[But it’s exciting, knowing that she was anticipating this, that she planned it. That she stands completely nude after he’s slipped off her dress is proof of that.
He only appreciates the view when he straightens again, a hand idly sweeping back a stray lock of hair past the curve of her neck. And— Gaia, she’s beautiful like this, flushed and eager, if not awkward in not knowing how to proceed. (Something they both share in varying degrees, apparently.)
Sephiroth has her at an advantage, though; he’s far more dressed than she is, but he doesn’t seem to be keen on evening the field anytime soon. Instead, his hands sweep down at to her hips, and he lifts her up to seat her on the kitchen counter. At least she needn’t stand on her tip-toes any more.]
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He only appreciates the view when he straightens again, a hand idly sweeping back a stray lock of hair past the curve of her neck. And— Gaia, she’s beautiful like this, flushed and eager, if not awkward in not knowing how to proceed. (Something they both share in varying degrees, apparently.)
Sephiroth has her at an advantage, though; he’s far more dressed than she is, but he doesn’t seem to be keen on evening the field anytime soon. Instead, his hands sweep down at to her hips, and he lifts her up to seat her on the kitchen counter. At least she needn’t stand on her tip-toes any more.]