[ And some questions will just have to be revealed on the next exciting episode of— ]
[ He winds up staring up the stairs at the stumbling blonde Traveler. For this time, the second his ears pick up on a soft "fwump" that is Aether faceplanting on the bed, he softly shakes his head with a sigh. Perhaps he'll go and check up on him later. Right now, it's probably best he figures out just where exactly they both vanished off to. Or at the very least, it'll leave Cloud alone with his thoughts as he decides to try taking a step outside the rather spacious home. The sight he's greeted to is...
Well. Ethereal was one way to describe it. It's like they were transported to an entirely different world. The skies are clear as crystal, and the weather pristine. If he weren't wearing shoes, the grass beneath his feet would be a cool reprieve. Sure enough, this had to be Aether's doing. And it's knowing that that enables him to not feel so concerned about his predicament. But more importantly, it leaves a question to mull in the back of the blond's mind. ]
(Aether...) [ And by extension, ] (Lumine... Who are you two?)
[ "It's complicated, but let's say for now I travel?" ]
[ A thin smile tugs at the corner of his mouth before he decides to venture out further into the Serenitea Pot's worldscape. In truth...there's really nowhere to go without running the risk of, y'know, getting lost? So his ventures around the perimeter only take him so far. Far enough to see him deciding to take solace beneath a well-shaded tree. There's something about this place...and the peace that it upholds, that reminds him of memories since long gone. He'd only just recently had some of his old memories unlocked, so making heads or tails of his life and what he was doing was still an adjustment period. But maybe...this was a blessing a disguise.
A chance to embrace a fleeting reprieve from all the questions that would continue to bombard his thoughts as the days rolled into weeks, weeks into months...
He supposes he has a certain sleepy drunk Traveler to thank for this chance meeting. Another little pitstop on their journeys as dreams sweep them away.
Sweep them away...
Sweep...sweep them...
His eyes feel heavy. And before he knows it, he's closed his eyes. ]
... .... .....
[ ...... ............. .. ]
[ "...oud?" Mn... "Cloud...?" ]
[ Eyes still heavy, his soft glowing blues still return to the real world nonetheless. But their weariness doesn't last for very long when he's greeted to the sight of a familiar face. He could have sworn he only just nodded off for a second. But wasn't this Aether's place? So then why was...? ]
Lumine? What are you—
[ He can't explain why, but seeing her standing over him, a wave of familiar warmth rushes through his system... A surge of heat that brings back other various memories from last month. Memories that he would like to keep under lock & key, yet sure enough, his words fail him, the taller blond cut off by the weight of the daintier Traveler suddenly straddling his lap and setting a finger to his lips to hush him. It's all Cloud can do in this steadily hastening space of time to keep still. Keep his hands to himself as his questions start flying out the window.
Especially when he's asked,
"Didn't you say...that we can keep going?" ]
...
✨✨✨
Haa—
[ They shouldn't be doing this. They absolutely should not be doing this. Not here. This wasn't what he had in mind when he said that he wanted to reconnect with her. That he wanted to start things off on the right foot without some sweltering heat muddling their desires and seeing one another as another means to an end. That if he was going to be staying in this world, that he at least make the effort to try. And yet, here they were, their positions having changed, grass and dirt getting underneath Lumine's nails as she digs for any kind of purchase.
With Cloud, like a starved wolf in a rut, railing into her tight little pussy as he faintly registers the hot ripple of pleasure that surges through every tip of his nerves. One hand holds steady on the curve of her hip as her dress stays hiked around her waist, giving him a generous view as her ass rocks against his pelvis every time his cock bottoms out inside her. His other hand slips underneath, his abs clenching visibly as his palm splays over her lower stomach, a visceral feeling when he slides so deep inside of her, as if the two of them could feel him reaching and stretching her out.
Her name falls off her lips as she seemingly forgets her voice, barely able to manage getting back onto her forearms as she loses herself to this wanton heat. As Cloud loses what little sense of reason he has left. Why were they doing this? Why was Lumine suddenly here? If this isn't what he wanted, why was he dreaming it? ]
Still want more?
[ His question, trapped between velvet-toned words and clipped groans, is met with the blonde's head tilting back so she peak up to him from her place beneath him. Golds begging him to keep going. You'll do it, won't you, Cloud? You can keep fucking her, right? You can get back to her apartment and press her full tits up against the glass, high above the rest of the city and daring random passersby to look up? To see her being claimed by her "sparring" partner. He can handle her— ]
[ "I told you..." suddenly, a voice comes from behind, the hand that was once on Lumine's hip settling on her shapely backside when Cloud hears a different voice dripping into his ear. Someone more...masculine. More immediately familiar as he suddenly feels a pair of hands roam along that clenching abdomen of his and press against his back. Effectively sandwiching the swordsman between the mysterious third party pressing against him from behind, and the flushed, smiling twin sister daring the blond to continue.
His breath hitches when he feels a pair of lips against his ear, while at the same time his mind is telling him that Lumine's pussy is squeezing down even tighter on his turgid shaft. He can feel himself already on the brink of losing it—
And when Cloud spares a glance back, tilting his head towards the origin of the voice pressed against his back...
"Anything my sister can handle... I can."
His breath hitches, and just before he can reach the pinnacle and come crashing down the other side, Aether's teeth tug on his lobe whilst nails play through the chiseled grooves of his abs, ]
cw: wet dream 1/2
[ He winds up staring up the stairs at the stumbling blonde Traveler. For this time, the second his ears pick up on a soft "fwump" that is Aether faceplanting on the bed, he softly shakes his head with a sigh. Perhaps he'll go and check up on him later. Right now, it's probably best he figures out just where exactly they both vanished off to. Or at the very least, it'll leave Cloud alone with his thoughts as he decides to try taking a step outside the rather spacious home. The sight he's greeted to is...
Well. Ethereal was one way to describe it. It's like they were transported to an entirely different world. The skies are clear as crystal, and the weather pristine. If he weren't wearing shoes, the grass beneath his feet would be a cool reprieve. Sure enough, this had to be Aether's doing. And it's knowing that that enables him to not feel so concerned about his predicament. But more importantly, it leaves a question to mull in the back of the blond's mind. ]
(Aether...) [ And by extension, ] (Lumine... Who are you two?)
[ "It's complicated, but let's say for now I travel?" ]
[ A thin smile tugs at the corner of his mouth before he decides to venture out further into the Serenitea Pot's worldscape. In truth...there's really nowhere to go without running the risk of, y'know, getting lost? So his ventures around the perimeter only take him so far. Far enough to see him deciding to take solace beneath a well-shaded tree. There's something about this place...and the peace that it upholds, that reminds him of memories since long gone. He'd only just recently had some of his old memories unlocked, so making heads or tails of his life and what he was doing was still an adjustment period. But maybe...this was a blessing a disguise.
A chance to embrace a fleeting reprieve from all the questions that would continue to bombard his thoughts as the days rolled into weeks, weeks into months...
He supposes he has a certain sleepy drunk Traveler to thank for this chance meeting. Another little pitstop on their journeys as dreams sweep them away.
Sweep them away...
Sweep...sweep them...
His eyes feel heavy. And before he knows it, he's closed his eyes. ]
... .... .....
[ ...... ............. .. ]
[ "...oud?" Mn... "Cloud...?" ]
[ Eyes still heavy, his soft glowing blues still return to the real world nonetheless. But their weariness doesn't last for very long when he's greeted to the sight of a familiar face. He could have sworn he only just nodded off for a second. But wasn't this Aether's place? So then why was...? ]
Lumine? What are you—
[ He can't explain why, but seeing her standing over him, a wave of familiar warmth rushes through his system... A surge of heat that brings back other various memories from last month. Memories that he would like to keep under lock & key, yet sure enough, his words fail him, the taller blond cut off by the weight of the daintier Traveler suddenly straddling his lap and setting a finger to his lips to hush him. It's all Cloud can do in this steadily hastening space of time to keep still. Keep his hands to himself as his questions start flying out the window.
Especially when he's asked,
"Didn't you say...that we can keep going?" ]
...
Haa—
[ They shouldn't be doing this. They absolutely should not be doing this. Not here. This wasn't what he had in mind when he said that he wanted to reconnect with her. That he wanted to start things off on the right foot without some sweltering heat muddling their desires and seeing one another as another means to an end. That if he was going to be staying in this world, that he at least make the effort to try. And yet, here they were, their positions having changed, grass and dirt getting underneath Lumine's nails as she digs for any kind of purchase.
With Cloud, like a starved wolf in a rut, railing into her tight little pussy as he faintly registers the hot ripple of pleasure that surges through every tip of his nerves. One hand holds steady on the curve of her hip as her dress stays hiked around her waist, giving him a generous view as her ass rocks against his pelvis every time his cock bottoms out inside her. His other hand slips underneath, his abs clenching visibly as his palm splays over her lower stomach, a visceral feeling when he slides so deep inside of her, as if the two of them could feel him reaching and stretching her out.
Her name falls off her lips as she seemingly forgets her voice, barely able to manage getting back onto her forearms as she loses herself to this wanton heat. As Cloud loses what little sense of reason he has left. Why were they doing this? Why was Lumine suddenly here? If this isn't what he wanted, why was he dreaming it? ]
Still want more?
[ His question, trapped between velvet-toned words and clipped groans, is met with the blonde's head tilting back so she peak up to him from her place beneath him. Golds begging him to keep going. You'll do it, won't you, Cloud? You can keep fucking her, right? You can get back to her apartment and press her full tits up against the glass, high above the rest of the city and daring random passersby to look up? To see her being claimed by her "sparring" partner. He can handle her— ]
[ "I told you..." suddenly, a voice comes from behind, the hand that was once on Lumine's hip settling on her shapely backside when Cloud hears a different voice dripping into his ear. Someone more...masculine. More immediately familiar as he suddenly feels a pair of hands roam along that clenching abdomen of his and press against his back. Effectively sandwiching the swordsman between the mysterious third party pressing against him from behind, and the flushed, smiling twin sister daring the blond to continue.
His breath hitches when he feels a pair of lips against his ear, while at the same time his mind is telling him that Lumine's pussy is squeezing down even tighter on his turgid shaft. He can feel himself already on the brink of losing it—
And when Cloud spares a glance back, tilting his head towards the origin of the voice pressed against his back...
"Anything my sister can handle... I can."
His breath hitches, and just before he can reach the pinnacle and come crashing down the other side, Aether's teeth tug on his lobe whilst nails play through the chiseled grooves of his abs, ]