Hmph. [ he’s being huffy but he doesn’t mean it. cloud’s eyes catch onto the mirror, and suddenly he’s conjured a wonderful idea—
his hands grip daan by the hips, and he lifts him up so that they’re facing their reflection. suddenly, he grinds his groin up against the back of his panties, two fingers coming up to knead at his nipples. ]
Thought you should see how nice you look right now.
[ he does mean it — that he looks nice. cloud kisses the crook of his neck tenderly, lips brushing up against his skin. ]
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his hands grip daan by the hips, and he lifts him up so that they’re facing their reflection. suddenly, he grinds his groin up against the back of his panties, two fingers coming up to knead at his nipples. ]
Thought you should see how nice you look right now.
[ he does mean it — that he looks nice. cloud kisses the crook of his neck tenderly, lips brushing up against his skin. ]