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closed 🌠⚡ it's far too easy to miss the beauty in the simple things
Who: Eustace & Tifa Lockhart.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around.
What: It's Tifa's birthday, and she's overworking again, so Eustace takes her away. Event stuff tba.
Warnings: Fluff.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around.
What: It's Tifa's birthday, and she's overworking again, so Eustace takes her away. Event stuff tba.
Warnings: Fluff.
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Hm... What about over there? Looks like that cluster could form the ears.
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[She leans in closer to follow his gaze, her cheek nearly pressed to his now.]
Ah, I think I see it.
[Her voice grows quieter. Softer.]
And if you look carefully, just above it, it looks like there could be four legs, if you connect the stars... [She gestures with her finger pointing up to the sky.] Like that.
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...What do you think the wolf will do once he catches the rabbit?
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I don't know a lot about wolves... but I can make a few guesses.
[Her eyes flick to his lips and then back up to meet his gaze, curiosity gleaming in them, her lashes fluttering slightly before they widen almost expectantly.]
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Let's see if you're right.
[He closes the distance then, lips pressing firmly against hers before his hand threads behind her hair to cup the back of her head and pull her more to him. The kiss is soft and slow at first, but it doesn't take long for it deepen, as if slowly savoring her taste.]
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There is just something about kissing him under the stars, in this quiet and peaceful place, that makes her feel everything she does so much more fully.]
I was right.
[She murmurs as she comes up for air, only to drown herself in him again, her arms going around his shoulders and tugging him so that she can fall to her side and bury them both in the tall wildflowers that surround them.]
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You said you had a few guesses...
[A playful nip at her lips.]
What else are you hoping for?
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I'm a pretty simple girl... I don't expect much.
[Her lashes flutter as she slowly opens her eyes to meet his gaze, her breath catching at the backdrop of stars behind him.]
Yet I somehow am always surprised.
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You are the birthday girl... If you have any special requests I could grant them.
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For a moment, she's silent, and her hands move to his back, her fingers tracing gently over the curve of his spine, slowly and carefully, a ghost of a touch there. There are some things that she wants but isn't quite sure how to express those desires. She never was good at it—it was a rare thing for a long time where anyone actually cared to ask what it was she wished for, and so she just never really bothered to say.
So, she ends up settling on something else.]
I... want to know what you want.
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That's not how it works.
[He's going to hold back until she actually voices her desires.]
I want to hear what you want.
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Should've known...
[And now, in spite of the cooler night air, she feels her cheeks growing warm, and she presses a palm against his back now, savouring the warmth against her fingertips.]
I want...
[So much. There are so many things that she wants right now, but also... so few that would make her happier than she is.
Her voice lowers to a near whisper.]
I want you to stop holding back with me.
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So...
[They then travel down her jaw to her neck.]
Like this?
[And as he slowly kisses her skin, his body will shift to be more over her, his hands now running down her sides—slowly. As if to let her feel how his fingertips run over every inch.]
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She nods, words lost to her for a moment, as her fingers thread through his hair, hands shaking nervously, pulling him closer.]
You're too gentle sometimes.
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So you like it rough?
[A question that doesn't wait for answer as his teeth sink into her skin for a sharp bite, one where his teeth will knead and work the spot before his tongue runs over it, feeling the indentations and savoring her taste before feeling her pulse to bite there next.
All while his hands have moved to her hips and grip them tightly, keeling her more in place beneath him.]
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I guess I do...
[She whispers it to him, that trembling carrying into her voice as well, a nervousness beneath that playful hum. Her hands wander down so that they can wrap over his hands clutching her hips, and she presses his fingers into her further, more firmly, her own grip reassuring.]
Don't worry about me. ... I've wanted this for... a while.
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[His lips press firmly against her skin as he speaks, her scent stronger now that it's almost overwhelming—intoxicating. In fact all of her is.]
Because I'll do as you wish and no longer hold back.
[Another rough bite, his hands gripping her hips forcing her to jerk up against him before his hands snake under shirt, sliding over abdomen and sides before reaching for her chest. There is no hesitation in his actions now, unlike how he was in the past. He's more sure of himself and in where they are in their relationship, so while he be mindful, he will continue forward.]
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Even more so when she feels the certainty behind his actions, his touch, the way that his lips devour her and his body lowers over her. She lifts up off the grass, her back arching again into his touch, seeking out more of the heat in his fingertips.
No longer able to stand the cold against her lips, she seeks him out, dragging him back up for another proper kiss, her lips parting in invitation to him and to draw him in. She needs this, too—to lose herself in everything that he is, and so she takes just as much.
Only to pause as she is forced to come up for air, whispering his name as she presses her forehead to his.]
But what about you...?
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[There's a small flicker of impatience when she interrupts the kiss, and already his lips hungrily takes hers so that even if she wants to answer it'll be difficult.
By now her shirt is halfway up her, his hands cupping and groping her chest as they fit quite perfectly in his larger hands. He hasn't pushed under the bra yet, but that doesn't stop him from exploring and teasing her nonetheless.]
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You...
[When he finally gives her a moment again, even if it's just for a breath before she is taking his lips just as hungrily, yet there is some tentativeness there as well.]
You haven't told me what you want.
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[She'll feel the pull of her bra moving downward as his voice is low growl. To have her still asking about it... In one sense he understands since it wasn't that long ago where he had questioned the same and wanted to be sure. But now? Now he doesn't want to wait anymore.]
It's you.
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But she does not want to go there now. Doesn't want any more of those thoughts to loom over her. Not when she has him here in the flowers beneath the stars, in a moment that is so perfect that she fears even breathing would shatter it.]
I just... I want you to be sure that this is what you want, too.
[Yet even still, she does not want him to regret a thing. Does not want him fearing for her after.
So she leans up to kiss him a little more softly, as if seeking the answer in the warmth of his lips against her own.]
Because I want it, too. This. Us...
[Her hands slide up his arms and then down, before she moves them to slip beneath his shirt, her palms hot against his stomach as she gently nudges the fabric away.]
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I love you.
[The words spill out, anyway. Words that he does not try or want to retract.]
I only want you because I love you.
[Instead he wants to be very clear on where he stands. Are they still kind of early in their relationship? Romantically, yes, but... They've known each other for longer than that, haven't they? And he knows, he is absolutely certain he wouldn't be here if he didn't feel this way towards her. Would not be seeking such a committed relationship because he's not the type to date someone without that kind of intention. It's why he hasn't dated anyone ever before.
But with Tifa...
He does.]
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Had she been ready to hear it? She doesn't know. Had she been ready to admit that much herself? No, definitely not, but...
As she gazes at him and sees the depth in his eyes, the meaning that shines within them so crystal clear, she doesn't think that it matters anymore. It was that place that she was not prepared to go, if only because she really does fear the fickle nature of this world, but would it be so terrible to at least allow herself that happiness? Why shield herself from it only because she is afraid of losing it all? Maybe that's why she's been the way she has lately... Too afraid that if she breaks from routine, from normalcy, that it will change everything. She dug her heels in and so desperately tried to bury her roots, but she'd become scared of toppling over at the slightest breeze.
And this is so much more than that and yet...]
I... I love you.
[The words spill out of her in turn, her heart saying them before anything else in her could stop them, even if she wanted to. But she doesn't. Is it too early in their relationship? Maybe, but it is easy to forget of all the things that they had been through before that. Of the friendship that they had forged beneath everything else that she doesn't have to fear losing him if this... if they don't work.]
I love you, too. I have... I think, for a long time.
[She doesn't realize that tears have started to well up in her eyes until she feels the burn of them, but they are far from sad. They come from a place of relief and joy at finally being able to admit it aloud, and she deflates into the flowers with a sigh as a weight finally feels like it's been lifted.]
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...I think I have, too.
[It may have evolved from different forms of love, but it was there. That affection, that closeness, that attraction. Even if he may not have been aware of it for most of the time, whenever he looks back he's certain it had been there and grown all this time.]
So...don't question it anymore.
[His words a low whisper before his lips take hers into a soft kiss, one that will last and linger, naturally deepen as it prolongs.]
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