Allen Walker (
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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.]
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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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.
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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.
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...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.]
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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.]