midnightstar

Since graduating from the Academy, life has been..interesting for Alisa, to say the least. She's been kept very busy, since she was upholding her promise to her mother on showing her the proper way to run the company, and it wasn't easy to put in those changes. Though it would have been a lot harder if she didn't have the support of those around her. But because of that, she hadn't been able to get time to get to visit Rean as much as she liked.

Translation: As much as she liked = every day. She did get to visit - or vice versa - at least on the weekend, and she talked to him almost every night thanks to the range on the ARCUS. Just as finished up for the night, she made her way up to the penthouse, glancing around to make sure she was alone (And you never know with Sharon) in order to take out her ARCUS once more and see if she could get a hold of Rean before bed. She was planning on seeing if he was in the area - alternatively, she was sure she could get away for a visit, if he wasn't busy.

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"Mmmm I can't seem to stop wanting to do that~" Rean murmured softly yet with so much adoration it acted almost like a magnet to pull him back towards Alisa, never being able to pull back enough.

Alisa, when she spoke, sounded completely dazed and dreamily lovestruck, drowning in the adoration radiating out from him and magnified by her own, ".. I can't think of any reason why I would want you to." Even if he were able to pull back more, she found herself leaning after him to stay close.

"Then I'll just keep going~" Rean purred again, a low rumbling note ass he brought his lips to bear against Alisa's cheek and neck while he curled around her more protectively than before. As if wanting to hoard her all to himself.

This...could in theory be a bad idea, but Alisa wasn't thinking about there being anything wrong with what they were doing at the moment. And there wasn't of course! Unless you cound them inevitably having to separeate.

But when he curled more around her, she snuggled into him with a soft hum of pleasure, tucking herself in and nuzzling against him as she felt his lips against her cheek and neck, "Rean..." she purred softly, nuzzling into him closely. He was so warm - so close to her, how could she EVER let him go?

"mmm?" He hummed his question softly while his hand slowly brushed its fingers along her arm almost reverently. Honestly Alisa was the single greatest treasure of his life right now and his treatmet at the moment reflected that in spades from how he wanted to possess and how loathe he was to let her go unless absolutely necessary. Frankly he had to be thankful that no sudden order from the government had come to ruin their time together.

She would be furious if it did. Their luck was spectacular - and maybe Claire also had something to do with that. She paused, hearing how content and peaceful he sounded. "...I'm glad you're here with me." Well a better phrasing would be how much she loved him, but really she was just so damn happy, even if he was going to leave - in the now, in this moment, he was with her and her alone.

"Mmm. Yeah I am so glad to be here with you too." Frankly as much as he still felt distant from Claire after she chose his father again when he came back from the dead, he was definitely going to feel indebted for this opportunity she had allowed him.

As far as Alisa was concerned, Claire was still in a far deeper debt with Rean. Allowing them a weekend together was but a pebble in the vast ocean of how much she owed Rean and Alisa wouldn't let her forget that, more for Rean's sake than her own. "Good... I wouldn't want to be the only one." She teased, nuzzling against him as if she was always meant to be there.

If Alisa wanted to make us of said debt to secure more time alone with Rean then he was certainly welcome to it. Rean wouldn't ask her though. He was taking the ignore pointedly route by this point. They still crossed paths but he often just kept on walking by.

"As if that would be even possible~"

Oh she would. SHE WOULD.

That said she was fine with him pointedly ignoring Claire. The only woman who should be on his mind is her. Well.. her and his mom. Mostly her though. But that was a selfish thought she wouldn't voice.

She chuckled against his ear, "Had a feeling you would say that." She murmured, combing her fingers through his hair. "You know....I .. I think that those... you know, when I um..." a finger slowly traced over part of his neck, "I think it might be noticeable.."

He would certainly be quite flattered if she ever did voice those thoughts on the matter. But since she decided to draw attention to the marks on his neck he tilted his head curiously back at her.

"Well it's probably not that bad. Should fade in about a day or two." Then again his overcoat could probably cover it up if he fastened the collar. On the other hand the people who would tease him about it other than Sharon were either gone or dead.

Funny she's drawn attention to his marks and totally forgotten about her own, too. Shh, don't remind her. "A day or two - are you sure?" She almost sounds disappointed - almost. Can the silly girl really be blamed if she wanted to leave a more lasting mark on him when he leaves?

"Well....It's not like I've had anything like this done to me before so that's just a rough guess not a certainty." She was the first to mark him like that after all. And he certainly had no intention of letting anyone else do it from now on either.

Hearing him say that so bluntly brings a blush to Alisa's cheeks again, though at the same time she felt a rush of excitement and pride for being the only one, and a tiny bit of jealous, wanting to be the only one to give him that kind of attention, and more, "That... that's true..."

"Hmmm? You have something more to say don't you?" WHy did he have to be troublingly perceptive at the worst of time. Well now Alisa had him leaning closer to her face still as he tried to get answers out of his beloved.

ERK. She would love to know just that, in fact, why he seemed to be so perceptive in some things and so... so dense in others. "WH.. me?" Leaning closer to her like that only distracts her, "W- what makes you think that?" The blushing and flusteredness might be a tip off, come to think of it. He was just so tantalizingly close, and it was so tempting to leave just a few more marks that might...take a little longer than a day to go away...

Aidios she was clearly lovesick, thinking like that.

Oh? Now she was playing dense was she? Rean poked at her cheek with a finger. "You were sucking this part in and puffing it out at the same time while the tip of your nose was turning jut a little redder. You sometimes do that when you're bottling something up." Naturally rean was lying through his teeth but the point was to get Alisa to slip up.

"Wha - Huh?? I -!" She bought the fib, hook line and sinker, and immediately covered the lower part of her face with her hands, peeking at Rean past her fingers. "Why do you have to be observant at times like this...?" She huffed in a slightly muffled voice.

If she ever finds out he pulled a fast one on her this time he's so getting his cheeks or ears pulled. But for now he'll just flash her an unrepentant and radiant smile.

"Because I want to make sure i know everything you are thinking of~"

She would totally pull his ear, while giving him her flat -you're up to no good- look. Similar to the look she was giving him from behind her hands in that very moment, in fact. "Mmmmm.." There was something suspicious about that smile, "It's.. not anything important." It was embarrassing really.

"It's clearly not nothing if it's bothering you this much~" Rean wasn't about to give up just like that. So Alisa would have to come up with something else next.

Alisa shook her head - she didn't want Rean to think she was really BOTHERED by it -, "I'm not bothered, it's just..." she fidgets a little - though the problem with being 'trapped' in his arms like this, was there was no where to go. "I'm just being silly," she shook her head, "I....kind of didn't want it to fade away so soon." By 'it' she means the mark on his neck, which she absently traced with her thumb.

Oh he heard that and he felt a surge of satisfaction and a bit of embarassment before he nodded and leaned in closer still.

"Then choose where you want it and go for it~"

Oh goddess. Alisa felt herself blush, staring at Rean in disbelief for a second. "I..wh...go for it...?" Is he saying what she thinks he's saying? To just -

Oh goddess it was really really REALLY tempting. How much would she even have to 'go for it' to leave a mark that would last longer than a day or two though? She'd have to nip him a fair bit harder, and that was bound to hurt moer than the previous times she marked him. "I wouldn't want to hurt you, though..." And if he made noises like he did last time, oh GODDESS it would be hard to stop.

YEs he is saying exactly what she thinks he is. Rean wasn't going to take it back now even if he was blushing up a storm.

"I-It wouldn't really hurt me. Or did you forget how much fighting we did on our field studies?"