[He's not thinking clearly, though he's thinking and Allen is very aware he's thinking. Thinking on things like why he's sudden looser and accepting the closeness of their bodies without a degree of caution. The continual granting of treats tugs his attention away as does the usual sensation of her body against his.
Aqua's somewhat pudgy body. His blinks of surprise are cut short, lips caught with hers and heat stemming from there tot he rest of him. Oh, that was most certainly a tongue there and the bits of missed frosting he bets aren't what she was aiming for.]
It's well deserved kindness...
[It's as much he can utter finding his hands hovering dangerously close to her hips. Good as the food is, the build warmth has him dropping it in favor of having her and he's- he's actually very okay with this.
Allen takes the chocolate covered almond, teeth sinking in to snap it in half and to have his lips taking her's. It's his turn to slide his tongue across her lips picking stray bits of sweetness. Need for breath breaks him away with tiny pants and hands hesitantly falling on her hips. Her rather shapely hips.]
I don't...remember you being this...curvy...I like it, a lot.
[Which is nothing to say of his own belly bump lost under his sweater and fullness lost in the warmth of his loins.]
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Aqua's somewhat pudgy body. His blinks of surprise are cut short, lips caught with hers and heat stemming from there tot he rest of him. Oh, that was most certainly a tongue there and the bits of missed frosting he bets aren't what she was aiming for.]
It's well deserved kindness...
[It's as much he can utter finding his hands hovering dangerously close to her hips. Good as the food is, the build warmth has him dropping it in favor of having her and he's- he's actually very okay with this.
Allen takes the chocolate covered almond, teeth sinking in to snap it in half and to have his lips taking her's. It's his turn to slide his tongue across her lips picking stray bits of sweetness. Need for breath breaks him away with tiny pants and hands hesitantly falling on her hips. Her rather shapely hips.]
I don't...remember you being this...curvy...I like it, a lot.
[Which is nothing to say of his own belly bump lost under his sweater and fullness lost in the warmth of his loins.]