Kara had not missed the large breasted woman who seemed to be desperately trying to get Hallbjorn's attention. Despite her overly ample breasts, Hallbjorn did seem even remotely interested. That made Kara feel as if she was floating, at least until the woman scoffed at her own breasts. Kara surreptitiously glanced down at her breasts with a slight frown. While they were nowhere as large as the other woman's, they weren't small either. At least not for her petite frame. Curiosity had her wondering if Hallbjorn would find them lacking, but she stuffed that thought away.<br/><br/>Kara grinned when he told her he liked Castiel. She thought he was like an angel, and it was easy to make the comparison. His admission that he liked when she sang while cleaning had her smiling. If her singing was not enough to send him running, then she had hope that nothing would.<br/><br/>When Hallbjorn alluded to those times she'd touched herself, Kara's jaw dropped and her cheeks turned pink. She stood rooted in place as heat built within her. She should have been scandalized, but instead Kara wished he had watched her. Desire furled through her and she looked heavenward to try and corral it, as if she could find control in the clouds that hid the stars.<br/><br/>She brought her attention back to Hallbjorn when she felt she would not incinerate from want. Regardless of the wonderful costumes and even fencing taking place around her, her attention was solely on him. Kara took a deep breath, then caught up to where Hallbjorn was buying some new kind of food she'd never tried. She looked on the Scotch eggs with a bit too much interest as she tried to hide just how much he had affected her.<br/><br/>His voice beckoned her to look up at him, and his words had her heart squeezing again. When Hallbjorn's hand found her own, another thrill stole through her. It was a simple gesture, but considering who it was from, it meant a lot to Kara. His thumb brushing over the back of her hand made the butterflies in her stomach dance wildly.<br/><br/>Kara's voice was a little breathless when she spoke. “I would not have had even a fraction as much fun with anyone else, Hallbjorn. In all honesty, I probably would not have attended at all.” She'd certainly never got up the gumption to attend such events mere hours from  her home. “You make me feel braver.” That was the honest truth. She felt that she could handle anything as long as he was by her side.<br/><br/>As much as she liked it when he simply referred to her as 'female', Kara loved the sound of her name on his lips. She'd never felt half so close to anyone as she did with him. Not even her friends seemed to understand her as he did. When he told her he didn't want her to be embarrassed around him, her cheeks still pinkened. But this time, it was due to his tone. When he was soft with her like this, it made her feel light and happy, and another piece of her heart went to him.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn cupped her cheek, and Kara's tongue darted out to lick her lips. She hoped with everything inside of her that he would kiss her. And then he was. Kara's eyes closed as she groaned softly. It felt like she was falling, and the sensation had her arms wrapped around his shoulders and hanging on tight.<br/><br/>His lips were soft, and Kara found herself brushing her lips along his. Her kiss was sweet and innocent at first as she explored his lips with her own. But it wasn't long enough until she felt braver and more comfortable with Hallbjorn. Then her lips parted, and her tongue traced along the seam of his mouth. Thunder rumbled loud enough to shake the very earth, but she was oblivious to it and to the lightning that danced in the sky above them. Kara could feel that lightning in her veins as she teased and coaxed Hallbjorn with her tongue.<br/><br/>It was only when the sky opened up, and rain became to fall in a deluge that Kara broke the kiss. Her amber eyes glowed as she looked into Hallbjorn's gaze. Around them, people scrambled for cover from the rain. But she did not even think about moving away from Hallbjorn. Even as her hair became soaked and her white tank top was drenched through and through, she held onto him tightly.<br/><br/>“I would like to do more of that, and often.” Kara told him in her soft, sweet voice.