The Sun and The Moon AMBW Pt: 01 Flavor

Hiro woke up that morning to the scent of something unfamiliar but amazing wafting from his kitchen. He groggily moved to throw the comforter off his body and got out of his bed. He ran his fingers through his long tresses as he tried his best to shake the sleep off. 

On his way out, he kicked a few articles of clothing littering the floor away and padded down his narrow corridor that led to a crystal spiral staircase. His mind moved on autopilot and he simply followed the amazing scent that promised good food to come. His stomach growled in response and he mentally assured it that he would be sure to stuff his face definitely.

Downstairs he found a scene before him that swelled his chest with pride. Clad in nothing but his blue button up which was too big for her slender frame, a mane of dark brown and honey shot curls were pent up in the sloppiest of buns whilst a gentle hum flowed through the kitchen. Her voice mingled with the beautiful smells and created a welcoming atmosphere he wanted to wrap himself in. He approached her and slid his hands around the curve of her waist, not moving when she released a shocked gasp before relaxing into his hold. 

"Morning," Hiro groaned. He placed his chin atop her head and breathed in her heavenly scent. 

"Good morning," his companion squeaked back shyly. He looked down at the food sizzling in his pristine cookware. He raised a brow; he never thought he would see the day when his pots were being used for more than just decoration. When he tried to reach out and take a piece of sausage that was straining, he received a quick slap on the knuckles.

"Fuck," He hissed and glared down at his offender. He was met with surprised sharp brown eyes and a dainty hand covering lips that not even hours ago, had just been eliciting sounds of pleasure and bliss. 

"I'm sorry," she quickly apologized. "It's a natural instinct..." She bit her bottom lip and Hiro couldn't tear his eyes away from the faint blush fanning her cheeks. How could he stay mad at her when she was this beautiful? But he will have to make her pay....later.

"Hm," he simply said before taking the sausage and satisfying his stomach for the moment. The young woman was still on edge as his icy stare softened ever so slightly while he sedated his hunger on sausage patties. He bit into a spicy patty before turning his stare towards her and she felt her ears heat up under his intense scrutiny. After polishing off three patties, Hiro groaned in satisfaction and moved a hand from her hips to trail up her abdomen.

"You're an amazing cook." He commented. "I wouldn't mind eating your cooking forever."

"Thank you," She responded shyly with a tender smile playing on her lips and a blush deepening her cheeks. She felt his hold on her shift and his hand traveled farther up to her breast where he slipped his cool fingers inside the shirt and began fondling her. Her grip on her cooking utensil tightened as she relaxed against his chest and allowed him to pepper kisses down her neck. She felt something firm pressed against her lower back and raised brows. Was he naked behind her? She didn't have enough time to get an answer when she groaned in response to his lips tickling the sensitive skin of her neck she almost forgot that the eggs were burning but before she could fully break out of her trance, he whispered in her ear. 

"Or I could just eat you. I would much prefer tasting you, Lucy. Tell me, what flavor are you?" She nearly melted into at the way her name rolled off his naughty tongue. 

"Oh lord," Lucy croaked. Hiro found amusement in the way she hastily finished cooking the eggs and turned off the eye with shaky hands. He felt pride in the fact she had gotten easily flustered from his simple touches and contemplated taking the woman back up to his bedroom to finish what he was trying to restart.

Lucy turned in his embrace and got an eyeful of his appearance and his lack thereof clothing to shield his nudity. She raised her brows again and wondered why he was so unperturbed with the fact he was standing stark-ass naked in his kitchen with his hair tousled on his head and sleep still lingering in his eyes with a woman that was virtually a stranger to him. He moved past her to grab a bowl from a cabinet. She had half a mind to tell him to either go back to sleep or put some clothes on, but she had no place.

She was neither his girlfriend nor his friend.

She wasn't even formally acquainted with him. 

Lucy had met Hiro the night previous and she ended up going to bed with him. As bad as it sounded Lucy didn't really regret her one night of passion. It seemed to not really affect Hiro either, as he was not kicking her out, but coaxing her to cook and screw him in the same breath. She was shocked he even remembered her name! He seemed extremely exclusive and didn't really interact with women of her class. Perhaps after the spell over them breaks, he will see her for the commoner she truly was and would refuse to sully himself with the likes of her. 

Somehow that soured her mood and as if he could detect it, Hiro glanced down at Lucy with a questioning gaze whilst munching away on a soupy, but thick substance he vaguely knew as cheese-grits. 

"Is there something wrong, Lucy?" His steely gaze locked her in place with little option of dodging his question. 

"Oh, it's nothing. Just thinking too hard." She turned around and leaned against a table opposite of him. "How's the food?"

Hiro eyed her for a moment before nodding slowly, shoveling more grits and sausage into his mouth. He was really hungry and her food tasted so good. However, the look in her eye made it increasingly hard for Hiro to fully enjoy his meal. He finished the last of his eggs she cooked and downed a glass of water. He walked up to Lucy and before she could register, he lifted her into his arms bridal style and smirked at the look of sheer surprise on her face. 

"Well since you made me breakfast, I'm going to return the favor and work up the appetite and afterward I'll treat you to lunch." He smirked. 

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