[ Permission granted. And with Ayaka comfortably resting against his chest and his arms settled around her so gently, he'll lean in with her when he closes his eyes. It's just like the first time he kissed her, in the gazebo distanced from the rest of the festivalgoers. His feet moved before he could think of what he was doing then. His heart beat before his mind could catch up. Removed from the heat, Cloud Strife moved that night to do something he couldn't stop thinking about since he caught her, on stage and before the train station's last call.
Then...
"Would you..." Her voice so soft, she finally looked him in the eyes when she asked, "Would you do it again?"
And he did. And Cloud would do it again. And again. As many times as she wanted. As many times as she wanted to say one more. As he trails the length of her plated forearm in her lap, his larger hand settles over hers once he reaches it, slipping his fingers between hers as this kiss stretches on into what feels like eternity- one that never feels like it wanes, if not time looping this moment for them, stopping entirely so these precious seconds stretch out everlasting in their hearts.
Soft chimes signal the movement of time once more when they part, though Cloud doesn't veer far enough away when he opens his eyes. He's right here. Right where it makes sense. ]
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[ Permission granted. And with Ayaka comfortably resting against his chest and his arms settled around her so gently, he'll lean in with her when he closes his eyes. It's just like the first time he kissed her, in the gazebo distanced from the rest of the festivalgoers. His feet moved before he could think of what he was doing then. His heart beat before his mind could catch up. Removed from the heat, Cloud Strife moved that night to do something he couldn't stop thinking about since he caught her, on stage and before the train station's last call.
Then...
"Would you..." Her voice so soft, she finally looked him in the eyes when she asked, "Would you do it again?"
And he did. And Cloud would do it again. And again. As many times as she wanted. As many times as she wanted to say one more. As he trails the length of her plated forearm in her lap, his larger hand settles over hers once he reaches it, slipping his fingers between hers as this kiss stretches on into what feels like eternity- one that never feels like it wanes, if not time looping this moment for them, stopping entirely so these precious seconds stretch out everlasting in their hearts.
Soft chimes signal the movement of time once more when they part, though Cloud doesn't veer far enough away when he opens his eyes. He's right here. Right where it makes sense. ]
Just one.