[ Unreadable as this man may be, direction is still needed. Tseng has always had a soft spot for trashy little upstarts in need of guidance. Cloud doesn't realize that all of his power in this room is commanded by his netted thighs and the slick silhouette his bodice cuts him, and that is a travesty.
Instead, he licks his lips to a razor's edge shine. Leans forward to breathe in the lovely heat at the base of Cloud's throat in a way that gives his kiss connection, an inextricable lock. And always, those hands on Cloud's hips are guiding him to rock this and that way, to lift upon his lap and descend slow, slower, the murmurs he's embedding deep into Cloud's skin reaching a particular vibrato when he gets it just right. ]
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[ Unreadable as this man may be, direction is still needed. Tseng has always had a soft spot for trashy little upstarts in need of guidance. Cloud doesn't realize that all of his power in this room is commanded by his netted thighs and the slick silhouette his bodice cuts him, and that is a travesty.
Instead, he licks his lips to a razor's edge shine. Leans forward to breathe in the lovely heat at the base of Cloud's throat in a way that gives his kiss connection, an inextricable lock. And always, those hands on Cloud's hips are guiding him to rock this and that way, to lift upon his lap and descend slow, slower, the murmurs he's embedding deep into Cloud's skin reaching a particular vibrato when he gets it just right. ]