[ byleth does pause when edelgard freezes, but nods, wrapping her up mentally. she wants to help set her at ease here as much as she can. ]
You can touch me, too, El. If you like. [ maybe some give and take would make this easier for her, she thinks. byleth pulls back just a bit, beginning to slip edelgard's shirt over her shoulders as she draws her closer, thigh pressing up between her legs. ]
[Edelgard nods, and slowly begins moving her hands to do just that. Nimble fingers begin going right for the buttons of her bondmate's own top, flicking through them with ease. Her gaze focuses intently on her friend's, eyes locking on as a means of keeping herself distracted as her scars come into view.]
You're...even more beautiful tonight than normal, Byleth.
[...she curses herself a bit for trying to even speak, even if it is sincere.]
[ byleth leans down, briefly, to press a kiss to one of the scars on edelgard's shoulder, before meeting her eyes. she lets her partner unbutton her own shirt, and when edelgard speaks, she feels her face warm as she huffs out a soft laugh, grinning at her. ]
So do you. [ more skin is revealed, of course, along with byleth's bra. among the battle scars of various age, the faded and precise line of an old, stretched scar comes into view as her shirt is undone, starting just above the swell of her chest and disappearing straight into her cleavage. even with her... revealing dress habits at the academy, her medallion had blocked that from view. the scar tissue is wider than it ought to be, as if it's grown as byleth has.
she rests her hands on edelgard's hips, letting out a breath. ]
[Edelgard is eager, if slow, to get through the layers of clothing. She's thought of this often enough, and the chance to finally hold her partner without the barrier of cloth between them is an amazing, wonderful thing. She's almost reverent as she pulls free the last button, never breaking eye contact, lips peeled back in a generous, sunny smile.
Her hands immediately slip inside, resting cool against Byleth's stomach muscles, just feeling the warmth there.]
Thank you.
[she isn't sure what else to even say, at first.]
For your thought, your care, your patience. I confess I've looked forward to finally asking this of you. And now that it's come...I am finding myself at a loss for words.
[ she feels her breath catch at the feeling of edelgard's hands, as she begins working at her partner's underclothes. ]
You don't need to thank me for that... all of it is the very least I can do. The last thing that I want to do is... to put more pressure on you, when you've been so good to me from the beginning.
[ even with the half-truths and omissions, even when edelgard was still scared to fully trust her, byleth had seen someone similarly closed off, caring and afraid. ] And if you don't have the words, we don't have to say anything at all. But... even if something greater brought us together... [ she dips her head forward, touching her forehead to edelgard's and finally breaking eye contact, feeling her partner's body against her own. byleth's thumbs dig into her hips, a bit more firmly. ]
I chose you. Again and again, I chose you. And knowing all that you are... all that you might have been... I still choose you, my heart. That will never change.
[Edelgard's breath comes out in a slow, steady hiss against her lover's ear. Her stocky frame presses closer, the hands against the other woman's body beginning to ascend slowly, fingers curling to drag well-kept nails along the whipcord muscles beneath her touch.]
We share a bond, after all. We have for years...well before this new one. But that does not take away from my gratitude. For being chosen, for having the opportunity to share these wonderful moments with you.
[Her lips close around the lobe of Byleth's ear, tugging at it very gently. She's fed recently, and so her body is warmer than it should be, but still a touch cooler than a human. It's an odd sensation to her, but one she'll relish.]
[ byleth shivers slightly, breath catching at the continued contact, and then that tug at her ear catches her off-guard, dragging a soft moan from her lips. she just... nods at the words, not sure what to say for now. so instead, she slips her hands under her thighs and holds edelgard up, moving towards the bed. she takes a seat, letting edelgard straddle her hips, moving one hand up her back while slipping the other to rest on her hip again. ]
I'm grateful to you too. For... for everything. More than I can ever say. [ she undoes the top button of edelgard's trousers with her left hand, tracing her right fingertips along muscle and scar tissue. she speaks up again, lips just shy of edelgard's, tone heavy with more than she can identify right now. ]
... You're so beautiful, El. [ while she traces a fingertip along a scar. even with these, she wants to say, willing the sentiment through the bond as much as she can. these don't make any difference.]
[Edelgard settles there, leaning forward to get herself comfortable, hips shifting a bit and arms sliding around Byleth's neck to hold her close. Violet eyes sparkling, she can hardly repress the shiver that runs through her as Byleth's fingers glide along a scar.]
You're beautiful, too.
[In more ways than one. The shorter woman could almost weep, feeling the depth of the commitment and sentiment in this bond they share.]
[ she works the rest of the buttons down quickly enough, letting out an unsteady breath at the feeling of edelgard's body against hers. byleth has thought about this before, but the bond makes it so much... more. she stays close, letting edelgard pull her in, pressing her lips again to the junction of her neck and shoulder. she withdraws her hips a bit, to give edelgard the space to finish working her trousers off if she likes. ]
[Edelgard does just that, her fingers darting down to work everything free, not wanting any more skin than she has to have between the two of them. Undoing lacings, she starts tugging her trousers down her pale legs, kicking almost frantically to remove them before starting on Byleth's own leggings.]
[ still, byleth huffs out a small laugh and nods, slipping them over her hips and thighs before finally kicking the damn things off. she isn't... terribly sure how to proceed. she does understand how this is meant to work, but she's found herself overthinking it.
edelgard is the one with experience between the two of them. maybe it's better for her to set their pace, at least at first? and besides, edelgard has thought about this for much longer than she has. ]
[Edelgard has no objections, and so proceeds to work on the fastenings of her partner's bra. That's got to go, first. She's half undressed, and figures that her partner should be moreso, if she is taking the lead. Cool fingers work deftly, catching the clasps with minimal trouble, and in a moment or two it's free and set aside.
Taking a moment to smile at the expanse of pale skin and run her hands gently over it all, Edelgard sucks in a breath and focuses her gaze onto her bonded's eyes.]
You just tell me if you don't like something. I can adjust. And will, happily, for you.
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You can touch me, too, El. If you like. [ maybe some give and take would make this easier for her, she thinks. byleth pulls back just a bit, beginning to slip edelgard's shirt over her shoulders as she draws her closer, thigh pressing up between her legs. ]
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You're...even more beautiful tonight than normal, Byleth.
[...she curses herself a bit for trying to even speak, even if it is sincere.]
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So do you. [ more skin is revealed, of course, along with byleth's bra. among the battle scars of various age, the faded and precise line of an old, stretched scar comes into view as her shirt is undone, starting just above the swell of her chest and disappearing straight into her cleavage. even with her... revealing dress habits at the academy, her medallion had blocked that from view. the scar tissue is wider than it ought to be, as if it's grown as byleth has.
she rests her hands on edelgard's hips, letting out a breath. ]
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Her hands immediately slip inside, resting cool against Byleth's stomach muscles, just feeling the warmth there.]
Thank you.
[she isn't sure what else to even say, at first.]
For your thought, your care, your patience. I confess I've looked forward to finally asking this of you. And now that it's come...I am finding myself at a loss for words.
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You don't need to thank me for that... all of it is the very least I can do. The last thing that I want to do is... to put more pressure on you, when you've been so good to me from the beginning.
[ even with the half-truths and omissions, even when edelgard was still scared to fully trust her, byleth had seen someone similarly closed off, caring and afraid. ] And if you don't have the words, we don't have to say anything at all. But... even if something greater brought us together... [ she dips her head forward, touching her forehead to edelgard's and finally breaking eye contact, feeling her partner's body against her own. byleth's thumbs dig into her hips, a bit more firmly. ]
I chose you. Again and again, I chose you. And knowing all that you are... all that you might have been... I still choose you, my heart. That will never change.
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[Edelgard's breath comes out in a slow, steady hiss against her lover's ear. Her stocky frame presses closer, the hands against the other woman's body beginning to ascend slowly, fingers curling to drag well-kept nails along the whipcord muscles beneath her touch.]
We share a bond, after all. We have for years...well before this new one. But that does not take away from my gratitude. For being chosen, for having the opportunity to share these wonderful moments with you.
[Her lips close around the lobe of Byleth's ear, tugging at it very gently. She's fed recently, and so her body is warmer than it should be, but still a touch cooler than a human. It's an odd sensation to her, but one she'll relish.]
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I'm grateful to you too. For... for everything. More than I can ever say. [ she undoes the top button of edelgard's trousers with her left hand, tracing her right fingertips along muscle and scar tissue. she speaks up again, lips just shy of edelgard's, tone heavy with more than she can identify right now. ]
... You're so beautiful, El. [ while she traces a fingertip along a scar. even with these, she wants to say, willing the sentiment through the bond as much as she can. these don't make any difference. ]
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You're beautiful, too.
[In more ways than one. The shorter woman could almost weep, feeling the depth of the commitment and sentiment in this bond they share.]
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Not...just me. You too.
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[ still, byleth huffs out a small laugh and nods, slipping them over her hips and thighs before finally kicking the damn things off. she isn't... terribly sure how to proceed. she does understand how this is meant to work, but she's found herself overthinking it.
edelgard is the one with experience between the two of them. maybe it's better for her to set their pace, at least at first? and besides, edelgard has thought about this for much longer than she has. ]
Would you take the lead, for now?
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[Edelgard has no objections, and so proceeds to work on the fastenings of her partner's bra. That's got to go, first. She's half undressed, and figures that her partner should be moreso, if she is taking the lead. Cool fingers work deftly, catching the clasps with minimal trouble, and in a moment or two it's free and set aside.
Taking a moment to smile at the expanse of pale skin and run her hands gently over it all, Edelgard sucks in a breath and focuses her gaze onto her bonded's eyes.]
You just tell me if you don't like something. I can adjust. And will, happily, for you.