Sizzling, sizzling…
I flip the ribeye steak, the smell of sizzling beef filling the air, tantalizing and rich. The outer crust is perfect—crispy under the brush of my tongs.
Next, I throw in a stick of butter, watching as it melts into a golden pool, the liquid perfection I need. Grabbing a spoon, I begin basting the steak with buttery goodness, watching the golden liquid glisten over the perfectly seared surface. I’m meticulous, making sure every inch gets its fair share.
And just like that, after a few more moments, it’s done.
I carefully place the steak aside to rest, my mouth already watering. But it’s not over yet. Oh no, there’s still the sauce. Using the leftover juices in the pan, I start working on the best steak sauce ever. Fresh berries tumble in with a sizzle, and I deglaze the pan with a splash of red wine.
Szzzt!
The smoke rises, carrying that rich, savory aroma through the air. The wine reduces into a thick, velvety consistency, the perfect finishing touch. I stir it slowly, my mind filled with anticipation.
Finally, the steak has rested long enough. I grab my knife and hover over the juicy slab of meat, my heart beating a little faster as I slice into it, revealing the perfect pink center.
Uwwwoooooohhh!!!
It’s medium-rare, just as it should be. Juices ooze out with every cut, the fat glistening, and the aroma sending my mind to heaven. My stomach growls, but I resist the urge to devour it right away.
She’ll be home any moment now, I just need to wait a little bit more.
And then, as if on cue, the front door creaks open.
I rush out of the kitchen, my heart leaping as soon as I see her. The moment Eris steps inside, the whole room feels warmer, brighter.
“Honey, I’m home,” Eris calls.
“Hihi, welcome home!” I giggle, beaming at her.
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Oh my!
Eris looks incredible—sharp in her tailored black suit and pants, her long, dark hair cascading down her shoulders. Her blue eyes are intense and commanding, and the glasses perched perfectly on her nose add a touch of elegance.
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I help her out of her vest, my fingers brushing the cool fabric, my heart pounding as her scent fills the space between us—fresh, intoxicating, like the night air after a storm. It’s her signature cologne. It’s her smell…
“Hmmm? What’s that smell?” Eris asks and sniffles the air. “Steak?”
“Hihi, yeah! A 24 oz ribeye, medium-rare!” I beam, excitement bubbling in my voice.
“Oooh, I can’t wait!” she says with a mischievous grin.
“Alright, I’ll go finish it—” I start, turning back toward the kitchen, but before I can take another step, she grabs me.
Thud!
My back slams against the wall, her body pressing close to mine. One of her hands is pinning me there, her gaze locking onto mine with a smoldering intensity that takes my breath away. Her eyes are glowing, full of heat, and in an instant, I’m lost in them.
She tilts my chin up with her free hand, forcing me to meet her gaze.
My heart is banging inside my chest, and I can hear the beats thumping inside my ears.
“D-darling, t-the dinner… Aren’t you hungry?” I stammer, my breath catching.
But instead of answering, she leans in, her lips brushing lightly against my ear. The soft nip of her teeth against my cat ear sends a sharp, electric jolt down my spine, making my knees tremble.
Her hand slides under my shirt, fingers trailing up my stomach, brushing lightly against my skin, teasing. Slowly, so slowly, her hand moves up until her fingers find my chest. A gentle rub against my nipple sends fire coursing through me, my breath hitching as my whole body reacts.
“Ahh… Eris…” I gasp, my voice a soft plea.
But she still goes on. Her lips press against my neck, leaving hot, lingering kisses as her other hand tightens its grip on my wrist, pinning it against the wall. I’m trapped beneath her, completely at her mercy, and the intensity of her touch is almost too much to bear.
“D-darling… The food! It’ll get cold!” I protest, but my voice is shaky, hardly convincing.
“Then… let it be cold,” she whispers against my skin, her lips brushing my collarbone as her fingers moving back and forth, teasing the sensitive peak of my breast.
And then, her lips crash against mine.
The kiss is fierce, demanding, her tongue sliding into my mouth with an urgency that sends my heart racing. She devours me, her tongue tangling with mine, teasing, coaxing, as her hand continues its torturous exploration of my body.
Mmmmmhhhh~~~
I moan into her mouth, my body squirming beneath her as pleasure floods every inch of me. Her touch is relentless, pushing me to the edge, and I can’t help but give in, thrashing slightly in her grip as I lose myself in the overwhelming sensation.
MMMMMMMHHHHHH!!!
I gasp for air, but she swallows every sound, her lips never leaving mine, claiming me fully! My whole body trembles, the tension building.
But then, suddenly, something strange cuts through the haze.
“E-Eris?” I manage to mumble, pulling back just enough to catch my breath.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, her brow furrowing in concern.
“D-did you… eat bacon on the way home?”
“Bacon?” She pulls back, confused. “No, why?”
“Because…” I hesitate, feeling silly. “Your lips… they taste like bacon!”
And before I know it, I wake up, my eyes open to a piece of bacon is dangling in front of my face.
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“Hehe! Wakey, wakey! The early cat gets the bacon!” Eris giggles, waving the crispy strip of bacon in front of me.
I nearly groan in frustration. A dream. It was just a dream.
“Ahhhhhh!!!” I bury my face in the pillow, yelling into the soft fabric. “NYAAARRRAAAAAAHHH!”
“Alright, it’s mine then!”
Eris just laughs, popping the bacon into her mouth, completely oblivious.
“Felicia, get ready, I’m going to take you to the Guilds for your ID today.”