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.

He kneeled and went to get the two small containers. One was a creamy cake with chantilly and strawberries. And the other were some cookies.

He was talking about actual desserts. Charlie placed her hand over her cheek ashamed.

'Of course he is talking about it! It's his first time kissing... It means he never did... THE THING right?!' Charlie bit her lip.

"I made a cake for you and cookies for us." He smiled offering her the containers so she could take a look.

"Al, did you make that for me?" Her eyes shone as she looked at the desserts and then at him.

"I know you like sugary things then I figured it has been a long time since I've baked a cake, so why not?" He looked at her and before he could open his lips to talk while placing the containers over the blanket again; Charlie held his face and pulled him closer to kiss him.

Alastor gave a little jump as he wasn't expecting this; almost making the containers fall over the blanket, but he held it firmly and slowly placed them aside.

His heart was racing and his face was blushing. After a while he closed his eyes to 'enjoy it' better, he was still getting used to this.

She slowly came closer to him, touching the back of his neck with her hand and caressing it. She wanted so desperately to deepen the kiss and turn into a french kiss but she knew she would have to be slow. It would be too much for him just now.

He didn't touch her, he had his hands over the blanket and his lips against hers. He unconsciously rubbed them a little bit to feel her delightful lips. They were so warm, so soft, everything was so new for him.

Charlie rubbed her lips against his too, so he could get used to it. But then he broke the kiss in a clumsy way, almost letting his glasses fall down. Which made her giggle. He was adorable.

"I'm glad you liked the cake that much, wait until you taste it!" He was all blushing and smiley.

A not very pure thought came to Charlie's mind, which made her blush and look away for a second, giggling.

"I just... It has been a long long time since I got a nice surprise like that that I don't even remember how it felt until now." She got a strand of her hair to "caress" in a shy way.

"Your ex-fiancé didn't know how to treat you." He rolled his eyes and then got a plastic fork inside the picnic basket. He placed it with the container and handed it to her.

"Bon appétit!" He said with a smile on his face. Charlie noticed his lips were dirty from her rose lipstick. It made her bite her lip. She couldn't believe he finally kissed her.

"Thank you, Al." She took it and tasted a bit of the cake. Just to close her eyes and make a sound with her throat. "This is delicious!" She placed the tip of her fingers over her lips.

"Haha." He laughed adjusting his glasses. "I am happy you think so! As I said, it has been a while and I didn't know how it tastes... I didn't try it." He shrugged .

"Do you want to try it?" She got a slice of it with the fork and lifted it towards him. She was already imagining romantic things, like, giving it to him, and then kissing his lips once more...

"No need to! I will enjoy the cookies." He got one cookie and shook slightly in the air. The cookie was small so he ate it in one bite.

Charlie had to control her thoughts of being closer to him, caress his face, his chest... She just missed being with someone who she truly cared about. It has been almost centuries since she did romantic stuff with Seviathan, or that he was a gentleman with her. Now she could enjoy... But she was afraid to scare Alastor at the same time.

They ate their desserts quietly and now and then looked at each other.

Charlie finished her cake and got onto her knees to walk towards him. She sat by his side and slowly touched his shoulder with her head. This was ok, right?

Alastor at first looked at Charlie, then he had a vague flashback of his parents doing this. His mother used to lay her head over his father's chest or shoulder, and his father used to hug his mother from the side. Give a little snack to her and kiss her forehead at the picnic.

Should he do the same?

He slowly, and nervously touched her waist just to see her reaching.

Charlie smiled more but didn't look at him. He was trying, wasn't he? It made her chest fill with joy.

He grabbed a cookie and brought it closer to her mouth.

"Do you want it?" He whispered. Usually when his father did that, his mother usually got it with her hand, even though it was almost against her mouth. But he didn't expect Charlie to actually bite it from his hand and kiss his fingers.

He blushed and widened his eyes. His heart pacing fast with his confusion of why she did that.

Charlie giggled and looked up at him after swallowing the cookie.

"Thank you." She stretched herself and gave him a kiss on his cheek which made him look back at her right after.

"You are welcome." He smiled.

Charlie stretched once more and gave a kiss on him, which made him widened his eyes again. Even though they just kissed the times Charlie chose to do it always caught him off guard.

"What are your plans for today?" Her hand went to his over her waist while entangling their fingers. He looked at his hand and back at her.

"Hm, maybe we could stay at home, relax and then dance a bit?" He smiled.

"I would love that." She touched his nose with hers and rubbed. Maybe she was going faster than she should, but she was just living her dream to be with him.

As they enjoyed their desserts the sun was getting less warmer and lunch time was approaching.

As Alastor said, they enjoyed each other's company in a very good and cozy way.

They had a meal together and then he posed again for her painting while he was reading a book.

Charlie tried not to kiss him as much as in the park, she knew she was a little too much especially since it was his first time.

But oh, now that she reached that level with him, she so desired to kiss him more. She was even thinking about if she could teach him more, since they were just smooches.

She stopped the painting and placed the brushes inside the water pot. Charlie slowly went to sit on the couch and Alastor lifted his eyes to look at her.

"Hey." She said with a very soft voice, placing her hands over his shoulder and touching them with her chin.

"Hey." He looked at her the best he could and then to the easel. "Tired of painting?" He turned his face to her again and noticed how close she was again, which made him raise his eyebrows.

"A bit, but I was thinking..." Charlie's hand went to his chest, making her index and middle fingers "walk" over his shirt's fabric. "How's the whole experience of-" she stretched a bit to reach his lips and stole a small kiss from him. "This?"

Alastor raised his eyebrows and even though he kissed her back, he backed off a bit by the surprise at first.

"Well, it's different." He said, closing the book over his lap and adjusting his glasses. Charlie caressed his chest more over the fabric and got closer to him again.

"Just different?" She touched his lips again but this time very slowly and rubbed her lips against his.

"Mhphmm" He tried to reply, but Charlie's other hand went to the back of his neck, pulling carefully his short hair there. It made him shiver.

"I can teach you other ways to kiss, if you want to know." She whispered against his lips. Alastor had his eyes closed feeling his heart rushing and echoing inside his chest.

"Mhphmm." He said in a lazy way, he still felt the warmth of her lips even though they weren't touching him anymore.

Was it a yes? Charlie took it as a yes and slowly adjusted herself over the couch.

"Excuse me-" She got up a bit and passed one leg above his leg, twirling her body to face his front.

Each knee of Charlie was on a different side of Alastor's body, straddling him. He looked desperate, panicked and confused.

She was basically above him.

"Dear," he laughed in confusion; the fear in his eyes was visible. "What are you doing?!" He glued his back against the couch's back.

"This way I'm in a better position for me to teach you different ways to kiss." She leaned a bit, placing her hands over his cheeks. "That's okay?"

He just nodded, yet still looked desperate with the new approach.

"So, we have this-" She kissed him, giving him a smooch. "It's a smooch, basic kiss." She bit her lip and he just nodded, still paying attention to what she would do.

"Then, we have a forehead kiss..." She kissed him and he felt less tense, because this wasn't as intense as the first.

"We have the cheek kiss-" she kissed him on the cheek which made him chuckle. "Then..." Her lips slid down to his neck. "Neck kiss." She whispered a bit, placing a gentle kiss over his skin. He glued his back again on the couch, he felt a shiver in the area. "Earlobe kiss-" she whispered, placing a kiss over there. She wanted to bite just to see his reaction, but he already looked tense enough for that.

"And finally a French kiss."

"A French kiss?" He tilted his head a bit. He was still uncomfortable with her above him, and now with the kisses.

"Yes, this one I will go slow." She held his cheek and leaned over him, starting with a peck kiss until she felt he was a little bit more relaxed and then she opened her lips.

As she opened her lips, her tongue touched his lips asking permission to get inside.

As he felt her tongue he backed off. "What was that?" He looked surprised and flustered.

"Oh-" she blushed and giggled. "The French kiss involves tongue... It's a little dance our tongues do together inside our mouths. It's a deeper kiss." She leaned again against him. "I can go slow."

He didn't answer anything, he was blushing hard and pursed his lips.

"Do you... want to try another time?" She asked but hoping he would say now would be fine.

"I-Guess..." He nodded, blinking at her. His heart was jumping inside his chest so much that he thought it would explode.

She understood, she was doing everything very fast, they should enjoy each other more.

"Alright." She leaned and stole another peck from him who just closed his eyes strongly. As he felt it was "just that", he smiled in relief.

Alastor didn't notice but he was holding the couch's fabric in a strong way in his hands. He had no idea why he felt like this, almost like he was insecure and a child again, but it bothered him.

Charlie touched his face and it cut Alastor's train of thoughts.

"Thanks for trying Al." Charlie caressed his face with the tip of her fingers before getting up from his lap.

She adjusted her clothes and Alastor was watching her. The afternoon was approaching and the orange color painted the sky.

She looked by the window with a small smile.

She wanted to dance with him. "How about a dance before dinner?" She looked above her shoulder.

"Of course-" He was still processing what happened just now. Even though Charlie explained to him, she basically licked his mouth. Wasn't it a disgusting action? Why wasn't he disgusted? Just shocked?!

He got up thoughtful and walked to the gramophone. He slowly removed his vest showing off his white shirt and black suspenders better.

Charlie watched the man and bit her lip. He was so handsome to her.

Alastor played a song, a calm and fun song. He walked to the middle of the empty space in front of the machine and called her with his hand.

Alastor probably didn't see much of it, but it made Charlie's heart jump. With a big smile she walked tol him and went to his embrace for the dance.

Something was different, their look for each other was way too intense, and now and then Charlie looked at his lips. It made Alastor look at her lips as well, wondering if kissing was a constant thing or they should stop. He didn't quite understand the concept of it. He remembered his parents, they rarely kissed each other in front of him...

Why was he taking his parents as an example anyways?! It wasn't like he and Charlie had something, right? Charlie on the other hand wanted to kiss him more, she missed feeling it.

Alastor at some point spun her and when she turned to stand in front of him, she placed her hand over his chest and stole a kiss from him.

He widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Charlie unglued their lips for a moment just to look at him, the way she looked at him she was waiting for something from him.

What does she desire?! She wanted more kisses? Just the thought made his heart rush, maybe he should try?!

He slowly closed his eyes and touched her lips with his. Charlie's hands went automatically to his neck, hugging him and gluing more of their bodies.

Alastor felt his neck being pulled down to press their lips even more. He just closed his eyes slowly, and in a clumsy and funny way, placed his hands over her hips and back, not even daring to go down there. Charlie separated their lips making a loud sticky noise which made her shiver.

She raised her eyes and looked at him. He had his lips half opened and his lips were red. She wanted; she bit his lower lip and caught him off guard. He frowned at first but it didn't make him back off. It was actually new. He thought it was going to hurt but it didn't.

Charlie finished the bite with a slow and careful kiss over his lower lip. Alastor felt his heart again acting up and without even noticing he pressed his fingers against her waist gluing more of their bodies. Charlie gave a sweet and charming giggle at Alastor's reaction. His reactions were adorable to her.

Alastor blinked at the girl. What was that? And why every time she got closer to him, he felt the same thing, his heart rushing? Was it a peculiarity of the kiss? He should try, shouldn't he? Alastor leaned closer to her and touched his lips against hers which surprised Charlie, by his previous reaction she didn't think he would try to kiss her. He seemed nervous about it.

Charlie's hands went to his hair, just to give support as if she said 'that's ok, go on' to him without saying a word. Alastor placed his hand over her back to keep her closer to him.

As he was pressing his lips against hers he felt his heart rush, jump against his chest and his lips getting warmer. He almost could feel his heartbeat through his lips. Even if he was wondering why it was happening, he actually enjoyed this feeling. There were rare and specific moments when he felt his heart rush that way so it was new for him.

Charlie was enjoying his attempt. A few minutes ago she tried to teach him different ways to kiss, maybe she should keep encouraging him with those, but without saying, acting… Charlie gave a break to the kiss which made Alastor open his eyes and look confused at her. She bit his lower lip once more, pulling it carefully towards her, just to let it go and touch his lips once more.

Alastor felt his cheeks growing warmer, as he slightly closed his hand against her back and closed his eyes again. The little bit Charlie gave over his lip made Alastor feel his chest warming up and his heart jump once again, a little more than before. As reluctant he was in admitting he was enjoying it, he decided to try for himself. Maybe if HE did that, the feeling would go away, right?

In a clumsy way Alastor tried it out, he broke the kiss and bit her lower lip. At first, he put a little more strength than he should have and Charlie made a painful face which made him almost let it go but Charlie held the back of his head to encourage him to keep going. The way he released her lower lip a little bit made it less painful and more enjoyable. He then pulled it slowly and let it go.

It was his first attempt, it wasn't the best she ever had, but the fact he was trying made Charlie smile bigger than ever. She pressed her lips against him again and held his hair between her fingers.

Alastor shivered, why did he just shiver? And then he reciprocates the kiss before separating their lips once more.

"Did I hurt you?" Alastor kept his nose touching Charlie's.

"No… Actually, a little bit, but it's okay. It was good right after." She smiled and rubbed her nose against his.

"I'm sorry dear, I'm just not use-" Before he could finish his sentence, Charlie stole a quick kiss from him.

"I know, and that's fine for me." She gave another kiss before releasing him and sliding her hand through his arm until she held his hand. She made him spin her. "You can kiss me as much as you want, Al." She said reaching to his other hand and starting to dance again with the music that was in the background.

Alastor's heart jumped once again. He could just do that? Without a warning? Wasn't it rude to do that?

The way Charlie was smiling at him was different, the way her eyes shine was completely different from the other times. It was more charming than ever. He was trying to understand everything that was happening, but his attention went to her dancing and pulling him to dance with her.

He gladly joined, dancing and looking at her. One thing he noticed was that he couldn't get his eyes off her. And even if this bothered him once he noticed, Charlie seemed to not mind at all. She always gave him a big and beautiful smile every time she noticed it.

What was happening to him?

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