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kat8chaHe knows her inside and out, or at least that is what he would like to believe. Since that moment years ago when he slid the scalpel into her abdomen Shinra has been in love with Celty and nothing that happened in the years that followed have dissuaded him. And now, now, now they are finally bound legally as husband and wife.
"Celty!" Shinra swings Celty around the room, her white wedding dress billowing, the black shadow that springs from her neck twining around them both. "My Celty. Finally my sweet Celty."
There is no mouth to kiss, no face, no head even. So Shinra kisses the air where her mouth would be and his lips are brushed by dark shadow. The shadow forms lips and presses against his.
Shinra can tell from the way Celty's body shakes against his that she is laughing. He smiles and pushes her shoulders. She grabs him with her arms and with her shadows and they fall onto the bed together.
"Celty…" It's an adventure to get the wedding dress off, but it does slide off. Shinra strokes at Celty's naked body while she struggles with his clothes. Eventually Celty slips her shadows inside of Shinra's tuxedo and rips it off. "Celty! That was expensive!"
Celty's hands rest on his bare skin and her neck twitches. Shinra grins, because he his sure that if she was able to speak she would tell him 'you can afford it' or 'stupid Shinra'. Perhaps both.
"I am stupid, Celty my honey, but I'm stupid for you." Shinra kisses the middle of her chest at the indent of her collarbones. "My beautiful Celty." Shinra licks the skin there.
He can remember watching the skin split, blood spilling out before pulling back in, the skin healing quickly, not even leaving a wound behind. He remembers the shine of high powered lights off of his father's scalpel as he sliced and pulled, the sharp points of needles as they pinned Celty's body spread open.
Celty shivers under his hands and Shinra smiles up at her. "Don't worry Celty! I'm sure I'm quite good!"
She punches him in the shoulder and pushes him onto his back, her black shadows shifting around the two of them, veiling and unveiling. Shinra takes off his glasses and sets them on the side table, then switches off the lights. The multi-colored lights of the city are filtered by heavy curtains but the room is light enough that Shinra can see Celty's majestic body as she sits on top of him.
He slides his hands down the curve of her him and strokes his thumb at the top of her treasure trail and lets it stroke down. The curls there are a slightly darker color than the hair on her missing head. He keeps sliding until his hand is resting on the curve of her inner thigh and his thumb is rubbing against the labia majorora, then the labia minora, then brushing against the clitoral hood.
Celty arches above him. Shinra moves his other hand up her arched back and around to rub his fingers over her taught nipples. She punches pillow to the side of Shinra's head.
"Alright! I'll stop teasing!" Shinra says with a laugh. He rolls them over again so that Celty is on the bottom, her legs on either side of his hips. "You're beautiful, Celty."
She grabs him by his hair and pulls him down to hold him tight against her chest, so tight that Shinra flails and complains laughingly about suffocating.
It's her version of a kiss. And it's better than any kiss Shinra could ever receive.
"Celty!" Shinra swings Celty around the room, her white wedding dress billowing, the black shadow that springs from her neck twining around them both. "My Celty. Finally my sweet Celty."
There is no mouth to kiss, no face, no head even. So Shinra kisses the air where her mouth would be and his lips are brushed by dark shadow. The shadow forms lips and presses against his.
Shinra can tell from the way Celty's body shakes against his that she is laughing. He smiles and pushes her shoulders. She grabs him with her arms and with her shadows and they fall onto the bed together.
"Celty…" It's an adventure to get the wedding dress off, but it does slide off. Shinra strokes at Celty's naked body while she struggles with his clothes. Eventually Celty slips her shadows inside of Shinra's tuxedo and rips it off. "Celty! That was expensive!"
Celty's hands rest on his bare skin and her neck twitches. Shinra grins, because he his sure that if she was able to speak she would tell him 'you can afford it' or 'stupid Shinra'. Perhaps both.
"I am stupid, Celty my honey, but I'm stupid for you." Shinra kisses the middle of her chest at the indent of her collarbones. "My beautiful Celty." Shinra licks the skin there.
He can remember watching the skin split, blood spilling out before pulling back in, the skin healing quickly, not even leaving a wound behind. He remembers the shine of high powered lights off of his father's scalpel as he sliced and pulled, the sharp points of needles as they pinned Celty's body spread open.
Celty shivers under his hands and Shinra smiles up at her. "Don't worry Celty! I'm sure I'm quite good!"
She punches him in the shoulder and pushes him onto his back, her black shadows shifting around the two of them, veiling and unveiling. Shinra takes off his glasses and sets them on the side table, then switches off the lights. The multi-colored lights of the city are filtered by heavy curtains but the room is light enough that Shinra can see Celty's majestic body as she sits on top of him.
He slides his hands down the curve of her him and strokes his thumb at the top of her treasure trail and lets it stroke down. The curls there are a slightly darker color than the hair on her missing head. He keeps sliding until his hand is resting on the curve of her inner thigh and his thumb is rubbing against the labia majorora, then the labia minora, then brushing against the clitoral hood.
Celty arches above him. Shinra moves his other hand up her arched back and around to rub his fingers over her taught nipples. She punches pillow to the side of Shinra's head.
"Alright! I'll stop teasing!" Shinra says with a laugh. He rolls them over again so that Celty is on the bottom, her legs on either side of his hips. "You're beautiful, Celty."
She grabs him by his hair and pulls him down to hold him tight against her chest, so tight that Shinra flails and complains laughingly about suffocating.
It's her version of a kiss. And it's better than any kiss Shinra could ever receive.
