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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"That look? .. urm.." She paused, "Yeah, I think so.. do you mean this?" She hoped it was right - she just.. had to recapture that look of love and desire, the look of a woman who hasn't seen the love of her life - and was looking forward to being with him that evening - again. "And I think..my hands were like this..?" She raised her arms to touch her hands into her hair. "Like that?"

Same as before, Allen could do nothing but stare back. dumbfounded and in awe. It was such a simple set of changes to her posture and yet they completely managed to grasp every fiber of hsi being and refused to let go. A spell he wanted to be a prisoner of for all eternity.

"...Beautiful doesn't even begin to do you justice..." Allen murmured as he surfaced from that initial daze. "Lenalee....I want to touch you more."

And to think, she never once would use that power over him for her own gains. What kind of madness would that be if she did? Her smile widened slightly more at his faint murmur. "Allen.." She reached down with both hands, catching his human hand and lifting it to her cheek.

Her initial response was to tell him he needn't get her permission for that, but... something told her it might give him a little -TOO- much free reign, at this point. Better ease him into what she'd allow him, rather than let him run wild. "If you want to touch me, touch me-" she said instead, pressing a kiss to the back of his hand, "I'm all yours, tonight."

Allen watched her take his hand pressing her smooth warm cheek against it. Even his human hand was not as soft as hers and yet he could feel the softness of her cheek even more keenly.

"Lenalee..." He murmured, his voice chock full of absolute love for the wonderful girl who had become so dear to him.

"I want you to do the same too. I-If you want to of course."

Lenalee smiled softly, letting go of his hand carefully as she nodded, "I do... I want to.. How could i not?" she leaned over him, her eyes combing over his frame with an adoring gaze, "HOw could I ever resist? You.. you're too precious too me."

Allen couldn't help but lean up a bit after that and he reached for Lenalee's hand before pulling her lower a bit for a long adoring kiss. Words didn't do enough for him at this point so he chose to use actions to convey just how strongly his heart yearned for her.

At first she simply propped herself up against her elbows when he pulled her into the kiss, though when it drew on longer, she felt her body relax more as she hummed into the kiss. Then she let herself rest fully on top of him, pressing back into the kiss so that if he had any plans of pulling away, she'd pull him right back into it. Until she couldn't breath anyway.

He loved it. Loved feeling her on top of him, the way her body nestled perfectly against him. He could never stop wondering how come they fit together so well. But it did and Allen reveled in that fact as he parted his lips enough to let Lenalee deepen the kiss.

After a while he did try to pull away only for Lenalee to keep him close, their mouths sealing each other perfectly. However the longer she kept the kiss going the wider his eyes became while his cheeks quickly started burning with a blush.

Whoops, he's getting red from lack of air! Don't die Allen! Don't dieeeeeee. Okay no really.

Lenalee did finally break the kiss after almost too long, pulling her head back with a smile almost drunk in her happiness. She almost laughed when she saw how big Allen's eyes had gotten, blushing softly. Was that too much? "..what's wrong?" She asked instead, resisting the urge to giggle.

It wasn't lack of air. AFter all Cross had him working as a pearl diver during his training years. That being said he was feeling a little short of breath as Lenalee simply stole it away both with the kiss and just her overall behavior. Even when she pulled back he could only stare dumbfounded for a moment.

"N-Nothing. I just...wow that was....one hell of a kiss...." So much for his gentleman's poise. Then again after a kiss that mind blowing he could be forgiven for letting the gentleman performance slip off a bit.

Lenalee giggled softly, "There's more where that came from," she teased in a lowered voice, "I've been storing them up for you while I was away," She sighed softly, bringing a hand up to gently caress the side of his face as she watched him, "But I'm a little worried if just -one- was enough to daze you."

She'd actually made a backlog of kisses and things to do with him? Allen almost couldn't believe those words. But where she was smiling at him so alluringly even after sharing such a fiery kiss.

"I-It wasn't just the kiss but the way you did it. The way you kept it going and...well how beautiful you looked when you finally pulled back. Even so... I don't want you to stop. So then..." With that Allen let his hands slide lower down Lenalee's back until they were touching the smooth curve of her rear end.

"Show me more?"

But of course! While she aws away, during her free time, all of that energy and attention was spent towards things she wanted to share with Allen. Things she wanted to explore with him - and this was the second time they were being intimate with each other. She needed to learn what he liked, how he liked things. Part of that was Anita's tips - part of it was Lenalee's oown instincts.

Her eyes flickered slightly when she felt his hands slide over her rear, almost willing him to touch her with her gaze alone, "I thik.. that can be arranged," she purred a soft whisper, leaning down to press a soft peck of a kiss against his lips once or twice, letting each kiss gradually get longer until she was settlng against him again with a deeper kiss, her hand slowly slipping up into his hair.

That was very wise. Allen had at most preserved his fantasies...his dreams of enjoying his time with Lenalee. Precious wondrous moments of peace. Like an Oasis in the middle of the desert. Allen smiled into the quick peck before he ler his hands put both palms openly on Lenalee's shapely rear end.

"So perfect. No beautiful. I....might get addicted to enjoying these moments with you." Oh who was he kidding, He already was addicted. He was merely admitting it to himself now.

" I want to do more and more....indecent things with you."

Indecent - how scandalous! ... at .. least Lenalee might have said that at first. And while the idea does make her blush quite a bit, she would be lying if she wasn't curious about what kind of 'indecent' things he wanted to do.

"Slowly," she murmured after a slight pause, "I want to ... do things with you too but.. we can take our time. There's no need to hurry," She had to struggle with herself not to ask what he wanted to do though, "Hehehe, although I think.. i know what you mean about it being addicting, doing things like this with you.."

That was the limit of his more dirty talk that he could manage so soon. But it seemed he got his intent through to Lenalee just fine regardless of that. So Allen could do nothing but sink even more into the overflowing love and desire he felt for the girl who had become his home.

"I never mmmm said I wanted those things now. I am more than on board with savoring each other at our own pace. But.... could you slip your shirt off a bit more. Doing it as ...enticingly as you can?"

It was more than Lenalee could manage - she worshipped this man - she'd do anything for him. So when he asked her to slip her shirt off more ...enticingly... she was certainly willing to try. "Mm, I think so.." she said softly, shifting carefully to push herself into a sitting position on him.

Enticingly, enticingly... she thinks for a second, and then strikes upon an idea. Reaching up with both hands, she trailed her fingers along the fabric of her shirt, fingers slowly undoing two buttons from the bottom.. then lifting to unfasten one or two more buttons at the top, loosening the shirt a good deal more. But not removing it - instead she reached up to push the shirt slightly off her shoulders, before glancing to Allen for approval.

He was never going to tire of seeing her like that. Sitting on top of him and pinning him down against her bed. But then she started moving, her hands slowly working on the buttons of her shirt and he audibly gulped in anticipation as he followed her hands one button at a time.

Part of him now wished he'd been doing that for her. But then there was always next time. His eyes left her hands though when she exposed more of her shoulders the smooth curve of her body flowing perfectly up to her neck. She was perfect in every way and when she sought his approval he could only silently nod before moving up his hand to gently caress down the side of her neck and over to her shoulder.

He put her on such a high pedestal, Lenalee wondered if she really measured up to that image of her he had. She exhaled with a smile of relief at his silent approval, her hands lowering to rest against his chest - of course she wouldn't undo the last button - she actually wondered if he wanted to do that himself. But first...she hesitated a moment, her fingers toying with the material of his shirt as she thought. "Allen... I, can I..." Wait, he said she could touch him didn't he? Still it was kind of embarrassing to say it out loud. "Your shirt..can I..?" Agh. "I want to feel you..."

She had nothing to worry about. Every moment they were together he felt he didn't admire and love her nearly enough before. It was simply too easy to fall deeper and deeper in love with Lenalee. Her smiles, the gentle touches over every part of him.

When she pulled her hands away from her shirt, Allen tilted his head curiously for a moment before she started fiddling with his own shirt. His cheeks seemed to grow a little redder but there was no hesitation as he gave his answer.

"Go ahead. I want nothing more than to feel your hands too~"

She could barely supress the hint of excitement at that statement, nodding with a smile, her cheeks warmer. Deftly her fingers ran over his shirt, her attention shifting from that to his face when she began to unfasten it - though just as she undid the last button it occurred to her..

"Oh..!" RIGHT. Bad Lenalee, no cookie. "Do you...do you want to as well? I ..I already removed most of my buttons, but there's still one..."

she might have suppressed it for the most part but he knew that look in her eyes. A look he'd often seen whenever Jerry brought her chocolate cake. Even so there was also a distinct difference to that.

"Hm? Oh you mean-! Um y-Yes it would be my pleasure to...finish." Well now he was growing a little more flushed too but his hands were steady as he reached for the button and finally undid it slowly, exposing Lenalee to his eyes while her arms still stayed in the shirt sleeves.

It probably wasn't as satisfying as doing it from the beginning, but Lenalee hadn't thought that he might want to do that. She'd have to keep it in mind next ti.. erm... She blushed intensely at the thought.

With her shirt open for him, she studied him, not quite as intensely as she looked over a chocolate cake, but she at least had as much appreciation-- no, more. Definitely more. He was really really...REALLY in shape, and her hands couldn't help but slide over his body to feel every inch. Pausing to trace over the scar that marked his skin, her smile faded a fraction for a second, but she quickly shook her head.

He looked so amazing to her, and neither of them were fully bare to each other yet. Even with his scars, even with his 'monster' arm. There was no one who was more dreamy in her eyes. "I knew it... there really is no one I could love more than you, Allen," not..speaking of a sibling love obviously. It was different for KOmui - but when it came to love of a friend, boyfriend, lover - she would never love anyone else. Could never love anyone else.

She wasn't the only one studying her beloved so closely. Eyes eyes traced over the cover of her neck then slowly over the the swell of her chest, noticing the undergarment for a moment longer before trailing lower and lower until he saw where she was sitting on top of him. That was when Lenalee finally spoke and his eyes quickly flew back up to Lenalee's face.

"Lenalee...I feel the same way. You have already laid claim to my heart and no one would be able to contest that. I won't let them. Because....because you are my precious, wonderful, Lenalee."

She was silent listening to him for a long moment, though her smile widened, her expression filling- overflowing with the love for him, "Allen..." she murmured, all but overwhelmed by her own emotions of affection. Leaning down against him she could only reward such sweet words with an even sweeter kiss, "My Allen..my love.." she said softly with each kiss, a hand gently caressing his cheek.