[ Oh, how he's missed this. Her touch, this closeness, and for all they just shared with one another, this somehow feels just as intimate as what came before. She holds close to him, presses her brow to his, and it nearly splits his heart, in a totally different way than her cutting words that had come before. They heal instead of hurt, and while she hardly needs to ask for his forgiveness, it's still a relief to hear the words, to let go of the barbs that had hooked into his heart. Not everything is immediately better, and they still have a ways to go in repairing their relationship, but this is an important first step in the right direction.
At last. At last.
Inhaling a shuddering breath, the cool sea breeze tickles his skin and fur, and he lifts his hands to cup at her face, his thumbs smoothing gently over her lips. ]
Course I will. You're stuck with me, no matter what.
[ his hands frame her face sweetly, gently, and the feeling is so very familiar that is steals the breath from her lungs in a soft gasp between them. these tender touches.. she hardly realized how much she had missed them until she'd felt them again, now, here, like this. she has been so terrible to him, and yet he is still so sweet, so warm, welcoming her back without hesitation.
she isn't sure she deserves it.
but rather than argue it, she can instead.. try to be better, to clean up this terrible mess that she has made. it is the best she can offer.
a tremulous smile curves her mouth, and alisaie's lips press to the pads of his thumbs. ]
[ Home. She'd called it that when she first returned to this world, and it had given him hope, that even though so much had happened to her, and so much time had passed, this place could be her home again. Everything that had happened since then, however, had made him worry that that maybe couldn't be the case. But now she reassures him with her words and her actions both, putting his heart at ease. ]
Yeah, let's.
[ He says through a tremulous breath, his heart still racing, blood thick with pleasure that still ebbs, but slowly, he becomes more aware of their surroundings again. They are...on the beach, mostly undressed in the sand, messy and sweaty, and she is still mounted on him. It feels a little... different than usual, like he takes up more space within her than usual. It isn't uncomfortable, and it's even a little exciting, but...
It definitely isn't but normal. ]
Um...
[ He begins, but instead of give voice to his dawning realization, he glances down at their intertwined bodies, chewing his bottom lip.
at first alisaie is confused, and then mildly alarmed, but it only takes a few seconds for her to understand what's happening here. she has some small knowledge of animal biology (lest we not forget she attended prestigious fantasy college), and they've both spent more than enough time in lunatia to have grown more than a little knowledgeable about, um, strange and different mating rituals.
she may or may not have also read some knotting porn from mrs. triggleby's collection, but whatever!! ]
..well.
[ she starts, and then a mischievous smile curls her mouth. tightening her thighs around his hips, alisaie tugs him backward by the shoulders until they both tumble back onto the sand again with his body over hers and her legs wound 'round his waist, her body pillowed comfortably against nine fluffy tails. ]
I suppose we must needs linger for a few more minutes.
[ Oh, gods, well, thank goodness they just made up, or this would be so, so much more awkward than it currently is. And for all Alisaie buys right into and pulls him down onto the sand on top of her, his cheeks still blush a deep red. Sure, he's heard about this, uh, particular phenomenon happening with Prismals before, it's impossible to live here and not have some passiu knowledge of knotting, but it's still..well. His penis sure is enlarged and stuck in her and that is sure a thing that is happening.
Still, Alisaie doesn't seem.off put by it, so instead he lets his relief continue to carry him, a laugh bubbling up from his lungs as he spills over her, fingers filtering through the soft fur of her tails behind her. ]
'Spose so, h-heh...I'm a lot more wolf than usual tonight...
[ Sure, it's kind of hot, but also kind of embarrassing!! ]
...but it's not so bad.
[ Its giving him an excuse to just be schmuppy and stare into her eyes, after all. It's been a hot minute since he's been able to do this without feeling like he shouldn't. ]
[ it's not so embarrassing for alisaie, even if it is a little bit strange.. but mostly it's.. oddly sexy, and pleasurable. with the urgency of their coupling now passed, she can better appreciate the feel of her inside of him, how wonderfully, comfortably full she feels. gods, to think she had gone an entire year without this feeling, hardly caring that she had missed it at all.. even here, with him, sex is not generally at the forefront of her mind most of the time, but nevertheless she still likes it quite a bit. she can certainly appreciate it now, after having gone so long without the feeling of his touch.
gods, she's been such a fool.. ]
No, it isn't.
[ she purrs softly in response, her tails shivering lightly beneath the drag of his fingers, her arms curled loose around his shoulders, her mouth seeking his for soft, lazy kisses. ]
[ Though his cheeks still burn with faint embarrassment, it's all too easy to relax into her touch and settle down against her and her fully tails, relaxing into those sweet, gentle kisses. They're so, so welcome after going so long without. All of it is, but he's missed her kisses the most, the texture of her lips, the taste of her mouth. He takes his time as he kisses her to enjoy it to its fullest, to focus on the sensation, to pass the time in such a pleasant, uncomplicated way. He needs this. They both need this. ]
I love you...
[ He murmurs against her mouth, fingers lost in her mane of hair, eyes hooded. He said it earlier, too, but only during the course of his tirade, and it feels...important to say it again now, with their hearts fully opened again, where she can fully appreciate what those words mean. ]
I love you...
[ He breaks away to nuzzle against her cheek, to inhale the scent of her skin. ]
[ hearing those words has been.. stressful, until now. it was not that she did not appreciate his love and devotion, but it only reminded her of her own feelings, of how slow and frustrating her progress was, how apprehensive she was about remembering how to say it in return, and mean it. she could have said it by rote to appease him, but he deserves better than that, they deserve better than that, and alisaie would never say such a thing, even in passing, if she did not fully mean it.
so she had not, and the anxiety had built and built, spilling out of her in close-hearted anger and defensive lashing out. but now.. now it sounds lovely in her ears, like soft, sweet silk, and she smiles against his skin, her sharp nails dragging gently now over the welts she has scratched into his back. ]
I love you, too.
[ she murmurs in response, and the words feel.. foreign in her mouth, rough and unfamiliar, yet not uncomfortable. it's like greeting an old friend again. ]
[ It's an understatement to say that it's good to hear her say those words. He's been yearning to hear them for weeks, and as time drew on, as she grew more and more irritated with him and nothing seemed to be getting better, Prompto feared that maybe he wouldn't hear them again. She wouldn't say them unless she meant them, however, and the sound of them in his ears while she gently draws her nails over pleasantly sensitive skin, words and touches so tender, brings tears right to his eyes and a smile to his lips.
Inhaling a hiccuping breath, he touches his brows to hers and squeezes his eyes shut. There will be time for tears later, when they suss out all of their feelings, but for now, he simply wants to enjoy being with her, and knowing that she loves him again. ]
...Good to hear it.
[ More than he can ever express.
At last, he seems to have...uh, receded enough that he can comfortably pull out of her, but Prompto doesn't go especially far when he does, still leaning over her with a soft, adoring smile. ]
[ it's as good for her to say the words as it is for her to hear them. now might not be the right time to comb through everything that needs to be said, but these words are the most important, and the most necessary, a great step forward in healing themselves, and what they are to one another. his smile warms her, and coaxes her own, and alisaie soon finds that she is giggling softly against his skin, her entire heart feeling lighter, fuller, so much of the tension that has been crushing her ribs is lifting away, lessening, and she can breathe again.
but ah.. there he goes.. limp noodle prompto.. well that was fun while it lasted
her gaze flickers downward, briefly, then up to his face again. ]
[ Yeah, it was kinda nice...weird, but nice. Still, the mention of home is too alluring for him to want to hang out at the beach any longer, not in the least because his ding dong is out on full display, and because they sure just fucked in plain sight for anyone to see and he, at least, wasn't quiet about it at all. At last they finally fulfilled her public kink...
But any concern about being seen right now is far from his mind. The only thing he has space for in his thoughts right now is her. ]
Yeah. Let's skedaddle.
[ He hikes his jeans back up and zips them up before finding his shirt where she discarded it. There's some nice holes in it from her nails, but that's honestly kind of hot, and anyway, he's covered with enough fur right now he a shirt isn't especially comfortable. So he's just gonna go around barechested for now, enjoy this rare display of physical confidence, Alisaie.
Once he's on his feet again, he offers her a hand up. ]
[ alisaie weaves her fingers through his and climbs to her feet, navigating her clothing again. her panties are.. pretty much ruined, thanks, so she has to go without those, but soon enough she's dressed again, and they're returning home again, hand in hand.
thanks for the peep show too, prompto!!
pea is happy to receive them, and moreso, she seems to understand the change in the air, the lifting of the tension that has been oppressing their home for weeks now seems to have evaporated. alisaie and prompto are smiling, laughing, and she is infected by it, wagging and hopping on her back paws, though she is more than a little perturbed by prompto's wolfish features and alisaie's many tails..
at any rate, alisaie puts the kettle on before they hop into the shower that prompto has started for them, washing away sweat and grime and salt and sand, and moreso, the anguish that they had been carrying. a shared bath or shower can feel so.. healing, so necessary, and though they are quick, it still feels imperative, and when alisaie is dry and wrapped in a soft cotton robe she can't help but feel lighter, stronger.
the kettle wails, and a few minutes later alisaie is carrying two mugs of sweet bergamot tea to the sofa, pressing one into prompto's palm. ]
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At last. At last.
Inhaling a shuddering breath, the cool sea breeze tickles his skin and fur, and he lifts his hands to cup at her face, his thumbs smoothing gently over her lips. ]
Course I will. You're stuck with me, no matter what.
[ And he will always, always love her. ]
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she isn't sure she deserves it.
but rather than argue it, she can instead.. try to be better, to clean up this terrible mess that she has made. it is the best she can offer.
a tremulous smile curves her mouth, and alisaie's lips press to the pads of his thumbs. ]
Let's go home.
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Yeah, let's.
[ He says through a tremulous breath, his heart still racing, blood thick with pleasure that still ebbs, but slowly, he becomes more aware of their surroundings again. They are...on the beach, mostly undressed in the sand, messy and sweaty, and she is still mounted on him. It feels a little... different than usual, like he takes up more space within her than usual. It isn't uncomfortable, and it's even a little exciting, but...
It definitely isn't but normal. ]
Um...
[ He begins, but instead of give voice to his dawning realization, he glances down at their intertwined bodies, chewing his bottom lip.
Well. This is new. ]
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yes, that's definitely new.
at first alisaie is confused, and then mildly alarmed, but it only takes a few seconds for her to understand what's happening here. she has some small knowledge of animal biology (lest we not forget she attended prestigious fantasy college), and they've both spent more than enough time in lunatia to have grown more than a little knowledgeable about, um, strange and different mating rituals.
she may or may not have also read some knotting porn from mrs. triggleby's collection, but whatever!! ]
..well.
[ she starts, and then a mischievous smile curls her mouth. tightening her thighs around his hips, alisaie tugs him backward by the shoulders until they both tumble back onto the sand again with his body over hers and her legs wound 'round his waist, her body pillowed comfortably against nine fluffy tails. ]
I suppose we must needs linger for a few more minutes.
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Still, Alisaie doesn't seem.off put by it, so instead he lets his relief continue to carry him, a laugh bubbling up from his lungs as he spills over her, fingers filtering through the soft fur of her tails behind her. ]
'Spose so, h-heh...I'm a lot more wolf than usual tonight...
[ Sure, it's kind of hot, but also kind of embarrassing!! ]
...but it's not so bad.
[ Its giving him an excuse to just be schmuppy and stare into her eyes, after all. It's been a hot minute since he's been able to do this without feeling like he shouldn't. ]
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gods, she's been such a fool.. ]
No, it isn't.
[ she purrs softly in response, her tails shivering lightly beneath the drag of his fingers, her arms curled loose around his shoulders, her mouth seeking his for soft, lazy kisses. ]
I like it.
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I love you...
[ He murmurs against her mouth, fingers lost in her mane of hair, eyes hooded. He said it earlier, too, but only during the course of his tirade, and it feels...important to say it again now, with their hearts fully opened again, where she can fully appreciate what those words mean. ]
I love you...
[ He breaks away to nuzzle against her cheek, to inhale the scent of her skin. ]
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so she had not, and the anxiety had built and built, spilling out of her in close-hearted anger and defensive lashing out. but now.. now it sounds lovely in her ears, like soft, sweet silk, and she smiles against his skin, her sharp nails dragging gently now over the welts she has scratched into his back. ]
I love you, too.
[ she murmurs in response, and the words feel.. foreign in her mouth, rough and unfamiliar, yet not uncomfortable. it's like greeting an old friend again. ]
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Inhaling a hiccuping breath, he touches his brows to hers and squeezes his eyes shut. There will be time for tears later, when they suss out all of their feelings, but for now, he simply wants to enjoy being with her, and knowing that she loves him again. ]
...Good to hear it.
[ More than he can ever express.
At last, he seems to have...uh, receded enough that he can comfortably pull out of her, but Prompto doesn't go especially far when he does, still leaning over her with a soft, adoring smile. ]
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but ah.. there he goes.. limp noodle prompto.. well that was fun while it lasted
her gaze flickers downward, briefly, then up to his face again. ]
I suppose we should head home, now..
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But any concern about being seen right now is far from his mind. The only thing he has space for in his thoughts right now is her. ]
Yeah. Let's skedaddle.
[ He hikes his jeans back up and zips them up before finding his shirt where she discarded it. There's some nice holes in it from her nails, but that's honestly kind of hot, and anyway, he's covered with enough fur right now he a shirt isn't especially comfortable. So he's just gonna go around barechested for now, enjoy this rare display of physical confidence, Alisaie.
Once he's on his feet again, he offers her a hand up. ]
Shall we?
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[ alisaie weaves her fingers through his and climbs to her feet, navigating her clothing again. her panties are.. pretty much ruined, thanks, so she has to go without those, but soon enough she's dressed again, and they're returning home again, hand in hand.
thanks for the peep show too, prompto!!
pea is happy to receive them, and moreso, she seems to understand the change in the air, the lifting of the tension that has been oppressing their home for weeks now seems to have evaporated. alisaie and prompto are smiling, laughing, and she is infected by it, wagging and hopping on her back paws, though she is more than a little perturbed by prompto's wolfish features and alisaie's many tails..
at any rate, alisaie puts the kettle on before they hop into the shower that prompto has started for them, washing away sweat and grime and salt and sand, and moreso, the anguish that they had been carrying. a shared bath or shower can feel so.. healing, so necessary, and though they are quick, it still feels imperative, and when alisaie is dry and wrapped in a soft cotton robe she can't help but feel lighter, stronger.
the kettle wails, and a few minutes later alisaie is carrying two mugs of sweet bergamot tea to the sofa, pressing one into prompto's palm. ]
Careful, it's hot.