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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She flushed a deeper red hearing him list off the things she did. "What I'll do next..?" She grinned slightly, "Well... how about this...?" Something else from her dream she'd been wanting to do with him - especially remembering his own reaction from before.

Her lips trailed away from his lips, nipping gently until she reached his ear, nipping the soft skin and breathing purred words as she kissed beind his ear, nibbling the skin and pressing harder into him when she nipped sharply at him, occasionally letting her tongue tentatively brush against the areas she nipped, slowly working her way down to his neck.

Again with that grin that made her look so irresistibly cheeky in his eyes. Allen just couldn't help but want to give her more opportunities to make that kind of expression. When she suddenly moved down on top of him, Allen let out a small gasp when she kissed that sensitive spot behind his ear only to break out into full blown groans as she started teasing his skin harder and harder with her teeth before soothing him with her tongue as well. His eyes were wide and moans spilled without restraint as she made short work of his defenses. Such a good thing the room had been sound proofed. They didn't have to hold anything back.

Oh. OH those noises were addictive. She shivered slightly, her hands reaching down to slip under his back, making a low humming noise, pleased to get such noises out of her love. IN fact, she was so pleased, that she kept it up, filing away each sensitive area to her memory, her nips turning into bites as she moaned against his skin, rubbing against him with her body and hands as long as she could manage.

"L-Lena---aahlee" Allen cried out, arching up underneath Lenalee ash her lips and teeth attacked specific parts of Allen's body that left him nothing more than a puddle of pleasure and bliss while his hands kept Lenalee's body just close enough. More. All he could think of was how he wanted more and more.

She paused only for a second, just to drink in the sound of his cries, her body tensing, shivering in pleasure. And just as it had passed his thoughts, she was incredibly grateful she had presence of mind to ask her brother to sound proof her room. She'd forever have been trying to check herself to quiet herself down, and now she doesn't have to. Doesn't want to.

She doesn't want him to be quiet either, for that matter. Seeing him melt into a figurative puddle of bliss - now that would be a sight. She hesitates, pulling away only for a second - but before she lets him recover too long from her attacks, she resumed on the other side of his neck, sucking on a spot long enough to leave him marked as her fingers pressed into his back possessively.

He could barely even compile a coherent thought at this point. Lenalee was his world, His universe even and everything she did was as crucial to him now as air itself. So he pelted out more groans and moaning calls of Lenalee's name before she pulled back prompting him to let out a slight whine of disappointment.

Only to suddenly gasp with eyes wide as she switched sides and managed to nail a seriously sensitive spot on his neck on the first try. It also allowed Lenalee to really get her hands under him better as he arched up underneath her on the bed because of the overwhelming pleasure.

She almost giggled at that whine - would have, if she weren't so caught up in making him moan like that, in fact. Her luck wasn't running out anytime soon either - her surprise in his reaction was brief. She decided to capitalize on it, uttering a low, heated moan of her own as she nibbled and even bit that side of his neck. With her hands under him better he could feel her nails digging into his back harder, pulling herself against him, with muffled moans of his name until she forced herself to pull away, dizzy from the sensation of the affection she piled on him and his own reactions.

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.