JP pushes back the hair off of my cheek, and I feel his lips against my ear as he whispers, “Are you sure you’re not peeking?”
Electricity shoots down my spine, pebbling my nipples and causing goosebumps to rise along my skin. “Yeah.” My voice comes out shaky as I nod slightly, keeping my eyes closed. The anticipation of what’s going to happen causes my breath to hitch as my heart picks up speed, and it isn’t as unwelcome a feeling as I would have expected two minutes ago.
Shit. Is he going to kiss me? Do I want him to kiss me? Of course, I do, but wait…is it too soon? Am I ready to take that step? God, why won’t he just do it already and save me from this torture?
I jump a little as I feel his lips grace my other ear and he says, “I’m not going to kiss you, Rez. Not until you’re ready. But when you are, you better believe there will be no question of who owns you.”
My eyes shoot open at his confession, and I see the truth shining in his eyes.
“You’re peeking,” he teases. “Close your eyes, or else I’m going to call you a cheater.”
Blowing out a frustrated breath, I close my eyes and try to get my body to behave. JP leads me out of the room by both hands as I take tentative steps, afraid I’ll trip over something even though I know we keep this place spotless. He lets go of my hands, and I feel him move next to me. “Okay, you can open them.”
Obeying, my jaw drops as I take in the sight before me. JP moved all the furniture out of the sunken living room and covered every inch of the floor with blankets and pillows. In the middle is a low table filled with covered plates and a few teacup candles. A soft yellowish glow surrounds us, and I look up to find twinkling fairy lights floating in the air around the living room area. To top off the atmosphere, soft classical music is playing in the background along with a low, burning glow from the fireplace.
“Oh my God, JP! This is gorgeous,” I say in a whisper. “What’s the occasion?” I ask in awe. I feel like I’m in a fairytale with the effort he put in this.And he did this for me?
JP’s thumb gently turns my head back to him as he answers. “No special occasion. I just wanted to create something unforgettable for you.”
I barely feel the telltale stinging behind my eyes before JP reaches up and wipes the tears from my cheeks.
“Thank you,” I manage to choke out.
He gives me a small smile before pulling me in for a brief hug.
“Come on.” Taking my hand, he pulls me down so we are facing the fire and the table is at our backs.
“So what’s for dinner?” I tease him as I get comfortable.
Holding out one of the dishes in front of me, he removes the cloche I didn’t even know we had with a flourish. “Voila. Dinner is served.”
A laugh bursts out of me as I take in the food in front of me.
“Only the best for you.” JP grins and lays down the pigs in a blanket, but instead of the normal looking ones, there’s a white substance at the end.What the hell is that?
Picking up my thoughts, JP answers, “That’s cum.”
“What?!” I shriek as my eyes bug out of my skull. “I mean, it’s not like I haven’t swallowed my share of it in my life, but it’s not something I’d use as an ingredient.”
“Ha ha. C.U.M. Creamed umami and mushrooms. You’ll just have to trust that process.” He laughs while I’m blown away.
“There is no way in hell that is a type of food. I mean, I’ve heard of mushrooms, but what in the world is umami?” I ask as I pick up one of the creamy hotdogs and give it a questioning look.
“Oh, ma chérie, the things you need to learn. Umami, in the human world is more like a balanced taste or a sensation of fullness with complexity. Here? It’s actually a type of food that I can prepare, and it’s a delicacy.” He picks up one of his own. “See?”
His tongue runs over the white creamy substance before he takes a bite and the erotic sound of his moan goes straight to my clit. Only JP can make eating a CUM-covered hotdog erotic. Rolling my eyes, I tentatively stick out my tongue to taste the cum. It’s actually delicious, and I find myself giggling like a schoolgirl.
“What’s so funny?” he questions before he takes another bite.
“I thought the cum would be salty,” I deadpan, and JP spits out his hotdog, causing it to roll into the fireplace where it pops and sparks.
I burst into obnoxious laughter as JP’s eyes go wide.
“You’re supposed to swallow, you know,” I choke out between gasping breaths and drop my food back onto the plate. Soon enough JP joins me, laughing as we roll around on the ground.
Catching our breath, I sit up and reach for another covered plate. “What else did you prepare? Some semen cookies?” I giggle at my own joke as JP helps uncover the rest of the food.
Nachos, Peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, and Shish kebabs are what we uncover, and they’re all perfect with their newly sophisticated pazzaz. After we’ve had our fill of the delicious finger foods, JP hands me a roasting stick out of nowhere and a bag of gooeyness.This is perfect.I lean into JP, and he wraps his arms around me as we roast marshmallows under our magical fairy lights.
