midnightstar | A SURPRISE LENALEE APPROACHES; Command?

Despite all of everything the Black Order has been through, it was business as usual for the various teams. Lenalee and Allen were in one team with Miranda and a few Finders. Lucky them, their mission took them to the mountains - beautiful scenery, but cold weather. Fortunately they managed to find a small inn with vacancies, so they could stay indoors. Amazingly, Miranda was actually sleeping more peacefully than Lenalee at the moment.

Although after all of the scenarios and seeing all of the deaths in the war with the Earl and fighting the akuma, (...not to mention what she personally has been through), it really should come as no surprise that Lenalee's sleep was less than restful. While she managed to snatch an hour or two here and there of sleep, worries about her friends, her brother, and one exorcist in particular all contributed to making her nightmare particularly bloody and gruesome. When she jerked awake for the second time that night (or was it third, she wasn't sure), she knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep right away, so she silently slipped out of her room, padding down the hall. Maybe a glass of water would settle her nerves.

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Well that spot on his body wasn't going anywhere and fortifying it to make it less sensitive was impossible as well. Not that ALlen would want to anyway. The spikes of pleasure and delight raging through his body were far too enticing to put a stop to.

But then she asked a question that made his whole body shudder just from the implication of her question. An implication only made worse when he saw that never before seen look in her eyes.

"...yes. Of course. Whenever...wherever...however." He was giving her permission in such a broad stroke way some would argue he was courting trouble intentionally. But he merely spoke his feelings out openly.

She stared at him for a second, the thoughts running in mind courting some very very dangerous ideas. She leaned in on that note, resuming her kisses, partly in thanks and partly because she wanted to.

Although there was a distinct edge of desire in her affections, not just simply love and worship of her precious exorcist. Whenever, wherever, however. That gave her a LOT of power over him. "Then, me too.." she purred softly, "If you want.." She wanted their relationship to be equal - if she was going to be allowed to touch him whenever, wherever, and however, he should have the same rights.

Well in theory she might have an easier time taking him up on that offer while within the walls of the HQ. Allen would have to restrain himself a bit since taking any too overt action in the open would surely reach Komui.

"I-If? There no if in this. I ngh would spend every night every morning every moment we can spend together touching you, getting to know what you mngh like." Allen moaned his thoughts quickly growing more amorous with each nibble and kiss at his throat.

"I...madly and truly...aah love you, Lenalee."

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.

Well she would know her brother's mind best so she would know where the holes in his surveillance would be. Allen was simply ill equipped to deal with that sort of role.

The more deliberate the motions, the more he arched his hips upwards under her until she finally would feel a slight difference in his lower region. One that pressed right up between Lenalee's legs before he finally stilled when she kissed him once again.

She'll teach him where all the sneaky spots are. When he started arching his hips under her, she grunted softly, pressing down against him and...

....that's...

what is that, is that....

It is isn't it... She went still for a moment, partly from surprise, and partly from leaning into the kiss.

...so... what would happen if she... just...rolled her hips against him again, whispering his name and pressing a kiss against his mouth gently.

Oh yes it was. He might have tried so hard to stick to his gentleman's code but he was no saint devoid of earthly desires. Combined with Lenalee's supreme charm, it was little wonder she managed to so quickly awaken such base instincts inside her beloved glutton.

Her reward for rolling into him like that again was a much longer and drawn out groan as his hand openly grasped at her rear, feeling the supple flesh there as well. Everything about Lenalee was so toned yet also soft. It was unbelievable. Unbelievable and addicting in its allure.

That was somehow embarrassing and..encouraging at the same time. Especially with his reaction. She just..drank in that noise he made, at the same time letting out a keening moan of her own feeling him grasping at her rear.

She didnt know why she wanted to hear him make that noise again, but she did. And other noises. She leaned into him with another kiss, pressing her lower body into him in the process, humming a soft moan, "Allen...w..when you make noises like that..." she murmured softly though she didn't finish her sentence. Probably because her brain was checking out.

She didn't have to finish. After all they shared those desires so closely up to this point it was only natural that this was another point of common desire. Allen couldn't help rolling his hips upwards into Lenalee, slowly rocking her on top of him while he deepened the kiss of his own accord.

"Ngh now you know how it's like for me~"

Her hands slid up to cradle the back of his head, fingers gently curving through his hair and closing her eyes into the sensation of the kiss, and their bodies pressed against each other.

Rather than respond verbally to his comment, she offered a soft, muffled chuckle into the affectionate kiss. She didn't want to break that precious contact with him quite yet especially with as intimate as it was getting. With that rocking motion it was hard not roll with it, and she didn't even try; each motion from him ended with various sorts of noises from Lenalee.

Oh yes. Just feeling her hands hold him close, threading his hair as they seemed to race for who could leave the other breathless first. Even so the moans from each of them only grew more heated, more hungry with each passing breath and the motions of his hips underneath Lenalee seemed to gain more and more purpose. He still wanted more and his instinct was leading him towards the method to get more.

Gods she hardly realized how much she'd wanted this with him until now. The way he was moving was like a preview of something even more amazing, she could sense it on a level.

Letting out a long, breathless moan, she pulled back slightly to get a breath, and try to sort out the urges and sensations he roused in her. Even though she still moved with him, it was when their motion matched that got the most vocal of moans from her.

Allen quickly put that together and soon enough his motions were starting to match Lenalee's every time his breathing quickening as the desire bubbled up from within.

"L-Lenalee I....I can't...even think...I just want..."

When he picked up on the quickest method to getting her to moan louder, Lenalee could barely form words, her arms tightening around him, "A-aa--Allen...!" She gasped heavily, stammering through the fuge of her brain.

Can't think? Check. Want? Ohoho check. "Wa....want more..." More what - more feeling his hands, more of that sensation that was driving her crazy, "I ...I can't..." She was woefully unprepared for the fierce hungry desire that rose up with him. But she needed more of it, she wasn't sure how to direct him to that next step. Let alone if she was brave enough to take that next step.

... of course it was likely if they kept this up that decision would be taken out of their hands. "I want..more of you."

It was easy to just let the flow take him, rocking insistently up against Lenalee seeking out a closeness that was still denied by the clothes they still had on. Allen gasped and groaned wanting more as well. This was simply too wonderful. Too perfect.

"I do too~ More of everything I want to ngh kiss every part of you~" Allen moaned openly.

She whimpered, her kisses growing longer, filtering moans into his mouth and pressing insistently aginst him when he rocked upwards against her, "Hhgg...Alleeen.." she couldn't hold onto her 'sanity' through so much intimacy, and she reached for his hands to pull them away from her body.

But only for a short moment since she.. must have taken leave of her senses because those were her thighs he was feeling next. Then her hips. Then her waist. All. Bare. Skin. "Pleaaase..I ...need.." she groaned, her actions giving him permission to touch more of her - he can even feel the lacy undergarments she wore, before she let go of his hands to run her own over his chest, beneath the fabric.

Some part of him had known things would get out of hand. But that part was getting tossed out the window with reason and self preservation. Having his hands moved by Lenalee herself was an oddly exciting sensation and Allen quickly found he needed little guiding. But each new part of her he discovered, even brushing against parts of her undergarments. It only served to light the flame of his desires even higher.

With her wanton permission, Allen let his hands roam over her body anew this time one hand openly lifting one breast from beneath while the other pulled her hips down on top of him at the perfectly moment allowing the bulge in his pants to hit just the right spot to drive Lenalee even wilder.

Likewise with Lenalee -- well not the part knowing it would get out of hand. But things had rapidly escalated to the point they were in the meadow, and was now going far past that. But all she could think of was wanting to feel his hands nad his lips and Oh..GOD if he kept moving like that she was going to lose her mind. "Nnggh, Aa.aaallen..." instead of simply rolling her hips against him, when hepulled her hips down onto him and she felt..that..she instinctively focused on rocking and creating more friction through their clothes, even going so far as to rub against him with a helpless, needy whine of someone who -wants- damnit but hasn't crossed that step.

His heart was racing wildly, strong beat after strong beat in his chest as he drank in every single reaction Lenalee offered in return for the way he made her ride on top of him. THey hadn't even gotten to the logical next step yet and they were both so utterly drunk on the atmosphere.

"Ngh I can't stop touching you. Wanting you~" Allen moaned his hand at her chest finally taking the plunge and lifting the cup of her bra before openly palming against the firm mound.

She was completely dizzy, losing track of her surroundings with the exception of this one room. For the night, her world shrank to one person, and that was him. "Don't... don't stop.." she shivered at the sound of his moan, letting out a squeak of surprise when he palmed her breast. But then, she gave him that wordless permission so was it really so surprising? The surprise didn't last anyway, before she let out a shaky moan, her hips all but grinding against him as she pressed her body closer to him.

"Mmh..I want you ..to want me more.. touch me more, everywhere. This feeling," she groaned, rubbing against him, grunting softly, "I don't want it to stop.."

Such a cute sound. To think Lenalee could sound so cute and so irresistible both at the same time. Perhaps his bias was tinting his views just a little but then what was the harm in that when they had gone this far? It wasn't like either of them wanted to stop.

"Mmm I want your touch too. To feel your hands all over me." That was about the closest he was going to get to coherently telling her to get his shirt off.

His request was received loud and clear - and Lenalee thought it was a WONDERFUL idea, to be quite honest. Though getting his shirt off without breaking any contact with him would be tricky.

Lenalee's hands slid down over his chest again, this time fumbling with his buttons more blatantly, pulling away from his lips only for a second. She shifted in his lap, her insistent motions almost..bouncing in a way, from enthusiasm as her lips started to pepper his neck, his collarbone and chest while her hands actively pushed his shirt more open so she could have full access to him.

Well surely she could endure that for a moment. After all if he wanted his shirt off, he had to take his hands off of Lenalee as well so he woudl have to withstand that longing for a few moments as well. Moments that quickly felt like an eternity before his shirt was just carelessly tossed to the floor while he put both hands on Lenalee's cheeks and pulled her back down to the bed in a deep passionate kiss.

She could, just barely. But it was so worth it in the end, having his upper body bare to her, with her curious hands exploring and touching everywhere she could reach. At least until he pulled her down again, another soft, hungry moan reaching his ears as he pulled her into that deep kiss, never going still for even a second.

With his chest now free of any pesky obstructions, Allen returned his hands to Lenalee's body, this time putting both right up under the skirt part of her night dress and grabbing on, pulling Lenalee's hips into his own even more. It was becoming rather obvious what his instincts were driving him towards.