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Aerith Gainsborough ([personal profile] ancientflower) wrote in [community profile] jikan_ooc 2022-04-24 07:41 pm (UTC)

[Aerith might have laughed, if she'd had the breath to. Or the ability to pull away long enough to do more than take a short breath before Sephiroth had her lips covered once more. She held onto him, almost afraid to let go. What if he went away if she did? What if this was all some wild figment of her imagination brought on by that drink at the bar? It did, of course, beg the question as to why she was imagining this scenario... But that was something for Future Aerith to consider the implications of.

If Sephiroth expected any kind of discouragement, he would not find it with her.

Imagination or reality, Aerith had never felt more alive. Had never felt more desired, more needed... And then she heard a crack. Aerith finally did break the kiss then, gasping and looking at where the sound had come from, only to find the door had been pulled off of it's hinges! She did laugh then, breathless and amazed as they entered the home... And then before she could say a thing, Sephiroth had his lips on her's again. And more than that, his hands were on her skin. Aerith shivered, softly moaning into his kiss. His hands were cool, rough in the nicest of ways, and she wanted the same. She wanted to touch, but there was so much leather and straps in the way she had no idea how to even start!

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