[ There is nothing else, that by the time they finish, the only thing in the world that matters, that has ever mattered, that will ever matter, is her. They find their rhythm so much more easily this time, moving with a natural ease, his whole body trembling with heady pleasure that coats him like flames. She says his name, crackling with smoke and thunder, and holds it within her mouth as she kisses him, rocks against him, scrapes his scalp with her fingernails. How could she be anything but the whole world to him, when she molds to him so perfectly and completely?
But they can only build for so long, until they at last reach the peak, and a low, guttural sound rends from him and spills against her mouth as his hips arch off the floor. It's absolutely dizzying, stars blurring his vision, and he clings to her like his life depends on it. In that moment, they are connected infinitely, until at last he starts to come down, sinking back onto the cold, hard floor.
Of course, he clings to her still, fingers tangling in her damp, messy hair, the smell of sweat and sex thick on the air. The cold of the floor is like a shock to his system, his nerves already fraying with the sweet aftershocks that rolls over his body. Every part of him feels so alive.
Sighing through panted breaths, he mouths at her temple, before stuttering: ]
Th-third time's the charm...
[ I mean, the first was good, and will always be special for being their first encounter, but this was...something else. ]
[ maybe it was the too-long build up they had to endure to arrive at this point, maybe it's the fact that they are both more confident this time, or the position and control she has - but this time.. this time her peak is far more intense and fulfilling, it rocks her completely, from head to toe, her back arching and her breath catching hard. white hot light flashes behind her eyes, and for a sweet, blissful moment there is nothing in the world but simple, easy, deep-seated pleasure that blurs the edges of the world and blots out everything but this simple, straightforward sensation.
i mean, not that their first time wasn't good, but... she'd kind of been wondering what all the fuss is about tbh........
all the strength bleeds from her body, and alisaie folds forward against him, slick with sweat and panting hard, her skin prickling with goosebumps as the chilly air of the ship kisses her too-hot body. he's still all wrapped up around her, and she around him, and she keeps close even as her body begins to fall slack, her heavy head tucked beneath his skin. ]
.. mm.
[ she starts, eloquently; give her a few more breaths. ]
[ She said it. He hums out a similar note, one hand moving in lazy patterns over her lower back, the other continuing to tangle endlessly in her hair. You wouldn't think she had so much with how she has it braided back all the time, but she has so much hair...
He loves it, and he buries his face in it, inhaling the scent of her and her exertions, drinking in this sweet moment in and existing in this perfect space with her. ]
...I love you. I'm...so glad you're here with me.
[ Ah, yes, now they're done being sexy, so it's time to be sappy. He means it though, of course. She has been his constant companion through his world...where would he be without her right now? He is so, so very lucky.
And not just because the sex was really, really good and he is still shuddering with afterglow. ]
[ ah here it is, the grossness.. it comes hand in hand with the sexiness, she knows. prompto is a softhearted romantic, so it comes as no surprise, but as sappy as it is, that heart is what she fell in love with. not his pretty face or his charming freckles, however attractive they might be - but it is his kindness that she loves most, his gentleness, and how he has been able to keep his heart so strong and pure in the face of such terrible, painful things.
so even if her smile slants in a teasing sort of way, her heart swells with fondness in the same turn. ]
You are such a sap.
[ she says, but she can't keep the smile out of her voice, and she lifts her head to look down into his face, gently tickling at his ribs with her fingertips. before he can retort she dips down to seek his mouth again, kissing him with what remains of their lingering heat, slow and deep and warm, her nose nuzzling along his own, her breath mingling with his, her words muffled between their mouths. ]
I love you, too.
[ and for all she acts the proud and independent one, she relies on him just as much as he relies on her. ]
[ He may not have the chance to retort before she's kissing him, but he does have the chance to huff a breathless, indignant laugh that she catches with her mouth. This is all still so good and new. Her kisses are warm and tantalizing, her skin soft and welcoming, her touch all but necessary. They finally managed to pull it off, they made love for the second time, it wasn't just a one-and-done deal for them. And it was even better this time.
Which, really, makes him all the more eager for their future together.
He catches his breath from her lungs through that kiss, winding his arms more completely around her back to secure her right where she is. ]
You like it, don't lie...
[ ...Don't think smooching and reciprocating his love will get her out of a retort!! But he's smiling through it, leaning up to butt his face against her own like a cat. ]
[ he's punished for his sass with a bite to the lip, gentle and playful, but the curve of his mile against her mouth is all too contagious. prompto's talent for lighting up the space around him never abates, and she feels her heart lift at the sound of his soft laugh. alisaie hardly needs his arms around her to keep her near; wild chocobos could not drag her away from this moment. ]
I've no idea what you're talking about.
[ she answers, bumping her nose against his in response, then lifting her head just enough to look into his face, her hair a wild halo around her head. this moment feels so soft and good, her body still rolling with pleasant aftershocks, surrounded by the thick scent of sex and his skin and hair, the sound of his rumbled laughter still fresh in her ears. it won't be long until they both feel stiff from the hard floor, but for now, she'll enjoy being as gross as possible. ]
Thank the Gods no one stumbled in..
[ not that they couldn't still be stumbled in on at any time now, which would still be petrifyingly embarrassing, but still. ]
[ Yeah...no kidding. After the "hot diggity dog" debacle of their last attempt at sex, and the mishap with the pod, Prompto had been afraid that they simple weren't meant to do it again, and someone walking in on them in the middle of doing it would have made their sex life irretrievable. But miraculously, once they hit the floor, it all went off swimmingly.
Pun intended. ]
Yikes...I don't even wanna picture it.
[ Which, of course, he is now. Still, he peers up into her bright, flushed face as his breathing slowly returns to normal, his heart sinking back to its usual pace. The vestiges of pleasure still thrum in his blood, and even for how cold and hard the floor is against his back, he is perfectly comfortable right now, lax with her bare skin pressed to his, the sight and scent and feel of her all around him.
Tipping up his chin, he kisses her jaw. ]
You know...they still could.
[ He just has to point it out...but he doesn't make a move to separate from her or get dressed or anything. ]
anyway, yeah, they're still in danger of being walked in on while she's stark nude on top of him, but apparently she isn't remotely worried about that. she's comfortable, riding on the dregs of a rush of endorphins, everything feels warm and soft and loose, her head is full of cotton, and she loves this idiot boy. everything feels so good.
lazy and languid, alisaie threads her fingers through his damp hair, pressing it back from his face and eyes, dragging kisses along his brow, his temple, his cheek. she's feeling affectionate and amorous.. ]
[ He isn't moving either, especially when she pays him attentions like this. Her kisses are sweet and soft and affectionate, and slowly but surely, Prompto is learning just what an affectionate girl Alisaie is. Of course, he won't be left behind on that regard, his fingers drawing aimless, soothing patterns over her shoulder blades, nosing up into that soft, sensitive spot of skin just below her jaw and pressing a pattern of delicate kisses there. ]
We might...but I'm kinda comfy right now...
[ On this hard, unforgiving floor with another person on top of him, but, look, he could be laying on a bed of hot coals right now and he probably wouldn't move. ]
And, y'know, someone's lyin' on top of me...
[ He teases, a laugh brushing her skin. He clearly has no real problem with this... ]
[ the kiss beneath her ear earns a shiver and a hum, and alisaie's eyes flutter closed to appreciate it, a low sound like a purr rolling in her throat. it feels as if they have been close with one another for so long now, but still she feels that they have so much to learn, so much to explore and enjoy. there are parts of herself that she had never known were so sensitive, and the simple touch of his fingertips gliding over her shoulderblades feels so sweet..
smiling, she nuzzles her nose to his cheek. under the right circumstances, he shall find that she is very affectionate indeed, far moreso than she might let on - but alisaie's love is something reserved for a very scant few. ]
Are you saying I am heavy?
[ ARE U CALLING HER FAT!! alisaie rears back enough to shoot him a hard look down her nose. ]
[ Don't give him that look, he didn't mean it like that!! But her little scowl is so adorable that he can't help another light chuckle. Gods, he could stay like this for years and years and years... ]
Nah, I'm callin' myself weak. These muscles're all for show.
[ He says, while flexing his arms around her...why is he so embarrassing. ]
I'd rather you stay right here, anyway. I-I mean...there's nowhere I'd rather be right now than here, with you.
[ Ah, the sap is back, and to punctuate it, he leans up to kiss her, his eyes fluttering shut and his cheeks a soft, rosy pink as his mouth fits over her own, sweet and lingering. ]
[ i can't believe he is flexing at a time like this.. she loves his sexy arms though, even if the rest of him is a white noodle.
not that anything at all matters once he's kissing her. it's nothing like the hard, wet, heated kisses they'd been sharing only a few minutes ago, but it's still just as good - soft and lazy and so warm it heats her up inside, urging a low, pleased sound from her chest. she has nothing to say, at least not for several long moments while they kiss, her fingers still caught in his hair, her free hand curled against his chest, thumb drawing against his skin. there's no need to fill the space with words, not right now.
but once they break for breath she smiles against his lips, and at last begins to shift, dislodging herself a bit - though not much. alisaie shifts onto her side to press up against him, then reaches for the blanket and pillow from the pod above them, pulling them both to the floor. ]
[ This is nice. This is perfect. He could lie down here and kiss her for an eternity and still never get tired of it. But all good things must come to an end, even if this good thing is really just shifting into another good thing. Alisaie leans back to pull the pillow and blanket from the pod above down onto them, sweeping cool air over his sensitive skin. As the blanket settles over them, he burrows close, slinging an arm over her waist as he nestles against the pillow next to her. ]
Fancy a little nap on the floor, huh?
[ Well, it's not like the pod is much better, especially for two people. They'll wake up stiff and cramped, but he really can't bring himself to care just now. Not when everything is perfect like this.
Bumping his nose to hers, he slips his calf around hers so their legs tangle comfortably. ]
[ yeah it won't be the most comfortable sleep, but alisaie has spent plenty of time sleeping on hard, rocky, or otherwise inhospitable surfaces before, to it's nothing she cannot handle. besides, they have a pillow, and a blanket, and body heat. ]
Yes, a nap, of course.
[ if you think she isn't going to pass out for like nine hours probably you would be mistaken. she's so tired, she was tired even before they started their little shooty game, and now after these sexy exertions she's even more sleepy.
slipping her arms over his shoulders, alisaie pulls in close, butting her head beneath his chin and nuzzling up against his collarbone. he smells so good, warm and familiar; how did it get so easy to be close with him? how did she learn to enjoy such affections? a year ago the very idea of being this near to another person would have absolutely setting her on fire, but now.. now it feels natural, simple, easy, like it has always been this way, like they have always been this close. dragging lazy kisses along the column of his throat, alisaie closes her eyes. ]
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But they can only build for so long, until they at last reach the peak, and a low, guttural sound rends from him and spills against her mouth as his hips arch off the floor. It's absolutely dizzying, stars blurring his vision, and he clings to her like his life depends on it. In that moment, they are connected infinitely, until at last he starts to come down, sinking back onto the cold, hard floor.
Of course, he clings to her still, fingers tangling in her damp, messy hair, the smell of sweat and sex thick on the air. The cold of the floor is like a shock to his system, his nerves already fraying with the sweet aftershocks that rolls over his body. Every part of him feels so alive.
Sighing through panted breaths, he mouths at her temple, before stuttering: ]
Th-third time's the charm...
[ I mean, the first was good, and will always be special for being their first encounter, but this was...something else. ]
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i mean, not that their first time wasn't good, but... she'd kind of been wondering what all the fuss is about tbh........
all the strength bleeds from her body, and alisaie folds forward against him, slick with sweat and panting hard, her skin prickling with goosebumps as the chilly air of the ship kisses her too-hot body. he's still all wrapped up around her, and she around him, and she keeps close even as her body begins to fall slack, her heavy head tucked beneath his skin. ]
.. mm.
[ she starts, eloquently; give her a few more breaths. ]
Something like that..
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He loves it, and he buries his face in it, inhaling the scent of her and her exertions, drinking in this sweet moment in and existing in this perfect space with her. ]
...I love you. I'm...so glad you're here with me.
[ Ah, yes, now they're done being sexy, so it's time to be sappy. He means it though, of course. She has been his constant companion through his world...where would he be without her right now? He is so, so very lucky.
And not just because the sex was really, really good and he is still shuddering with afterglow. ]
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so even if her smile slants in a teasing sort of way, her heart swells with fondness in the same turn. ]
You are such a sap.
[ she says, but she can't keep the smile out of her voice, and she lifts her head to look down into his face, gently tickling at his ribs with her fingertips. before he can retort she dips down to seek his mouth again, kissing him with what remains of their lingering heat, slow and deep and warm, her nose nuzzling along his own, her breath mingling with his, her words muffled between their mouths. ]
I love you, too.
[ and for all she acts the proud and independent one, she relies on him just as much as he relies on her. ]
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Which, really, makes him all the more eager for their future together.
He catches his breath from her lungs through that kiss, winding his arms more completely around her back to secure her right where she is. ]
You like it, don't lie...
[ ...Don't think smooching and reciprocating his love will get her out of a retort!! But he's smiling through it, leaning up to butt his face against her own like a cat. ]
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I've no idea what you're talking about.
[ she answers, bumping her nose against his in response, then lifting her head just enough to look into his face, her hair a wild halo around her head. this moment feels so soft and good, her body still rolling with pleasant aftershocks, surrounded by the thick scent of sex and his skin and hair, the sound of his rumbled laughter still fresh in her ears. it won't be long until they both feel stiff from the hard floor, but for now, she'll enjoy being as gross as possible. ]
Thank the Gods no one stumbled in..
[ not that they couldn't still be stumbled in on at any time now, which would still be petrifyingly embarrassing, but still. ]
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Pun intended. ]
Yikes...I don't even wanna picture it.
[ Which, of course, he is now. Still, he peers up into her bright, flushed face as his breathing slowly returns to normal, his heart sinking back to its usual pace. The vestiges of pleasure still thrum in his blood, and even for how cold and hard the floor is against his back, he is perfectly comfortable right now, lax with her bare skin pressed to his, the sight and scent and feel of her all around him.
Tipping up his chin, he kisses her jaw. ]
You know...they still could.
[ He just has to point it out...but he doesn't make a move to separate from her or get dressed or anything. ]
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wow
anyway, yeah, they're still in danger of being walked in on while she's stark nude on top of him, but apparently she isn't remotely worried about that. she's comfortable, riding on the dregs of a rush of endorphins, everything feels warm and soft and loose, her head is full of cotton, and she loves this idiot boy. everything feels so good.
lazy and languid, alisaie threads her fingers through his damp hair, pressing it back from his face and eyes, dragging kisses along his brow, his temple, his cheek. she's feeling affectionate and amorous.. ]
Well, then I suppose we might want to move..
[ or lock the door
but she isn't moving.. ]
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We might...but I'm kinda comfy right now...
[ On this hard, unforgiving floor with another person on top of him, but, look, he could be laying on a bed of hot coals right now and he probably wouldn't move. ]
And, y'know, someone's lyin' on top of me...
[ He teases, a laugh brushing her skin. He clearly has no real problem with this... ]
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smiling, she nuzzles her nose to his cheek. under the right circumstances, he shall find that she is very affectionate indeed, far moreso than she might let on - but alisaie's love is something reserved for a very scant few. ]
Are you saying I am heavy?
[ ARE U CALLING HER FAT!! alisaie rears back enough to shoot him a hard look down her nose. ]
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Nah, I'm callin' myself weak. These muscles're all for show.
[ He says, while flexing his arms around her...why is he so embarrassing. ]
I'd rather you stay right here, anyway. I-I mean...there's nowhere I'd rather be right now than here, with you.
[ Ah, the sap is back, and to punctuate it, he leans up to kiss her, his eyes fluttering shut and his cheeks a soft, rosy pink as his mouth fits over her own, sweet and lingering. ]
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not that anything at all matters once he's kissing her. it's nothing like the hard, wet, heated kisses they'd been sharing only a few minutes ago, but it's still just as good - soft and lazy and so warm it heats her up inside, urging a low, pleased sound from her chest. she has nothing to say, at least not for several long moments while they kiss, her fingers still caught in his hair, her free hand curled against his chest, thumb drawing against his skin. there's no need to fill the space with words, not right now.
but once they break for breath she smiles against his lips, and at last begins to shift, dislodging herself a bit - though not much. alisaie shifts onto her side to press up against him, then reaches for the blanket and pillow from the pod above them, pulling them both to the floor. ]
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Fancy a little nap on the floor, huh?
[ Well, it's not like the pod is much better, especially for two people. They'll wake up stiff and cramped, but he really can't bring himself to care just now. Not when everything is perfect like this.
Bumping his nose to hers, he slips his calf around hers so their legs tangle comfortably. ]
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Yes, a nap, of course.
[ if you think she isn't going to pass out for like nine hours probably you would be mistaken. she's so tired, she was tired even before they started their little shooty game, and now after these sexy exertions she's even more sleepy.
slipping her arms over his shoulders, alisaie pulls in close, butting her head beneath his chin and nuzzling up against his collarbone. he smells so good, warm and familiar; how did it get so easy to be close with him? how did she learn to enjoy such affections? a year ago the very idea of being this near to another person would have absolutely setting her on fire, but now.. now it feels natural, simple, easy, like it has always been this way, like they have always been this close. dragging lazy kisses along the column of his throat, alisaie closes her eyes. ]