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flamekthunder) wrote2025-04-07 09:12 pm
flamekthunder) wrote2025-04-07 09:12 pm
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[Mmmmmhm.]
Do I need to start entering your dreams, too?
[Just a very low whisper into her ear.]
Play out those little fantasies of yours...?
Do I need to start entering your dreams, too?
[Just a very low whisper into her ear.]
Play out those little fantasies of yours...?
[This wolf...]
Well... I wouldn't say no to more time...
[She feels her face immediately warm, her cheeks turning as red as the hearts—]
Ah! What the...!?
[—that very suddenly erupt in what little space between them, almost completely consuming Tifa in the process.]
Well... I wouldn't say no to more time...
[She feels her face immediately warm, her cheeks turning as red as the hearts—]
Ah! What the...!?
[—that very suddenly erupt in what little space between them, almost completely consuming Tifa in the process.]
[And now Eustace will turn away, stifling his laughter as he watches all those red hearts pour out.]
Thinking about something, wife?
Thinking about something, wife?
You started it.
[There are so many of them now that some aren't even popping the moment that she touches them but rather, they start to mold together—]
They're getting bigger...!
[There are so many of them now that some aren't even popping the moment that she touches them but rather, they start to mold together—]
They're getting bigger...!
[And just going to scoot his chair away a little—]
I wasn't the one who thought about questionable fantasies.
[Not helping.
But okay he will try to help push the heart above and behind them, which is why he moved so there could be more room to do so.]
I wasn't the one who thought about questionable fantasies.
[Not helping.
But okay he will try to help push the heart above and behind them, which is why he moved so there could be more room to do so.]
[More pouting!!! And that bubble is almost the size of a balloon now, and when he shifts it behind her, it pops with a soft splash down her back, making her spine snap straight with a gasp.]
I wasn't thinking about them until you brought up dreams...! You were the one who said it first.
[Still, she's scooting her chair closer again.]
I wasn't thinking about them until you brought up dreams...! You were the one who said it first.
[Still, she's scooting her chair closer again.]
But dreams could mean anything. How am I to know which "fantasy" you think of first?
[She narrows her eyes at him, and is half tempted to shove a crepe into his mouth. Or at the very least, a strawberry.]
What other "fantasies" are there, hm?
What other "fantasies" are there, hm?
Walking through a park hand in hand with the dogs?
[Innocent smile.]
[Innocent smile.]
Oh, please.
[She blows one of those smaller red bubbles at him, and it pops against his nose.]
You have plenty too, don't you?
[Not so innocent ones.]
[She blows one of those smaller red bubbles at him, and it pops against his nose.]
You have plenty too, don't you?
[Not so innocent ones.]
No idea what you're talking about.
[His hearts are all pink.]
[His hearts are all pink.]
[For now!!! She will get him yet!
She's totally not trying to now and will innocently pick up her crepe to resume eating.]
You seem to enjoy them just as much.
She's totally not trying to now and will innocently pick up her crepe to resume eating.]
You seem to enjoy them just as much.
It's been entertaining. If a little unusual...
[A small poke to one of the hearts that float by.]
[A small poke to one of the hearts that float by.]
[Oh no, her face is so red now it feels like it might actually pop like one of the many red bubbles that start to block their lines of vision between each other—]
What about them is unusual...?
What about them is unusual...?
Well...
[Just a drawn out voice as he watches those red hearts appear again.]
I've noticed a pattern about these hearts.
[Just a drawn out voice as he watches those red hearts appear again.]
I've noticed a pattern about these hearts.
Yeah, me too.
[Her pout is distorted by one of the larger bubbles that comes up between them.]
Every time you say something to me, they appear. Which means... this is your fault.
[Her pout is distorted by one of the larger bubbles that comes up between them.]
Every time you say something to me, they appear. Which means... this is your fault.
[Biting into her crepe, trying to be as defiant as ever, but it's hardly working without a defiant bone in her body when it comes to him.]
I didn't say that. [She glances at him through the corner of her eye.] Why, is that the "pattern"?
I didn't say that. [She glances at him through the corner of her eye.] Why, is that the "pattern"?
Not sure... Should we try?
[A playful gleam because they both know how well he can be silent.]
[A playful gleam because they both know how well he can be silent.]
Fine. Let's. I'll show you.
[Is she calling his bluff? Absolutely. Bring it on, she says, as she already is taking a big bite of her crepe.]
[Is she calling his bluff? Absolutely. Bring it on, she says, as she already is taking a big bite of her crepe.]
[And he'll just smile and not say anything, just resuming to eat his own share.
But as he brings his lips to his coffee, his eyes will lift towards her, a familiar gleam in them as he slowly sips before looking away to set it down and reach over to take one of the bonus pastries they received.]
But as he brings his lips to his coffee, his eyes will lift towards her, a familiar gleam in them as he slowly sips before looking away to set it down and reach over to take one of the bonus pastries they received.]
[She's in the middle of chewing on her crepe when his eyes catch hers, and she's forced to hide behind her tea again as she feels her face warm up the way it always does under that intense stare of his. Always so intense... always so blue, especially with the way that the sun is shining...
And out from her tea comes a red bubble that pops when it reaches her nose, making her blink and startling her.
But she isn't going to lose this fight!!!
So, she reaches across him, her hand brushing against his chest as she tries to grab hold of the apple crepe on his other side so that she can give it a try...]
And out from her tea comes a red bubble that pops when it reaches her nose, making her blink and startling her.
But she isn't going to lose this fight!!!
So, she reaches across him, her hand brushing against his chest as she tries to grab hold of the apple crepe on his other side so that she can give it a try...]
[It only works when one is subtle, and as he watches her, he's going to reach for that apple crepe right before she reaches it and hands it to her.
With a sweet smile.]
With a sweet smile.]
[He may be handing it to her, but she isn't going to take it. Not with her fingers anyway.
Instead, she leans in, cheeks flushed, and bites into the crepe while he holds it for her.
Ignoring the red bubbles that fill the space behind her like a backdrop, and the amount of effort it's taking to not move her eyes from his...]
Instead, she leans in, cheeks flushed, and bites into the crepe while he holds it for her.
Ignoring the red bubbles that fill the space behind her like a backdrop, and the amount of effort it's taking to not move her eyes from his...]
[He'll just continue to hold it, his own gaze never wavering as he continues to stare at her, only gently pushing it against her lips when it looks like she's finished chewing.
And yet.
There are still no red hearts in his end???
What could he possibly be thinking...]
And yet.
There are still no red hearts in his end???
What could he possibly be thinking...]
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