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Maybe he didn't quite hear what she said. Or maybe he didn't want to stop regarldess. Whatever rthe case Rean didn't pull away from her neck, instead squeezing her waist a little tighter to keep Alisa right ther on top of him since that was clearly the best way to maek this feeling persist for longer and longer.

Could be. Or it could be that he knew she didn't want to pull away from her any more than she wanted to pull away from him. In any case, when he didn't stop and in fact, continued pouring all that attention on her, she trembled in his arms slightly before her body relaxed into him, and she let out another soft moan. "Rean..." Really this was a very dangerous situation they were in! If only she could put her words together well enough to stop. If only she -wanted- to stop.

But she couldn't and she didn't, and the low purr that slipped out in response was more telling than anything else.

"Alisa~" He murmured back to her, his desire starting to drip into his words the more they went on. This was new ground entirely yet it didn't feel wrong one bit and her reactions only reinfored that viewpoint. This was exactly how things were supposed to be when you loved someone the way he loved Alisa.

"Let me hear ~"

She shuddered again, just hearing him say her name in this new way. She caught her breath, letting it out again with another soft moan. The way he made her feel in this moment - and in general - she was having a hard time talking herself out of being this close with him, letting out a soft moan again at his request, her hand reaching down to curl over his. "Nngh...aah~..."

Her effect on him was hardly any less potent. Each noise and restless shifting in his lap was only spurring Rean on to keep going. till he turned his hand u pto thread fingers together with Alisa while the two started slowly slipping deeper and deeper into those hidden desires thhey had kepd sealed away deep down.

Feeling his fingers thread through hers, she tightened her grip on his hand, her eyes drifting into a blissfully closed expression, "Mmhh," she caught her breath slightly, pulling his hand up to her mouth, pressing the back of his hand to her lips, losing herself in that which was him far more easily than she thought.

So much so that she slowly lets go of his hand after a moment, turning to face him with a soft, "I love you, Rean.." in a whisper, her expression one of sheer, hopelessly intoxicated love, leaning in to return the favor he had been treating her with, intentionally pressing her lips against his neck this time.

Honestly all she could have done was just sit back and enjoy the feeling of cuddling up with Rean while he kept going for her neck. On the other hand it was clear that hearing her say those magic words had an instant effect on Rean who shuddered with delight.

"I...love you too, Alisa. My Alisa." Honestly it was hardly surprising that he could feel himself growing more and more intoxicated with the moodbetween himself and Alisa.

She could have, but she wanted to take her turn cuddling with him. Also, being drunk on Rean(tm), she needed to share the love. Still she's caught by surprise when he addresses her as 'His' Alisa. There is an answering, soft smile in response, "..my Rean.." She nuzzled against his cheek before trailing her lips against his neck with soft kisses again, her arms slinking closer around him to curl into his hair.

Her Rean. Oh those words. Those words had quite the ripple effect on the young man and ALisa would find herself squeezed a little tighter in response before he nuzzled behind Alisa's ear wiht a chuckle.

"You are just too much~" he chuckled so lovingly.

She smiled softly, burying her head against his neck, "Not for you," she countered, "Never for you." She was exactly the right amount for him. "Rean..?" She lifted her head, a small smile on her lips, ".. I want to hear you, this time."

That's all the warning she gives him, in fact, if it can even be called such, as she tucks her head against his neck rather comfortably, teasing the skin gently at first - then getting a little more bold by using her tongue.

He never saw it coming. Her words flowed like honey into his ears and melted away all of his guard until she suddenly changed her attack and that in turn made him flinch and straighten up as her tongue ghosted over his neck, earning Alisa a sharp gasp of surprise.

She paused for only a second, but instead of pulling away this time, she nuzzled further against his neck, trading kisses and gentle licks - at one point testing her limits and investigating the noises he made by sucking gently on his neck with a low humm of her own. She was rather bold when she was frisky~! Poor Rean was trapped, TRAPPED in a web of her own choosing, to see just how many noises she could get out of him.

This could be a mistake, but..

oh. Oh aidios she was actually pushing forward with this. Rean had not been prepared for such an attack yet now that it was here he was having a very very hard time wanting to stop her. Rean's hands in fact were holding onto the small of ALisa's back keeping her just as close to him as she wanted to be. After all there was no reason to not keep going like this right?

There was, but she couldn't for the life of her remember what it could be. This was probably exactly the thing Sharon had teased them about being alone, but Alisa was having a very hard time stopping herself. She wanted nothing more than to be in his arms. Especially knowing their time together was going to run out sooner than later. So with his hands holding her close, she snuggled into him, making soft purrs as she mercilessly assaulted his neck with loving kisses, even nipping him just to hear his groans.

And hear them she would as Rean cried out softly, a mix of her name and incoherent sounds while he arched up underneath Alisa, pressing as much of his body against her as he could manage while all the time tilting his head up to give her even more neck to attack.

Oh GOddess she was not as prepared to hear Rean like that as she thought she was. She shuddered, part of her wanting to hear more, to devour more of those noises, and part of her very VERY certain they needed to stop and ..take a cold shower or something. Several cold showers.

She was lucky she was sitting sideways on Rean's lap - she would never bea ble to get up if she were sitting differently, and not just because of his arms holding her. Frankly she wouldn't -want- to.

Though to be fair, she didn't want to now either. Just a little more, she told herself. She just wanted to hear him a little more - feel him a little more, so when he tilted his head to give her more area to attack, she gladly took advantage of it, moaning softly against his skin as she explored his neck further. Hopefully he'll forgive her when she gets a little ahead of herself, and nips him hard enough to leave a mark, her tongue traveling in circles around the area she chose to suck on, branding him as hers.

And not even once considering that it was a very noticeable spot.

Cold shower would have been the wise thing to do. Sadly none of them were felling like wisdom wa the right thing to pursue right about now. So they pushed forward still. Her goal was clear though and Rean had no reason to hold back her prize as she nibbled and worked his neck over even more thoroughly than before.

"Alisaaaahaaa~" Rean outright let out a full blown moan as she marked her claim on his neck like that. It was definitely gonna leave a mark and Sharon would no doubt notice it too.

Alisa had no regrets. Not a single one. Her grip on him, however, tightened considerably when he moaned her name like that, her body shivering from the effort of keeping herself going further still. Goddess, hearing him like that was intoxicating.

She traced her tongue over the mark slowly, her voice soft and shakey with the amount of love spilling over in her words, "Rean.. my Rean." she whispered to counter that loud moan of his, nuzzling against him and ... rather desperately trying to calm herself down. She couldn't even look at him right now - she was going to end up giving in to her own wants if she did.

Rean certainly was not having any regrets in the moment either. Not when he was so completely drunk in the sound of her voice and the way she expressed her claim over him.

Would she be able to calm down though when his hand was trailing down her spin and settling at the small of her back with the very real danger of it actualy sliding lower?

... it was going to be very difficult to say the least The hardest part of calming down was that she didn't really want to calm down- and that was just as dangerous as Rean's wandering hand.

She nuzzles his neck with no real intent to pull away, whispering soft reassurances and words of love as she felt quite content with snuggling against him, slowly threading her fingers through his hair. Though if his hand did wander lower, that would be quite a wake up call.

Each words, each soft breath and that smooth path her hand traces through his hair. He could feel everything so keenly that Rean couldn't help but be absorbed in the moment of it all.

"Ali...sah." He murmured breathlessly unable to say anything more complex than that. Though she might have found another weakness of his on his neck because from the surprise of it, his hand does slip past the small of her back and all the way against her rear.

"Reann..." Alisa murmured, each iteration of his name softer and more loving than the last. She had always wanted to know what it would feel like to run her fingers through his hair, and now she couldn't bring herself to stop, nuzzling against his neck and pressing her lips against the newest weak spot until she felt his hand drifting into even more dangerous territory. Which, regrettably, snapped her out of her love-haze from the surprise, pulling away, "R-Rean!" She would normally have slapped him for that- except she knows damn well that it was her fault as much as his. And she kind of did start it.

And yet, part of her....didn't really mind at all. It was more surprise than outrage. Still it was close, who knows how far she would have let him go -- how far she would have gone -herself- for that matter.

The fact that she didn't slap him was a mercy indeed! Though her reaction does make him snap out of the spell they'd woven together with a start and his hand shooths right back in place at the small of her back.

"S-S-Sorry about that." He stammered looking just as mortified as he did back when they first ended up in a compromising position.

If he hadn't moved his hand faster she would have, regardless of fault, "N. no it'..it's ... my fault too." she reluctantly admitted, "I got ahead of myself and...." And.. oh GOD, her face goes white, then red again, "Rean, your neck.." Both hands shoot to her mouth when she realizes there was -evidence- of just how invested she'd gotten when they were making out like that. And it wasn't just one mark either, there was one on either side. "Oh Goddess.." There was no covering that up.

Rean wasn quite relieved indeed to hear her accept his apology though her sudden paleness followed by the return of the blush in full force left him even more confused than before.

"My neck? What's wrong with it?" It did feel like of hot and a little sensitive after everything. On both dies of his neck actually...

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