Alfred almost whines himself as she pulls away - but he stifles it well enough by turning his attention instead to the (adorable, wow) prostration in apology. He still doesn't look angry, face flushed, panting a little...and as his wits gather slowly about him, he twitches a little smile, brows knitting together in confusion.
The voice that tumbles from his lips is hoarse, low. It catches him a little off-guard, and he pauses, watching her posture. The way she has her back arched, with her rear in the air like that, he can't help but imagine -
Oh, scheize, he needs to pull himself together, this is his GIRLFRIEND, she heard him having THAT DREAM about HER, and instead of being mortified, she was -
His tongue darts briefly over his lips to wet them.
"I...I'm...a little...embarrassed...that you heard me l-like...like that, but...but I...ah...."
His wings twitch and shudder. He's leaning slowly closer, whether he realizes it or not. Instinct is pulling him in, but he won't dare go any further without being told explicitly that it's okay. He loves her. If she isn't ready, he will excuse himself, and that is that.
But....
"Now that I'm...awake...if you want to, I- ah-"
The glow in his eyes pulses again, and he shudders, his voice tumbling out in a tone Distinctly Different from how he normally speaks.
"...We don't have to stop...if you don't want to."
Oh... She's not in trouble. Thank goodness. Still, her heart races in her chest, having yet to catch up with his permission or to acknowledge his own apparent eagerness to pick up where she left off...
"A-ah... Really?"
Luckily, the rest of her is paying close as attention to his words, his body language, that look in his eye. His return to his demon form brought with it a number of new expressions for her to learn, including the ravenous glare fixated on her at this very moment. The first time she'd noticed it was only a few days ago, after they'd spent some ridiculous amount of time with their mouths and (clothed!) bodies pressed together in this same bed... But she thought she was just seeing things then, too. But after that dream of his ... there's no mistaking it, now. He wants her.
And for god knows how long, she's wanted nothing more than to give herself to him. This is it, this was what she was waiting for-- take the chance while it's being offered, right?
It takes a remarkable level of restraint to avoid tackling him right back onto the bed, but she manages to keep her puppy brain under control. The pace of her wagging picks up as she pushes herself upright, careful not to come across too eager... That might be a little much, right?
"I do..!" Wait, no. "Ah, I-- I mean. I don't-- I don't want to stop. I want to--" No, shut up, she has to stop trying to use words and put that mouth to better use.
So instead, Seras will return to him, tossing her arms around his neck and pressing into a deep, hungry kiss, chuckling low in her chest as she moves to straddle his lap. His excitement is still quite obvious, especially pressed against her like this, their bodies cruelly separated by the satin of her shorts. Though, that may be more enjoyment for him than torment... she can hope, anyway.
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Date: 2022-08-10 08:00 am (UTC)"No, Seras - Seras, meine liebe, it's - it's okay, d-don't-"
The voice that tumbles from his lips is hoarse, low. It catches him a little off-guard, and he pauses, watching her posture. The way she has her back arched, with her rear in the air like that, he can't help but imagine -
Oh, scheize, he needs to pull himself together, this is his GIRLFRIEND, she heard him having THAT DREAM about HER, and instead of being mortified, she was -
His tongue darts briefly over his lips to wet them.
"I...I'm...a little...embarrassed...that you heard me l-like...like that, but...but I...ah...."
His wings twitch and shudder. He's leaning slowly closer, whether he realizes it or not. Instinct is pulling him in, but he won't dare go any further without being told explicitly that it's okay. He loves her. If she isn't ready, he will excuse himself, and that is that.
But....
"Now that I'm...awake...if you want to, I- ah-"
The glow in his eyes pulses again, and he shudders, his voice tumbling out in a tone Distinctly Different from how he normally speaks.
"...We don't have to stop...if you don't want to."
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Date: 2022-08-11 06:14 am (UTC)"A-ah... Really?"
Luckily, the rest of her is paying close as attention to his words, his body language, that look in his eye. His return to his demon form brought with it a number of new expressions for her to learn, including the ravenous glare fixated on her at this very moment. The first time she'd noticed it was only a few days ago, after they'd spent some ridiculous amount of time with their mouths and (clothed!) bodies pressed together in this same bed... But she thought she was just seeing things then, too. But after that dream of his ... there's no mistaking it, now. He wants her.
And for god knows how long, she's wanted nothing more than to give herself to him. This is it, this was what she was waiting for-- take the chance while it's being offered, right?
It takes a remarkable level of restraint to avoid tackling him right back onto the bed, but she manages to keep her puppy brain under control. The pace of her wagging picks up as she pushes herself upright, careful not to come across too eager... That might be a little much, right?
"I do..!" Wait, no. "Ah, I-- I mean. I don't-- I don't want to stop. I want to--" No, shut up, she has to stop trying to use words and put that mouth to better use.
So instead, Seras will return to him, tossing her arms around his neck and pressing into a deep, hungry kiss, chuckling low in her chest as she moves to straddle his lap. His excitement is still quite obvious, especially pressed against her like this, their bodies cruelly separated by the satin of her shorts. Though, that may be more enjoyment for him than torment... she can hope, anyway.