerly for him to come back with a comb. Settling down behind her, cross-legged, before the comb is introduced, his fingers are the first thing to gently run through those white threads of hair, closer to the base then threading down as he prepares to fix her hair up proper. ]
... hey...
[ His voice trails, only so he can get his thoughts together as he finally begins brushing her hair. He's never asked this before, so... ]
When we got pulled into that..."future" we saw...
[ brush brush brush ]
What'd you think of my hair?
[ And how he grew it out. ]
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Your hair?
[ You know... she never really paid much attention to it! She did have thoughts from time to time about... "Wynne". Granted, these thoughts were never vocalised or told to anyone, but she was a little bothered that the little girl couldn't properly fix her hair what with those spikes never staying down. That was bothersome. Then again, the Weiss of the future didn't seem all that bothered! Maybe she already threw multiple fits about it before that specific point in time.
As for Cloud's hair, though... ]
It grew longer, didn't it? [ Slowly, she looks back at him to see if she can imagine it right now. She remembers— as if that whole phenomena would be so easy to forget— and pictures it now, tilting her head as she studies the look. ] I think that was a good length.
Any longer would be weird, I think... I like the clean look.
[ Well, for him, anyway! On other people, she guesses longer hair, a more untamed mane, would look good. But... she can't imagine that on Cloud at all. For now, she moves again so she's looking ahead, easier for him to brush her hair some more now that she isn't moving much. ]
Why are you asking?
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Oh...um...nothing. Just... [ Oh, what the hell. It's not like he's the only one whose thought about what the future may hold for them. ] I was thinking of growing it out again. When this is all over.
[ "this" being their task in this realm. "this" being when the fighting is finally over for both of them. ]
Whaddya think?
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[ Probably no braids or tying it, though... Not that Weiss is interested in that kind of stuff. She doesn't mind at all, so long as Cloud doesn't shave off his hair. That would be the worst. ]
If you like the look, why not? So long as you're comfortable with your hair.
[ But... that does make her wonder, though... They've talked about it before, how Cloud likes it when Weiss lets her hair down. In that future they saw, she maintained the length of her hair. It's likely she's styled it differently throughout the years already, but... she never really got a real haircut, huh? Not that she's interested at this time, but... she'd consider if Cloud said something about it.
She looks back at him to ask, ]
Is it okay? How long my hair is.
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Mm. Might be worth trying. [ A beat. Two beats. Brush brush brush. ] I can always cut it off again.
[ Despite the fact that this is an order 'commanded' of him by a simple please, the only thing that's changed is perhaps how long he plans on doing this for. Before, he'd brush until her hair was settled and done. But now? He's taking his time with every stroke- just in time for Weiss to look back and ask him something personal about herself too. His eyes, deeper in blue and thoughtful, trail down to the threads of pure white hair he finds his fingers smoothly gliding through. And before he can look back up at her, a warmer smile graces his lips as the answer leaves his lips with little hesitation. ]
It's beautiful. [ Their eyes do meet when he looks back up, a light cant of his head as he fesses from the heart. He can talk about how he loves when she lets her hair down, but he loves the way she styles it now too. But at his core? The answer was always a simple, pure one. ] Keep it.
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Her confidence is momentary, because him telling her that her hair is beautiful gets her to pause. Red fills her cheeks almost immediately, and she looks down for a few good seconds. Turning around completely to face him, it's just the hair he's holding onto that he'd be able to brush. ]
My heart always starts racing whenever you say stuff like that... [ But it's not a bad thing at all! Winter told Cloud that Weiss appreciates compliments, whether it's about her appearance or anything else. If it's from Cloud, then she's doing a good job. The words always mean so much! Shy as she gets in situations like these, she'd want to keep hearing more of it.
She lets out a soft laugh before getting on her knees and facing him properly. They were talking about his hair before she asked about hers, so... maybe he could let his hair down a bit today? Practice, for later! When it's longer and all. ]
I remember it was something like this. [ Weiss is gentle when she threads her fingers in his hair, one hand combing through one side, while the other plays with the back. It's always soft, at least for her, even when he's styled it. The day's almost over, though, which makes it a lot easier for how he's fixed his hair to come apart. ] And... [ His bangs looked the same, but she fixes it a little, anyway. The usual Weiss fussing. If he tells her to cut it out and not to mess with his hair, she'll stop, but... she kind of wants to see it again! ]
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And no we're knot talking about being a wolf.At the end of the day, it lead to him meeting this girl who he'd swear himself to beyond worlds. The bonds he's forged across these places have been irreplaceable to him, even when some carry on in his memories. ]Now you know how I get.
[ When she turns the tables on him. When she gets his heart fluttering and his eyes wide, like a deer trapped in the headlights. ]
?
[ It's a good thing Weiss' hair is as long as it is, otherwise if she'd gone out of his reach, Cloud would have tried getting right back to her hair. Instead, he still keeps the end of her threads in his hold, continuing to thread the comb through it as her hair dries and softens in his touch. It really was beautiful... But now he's partially distracted by her own fingers threading through his hair. Well... Technically this wasn't breaking her command over him. And he's not opposed either. He's had one hell of a day... And as his head tingles when she combs through it, he almost closes his eyes and lets out a warm sigh, cheeks turning red in turn.
She's close...really close to him. So close that if he wanted to, he could kiss her and forget the meaning of stopping. But instead, his hands continue to busy themselves with the end of her hair and brush. He's...kind of not doing a good job anymore, if only because he's not going through more of it with her having turned to face him.
But he doesn't stop. Instead, matching her gaze like he's been entranced for her. ]
Well?
[ How's it looking so far? His hair, anyway. ]
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[ ... like, the mature kind of cool. Not that she didn't think Cloud was cool now, but having his hair down like this gives off a different aura! ]
Not as approachable, quiet... [ Wait, that's him right now. She laughs. ] I guess there's not much of a difference. Just as handsome.
[ Just a little more fixing before she pulls back, tilting her head to the side to admire her handiwork. She could kiss him right now if he'd let her, but after a long day? Maybe he'd want to rest! After fighting a giant sushi monster and smelling like fish, she wants to treat herself to something nice— something she believes she deserves. Attention from Cloud is one of those things! But getting to hangout with him after a long day isn't so bad, either.
Kisses and cuddles would be nice, though. ]
Kind of want to kiss you like this.
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Really...
[ He was honestly done "brushing" her hair a while ago. The command she gave him before is the only reason he's still working with the end of her long locks. His tongue hasn't been tied up in the process, which leaves her wide open to a
smoothretort back. ]Say please.
[ So that he can stop brushing her hair already and just kiss her already. KFJSDHA ]
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I can't believe I have to say "please" for you to kiss me!
[ If she were any more cheesy, she'd be complaining about how Cloud's love for her should break the spell or something stupid like that. Instead, what she says is: ]
Maybe if I kiss you, this curse will be lifted. You know... like in fairy tales.
[ Just as cheesy. Just as gross. Cloud is the princess. ☺️
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[ Because if it were anyone else? Doing anything anyone asked of him by saying "please" could have gone sideways in a myriad of ways. But instead, she suggests something that, if it weren't for where they've been? Might have sounded silly. Straight out of a fairytale. Yet here they are. ]
Worth a shot? [ A beat. ] Second I'm done with the end of your hair, I won't wanna do anything else.
[ ... it wasn't a truth serum he took. That just came flying out because of his devotion to her last "please". akdsjfh ]
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[ :T Yeah, Cloud. The blame is really on you on this one. ]
You not wanting to stop is making me feel a little nervous, by the way. [ But she shrugs that off with a soft laugh. Even when they were affected by their moonblessings, they did... take breaks! Even if it was a two minute one.
Now, she leans in, cupping Cloud's cheeks with both hands. Softly, just before their lips touch, she makes her request. ]
Stop brushing my hair and just kiss me, please.
[ Now, regardless of the spell wearing off or not? Weiss still gets what she wants. She told him earlier that she wants to kiss him; she does that now, with one hand moving away from his cheek to brush through his hair. No particular reason for this. Weiss called Cloud "just as handsome" with his hair down, but... there's still something so exciting about this new look. Even more exciting because Cloud's the one considering it, only asking for Weiss' opinion on it. ]
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[ He wants to fell bad? But... ]
I'm right where I wanna be, so...
[ Is this "curse" all that bad? He's been lucky despite the string of misfortunes. And when she lets out a soft laugh at how nervous she gets at him saying he didn't want to stop? If they weren't so close right now, the implications may have flown over his head. But instead, his own cheeks redden, voice briefly clipping as he tries to find the right words. Being affectionate with Weiss wasn't something he shied away from. Not for one second. But it's an entirely different story getting called out for it. ...even if it was true despite Cloud not meaning it that way. adwkfjh ]
Ah...I uh...didn't mean—
[ It's a good thing that she cups his cheeks then. Her soft words don't calm him down. They only make his heart beat even faster as she commands him to kiss her. Using the "please" at the end? Only makes him that much more enthusiastic. And while she plays with his hair, Cloud doesn't have time to say another word before he's leaning in proper to kiss her right back. It's only been a day since they both underwent their own journeys, but the taste of her lips on his never got any less sweet. Closing his eyes, he only draws back long enough from the first kiss to lift his now freed hand to cup the side of her face. Tucking some of her hair up and aside, he kisses her soft and slow, this time lingering with the promise of a little more heat.
That little "plead" of hers...really only sped up the process. He's always wanted to kiss her. ]
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There's no particular reason for Weiss to want to kiss Cloud, nor does she need one. If she were to be honest about it? She'd say kissing Cloud was fun, and so exciting at the same time. The moment their lips touch, she's already smiling, putting her weight on him slowly but surely, 'til he wouldn't be able to tell when it was that Weiss started sitting on his lap. ]
So, [ In between kisses, and her playing with his hair, she breathes out: ] Is it— [ No... nope. She wants to kiss him some more, giggling a bit before licking her lips and then leaning in. ] Is it working?
[ Is the curse gone? ]
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yet, but still promising as one hand glides down the small of her back, better bringing her in as she breathes between kisses. Every time she does this to him, his brain feels like it's popping with fireworks, heart pumping faster with each pass of her lips against his. Or, ]Like I'd— [ Ahhh nope. Cloud's not done yet either. This fulfills the order, but he's already technically free. Free until the next time she says "please" to him. So this next kiss that happens to go a little deeper? With the warmth of his tongue slipping against her lips as if asking her to answer back, he breathes, ] Like I'd stop if it did.
[ It hasn't quite crossed his mind yet but...something kind of wants her to keep telling him please. Over. And over. And over again. ]
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I don't know— [ Pfft, she's laughing in between kisses, enjoying this little back and forth of shallow arguments. They don't have to talk, but this makes things a bit more fun. ] How your dummy mind works.
[ Now, though? With the "curse" being lifted, Weiss doesn't have anything else for Cloud to do. She could keep going and make him do things, but she'd rather have Cloud do whatever he liked... if it meant Cloud holding her arms up over her head as he had his way with her? She sure as hell hoped she wouldn't have to say please for that to happen. ]
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Then...
[ She doesn't know how his dummy mind works? It's unintentional, the way he gives a light buck of his hips with the lighter Schnee in his lap, but sure enough, the one hand supporting her back stays there as he smoothly rolls her off. Off and right underneath him as he presses himself down gently atop her. Her arms might not be over her head yet but, now that her back is against the mattress, his hand is free to slip into hers, fingers laced as he presses it into the bed beside her head. Golden bangs of hair hang down the sides of his face, voice low despite the smile that crosses his lips. ]
How 'bout I give you a hint.
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