Voyeurism [3/7]
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May 24 2010, 10:08:36 UTC
Alfred opened his mouth to say more but the kettle was beginning to whistle and she pushes herself to her feet and he looks as if he's about to get up, too, but she holds out a hand that stills him.
"Are you sure? I mean, I could get it, it wouldn't be a big deal," Alfred blinks up at her.
"You're my guest," she smiled. "Or, brother's guest, but still you don't have to get up." she nods again, her tone firm, though her voice was light and delicate, before she moves into the kitchen to grab what she needed. When she came back, she set the cups down but before she could pour him a glass, he held it up to her, lifting his face and smiling up at her and she pauses, noticing just how close they were. If she had moved a bit closer, she could brush her lips across his, or across his forehead, she could touch him.
This thought made a thrill of excitement shoot down her spine.
She could kiss this stranger. He made her want to try this, made her want to test him, to see why Kiku was so interested in him and why she, herself, was just so curious about him as well.
She brushes a hand over his, a shy, intimate sort of gesture as she steadies the cup and pours the tea before smiling gently to him.
"You have really pretty eyes. Has anyone ever told you that?" Alfred asks, a light grin breaking across his face and she flushes, ducking her head and moving back around the table.
"I'm sorry. That wasn't too forward, was it?" he blinks at her when she sits and she just shakes her head, pouring herself some tea and trying to hide the random shakes she was getting, the ones that were coming from her excitement.
No one had ever told her that before.
"You have very pretty eyes yourself, Mr. Foreigner," she informed him, a light teasing tone to her voice and he just grins at her from over the rim of his delicate little tea cup.
"I get that a lot," he laughed, leaning forward, a secretive smile on his lips and she finds herself drawn toward him, leaning forward as well. "Everyone really likes my eyes. I don't know why, they're just the same as everyone else in my nation. Hell, even some other nations have blue eyes, like Toris or Ludwig." he shrugs, as if it were nothing, and took another sip of his tea, still watching her with those blue, blue eyes.
"But your eyes are filled with so much life and energy. They're almost entrancing.." she says softly, blushing and looking away from him, busying herself with taking another drink before more odd comments would tumble from her lips. Alfred just laughs at her compliment, letting another hand run through his hair, and she can't help but notice how strong those hands look and she wonders how it would feel to hold them.
She almost wants to reach out and take it but acting on these random impulses is what always made her get some sort of light scolding. She was too forward, too, sometimes, always doing things that Kiku didn't approve of but sometimes never really stopped, either.
So she sets her tea cup down, leaning over the kotatsu a bit and taking his hand, observing it.
"It's very big," she says, holding his up with hers and spreading his fingers along with hers, feeling her finger tips press into his warm skin.
"You're really small, though," he blinks at her, tilting his head slightly as he watched her studying their hands. He flexes the tops of his fingers before smiling at her when she glances up at him. She just smiles back, mimicking that same secretive smile he had given her earlier and he just smiles that same smile right back.
She still has that urge to kiss those lips.
"Aren't all Asian women?" she teased gently, still studying his face, and she sees the light that dances in his eyes when he laughs, that entrancing light that sucked anyone in. He had those kind of eyes that a person just wanted to look into, that just wanted to so desperately have those eyes staring at them so they can feel that warm glow. That's what he did when he looked at people with those pretty, pretty blue eyes, he made them glow, almost as if he was sharing that glow that always surrounded him.
"Yeah, but it's cute," he laughed, taking her hand carefully and brushing his lips across her knuckles.
"Are you sure? I mean, I could get it, it wouldn't be a big deal," Alfred blinks up at her.
"You're my guest," she smiled. "Or, brother's guest, but still you don't have to get up." she nods again, her tone firm, though her voice was light and delicate, before she moves into the kitchen to grab what she needed. When she came back, she set the cups down but before she could pour him a glass, he held it up to her, lifting his face and smiling up at her and she pauses, noticing just how close they were. If she had moved a bit closer, she could brush her lips across his, or across his forehead, she could touch him.
This thought made a thrill of excitement shoot down her spine.
She could kiss this stranger. He made her want to try this, made her want to test him, to see why Kiku was so interested in him and why she, herself, was just so curious about him as well.
She brushes a hand over his, a shy, intimate sort of gesture as she steadies the cup and pours the tea before smiling gently to him.
"You have really pretty eyes. Has anyone ever told you that?" Alfred asks, a light grin breaking across his face and she flushes, ducking her head and moving back around the table.
"I'm sorry. That wasn't too forward, was it?" he blinks at her when she sits and she just shakes her head, pouring herself some tea and trying to hide the random shakes she was getting, the ones that were coming from her excitement.
No one had ever told her that before.
"You have very pretty eyes yourself, Mr. Foreigner," she informed him, a light teasing tone to her voice and he just grins at her from over the rim of his delicate little tea cup.
"I get that a lot," he laughed, leaning forward, a secretive smile on his lips and she finds herself drawn toward him, leaning forward as well. "Everyone really likes my eyes. I don't know why, they're just the same as everyone else in my nation. Hell, even some other nations have blue eyes, like Toris or Ludwig." he shrugs, as if it were nothing, and took another sip of his tea, still watching her with those blue, blue eyes.
"But your eyes are filled with so much life and energy. They're almost entrancing.." she says softly, blushing and looking away from him, busying herself with taking another drink before more odd comments would tumble from her lips. Alfred just laughs at her compliment, letting another hand run through his hair, and she can't help but notice how strong those hands look and she wonders how it would feel to hold them.
She almost wants to reach out and take it but acting on these random impulses is what always made her get some sort of light scolding. She was too forward, too, sometimes, always doing things that Kiku didn't approve of but sometimes never really stopped, either.
So she sets her tea cup down, leaning over the kotatsu a bit and taking his hand, observing it.
"It's very big," she says, holding his up with hers and spreading his fingers along with hers, feeling her finger tips press into his warm skin.
"You're really small, though," he blinks at her, tilting his head slightly as he watched her studying their hands. He flexes the tops of his fingers before smiling at her when she glances up at him. She just smiles back, mimicking that same secretive smile he had given her earlier and he just smiles that same smile right back.
She still has that urge to kiss those lips.
"Aren't all Asian women?" she teased gently, still studying his face, and she sees the light that dances in his eyes when he laughs, that entrancing light that sucked anyone in. He had those kind of eyes that a person just wanted to look into, that just wanted to so desperately have those eyes staring at them so they can feel that warm glow. That's what he did when he looked at people with those pretty, pretty blue eyes, he made them glow, almost as if he was sharing that glow that always surrounded him.
"Yeah, but it's cute," he laughed, taking her hand carefully and brushing his lips across her knuckles.
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