[ 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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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.