[ As Cloud kisses along the large, pinkish scars that ran along the sides of her automail, Ed flinches. It's an odd feeling that she cannot quite describe. Not pain, since those scars are well over four years old, and not pleasure as it's traditionally felt either. It's kind of like ... a heightened sensitivity that's concentrated in that area. A vulnerability. At first, there was an instinct to pull away somehow, to tell him to stop because the feeling was so foreign and she couldn't understand it. When she feels the care that he put into each kiss, though - the way he seemed to worship the ugliest part of her body - it calms her, and the desire to break the contact ceases. After her initial anxiety settles, the kisses become something soothing, even if she still flinches when he runs over particularly sensitive spots.
She's so stimulated by the lips on her scars that she doesn't quite notice the hand moving down to her panties until a pressure is felt. Eyes widen, her body jerking a little in the surprise. ]
Hey -- [ As the rubbing continues, it's like Cloud is answering the growing need that she's been keeping inside all evening. Ed finds her hips moving on their own, pushing back against his fingers for more stimulation. The expression on her face mellows out soon enough, eyes closing as she gasps softly. She's done this before on her own, but it's not this -- nothing like having the touch of her another working on her body, nothing like being with someone she's grown to care for so much. ]
Cloud ... [ She calls out under her breath as her fingers dig a little too hardly into his back. There's a wetness building up down below and it starts to seep through the cloth. The moment Ed feels it, she panics, breaking the momentum and closing her thighs shut. ]
I'm -- I'm sorry! [ It's embarrassing, and she's also hoping he doesn't find it disgusting somehow. ]
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She's so stimulated by the lips on her scars that she doesn't quite notice the hand moving down to her panties until a pressure is felt. Eyes widen, her body jerking a little in the surprise. ]
Hey -- [ As the rubbing continues, it's like Cloud is answering the growing need that she's been keeping inside all evening. Ed finds her hips moving on their own, pushing back against his fingers for more stimulation. The expression on her face mellows out soon enough, eyes closing as she gasps softly. She's done this before on her own, but it's not this -- nothing like having the touch of her another working on her body, nothing like being with someone she's grown to care for so much. ]
Cloud ... [ She calls out under her breath as her fingers dig a little too hardly into his back. There's a wetness building up down below and it starts to seep through the cloth. The moment Ed feels it, she panics, breaking the momentum and closing her thighs shut. ]
I'm -- I'm sorry! [ It's embarrassing, and she's also hoping he doesn't find it disgusting somehow. ]