The Beach | Birthday Blues {BYOA}

[healsforjustice]

With the will of the hotel to create just about any scenario it wished, it was often hard to keep track of the seasons going by. However, if one was to find themselves wandering along a long stretch of sand as the sun slowly began to dip below the horizon, it would truly feel like summer. It was obviously fated that Amelia found herself wandering

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[foolishcleric]

Funny how often Aldray found himself crossing paths so often with Amelia. Not something he complained about, just observed.

This situation was an odd one, to say the least, with her out here alone, dressed like that. He wasn't sure what to think of it, but it was rather obvious that something had her troubled.

Aiming to see if he can turn her mood around, Aldray steps up near her, and places a hand on her shoulder. "While what you're wearing is quite lovely on you, Miss Amelia, I'm afraid it doesn't seem suited to swimming."

[healsforjustice]

As she is pulled close, warmth spreads through her. Her nose barely brushes his cheek as she settled into the hold, sighing softly while her hands move up his chest. Smiling, unable to resist the temptation, she nuzzles into his neck, glad for the comforting closeness between them.

[foolishcleric]

Her settling in and returned contact brought a faint, pleased sigh from him. His hand that was formerly in hers brushed along her arm, tracing its way to her back. His palm moved back and forth over her upper back slowly, soothingly.

[healsforjustice]

She hummed in return, nestling her small form against him as he rubbed her back. Her own hands slipped upwards, wrapping around his neck as her fingers splayed over the area. Breathing deeply, she planted a few small kisses on the parts of his neck she could reach, feeling much more at ease than before.

[foolishcleric]

This was quite nice - the closeness, the affection, all brought on without the hotel's bothersome influence. (Well. There was the garments that it had provided Amelia with...)

Aldray's head dipped down, laying a kiss on top of the princess' head while his hand continued to caress her back, his other arm gently squeezing her in the embrace.

[healsforjustice]

While she had to wonder if she was still catering to the hotel, Amelia had no qualms with showing affection to the people she had become close to over her stay. With the ways things worked, the simpler gestures were a welcome comfort, and currently helped her feel less lonely and homesick.

She softly exhaled, breath ghosting over his neck as continued to lay butterfly kisses on his skin, pressing close. She had pretty much forgotten how she was dressed, or the effect it might have, but it didn't really matter that much. After all, she trusted Aldray, so knew she was in safe hands either way.

[foolishcleric]

Aldray feels no mental haze stirring him on - just the heat of the moment, and being affectionate with a very good friend.

There was another faint shiver as he felt her breath on his skin, chased by those light kisses. His head moves lower, returning the favor to her neck.

[healsforjustice]

Amelia had no complaints in regards to this, the tenderness of the gestures very real, just showing how much they did like and care for one another.

On feeling his head move down, lipz grazing her skin, her body tensed, a small mew escaping her. Her head tilted to give him more room, hands clasping onto him as she shuddered, enjoying the sensations.

[foolishcleric]

That reaction, that noise - both spurred him on, lips laying warm, slow kisses on her neck and shoulder as he held her close. He had wanted to repay her for that particular night that started at the club - with the way things were going, he may just get his chance.

[healsforjustice]

She continued to shiver as Aldray kept kissing her skin, hold on him tightening as she arched a little into his warm, inviting form. Burying her face into his shoulder, Amelia couldn't help whimpering at the contact, breath becoming shaky. Nevertheless, she clung on, giving him more room, enough indication that whatever way he took this, she would happily follow.

[foolishcleric]

One hand brushes up Amelia's side, lightly gripping the strap on her shoulder once it arrives, and tugging it down to rest on her upper arm. With it gone, Aldray's lips found more open area to lay affection on. His movements are slow and languid as he does so.

[healsforjustice]

Her breath hitched as the material slipped down her shoulder, followed by a small mew when he began to tend to the newly exposed skin. She could feel her legs quiver, her hold on him the only thing stopped her from collapsing under her own weight.

Of course, it wouldn't be fair to leave Aldray to do all the work. With that in mind, Amelia trailed her hand down his back, managing to barely get under the hem of his shirt. Soon, her fingers were softly tracing along the scars she could feel, tender and gentle.

[foolishcleric]

Noting that wobble in her stance, Aldray pulled his head back with a faint smile. "Perhaps we should get somewhere...more comfortable," he suggested, and started guiding Amelia to a nearby sofa. He did squirm a bit under her touch - that careful attention to long-past wounds was always welcome, even if it did tend to catch him off-guard.

[healsforjustice]

Flushing slightly, she nodded in agreement, allowing him to move her until she softly landed on the cushions, settling to give him room to follow. Once he was within reach again, her hands would return to the attention on his skin, pressing up as close as she could. With a soft hum, she leaned up to satisfy the need for further contact, gently kissing him again.

[foolishcleric]

The kiss interrupted his lips' return to her body, but it wasn't unwelcome. He returned the kiss - a great deal of affection behind the careful motions of it while his hands slid over her back in response to her own hands' movements, brushing along the satiny material of Amelia's lingerie.

[healsforjustice]

She let out a soft hum of approval as he touched her back, curving into his hands. This of course made her respond futher, her own hands massaging along the tender areas of skin where scars lay, kissing back tenderly as she nudged closer into the embrace.