[And there's the Eustace she knows and adores so very much, ad now that she's gotten a little bit of a smile out of him, she can rest a bit easier too, but she keeps her fingers in his hair, nails brushing and scratching gently at the base of his ears while she watches in awe as it all turns into a great big mop.]
You look like Eria does after she has a bath.
[She hears the wolf in question bark quietly in protest at her.]
... Are you sure you don't wanna try a cool bath? Or shower? It's pretty bad.
[As bad as hers? Well, she has no idea but probably not.]
[She catches her lip between her teeth, trying to keep some of her amusement at bay. She doesn't want to wound his pride too much, it seems it has already been battered and bruised plenty today, even before she got back.]
Are you sure you don't need me to carry you there?
[Okay, maybe one last little tease.
Though, it remains to be seen whether she'll be able to get up off the floor.]
[Words that she may or may not eat later. But until then, she's going to comfortably lay on the floor with him in spite of how hot it is or how sweaty they are. They've had "worse" nights.]
[Tifa's eyes close at the weird sensation... Even with the clothes separating them, the skin that does touch... She can't tell if it's more sticky or slippery, but she remains perfectly still as he moves, watching as some of her hair clings to him.]
Okay, but don't push yourself if you can't...
[She's already a little concerned...........
Not because she doesn't trust him, but because she knows how dreamotion can go a little haywire when things are like this.]
["Substance"... As if this isn't just their own sweat reacting to the world around them. Something she didn't know that it could do, and not something she wants to think about ever again after this.]
Do whatever you need to.
[If it means freezing her a little, then so be it. Honestly? She'd welcome it at this point—he is like a walking radiator turned up to maximum in the heat.
Well. She is more "fire" oriented, cough. So he'll just glance at her before clearing his throat.]
I'll try water first. It'll make freezing things easier if it doesn't work out.
[And with some effort, he'll move his hand to lightly touch the sticky floor...ugh. It's like touching honey or molasses... He's starting to wonder if the water would really do much, but maybe if it's cool it'll at least give them some relief and wash some of their sweat off.
So with a bit of concentration, cool water flows out, rushing around them and over the floor.]
[Beneath him, Tifa's whole body shivers from the sudden cold. It's both a relief and a surprise, and while it is easing in the moment that it touches her, it doesn't take long before it, too, grows warmer. It does, however, help to loosen them from the floor...
...
Only not in the way she might have hoped, because as soon as she tries to test by moving her hands—no stick, at least!—they slide right back out from under her and sends her head against the floor.]
[Eustace was about to warn her when he sees her slipping, and he desperate tries to stretch out his hand to catch her head so it doesn't hit, but he only partially makes it.]
[She huffs out with a sheepish laugh, but it turns into a full-on giggle when she looks up at him and sees his hair, and the panicked look on front of his face. She doesn't mean to start laughing, especially given the situation, but the ridiculousness of it all has finally started to sink in as she rests her head back against his hand.
Just give her a moment.]
Sorry... [She catches her breath, her face red not just from the heat and embarrassment, but from the amusement now.] Spoke a little too soon...?
[The laughter probably doesn't help because it only adds more of that warm buzz around them—the same kind that always comes to life when she hears his laugh, sees him smile like that. She can't help but get caught up in the moment for just a second longer, her fingers running through his damp hair. After all the chaos, she's just glad to see that smile again.
So when he makes his suggestion, it takes Tifa an extra second or two to drop back into reality and realize what he's asking her to do.]
I can do that. But... [She bites down on her lip, another grin forming.] ... I might need a little boost for the vines.
[He looks at her confused before he sees that grin and look in her eye... And then realization hits, his own grin forming as he lowers his face closer towards her.]
[She's going to ignore the groans—they are working hard to get them all out of this plight, okay? Groan all you like, Eria will be thanking them later...!
Plus, she has far better things to pay attention to as Eustace lowers his face to hers, and when the floof of his hair droops along the sides of her face, she giggles quietly against his lips again.]
[He can only quietly laugh before he closes that distance between, his lips pressing against hers as the hand behind her hand gently threads through her soaked hair. It certainly doesn't help with the warm temperature, but there's at least a small breeze that carries through them.
And after that brief kiss—because she did say small—he grins down at her.]
She smiles into the kiss, as tender and sweet as always, but when he pulls back, he'll see a little flicker of frustration, her head lifting ever so slightly to chase after him. With a little wiggle of her hips beneath him and a look of pretend concentration, a few vines creep out across the floor, small and thin. It's clear that she isn't making much of an effort, and some of them even shrivel up at the heat before falling away.]
Mm... Doesn't look like it. Needs just a little more juice...
[He holds back the laugh as he sees that pitiful attempt.]
Hm... Can I consider this a boost for myself, too?
[A gleam in his eyes before he takes her lips, not giving her a chance to answer. The only way she'll be able to is how she responds to the kiss, one that's a little more fervent, his tongue brushing over her lips before pushing inwards, seeking hers.]
[From somewhere near the bedroom, she hears another sound. It isn't a puppy or wolf's groans (though those can be heard rather clearly) but a little snuffling giggling noise as Violet lazily drifts into the room, little hearts popping around her as she inflates like a balloon.
But Tifa ignores all of it as she lets herself melt right into that kiss, her lips parting just so when she feels his breath hot against hers. Her fingers tighten around his, and a soft hum of approval sounds from the back of her throat as she accepts and gives herself fully for it.
Of course, even if she tried not to, the vines grow themselves, these ones thicker than the ones that came before. They snake across the floor and then creep upwards, as if preparing to create a wall around them to block out the rest of the world.....]
[It is always so quick and easy for them to lose themselves like this. And truthfully, he would not have minded continuing...
...
If the heat hadn't started to become oppressive once more like a sauna. So there's a bit of a disgruntled sound as he finally pulls away, his breath a soft pant as he manages to laugh.]
[But she'll free him, though not without a tighter squeeze around his fingers or a gleam in her eyes, as if to remind him that they need to continue where they left off with this later. If he thought he was going to get out of it...]
Are you ready? [Another laugh as she feels that steamy heat cling to her skin.] Hopefully it doesn't melt faster than we can use it.
[A teasing grin as frost gathers at his fingertips... And indeed starts to quickly melt. Seeing this, he just sighs with a shake of his head and puts more concentration.]
Get ready.
[And with that, he'll concentration as much of his dreamotion as he can, the floor quickly covering in frost and thickening into a thin layer of ice. Ice that will indeed already start to shimmer as its surface starts to show signs of melting.]
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[His head is ruffled and it's only through thick bangs that he finally gets an idea.
Specifically, how thick and frazzled it looks.]
...Mine, too, huh.
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You look like Eria does after she has a bath.
[She hears the wolf in question bark quietly in protest at her.]
... Are you sure you don't wanna try a cool bath? Or shower? It's pretty bad.
[As bad as hers? Well, she has no idea but probably not.]
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[A small mutter as he glances away.]
...Couldn't get there...
[Translation: after coming out to the living room, the heat and humidity was too much for him to go back before he collapsed.]
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[She catches her lip between her teeth, trying to keep some of her amusement at bay. She doesn't want to wound his pride too much, it seems it has already been battered and bruised plenty today, even before she got back.]
Are you sure you don't need me to carry you there?
[Okay, maybe one last little tease.
Though, it remains to be seen whether she'll be able to get up off the floor.]
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Could you even get up and then move with the floor like this?
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If it's for you? Yeah.
[Words that she may or may not eat later. But until then, she's going to comfortably lay on the floor with him in spite of how hot it is or how sweaty they are.
They've had "worse" nights.]... But can you? You'll have to get up first.
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[It's still so hot and he grunts as he tries to pull himself free...
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Which is incredibly hard with how sticky it is.]
Hold on... ...I'm going to try and use my dreamotion.
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Okay, but don't push yourself if you can't...
[She's already a little concerned...........
Not because she doesn't trust him, but because she knows how dreamotion can go a little haywire when things are like this.]
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[...But... Hm.]
I can either try using water to try and wash some of this substance off... Or freeze it all.
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Do whatever you need to.
[If it means freezing her a little, then so be it. Honestly? She'd welcome it at this point—he is like a walking radiator turned up to maximum in the heat.
Which reminds her...]
... I'm sorry I'm not much help.
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[....
Well. She is more "fire" oriented, cough. So he'll just glance at her before clearing his throat.]
I'll try water first. It'll make freezing things easier if it doesn't work out.
[And with some effort, he'll move his hand to lightly touch the sticky floor...ugh. It's like touching honey or molasses... He's starting to wonder if the water would really do much, but maybe if it's cool it'll at least give them some relief and wash some of their sweat off.
So with a bit of concentration, cool water flows out, rushing around them and over the floor.]
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...
Only not in the way she might have hoped, because as soon as she tries to test by moving her hands—no stick, at least!—they slide right back out from under her and sends her head against the floor.]
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[Eustace was about to warn her when he sees her slipping, and he desperate tries to stretch out his hand to catch her head so it doesn't hit, but he only partially makes it.]
...Are you okay?
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[She huffs out with a sheepish laugh, but it turns into a full-on giggle when she looks up at him and sees his hair, and the panicked look on front of his face. She doesn't mean to start laughing, especially given the situation, but the ridiculousness of it all has finally started to sink in as she rests her head back against his hand.
Just give her a moment.]
Sorry... [She catches her breath, her face red not just from the heat and embarrassment, but from the amusement now.] Spoke a little too soon...?
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...
Before he ends up joining her, his own lighter and a little quieter like it usually is, but there nonetheless.]
No... It's fine. The water helped, but not so much in giving us traction.
[He looks down at her with a smile before looking back on the mess on the floor.]
Ice will give us the same problem... But maybe we can work together.
What if I froze it, but you break it with the vines? That everything will remain in the ice and it won't melt, giving us a chance to at least get up.
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So when he makes his suggestion, it takes Tifa an extra second or two to drop back into reality and realize what he's asking her to do.]
I can do that. But... [She bites down on her lip, another grin forming.] ... I might need a little boost for the vines.
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[He looks at her confused before he sees that grin and look in her eye... And then realization hits, his own grin forming as he lowers his face closer towards her.]
Just a little one, hm?
[By the couch, groans can be heard.]
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Plus, she has far better things to pay attention to as Eustace lowers his face to hers, and when the floof of his hair droops along the sides of her face, she giggles quietly against his lips again.]
...Well, let's give it a try and we'll see...
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And after that brief kiss—because she did say small—he grins down at her.]
Enough?
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She smiles into the kiss, as tender and sweet as always, but when he pulls back, he'll see a little flicker of frustration, her head lifting ever so slightly to chase after him. With a little wiggle of her hips beneath him and a look of pretend concentration, a few vines creep out across the floor, small and thin. It's clear that she isn't making much of an effort, and some of them even shrivel up at the heat before falling away.]
Mm... Doesn't look like it. Needs just a little more juice...
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Hm... Can I consider this a boost for myself, too?
[A gleam in his eyes before he takes her lips, not giving her a chance to answer. The only way she'll be able to is how she responds to the kiss, one that's a little more fervent, his tongue brushing over her lips before pushing inwards, seeking hers.]
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But Tifa ignores all of it as she lets herself melt right into that kiss, her lips parting just so when she feels his breath hot against hers. Her fingers tighten around his, and a soft hum of approval sounds from the back of her throat as she accepts and gives herself fully for it.
Of course, even if she tried not to, the vines grow themselves, these ones thicker than the ones that came before. They snake across the floor and then creep upwards, as if preparing to create a wall around them to block out the rest of the world.....]
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...
If the heat hadn't started to become oppressive once more like a sauna. So there's a bit of a disgruntled sound as he finally pulls away, his breath a soft pant as he manages to laugh.]
I think that's quite enough.
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[But she'll free him, though not without a tighter squeeze around his fingers or a gleam in her eyes, as if to remind him that they need to continue where they left off with this later. If he thought he was going to get out of it...]
Are you ready? [Another laugh as she feels that steamy heat cling to her skin.] Hopefully it doesn't melt faster than we can use it.
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[A teasing grin as frost gathers at his fingertips... And indeed starts to quickly melt. Seeing this, he just sighs with a shake of his head and puts more concentration.]
Get ready.
[And with that, he'll concentration as much of his dreamotion as he can, the floor quickly covering in frost and thickening into a thin layer of ice. Ice that will indeed already start to shimmer as its surface starts to show signs of melting.]
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1/2
2/ wait
3/lmao
idk man i'lll let you know
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done
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