sliceitwithwind

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Aya AU

The bar brawl was magnificent. It spread from the original bar (Dilan isn't sure which one that was) to three or four others, going in and out of them into something not quite a riot but not exactly not. Dilan got involved in the second bar on the trip, but managed to hold his own until the cops got there.

And he very politely sat down with his hands behind his head waiting for them to get around to him. Someone with that much facial metal (eyebrow, lip, nose), that hair, and that size tends to ping the combatant radar of everyone. Ever.

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"What...eep!" was about all she managed before she no longer in firm contact with the ground. She really, really should have seen this coming. She'd just been expecting just a little bit more warning.

And a lack of skates.

Ummm?

At least he was solid enough that she didn't feel like she was going to fall immediately? Still, she felt a bit more secure sliding an arm across his shoulders. "Ummm. Hi?" she offered once she was settled. "You're nuts, just so you know."

"You've known that since the second I asked you out." Dilan says easily. "Just relax and let yourself be."

"I have been wrong upon occasion." she pointed out He might only have been generally insane. At least 'nuts' was a fun kind of crazy? "Be what?" she countered, though she was, slowly, relaxing into his hold.

It was almost...nice?

"Be a beautiful young woman out on a date with a nice, if slightly insane young man." he says promptly, "Be alive. Be Aya, not Detective Brea. Be happy."

She blinked at him a moment then chuckled softly "Last I checked, I had a pulse." she teased gently. Yes, she knew she wasn't good at being just Aya.

Yes, she knew how obvious it was.

She could focus past that to tease though.

"And actually, I am rather happy. Happier than I've been in a while." she lifted her head just enough to press a kiss to his cheek "Thank you"

"Good." Dilan says firmly, "That's the point. You're very, very welcome."

"Dilan the altruist?" she laughed "Somehow I think there's more to 'the point' than just getting me to have a good time." dating was a many faceting thing she was told. Complicated. Yep.

And yes, even her brain couldn't convince her they weren't 'officially' dating if she was letting him skate around with her in his arms.

"Me having a good time." Dilan says, "Happily I'm the kind of laid back individual who enjoys himself when his date is having a good time."

"Okay, I can accept that." she chuckled. She liked it when the people with her were having fun...and he didn't seem the type to lie.

The bridge was far behind them by that point, and she really couldn't help but ask "How far are you carrying me?" just for information's sake, really! After all, she was inclined to kiss him again, but the rule of 'Don't distract the driver!' seemed very applicable right now.

"Until you ask to get down?" he says after a minute, "I mean, you're light. And soft."

"I think I'm flattered?" she offered. Light and soft not being adjectives she was used to? "I guess when you come to a good stopping point?"

"It's true!" Dilan insists. He does start looking for a flat patch of ground to set her down on, though. Wouldn't want to push it.

"I'll take your word for it." she admitted easily. He'd be in a better position to know? She decided to kill time by tracing a finger over various lines of his throat, as seen from the side.

What else was she suppose to do?

He shivers at the touch and makes another happy kitty sound. She may never get set down if she keeps doing that.

Well, her plan had been to stop for a moment rather than abandon him, so she chuckled softly at the sound. He made such amusing noises! Really startling, soft noises from such a big man but...amusing. Yep, she was going to keep teasing his throat.

They are now spinning in slow circles because. Yum.

...whoa. She couldn't help but giggle because, well, they'd lost directional sensors? Spinning, slowly, in circles seemed a safe enough situation, so she shifted forward enough to kiss his neck softly.

"Prrrp!" Dilan says firmly.

Well, it wasn't a shout of surprise or outrage, though the vibrations felt really funny under her lips...

Well enough. As long as he didn't mind she was going to work her way back up to his lips. It seemed the thing to do.

No, no. He's good. He's really good. Mmmmm. Dilan's lips are very soft against hers and he slowly lowers her, although he doesn't stop kissing.

She actually clung for a moment in sheer reaction, until she figured out he was lowering her on purpose. That she could handle! Here hands slid from his shoulders to cup the back of his head as the kissing continued...and she was on the edge of her skates the moment her feet hit the ground just to make sure it all continued for a few moments.

"You are so beautiful."

She wasn't sure if it was sheer shock or pleasure at the compliment that caused her brain to freeze for a moment. Probably shock given the look on her face. Just...Jesus Christ...

First thing that came to mind?

"Look who's talking"

"A tall hairy man with funny ears."

It is true.

That made her laugh, sinking back down on her skates to just lean against his chest as she caught her breath. "One of the most attractive men I've ever had the pleasure of meeting, much less dating." she corrected.

"I like your ears."

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