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Cloud Strife ([personal profile] metal_chocobo) wrote in [community profile] mcboxxy 2014-07-28 04:02 pm (UTC)

[The only answer Ed gets for the moment is a short nod before his hands start leave her, another quick kiss to keep that last ones effects lingering. If it doesn't matter whether he does and does not disrobe first, then he'll go first in the assumption it'll do some good.

Balled fist lift his shirt off and throw it aside leaving his top half bare. Cloud sorta, kinda, gets he's fairly attractive despite not feeling like he was. There's muscle about him from years spend fighting and being the guinea pig of experiments. It's unnatural in some aspects, himself use to have been lanky and unqualified to do anything above a grunt's work.

A fingers trace will find his scars easier than looking for them. Lots of old ones, some newer and less faded from recent skirmishes. They're minor in comparison to Ed's, but a number of them have stories of horror attached.
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It doesn't? [He's asking now after his shirt is gone, inquiry over his face when he steps in closer to work on removing her shirt.] Then we'll take turns. Make if fair bit by bit. [That warmth comes back to her stomach circling around to her back as his hands move to take hold of her skirt and lift if off.]

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