HeavenSundered
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Nov 23, 2013
I'm just putting the finishes touches on the french toast as you walk in, sprinkling on some powdered sugar and delicately arranging some strawberry and banana around the sides of the plates. My face lights up when I hear your voice and I twirl around to face you, giving you a quick once-over with my eyes. Yep, you're still gorgeous as always.
"Not as yummy as you," I respond to your compliment about the food, my smile turning a little more playful as I make my way over to you. You're a bit taller than me to begin with, and the high stool that you're sitting on at the bar means that I've got to get up all the way on my tiptoes to give you a long, slow and passionate kiss.
"Love you," I murmur softly before skipping back to the counter to finish setting up breakfast. I place the plates and utensils on the bar, then bring over the coffee (I've already made yours the way you like it), and finally the syrup if you want any on your french toast.
When it's all ready, I hop up on the stool next to you, but rather than touching my plate, I'm pretty much just staring at you expectantly, waiting for you to taste. I've always tried to impress you, but since yesterday night, that longing inside of me seems to have grown even stronger, so I really hope that you like what I prepared.
"Not as yummy as you," I respond to your compliment about the food, my smile turning a little more playful as I make my way over to you. You're a bit taller than me to begin with, and the high stool that you're sitting on at the bar means that I've got to get up all the way on my tiptoes to give you a long, slow and passionate kiss.
"Love you," I murmur softly before skipping back to the counter to finish setting up breakfast. I place the plates and utensils on the bar, then bring over the coffee (I've already made yours the way you like it), and finally the syrup if you want any on your french toast.
When it's all ready, I hop up on the stool next to you, but rather than touching my plate, I'm pretty much just staring at you expectantly, waiting for you to taste. I've always tried to impress you, but since yesterday night, that longing inside of me seems to have grown even stronger, so I really hope that you like what I prepared.