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[ The mewls Weiss makes out of the pleasure she receives isn't something she holds back. She'll be embarrassed about it later, but right now when her head is swimming in want, she doesn't seem to notice that the volume of the sounds she's been making has gotten a little louder. Still soft, because these noises are exclusively for Cloud, but they're definitely not at whisper level anymore.

Her hold on him grows a little tighter. Her hand bunches up his vest—what she can of it, anyway—while the other trails downwards. They were going to continue where they left off. They'd completely fast forwarded, or at least, Cloud has, and Weiss is trying to match his pace. As such, her other hand moves to his crotch. Admittedly, the positioning is a little awkward, but she reaches for where his cock might be through his pants, anyway. As much as she wants to feel him in her—whether it's his fingers or something else—she also wants to feel him and touch him. ]

[ 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? ]

.....

[ 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. ]

[ It's with bright blue eyes that Weiss looks at Cloud once she's lowered onto the couch. The angle is most certainly different from what they've done before, but it's more than welcome. When she feels him against her as he moves his hips, she finds that the situation is far too hot that she's lost on it.

She says his name once, whispering it into the air, as she rolls her hips in time with his movements to create more friction. While she's not quite sure what to do with her hands, so she reaches for what she can get. In this case, it's Cloud's backside, but with her short limbs, she's only able to reach until his pockets. At least she slips her hands in, touching what she can and pushing him down against her as much as she can. ]

Ngh—

[ Weiss' hands slipping into his pockets like that, touching lightly against his backside while she pushes him harder against her, earns a little grunt out of the blond. As Cloud starts grinding against her, rolling his hips in a slow rhythm not unlike something far more promising, it becomes clearer with each pass that they couldn't keep at this for long. Not without losing more layers of clothing.

There's a part of him that's tempted to lift the two of them off the couch and take her into the bedroom, strip down and get right to the main event. The thought of that and touching what he could only feel over her clothes thrills him. Weiss hasn't given him any signs that he needed to slow down or be patient... It's something he continues to tell himself. ]

Mm. [ Cloud's lips part from hers, the hand that was once caressing the side of her face dipping down as leans into her ear, ] Like that...

[ He beckons her to stay where she is. This was her first time, and while he wasn't an expert, he was also eager and excited. As long as Weiss belongs to him tonight, and Cloud to her, he wants to do his best to make her feel good. His breath runs hot against the shell of her ear, teeth gently nipping at her lobe before peppering her jawline with kisses. His hand rubs her breast, affectionately squeezing the soft mound over her dress while his kisses descend to her neck, open mouthed, teeth threatening to scrape with a low growl of sheer want. It takes all of his willpower not to just give her a love bite and suck where he marks her. ]

[ Cloud doesn't have to slow down. Weiss came here for a reason, and it seems what she wants is what he wants, too. It's fine, but Weiss isn't one to show, but tell. If Cloud is looking for any hints that Weiss is fine with what's going on and that he can continue? He's not going to get it, but she will at least say what she wants. ]

Cloud, can you reach for the back of my dress?

[ She can't exactly reach right now when her hands are in his pockets. She asks that softly with a hint of mischievousness. She's trying to sound flirty, but she's pretty bad at it. Yang's a lot better at sweet talk. But, hey. She was blunt. He should get the message. ]

Hm? Yeah, hang on.

[ It's all the confirmation he needs as he draws back from kissing her neck. The hand that was trailing her thigh works to do exactly that, slipping between her and the cushion to seek the back of her dress. His fingertips brush over the top, finding the thin zipper between the grooves that hide the teeth. Giving a tug, he draws it down as far as it can go until her dress is nice and loose. ]

Hey... [ Weiss doesn't need to be good at sounding flirty to hook him. Whether it's the influence of Sanguis or her Cordis pheromones working their magic, her bluntness was appreciated. So he decides to repay her in kind with some honesty of his own. The couch was soft, but at this rate he'd just wind up getting impatient with trying to get this off her - not to mention his own shirt and pants. The latter of which was getting a little too tight for his liking. ]

Let's go the bedroom.

[ There's not much that holds her dress on her body beyond the zipper. It's form fitting at the torso for a reason - to keep it in place, so once it's loose, she tries not to get up. Especially when Cloud says he wants to move. Instead of moving to get up, she hooks her legs around him, then moves her arms so that she's hugging him. ]

You'll carry me though, won't you?

[ Either this way, while she's being a koala, or he'll princess carry her. Regardless, it doesn't look like she has any plans of walking to his room herself. It's always been romantic and sexy when the other person would carry their partner to the bedroom... or to the wall—ideally the bedroom, really. ]

[ The smallest lull makes Weiss hugging him the way that she did hit harder than he thought it would, eyes widening while she hooks her legs around him. But it's Weiss' voice in his ear as she asks to be carried that has his heart bumping harder in his chest. She made it really difficult to say no. Not that he ever wanted to in the first place. ]

Got it.

[ By the time the two of them get off the couch, the dress loosely hanging from her, Weiss would indeed find herself secure in his arms. Princess carry it is! There's a momentary pause as Cloud looks down to the Cordis-blessed huntress, gently huffing with a shy smile. He certainly wasn't complaining; to think that almost a month ago, they were fighting each other... There's no time to waste, the blond muses as he carries her into the bedroom. As nice as it was holding her in his arms like this (even tempted to kiss her again), they both wanted far more. There was no stopping this time. She's light in his arms, so it's easy for him to gently lower the two of them down. They hit the mattress, now having much more room to move. Evening the playing field, Cloud pulls the zipper down on his vest before shrugging the material off his shoulders, leaving him topless. Sculpted by countless battles, his body is built lean yet thoroughly solid, on full display for her. But there's still her dress, already falling off her by this point as he starts pulling it down and helping her out of it. ]

[ Weiss slips out of her dress fairly easily, as if it was made to be taken off her. Of course, it fits her perfectly as well, like it was made to be on her. It can be taken both ways, definitely, but at this moment, Weiss doesn't really want to think about technicalities.

She looks at him once he removes his vest, and there's a brief moment where she checks him out because it's not like she has a lot of exposure when it comes to men's bodies. It definitely doesn't look bad. Then, she remembers that she has a scar the right side of her body. It's there at her front, from beneath her breast that's about three inches long. If Cloud manages to look at her back, he'll find that there's a mark there, too.

Her hand moves to cover it. She's not ashamed of the rest of her body, but... this one. . . it raises questions. ]

It's probably better not to ask, [ she says softly as she looks away. Her free hand moves her hair to her right side so it could cover it up. ]

[ When he realizes her eyes are lingering on him, his own appreciative gaze flickers, cheeks darkening. Having not thought much of his own body, Cloud only thought that way he pushed himself was to be expected. So having someone look at him the way she did was something he wasn't used to. It wasn't like he wasn't taking her in either. Like there's an unspoken build-up between them that was waiting to burst now that they were here.

His eyes roam before stopping at her chest. One wouldn't have put it past him to be checking her out, but the hunger he feels prickling under his skin sobers at what his gaze is drawn to. Brow lifting, he's seen enough scars (both on him and others) to recognize what's beneath Weiss' breast. Though he doesn't see the mark that comes out the back, a weight settles in his chest anyway, the edges of the expression touched with concern. He wants to ask, yet at the same time, it brings back memories of others who endured ~~and succumbed~~ to this very pain.

It makes his own heart hurt a little knowing something happened to her, even if he didn't fully understand.

"It's probably better not to ask," ]

...

[ As Weiss' hand moves her hair over to cover the scar, she would suddenly find Cloud's hand atop of hers. With her hand clasped in his and lowered to the mattress, his other hand rests against the side of her cheek, gently returning her gaze to his. He's not looking at the scar under her chest. He wouldn't ask. To be honest, he wouldn't even know what to say. But he doesn't want to — with such raw emotion in his eyes that speak volumes over what words could ever accomplish.

Silently telling her it's okay, his hand lowering from her face as he softly kisses her again. ]

[ She feels it. She feels that he's telling her that it's okay when he kisses her, and he'll find that her tense shoulders slowly gradually relax. Once they are, she kisses him back. It's not to continue where they left off, but there's gratitude and affection radiating out of her for his understanding.

Weiss doesn't let go of Cloud's hand. It's warm and comforting, and it makes her feel that apart from her scar on her side being present, this whole situation is going to be okay. Her free hand moves to his chest, rubbing a pec softly because she needs the support and she wants to touch. It feels so warm, scorching to the touch, and Weiss feels like she could burn at any second, but she wouldn't regret any of it. ]

[ As Weiss kisses him back, there's something different that he feels beyond the immense amount of Chroma flowing through his body. And in a way, as his own body relaxes and he finds himself leaning in, he feels her affection. Though that might be because he's giving it right back at her.

It's reminiscent of the first time they met, his thumb brushing over the side of her hand as this new pace starts slower than earlier. He would have a hard time confessing this with a clear, non moon-addled head, but taking her hand despite how little he knew of this world was something he wouldn't forget anytime soon. Rubbing his pec sends a pleasurable tingle down his spine. She feels cooler by comparison. Was it the Sanguis moon that made his body feel so hot?

Cloud sighs against her lips as his free hand moves to her back, free to touch and explore her softer body as the tips of his clawed fingers lightly dig against her skin. Bearing more of his weight against her, he guides them back down onto the bed. It's similar to the way he had her pinned on the couch, only this time there's much more room. This time, without her dress in the way, he can be more direct with how much the Cordis huntress affected him so. As his free hand rubs her breast, reveling in how soft she is, the other that's holding hers shifts, his fingers lacing between hers affectionately- all while he deepens the kiss with a wilder fervor.

When they first met, he wanted to help her. To get to know her. Support her. And now, he just wants her. ]

[ Weiss is much softer in more ways than one now that her dress is off. And with the signal that it's fine and she's fine and that he's willing to be with her after seeing her scar? Then she'll give all of what she can to him. Her back arches some when he touches her breast while a soft moan leaves her throat to encourage him.

She doesn't feel at all that vulnerable anymore, like this is some scary experience. The nerves have gone down to just the right amount. She feels good about this, about the Chroma she feels, about the whole intimate act, and Cloud. That's why when they take a moment to breathe, she looks at him with a tender expression on her face. Beyond all of this being a want, this has become a need. She needs him now. ]

I'm not sure if I should be the one to unbutton your pants or not. [ She speaks with a lilt, both breathless and excited. As much as she wants to prolong the romantic experience, because this is kind of romantic, in a way... There's not just pure sexual attraction here, she thinks, her underwear's gotten damp and her core is throbbing in need. ]

[ One fleeting moment was all it took for her tender expression to make him want to melt. So this was what she looked like when all the ice was thawed. The tender expression does something to him more than anything more seductive ever could. Cloud had openly thought of how cute she was without even meaning to be. On a deeper level though, harbored and tucked away in his heart as their eyes met, there's more to the huntress beyond how good it felt to moonlace with her. More that he feels as his head throbs and his heart races.

She's beautiful, scars and all. ]

No, [ he answers her with a sense of yearning in his eyes. ] I'll take care of the rest.

[ Cloud's words carry a lot of promise to them. While Weiss' core is throbbing and wet with need, he's not made of stone either. If the way they were grinding on each other was anything to go by, he's been holding himself back for quite some time now. And much like her? He's ready for more, her hot core combined with her pheromones a dangerous combination to his enhanced sense of smell. She's damn near intoxicating to him, addicting...

Pressing himself against her one more time, he gropes and fondles her chest as he kisses her slow and deep. When he draws back, the hand that was once laced with hers slips away along with the other on her breast. Sitting up on his knees, he works to unfasten his pants, sliding his belt off before opening the rest up. While he doesn't make a show of it, he's gotten quite excited too. He's too impatient to take them off entirely, as they loosely hang on his hips before he draws the waistband of his briefs down with.

He pauses as he drinks the sight of her on the mattress in, and flushes hotly at the fact that he's exposed himself to her in kind. His cock is hot and throbbing, precum glistening down his shaft from their foreplay.

Ah, that's right... He did say he'd take care of the rest. Cloud got caught up in admiring her. His hands run along the curve of her hips before he starts to draw her panties down the length of her legs. ]

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[ Despite being told no and that he'll take care of the rest, Weiss finds herself a little embarrassed that she's not putting much to the table. Maybe she shouldn't have said anything earlier. Maybe she should have just reached for the button on his pants...

No, as much as she does want this and want him, she's not desperate. What would he think if she did that? Weiss thinks too much, clearly. Cloud's words and his movements render her immobile though. As much as she wants to move and do something, she can't— she's just staring up at him from where she is. He's the experienced one (so she thinks, anyway). Weiss barely has experience when it comes to this, and even then, she'd be a little shy to take the lead.

Her mouth is slightly open, ready to say something, but she can't find the words. Her body at least finally reacts, lifting her bottom up some when Cloud slips her underwear down. With her bare, she feels a little awkward, but excited at the same time.

She bites her teeth and looks away, face so flushed. She shifts so she can close her legs some. It should be fine, and there's nothing to worry about, but being bare like this is... ]

Don't stare too long.

[ They both had the same "problem" — thinking too much. Cloud was the one that did his damnest to keep her feelings front and center. He needed to be patient with her, but he also couldn't keep her waiting either. But more than anything, he didn't want there to be any doubt. Not from either one of them. In this moment, he feels the same way that she does. He wants this. Wants her.

Seeing her look away, face burning so hot over her soft, pale complexion, was doing something to him. He didn't realize he had this side of him before, so turned on by how shy and cute she was being. She's at her most vulnerable right now, and before she can close her legs anymore, she'd feel one of his hands along the inside of her thigh, sharper nails lightly digging against the sensitive flesh, coaxing her legs to spread a little more.

This next part almost feels like it's too much. But it excites him all the same, has his heart pounding in his ears as the broad, wet tip of his cock rubs against her entrance. Taking it slow like this, the Chroma he feels from such a raw, tantalizing act is damn near dizzying. He swallows, suppressing the urge to moan as his cheeks sting with crimson as he lines himself up. ]

Tell me if I need to stop.

[ Cloud's hips thrust forward, softly at first as he starts entering her, already meeting some resistance as he bites the inside of his lip. The look in his mako-infused eyes as he watches her expression silently asks for her permission. Signs of if he needed to stop, go slower, faster, before he broke through completely and took her. ]

[ Weiss' breath hitches. That's the first reaction. The second is that her eyes shut close as Cloud pushes in further. It's accompanied by her biting her lip again. The fourth is her hands grip onto the sheets, bunching them up a little.

Somebody's fingers feel so much smaller. Somebody's tongue even more so, and even then, it didn't feel like this. So of course, Cloud would meet some resistance. Weiss is small as it is, not to mention, the lack of experience would make Cloud feel like it's a tight fit the further he pushes in. The warm wetness surrounding his cock would feel like he's being enveloped and swallowed whole. Weiss, on the other hand, feels so hot, as if she's about to explode from all this, and it's only from something like this. ]

Mm, it— it hurts a little. [ Said so softly, so carefully, as if she's not hurt at all. Her eyes don't meet his, but there's a very brief second that her eyes flicker his way, ocean meeting sky, before she looks away again. She's getting embarrassed. She wants this, of course, but that doesn't mean that she'll get so excited over her first time. ] But... I think I'll be fine, so you can move.

[ Weiss' hitched breath reaches his ears, triggering a response from Cloud as he bites the corner of his lip. Mindful not to have a repeat of the last time he bit his lip with fangs, it has the embarrassing side effect of letting slip a more heated sigh out of him.

It feels so tight, getting more snug the deeper he goes. It's warm and inviting all the same, sending powerful sparks down his spine as he gives her a chance to regain her own composure. The act of moonlacing and the immense amount of Chroma they're creating only makes the act that much more potent. He was no quick shot, but he hasn't even buried himself completely and the waves of pleasure that ripple through him elicit a hotter flush of red in his face. ]

Weiss... [ It hurts, she says. And he can tell that she's a little embarrassed by this too. It takes most of his willpower not to just close his eyes and lose himself in these euphoric feelings. Or to dig his claws into her hips and simply start drilling her into the mattress. The influence of Sangus and the smell of sex was making it really damn hard not to lose control. Yet the beast in him is quelled by something he couldn't help lightly smiling about. For such a mischievous Cordis, her charm exceeds her. He wants this too, the moon hanging high above them compelling him to take possession of her. ] M-Mm.

[ He pulls his hips back, a fleeting reprieve before what came next. Cloud doesn't stop this time, burying a good portion of his cock inside her as its thickness spreads her walls around him. Stopping only when he feels he can't possibly go any deeper, he revels in her immensely tight pussy, as if he's been swallowed whole by her while his length throbs heavily. ]

Haa... [ He starts slow at first, starting a rhythm as Weiss' body rocks back and forth across the sheets with each thrust. His body's on fire at this point, further fuelled by how good she feels already. ]

Ah— [ She did say it was fine for Cloud to move, but when he does it again, she can't help but let out what sounds like a soft squeal. She said it hurts a little, but the feeling of pleasure far exceeds the pain she feels. The sensation is unbelievable. She can't believe this happening to her. She decides that it isn't the Chroma that's making her feel weightless. Sex feels good. Cloud is making her feel good.

Her breathing's gone loud. Despite the slow pace, her breath is laboured and she tries to keep her eyes open for the whole thing. ]

Cloud- [ Her name is spoken to get his attention. Her eyes flicker his way again and they stay on his for a good few seconds before she looks away again. Her teeth sink into her skin and she lets out a soft moan. ] You feel good.

[ As if to say she means it, she reaches for him, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer for a kiss. ]

[ It's symphonic to his ears, Weiss' soft mewls and reaction to the pleasure. Though Cloud was inexperienced, it wasn't his first time either. And yet the act of Moonlacing on such a deep, intimate level... He never had a clue that sex could feel this amazing. For a man normally so reserved, and arguably repressed as he was, this world was something of an awakening for him. The fact that her breathing is louder than before only spurs Cloud further, turns him on that much more as he resists the urge to simply abandon all care.

Cloud's eyes open, matching hers- the raw intimacy combined with her blue gaze upon him earns her a soft moan in kind, his throbbing member pulsing around her tight walls as he grinds his hips a little bit deeper against her. ]

Yeah... [ He's pulled down for a kiss, anything he wanted to say lost in her mouth as he keeps himself buried inside of her. Both to adjust and to temper the both of them for the next step. He breaths gently against her lips before answering, ] You feel great.

[ Drawing another groan against her mouth, his tongue rolls against hers with a deeper, promising kiss before he draws back a little. Enough that the soft bangs of his hair tickle over her forehead. Though he's being gentle now, not bearing his entire weight down on her petite body, that didn't mean he wasn't about to up the ante. One of his hands grips the curve of her hip, sighing heatedly as he starts moving again.

This time, pulling out until there's almost nothing but the tip of him at her entrance, his cock is quicker to fill her with deeper, longer strokes. He sets a rhythm, pumping his hips to rock her body against the mattress, all while waves of warmth course through him at how incredible she feels. ]

Haa...damn...

[ Weiss wanted to take it slow. Moments like these are to be savoured. Even though the Cordis moon partly made her want to come here and have sex with him, she's still Weiss. Untouched. It's different now though, and she wants her first time to be memorable. Something she'll think of fondly. She's not somebody who just throws her body away at anybody she likes.

She'd have something to say about how Cloud is moving now - more forceful and heated - but whatever complaints she has is immediately thrown away by how good it feels to be pushed against the mattress the way he's doing now. Cloud's cock feels fuller somehow, bigger, and it's hitting all the right spots that somebody else's fingers couldn't. She's made to hold onto Cloud tighter, contained sighs and moans being whispered directly into his ear. If Cloud was ever into loud partners, he won't find that in Weiss. At least what they have now is theirs and theirs alone. No one else can hear it, no one else can see it, no one else can have it. ]

[ Deeply seated, there was a spark that he couldn't quite place from the moment they met. Though partially an act when they crossed blades for the first time, the look within her eyes to the very end stuck with him still. Strength in defiance; Weiss left quite the impression on him. From teaching him what Moonlacing really was, the kiss to his cheek, an ordinary day sharing in their powers, and the 'game' they played... With only Iris' light to shine down on them.

There is a reason that he chose to answer her that night, and even now as the huntress was accepted at his doorstep, in his arms in the throes of passion beneath him now. The hunger he feels for Chroma and the scent of her yearning body driving him was a lingering concern in the very back of his mind. No... Cloud may be inexperienced as well, but he refused to believe that this lust he felt was driven solely by Sanguis and Cordis alike.

His time spent with Weiss wouldn't be a flash in the pan. So when those more forceful and heated thrusts of his picked up a little more, the sound of their hips smacking with each deep drive filling the room, it wasn't out of a desire to have this end so quickly. It's his unfiltered, genuine desire for the girl who holds him so tight, with hushed moans dripping into his ear like the sweetest honey...

He's too inexperienced to have a preference for one's volume. But Weiss' quieter sighs only continue to make his heart swell, a passionate heat coursing through him quicker than before like a pulse. It seems that he likes the intimate secrecy he feels in the fact that everything she's saying to him, offering to him as they indulge this high together, was solely for him. For them. Cloud doesn't capture her lips in a kiss just yet, letting her voice melt his mind more along with how hot and tight her body holds him.

He suddenly thrusts one more time, filling her to the brim as he rolls his hips to grind and really drive that point home. That little 'right spot' she felt him hitting before, he rubs against with a heated sigh in her own ear as he caresses one of her breasts with an assertive squeeze. At least Cloud wasn't going faster anymore- more savouring the moment with her as he leaves his cock buried deep inside her, grinding and letting them both feel those throbbing waves of pleasure as Chroma flows between them like a strong current. ]

[ 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. ]

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