[ He's just following the advice of other people still, without fully understanding just what Cloud Strife wanted. What was appropriate? What wasn't? The better question now was, really, what got thrown out the window upon getting here? He could get slandered by Shinra or punks all the livelong day, but...was he worried about being judged by the people closer to him? Was this why he danced around the topic with her? ]
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[ Then she moves in closer, her confidence rubbing off on him as he shuffles slightly, close enough so that her head rests against his arm. Quietly, he swallows when he realizes his hand is in her lap, his warmth a comfort to the younger Kamisato as his cheeks also burn red. When he feels them prickle from the heat, he lets out another sigh of relief...thinking he was just relaxing further. In actuality...it was both; Cloud forgetting himself and letting himself stay close to Ayaka. And the Daishoku waves of magic that encompasses the gazebo they're occupying. ]
Yeah. Till then...
[ It finally feels good. It feels good because he wasn't fighting it anymore. Whether the more ferocious, possessive side of him hungered to stake a claim on something or someone without relent, or his appetite insatiable, Cloud continued circumventing those feelings with other things as best as he could But here? He wants to be here now. He wants to stay with Ayaka for a little longer. He wants to look into her eyes again, or the beauty mark beneath the one. He wants her touch...
It wasn't a craving anymore when he got what he wanted, right? Even as his thumb slowly strums along the side of her hand as he keeps it there within her lap. ]
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[ He's just following the advice of other people still, without fully understanding just what Cloud Strife wanted. What was appropriate? What wasn't? The better question now was, really, what got thrown out the window upon getting here? He could get slandered by Shinra or punks all the livelong day, but...was he worried about being judged by the people closer to him? Was this why he danced around the topic with her? ]
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[ Then she moves in closer, her confidence rubbing off on him as he shuffles slightly, close enough so that her head rests against his arm. Quietly, he swallows when he realizes his hand is in her lap, his warmth a comfort to the younger Kamisato as his cheeks also burn red. When he feels them prickle from the heat, he lets out another sigh of relief...thinking he was just relaxing further. In actuality...it was both; Cloud forgetting himself and letting himself stay close to Ayaka. And the Daishoku waves of magic that encompasses the gazebo they're occupying. ]
Yeah. Till then...
[ It finally feels good. It feels good because he wasn't fighting it anymore. Whether the more ferocious, possessive side of him hungered to stake a claim on something or someone without relent, or his appetite insatiable, Cloud continued circumventing those feelings with other things as best as he could But here? He wants to be here now. He wants to stay with Ayaka for a little longer. He wants to look into her eyes again, or the beauty mark beneath the one. He wants her touch...
It wasn't a craving anymore when he got what he wanted, right? Even as his thumb slowly strums along the side of her hand as he keeps it there within her lap. ]