This time around, it wasn't intentional - she swore it was't. Of course, seeing such obvious desire in his eyes nearly made her smirk - however, she was intent on keeping her intentions pure....Well, somewhat at least. Admittedly, she did find some sort of amusement in making the professor realize that he certainly did have a need - but, her intentions were...pure. That still didn't erase the slight embarrassment she felt when she realized she was feeding him, or when he actually took said food though. Was this the stupid stuff couples really did? And enjoyed? It felt so...weird. Silly. Stupid.

But...nice?

When the man had suddenly repeated the gesture towards her, the brunette simply stared for a moment in a way that definitely said 'no' - in fact, it might've even said 'hell no'. But then, a gentle hand brushed against her cheeks, lightly whisking away the few strands of hair that rested in front of her eyes as a palm would gently graze her cheeks. To any other who dared to touch her, they'd get cursed out - likely assaulted. And yet, on the complete opposite, the tiny gestures from the man was more than enough to make her stomach twist with the most pleasant of feelings and her tense body relax. Coupled with his convincing words...tch, fine.

With an obvious tint to her cheeks, she'd lean forward, letting the fork slide between her lips to where she'd delicately pull the sweet-flavored bite of pancake off. As she slowly chewed and swallowed, she couldn't help but let out a soft little, 'm-mmh~'. It was...a lot tastier than she'd expected it to be. In fact, it was probably one of the best pancakes she'd tasted.

Faintly, she couldn't help but wonder...could Azad cook? Would he cook for her if she asked? The thought made her smile funnily enough...Perhaps she'd ask him later. Either way, the woman would partially nestle up against him now, as though she'd finally come around and briefly set aside her pride. "More," the simple command left her lips, which had twisted upwards in the makings of a small, playful smile.

"I'm gonna end up wearing more of your stuff," she'd also, mischievously, state, "they're warm. And comfy. 'Sides, since we're dating now...I dunno if I told you, but, you're mine. Which also includes your stuff." She'd casually state this whilst eagerly awaiting another piece of pancake.

Notice how she had 'casually' forgotten to offer him anymore of it.

This...pancake was too good to share.

Fuck.

It wasn't supposed to end up like this. Again.

"I'm not." She'd immediately protest in her defense - all she wanted was to eat a pancake. Their positions grew closer to where they could both feel the intense flutter of each other's heart to the fiery, deeper emotions each held within their unyielding gaze. It was happening again, and so Arcues help her, she wasn't sure if she had the willpower to stop herself this time.

Another bite of their deliciously sweet breakfast, and she was caught completely off guard by the sudden kiss they shared - if one could even call it that. She could feel her cheeks grow warm as his tongue pressed to her lips, tasting the lingering sweetness that was left on them...and then having the nerve to bite down onto it. It made a sudden jerk of pleasure swim through her as she let out a sharp breath once the man had moved away, a dangerous desire swimming in her eyes as she struggled not to just...forget about the pancakes then and there.

"Selfish? Only with things I like." She'd taunt, letting her tongue slowly lick the corner of her lips as she stared at him, "I'm starting to want other things than this," she'd glance down at the sweet delight that rested on their laps. The statement was painfully bold - yet, just as flirty as she'd lean forward, their lips grazing against each other in the beginnings of another kiss, had she not suddenly began to nip along his lips - returning the favor from earlier.

However, her sensual motions would slow as she'd pause, a slight frown coming to her lips as she seemed to be considering things over - slowly but surely trying to reel her mind back in. 'Just let it happen,' her mind was just as frustrated as she was. Had this been the past, oh boy - they'd have done it several times by now. But...thankfully, it wasn't. Which meant she needed to...relax. Calm herself down. Think. Take into consideration of what he'd said earlier, and ignore that furiously beating heart of hers and alluring thoughts.

"No." 'God dammit.' She'd pull herself back some, letting out a sharp, slightly irritated, breath. "Not yet."

Maybe soon.

But, not now.

She at least wanted to enjoy her pancake while it was still hot. "You're doing this on purpose. Fuckin' jerk." She'd soon complain, snatching the fork from his grasp in favor of beginning to feed herself - likely to distract herself.

Pouting slightly and looking grumpy as per usual, the female trainer finished up her pancakes - occasionally sharing a few bites with the man that'd pulled her into a warm embrace. Whenever he'd steal a bite, she'd glower at him - and once even threatened to 'stab him in the tongue', the next time he did so. Of course, he would, and of course, she'd only glower at him again in response. Lo and behold, the only man who could ever make her, Vivian Valestein, back down from her outrageous, aggressive tendencies. How lucky he was, no?

The warm, sensual closeness of their bodies made her nearly melt in his grasp, as she was pulled further into him once they had finished up breakfast. And, for once, she didn't mind at all being held in the man's grasp. She'd only nestle further into him, eyes partially closed as she enjoyed the brief moment of cuddling, fixated on his gentle breaths and the steady thrum of his heartbeat. It was sappy - incredibly so. It was the same sort of things that she once scoffed at, and yet, she didn't dare want to forget nor leave this moment of peace. She wouldn't stir much at his touches, aside from a fine shudder down her lithe form once or twice, but, she was otherwise completely relaxed - a rare thing for her, and something Azad seemed to so easily reward her with.

A violet eye craned open when he began to speak, albeit lazily, but, as she began to realize the severity of what it was he was speaking, she slowly roused herself more and more awake. For a moment, that content look of hers dropped in place of a slight frown when she realized just what it was he was talking about. An organization? Team Virus? Him - one of the leaders of it? It was a lot to wrap her head around, and for a moment, the girl shook her head, as though frustrated. Each gentle touch of a hand whisking against her bare skin pulled her back to reality, but more importantly, reminded her that he was still there. Fingertips brushed against the plush skin of her thighs - he'd likely feel the occasionally sleek, different texture of a scar - Arceus knows her body was ruined with them.

"Azad..." She was upset. Any other might mistake it for anger - given most only believed that was the only emotion she was capable of displaying. But, there was a somber glimmer in her violet eyes as she began to think everything over and truly digest what it was he was saying. And she wasn't...she wasn't sure how to feel about it. He was risking his life fr this organization - that was apparent enough, and it was more than enough to warrant her concern. He was doing this for the good of all, likely in pursuit of justice that he believed the League couldn't offer. He was doing this because he was...'A good person.'

She both despised and loved that about him.

Tch...He was distraught by the thought of losing her but..."You selfish asshole...what about me? What if you never come back?" The oddly scornful words left her lips before she could stop herself.

"I don't really care about all that sort of stuff." Her words were a bit blunt - perhaps icier than she'd wanted them to be. "I'm not the 'hero' sort of type- you don't have to pretend to be either. How can someone call themselves a trainer if they can't protect the very thing those virus idiots want to mess up? Why should we have to risk our lives for people who still fawn all over the league?"

Despite her blunt word choice, her tone itself had taken on a much softer, questioning one. It was clear she was torn - unsure what she wanted or what needed to be done. Had Azad asked her this when they first met, she'd have laughed in his face - nothing would deter her from her goal, from her dream. Why the hell should she care for a bunch of others anyway? But, here she was, the usually confident girl looking highly unsure - conflicted, even.

Despite this, it only took her a matter of a moments to make up her mind - and it was clear she wasn't changing it. "This is your goal, right?" She quietly asked - more so to herself than anything. She couldn't help but think back towards what'd taken place earlier - the encouraging words of belief and sincerity the man had shared with her. Just like he would ensure her goal would come through, she'd do the same for him in the only way she knew how. She wasn't good with her words - she wasn't smart with science related stuff, and she damn sure wasn't interested in it. But, she could punch...hard. And if this was as dangerous as it sounded...

"I'll protect you. You and your ideals. If that means working in this organization, then...Even the league won't be able to stop me." It felt weird - fighting for someone else other than herself. She was selfish - it was a principle she lived by, and it was a principle that had helped her live. Hell - she could barely recognize herself in comparison to how she used to be - which was thanks to Azad and the few others that had managed to worm their way into her life...They were promptly fucking over the ideas she'd accepted as truths. Could she really attain the strength she desired from whatever path it was these changes were leading her down?

She let out a soft sigh, an exasperated smile coming to her lips, her heart squeezing painfully in her chest at the thought of her ever actually...dying - of someone caring enough if she did. It was such a weird, foreign feeling - someone being concerned for her safety. Perhaps this was a reasons she was so reckless? She had no attachments to truly anchor her down into caring...but now...

"I don't plan on leaving your side anytime soon. So, shut up saying stupid shit like that." It wasn't exactly a promise - she couldn't bring herself to make a promise, she...had a habit of breaking them. And with the life she lead...She couldn't guarantee anything. But, she swore she'd try. If just for him, she'd try. "Idiot." She'd shift her position so she was facing him. One hand would slide atop his own, moving it to rest just above her chest, right where her heart was, so he could feel her heartbeat. Eyes boring into his own, she gave him her typical, cocky smirk - even if it seemed a bit weaker than usual.

"I'll...be strong for the both of us. Just trust me - tell me who I need to fight. If it means I can help you, then...I..."