[ How wonderfully reckless, dangerously wonderful it is to do it out here in the open like this, when they run a chance of letting people see just what they're doing. They don't care, he supposes; the couples around them have their own loves, too, and if they're fucking each other under the guise of amorous intimacy, then who is he to toss the first stone?
He holds her close, his beautiful, lovely girlfriend -- and every time he looks at her, he's reminded that she chose him to love, that she's planned this surprise for him (he can see it in her eyes, definitely). She is everything he wants, all that he needs; through her he's learned so much, and through her he learns what it's like to have someone to love, to cherish and hold so close, and to be all of this (and not the prince) to someone.
She gasps in his ear, lovely and sweet as honey, and Noctis presses a finger inside of her, tight and wet and so impossibly good that it's all he can do not to unzip himself and push up into her body right there. No, he wants to tease her first, watch her squirm the way she so shamelessly teased him earlier. He's now completely hard, straining in his pants, and look at her, as gorgeous as the day they'd met, the day she'd first pressed against him and kissed him and Noctis had felt like his heart would burst.
He lifts his face up to hers, mouth finding hers languidly, second finger toying with the smooth softness of her folds, rubbing along it just because he knows what it does to her. His Serah, ever lovely, sweet and innocent and full of surprises. ] Mm. You know we can get caught, right?
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He holds her close, his beautiful, lovely girlfriend -- and every time he looks at her, he's reminded that she chose him to love, that she's planned this surprise for him (he can see it in her eyes, definitely). She is everything he wants, all that he needs; through her he's learned so much, and through her he learns what it's like to have someone to love, to cherish and hold so close, and to be all of this (and not the prince) to someone.
She gasps in his ear, lovely and sweet as honey, and Noctis presses a finger inside of her, tight and wet and so impossibly good that it's all he can do not to unzip himself and push up into her body right there. No, he wants to tease her first, watch her squirm the way she so shamelessly teased him earlier. He's now completely hard, straining in his pants, and look at her, as gorgeous as the day they'd met, the day she'd first pressed against him and kissed him and Noctis had felt like his heart would burst.
He lifts his face up to hers, mouth finding hers languidly, second finger toying with the smooth softness of her folds, rubbing along it just because he knows what it does to her. His Serah, ever lovely, sweet and innocent and full of surprises. ] Mm. You know we can get caught, right?