@Honeybee_
She closed her eyes gently, letting her words get caught in her throat for a few seconds before making her next statement, "Yes, yes it is my idea" she replied
She closed her eyes gently, letting her words get caught in her throat for a few seconds before making her next statement, "Yes, yes it is my idea" she replied
"Hm… as much as I like that idea," He let his hand drift lower before pulling away, "I'm hungry." He smirked and stood from the bed.
"You will never stop doing that will you?" she replied harshly, her eyes following him as he got out of the bed
"Nope, and you have to deal with it." James called as he headed to the kitchen.
She followed him to the kitchen,walking up behind him and biting his ear, kissing down to his collar bone and across the hickeys she had made earlier that week, "What's for breakfast?" she smirked, adding another hickey on his sweet spot
James tried to keep his mouth shut so he wouldn't moan but failed, "I-I was thinking bacon?" He managed to get out, walking over to the fridge.
She smirked again, resting her hands on his sholders and bucking her hips gently as he stood at the fridge, "Bacon sounds good, but I don't know if I have any…" she hummed, reaching to move things around in the fridge and as she brought her hand back grazing his crotch.
James whipped back around and grabbed her hands, "You are seriously asking for me to fuck you. But I''m hungry so you can wait." He said firmly, "I'll hand cuff you to the table if it means I can eat in peace."
"Mmm, ok…" she smirked, closing her eyes and walking over to the couch, "Daddy…" she added, watching as he looked through the fridge. She picked up a book that lay on the coffee table and flipped through it
"Patience baby girl, patience." He muttered, finding the bacon and eggs in the fridge and pulling them out, stating to make himself some breakfast.
"Mmm hmm" she replied, scanning through the pages of a new magazine
James rolled his eyes a little and the sizzling of bacon sounded and he smiled at it, humming quietly as he cooked.
"You like cooking don't you?" she asked, walking back over to him and wrapping her arms around his waist
James hummed his agreement, "Yup. It's relaxing… well, it's relaxing when I don't have any pressure on me."
"I'm not trying to put any pressure on you baby" she replied, resting her head in the crook of his neck
"I know you aren't." He said, sighing a little as he flipped a couple pieces of bacon over.
She removed her hands softly, walking back over to the couch and sighing as she sat down
James continued to hum as he finished off the food, "It's ready."
"Alright" she hummed, walking over and getting two plates ready
Placing the food on the two plates, James then placed the dirty dishes in the sink to wash up later.
"You enjoy cooking and are good at it too" she hummed, chewing a peice of bacon she had just placed in her mouth
"You're just making that comment now?" He raised an eyebrow at her as he took his plate over to the table.
"Well, I had to make sure the scent from the kitchen didn't throw me off" she laughed, watching his figure walk over to the table
"Mhm… of course that was it. Excuses, excuses." He said, sitting down and beginning to eat.
She finished soon and began to wash up the dishes, pulling her hair back into a tight pony tail
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