[ The moment that Cloud clicked the lock on his door, worries about volume went out the window. Though a lot of it could be attributed to his moon's influence. Her pheromones practically made him feel drunk. And while she gave off heat and want, it's a level of attraction that borders on bestial as the two work against each other. Cloud wants to go faster, as if making up for the time they lost cutting their 'game' short.
It's her voice in his ears as he continues to caress and feel her wetness on his fingers that nearly has him going mad. But that's when Weiss reaches between his legs, settling in his lap and over his own arousal. That growing, hardening length responds to her touch as he bites back another sigh. He tenses, finding it hard to do anything in this position without having them switch.
'Slow down' his mind tells him, hand resting against her crotch as it dawns on him. This is exactly where they'd left off before.
"Do you want to..."
Leave the party? ]
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[ Yes he did. And as he leans in and kisses her again, he's ready for a new one. Cloud is slower, yet always advancing as he presses more of his weight against her. He guides her down on the sofa, the other hand not between her legs sliding up the back of her dress for support. Though in this new position it's a little hard to keep rubbing her like this (they'd need a bed for that), he's more then content with gently pressing down on top of her, his hips slowly grinding between Weiss' legs as he deepens the kiss with a heated sigh.
The hand that was once between her legs runs along the back of her thigh, squeezing as the other brushes along the side of her head, through the soft plumage of her hair. This was fine... He could take things slow as long as he didn't stop. And he gently moans again, this time due to his hips rolling against hers, pressing that firm hardness against her with a growing need. ]
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It's her voice in his ears as he continues to caress and feel her wetness on his fingers that nearly has him going mad. But that's when Weiss reaches between his legs, settling in his lap and over his own arousal. That growing, hardening length responds to her touch as he bites back another sigh. He tenses, finding it hard to do anything in this position without having them switch.
'Slow down' his mind tells him, hand resting against her crotch as it dawns on him. This is exactly where they'd left off before.
"Do you want to..."
Leave the party? ]
.....
[ Yes he did. And as he leans in and kisses her again, he's ready for a new one. Cloud is slower, yet always advancing as he presses more of his weight against her. He guides her down on the sofa, the other hand not between her legs sliding up the back of her dress for support. Though in this new position it's a little hard to keep rubbing her like this (they'd need a bed for that), he's more then content with gently pressing down on top of her, his hips slowly grinding between Weiss' legs as he deepens the kiss with a heated sigh.
The hand that was once between her legs runs along the back of her thigh, squeezing as the other brushes along the side of her head, through the soft plumage of her hair. This was fine... He could take things slow as long as he didn't stop. And he gently moans again, this time due to his hips rolling against hers, pressing that firm hardness against her with a growing need. ]