SoulAlloy
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He prepares.
The table is laid and the coffee is brewing.
Anxiously he eyes the clock... Three minutes to seven. Three minutes until it all begins.
Once more he checks the detail of the cutlery, and inspects the room. Everything must be perfect.
Two minutes to seven...
His mind wanders to the day ahead, and he cannot help but smile. This is their weekend, no interruptions, all phones switched off and doors locked.
Dreamily he looks up at the clock and immediately starts to panic. Three minutes past seven... Footsteps on the stairs tell him he is too late, he bites his lip tentatively and hopes she does not notice his error.
She enters, their eyes meet, she senses his discomfort and arches an eyebrow. She glides across the room to his side.
Silently he pulls the chair back for her to sit and pours the coffee. She smiles sweetly, pulls him towards her and kisses him passionately. He moves to prepare breakfast but she holds him tighter still, biting his lip and tasting the blood.
His heart beats faster and he lets out a moan of discomfort, finally she releases him. He begins to make breakfast, heart pounding, and now awkwardly walking too. He sucked at his bleeding lip and let the peace flow through him as he begins to make her perfect breakfast.
She sips the coffee, looks at him quizzically and then grins, a sadistic gleam in her eye. She would never let him know outright, but she loved it when he made her coffee too strong... It meant she got to let him know it in oh so many ways...
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