( Her phone is firing off all over the place, and Izumi has no idea how to make it stop. During a more lucid, daytime moment, she decides the right answer is to delete the photos from her phone, to at least ensure that anything that does get sent is sans any more nudes.
... Though, apparently, this virus is smart enough to figure out how to find the smallest threads of her deleted files and pull them up and send them anyway. So that's great! She'll love this in the morning when the rising lioness in her settles down once more.
For now, though? That animal part of her is in charge, and it doesn't feel like as much of a mistake. Maybe divine providence. A blessing.
She smiles as she reads Cloud's texts. )
Well... Do you want to be the right person? If you don't, I can find someone else.
[ It's like he's forgotten about the shame and scrambling he did during the daytime. Because he...really needed to take a minute after getting sent that shot. Even without the curse at hand molding his thoughts and twisting his inhibitions, his tail was already beginning to wag lazily behind him. 'Cute' wasn't a common word in his vocabulary. And he also wasn't the type to flirt. ... Normally. This is anything but normal. And the sight of Izumi's surprisingly curvy body is not gonna go unchecked. There will be ample time to apologize profusely when day breaks again.
When they can both see, think, hear, regret clearly again.
But instead, as Izumi's left waiting a few minutes longer for a response back...there's good reason for that. ]
Can't say it's fair to call me the right person when we haven't evened the playing field.
[ Cloud's sent something like this before. But this one? This one is new. It dips lower. Down those defined v-lines, the neat shaved tuft of blond...and a tease of the very base of what's hanging between his legs. ]
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Date: 2022-10-17 12:15 am (UTC)[ says un: ExSOLDIERboy, wolf ears already sprouting, the corner of his mouth tugging with a smirk as he sits at his table. ]
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Date: 2022-10-17 11:00 pm (UTC)... Though, apparently, this virus is smart enough to figure out how to find the smallest threads of her deleted files and pull them up and send them anyway. So that's great! She'll love this in the morning when the rising lioness in her settles down once more.
For now, though? That animal part of her is in charge, and it doesn't feel like as much of a mistake. Maybe divine providence. A blessing.
She smiles as she reads Cloud's texts. )
Well... Do you want to be the right person? If you don't, I can find someone else.
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Date: 2022-10-18 05:44 am (UTC)When they can both see, think, hear,
regretclearly again.But instead, as Izumi's left waiting a few minutes longer for a response back...there's good reason for that. ]
Can't say it's fair to call me the right person when we haven't evened the playing field.
[ Cloud's sent something like this before. But this one? This one is new. It dips lower. Down those defined v-lines, the neat shaved tuft of blond...and a tease of the very base of what's hanging between his legs. ]