Sneaking out of the party

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix chuckled. "Perhaps. But it won't be right now. Things are much too fun right now to make you nervous every time I go to hold your hand," he said. He hadn't had quesadillas since... when had it been? Years, at least. He wasn't exactly a person in much demand for parties, even among the muggle-born and less snobbish children at school who would have food like this at their parties. But now, at least, whenever he had them, he'd remember eating them with Malak, and not sitting quietly to the side of the room with them while everyone talked around him.

[Malak Aarle]

"Well that's nice to know," Malak said smiling before taking another bite of her quesidilla. "I guess I can give you a little reprieve too. Besides, it'll be a lot more fun if you don't know it's coming." Malak said chuckling.

[Phoenix Aster]

"Well... we'll just know when it happens," Phoenix said, grinning. He dipped his quesadilla in the sour cream, then, while Malak was taking a bite, dabbed the sour cream on her nose before taking a bite.

[Malak Aarle]

Malak stuck her tongue out at Phoenix before trying to catch the sour cream with her tongue. It wasn't long enough to reach her nose though. Malak pouted at Phoenix. Then she began to look for something to wipe it off with. "Be careful my prince or I just might tickle you again." Malak teased.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix grinned, then gave her nose a little tweak to clean it off again. "Be careful, my princess, or I may have to kiss you to distract you from such a devious plan," he teased.

[Malak Aarle]

Malak laughed. "You're pretty sure of yoruself love." She took a bit of her quesidilla. "I didn't said that I was going to right now. I said tempt me and I might just." Malak informed him. "Besides, it's not like you won't consider doing the same to me." Malak said taking a big dab of sour cream and throwing it straight into Phoenix's face.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix, who had just been about to take a bite, caught the glob of sour cream just under his eye. He gave his girlfriend an amused glare as he looked around, finally finding a rag to wipe his face off with. "Yes, I am sure of myself," he said, smirking at her. "And I was just saying what I would do to retaliate if you began such a sinister strike against me."

[Malak Aarle]

"Me?" Malak asked looking innocent as an angel. "Sinister? Why would ever say such a thing sweet prince?" She wasn't afraid. Though she probably should have been a little cautious. She was high on life and excitement. She couldn't help it. She was just...she was having more fun with someone who wasn't family than she had ever had.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix grinned, he himself looking comically sinister now. "Because I know you, little princess. And I'm on to your plans." He waited until she'd finished the piece in her hands and swallowed before he continued. "And I've realized that the only hope I have," he said, grabbing her suddenly around the waist and pulling her up against him, "Is to strike first." And with that, he kissed her. He couldn't help it either... this was such a wonderful night, and being with Malak seemed to fill him with a sort of giddy energy that was just bursting to get out. He took that feeling, that wonderful feeling, and did his best to pour it all into the kiss he gave her.

[Malak Aarle]

Malak didn't have time to react when Phoenix caught her about the waist and pulled her to him. She was too busy giggling to fight him too. Then he kissed her. This kiss was a little different than the kiss she usually got from Phoenix. This was a happy kind of kiss. It was ecstatic and eccentric and she loved it.

[Phoenix Aster]

Every inch of Phoenix's body tingled as they kissed. He held her tight, one hand on her back the other running fingers through her hair. He seemed aware of everything at once, the pounding of his heart in his chest, which he couldn't see how she couldn't feel as she pressed against him, the gasps of their breath each time they briefly stopped to breath, and the gentle warmth of her body against him. It was moments like this that he prayed simply would never end.

[Malak Aarle]

Malak and Phoenix had never kissed like this before. This was a special kind of kiss. One of Malak's hands was pressed between them. The other was thrown around his shoulders part of the only thing taht was holding her up. Her knees had given out on her at some point (she couldn't remember when). She did know that she didn't care. She was kissing Phoenix. Nothing else mattered.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix held her more securely, knowing that her legs were no longer supporting her. In truth, his own legs were feeling shaky, but he didn't really care. Nothing mattered... Malak was in his arms, he was kissing her, and everything was right. He couldn't have explained why if he'd been asked, but he knew that it was, with every fiber of his being.

It was when he was considering lifting her onto the counter that the giggle of a house-elf, barely heard over the pounding of his blood in his ears, brought him back to earth. Very reluctantly and very slowly, he broke the kiss. "Have I mentioned lately," he whispered, his lips just barely touching hers, "Exactly how much I love you?"

[Malak Aarle]

Malak barely had the strength to shake her head. "Though I know you love me," she whispered breathlessly. "You love me almost as much as I love you. That's enough for me."

[Phoenix Aster]

"Almost?" he whispered, still short of breath. A smile tugged at his lips. "Love... don't make me try to convince you again, we're scandalizing the house-elves," he teased, his fingers brushing through her hair again.