~Nobody's P.O.V~
"A-Allen, n-no..." Flare says as Allen takes her inside.
"No means yes to me..." He says picking her up and taking her to his room.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Flare shouts as he pins her down, he makes her quiet by kissing her.
"Yes..." He says.
He slips his hand under her tank-top again and squeezes her breasts. He continues kissing her, getting more rough as he demands entrance into her mouth.
"No!" She says trying to push him off, she manages to get him off her and gets up but he grabs her and forces her into his lap. "Allen! Let me go!"
"No.~" He kisses her again, she tries to get away but fails.
He pins her back down and tosses his jacket aside, he starts sliding his shirt up and tosses it as well.
"Allen...." Flare stops trying to get him away and becomes defenseless.
He looks down at her, he finally realizes what he's doing and gets off.
"Babe, I-I-"
"Allen, it's been two years since ve've done anyzhing... Make me feel again..." She says looking at him.
Something must have kicked inside him, because he practically tackles her back down. The two smirk at each other, Allen takes her top off her and tosses it to a forgotten corner.
"Babe, are you hurt?.." He asks looking down at the bandages on her chest.
"No, I don't vant zhe extra attention so I bandage myself down..."
He smiles down at her and plants a kiss on her mouth, he works his hands to her back to unhook her bra but can't find it.
"Sveetie, it's a front hook..."
"Oh, right."
He kisses down her neck and undoes it with his mouth. Looking down at her wrapped up chest he reaches down into her back pocket and takes out her pocket knife. Flare moans slightly as he cuts the bandages off.
"Glorious..." He face-plants into her chest and smirks into her.
"A-Al!" Flare shouts as he bites and licks in the center leaving a bruise.
"Two years and I still remember your soft spot..." Allen says looking into her eyes. "And your eyes are still that gorgeous sunset color."
Flare blushes and looks away from him, her curl turning into a crinkled heart. Allen forces her head back to face him and kisses her passionately.
He tosses the knife to the floor and starts to take her jean-shorts off, followed by her underwear. Flare reaches up and takes his jeans off of him, she notices the tent already made in his boxers and blushes a little bit.
"Well?~" He asks seductively waiting for her to pull them down.
She reaches back up and slowly starts to pull them down revealing his hardened member. She blushes again and looks away.
"You ready, babe?~" He asks placing himself at her entrance.
"Mhm..." She says looking at him.
He rams himself into her as she covers her mouth a muffled scream comes from her as tears stream down her face.
"Babe, don't cry..." Allen says putting their foreheads together as he moves her bang away from her eye. "You're too pretty for tears..."
After a few minutes the pain went away and Flare motioned for him to start moving. He starts slowly going in and out, she can't handle the slowness anymore and forces him to go faster. It suprises him but he catches on and moves faster and faster with each thrust.
The silence in the room soon turned into an erruption of moans and cries for more.
"Harder Al!" Flare shouts feeling him hit her sweet spot.
He smirks and goes as far as to take himself almost all the way out just to slam himself in. Flare's nose bleeds as he slams in as hard as he could.
"S-sorry! I-I j-just-t--" She starts.
"Babe, it's f-fine!"
Flare reaches up and crashes their lips together as she pulls his head down.
"M-hmm-m A-AL!!!!" She shouts out through their kiss as she comes out, Allen comes soon after.
They're both panting extremely hard, Allen's still hovering over her staring into her eyes.
"A-Al...." Flare says looking at him with a hint of fear in her eyes.
"Y-yeah, babe?..."
"D-do you still love m-me?..." Flare looked at him with fear of being turned down clouding her eyes.
Allen couldn't find the words to say, he was taken aback by what she just asked him. Of course he still loved her, but what was he supposed to say?
He leans down and plants a gently kiss on her lips.
"Babe, of course I still love you..." He pauses for a second thinking of something else to say. "Would a round two help you believe me?~"
Flare giggles a little and her curl turns into a heart. "It might help a little...~"
Allen glances over at his alarm clock which reads '12:07 A.M'
"Happy birthday babe..." With that said he crashes their lips back together and they have a round two.
