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Quickest way to a man's heart

[Allen has never been particularly known for brashness when it came to relationships. Other odds and ends, sure; but relationships he took nice and slow under the pressure of acting gentlemanly and proper. He's given leeway in recent months and weeks with Aqua here and there with a willingness to publicly display affection in minor ways.

Still, he's hesitant to go further and thus far she's been accommodating to. So when the offer of dinner is made, he's on board drawn in by his stomach and politeness. The way to man's heart is through his stomach as they say and Allen is no different. If anything, it's a short trip given his love of food.

It's her place, him dressed somewhat casual with a limp long sleeve shirt and worn jeans. He's persistent keeping his left arm under wraps to not frighten people, its appearance unusual to say the least for his occupation as an exorcist. The scars about his body aren't as easily seen, but hidden none the less adding the pile of issues he has with getting more intimate.

With a gentle knock on her door, he waits curious and holding a half smile. Come to think of it, he never did ask her was was for dinner.]

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Thank you. It took a while, but everything came out the way I'd hope it would.

[Whatever or where ever Allen decided to eat, it was okay with her. Heck, she would even send him home with leftovers. Tons of leftovers for him to eat for lunch, breakfast and dinner for the next...three weeks or so. But she's not blind, she sees where his eyes roamed to first.]

I think you know where you want to start...

[She gently leads him over to the small area of desserts. She plucks a big, fluffy cream puff and puts it neat his lips.]

Go on, have a bite. We can have desserts first then dinner.

[Allen can imagine it took some time to get this much food prepared to the degree he has to wonder if she had help. The inquiry passes when he's tugged along again toward the desserts. His free hand rises and his head shakes, long white bangs following suit.]

Shouldn't we-

[Oh. Well that's something, the cream puff setting on his lips silencing him and putting his suggestion of eating the other parts first to rest. His mouth opens and takes a majority of it in stride, eating dessert first isn't necessarily unbecoming after all.

He's glad he does to once the taste hits and lighting up his eyes, the strange marking over his left eye jolting along with them.]

That's really good!

[Enough so he's taking the rest of it, chewing, and flushing when he realizes he's eaten right out of her hand. Which isn't that bad and something he sure won't mind doing again. A gentle cough collects him and a smile leads him to taking her hand to seat them. There's a lot to eat, and more to be left over by the looks of it.]

Desserts first, I don't think it'll ruin our appetites too much.

[Aqua didn't know what it was, but there was something very....pleasing to have Allen eat the cream puff from her hand. He continued to eat away at it, enjoying it so much he nearly licked the filling right out of her hand! The bluenette watched on, finding herself panting the more Allen enjoyed himself. She thought he was adorable before, but now he was trying to cover up his fun with a silly forced cough.]

No, I don't think so. It's okay to have some sweets here and there. And....

[She plucked another treat, a chocolate pastry rolled in powdered sugar. It was only a bite sized piece, so she grabbed two more, just in case Allen wanted more to nibble on.]

I think you should try these next.

[She didn't bother to place the treats in his hand. Instead, she brought the first piece of his lips, letting him take it from her. If he'd let her, she'd do the same with the two other bits, seemingly liking how his tongue glided across her skin that sent shivers up her spine.]

[The faintest flush crawls across his face torn between wanting to do that again and apologizing profusely. It's the former that wins thanks to his lack of response in being quite dumbfounded by her appearance and...panting? Had she panted.

Allen swallows hard and bites at the chocolate pastry a bit slower than the last offered dish. It's as amazing as the last, maybe more so with the lingering taste and feeling of her palm about his tongue.]

That was good to...perhaps you should try something to...

[He murmurs shifting his eyes from Aqua to the table and back. His right hand pries a wrap like pastry from the table to offer in turn.]

Here...so we both can...try things.

[His words are stumbling, but he's progressing he likes to think. The pastry is pressed to her lips like she had to him, his mouth slightly open to receive and offering in return.]

[It seems the more Allen eats, the more aroused Aqua becomes. Which is sort of silly to her, considering she's able to keep her feelings to herself and had great control over them. It wasn't the first time Allen turned her on and it certainly wouldn't be the last, yet, there was something about having him eating out of the palm of her hand that made her ache.

When he was done eating out of her hand, she placed her palm on his cheek, thumb grazing over his lower lip.]

You think I should?

[The thought of eating hadn't come across her mind, but since he is offering, why not? Her stomach rumbles a little, telling her she actually does need to eat something. She picks up a chocolate covered eclair, placing it to his lips while she takes a bite of the offered pastry. She can't help but shudder from the sheer sweetness and deliciousness of it. The cream, the flakiness of the dough, it's all so wonderful.

Aqua continued to eat out of Allen's hand, enjoying herself greatly. Without thinking, she picks up a tart for him to eat next. It feels like the more she eats and watches him eat, the more excited she gets.]

Mmm, I don't think, I've ever tasted something so sweet in a such a long time.

[The words spill out in between bites of pastry, locking eyes with Allen as her tongue flicks across his palm.]

May I have another, please?

[His shock at the notion Aqua is getting aroused by this act would have sent him reeling back if he'd known. As things are, Allen doesn't and suspects nothing out of the ordinary minus how they're feeding each other rather intimately. Perhaps far out of ordinary because it's doing its part to fluster him and he wants more.

A shiver strikes his body from the pass at his lower lip. That's very- very outside his traditional comfort zone, but he lets it pass. In fact he's letting a lot of this pass and giving no second thought to what's rattling his brain to make things easier to accept...though her dress, eyes, and table of food does put him off kilter.]

I do, a lot.

[The sweet treats are downed too fast relatively speaking, Allen at a loss when the pastries are gone from her hand and his tongue passing at her palm. She's sweeter than sweets by the taste of it or he's deluded from how much he likes her. Either or, more is not a question when he reaches out for another treat finding something of the normal sort in the form of a brownie tops with frosting.

An ache starts at his stomach to more he chews, licks, and watches her eat. It's unrelated to hunger, least hunger for food. They really ought to stop...but they haven't too far. Not yet. There isn't harm in dipping toes in the water, right?]

Many as you like.

[He smiles, warm and comes closer becoming more aware of they're body heat.]

I do believe it is the sweetest thing I've had in a long time to...very sweet.

[Neither of them are suspecting anything out of the ordinary with the food. They don't realize they're laced with aphrodisiacs and other compounds meant to make their bodies expand and change in different, but pleasurable ways. As it is,Aqua can't see a reason to stop.

She fails to realize how the extra pastries are effecting her body. Just the few things she's had have filled out her form. Her lean form gives way to a fuller one. A girl with curves, filling out her dress more and giving Allen a better view of her cleavage.]

MM, I can think of one thing that's sweeter...

[There's a coy smile as she says those words, offering him another fruit tart to eat from her hand. Whatever he offers, she eats, savoring the sweetness and richness of the food. Her tongue swipes over his palm, pressing a kiss.]

You're much sweeter than anything here.

[The potent cocktail of additives and aphrodisiacs mask any chances physically and mentally from being noticed, the latter doing more to push them into eating more. The faint dust of pink on Allen’s cheeks darkens from word and offered food alike. His eyes drift more often catching sight of Aqua’s potent curves coming to shape.

She’s never been particularly well endowed leaving him to assume it’s how her black dress clings to her body he’s seeing curves. An enduring voice of reason chides him for looking and lingers on her cleavage, gray eyes darting back away and looking back into hers.]

Are you sure about that?

[The fruit based tart goes down smooth, his tongue lapping at her palm longer than it needs when no crumb is left. The loose nature of his sweater like attire hides his slight roundness, one he doesn’t feel building thanks to the distraction offered by Aqua herself and the food she’s giving him.

After swallowing he steps closer again. He feels hot, too hot in his long sleeves. Hands roll up the sleeves exposing his left arm’s unusual color and texture. It’s far more apparent than the odd scar over his left eye, but it’s never been of problem with Aqua.

However the problem of heat and stirring in his loins does bother him. The acting of feeding and being feed shouldn't have that effect on him, but alas it is and his steadfast pious habits are failing him when a soft pant falls after a bite from her hand.]

Because I think you’re the sweetest thing here.

[The scars never bothered the bluenette, they were proof of the fights he's been in and survived. They were warrior wounds and she kissed them whenever she had the chance. Any time he came back to her alive was a reason to celebrate with light touches of affection. Though now, all she wants to do is feed him. Give him one handful of delicious treats after another and sprinkle in some affection. her cheeks turn pink from his endearingly sweet words.]

...You're too kind, Allen.

[Aqua murmured, bridging the distance between them, shuddering from their round bodies coming into contact with one another, and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. What was meant to be a chaste, romantic kiss, began to turn heated. She caught faint crumbs of the tart on his lips. She deepened the kiss, letting her tongue sneak out to catch those tiny bits of heaven and gave his lower lip a long suck. The heat blooming in her body began to increase, washing over her form as she pressed more of herself against him.]

Mmm, Allen...

[The bluenette murmured, pulling back briefly to put a small chocolate covered almond in her mouth. She kept the nut between her teeth and offered it to her beloved that way.]

[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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