The Special Reaper

"Blueberry, huh?" She sipped on the tea, not wanting it to go to waste. She frowned a bit. "Sorry for worrying you."

"…It is alright." He said, before sitting down beside her on the seat.

She stared firmly at her cup. "You know..." She could feel the blush coming back with a vengeance. "You're a really god kisser..."

She shifted up, taking the tea. “Thanks… Uhm, I’m not sick… or anything… So… don’t worry too much,” She sipped on the drink. “Um… what flavor is this?”

"Glad to hear that…and it is blueberry." Lev answered, giving her a soft smile.

"Blueberry, huh?" She sipped on the tea, not wanting it to go to waste. She frowned a bit. "Sorry for worrying you."

She shifted on the couch, looking around and fairly certain that she was still blushing. She said a quiet thanks before covering her face with her hands. doing a whole inner monologue about how she should get out as soon as possible.

Lev went to make the tea, a rarity for him to make it himself. He carried the set into her after some time, looking at her. “George..this will help.”

She shifted up, taking the tea. "Thanks... Uhm, I'm not sick... or anything... So... don't worry too much," She sipped on the drink. "Um... what flavor is this?"

"Hhhhhh" She let out a soft breathy moan. "I need to lay down." This was bad, she hadn’t felt like that from a kiss since… a long time.

Lev nodded and picked her up, carrying her bridal style to the long couch. He set her down upon it, resting her head on the pillow. “Here..I will get you some tea.”

She shifted on the couch, looking around and fairly certain that she was still blushing. She said a quiet thanks before covering her face with her hands. doing a whole inner monologue about how she should get out as soon as possible.

Lev blinked as he felt her flop into her, half afraid she had fainted. He felt her forehead, finding the warmth in her skin. “My poor George…do you need to sit down?”

"Hhhhhh" She let out a soft breathy moan. "I need to lay down." This was bad, she hadn't felt like that from a kiss since... a long time.

She was certain she was blushing now, and his hand made it impossible to hide. “I was… more talking about the cute thing…” She at least continued to avoid anymore contact by trying to look anywhere but his eyes, she was becoming far to bashful for her own liking.

Lev didn’t falter, stepping close to her and bringing her face close to his own. His lips, soft and pale pink moved to brush against her own. “You…only become increasingly cuter as I get to know you more.”

She looked down and away, a blush threatening to appear on her cheeks. “‘S that so? I never really thought that about myself…”

"I am not saying that I do not like it…I am saying it simply is." He smiled at her, cupping her chin softly.

She was certain she was blushing now, and his hand made it impossible to hide. "I was... more talking about the cute thing..." She at least continued to avoid anymore contact by trying to look anywhere but his eyes, she was becoming far to bashful for her own liking.

"You’re welcome." She returned the smile with her own semi-awkward touch.

"You are the same you know." He said after a minute, leaning in close to her. "Sad…and cute. So much pain is hidden behind those light eyes. I want to take that pain away."

She looked down and away, a blush threatening to appear on her cheeks. "'S that so? I never really thought that about myself..."

"Well, not exactly like a kicked puppy… just… Really sad… and cute…"

"…Well thank you." Lev smiled at her.

"You're welcome." She returned the smile with her own semi-awkward touch.

She reached up, messing with his hair. “Y’know… I wish you weren’t so lonely. You tend to look like a kicked puppy and that’s just… That’s not OK.”

Lev blinked and touched a finger to his own cheek, tapping it. “…A kicked puppy? Truly?”

"Well, not exactly like a kicked puppy... just... Really sad... and cute..."

A small sigh, “You really are lonely down here, aren’t you?”

"Yes…much of the time."

She reached up, messing with his hair. "Y'know... I wish you weren't so lonely. You tend to look like a kicked puppy and that's just... That's not OK."