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cloud strife. ([personal profile] kinnie) wrote2024-01-03 11:00 am
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[personal profile] limbical 2024-03-03 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[The kiss is just too sweet, slow and drawing him in. Daan whines into his mouth, his hips rolling toward Cloud's hand so carefully stroking him. It's such a sudden stark difference to all of the bruising laid out onto his skin, but Daan is drawn so much more to this affection. It makes his heart ache and yearning for more, whatever Cloud will give him.]

Cloud. [He gasps his name against his lips, pressing his ass back to grind against the other's clothed cock.] Want you too. Think about you so fucking much.

[So much that it, sometimes, still scares him. How he honestly didn't think he'd come around to want someone like this again.]
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[personal profile] redlines 2024-03-03 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
It's not all that bad. I could take or leave the paperwork but the rest of it? Had I known I had what it took when I was your age I probably would've changed lanes much sooner. Then again if I did, I might have never met you and I'd be poorer for it.

[ Not to mention it keeps any unneeded expense reports off the desks of the higher ups and subsequently keeps them from dragging him into their office for an earful, but given how things've been going in Midgar recently he wouldn't be surprised if they took advantage of his, ahem, antics to twist them around in their favor. Whatever though, right? It's not Roche's circus nor are they his monkeys. ]

If you don't want to lose me I'd say the egg, or else you might have to come to my rescue if someone tries to kidnap me again. Normally I wouldn't have a problem with it but seeing as I'd rather spend time with you...
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[personal profile] limbical 2024-03-03 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
[On a pure physical level, everything feels good, just as he wants. The dull aches on his skin, feeling Cloud's hand touching his cock, grinding against him back. What gets him is when it's more like this -- emotional, weighing on his heart, and he's forced to gaze at Cloud and meet his intense eyes.

I'm not letting you go.

Daan whines against his hand, his brows knitting. It's so overwhelming, and he knows he's in deep -- it's going to only get deeper and deeper. His fingers curl against the wall, and he pushes harder against Cloud, trying to show how much he wants him. Needs him.]
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[personal profile] sonicstriker 2024-03-03 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The way he freezes, staring at her like she's got six heads, she worries she's some how messed this up again. Her hand tweaks slightly under his, face barely starting to twist.

And then a tiny startled gasp escapes her, swallowed by his mouth on hers. The hand on her shoulder feels huge and warm, and even as she presses back against his mouth, she wishes she knew how to ask for more.

He pulls back, and she doesn't want him to go, but she's still warm all over, smiling dazedly back at him as she squeezes his thigh. This was more than she ever thought-- she shouldn't feel disappointed, or worried.

But how do I know what's okay if I don't ask? It's a problem for another time. She doesn't want to spoil this.
]

You either, okay?

[ She reaches out very gingerly, brushing a little of his hair. It's stiff with whatever he's put in it, and somehow that reminds her it's Cloud, the awkward, sweet, earnest boy she's known forever. Her smile softens, and in another moment she's wrapped her arms around him, nestling into his shoulder even with the awkwardness of the booth and the table. ]

I'm so glad you're here.

[ The casino. This date. Her life. ]
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[personal profile] limbical 2024-03-04 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[The hot prodding of Cloud's dick makes Daan shudder for a moment; he wants it, in whatever way it'll be given to him. He opens his mouth, as if to devour the moans and give his own, tongue seeking out Cloud's urgently.

Yes. They're watching. He can practically feel their eyes, but his focus is placed entirely on Cloud. And there is some manner of comfort in knowing how well Daan is protected by him right now.

Daan leans in, gently using his teeth to tug at Cloud's lower lip.]
Be easier if you make me scream your name, wouldn't it?
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[personal profile] sleepyone 2024-03-04 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh you saw that guy with us huh
he's fine
we have him handled


[inspiring such confidence!]

you know WHY we would get married?
we say anything to you?
Daan is making fun of us like we'd just WANT to
As if.


[All Cloud would have really known is they were worried about being caught with their new "friend" and getting in trouble, but they weren't on the marriage idea at that point in the night,]
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[personal profile] sleepyone 2024-03-04 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Goro is definitely my situation

[wait, that's really possessive sounding, huh. She takes no claim of him, husband or not!!]

a situation

[way to save it, Marina]

Wasn't the hotel
They gave real rings!
Look at ours


[She sends a picture of hers on her hand.

It's a little twisty tie from a loaf of bread, the end curled into a little heart. Marina isn't taking it off because it's cute to her. Shh.]


you and Daan are married in spirit
but don't tell him that, he fusses
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[personal profile] sleepyone 2024-03-04 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
I'm furious, but we'll get a divorce after we
get rid of this third guy
now THAT is a situation


[sorry about the spit take, if you were actually trying to have some milk, Cloud]

Yeah, I know.
But you're helping him recover so
keep up the good work, hotstuff
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[personal profile] sleepyone 2024-03-05 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, Marina immediately presumes he's talking about himself with that "puts up with" comment so she'd take no offense,]

Eep! [An eloquent response to the situation she caused.

Cloud might take her with him falling, but at least he catches her! What a gentleman, and a klutz! Marina is disoriented for a moment before giving him a little bop-bop of her fists gently to his chest beneath her,]


Me? What was that!? You're the one who went rolling over a little stumble!
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[personal profile] redlines 2024-03-05 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Even if I wanted to rip the leash from their hands, where would I go? I'd rather live with a leash than have to be forced into a life of obscurity. That, my dear, would be a surefire way to ensure I wither away like a flower trying to grow within Midgar.

[ He's no fool — people don't just quit SOLDIER on a whim and even if they did, he knows the company would keep tabs on him for the rest of his natural life. Roche hums to himself and lets the thought cross his mind twice, then shakes it away. No point in dwelling on what-ifs, right? He's not in Midgar. ]

Geezer? And you're asking me how old I am? Honestly 😝

Tried to kidnap me. I simply refused their "offer" and they let me be, that's all.
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[personal profile] limbical 2024-03-05 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Once their lips meet again in a kiss, Daan lets himself moan openly, barely stifled by Cloud's mouth. He makes a desperate whine when they part, his hips bucking into the hand stroking him.

The harsh strike to his ass earns a cry, his back arching, trying to press up against Cloud more. Briefly, he's almost forgotten about the people at the end of the hallway, but a brief glance toward them makes the reality sink in. His face burns, both bashful and utterly consumed by how badly he wants the other man.]


Fuck-- please. Please, Cloud. [Daan reaches back, hooking his finger into a part of his panties before he's spreading himself open by gripping one cheek of his ass.]

Please.
Edited (cries in phonetags) 2024-03-07 04:27 (UTC)
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[personal profile] limbical 2024-03-07 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[There's the satisfying sensation of the finger pressing inside. It's not enough, of course. It won't be until Cloud's cock is splitting him open and fucking him in front of everyone, but it tides him over only just; his tongue starts to feel heavy in his mouth, and finds himself trying to chase after the hands tending to him. The one on his cock, stroking him; the one getting him ready, opening him up.

Daan shudders at the teeth against his ear, and he peers back over his shoulder with a heated gaze. When he speaks, his voice is breathy, needy.]


They... should know. Should know how good you make me feel. [Biting his lip, he tries to push himself back onto Cloud's finger more urgently, practically begging for more.]

Want them to know. [Even if it's making him blush fiercely.]

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