[ It may be something he brings up later on, but as he mulls, there's a part of him that wants to keep it hidden from her. Their effect is strong, not to mention that they've spent the entire late afternoon to evening together by now. It's Cloud's sheer force of will that leaves him resisting that compulsion. It's challenging, by gods was it challenging. But he also doesn't want her to feel bad either.
When the two of them finally stop moving and shuffling for comfort, he simply takes a deep breath and focuses on the comforting Chroma being supplied to him. He's definitely made up for what he's spent today. With his arm around her waist, he couldn't go after her hair or brush the feathers on her exposed arm. He wants to pet the bird... :(
But when his softly glowing eyes drift down to Weiss one more time, he notices just how relaxed she is. Even more than usual. He's seen this look before, especially with eyelids so heavy that keeping them open was a chore. And somehow, despite the raw, potent height of her pheromones, and the thirst that's crept up on him as if there's little end in sight... Seeing the look on her face as she's enchanted by the warmth she holds at her side and the Chroma it brings... ]
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[ How could he disturb that? His expression softens as his gaze returns to the final act of the film. He may be resisting her pheromones, but Cloud submits to something far more important.
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When the two of them finally stop moving and shuffling for comfort, he simply takes a deep breath and focuses on the comforting Chroma being supplied to him. He's definitely made up for what he's spent today. With his arm around her waist, he couldn't go after her hair or brush the feathers on her exposed arm. He wants to pet the bird... :(
But when his softly glowing eyes drift down to Weiss one more time, he notices just how relaxed she is. Even more than usual. He's seen this look before, especially with eyelids so heavy that keeping them open was a chore. And somehow, despite the raw, potent height of her pheromones, and the thirst that's crept up on him as if there's little end in sight... Seeing the look on her face as she's enchanted by the warmth she holds at her side and the Chroma it brings... ]
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[ How could he disturb that? His expression softens as his gaze returns to the final act of the film. He may be resisting her pheromones, but Cloud submits to something far more important.
Her. ]
(Suck it up, Cloud.)