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brandy, scotch, vodka - and for your convenience, all in the same bottle.

THE DRUNK MEME



1. Drinking Games: You're at that special level of drunkenness where previously unimagined things start to sound like a good idea. You know, like another drink. It's cool, I know this great game that will inevitably end with everyone involved being totally wasted. You play until... shit, what were the rules again?

2. Unsolicited Advice: Oh man, you suddenly know the solutions to all of life's mysteries. All it took to figure it all out was half a pint of whiskey! It's time to tell all your friends how to fix the problems with their personal lives, whether they want you to or not.

3. Drunk Texting: Frankly, you can't IMAGINE why anyone wouldn't want to hear about how drunk you are right now. If only you could remember where the vowels are on this tiny keyboard. Drawing inspiration from TFLN is encouraged.

4. Tell Them How You Really Feel: You lost some of your less important inhibitions three or four drinks ago, and it's time to tell it how it is! Hunt down the person you love, or possibly the person you hate, or even just the person you don't literally just met, and bare your heart to them in a way that you'll almost definitely regret tomorrow morning.

5. Karaoke: Shot through the heart, and you're to blame! You give love... a bad... something...

6. Terrible Ideas: This is going to be so awesome, guys. I've got the skateboard, and I'm handcuffed to Steve... is the camera rolling? And who's lighting the fireworks?

7. Flirting: While all that booze may not have enhanced your charm, it certainly did wonders for your ego! Time to find all the hottest dudes and/or chicks in this place and make them swoon before your gin-powered charisma.

8. On the Streets: What better way to follow up a good bar run than by drunkenly wandering the streets in the middle of the night? There may be loud, embarrassing singing. There may be puking in the gutter. You may be completely lost, and not sure why that police officer is speaking Italian.

9. The Next Day: All that you took with you from last night's adventures was a blur of jumbled, confusing memories, a lampshade with googly eyes drawn on it taped to your head, and a brutal hangover. What exactly happened here? And who's that sleeping next to you?

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[personal profile] chairity 2020-05-30 07:32 am (UTC)(link)

( pursing her lips together, aerith holds the microphone with both hands at her waist as she bobs in thought, the skirt of her dress fluttering slightly. )

A song I sang when I was little...

( she trails off into a hum momentaily. )

Aha!

( she scurries over to the controls and starts singing for him, swaying slightly again as she does and occasionally making eye contact before quickly looking away. once she's finished singing she bows before holding the microphone out for him. )

Your turn now.

( aerith doesn't distrust him as much as she puts on or thinks if she did she would have tried harder to keep him away from her impromptu party. )

detao: πš πš‘πšŠπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš”πš—πš˜πš πš— (βͺjoyβ«β¦π™³πš˜πš—'𝚝 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšπš›πšžπšœπš)

[personal profile] detao 2020-05-30 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tseng keeps his focus on her. Even if the room was occupied by various others, he would only be interested in her. The memory of the song comes so easily to her and she sounds as beautiful as she looks.

The corner of his mouth perks up in a tight smirk as she finishes the light song. He can imagine her singing through the church in all hours. The flowers respond to a song just as well as they respond to conversation.. maybe even betterβ€”he can just imagine her saying this. When she finishes she offers the mic over to him and he doesn't move to take it. ]

Nothing I sing will be as beautiful as your voice.

[personal profile] chairity 2020-05-30 08:17 am (UTC)(link)

( she never really thought of her voice as beautiful, average at best. his complement has her actually blushing instead of the alcohol in her veins making her flush. aerith nervously ticks some of her hair behind her ear with one hand while keeping the other extended to him with the microphone. )

Come on, Tseng!! Just one song. I think you’ve got a handsome voice and no one has to find out

It can be our little secret.

( instead of waiting for him to take the microphone from her, aerith crosses the distance between them. reaching out she carefully grabs his wrist with one hand while trying to make him grab onto the microphone with the other. )

detao: πš‹πš•πšŠπšŒπš” πšŠπš—πš πš‹πš•πšžπšŽ (βͺsadβ«β¦π™²πš˜πšžπš•πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‹πšŽπšŠπš πš–πšŽ)

[personal profile] detao 2020-05-30 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tseng pulls in a breath. He takes the mic. Tseng then shifts in his seat and takes her gently by the arm and pulls her close to him. He scoots over on the seat and helps her sit. He stands now, taking the "center stage" and looks through the computer for a song to sing for her.

The music starts with a soft and calm melody dancing across the keys of a piano. Then a soft hum comes through his lips as he breathes into the melody with a warm-up of his voice with those soft noises. Then comes the song: ]

𝑰 π’ƒπ’†π’π’Šπ’†π’—π’† π’˜π’‰π’‚π’•π’†π’—π’†π’“ π’„π’π’Žπ’†π’”
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒖𝒃 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’…π’Šπ’“π’• π’Šπ’π’•π’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒔
𝑨𝒏𝒅 π’”π’‰π’π’˜ π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒓 π’šπ’π’– 𝒐𝒏
𝑻𝒐 π’”π’‚π’š 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π‘°βœπ’Ž 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 π’‚π’˜π’‚π’š


[ He can imagine himself in various scenarios where he displays these imaginative lyrics. Whatever comes.. Rain or shine, terror or joy, they've already endured so much already. Aerith has had countless run-ins with inconsistent people in her life, people that meant something to Aerith. Her mother, Kyrie, Zack.. but Tseng was always that faithful person in her life. ]

π‘»π’‰π’†π’“π’†βœπ’” 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’“π’π’–π’π’… 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’†
𝑺𝒐 𝑰 π’Œπ’Šπ’„π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒂𝒍𝒍 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 π’…π’π’˜π’π’”π’•π’“π’†π’‚π’Ž

[ He would endure the fires of Genesis, he would outwit Scarlet's sadistic scrutiny, he would prove himself, again and again, to the Shinra line. ]

π‘³π’‚π’š π’ƒπ’†π’”π’Šπ’…π’† π’Žπ’†βŸ π’šπ’π’– π’π’‚π’š
𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’•π’‰π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’•π’” π’šπ’π’– 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔
π‘»π’‰π’†π’“π’†βœπ’” π’•π’‰π’Šπ’„π’Œ 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 π’Šπ’π’”π’Šπ’…π’† π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’“π’π’π’Ž
𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 π’Šπ’• π’‡π’Šπ’π’…π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’ƒπ’“π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’” π’šπ’π’– π’ƒπ’‚π’„π’Œ

[ Wherever she goes, whatever she does, whoever she loves, Tseng will continue to watch her. No matter how many times she tells him he's not invited, or how many times she slips through his fingers. No matter how far she runs or who she runs with. He'll chase her. ]

π‘°βœπ’Ž 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒅 π’…π’Šπ’‡π’‡π’†π’“π’†π’π’• π’‘π’Šπ’†π’„π’†π’”
𝑨 π’Žπ’Šπ’π’π’Šπ’π’ 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 π’”π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’π’† 𝒏𝒐𝒅
𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇 π’†π’π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’†π’†π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’”π’–π’π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’• π’ˆπ’Šπ’—π’† π’Žπ’† 𝒂𝒍𝒍 π’šπ’π’–βœπ’—π’† π’ˆπ’π’•

[ Even if other's begin to notice Tseng will continue to be Aerith's constant. ]

π‘»π’‰π’†π’“π’†βœπ’” 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’“π’π’–π’π’… 𝑭𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’†
𝑺𝒐 𝑰 π’Œπ’Šπ’„π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒂𝒍𝒍 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 π‘«π’π’˜π’ π’”π’•π’“π’†π’‚π’Ž

[ A million reasons written across 88 letters and sealed with 23 tiny wishes. I want to spend more time with you. Her words to Zack, they haunt him still. A failure he's all too good at reminding himself of. You're going to save Zack's life. ]

π‘°βœπ’Ž 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 π’‰π’‚π’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’† π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝑨𝒍𝒍
π‘»π’‰π’†π’“π’†βœπ’” 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’“π’π’–π’π’… 𝑭𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’†
𝑺𝒐 𝑰 π’Œπ’Šπ’„π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒂𝒍𝒍 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 π‘«π’π’˜π’ π’”π’•π’“π’†π’‚π’Ž

[ He was allowed the freedom within his mind when others were unable to break free from their imprisonment. Aerith had restraints on her freedom. Between Shinra, himself, and the planet's whispers. Their cries, their sorrow, their joy, their secrets. She is the keeper of the planet's voice. ]

π‘°βœπ’Ž 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 π’‰π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏 π’•π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•βŸ π’šπ’†π’‚π’‰ π‘°βœπ’Ž 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 π’π’Šπ’—π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰π’π’–π’• π’šπ’π’–

[ Tseng finishes the song and lingers a moment while the music ends. He gives her a heavy look, one that derives from guilt.. Regret fills his chest and he frowns. He shouldn't be the one here with her. ]
Edited 2020-05-30 09:52 (UTC)

well this was a beautiful surprise to wake up to. gotta step my game up.

[personal profile] chairity 2020-05-30 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)

( aerith's head spins as he pulls her close to have her take his place on the seat and before she can react he's taking center stage.

a wide bright-eyed smile spills across her face as she watches him, excited that she finally convinced him to sing for her. a triumph to write in the books. as she continues to listen and watch him, aerith's smile slowly starts to fade as the lyrics and his voice tug at her.

she's on the edge of her seat listening to him, her fingers gripping the fabric on her lap and her bottom lip being worried between her teeth.

that look he gives her is the killer, it breaks her heart into a million pieces. for all the things she's put him through and how she's treated him. releasing the fabric of her dress, aerith pushes herself off the seat to cross the distance between them.

if he doesn't stop her, she slowly slides her arms beneath his jacket before resting her cheek against his chest. carefully she starts moving her feet and swaying to start slow dancing with him. her fingers splayed across his back as she gently hums. )

detao: πš’πš˜πšžπš›πšœπšŽπš•πš (βͺfearβ«β¦π™²πšŠπš—'𝚝 πšŽπšŸπšŽπš— πšπš›πšŽπšœπšœ)

your game is already lovely.

[personal profile] detao 2020-05-31 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For all those she has lost, he remains. Her embrace is met with some apprehension but he soon reciprocates with firm arms around her. If he wasn't here then she would be alone - she was alone. He thinks of it from a new perspective, though, his guilt will try and pry any comfort he gets from the thought. If they have to end tonight, then why not bring her some comfort before then? Could he be enough for at least that?

A familiar face, a constant body, a reminder of where she came and where she'll go - should she choose ever to return with him.

Don't you know, I would still watch over you then? Tseng doesn't ever get too far in his thoughts of Aerith in Hojo's hands. He ends them with him removing her from him .. but still, even Hojo knows how important her life is. Tseng is not convinced her new friends did, however.

He tries to quiet his thoughts and be mindful of the slow sway their bodies move together. Her hum was unfamiliar to him but her tone would never be mistaken and he's basking in the feel of her vibrating body against his while her song works through her. He won't disrupt her. ]

(⁄ ⁄◕⁄ω⁄◕⁄ β„βœΏ)

[personal profile] chairity 2020-05-31 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)

( he is a bittersweet constant in her life.

a reminder of times when her mother was still alive and the escape they made to flee the horrors her mother was experiencing while they were guests of shinra. whatever her mother experienced was enough that she would sacrifice her own life to ensure aerith wouldn't experience them. a reminder of zack, the love she had (and still has) for him, and the heartbreak of him never returning. a reminder of the fate she will never be able to escape, but she will try avoiding as long as she can.

her grip around him tightens, her own guilt starting to eat away at her. though all she has experienced he has always been there and perhaps she has taken her anger out on the wrong person. maybe he deserved some of it, but not all that she has given him. )

You smell nice, ( she murmurs softly once the humming has stopped. the way he smelled was comforting along with the warmth of his body and the beating of his heart beneath her ear. )

detao: πšπš›πš˜πš—πš πš‹πšžπš πš•πš’πšπšπš•πšŽ πšœπšžπš‹πšπš•πšŽπšπš’ (βͺjoyβ«β¦πš‚πš‘πš˜πš  πšŒπš˜πš–πš–πšŽπš—πšπšŠπš‹πš•πšŽ)

[personal profile] detao 2020-05-31 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Tseng repeats her compliment in his mind, which brings a small smirk to the corner of his lips. He reminds himself to be mindful of the here and now. He lets her lead them, be it continuing to sway in this slow dance or to stagger in the room standing against one another. He wonders on her tightened arms and what she was thinking. If the smell of him was nice enough to want to hold onto or if there was something else on her mind.

He keeps one hand to her back and the other slips up her back, beneath the braid of her hair, and stops between her shoulder blades. He closes his eyes and he leans in, to smell at her hair. The smirk widens into a grin as he thinks about what he just did. He straightens his head and lowers his hand down her back once again. ]

[personal profile] chairity 2020-05-31 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)

( it would be awkward, at least in her mind, to stand together in the room without moving. so, she continues to lead them in a slow dance in the middle of the room. swaying in a small circle β€” just an excuse for two people to say close to one another.

the heat of her face flushing returns as she buries her face against his chest, a shiver running through her as his hand slides up her back. it is enough to cause her heart to start pounding in her ears and her splayed hands to grip at his neatly pressed shirt.

aerith likely smells how he imagines she would, floral and earthy along with whatever cheap shampoo and conditioner happens to be in the house. nervously tilts her head up slightly to look up at him, her heart still pounding in her chest. he might even be able to feel it with how tightly she's pressed against him. )

You don't have to stop.

( the words come out unexpectedly but they are there and she can't take them back or pretend she didn't mean what she said. )

detao: πš˜πš— πš–πš’ πš‘πšŽπšŠπš›πš (βͺjoyβ«β¦π™²πš˜πš–πšŽ 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 πš–πšŽ)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-02 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tseng meets her eyes. The light in the room is a poor source to breathe the color through them, still, they are beautiful in their unique hue. Despite her invitation, he doesn't move again. Though he finds her undeniably inviting he restrains himself from her pull. It's not easy, especially with his arms around her and her sweet scent filling his lungs, intertwining with the oxygen that filters through into his blood.

I have to stop. His eyes are kind and his lips curve into a bittersweet curve which denies not only her but himself as well. To continue would betray her. Tseng believes she feels the same.

However, he continues to sway with her in the room and he pulls in a breath. He lifts his eyes from her and exhales. This was more than he deserved. ]

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-02 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)

( a crushing weight settles in her chest the moment he silently looks away from her. doubts begin flooding her mind as she slowly comes to a stop, nervously pulling herself away from him to glance at the nonexistent watch on her wrist. )

I should probably get home. It's getting pretty late and Mom's likely waiting for me at the table.

( it hurts all over again as she looks up to him, her brows furrowed and eyes slightly glassy with the mixture of emotions running through her. aerith didn't know what to expect, honestly. the lowered inhibition from the alcohol brought down those walls she desperately built over the years and now she's scrambling to put it all together again. )

Thanks for coming out, Tseng. I've got it from here.

detao: πšπš‘πšŽ πš™πšŠπšœπš π™°πš—πš 𝙸 πšπš˜πš—'𝚝 πš πšŠπš—πš 𝚝𝚘 (βͺangerβ«β¦π™°πš—πš πš πšŠπš›πš’ 𝚘𝚏)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-06 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
( He's scared her. At least he interprets her shying away from him as a result of his coldness. Mom's likely waiting.. His hands move to her sides, just above her hips, then they pull off of her completely. His jaw sets and his eyes harden. He would keep mom waiting for a long time, he would keep Aerith for a long time. Yet, these fleeting moments were as much as he could hold before they would become too heavy and drag him down into the dirt.

He fights to avoid becoming one of Aerith's regrets but he can't help but think he'll always be one of her regrets. Tonight was not the first one she'll have. Tonight was not the first time she's shown him kindness that he's not deserved. )

I'll walk you.

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-06 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)

( aerith's breath catches in her throat as his hands rest on her sides, she even starts to lean towards him slightly but stops just as abruptly as his hands leave her. she blinks up at him for a few moments, the whiplash of emotions catching her off guard once more.

without too much thought behind her actions, she takes hold of one of his hands and brings it to her cheek. leaning into his touch as she continues to look up at him. )

Tell me you want me to stay...

( her voice almost desperate as doubts start to run through her mind. maybe she's reading too much into this. maybe he didn't mean to touch her hips. maybe this is all a mistake and maybe he would tell her to stay even if he doesn't want her to. )

detao: 𝚊𝚜 πš’πš˜πšžπš› πšŠπš›πšπš’πšŒπšžπš•πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš— πšœπšπšŠπš›πšπšœ 𝚝𝚘 πš πšŠπš’πš— (βͺcalmβ«β¦πš„πš™ πšπš‘πšŽ πšπšŠπš’πš—)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-06 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
( He holds her eyes with his own. You know I can't do that.. He brings in a small breath, his pupils dilate as arousal spikes up his spine. His thumb slides across her soft cheek then down the slope of her face and his fingers come to pinch at her chin. His heart races and he can feel the beat of his heart pumping on the side of his neck as his blood rushes through his veins. Her scent within his blood through the previous inhale of her and he imagines keeping her within him for much longer than tonight.

I want you to stay.. with me. Despite the lack of vocal admission, he knows it's clear on his face just as much as her expression gives away her desires. )

I'll take you home.

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-06 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)

( her bottom lip finds its way between her teeth in anticipation but is quickly released as his fingers leave a burning trail of desire in their wake. a soft moan escapes her lips as they part and the first genuine smile she has had in a while manages to reach her eyes.

resting her hand on his forearm, the tips of her fingers softly resting against the skin of his inner wrist, feeling his rapid pulse beneath them. )

I'd like that.

detao: 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŽ πš™πšŠπšœπš (βͺfearβ«β¦π™°πš—πš πš πšŠπš›πš’)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-06 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
( He lowers his hand down from her chin and moves it closer to her neck. He positions the back of his fingers to draw down her throat slowly, then off to her collar bone. He crosses the brunette curls, and his fingers turn to the hair and gently feels at it. )

Aerith.

( His heart lunges in his chest and he pulls his fingers down from her and steps back. He retreats into himself and stifles the lust that sprouts only for her. His eyes pull away from her, and he looks around the room to anything else. )

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-06 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)

( the fire that he is igniting within her ravages through her body, causing her to tremble as his hand continues to wander over her skin. her breath caught in her throat as she forgot how to breathe momentarily before exhaling slowly.

normally she would let him pull away from her, but she doesn't this time. releasing his hand she quickly wraps her fingers around the lapel of his coat to stop him before taking a few steps closer to close the distance between them once more. )

Tseng, please...

( her voice trails off as she decides to take action instead of trying to reason with him. keeping a firm hold on his coat, she stretches onto her tiptoes to press her warm soft lips against his. )

detao: πš‹πš•πšŠπšŒπš” πšŠπš—πš πš‹πš•πšžπšŽ (βͺsadβ«β¦π™²πš˜πšžπš•πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‹πšŽπšŠπš πš–πšŽ)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-06 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
( He doesn't account for retaliation and her refusal to allow him his escape catches him off guard. Aerith's plea is the strike that splinters the ice. Her kiss is what cracks the ground beneath his feet. He melts against her, his hands to her sides, and his head tilts to reciprocate the kiss. He's fallen.

Tseng's heartbeat travels up his neck and crosses his jaw to his lips. His mouth shivers against her's. One hand clenches the fabric to her side, and the other hand lifts to touch her cheek. )

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-07 12:23 am (UTC)(link)

( her own heart begins to race faster within her chest, her face flushing and the feeling of her pulse in her ears as her hold tightens on his jacket.

aerith's lips part slightly as a breathy moan escapes, her tongue sneaks by to hesitantly run over his bottom one before snagging it gently between her teeth. tugging on it momentarily before releasing it. )

detao: πš’πš˜πšžπš› πšŠπš›πš–πšœ (βͺfearβ«β¦π™·πš˜πš•πš πš’πš πš’πš—)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-07 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
( He feels a tension spreading in his chest. Her breath in their kiss brings him to inhale through his nostrils. His eyes tighten at the feel of her mouth on his lip. Once she releases his flesh, he moves forward to place his lips once again on hers. He cradles the back of her head to hold her still while his mouth indemnifies his loss of dominance. Was he ever in control?

He pushes his body tight against hers, and his other hand moves to the small of her back where he holds her close. His tongue traces across her mouth and slips between her lips - if she'll allow it. )

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-09 04:56 am (UTC)(link)

( her head begins to spin as a new type of intoxication overcomes her. the way his lips reclaim her, feeling the heat radiating off tseng's body as he presses so close, and the way his hand ignites a fire within the pit of her stomach as it lingers on her back.

if he wants control, he can easily take it. if not she will give in to rare selfishness and take what she wants.

aerith's lips part with hesitation, her inexperience showing through, but she has an eagerness to learn and experience every bit of him that she can. her tongue meets his, apprehensive at first but quickly gaining confidence. )

detao: πš˜πš— πš–πš’ πš‘πšŽπšŠπš›πš (βͺsad❫⦁𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš™πšžπš πš’πš˜πšžπš› πš‘πšŠπš—πšπšœ)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-16 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
( Aerith may know or may not know, who knows what secrets she's privy to through forces unseen by others, about how deeply Tseng feels for her. He reserves a moment for her every morning and every evening to pray that it is not this day nor tomorrow that he loses her to whatever madness that would claim her. Aerith was special, no doubt about that, but it wasn't because of her ancestry that he wanted her. Through the years, he's remained in the shadow to watch her impact lives around her. Aerith had an incredible gravitational pull, which various people fell before her, and yet every single one of them bounced away from her, except for him.

Tseng held her close as their mouths pressed together, and their tongues worked away words for feelings. He was overwhelmed by her, and he could barely keep himself from rushing into her like a crashing wave against the earth. There was nothing in this world he wanted more than to have her.

Yet, he should have never crossed this line. Aerith didn't belong to anyone - but he would be damned if he allowed Gaia to claim her. He moves a hand to her face, and he pushes his fingers to the back of her head. He holds her still while he turns his face and pours himself into her mouth. Tseng also coaxes her tongue to push in between his lips and into his mouth. His other hand moves down the curve of her backside until his hand settles on her bottom. He firmly, but gently enough, squeezes her fleshy mound and pulls her into him. )

[personal profile] chairity 2020-06-18 06:22 am (UTC)(link)

( as one of the few constants in her life, tseng meant more to her than she let on. whatever attraction or fondness she had for the dark-haired man masked by annoyance and aloofness. perhaps as a self-defense mechanism from past heartbreak or she was protecting him from the pain and loss that was inevitable.

selfishness and a desire to feel alive drives her actions tonight. to throw caution to the wind as she finally gives in to something that she wants for a change.

with a hunger that she's never felt before, aerith takes in as much of him as she is able. her tongue easily coaxed between his lips as she rolls her own around his, savoring the feeling and taste of him upon her lips. sensations she wishes to burn into her memory. a needy moan escapes through her nose since her lips and mouth are preoccupied as he squeezes her ass, pulling her closer to him. her body pressing against him, the warmth of their bodies shared in a closeness she's secretly longed for.

the hunger and fire within her grows, wanton abandon fueling her actions as her fingers release the lapel of his jacket. one hand sliding between his jacket and pressed shirt, her fingers splaying as aerith maps our every hill and valley of his back. the tips of her fingers tracing over each muscle as if she is mapping out every detail in her mind. the other hand slowly slides along his collarbone, around to the back of his neck, and through the hair at the nape of his neck. )

detao: 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’„π’Šπ’ˆπ’‚π’“π’†π’•π’•π’†π’” (βͺunsureβ«β¦π‘¬π’šπ’†π’π’Šπ’π’†π’“)

[personal profile] detao 2020-06-28 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
( Aerith's reciprocation of intimacy was almost cruel. To lead him on like this, making him think she would sustain much more than this. Yet, this narrative was working against the desires he has held back for years. His love for her grew, changed, and developed into its own, just as Aerith grew into a woman. She wasn't just an Ancient; she wasn't just a subject of interest; she was more to him outside her connection to the planet. He found himself constantly struck by her, like an electric shock staggering him. Every so often, he was stunned, amazed by her, and those moments he watched her - when he was sure she didn't even realize it - were the times he reserved to humble himself. Someone, as stained as he was, did not deserve someone as pure as her.

It felt good to taint her with his passion for this undeserving kiss and embrace. However, it came to an end, both of them needing a breath. )

You deserve better than me.
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