"Share a little warmth with me, then." Zexion murmured, voice lush and invitational as the enveloping heavy curtains, even a little demanding as Edmund pulled him close. Watching the stars was all but momentarily forgotten, as he settled into such a comfortable embrace with eyes drooping closed, coaxed tired by an almost immediate content. Edmund's breath smelled of chocolate, and his fingers slid and shifted against his hips, prompting a responsive squeeze and jiggle of his arse, squirming pleasantly up onto tiptoe for a moment only to nestle back down on his heels, leaning in abreast until his shoulder has edged its way around front.
His outer knit was so soft to the touch that it could be considered an obscenity all on its own, in certain ascetic circles, cushioning whatever space managed to linger between them.
"Like that, yes." He breathes, relaxed and dropping his head back as Edmund pecked at that delicate place behind his ear. Rolling his neck around forward a moment later, bones clicking into the right place with a subvocal groan, his bangs drooped off his forehead, revealing the smooth curve of his hidden cheek, the slope of his nose.
A set of footsteps passed behind them, and Zexion waited patiently until they'd left the hall before whispering again, subdued but still coyly reproachful in ways that other lover really lacked the patience for- Ai was a little too clumsy to keep pace at times, and Genesis felt a bit entitled to him, their relationship so far along by now. But he could always banter along with Edmund, glib-tongued and ludic, just distant enough to feel drawn in every time there was a stir of attraction.
"You're going to ply me with heat and tenderness until I'm tempered smooth, hm?" He purred, mildly chiding, voice about as molten-chocolately as he dared. "When you could have had every other amuse-bouche on the table, you want the one thing The Pearl can't serve you?" Inclining his chin just so, turning his head, their noses brushed precariously close, lips feeling a mutual compulsion that Zexion fought to deny for as long as possible, letting his part and hover near enough to moisten Edmind's own, smirk tugging up at one corner.
"Ah, but it would be cruel of me indeed, to deny the singular desires of a worthy friend?" Edmund's heartbeat thundered for a kiss, and Zexion wasn't sure just how much longer he could bear withholding it.
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His outer knit was so soft to the touch that it could be considered an obscenity all on its own, in certain ascetic circles, cushioning whatever space managed to linger between them.
"Like that, yes." He breathes, relaxed and dropping his head back as Edmund pecked at that delicate place behind his ear. Rolling his neck around forward a moment later, bones clicking into the right place with a subvocal groan, his bangs drooped off his forehead, revealing the smooth curve of his hidden cheek, the slope of his nose.
A set of footsteps passed behind them, and Zexion waited patiently until they'd left the hall before whispering again, subdued but still coyly reproachful in ways that other lover really lacked the patience for- Ai was a little too clumsy to keep pace at times, and Genesis felt a bit entitled to him, their relationship so far along by now. But he could always banter along with Edmund, glib-tongued and ludic, just distant enough to feel drawn in every time there was a stir of attraction.
"You're going to ply me with heat and tenderness until I'm tempered smooth, hm?" He purred, mildly chiding, voice about as molten-chocolately as he dared. "When you could have had every other amuse-bouche on the table, you want the one thing The Pearl can't serve you?" Inclining his chin just so, turning his head, their noses brushed precariously close, lips feeling a mutual compulsion that Zexion fought to deny for as long as possible, letting his part and hover near enough to moisten Edmind's own, smirk tugging up at one corner.
"Ah, but it would be cruel of me indeed, to deny the singular desires of a worthy friend?" Edmund's heartbeat thundered for a kiss, and Zexion wasn't sure just how much longer he could bear withholding it.