midnightstar | A SURPRISE LENALEE APPROACHES; Command?

She was making lightning quick progress in claiming every aspect of his being once again. His mind was already firmly in her hands. The same hands that dragged their nails against his back in a maddening mix of slight pain and unimaginable pleasure. To add kindling to that fire, the way her body pressed down against him only served to drive Allen even deeper into desire. Gentleman behavior and manners be damned. Lenalee could turn him into a man, a passionate lover above all else and she was well on her way now as well.

"L-Lee aaaagh~"

When she finally relented on her assault on his neck, she took a moment to eye her handiwork, giving poor Allen a chance to -breathe-. But she didn't want the fires of their passion to go out after that either, which was why she kept her arms around him, occasionally pressing her nails into his back as she rolled her hips against his, needing to feel some of that friction after all of that. "W..w.ell.?" she managed after a moment, still feeling the effects of that. "H--how was that?"

Allen let out a sigh of absolute relief (Or maybe it was disappointment?) when Lenalee finally ended the mind blowing pleasure of a torture. He was just 'a little' short of breath after that and the way Lenalee pressed into him even now was doing little to let him calm down. Just as she wanted.

"I-I...I think I just saw stars..."

She had barely calmed down herself - in fact if she hadn't unbuttoned his shirt herself, she'd have had a hard time keeping herself from pulling it off of him. "Stars.." She repeated, grinning, "That's good, right?" Her gaze drifted lower, where there were multiple bite marks when she got a little overexcited, and her fingers absently twitched, pressing into his back again, as this time she pulled herself flush against him, watching him intently.

It was quite the twist. The fact that the less clothes they had on, the more in control they seemed to be. Though not by much. Allen's mind was swimming in a haze of desire but within that haze various scenes flashed by. Scenes of ideas he could employ to enjoy his precious time with Lenalee even more.

"It was good! Definitely definitely good. No more than good. More than best. I-I don't think there's a word that does it justice...."

It is a mystery. One that Lenalee wasn't inclined to solve either - she was perfectly happy with the way things were. Grinning at his response, she nodded agreement, "I think I know what you mean," she murmured, "The noises you were making.." She shivered just at the memory, "They were... they were really driving me wild for a moment there. All I could think of was wanting to hear you make them more - making you sound like that over, and over again, I.." She caught herself, almost admitting she'd have been tempted to yank open his shirt, buttons be damned, if it hadn't already been open. "I'm really glad the sound proofing works." She said instead. And ... suddenly impulsively, even innocently, she gave him a tiny bit of power, her cheeks reddening both from desire and embarrassment. "Is..there anything you want me to do to you...right now?"

Hearing her talk so passionately about what were merely natural reactions from him, Allen was both touched and more than a little aroused. Such passion. Such desire and then she prompted him him for ideas for what to do next. Immediately his face turned an even brighter shade of red signaling that...he did have ideas to share.

"W-Well I...am curious about...some things..."

She was only being honest about how she felt - she couldn't keep that to herself. Shifting her weight slightly, she tilted her head, the burning blush intensifying at the look on his face. Some things..? "Oh...? Like... Like what? Tell me." Even though she felt like she'd be embarrassed just hearing it, she wanted to know.

"I-I'm not sure if I should...It's quite...lewd." Even so there was no denying the hint in his voice that said he actually did want to say it. All he needed was a little push to overcome the last semblance of his gentleman code still somehow holding ground even at this point in their little escapade.

"Lewd?" Lenalee definitely sounded skeptical - after all, what they've been doing could be considered ..kind of lewd -- well, by her brother it would. Sitting in the room with their shirts half off and making out to the point where poor Allen nearly loses his mind? What could be worse than that? ... so Lenalee wonders.

"Allen," she stopped rocking in his lap to gently touch his cheek, smiling gently, "Tell me..? Please?" She won't judge. Even if it was too much for her, she wouldn't judge.

Allen made a sound between a whine and a sigh as he was hit with the word he could never say no to. He swallowed the lump in his throat and mustered his courage as much as he could.

"I was thinking what...it might feel like if you....used your hand on...it while you kissed me..."

Awww that noise, She felt a little bad for giving him that nudge to tell her, rather selfishly at that. She remained quiet, patiently and curiously waiting for his response - at first looking confused. "'it'?" It wh... oh. Wait, did he mean -- "You mean... erm..." She glanced..down briefly, and then back at Allen, her face red. "Oh ..." Hrrrm. That -was- a question wasn't it? Did he mean over his clothes? Under? Without his clothes at all? "You.. you really want to try that?" She definitely wasn't judging. In fact, she was wondering how he would react to that too, now.

He wanted to crawl in a hole after confessing that desire of his. Especially with how confusingly vague he had worded it. But then that was the limit for him talking up front about such things. Still he had to admit...the way Lenalee blushed after looking down between them....it was really really cute.

"W-Well that's one thing I want to try out..."

It was one thing to touch him over his pants, but.. actually touching him..? GOD that was embarrassing. But ... it wasn't outside of the realm of things she would do for him, to see his smile, to hear him feeling good.

And then he fessed up that it was just one of things he wanted to try out. Should she press him for the other things? It had been hard enough for him to admit to this. Although she was -really- curious. She glanced away for a moment, thinking - she could certainly -try-. The worst that could happen was that he wouldn't like what she did.

"I... see..." She went still for a moment, and ..slowly climbed off of him, blushing fiercely.

"I'll... I'll do it." She wanted to know the answer to that question - how WOULD it feel for him if she ...touched it... while kissing him? "But you have to tell me if you don't like it, at any point."

Well hopefully she would come to terms with that. Because in truth what he wanted was to feel her hand on him while they shared a loving kiss. A perfect mix of romantic and lustful. Allen's imagination was still growing in regards to his fantasies and he suspected Lenalee might be ahead of him just a little bit.

"I promise. Though I don't think it's going to come to that....because it's you. It's your hand that I've held so many times."

Just a little bit in some areas, while Allen seemed to cover others. It worked out in a nice balance there. Still at Allen's promise, she blushed faintly, "A. . all right." Be brave Lenalee! You wanna know just as much as he does! "Then..." She paused again, thinking for a moment or two. Possibly pondering how to do this with him the most comfortable. "... Lie back." She said finally, shifting to move up beside him.

A balance was fine. It made their bond all the more perfect. The way they both balanced each other out like this. Allen would have it not other way. When she agreed in the end, Allen let out the breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding and nodded before laying on his back on the bed, head nestled comfortably atop Lenalee's pillow while she laid up beside him.

Who was more nervous about this, him or her? Maybe both. Still when he laid against her pillow, she watched him closely. Somehow, knowing he'd been nervous made her feel a little better. Sort of. They were both exploring new things, after all. And that it was with him... made it even more important.

She smiled gently, if a little nervously, leaning over to press the first kiss against his lips, her hand gently brushing against his jaw - then slowly moving lower, over his neck, then his chest.

Definitely both. But the look in Lenalee's eyes soothed his nerves enough to not back out of what was going to happen. On the other hand just because they were going to make out while she used her hand on him, didn't mean he wouldn't do his own share of touching as she would find when his hand started roaming over long Lenalee's side while her hand slowly traveled lower closer and closer to his pants while Allen's tongue lazily rolled past his lips to tangle with Lenalee's.

She shifted to get closer to him, humming softly at the feel of his hand caressing her side, and she tilted her head slightly to get a better angle as they kissed. Meanwhile her hand crept steadily closer until it reached the waistband of his pants, where her hand paused for a moment - then slipped beneath, slender fingers seeking that sensitive part of him.

This position. Allen couldn't help but take note of every single detail. The way Lenalee's body nicely slotted against his side and the faint shuddering under his fingertips. His hand only stopped for a moment as he had to break the kiss to pelt out a loud groan before he dove back into the kiss with even more hunger than before, his hips pushing up against Lenalee's hand.

She stopped in alarm at that loud groan when he broke the kiss, worried she'd done something wrong. But it didn't take long for her to realize that it wasn't a groan of pain or displeasure - far from it. She uttered a muffled moan of surprise herself when he kissed her back, but she didn't stop touching him. Instead she pressed more against him, shifting her hand to add pressure when he pushed against her palm, her own curiosity leading her to experiment - to touch as much as she could as she met him kiss for kiss.

This was strangely even more intimate than before. After all the first time they let go, they were driven mostly by instinct and their own bottled up feelings. Now they were both in complete control and engaging in such acts because they themselves wanted it. So of course it only served to pull them both even closer than before.

"Lena-Mmmleee" Allen moaned pulling back from the kiss only enough to get that moan of her name out before he started rolling his tongue against her lips wanting to take the kiss further than before while he grew even hotter and harder in her soft slender hand.

It's a brave new world - now that they broke the bottle against their little ship setting sail, they would have to navigate the passion and intimacy for each other. For Lenalee, at least, finding out what Allen wanted and liked was a whole new chapter of discovery.

She could feel him changing in her hand - soft at first and then getting harder, and the moans from Allen..were more than a little arousing, "Allen.." She moaned softly, parting her lips to tangle her tongue against his with a hungry kiss, her hand moving to feel every part of him as he grew harder from what she was doing.

A new world all for them to explore. Allen certainly had the desire to do just that. With the kiss and the way her hand continued to stroke him up to full hardness, Allen's hand had gone momentarily still. But once he realized that, he started moving it again, this time sliding up along the full length of Lenalee's body before tenderly pressing against her chest, marveling at the perfect size shape and firmness his hand felt.

Everything about Lenalee was perfect and that became even more undeniable to the more he observed and explored her body in moments like these.

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