Allen would never tire of seeing her so unbridled which was why he fully fueled that fire with his words and actions at every turn. Lenalee was at her more radiant when she held nothing back. When she allowed that perfect angel image to crack a little. After all angels are supposed to be purity incarnate whereas goddesses were allowed a few...quirks as it were and considering Lenalee was his goddess, he loved seeing it all. Her radiant self and that selfish streak only he could bring out of her.

So they raced towards that peak anew, names trading between barely touched lips as their bodies met with a furious mix of speed and force that was just barely covered up by the running of the train.