Donna
"Oh- my name! Is Levon. However, there are *Numerous* Things, you, **Thalia** Could call me." Levon playfully gave her a smirk while observantly watching her lips. This game she was playing was wonderful. For a human to play an incubus such a song- *Times* Must have changed! Though, the city bumpkin hadn't learned that yet. Levon decided since she had said something about herself he'd do quite the same.

"Oh- and that seems to be true. Add yourself to the list. I think the best meal should be enjoyed along with dessert~" *Levon could tell there was a fair bit of chemistry between them. Each person honest for the other- and lustful for the other. Levon enjoyed that but quite a bit. It wasn't everyday that you get to meet someone with the same energy as *You~*

*Levon tapped the table with his fingers, mindlessly, as he would watch Thalia's eye catching hips take his mind away- as she walked to the back. She surely knew what she was doing. Levon just wondered if she was the same when it came around to sex. Did she like orchestrating a show?- which was it? For some reason Levon could see her being a vanilla girl, but also one that enjoyed being used like a pervert. Thalia seemed to blend all great things together and carry herself along all lines. Not every woman has such *Skill~*
Stanley
"Levon," Echoed the maid, stretching out the syllables with a playful inflection in her tone. "Ooh, I'm *Sure* There are. Care to enlighten me?~"

Truth be told, her experience with the nonhuman was limited, given that the only people privy to the majority of her lived experience had been her grandparents. Only after commencing her employment at the cafe had she come to realize the vastness of the world around her. Though she'd come to a *Bit* Of a rude awakening at the time, nothing fazed nor surprised her anymore.

"The *Best* Meal..." The incubus' words earned him another laugh (not the most daunting feat, all things considered, but one that yielded a pleasant reward). "Well, I just hope you've got a big enough appetite!"

When she returned, it was with a well-stocked tray, the contents of which Thalia placed down methodically before him: as promised, a slice of tiramisu, a fruit tart, and an old-fashioned in an ornate glass. Unannounced, she sat down beside him this time, her plush thigh sandwiching against his. She turned her gaze up to him, a muted smile curving her lips as her eyes wandered the breadth of his features. "...Are you the type that likes dessert first, or is it time for the main course?~"
Donna
Levon patiently waited for her return- however as she went to sit beside him- he blushed. Yet, this blush only made his face seem full of color. And a smile followed. "You want to her some names...? How about sir, mmh... Depending on what type of meal you are..." *Levon brought his left hand to her plump thigh allowing it to rest on her right thigh softly pressing it and trailing his digits along her inner lap. "You could say daddy, master, or... You might *Earn* Another name of mine~" 

"Honestly Thalia- if the main meal is presented along with dessert like this... I prefer to dabble in both~" Levon's thin lips formed a sheepish smile as he brought his right hand up to her chin. Shamelessly he pointed her face towards his (unless she was already looking at him he would've titled her head up to him). Levon would close the gap nearly between their faces allowing her dainty lips to nearly graze his. "Thalia~" *He played with her name using that ia at the end- rolling it along his tongue. "I think I'll need a taste of my main course first" *I tilted his head just enjoy until their lips were pressed against the others. Yet, the incubus doesn't stop there. He eagerly offers his tongue against her pursed lips truly searching for a lovely taste.
Stanley
Though she made a point of holding his gaze, Thalia was all too aware of his roaming hand. His touch sent pinpricks of arousal up her spine, tightening a knot in her stomach that had, unbeknownst to her, been rooted in her core since the first moments of their encounter. The flush staining her cheeks darkened as she fielded his recited list. *Daddy? **Master?*** Not the first time she'd been prompted to refer to someone as such, frankly, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. 

Feeling his hand graze her chin, the maid placidly allowed him to guide her head into place. It was harder to maintain her flirty, carefree attitude when up close like this, especially not when Levon so easily dominated her psyche. The purr of her name nearly made her shiver; before she could rest, though, she was interrupted by the press of his lips to her own. 

Thalia uttered a soft sigh of pleasure, her lips parting to enable his advances without thought. She was soft, warm, pliant under his touch, just like a dessert begging to be devoured. Craning her neck, she used the leverage to kiss him back with just as much eagerness, her tongue twining with his in a messy waltz. Semi-consciously she parted her thighs as well, inviting the incubus' hand to wander further — beneath her skirt he'd find the band of her panties, the fabric of which was already *Slightly* Damp from all his teasing.
Donna
Thalia was in a nice and delicate state- one of excitement and obedience. Levon wasn't entirely sure things would be as smooth as they were, but that didn't stop him from enjoying what she gave him. Selfishly Levon tasted her, savoring the taste of her lipstick, lips, tongue, saliva- all of it. Though- for her end she must've tasted the light alcohol from the beer she'd given him previously. Such a taste and smell would've clearly ran through her head. "Mmh.." Levon softly mewled into the kiss, his *Eyes* Never leaving hers. 

As Levon continued she offered him more, and that incubus simply took with glee. His left hand traveling along her rosy thighs tapping to send little shocks straight to her brain. Under her skirt the hand reached a nice damps spot. Skillfully he found her clit through her panties- keeping that thin fabric from him touching her bare flower. He began rubbing it in soft circular motions. Teasing her into the pleasure, allowing her to *Slowly* Sink into it.

Eventually after a long few minutes Levon would part from her lips leaving a saliva trail between them hanging. "Thalia~ so far this is my favorite meal the cafe offers. But Thalia. Should we eat the beautiful dessert you brought out? Or go *All the way?~*"
Stanley
Her lashes dropped low as she gave into the affection, her energy focused on the twine of their tongues, the intimate seal of their lips and swapping of saliva. The sheer gloss adorning her lips stained Levon's skin, leaving palpable evidence of her presence when they inevitably parted. 

The hand snaking between her thighs made her whine, the soft sound swallowed up in the midst of their kiss. Her thighs splayed apart for him, her hips lifting ever-so slightly off the seat to chase after the tantalizing pressure he lavished upon her clit. Even through the fabric barrier, she was wet and *Needy* To the touch. As if to mirror his movements, she eased a hand into his lap, slender fingers groping at his shaft through the padding of his sweatpants. The maid rubbed her palm enticingly along its length, admiring its size and rigidity. 

She caught shallow breaths when Levon broke the kiss, her face stained red from both arousal and exertion. His alluring words found receptive ears. Her tone somewhat huskier with the force of her desire, Thalia murmured back, "Let's go all the way, *Daddy*." Sitting up on her haunches allowed her to straddle the incubus' lap — her crotch pressed squarely to his, ample breasts sandwiched against his chest. Pressing another kiss to his lips, the maid began grinding her hips into Levon's lap, rutting her barely-clothed core against his bulge.
Donna
Levon saw her eyes had quickly made a decision before her mouth voiced it. His skin- boiling nearly with excitement, her hand and passion had his shaft hardened ready for her. Their skin began to share the same shade of red- and they were definitely sharing her lip gloss. The thought of her lips, *Both pairs,* Around his shaft excited him even more. Her hungry words excited him in a way he couldn't describe- but her actions did so much more.

Levon greedily grabbed at her plump bosom- underneath her skirt. Massaging her ample skin with a rough hunger she was sure to understand. The incubus hadn't even used a bit of magic yet they were both so full of energy. "Mmh~ hhh~" Levon softly moaned into their sloppy kisses as she grinding eagerly against him. He knew what he wanted now. The incubus removed his hands from her curvy figure and slid his sweatpants and underwear down freeing his excitement- allowing it to rest again her soaked panties. With one thin layer of fabric separating them... He couldn't wait. He lifted her up with quickly and skillfully pulling her underwear free. He tossed them to the side in their booth. His crotch pressed against hers... He showed her proper grinding- where his bare shaft would hit her clit with every movement. Though, he dared not to enter just yet~ as their pleasure slowly climbed to a peak~