[Sob. He looks just slightly mortified by all of this. And a little red himself, though it's probably questionable whether that's embarrassment, or the tea. But he shifts uncomfortably regardless, setting the glass down and just... nodding. What more was there to really say?]
[Yeah, this is just. Awkward all around. She reaches up to run her hand over her hair -- and forgetting that she has so much now, she ends up huffing when it proceeds to get in her face. She settles for twirling it.]
[It's.... probably not a good thing, how easily she adapts to this whole girl-thing.]
[He fidgets again, fingers fiddling with the edges of his cloak, because if he doesn't do that he's not sure what else he might end up doing. At this point his gaze has shifted to the side, and he turns an even more obvious shade of red at that - perhaps because of the embarrassment. Or because he can recall the way Sleeper had sounded before when he'd had the tea, and he could only imagine the kind of sounds she might make now...
L-leaning over his knees just a little, with a very small sound. No. No. Bad train of thought. Very, very bad.]
[khghda d-don't tease him, damn it, self control isn't easy for a vampire! D: Tensing up slightly as she steps closer, can feel that more than he consciously notices it, and he doesn't want to do something either of them will possibly regret.]
B-but that's... [He'd kind of gone into that either expecting it to end quickly, or... not so quickly. But either way, it's not like it wouldn't have been something he hadn't done before. The same definitely couldn't be said for Sleeper, in... any way, really, especially now that he was a girl.
Tilting his head back to look up at her, just a little]
[Well. That's excellent to know. But he frets about these things, you see, and doesn't... actually know she might not.
S-still. He's silent for a moment, just looking up at her - trying to see if there's any... well, not uncertainty, because they both had a tendency to flail, but maybe discomfort at the thought; anything screaming DNW about the situation - and when he's fairly certain there isn't any, he holds a hand out, awkwardly. Come here? >: ]
[None at all. She trusts him. More than trusts him, really.]
[And if there's any sound she's making at all - it's more of a weird sort of thrilled sound. There's anticipation there, too, especially when she brings her hand up and rests her fingertips on his palm and draws closer. Don't mind the anticipatory hitch in her breath.]
[He hooks his fingertips and guides her closer as she moves towards him, though he doesn't move closer himself - it feels like it would be cheating somehow, if she weren't the one coming to him. Like it would be something she didn't want, and he's not really sure of the logic behind that. But it feels that way.
He doesn't mind at all, though. Quite the opposite, in fact~ He's more than happy for it, it's a good sign, one that this isn't just welcomed, it might be wanted in some ways. It takes a lot of the worry off his shoulders.
Allen smiles at her briefly, more confidently, before lifting a hand to her cheek and guiding her into a kiss. Given the situation, it's actually quite gentle.]
[She comes on her own accord, almost on tip-toe, until she's close enough that he could probably feel her flush, but still far away that she isn't exactly touching him - at least until he pulls her in, because she shrank a bit with the tea, and it's hard to keep her balance when she's on tip-toe and trying to return that kiss.]
[Sleeper sucks in another sharp, anticipating breath and presses into it. If he was doubting before, it won't be as easy to doubt now -- there's no mistaking the want. She rests her hands on his hips.]
[It's a little odd, having to lean down for a kiss - he's never really had to before, but he does so now, perhaps leaning closer and just barely pressing back against her in the process. He moves his free arm, snaking it around her waist and settling his hand against the middle of her back.
But that sound... There was none of the notquitechocolate tea in Sleeper's system, Allen knew. Nothing to make Sleeper do something she didn't absolutely want to.
...that meant the want was entirely for him. And damn if that didn't send a thrill through him. Allen presses more firmly into the kiss, licking Sleeper's bottom lip before moving to deepen it.]
[There are two hands on him, now, resting comfortably on his hips. It seems like the right place to put them.]
[She makes a surprised sort of gasp at the feeling of her lip being licked, having not expected it. But she does tip her head back further to let him deepen the kiss, insides reeling pleasantly.]
[Perhaps. She likes this much more as a girl than she thought.]
[It seems right enough to him - though, it's not like he'd really know what's 'right' in a situation like this, either. He just tries to go with the flow. And there's always such a nice flow, who is he to deny it?
Ahh...~ That gasp has his imagination running wild - what else it could sound like, how much louder it could get, the other kinds of noises he could potentially have her making - and he presses closer with the kiss, intent on exploring, trying to see if any changes have been made to her mouth now that she's a girl. As he does so that hand moves from her cheek and drifts down over her side, just far enough away from the skin that she should be able to tell it's there... but there's no actual contact, so he hopefully won't set off her ticklish spots.]
[Softer, probably. Still tastes the same. At any rate, she does suck in a breath, anticipating his hand drifting down her side to tickle - but it doesn't.]
[So she presses closer, standing on tip-toe and practically flush against him. H-he can touch. She wants him to touch. Her fingers curl into his shirt a little to keep him in place.]
[Wouldn't expect her to taste any different, really. ♥ She might feel his lips quirk, smirking just slightly into the kiss, and his fingers drift down to her hip, tracing over it for a moment before slipping up beneath her shirt. Meanwhile, his other hand shifts beneath her shirt as well, fingers sliding up her back.
Careful, though. He's forgetting about the air thing again. Of all things, he's terrible at listening to lungs, even when they start aching.]
[There's a flush sweeping down her back, so she probably feels rather warm - in a good way!]
[And she's not forgetting to breathe; she breaks the kiss to breathe, and her eyes drift to the hollow of his throat. Sleeper would like to kiss it, and yet at the same time that seems rather weird.]
[Fuck it - she sounds a little bit twisted up and embarrassed as she leans forward and plants a kiss on his throat.]
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[It's.... probably not a good thing, how easily she adapts to this whole girl-thing.]
Do you...
Should we...?
[Oh gods, this is embarrassing.]
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L-leaning over his knees just a little, with a very small sound. No. No. Bad train of thought. Very, very bad.]
It's... It's okay, I can probably find someone...
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I don't... I don't mind. [....] I o-owe you one, you know.
[Small smile?]
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B-but that's... [He'd kind of gone into that either expecting it to end quickly, or... not so quickly. But either way, it's not like it wouldn't have been something he hadn't done before. The same definitely couldn't be said for Sleeper, in... any way, really, especially now that he was a girl.
Tilting his head back to look up at her, just a little]
...A-are you sure you wouldn't..?
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... what? [She tilts her head too, looking back at him and trying to appear as nonchalant as possible.]
I-I'm sure.
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S-still. He's silent for a moment, just looking up at her - trying to see if there's any... well, not uncertainty, because they both had a tendency to flail, but maybe discomfort at the thought; anything screaming DNW about the situation - and when he's fairly certain there isn't any, he holds a hand out, awkwardly. Come here? >: ]
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[And if there's any sound she's making at all - it's more of a weird sort of thrilled sound. There's anticipation there, too, especially when she brings her hand up and rests her fingertips on his palm and draws closer. Don't mind the anticipatory hitch in her breath.]
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He doesn't mind at all, though. Quite the opposite, in fact~ He's more than happy for it, it's a good sign, one that this isn't just welcomed, it might be wanted in some ways. It takes a lot of the worry off his shoulders.
Allen smiles at her briefly, more confidently, before lifting a hand to her cheek and guiding her into a kiss. Given the situation, it's actually quite gentle.]
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[Sleeper sucks in another sharp, anticipating breath and presses into it. If he was doubting before, it won't be as easy to doubt now -- there's no mistaking the want. She rests her hands on his hips.]
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But that sound... There was none of the notquitechocolate tea in Sleeper's system, Allen knew. Nothing to make Sleeper do something she didn't absolutely want to.
...that meant the want was entirely for him. And damn if that didn't send a thrill through him. Allen presses more firmly into the kiss, licking Sleeper's bottom lip before moving to deepen it.]
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[She makes a surprised sort of gasp at the feeling of her lip being licked, having not expected it. But she does tip her head back further to let him deepen the kiss, insides reeling pleasantly.]
[Perhaps. She likes this much more as a girl than she thought.]
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Ahh...~ That gasp has his imagination running wild - what else it could sound like, how much louder it could get, the other kinds of noises he could potentially have her making - and he presses closer with the kiss, intent on exploring, trying to see if any changes have been made to her mouth now that she's a girl. As he does so that hand moves from her cheek and drifts down over her side, just far enough away from the skin that she should be able to tell it's there... but there's no actual contact, so he hopefully won't set off her ticklish spots.]
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[So she presses closer, standing on tip-toe and practically flush against him. H-he can touch. She wants him to touch. Her fingers curl into his shirt a little to keep him in place.]
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Careful, though. He's forgetting about the air thing again. Of all things, he's terrible at listening to lungs, even when they start aching.]
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[And she's not forgetting to breathe; she breaks the kiss to breathe, and her eyes drift to the hollow of his throat. Sleeper would like to kiss it, and yet at the same time that seems rather weird.]
[Fuck it - she sounds a little bit twisted up and embarrassed as she leans forward and plants a kiss on his throat.]
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