[Lucky for him, she is used to his occasional awkward way of explaining himself. She would laugh but that would be rude, wouldn’t it? He’s still touching her, still kissing her, even if it’s just her head and hair. She missed laying on him already.]
It’s alright. Really. Do you need me to- I could leave if you need me to. Not that I want to.
[She is asking, if only so he might take care of it if he needs to. She can’t imagine it’s very comfortable. She won’t pull away from him unless he asks, of course. She even tangles her fingers in his hair, not wanting him to pull away. The thought that she has that effect on him is embarrassing for so many reasons but it also makes her feel strangely exhilarated. Maybe that isn’t the right word. It makes butterflies happen all the same.]
[Clive exhales, his eyes falling shut as he gives into the feeling of her fingers in his hair. Such a simple touch and yet it leaves him nearly incapacitated.]
I want you to stay.
[Just ignore his body's reaction. Ignore it, ignore any ridiculous thing he might say. Clive reaches out to gently run his fingers up and down her back. It's all right. He'll be all right.]
[His fingers on her back really are making it difficult for her to argue in favor of going back to her own room. Her breath catches in her throat and the hand not idly running her fingers through his hair holds fast to the front of his shirt. She isn't going anywhere.]
Clive... [She breathes out his name, biting her bottom lip. She loosens her hold on his shirt, sliding her hand up his chest to rest on his shoulder. Her breaths are a little shaky and there was no way he could miss that any more than she missed the tension in him. He was holding himself back and she was bit by bit melting in his arms.]
I'll stay. We can stay like this.
[She knew his self control - and hers as well, really - was hanging by a thread, but she didn't want to leave things like this. She wanted them to stay her in his bed, even if the smart thing might be to leave. She didn't want to leave things like this, with the tension between them that felt heavy enough to steal her breath.]
Edited (i write good) Date: 2023-09-29 02:59 am (UTC)
[Now that she's here with him, Clive doesn't want her to leave. They've said too much at this point and been too close for him to turn her out. Even if he spends the rest of the night in relative discomfort, he doesn't care. Jill is here, with him, with her hands in his hair and all over him and that's really all he wants. To just be.
He raises his hand from her back to her chin, gently lifting it so he can find her lips again. The kiss isn't insistent, not asking Jill for anything, simply appreciative of her presence.]
Like this. That's all I need, Jill.
[Does he want more? Of course. He's tasted what a night between him and Jill is like and it was incredible, but he can keep himself in check. He can and he will, as long as he needs to.]
[Her upper arms both settle around his neck to pull him close when he lifts her chin to kiss her. The kiss is soft, slow, not forceful or impatient at all. She relaxes into it almost immediately, her mouth exploring his as she tries to find what he likes.
She is careful not to move too close to him unless he decides to pull her close, if only to avoid making his discomfort worse. She settles for one hand tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck and the other resting on his shoulder. Kissing him made her toes curl and the butterflies flutter in full force. She was careful not to ask for too much either, though her imagination was quite detailed this evening.
She doesn’t speak, preferring to explore what she likes as well. She leaves a kiss to his cheek, smiling against his skin. It was hard to know what she was doing, so she ran instinct.]
[Clive wants to kiss every inch of her skin. The longer he lies in her presence and the more she kisses him back, the harder this all becomes. His hand goes back to her hair, threading through it for a moment before he holds the back of her neck and kisses her again, but this time a little more desperate.
He knows the moan he gives won't go unnoticed, but he also doesn't care as much. Asking Jill here is something Clive doesn't regret, but this isn't going the way he thought it would.
There's no reason to be surprised, though. Clive's only human.]
You're beautiful, Jill.
[His lips drag along her jaw, then down her neck, and Clive shifts a little further down the bed as he breathes in against her collarbone and finally presses his face to her chest. She's soft and warm, despite Shiva's presence, and welcoming, and Clive starts to give in.]
[The desperation goes both ways. It had been agonizing when she had first come here, not knowing if he was alive or safe. When he had turned up here a week after her, it had brought on relief. The confusion over all of the things she didn't remember was secondary to that relief and more still to this. They had danced around this for years. She had told him that she wasn't even surprised that it had eventually culminated to the two of them sleeping together on the beach. She shouldn't be surprised now either.
When their kisses become more heated and desperate and his fingers touch her hair it pushed any thoughts that they should slow down out of the window. His moan makes her heart skip a beat and his voice in her ear calling her beautiful actually makes her blush. When his lips descend down to her throat, he'll be able to feel her pulse racing. If that isn't enough to prove to him how desperate she also is for him, his mouth on her collar bone draws a soft moan from her as well.]
I'll have to take your word for it. [She hopes he catches on to the fact that she is joking, though her words are slightly delayed by how distracted he's making her. She laughs, though it's soft and breathless and when he kisses lower and reaches her chest, she exhales. Dimly she was very aware of how thin her gown was and when his face reaches her chest one of her hands immediately threads through his hair. That should be a sign of encouragement if he is paying attention.]
Edited (bleh typos) Date: 2023-09-30 03:19 am (UTC)
[...Oh. Clive probably shouldn't have let himself get carried away like this. Now he's so close to her and the noises he draws from Jill go straight between his legs. If she had been surprised by what she felt before...
But Jill keeps him near and the way her hands tangle in his hair feels incredible. He moans against her chest, a hand coming up to splay across her back and hold her steady as he breathes her in and tries not to be painfully aware of how thin her nightgown is.
Except it really is thin amd leaves little to the imagination, even in the dark. Then again, Clive has the advantage here of knowing. His hand moves up to her side and slides up and down, the fabric of her gown bunching up slightly.]
You are.
[He presses a kiss to the swell of one breast, then the other.]
More than that, you are my rock. You have been, for a long time, now.
[She can't help it. What he is doing to her is new and unfamiliar, even if it isn't to him. His touch leaves her wanting to be close to him. She didn't care if he was aroused. She was too, at this point. The more he kisses and touches her, the less she is able to suppress her responses to it. His kisses to her breasts draw a moan from her. Somehow she is able to keep herself quiet for now. If he planned to kiss her body more she might not remain so.]
That's - ah - my line. We saved one another.
[She sweeps her fingers through his hair, affection softening the gesture when she tucks a strand behind one of his ears. She had never imagined being able to touch him like this, a day when she could be touched by him. It was enough to drive a person near to madness. Her hand moves on from his hair, tugging lightly on the back of his shirt while he indulges in her body with his mouth and hand.]
Clive... [She sighs his name, eyes fluttering closed and hold on this shirt tightening so that she bunches up the fabric in her hand. She didn't know how to articulate what she wanted, but she wanted him to do much more of what he was doing, so the only thing she can think to do is beg.]
[His blood sings with need and affection, both equal parts. The desire to relish in her presence mirrored by the adoration he wants to lavish upon her. Clive groans against her and his hand moves from her side to cup her breast, his thumb rubbing back and forth across her clothed nipple.]
Then may nothing budge us. Not fire, nor ice, nor the whims of fate.
[His touch lingers for a moment, but then Clive pulls away so he can hold himself above Jill, carefully straddling one of her legs, lest his growing interest become even more apparent. Even in the dark her silhouette is known to him and he leans down to kiss her slowly, as if doing so will calm him down.]
[Her heart races and she bites down on her lip when he touches her breast, only to draw a soft noise of disappointment when he pulls away. She looks up at him in the dark and responds immediately when he kisses her, easing some of the urgency she feels. One of her hands reaches for his upper arm while the other frames his face. She speaks softly once she has to come up for air eventually.]
Fate brought us together again.
[She is completely sure of that. It did 5 years ago and it had done so again when he had appeared in this place with her. She would take all of the good fortune she could get her hands on, after thirteen years of hell.]
You always come back to me. Always.
[She kisses him again, deeper and yet with no urgency behind it, letting them take their time. She is very much aware of his state of arousal when he straddles her leg. If it hadn't been apparent before, she can tell he's carefully trying to avoid letting her realize it now. She takes one of his hands in hers, threading their fingers together.]
[It's turning into the easiest thing in the world, kissing her. With how she initiates it this time, Clive relaxes and sighs into the kiss, appreciating every second of their embrace. He relaxes just enough, in fact, that he lowers himself slightly and his hardness presses against her thigh.
The act causes Clive to break the kiss and moan into her neck.]
Oh, fuck.
[He doesn't have the strength to pull away again, but he holds himself more stiffly against Jill and grips her hand a little tighter. Not that she didn't already know how his body had reacted to her presence, but now it's even less of a secret and he simply cannot do anything about it.]
[Her fingers return to his hair as he lowers himself against her more. The fullness of his arousal was pressed against her thigh and the sound he makes accompanying it sent arousal through her to mirror his own. His hand gripping hers tighter was met with her thumb stroking the back of it, a small attempt to ground herself.]
You don’t have to be so stiff. It’s alright. Don’t hold yourself back.
[She whispers to him encouragements, her hand moving from his hair to slide her fingers down his back. She could feel each muscle as she explored, trying to take note of his responses.]
[While her touches do nothing to quell his desires, they, along with Jill's encouragements, do get him to relax a little. Clive lies more heavily against her leg and shifts so the bulk of his weight falls to her side, careful not to crush her.]
Jill, I...
[He tugs on their joined hands, bringing them to hi lips once again so he can kiss her knuckles.]
I'm sorry. For putting all this on you.
[He's somewhat breathless, both because of his traitorous body and the effect she has on him, and it's only going to get worse. Clive desperately wants to take comfort in her body and rut against her thigh, if nothing else, but even if Jill says it's okay, it doesn't feel quite right. It would be selfish at best and baseless behavior at worst.
Another sigh escapes him and he nuzzles along her neck.]
I fear I have become a liar. When I said all I needed was you here with me...
[If she knew he was worried about crushing her, she might have laughed. That was the furthest thing from her mind at the moment. When he apologizes, she can't help but smile and shake her head a bit.]
If you are guilty then I am equally so. I could have told you no at any point and I didn't want to. I still don't.
[She won't tell him all of the reasons why - because she missed him when it was just her here, because she was so grateful he was alive, because she loved him and had made her mind up about that as soon as they started kissing this evening. Maybe this was happening differently to what they remember, maybe they should be taking this more slowly, but they had danced around it for so long, it didn't feel wrong to end up here even if the path leading to it was different for her than it was him.]
[It's immediate, certain. Clive is grappling with what he should do, as a decent man and someone Jill trusts, but her presence bringing him joy is never in doubt.]
I want to be near you. Maybe it's selfish of me.
[Clive shifts a little, kissing along Jill's jaw. When he hovers near her ear, he gives her earlobe a gentle nip and continues, voice dropping to just above a whisper.]
And I...would like to touch you more, which I know is selfish. But only if my Lady would allow it.
[Her hand wrinkles the fabric of his shirt when she grabs it a bit tighter. The feeling of his mouth on her jaw, her ear, and then his whispered words make her bite back a moan.
It is almost easily forgotten that, for all of her assertions that she is fine with things, he is the only one who has the experience between them, even if it had been with her.]
It isn’t selfish.
[She closes her eyes and sighs, her own voice quieter -]
Please, Clive… please touch me.
[She holds onto his shirt a little tighter but tries to focus on him instead. His breath on her skin sent goosebumps down her neck and his words made her heart race.]
Edited (Phone tagging is a terrible idea) Date: 2023-10-09 11:00 am (UTC)
[Clive closes his eyes and breathes in, giving her hand another little squeeze before he untangles their fingers. His hand drifts to her side once again, slowly rubbing up and down as he had before. Jill's body is made up of gentle curves he knows intimately by now, but mapping them out by touch alone still gives him a thrill.
Upward, he grazes the side of her breast again, the flesh giving pleasantly under his light touch. Down, past her waist and to the roundness of her hip, where he gives a gentle squeeze. And, though her chemise may be thin, it still separates him from her skin, where he really wants to touch again, and where he hopes she wants him to touch. So on his next downward trek, he moves farther, over her thigh where he grasps the fabric and pulls it upward, far enough to bare her skin to him. Clive brushes his fingers over her thigh, slipping under where her nightgown may fall back down.]
Might I tell you something? Of the night we shared.
[All that comes to mind was that this was happening, this was real. His hand explored as he spoke in her ear and it was almost too much. She wasn’t exactly the type of girl who swooned or became affected by men but Clive was different. He was actually making her blush.
His asking to touch her, the feeling of his mouth or his breath on her skin. Now his hand was touching her thigh and slipping beneath the thin fabric of her chemise. Then there was also her peripheral awareness of his arousal.]
Mm. I want to know. I wish I could just remember.
[Could he tell? Her breathing was a little more shallow. Her voice was a little more breathless. All it took was his hands on her body and his voice in her ear.]
[Clive's intentions are not to lay guilt upon Jill's shoulders. She has no control over which memories she has retained in this place. Instead, he just wants her to feel needed, wanted. She is, of course, but Clive knows he hasn't always been the best at showing it. Back home, they've simply been busy or never found the right time or -
...Or he never quite knew how to want things for himself. That is unfortunately far too accurate.
Clive shakes his head, to clear those thoughts and to reassure Jill, then gives her thigh a slow squeeze.]
You need not dwell on it. I ask only that you listen and make a memory of now.
[His other hand comes up to the neckline of her nightgown and tugs at it slightly, baring a stretch of her shoulder for him to drop a kiss.]
You are always beautiful, but when we were...together, it was under the moonlight, like tonight, and you practically glowed in it.
[The hand on her thigh resumes its movements, slipping gently upward.]
I can only be so lucky to exist in that same light next to you.
[He moves farther along, over the slope of her hip and back down, coming to grip her thigh once more.]
[Her hands slide down his back and up again as his hand moves up her thigh and over her hip. He’ll be able to feel the soft cloth of her under garments during his exploration.
She was listening to his words, spoken in her ear. It made her heart feel full. She had prayed so many times to see him again, both at home and here. Her prayers had been answered at last.]
Mm. It’s only right, isn’t it?
[His touch and kisses were like a slow torture in the best way. She had nothing to compare it to, but to just feel the heat of him made her restless.]
[Jill's hands bring him comfort amid all his tension and he sighs against her skin, relaxing somewhat. To have another opportunity to touch her and be touched by her... Clive doesn't take any of it for granted and he makes sure to remember what she feels like under his fingers when he moves his hand up again.
Her undergarments don't go unnoticed, but Clive doesn't rush to relieve Jill of them. Speed is not his intention here, but rather making Jill feel treasured.
Because she is, even if he hasn't yet found the words to tell her.]
Only right?
[But he is only so patient. His fingers slip under the waistband over her hip and he tugs them down just slightly, enough for him to touch her more, if also to give her time to back out if she chooses. Not that Clive expects her to. He doesn't want her to, either, but that's not his choice.]
[She would have elaborated further but his hands are once again very distracting. She might even be more than happy to help him tug her underwear down her thighs but he seems to be fine without much assistance from her. He also seems to have a grasp of where she wanted him to touch her before she even thought to vocalize it. When he does finally touch her, she lets out a soft shaky breath. She isn't nervous in the slightest. Even less so because it's him.
She wanted to drag that feeling out - that they could just be themselves without the burdens of their roles in some grander scheme. She wanted him to just be Clive, something he more than deserved to have.]
[Clive can't exactly disagree with his hand up her skirt, so to speak. Taking a moment for themselves is certainly satisfying and he doesn't intend to stop now, if his fingers skimming along the front of her undergarment's waistband is any indication. Still...]
I'm afraid I've almost forgotten what that's like.
[There is always, always something to think about back home and so many people who look to him for safety. Clive simply doesn't have the luxury of just being. And now, being here, away from the hideaway, he can't help but feel a little guilty for falling so easily into bed with Jill. Except he really can't be faulted for ending up in this world, but shouldn't he be working harder to get back to Valisthea? Whatever the means.
His thoughts spiral and his fingers falter. There's always fucking something.
Clive closes his eyes and breathes in against Jill's exposed shoulder. He isn't going to solve either world's problems tonight. He can bring himself down with his thoughts, but Jill doesn't deserve that, so he focuses back on his work and tugs on her undergarment band a little more insistently.]
[She understands, of course. They couldn’t stay forever. The threat Ultima posed awaited them. She wanted to face it together. It didn’t even occur to her to feel guilt about their current situation, not when they had clearly found the time for it back home.
His words disrupt her own thoughts and make her heart hammer anxiously in her chest. She had never been touched but she remembered what Imrann’s victims endured. Clive was different. He wouldn’t hurt her. When she does speak to give consent, her voice is hushed and breathless.]
Yes…
[She helped him remove the undergarment, her chemise the only thing left to keep her modest. Her hands return to the his upper back. She became more aware of how much she wanted him. His breath heated her skin and his hands made her feel even hotter when he touched her. She wanted every part of him.]
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Date: 2023-09-28 10:50 am (UTC)It’s alright. Really. Do you need me to- I could leave if you need me to. Not that I want to.
[She is asking, if only so he might take care of it if he needs to. She can’t imagine it’s very comfortable. She won’t pull away from him unless he asks, of course. She even tangles her fingers in his hair, not wanting him to pull away. The thought that she has that effect on him is embarrassing for so many reasons but it also makes her feel strangely exhilarated. Maybe that isn’t the right word. It makes butterflies happen all the same.]
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Date: 2023-09-28 10:37 pm (UTC)[Clive exhales, his eyes falling shut as he gives into the feeling of her fingers in his hair. Such a simple touch and yet it leaves him nearly incapacitated.]
I want you to stay.
[Just ignore his body's reaction. Ignore it, ignore any ridiculous thing he might say. Clive reaches out to gently run his fingers up and down her back. It's all right. He'll be all right.]
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Date: 2023-09-28 11:41 pm (UTC)Clive... [She breathes out his name, biting her bottom lip. She loosens her hold on his shirt, sliding her hand up his chest to rest on his shoulder. Her breaths are a little shaky and there was no way he could miss that any more than she missed the tension in him. He was holding himself back and she was bit by bit melting in his arms.]
I'll stay. We can stay like this.
[She knew his self control - and hers as well, really - was hanging by a thread, but she didn't want to leave things like this. She wanted them to stay her in his bed, even if the smart thing might be to leave. She didn't want to leave things like this, with the tension between them that felt heavy enough to steal her breath.]
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Date: 2023-09-29 06:07 am (UTC)He raises his hand from her back to her chin, gently lifting it so he can find her lips again. The kiss isn't insistent, not asking Jill for anything, simply appreciative of her presence.]
Like this. That's all I need, Jill.
[Does he want more? Of course. He's tasted what a night between him and Jill is like and it was incredible, but he can keep himself in check. He can and he will, as long as he needs to.]
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Date: 2023-09-29 02:31 pm (UTC)She is careful not to move too close to him unless he decides to pull her close, if only to avoid making his discomfort worse. She settles for one hand tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck and the other resting on his shoulder. Kissing him made her toes curl and the butterflies flutter in full force. She was careful not to ask for too much either, though her imagination was quite detailed this evening.
She doesn’t speak, preferring to explore what she likes as well. She leaves a kiss to his cheek, smiling against his skin. It was hard to know what she was doing, so she ran instinct.]
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Date: 2023-09-29 07:23 pm (UTC)He knows the moan he gives won't go unnoticed, but he also doesn't care as much. Asking Jill here is something Clive doesn't regret, but this isn't going the way he thought it would.
There's no reason to be surprised, though. Clive's only human.]
You're beautiful, Jill.
[His lips drag along her jaw, then down her neck, and Clive shifts a little further down the bed as he breathes in against her collarbone and finally presses his face to her chest. She's soft and warm, despite Shiva's presence, and welcoming, and Clive starts to give in.]
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Date: 2023-09-29 10:05 pm (UTC)When their kisses become more heated and desperate and his fingers touch her hair it pushed any thoughts that they should slow down out of the window. His moan makes her heart skip a beat and his voice in her ear calling her beautiful actually makes her blush. When his lips descend down to her throat, he'll be able to feel her pulse racing. If that isn't enough to prove to him how desperate she also is for him, his mouth on her collar bone draws a soft moan from her as well.]
I'll have to take your word for it. [She hopes he catches on to the fact that she is joking, though her words are slightly delayed by how distracted he's making her. She laughs, though it's soft and breathless and when he kisses lower and reaches her chest, she exhales. Dimly she was very aware of how thin her gown was and when his face reaches her chest one of her hands immediately threads through his hair. That should be a sign of encouragement if he is paying attention.]
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Date: 2023-10-02 09:51 pm (UTC)But Jill keeps him near and the way her hands tangle in his hair feels incredible. He moans against her chest, a hand coming up to splay across her back and hold her steady as he breathes her in and tries not to be painfully aware of how thin her nightgown is.
Except it really is thin amd leaves little to the imagination, even in the dark. Then again, Clive has the advantage here of knowing. His hand moves up to her side and slides up and down, the fabric of her gown bunching up slightly.]
You are.
[He presses a kiss to the swell of one breast, then the other.]
More than that, you are my rock. You have been, for a long time, now.
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Date: 2023-10-02 10:27 pm (UTC)That's - ah - my line. We saved one another.
[She sweeps her fingers through his hair, affection softening the gesture when she tucks a strand behind one of his ears. She had never imagined being able to touch him like this, a day when she could be touched by him. It was enough to drive a person near to madness. Her hand moves on from his hair, tugging lightly on the back of his shirt while he indulges in her body with his mouth and hand.]
Clive... [She sighs his name, eyes fluttering closed and hold on this shirt tightening so that she bunches up the fabric in her hand. She didn't know how to articulate what she wanted, but she wanted him to do much more of what he was doing, so the only thing she can think to do is beg.]
Please.
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Date: 2023-10-02 11:24 pm (UTC)Then may nothing budge us. Not fire, nor ice, nor the whims of fate.
[His touch lingers for a moment, but then Clive pulls away so he can hold himself above Jill, carefully straddling one of her legs, lest his growing interest become even more apparent. Even in the dark her silhouette is known to him and he leans down to kiss her slowly, as if doing so will calm him down.]
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Date: 2023-10-03 12:00 am (UTC)Fate brought us together again.
[She is completely sure of that. It did 5 years ago and it had done so again when he had appeared in this place with her. She would take all of the good fortune she could get her hands on, after thirteen years of hell.]
You always come back to me. Always.
[She kisses him again, deeper and yet with no urgency behind it, letting them take their time. She is very much aware of his state of arousal when he straddles her leg. If it hadn't been apparent before, she can tell he's carefully trying to avoid letting her realize it now. She takes one of his hands in hers, threading their fingers together.]
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Date: 2023-10-08 07:31 am (UTC)[It's turning into the easiest thing in the world, kissing her. With how she initiates it this time, Clive relaxes and sighs into the kiss, appreciating every second of their embrace. He relaxes just enough, in fact, that he lowers himself slightly and his hardness presses against her thigh.
The act causes Clive to break the kiss and moan into her neck.]
Oh, fuck.
[He doesn't have the strength to pull away again, but he holds himself more stiffly against Jill and grips her hand a little tighter. Not that she didn't already know how his body had reacted to her presence, but now it's even less of a secret and he simply cannot do anything about it.]
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Date: 2023-10-08 06:29 pm (UTC)You don’t have to be so stiff. It’s alright. Don’t hold yourself back.
[She whispers to him encouragements, her hand moving from his hair to slide her fingers down his back. She could feel each muscle as she explored, trying to take note of his responses.]
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Date: 2023-10-08 07:37 pm (UTC)Jill, I...
[He tugs on their joined hands, bringing them to hi lips once again so he can kiss her knuckles.]
I'm sorry. For putting all this on you.
[He's somewhat breathless, both because of his traitorous body and the effect she has on him, and it's only going to get worse. Clive desperately wants to take comfort in her body and rut against her thigh, if nothing else, but even if Jill says it's okay, it doesn't feel quite right. It would be selfish at best and baseless behavior at worst.
Another sigh escapes him and he nuzzles along her neck.]
I fear I have become a liar. When I said all I needed was you here with me...
[But Clive brought this upon himself!]
I...overestimated my restraint.
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Date: 2023-10-09 02:38 am (UTC)If you are guilty then I am equally so. I could have told you no at any point and I didn't want to. I still don't.
[She won't tell him all of the reasons why - because she missed him when it was just her here, because she was so grateful he was alive, because she loved him and had made her mind up about that as soon as they started kissing this evening. Maybe this was happening differently to what they remember, maybe they should be taking this more slowly, but they had danced around it for so long, it didn't feel wrong to end up here even if the path leading to it was different for her than it was him.]
You're sure you want me to stay?
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Date: 2023-10-09 03:49 am (UTC)[It's immediate, certain. Clive is grappling with what he should do, as a decent man and someone Jill trusts, but her presence bringing him joy is never in doubt.]
I want to be near you. Maybe it's selfish of me.
[Clive shifts a little, kissing along Jill's jaw. When he hovers near her ear, he gives her earlobe a gentle nip and continues, voice dropping to just above a whisper.]
And I...would like to touch you more, which I know is selfish. But only if my Lady would allow it.
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Date: 2023-10-09 10:26 am (UTC)It is almost easily forgotten that, for all of her assertions that she is fine with things, he is the only one who has the experience between them, even if it had been with her.]
It isn’t selfish.
[She closes her eyes and sighs, her own voice quieter -]
Please, Clive… please touch me.
[She holds onto his shirt a little tighter but tries to focus on him instead. His breath on her skin sent goosebumps down her neck and his words made her heart race.]
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Date: 2023-10-11 06:47 am (UTC)Upward, he grazes the side of her breast again, the flesh giving pleasantly under his light touch. Down, past her waist and to the roundness of her hip, where he gives a gentle squeeze. And, though her chemise may be thin, it still separates him from her skin, where he really wants to touch again, and where he hopes she wants him to touch. So on his next downward trek, he moves farther, over her thigh where he grasps the fabric and pulls it upward, far enough to bare her skin to him. Clive brushes his fingers over her thigh, slipping under where her nightgown may fall back down.]
Might I tell you something? Of the night we shared.
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Date: 2023-10-11 03:41 pm (UTC)His asking to touch her, the feeling of his mouth or his breath on her skin. Now his hand was touching her thigh and slipping beneath the thin fabric of her chemise. Then there was also her peripheral awareness of his arousal.]
Mm. I want to know. I wish I could just remember.
[Could he tell? Her breathing was a little more shallow. Her voice was a little more breathless. All it took was his hands on her body and his voice in her ear.]
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Date: 2023-10-13 04:10 am (UTC)...Or he never quite knew how to want things for himself. That is unfortunately far too accurate.
Clive shakes his head, to clear those thoughts and to reassure Jill, then gives her thigh a slow squeeze.]
You need not dwell on it. I ask only that you listen and make a memory of now.
[His other hand comes up to the neckline of her nightgown and tugs at it slightly, baring a stretch of her shoulder for him to drop a kiss.]
You are always beautiful, but when we were...together, it was under the moonlight, like tonight, and you practically glowed in it.
[The hand on her thigh resumes its movements, slipping gently upward.]
I can only be so lucky to exist in that same light next to you.
[He moves farther along, over the slope of her hip and back down, coming to grip her thigh once more.]
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Date: 2023-10-13 03:26 pm (UTC)She was listening to his words, spoken in her ear. It made her heart feel full. She had prayed so many times to see him again, both at home and here. Her prayers had been answered at last.]
Mm. It’s only right, isn’t it?
[His touch and kisses were like a slow torture in the best way. She had nothing to compare it to, but to just feel the heat of him made her restless.]
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Date: 2023-10-16 07:52 am (UTC)Her undergarments don't go unnoticed, but Clive doesn't rush to relieve Jill of them. Speed is not his intention here, but rather making Jill feel treasured.
Because she is, even if he hasn't yet found the words to tell her.]
Only right?
[But he is only so patient. His fingers slip under the waistband over her hip and he tugs them down just slightly, enough for him to touch her more, if also to give her time to back out if she chooses. Not that Clive expects her to. He doesn't want her to, either, but that's not his choice.]
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Date: 2023-10-17 02:38 am (UTC)[She would have elaborated further but his hands are once again very distracting. She might even be more than happy to help him tug her underwear down her thighs but he seems to be fine without much assistance from her. He also seems to have a grasp of where she wanted him to touch her before she even thought to vocalize it. When he does finally touch her, she lets out a soft shaky breath. She isn't nervous in the slightest. Even less so because it's him.
She wanted to drag that feeling out - that they could just be themselves without the burdens of their roles in some grander scheme. She wanted him to just be Clive, something he more than deserved to have.]
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Date: 2023-10-17 04:41 am (UTC)[Clive can't exactly disagree with his hand up her skirt, so to speak. Taking a moment for themselves is certainly satisfying and he doesn't intend to stop now, if his fingers skimming along the front of her undergarment's waistband is any indication. Still...]
I'm afraid I've almost forgotten what that's like.
[There is always, always something to think about back home and so many people who look to him for safety. Clive simply doesn't have the luxury of just being. And now, being here, away from the hideaway, he can't help but feel a little guilty for falling so easily into bed with Jill. Except he really can't be faulted for ending up in this world, but shouldn't he be working harder to get back to Valisthea? Whatever the means.
His thoughts spiral and his fingers falter. There's always fucking something.
Clive closes his eyes and breathes in against Jill's exposed shoulder. He isn't going to solve either world's problems tonight. He can bring himself down with his thoughts, but Jill doesn't deserve that, so he focuses back on his work and tugs on her undergarment band a little more insistently.]
Will you...help me remember?
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Date: 2023-10-17 01:55 pm (UTC)His words disrupt her own thoughts and make her heart hammer anxiously in her chest. She had never been touched but she remembered what Imrann’s victims endured. Clive was different. He wouldn’t hurt her. When she does speak to give consent, her voice is hushed and breathless.]
Yes…
[She helped him remove the undergarment, her chemise the only thing left to keep her modest. Her hands return to the his upper back. She became more aware of how much she wanted him. His breath heated her skin and his hands made her feel even hotter when he touched her. She wanted every part of him.]
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