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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She shouldn't, but it certainly felt that way with the current state of affairs. With certain parties keeping them separated not even because they were trying to keep the couple apart, but for an entirely unrelated reason. Then it'd just be between them -b ut this involved far too many parties, and most of them were innocent.

Her lips trembled slightly against his when he kissed her, and she pressed more against him with a soft sigh, unable to keep the longing out of the sound. But she didn't pull away from the kiss either - instead she only wanted to hold him close and kiss him as long as she could, her hands curling against his back, almost gripping his clothing at his back in her hands.

This was the only thing is could really think to do for her. After all there were no words that could make any of this better. If anything it would simply force them to face what they already knew and then happiness would be replaced by sadness as well as a loathing for the passing of time.

So they kissed, sharing one breath and their heartbeats as they fought to burn this moment into their hearts so that it would sustain them through the times of longing ahead.

If the moment now was any indication, Claire and Sharon were going to need crowbars to get Alisa and Rean to let go of each other when the time came. Alisa closes her eyes purely in the bliss of the moment, until the kiss eventually drew to an end, leaving her to let out a slow breath as she opened her eyes again, "Rean..." She didn't want him to leave. She knew she was being selfish, and she knew he didn't want to leave either. Too bad the only people who knew lacked the power to make it possible. But that just meant the next time they saw each other would be twice as good. If not more.

Most likely but responsibility and reality would provide the force to achieve something so dificult. Even so Rean was the same as Alisa trying to keep the kiss for as long as possible before physical need to breathe would become too overwhelming. "Shhh. I know. Alisa. I know." Rean said softly, pressing his hand against ALisa's cheek and brushing her cheek with his thumb.

Well, true. But other than their own senses of responsibility it would be almost impossible to pull them apart. She exhaled softly at Rean's gentle hushing, that tender gesture which almost felt emotionally crushing, knowing it would be so long before she could feel his touch again. Instinctively she nuzzled her cheek against the feel of his hand, closing her eyes. Rean was right, of course. She didn't have to say anything - neither of them needed to use words for the other to know what they were thinking.

Because they didn't need words they could just devote themselves to this moment. An oasis in a desert filled with longing and heart ache as the distance between them would grow physically even if their hearts would stay with the other through it all. He nuzzled back against ALisa and just allowed that softness of her skin to be burned in his memory for him to revisit when the longing would turn too great.

She nuzzled against him just as much, with just the faint sound of her sighs and soft loving whispers breaking the otherwise quiet of the penthouse. Drinking in the sensation of his body, the sound of his breathing, the feel of his hair - committing everything to memory not just visually but by touch as well. Even though her memory of his touch was not going to be anything nearly as good as the real thing.

Rean was doing plenty of touching too though he did let Alisa have use of both hands instead of threading his fingers with hers again. Instead he slowly ran those same fingers through her golden curtain of hair treasuring the softness felt against his digits with a reverence unlike any other.

Alisa was grateful Rean gave her the use of both hands. She let out a soft hum, nuzzling his jaw gently, the wistful smile on her face suddenly strengthening into one more amused as she chuckles softly, "Rean..." she almost gives the name in a playfully complaining tone, "If you keep doing that, I'm not going to be able to stay awake." Just putting it out there. As much as she wanted to try to stay awake, being in his arms, while he was stroking his fingers through her hair ...it was so soothing. So relaxing.

"Why my dear miss Reinford, I have no idea what you accuse me of~" Rean answered with a loving chuckle, his hand slowing down a bit into a more loving stroke and brush of his fingers through her golden locks reveling in the moment between himself and his adorable lover.

"That's even more suspicious than before, Mr. Schwarzer," she teased, as his touch just got even more unfairly soothing. "If I didn't know better I'd say you were doing it on purpose," she huffed softly, "Well, two can play at that game, mister." she smiled, pulling him closer as she lifted a hand to run her fingers through -his-hair gently.

"Now why ever would i do it on purpose?" When he can do it so naturally without even intending to. One only needed to look at his head patting sickness. Though she did strike true with her argument this time. STill admitting to it like that would spoil the fun they had going on now.

That was until she started coming through his hair with her hand as well. The sensation was so disarming he almost melted on the spot then and there. She didn't have near as much hair to work with as he did and yet the effect was no less potent.

"I can only think it would be for nefarious reasons." Alisa mock-huffed at him. Though she covered up a small yawn with a giggle, pulling him closer so she could pet his hair more easily, "It...really does feel nice though." she murmured lightly, alternating between coming her fingers through his hair, and simply toying with it between her fingers. Whether she meant him brushing his hand through her hair, or her running her fingers through his though -- probably both.

"If making you happy is a nefarious reason then I guess I am guilty as charged~" Rean answered yet again. Still there wa no denying the way his head kneaded softly against her hand reveling in the moment they shared. Something so small yet so precious and intimate. How he would love to feel this every morning. Just having her there do this for him.

"Then as you've pleaded guilty," Alisa grinned, "I guess I'll have to sentence you too." When he rubbed his head against her hand, she smiled, continuing to gently run her fingers through his hair, lightly further down and over his cheek, then back up into his hair.

"Then what is to be my sentence I wonder~" Rean was going to play along with this until the very end since it provided the absolute distractiong for the both of them and that was exactly the kind of note they needed to wrap this up night on. Not the fear or loathing of the separation that would settle in the next day.

"Mmm.." She lingered a bit on his 'sentence', before giving him a soft smile, "I think a lifetime of kisses and love is reasonable. But I might cut that to only five thousand, if you're on good behavior." she nuzzled against his neck with a soft chuckle - honestly, she would much rather be distracted by things like this than the cruelty of reality. "Of course I'll be the one to carry out your sentence.."

"Hmmmm but my crime is so serious. Could you possibly cut it down that short?" What if he wanted that lifetime sentence? Especially when Alisa would be the one to carry it out. Rean had zero incentive for a shorter sentence really.

Alisa considered, trying to look oh-so-serious, "Well it's true, it IS a very serious crime... ...Mmmm... normally I wouldn't cooperate with criminals of your caliber buuuuuuuut, I suppose I could change it to a lifetime sentence. And no chance for parole or bail even if you change your mind."

"Change my mind? Never. I am a wholly repenting criminal after all. I need to serve out my dues in full~" Rean chuckled the act starting to make it very very hard to keep a straight face when the sentence was a reward greater than anything he could get in this lifetime or any other.

She on the other hand, was already chuckling softly, nuzzling gently against him, nipping his lip playfully, "Then I'm going to watch you inmate, very closely, and if you ever step out of line i'll add another lifetime onto your lifetime sentence. You'll belong to me in this life time, and the next..and the next, and the next..." she murmured, teasing him with soft kisses with each word.

"I accept my most divine punishment with grace~" After all Rumu did blow his secret wide open about Alisa being his perfect image of a goddess. So he might as well own up to that view point and use it to his advantage as well. Plus it flattered ALisa so really that was all the reason he would truly need.

Hopefully Aidios didn't mind him compoaring her to a goddess - but Alisa was amused and also a little embarrassed that he held her in such high regard. Of course, if she was his Goddess then he had to be her God. They had to match. Though Rean's oh so humble acceptance of his punishment did make Alisa break into soft laughter, which she tried to stifle as best she could. Nuzzling his jaw gently, she gave him a bemused grin, "I love you, Rean~." She chuckled. Only he would go out of his way to make sure she could keep smiling when they were going to be separated.

Surely the goddess would be merciful enough to allow the hopeless lovers to indulge in this little flight of fancy. Not like they were trying to make their own religion or anything like that. Rean was the only one who had to worship his beloved Alisa.

Which was made even easier when she gifted him with such precious words.

"As do I, Alisa. More than I could ever put into words~"

Rean was the only one she wanted to worship her-- well he didn't have to worship her, honestly. But if he wanted to, he was the only one she'd permit it from. Surely Aidios would understand.

As Rean said the words she most wanted to hear, she nuzzled into him - giving a long sigh. "... I really am being selfish now," she admitted, sheepish regret in her tone. "I've been saying we should try to stay awake so we could spend as much time with each other awake as we can... and I'm not even considering that you'll...we'll both be too tired to function when morning comes and..and everything."