There is the wolfish husband that she knows so well and loves so much. The one that still finds ways to make her cheeks flush and her heart flutter after all this time together.
She knows that they have had a rough go tonight, but it does make her feel better, lighter, and less afraid now that they can find something else to smile about.]
Hm? Don't tell me you're going to start reading them.
[Please don't.]
There is another one that I was reading not that long ago... It was about a mysterious masked man who haunts an opera house. And he whisks the soprano girl away...
[She pulls back at that, only so that she can look at him properly, and her expression melts into a smile.]
I love you.
[Though, there is a little bit of a question in her tone with that rise in her voice at the end. Not that either of them ever needs a reason, just that she hadn't been expecting it.
A hand comes up to caress his cheek before she moves, slowly, so that they can both lie down together, and she'll grab his hands so that she can drag him with her.]
[His eyes close briefly at her touch, nuzzling into it before he willingly follows her down. His arms immediately wrap around her again, pulling her to him into a tight, snug hug.
And there will be a moment before he slowly speaks.]
...I heard this...thing can last a few days. If I lose control again...
[She answers immediately, pressing up to him further.]
But you won't... Not while I'm here.
[Tifa believes that with her whole soul. She tries to be strong, but he is always stronger. Even when she wants to be his pillar, he ends up being hers just as much, and round and round it goes.
And she hopes that somewhere, the vampring is listening, because that was definitely a veiled threat in case that it was.]
[She can only hold him tighter, but when she feels him start to relax a little more, she lets herself do the same...
Exhausted is an understatement, especially after what they had already done before going into the dream, but she gets it. She still isn't sure she wants to sleep either, but she will stay awake as long as he does.
Even if it is just to make sure that he finally does get some rest.]
I won't. That wasn't exactly what I had in mind in the first place...
[He can't help but look at her with a complicated expression.]
Tifa, you...
[...Didn't, no, shouldn't have to do such a thing. And now he's not sure how to feel about the idea of her willingly letting some him...consume, absorb, whatever it is her nightmares.]
[She presses a gentle hand to his lips to stop him before he can voice the rest of that, and while she smiles, there is a touch of sadness edging it in her downcast gaze.]
How many times do I have to remind you that I'm your wife?
[That should imply all she means to say, but in case he needs that reminder, she will happily give it a hundred, thousand times over.]
Whatever you need... if it'll make that thing go away, or if it gets to be too much, then you can take whatever you need from me. That's what we promised, wasn't it? That no matter what, we would be there to support each other?
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There is the wolfish husband that she knows so well and loves so much. The one that still finds ways to make her cheeks flush and her heart flutter after all this time together.
She knows that they have had a rough go tonight, but it does make her feel better, lighter, and less afraid now that they can find something else to smile about.]
Hm? Don't tell me you're going to start reading them.
[Please don't.]
There is another one that I was reading not that long ago... It was about a mysterious masked man who haunts an opera house. And he whisks the soprano girl away...
[hmmmmmmm]
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So is that what you want to try next?
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[Now she's all flustered, burying her face further into the crook of his neck.]
I mean... maybe... it might be fun...
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I won't mind. Just don't expect any singing.
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That's the whole point. I'd say what if the dream gave you a new singing voice, but... I already like yours as it is.
[However off-pitch or embarrassed he might get.]
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Opera, though?
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We don't have to sing, you know...
[Besides, they'd be doing a different kind of singing, wouldn't they?]
But... it would be like that night we had. Up on that terrace? Doesn't have to be opera. Not like I could do it either, honestly.
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Another duet, you mean? As long as I don't have to do some kind of dramatic performance...
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[Tifa moves so that she can press her forehead to his, her voice lowering as if she were telling him a secret.]
Just do it quietly. For me.
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[A light, wry grin as he looks into her eyes, now so close to his.]
I only want to look the best for you.
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But you always do. No matter what you're doing. Don't exactly need a dream for that.
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[A small, soft hum as he looks at her before his gaze deepens a little.]
I love you.
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I love you.
[Though, there is a little bit of a question in her tone with that rise in her voice at the end. Not that either of them ever needs a reason, just that she hadn't been expecting it.
A hand comes up to caress his cheek before she moves, slowly, so that they can both lie down together, and she'll grab his hands so that she can drag him with her.]
Come here.
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And there will be a moment before he slowly speaks.]
...I heard this...thing can last a few days. If I lose control again...
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[She answers immediately, pressing up to him further.]
But you won't... Not while I'm here.
[Tifa believes that with her whole soul. She tries to be strong, but he is always stronger. Even when she wants to be his pillar, he ends up being hers just as much, and round and round it goes.
And she hopes that somewhere, the vampring is listening, because that was definitely a veiled threat in case that it was.]
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Honestly, he's exhausted. It'll be harder for him to stay awake and that won't do him any good.]
Just... Whatever it is, don't let me drink your blood again...
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Exhausted is an understatement, especially after what they had already done before going into the dream, but she gets it. She still isn't sure she wants to sleep either, but she will stay awake as long as he does.
Even if it is just to make sure that he finally does get some rest.]
I won't. That wasn't exactly what I had in mind in the first place...
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[Closing his eyes as he continues to let her scent and warmth soothe him.]
What were you thinking?
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I just meant that... well, I like it when... you know...
[She just nuzzles right into and plants a quick kiss on his neck, hoping that that will be sufficient enough for him to understand—]
The fangs were just a bonus, I guess. It's nice when it isn't too hard.
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...
His eyes pop open and he pulls back slightly.]
Wait. Were you just going to let me...
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[If he means what she thinks he means, which is actually biting her.]
I meant... more lightly, is what I had in mind.
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So if I was having...whatever, "craving" for your nightmares, you'd just let me have it.
[However that would be. Sans biting.]
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[Are they talking about the same things anymore?
Her brow furrows a bit in confusion before they pinch with a little more seriousness, and she'll look him straight in the eye with her answer.]
I said I would, didn't I? That hasn't changed.
[She was prepared to do it and had started to try when he stopped her.]
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Tifa, you...
[...Didn't, no, shouldn't have to do such a thing. And now he's not sure how to feel about the idea of her willingly letting some him...consume, absorb, whatever it is her nightmares.]
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How many times do I have to remind you that I'm your wife?
[That should imply all she means to say, but in case he needs that reminder, she will happily give it a hundred, thousand times over.]
Whatever you need... if it'll make that thing go away, or if it gets to be too much, then you can take whatever you need from me. That's what we promised, wasn't it? That no matter what, we would be there to support each other?
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🎀 fin.