Charlie separated herself from him slowly, letting her blonde locks fall over his face.
"I'm glad you asked, Al." She admitted as she started to caress his chest.
Alastor felt his cheeks warm from the kiss, and the sudden touch on his chest.
He got up to sit in front of Charlie who was on her knees.
He adjusted his hair, what now? He tried to remember what his parents used to do there.
"So, is this a special place for you?" She adjusted herself sitting over the blanket but facing him.
"I- yes. I wanted to try and... I remember my parents kissing each other here..." He was flustered and Charlie found it quite charming. She giggled.
"I just figured I could try to do the same, if you said yes." He placed his hand behind his neck, rubbing it.
"And what you thought back then? When you saw your parents like this?" Charlie remembered when she was young and saw her parents all lovey-dovey to each other, she couldn't help but wish she could find someone like this...
"I found it 'meh' and kind of disgusting." He chuckled, sliding his hand back to the blanket.
"And... It changes when you grow up, right?" She believed he already had kissed other girls.
"No, I always keep thinking it was meh and disgusting." Alastor chuckled and then adjusted his legs. Charlie could feel a disappointing feeling growing inside her chest. It hurt. "Until I found you and felt willing to try." He looked away a bit, he was still flustered. "I don't know."
"Wait... Is that... The first time you kissed someone?" Charlie raised her eyebrows in surprise and shock.
"Well, yes." He shrugged. He never found it interesting.
"Are you for real?" She tilted her head.
"Why would I lie?" He looked confused at her.
"I - I don't know! It's just... Al..." She got closer to him and placed her hand over his cheek. "You are so handsome, and... I really believe all the girls might have a thing for you."
He felt his warm cheek against her warm touch and frowned for a moment. Even her touches were good and made his heart go faster.
"I know, I just never cared." He knew the girls wanted him, wanted to date him or even try to kiss him. There were plenty of naughty girls trying to do that but he always found it disgusting and never cared.
"Why me then?" She was being too curious for a first kiss, she should just enjoy the moment, but the curiosity got the best of her.
"I don't know, I just wanted to try." He admitted slowly letting his cheek rub against her touch. It was so warm, so good.
"Al..." Her heart was jumping inside her chest and she slowly got closer to him. She kissed him one more time and he widened his eyes. He wasn't expecting it, but this time he slowly and tensely reciprocated.
As they separated again, a loud noise came from the separation of their mouths which made Charlie shiver.
Alastor had no idea what to do now, maybe he should... Talk about the rest of the things?
"Do you want desserts?" He asked and Charlie for a second forgot she wasn't talking to someone from her homeland.
"You better bet I want -." She bit her lip. She was about to pull him closer to kiss him deeply this time when his face went away from her range.
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You'll Never Find Me (Charlastor)
FanfictionNew Orleans - early 1920's - Right after the sunset and the moonlight shines above the city, a radio host crosses paths with a young woman who has just arrived. She seems lost and has no place to stay. The man kindly offers his help. They thought th...