[ she can’t pull her eyes off him either. She hasn’t entertained the idea of him as long as he has her, but it doesn’t make how much she wants him now any less overwhelming. She had had to put him, like so many other things, in a box on a shelf and for once she got to take that down again. The force of it had hit her like a wave, one she hadn’t let herself process. But now, seeing the way he looks at her, hearing him say in no uncertain terms that he wants her, has always wanted her…
It’s always scared her when people say things like that, but now it just makes her ache, throwing her head back as she sobs out his name. ] Cloud—
[ she forces herself to look back, not wanting to miss any precious second of him, and then he’s making a sound, his face contorting and oh. Sticky liquid covers his hand and it makes her pump her hips harder, like her body understands what her mind doesn’t.
She’s never fingered herself before, but now she slips in a second, rasping as she chases the heat demanding she finish, biting the inside of her cheek and whining as she wishes it was him, pictures the next time when it is him.
Cloud, I— hngh— Cloud, Cloud—!
[ Her body goes rigid, her eyes twitching as she cries out in overwhelming release, gasping in and forgetting to breathe.
Asher body releases, she slumps back against the bed, panting and dizzy, still chasing the aftershocks with her hand. But her eyes catch his, and she smiles, warm and dazed and affectionate, even as a tear rolls down her cheek again.
Somewhere, under this, she’s cold and shaken and weeping. The man is still there, and all she wants is for Cloud to come shield her, or take her away, or kick the man out and pull her to them and they just…lay quietly in each other’s company until morning and pretend this didn’t happen.
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sonicstriker) wrote2021-12-23 02:02 pm
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It’s always scared her when people say things like that, but now it just makes her ache, throwing her head back as she sobs out his name. ] Cloud—
[ she forces herself to look back, not wanting to miss any precious second of him, and then he’s making a sound, his face contorting and oh. Sticky liquid covers his hand and it makes her pump her hips harder, like her body understands what her mind doesn’t.
She’s never fingered herself before, but now she slips in a second, rasping as she chases the heat demanding she finish, biting the inside of her cheek and whining as she wishes it was him, pictures the next time when it is him.
Cloud, I— hngh— Cloud, Cloud—!
[ Her body goes rigid, her eyes twitching as she cries out in overwhelming release, gasping in and forgetting to breathe.
Asher body releases, she slumps back against the bed, panting and dizzy, still chasing the aftershocks with her hand. But her eyes catch his, and she smiles, warm and dazed and affectionate, even as a tear rolls down her cheek again.
Somewhere, under this, she’s cold and shaken and weeping. The man is still there, and all she wants is for Cloud to come shield her, or take her away, or kick the man out and pull her to them and they just…lay quietly in each other’s company until morning and pretend this didn’t happen.
Or…do it for real. ]