And that was assuming he wasn't being super sneaky. Which meant Lenalee would have have to take the lead in finding private spots if she felt like getting amorous with him and didn't want to wait to get him into his room, or hers.

With every word and every moan from Allen, Lenalee's touches grew bolder, that slight rocking from the way she shifted on top of him slower and more deliberate. She lifted her head to look at him at his declaration of love, smiling fit to split her face in half as she leaned down again, "I love you too, Allen. Nothing can even compare, or measure how much I adore you," she whispered, pressing a lingering kiss against his lips.