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eight entry ⊗ bauble trip home

Sender: Eustace
To: Everyone
Subject: Successful Use of Baubles to Return Home

For those who may not have noticed, recently the baubles used for the Wishing can be used to return to our home worlds and still be able to return. It was a risk, but given the prospect of this for the ongoing research of staying in this world permanently, I tried it myself.

It works.

I departed on the first of the month and according to Tifa, returned after three days here. As before, the time passed in my world was several months and as expected, I still did not retain any memories of my time in Songerein while in my world.

I had the researchers at the Observatory study the dreamotion energy during this process to see if they can learn more about our connection between this world and our world. If there are any who wish to try or plan to return to their home world through the use of the baubles, I would like to request if they could study your trip as well.

It does appear that the more common "random connections" is still occurring. Regardless, I hope this message eases some concerns others might have in wanting to temporarily revisit their world on their own will.

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[That grin widens a little as a hand automatically goes towards her hip. Slowly his face leans in closer before he murmurs into her ear.]

Upstairs.

[And then he'll pull away, sip his coffee, and start walking.]

[That gets a shiver out of her, sending goosebumps up and down her spine, and her whole body shudders, anticipation already buzzing. She really shouldn't—there's still some news that she needs to share with him before they leave, but it's hard not to when he's so close, and when the universe keeps tearing them away from each other like that.

So, without a word, she follows suit, sipping on her coffee as a glint shimmers in her eyes, gaze following him as he walks away from her. Up the stairs they go, ignoring the stares of the other animals on the way, and once they make it to the spare room, she lifts the cup of coffee to her lips and shuts the door...

...

Preventing him from immediately swooping in for a kiss if that was his plan.]

[Such a cruel wife, preventing her dear husband from stealing that kiss he wanted. Because he really was already turning around, having set his cup of coffee on the table and prepared to pin her to the door. But he only got as far as getting one arm above her head and leaning in when he sees that cup.

....

............................]

Cute.

[And he's going to just TRY AND GRAB THAT COFFEE TAKE AWAY—]

[A steaming cup of coffee in her hands that she wouldn't dare try to snatch back, so when he reaches for it, Tifa can only comply with a pretend pout and a small cry out in protest before she lets it go.]

You're not even going to finish? I made it for you...

[And she remains up against the door, pinned there beneath his arm, her fingers crawling up his front as she waits to see what her wolf will do next...]

I can always heat it up later.

[Now he has a problem. The table is a few steps away, but he doesn't want to release his quarry just yet.

What to do...

Hah, easy answer.

Vines creep down near him and curls around to form a flat enough surface for him to set down the coffee. As it slowly carries it off to the table, he smirks at her.

What now.]

[Tifa tries with all her might not to let her eyes leave him, like a prey cornered by its predator, even at the sound of the vines. Her chest heaves with a light chuckle, amused at the clever use of the vines, but her eyes have already started to grow heavy with that pent-up yearning as she gazes up at him through her lashes.

She bites down on her lip, wiggling her hips almost like she might be trying to squirm away from him before she huffs a "defeated" sigh.]

Well, you got me now...

[What is a little rabbit to do?]

I do.

[A low murmur as he leans in closer, his free arm reaching out to take her by the hip and pull her to him. He does remember that there was something else she wanted to tell him... But it can wait. No, it would have to wait because the heat in his eyes could no longer extinguished, not even for a moment.

He won't give her much time to say anything more as the hand above her head lowers to cup her face and tilt her chin up as he closes the distance to swallow her lips into a fervent, demanding kiss. He had been patient enough and he wasn't going to let anything else interrupt them, not even her.

And so things will start at the door, but eventually they'll move to the bed to have their "proper reunion."]

[That heat in his eyes is enough to stoke that flame in hers. It had already been stirred long, long ago, before he'd even pressed her up against the kitchen counter and they shared those kisses. As soon as he walked through that door and she laid eyes on him and her hands had touched him, proof that he had really come back and she wasn't just dreaming, it had been rekindled.

And now... Now it rages beneath her calm, timid demeanor, beneath her innocently round eyes that stare up at him as he tips her chin up, moves her to look directly into his eyes before she drowns in a deep kiss, deepened all the more by their growing impatience.

They have their reunion—the one that they have both been longing for, and by the end of it, when the sun is past its highest point in the sky and it filters now through the vines and vines of starflowers that cover the room, they lie there together, still wrapped up in each other, Tifa's skin flushed and her heart still beating for him.

After some reprieve, she shifts in his arms until she's leaning over him, hair draping across his cheeks, and she drops a soft kiss to his lips, smiling all the while.]

How's it feel to be back?

[It's her way of asking the usual "how are you feeling" this time...]

[Eustace is quite content afterward...and would probably have kept her all day and night, but that would be unfair to the rest still waiting for them. So he'll just hold her close to him, again that strange dissonance between that time passing here and back in his world making itself know. It had all felt so familiar yet achingly new at the same time.

Well it just means they will have to make up for that "lost time," something he doubts Tifa will mind.

So when she leans over him, he just smiles languidly, returning that kiss as his arm slides up and around her shoulders.]

Not enough.

[A light smirk as he tries to pull her back to him.]

[She definitely will not mind at all. She's doing some of that making up for it now, even, by obliging when he pulls her down until she's resting on top of him, lips melting into his for a more fervent, impassioned kiss.]

Well... [When she breaks, she taps him on the nose.] We've got lots of time now... I'm not letting you go back again anytime soon.

I don't think I will. Not anymore.

[Things were continued well with or without him... And he no longer really needs to know what is going on there. A part of him is still there where it is needed... But this part, this existence of his is what matters more. And he can just trust his other self and only concern himself here.

This world.

Her.]

...But we can save the rest for tonight.

It's still pretty early...

[Her legs now wrap around his, locking them both into place together, a suggestive grin spreading across her lips.]

What are we going to do until then?

[Honestly, if he said lie here just like this until it was time to go home, she would happily do so. Whatever he wants, he can have.]

Hmm... Just stay here.

[A grin as his lips roving over to her neck.]

If they need us they know where to find us.

[Her head falls to her shoulder, the tingling sensation of his lips too good to pass up, her skin still sensitive and hot from earlier, pulse still racing to keep up with everything.

But her eyes do pause on the door where vines have crawled all the way up and wrapped around it's handle.]

I think we might've locked them out...

[Probably for the best. Wouldn't want an unsuspecting Mirabelle to come barging in again.]

Oh. Do you still want that coffee?

No.... I've had my fill with something better.

[A smirk before his teeth graze and nip at her skin, hands roaming further downward.]

[He earns a little purr from her, her body arching instinctively for him, but before he can get too far—]

Well, I wouldn't mind a cup.

[Is she teasing? Mostly, but there's something so relaxing about the idea of being curled up in bed with him sipping and sharing a cup of hot coffee together... Especially after what they just put each other through.]

Can't offer you something else?

[He'll let her have her cup...but he can't resist trying to tease her a little more.]

[Well, it works, even if she is staring at her cup on the table through the corner of her eye first before it falls back to him.]

But you've already done so much... Aren't you tired?

[As if...]

[A low chuckle as his hands resume moving, grabbing her hips—]

Try me.

[—and roughly setting her more on top of him.]

[She's genuinely surprised when he sets her firmly on his lap, and her arms instinctively go around him to help support herself, and she once again finds herself in a helpless situation—one where she's a rabbit caught by the wolf, their noses only inches apart now.]

Oh? Already ready to go again?

[She's going to give a light roll of her hips to test him before she's leaning back, hands splaying out on the bed behind her so that her whole body arches for him.]

At least let me have some coffee first.

[His smile only widens as he rolls with her, which should be proof enough that yes he's ready.]

You and your coffee... Clearly I haven't given you enough.

[And while his eyes had followed her up, taking in the fullness of her beauty, before he's pulling her back down and flipping them over so that she's trapped beneath him.]

[He'd already caught her in his trap, but now she's really caught, caged in by his arms on either side of her and his weight on top... a weight that she presses up against to tease.]

Like we said... it's been three days... A lot to make up for.

[Someone's been a little parched.

But there is a sharp flicker of concern in her eyes as she looks up at him, that burning flame softening just a touch as she reaches up to brush his hair back away from his face.]

... You're not tired, are you?

[He's just been through a lot, and while she would love nothing more than to keep all of this going, she doesn't want him to push himself past his limits. If he wants to rest, then he should.]

[He only looks down at her with an arched brow.]

Do you really think I would be tired just from that?

["That" being their earlier session.]

Looks like three days has made you forget a few things... So let me make this clear.

[He leans down lower, lips brushing against hers as his eyes never break their gaze.]

For you it was three days. For me, it was months. I might not have realized it at the time, but I feel it now.

And I am far from satisfied.

[He's restraining himself now, letting her feel the full weight of him as his words sink in. Let her feel that growing heat as his body craves her now more than ever.]

[Any words that she may have had for him die immediately on her trembling breath as his weight sinks over her. She really had meant it when she asked, her concern for him genuine. She doesn't know what it's like to go and come back, and while for her, it's only been a few days and she's had some time to at least rest peacefully knowing that he would return eventually—it was just a matter of when—she has no idea the specifics of his situation enough to be confident that he's the same.

So, when he cages her like this, entraps her with not just his words, but the fire in his gaze, she's a little surprised... though, she really shouldn't be. If it were her, would she want to rest after being separated for as long as he has been?

No.

Which is why she doesn't protest. Doesn't utter a word besides the very quiet sigh of his name as she stares into his eyes and finds herself caught drowning in the sea of them.]

Then what'll it take?

[She is his wife, and she wants to make sure that he has everything he needs.]

We have all day still.

[He just said he would save the rest for later, but Tifa unknowingly provoked him. And really, they should get up and continue on their day—]

Until you can no longer keep your eyes open.

[Looks like the dogs will have to wait quite a bit longer.]

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