[ The answer she offers when he hoists her onto the bed is to reach for him, pulling him all too willingly closer even as he stretches out atop her. Her hands travel to his shirt, partially buttoned, and as his mouth finds hers once more, she chuckles against it, nips her teeth against his lower lip as she starts to open the buttons he wasted his time doing up. ]
Should've checked the door before starting this, you know?
[ Not that she's really complaining. There's something about getting to strip him herself that she quite likes, even if she can't put her finger on it just yet.
Something else she likes is the way his fingers brush over her skin, the way he moves her knee to give them more closeness. She rests it against his hip for just a moment before she hooks her own leg up a little, curling it over his hip instead, using the angle to pull him in a little closer when he rocks his hips down against hers, sighing a soft moan of pleasure into his mouth. ]
[ that earns a low, amused exhalation against aerith's mouth a moment before tseng pulls back from another kiss to say, ]
What, and deny you the enjoyment of doing it for me?
[ he doesn't mean it seriously, of course, although he also doesn't think that aerith is genuinely objecting to having to undress him. if she were, after all, she could just let him do it himself. mostly, tseng is just enjoying the lightness of the mood between them, leaning into it enough to allow himself to tease her a little as they slowly strip each other down.
as aerith's thigh hooks over his hip to guide him down more fully against her, tseng's hand continues its path up her leg to her hip, then along her side, parting the fabric of the robe as it goes. when he reaches her waist, tseng pauses long enough to untie the strip of fabric fastening it together, then eases it back from aerith's body entirely, laying her waist and one of her breasts bare for him—first for his questing hand, which cups her chest and thumbs over her nipple to tease it—and then for his mouth, as he lowers his head to kiss his way down over her chest. ]
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Should've checked the door before starting this, you know?
[ Not that she's really complaining. There's something about getting to strip him herself that she quite likes, even if she can't put her finger on it just yet.
Something else she likes is the way his fingers brush over her skin, the way he moves her knee to give them more closeness. She rests it against his hip for just a moment before she hooks her own leg up a little, curling it over his hip instead, using the angle to pull him in a little closer when he rocks his hips down against hers, sighing a soft moan of pleasure into his mouth. ]
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What, and deny you the enjoyment of doing it for me?
[ he doesn't mean it seriously, of course, although he also doesn't think that aerith is genuinely objecting to having to undress him. if she were, after all, she could just let him do it himself. mostly, tseng is just enjoying the lightness of the mood between them, leaning into it enough to allow himself to tease her a little as they slowly strip each other down.
as aerith's thigh hooks over his hip to guide him down more fully against her, tseng's hand continues its path up her leg to her hip, then along her side, parting the fabric of the robe as it goes. when he reaches her waist, tseng pauses long enough to untie the strip of fabric fastening it together, then eases it back from aerith's body entirely, laying her waist and one of her breasts bare for him—first for his questing hand, which cups her chest and thumbs over her nipple to tease it—and then for his mouth, as he lowers his head to kiss his way down over her chest. ]