[ From the familiar way his hand settles on her waist, it could almost seem like honest want comes naturally to him, and deep down, in her greediest, most infatuated moments, Aerith suspects it might, if Tseng let it, if their circumstances allowed it. Because here and now there's nothing but honest want, a desire that's glaringly apparent and worth drawing out with these teasing double entendres they exchange. If she had it her way, there'd be nothing but seconds worth treasuring between them. ]
You're in luck. I brought the perfect thing for your bedroom. [ The arms around him tighten in a brief little hug as she speaks, her tone obviously delighted, as though he'd finally brought up something she'd been waiting all night to share.
And, in a way, that's not entirely untrue.
Aerith doesn't want to, but she slides off Tseng's lap a moment later, stepping backwards towards the door as she keeps her gaze on his face, the color rising to the apples of her cheeks not at all from the winter air. With a little laugh, she turns and moves further into his apartment, not bothering to wait for him to catch up as she heads towards his bedroom, unbuttoning the front of her dress as she moves. The red lacy set of underwear she picked out, as festive as everything else Aerith's brought with her today, bright against her skin as she eases the straps of her dress off her shoulders just as soon as she makes it into his room.
Once again Aerith pivots on her heel, although this time it's not to back away and put space between them, but rather to do away with it entirely, her arms wrapping back around him just as soon as he's close enough to hold. ]
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You're in luck. I brought the perfect thing for your bedroom. [ The arms around him tighten in a brief little hug as she speaks, her tone obviously delighted, as though he'd finally brought up something she'd been waiting all night to share.
And, in a way, that's not entirely untrue.
Aerith doesn't want to, but she slides off Tseng's lap a moment later, stepping backwards towards the door as she keeps her gaze on his face, the color rising to the apples of her cheeks not at all from the winter air. With a little laugh, she turns and moves further into his apartment, not bothering to wait for him to catch up as she heads towards his bedroom, unbuttoning the front of her dress as she moves. The red lacy set of underwear she picked out, as festive as everything else Aerith's brought with her today, bright against her skin as she eases the straps of her dress off her shoulders just as soon as she makes it into his room.
Once again Aerith pivots on her heel, although this time it's not to back away and put space between them, but rather to do away with it entirely, her arms wrapping back around him just as soon as he's close enough to hold. ]
I knew you needed some color in here.