[She's done this before. It's a feeling she has deep within her soul...of being connected to this man for so long. There's bits and pieces that flash through her mind; meetings and touchings and the city's skyline. The touchings become less chaste and more of need as Yua can feel their aether intertwining and dance as one along with their lovemaking.
It was real, right? These flashes she sees belong to her, right? They certainly do feel as such.
And then there's Emet...he's maneuvering her body as if it's the most precious treasure to exist. They've done this before...many many times haven't they? There's a name she calls out but it's not 'Emet-Selch', feeling like there's some sort of white noise muffling it out of her mind. Her thoughts are brought back to the present when his hand brushes between her legs and she whimpers quietly at the touch.]
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It was real, right? These flashes she sees belong to her, right? They certainly do feel as such.
And then there's Emet...he's maneuvering her body as if it's the most precious treasure to exist. They've done this before...many many times haven't they? There's a name she calls out but it's not 'Emet-Selch', feeling like there's some sort of white noise muffling it out of her mind. Her thoughts are brought back to the present when his hand brushes between her legs and she whimpers quietly at the touch.]
I...I know you won't. I trust you.