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[ Weiss' voice grows louder as his name escapes her lips, more out of surprise than pleasure. It's not bad, though, and the sensation of him filling her is making her feel as if she's crazy. Her back arches, leaving some space between her body and the mattress as he moves against her. A moan leaves her when he squeezes her breast, too. There are so many things to feel all at once, and she's pretty sure her time is almost up. There's this feeling building up inside her that's about to burst; her body feels tense, but right now, it's not something she's going to complain about.

Her hand reaches for whatever she can hold that's close to her head - probably a pillow, it's soft enough for it. With her face to the side because she's still not looking at him, especially not with her eyes closed, this is where she finds purchase in. ]

Cloud, don't stop...

[ Yeah... definitely at her most vulnerable right now. She'd never speak this way to anybody if she weren't in this situation. ]

[ Had it not been for Weiss' plea for him to not stop, Cloud might have taken the time to change their position, to drive that angle even sharper, deeper as moans fill the room. There's a tension that he feels building in his loins, but he's not quite as far along as she was, his own stamina playing into the picture. With her neck exposed to him the way it was, and how she wasn't looking at him, there's something more feral inside of him that's triggered.

Guided by that very instinct, he presses against her, his mouth on the hollow of her throat with heated sighs and kisses as his movements grow more possessive of her. His hips start moving again, his cock throbbing heavily with each deep thrust to the back of her pussy as her name leaves his lips against her flush skin. He doesn't bite despite the occasional graze of his teeth, mindful despite the fact that Cloud was starting to get into this more and more too. ]

Haa...haa...

[ Amongst her friends, Weiss is usually the one who thinks most. She's conscious of her surroundings, familiarising herself with everything that's going on, because a small mistake could lead to big disasters. Not to mention, she grew up being very critical of everything—most importantly, herself—that she has to watch out for literally everything.

At this time, though, whatever Weiss built herself up to be is replaced by another person altogether. One who's lost sight of her surroundings. One whose focus is solely on the pressure she can feel, the pleasure welling up inside her that's about to burst, the desperate need for more because this isn't enough and she's so, so close, she can feel it.

It's unintentional, but her inner walls tighten around Cloud with each thrust. It's as if she's squeezing him each time, clinging onto him but letting go so that for a brief second more, she can feel more of him. And it definitely heightens the pleasure, so much so that her strained moans get louder and louder until she's practically crying out Cloud's name over and over, the pillow on her head getting bunched up all the more at the same time. ]

[ The very way they lived and breathed was flipped on them upon waking on those moons hanging high above. In a way, that's where Cloud and Weiss found common footing. While she was the more outspoken one of the two, they were both thinkers. Some would argue he spent more time lost in thought than doing anything else. It's a habit that was very difficult to break. Ever since being brought here, there's been more to consider. Some of those thoughts and feelings concerning a certain huntress chasing spikes of pleasure beneath him.

All those thoughts that kept him awake at night? Tossed straight out the window. All he can see and hear is Weiss. All he cares about is Weiss, and the way she starts crying out his name as the mattress protests beneath them. Feeling her tighten around him, rhythmically as the sound of their hips smacking together fills the room, makes Cloud tense with anticipation. But it's when she keeps doing it, getting tighter and massaging his cock with every thrust, that those waves that pulsate through his being grew stronger. More pleasurable. Moonlacing on top of it all only drove the lupine man more mad.

With the two so enthralled and lost in the midst of something that started so sweet and slow, now downright dirty and raw, Cloud's hips move like a piston, striking that sweet spot each and every time her walls tighten around him. Her name falls off his lips between cursed utterances and drawn moans. Cloud wasn't normally loud; but with Sanguis and Cordis both prodding, goading, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He can feel her petite body bouncing beneath him, rocking back and forth. He wants to come.

Shit, at the rate that they were going? She was going to make him come- and hard. ]

[ It's not everyday that Weiss gets to feel this sort of pleasure. If anything, you could still count with one hand just how many times Weiss has come. She doesn't find that particular piece of information embarrassing, but it's still something to keep to herself.

She's a panting mess by the end of it, and she doesn't even notice it happening. It just suddenly feels like something burst and she feels like she's on top of the world and opening her eyes just makes her see colours and not shapes. It's crazy, and as satisfied as she is, she realises just what kind of mess she's made and even though Cloud is on top of her right now, driving himself to climax as well? ]

Are you—? [ Close?

It's difficult to properly speak because she's still trying to catch her breath. She looks dazed, hypnotised, as if she's not really sure what to do or expect next. ]

[ Both of them were in the same boat, on the "count on one hand" front anyway. Weiss was getting pretty close to adding to that number. He only slows down when he feels her climax beneath him, though his thrusts continue to stroke her insides as deep as before as the tension in his loins starts flaring up.

His breath is labored; the combination of pheromones, her voice leaving that lingering question in the heavy, hot air, and her velvet heat clinging to his girth... He feels dizzy, his eyes opening with a half-lidded gaze, laden with lust as he continues drilling her. ]

Yeah. I—

[ There's not a lot of conscious thought left in him, the soft bounce of her breasts in his view only making the rippling pulses through his body that much stronger. For being an ice queen, Weiss was pushing all the right buttons in setting him on fire. It's good. She feels good. Unless she plans on saying anything, he wasn't going to stop until she had him coming inside. ]

[ Cloud's response at least wakes up the sense in her. ]

Don't do it inside!

[ Oh god. It's not like she knows what it feels like for someone to finish inside her or anything but it just sounds like something that shouldn't happen right now? First of all, she's totally unaware that people can't get pregnant here. They're not even using protection?? So she wants to be careful! And... well. That's the only concern at this time.

Cloud is definitely getting an earful if he can't pull out in time. ]

[ If it wasn't for her piping up as loudly as she did, he might have kept going. He was honestly used to being so wrapped up in the moment (what few he's had anyway) for either party to stop. But she's already reached her climax, and despite the ebbing waves of pleasure that continue to flow through the two of them? ]

Wha...?!

[ Weiss' words are key in bringing about his own senses. Despite the fact he's at the point of no return, he's left both confused and feeling rushed. He groans, grunting once as he feels his abdomen flex with anticipation, trying to hold on for those last couple seconds. He's scrambling, pushing himself more upright with his hands pressed squarely into the mattress by the sides of her head. Not inside.

Not inside not inside not inside not— ]

Weiss—ah...!

[ Well. Here's some good news and some bad news. The good news? Cloud didn't come inside her. The bad news ~~or also good. depends on how you look at it~~...

The weight of his throbbing wet cock, swollen with stimulation, pulses against her lower stomach as he unloads thick bursts of hot cum along the front of her body. A shot gets as far as along her neck, the rest splashing her breasts with threads of his seed down her stomach as the rest pools at her hips. A complete and total mess. ]

Haa...haa...

[ It doesn't take very long for Cloud to catch his breath (enhanced stamina will do that in more ways than one.) But when the blond propping himself over her completely comes to his senses? ]

..... Oh. [ Not what he had in mind. ~~Good luck getting this image out of your mind, Cloud.~~ But he didn't have enough time to move. Euphoric as the sight of her marked like this was to his riled senses was? The look he gives her is definitely not that of a yearning beast. It's definitely Cloud. ]

Sorry. I wasn't planning to...!

[ That's a "whoops" look if there ever was one. ]

Edited 2019-10-05 07:07 (UTC)

[ With her face so red, hair a mess, and Cloud's cum on her stomach and then some, it's clear that Cloud has totally made a mark—he's made her his for the night. That probably wasn't Cloud's intention, but it certainly looks that way when you look at it from an outsider's perspective.

At this time though, it's just the two of them. Weiss' eyes are wide and if her face could get any redder, it would. Her body feels hot and wet, and not just because of what she's done. ]

Cloud, you—

[ Oh my god!! She can't even think straight anymore alfkal ]

Cloud!

[ WHAT DO ]

I uh, um...

[ Cloud's breath catches in his throat again, this time way less euphoric as his brain tries to scramble for an explanation. But then his eyes trail the front of her body. Seeing her covered in his cum, hair disheveled and her face flaring hot, is...probably one of the hottest sights he's ever seen on an intimate level. A revelation that he plans on taking with him to the goddamn grave. Please someone tell him it's the Sanguis talking.

"Cloud!" ]

What!

[ Thanks for derailing that train of thought, Weiss. Cloud might have otherwise felt another wave of arousal hit him, still hard. Instead he fumbles a little bit to get off of her, rolling over to his side as he tries to come up with something to help. ]

Here, just, I'll wipe it down with the sheets.

[ He can just wash them tomorrow. Everything was surprisingly romantic and passionate...

...up to the part where he literally blew it. ]

[ She sits up with her legs folded a little in front of her, reflexively. ]

I— Can I do it instead? [ This is really awkward...

Also please change your sheets tonight... ]

I... also want to take a shower, if that's okay.

Sure thing. [ Cloud's not even going to argue that point. At least she's not the only one blushing stupid. He tugs enough of the bed sheets loose so that she can get to cleaning herself up whenever she's ready. ]

Help yourself. ... Probably gonna need to take one too.

[ Weiss is slow in cleaning herself, but she gets the job done, anyway. She doesn't look at him at all, not even sure what to say to him at this point.

Thank you? What— no... that's dumb, and she's not going to thank him for the sex?? But it also feels cold to not... acknowledge it or anything.

When she gets up, she uses the sheets to cover herself even though he's practically seen her naked already. ]

Can I stay the night?

[ He's more or less letting the moment sink in. What they've done. What vivid imagery was going to be difficult to get out of his head on the frequent. It wasn't possible to just 'turn off' his relatively new Sanguis changes. Like the scent of her pheromones, the smell of sweat and sex and the effect it's all having on his mind. There was a couple of moments where he felt like he was going to lose complete control of himself, driven mad by her.

But he held fast, took things slow for her first time. Was he satisfied? Yes. Did he still want more?

"Can I stay the night?" ]

Yeah.

[ To both. ]

If you wanna shower, it's just down the hall. First door on your left.

[ He's got a couple fresh towels hanging on a rack in the bathroom. ...and he'll switch out the sheets for her. dfaksjh ]

Thank you.

[ She picks up her clothes too, because she intends to put them back on after the shower. It's fine if she'll sleep wearing them... She can't exactly sleep naked.

Weiss is out the door before Cloud knows it, and she doesn't dawdle outside and heads straight for the bathroom. There's a lot she needs to think about right now, and she wants to be alone when she does it. Because- okay. She just—she just had sex. It was good. And she's not going to announce it to the whole world or anything, but she does feel pretty proud of herself for not backing out when she could have.

She still feels nervous now, even as hot water splashes from the shower head. It's supposed to calm her down, and she's trying to stay calm. What's constant in her thoughts are what just happened in the other room though, and she finds herself biting her lower lip because she's... smiling? Gross. ]

[ When Weiss is out of view, Cloud falls back on the bed with an unceremonious flop. Staring up at the ceiling for half a moment or so, he closes his eyes with a sigh through his nose. Calm down, he tells himself. These past couple of nights have been an eye opener for him. There's still a part of him that was afraid of these lupine, feral instincts that threatened to take him over.

The fear of losing his true sense of self was rooted deep into his past. He didn't want to be this blood crazed fighter who practically felt like howling at the moon. It's such a drastic change from the person he's been before- from the reasons why he fought in the first place. While he doesn't regret what he's done during these overlapping moons, he still finds himself questioning just how much of this was what he wanted. Would he have made these choices himself- so quickly? Or was he being goaded like everyone else?

Was any of this a mistake? ]

.....

[ He hears a laugh, faint in his head from the time she giggled at his answer about making stars rain down. Bits and pieces of the time they spent together wash across his mind's eye, their sighs in the still of night as Iris cast its affectionate glow upon the world. And how none of it had anything to do with twisting his impulses by the light of his moon.

No. It wasn't a mistake.

Cloud opens his eyes, his heightened hearing picking up the sound of rushing water from down the hall. Ah, that's right. Weiss was using his shower, probably washing off the sweat and euphoric mess he made of her. As that thought invades his head, he grunts and sits upright, trying to shake it off. But it all keeps coming back, the thought of those hands of hers roaming her wet body, slowly stroking and cleansing herself of what Cloud did to her. Marked her as his. The next sigh that leaves his lips comes off more heated than irritated, but it sparks the memories of Weiss moaning in his ear, whispering his name, growing louder and louder until it all came to an end with a flush, bewildered woman covered in his cum— ]

Dammit.

[ The embers deep in the pit of his stomach are getting stoked again. It plays over and over, his body shuddering from the chill of the room against his sweaty form. The memory of her pheromones, the text that started this night along with the picture, his heart beating harder in his chest, the throbbing waves of arousal that never truly waned... What was it that she said to him before? How Moonlacing always left you wanting more? ]

☾ ☾ ☾

[ It's only a minute or two after Weiss got in the shower that the blond opens the door to the bathroom. It's quite steamy in here, but it's another scent that allures and draws him like a moth to a flame. Putting a Sanguis with their heightened senses and a Cordis with their potent pheromones in the same room? A dangerous combination as Cloud opens the glass door and steps inside.

For as long as the water continues beating down, so too would the night, beneath the influence and glow of the light in which they've been "blessed". ]

Edited 2019-10-10 06:02 (UTC)

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