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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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[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.]

[They really should, but he started it...? She just wanted her cup of coffee, and he had to go and flip her onto her back like this. He knows full well what that does to her, and where that will likely (always) lead. She could be exhausted, completely spent from him, and still, would she ever say no? Has she ever said no?]

Well, good thing we've got a bed here to sleep on, yeah?

[A flush crawls up into her cheeks and she dips her gaze away, knowing that this is the exact reason that they even put this here.

There's only so much that you can do with a small table and some walls.

With a teasing grin, she leans her head back further into the pillow.]

I'm pretty tired anyway.

Hm.

[A light smirk as he lowers his lips to first brush against hers then to her chin as he travels to her neck.]

I'll just have to keep you up a little longer.

Mm...? [She hums her approval and falls further into the mattress, her whole body yielding quickly to the soft feel of his lips on his neck.] You're gonna have to work pretty hard.

[Not that it will be a problem for him, will it? But she knows what she's asking for, and knows that he will happily oblige.]

It's been a long three days...

[Not all.]

And it'll be a long afternoon.

[Those are his last words before they resume where they left off, lost in each other's love and embrace. The flowers and vines completely cover the room inside and out, causing the cafe tenants to stay clear away from them. The sun will have peaked and already started its descent to late afternoon by the time the two leave, hands held tightly close as if they still can't get enough of each other.

...Which just makes the dogs who greeted them give them such a flat look. In that time, they had taken Valo out for a little tour of the town, showing him all the good places to play and the stores and people who would give them treats. It was a fun wonderful adventure, but they still judged Eustace and Tifa very heavily because REALLY.

In any case... They close up cafe and head back home, the dogs running along beside them. There Valo would meet Clover and Eria, who only makes a face at Eustace because really. Another one??? But Valo just wags his tail and greets Eria happily, making the wolf feel strangely reticent and stay on the bed, as if claiming it as her territory.

All of which Eustace can only sigh and just ruffle Valo's ears as they go to greet Lyria, which was also an emotional reunion in itself. It was a little strange for Eustace since he had just seen Lyria back in his world, but he understand how it's different for her. So some time was spent introducing Valo and playing with the dogs before it was time for dinner, which they all enjoyed heartwarming meal.

Afterwards, the dogs split, some going to join Lyria, others sticking around before they will inevitably have to go down to seek refuge for the night... But for now it's quiet and calm as Eustace sits at the kitchen table, sipping a little on his coffee as he watches Tifa bustle about.

...It really does feel like he's truly home.]

Anything I can do to help?

Nope.

[She's at the sink, the gentle clatter of plates and utensils and the soft rush of water filling in the silence otherwise. Everything has gone back to the way it should be now that even doing the dishes with him at the kitchen table is something that brings her immeasurable joy right now. Today has brought her immeasurable joy.

But as soon as she has her back to him again after flashing him a smile over his shoulder, her thoughts drift back to the place they had been since she started. There was more that she'd wanted to tell him, more news to share... and not the good kind. It was just a matter of finding a way to break it to him without turning their home into an icy cave in the snap of a finger.]

Just finishing up. Think I might make myself a cup, too.

[And she does, drying her hands and wiping down the counters before pouring herself a cup of hot coffee, adding a dash of cream and a sprinkle of sugar to it before moving her chair over so that she can sit directly next to him and tip her head so that it rests on his shoulder.

There's a new weight there now, both in her body and in her voice.]

Feels almost like you never left...

Mm...

[Unaware of her thoughts, Eustace just smiles as he rests his head against hers, the hand nearest automatically reaching over to take her hand to gently rub his thumb against it.]

Would you be the same if this had been a hunting trip in the mountains?

Depends...

[She gives a hum and looks around, and any of the dogs that had remained behind upstairs have moved to the bedroom now, leaving just the two of them in the kitchen, but she still lowers her voice anyway as she watches his thumb trace over her hand, and as she threads their fingers together.]

... Would we be alone?

Would you want to be?

[A knowing gaze as he leans in just a little more.]

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