Just playing around with Allen's character in this. Does he ever strike you as a more alpha person? Well, with all that uke Allen going around, it's quite the rare concept in the fandom...or maybe I have simply not explored the fandom enough. Either way, I want to make Allen seme to the extreme. Because seme Allen is sexy.

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Rant is over, here's the content!

[Canon Setting]

Warning: Though a T rated fic, this chapter is somewhat M-ish. Language.

Precious Treasure

He grabbed her hand with a vice-like grip.

She turned around, but before she had the chance to properly face him, she found herself being pulled roughly towards him. She crashed into his chest but he did not waver. He wrapped his arms around her, one of them snaked around her waist and the other hand was pressed against her back, pushing her into him.

She looked up to him to complain but he was too fast. Forcefully, he pressed his lips against hers.

And as always, she could do nothing about it. Half of it was because she didn't want to stop him, the other half was that he was far too strong.

It was recently that he has become a lot more forceful with her. His usual polite and distant feel was gone, long gone. There are times when he's just plain violent. She hated it, or so she tells herself. Why would she let anyone dominate her?

But that really doesn't explain her lack of will to stop him.

She sighed through her nose and gave in to his lips. No matter how violent or forceful he is, she can still feel so much warmth and love radiating out of him like the sun. His violence was not menacing, but almost like frustration caused by the inability to express enough love and the excess is overflowing.

She slapped herself mentally. She's going crazy.

He finally pulled away and she glared at him...or she thought she was glaring.

"What the hell!" she half screamed in his face.

He dropped his hands and clasped them, resting them on her hip. He smiled at her in an annoying way.

"What do you take me for? Don't attack me randomly like this! It's not good for my heart!" She lightly pounded at his chest.

"What do I take you for?" he glanced down at her and smiled more. Suddenly, he nuzzled at her hair. Stupid Beansprout, she never allowed him to grow taller than her by this much! "You are my precious treasure!"

She froze. Really, the rate her heart is going at is not healthy.

"Fuck you." She whispered so only he could hear, taking care in adding an extra teaspoon of menace into her words

"I wouldn't mind if you did that to me." he whispered back, getting quite used to her occasional use of interesting language.

"ARGH!" she pushed him on the chest hard in frustration. She never really noticed when it happened, but recently, he's starting to register in her mind as a man. The muscles on his chest rendered her push useless, but he still unclasped his hands and let go of her.

"Pervert!" she screamed at him, flustered. She pivoted on her toes and stormed in the opposite direction angrily.

He scratched his head, and laughed.

Omg, what dafuq did I just write.

You tell me.

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