- Revenge is a sweet thing!
We were running around the house like little kids until I buried him in pillows.
- You took someone else's husband away! With another husband alive! - Steph shouted again, but there was only slyness and fun in his eyes.
- Thank you," he clenched tightly.
- You're a funny man, Svetik. I miss you," Steph whispered, "to Aghtyom. But you can't.
- Let's go back, don't worry, and your Ahtem will not go anywhere.
- It's a stupid letter, - repeated after him in one voice, coming in laughing again.
- Today I'm sleeping with you, I'm going to protect your virgin ass again!
- What?! A bummer!
POV Svyatoslav
I got up at 6:00 this morning to make breakfast before Hank left. This asshole has run away without breakfast for the third day in a row! Stef laughs and waving at everything, he's used to it.
Well, no! Am I cooking for nothing?
That's why I got up earlier today. Coffee is cooked in the coffee machine, pancakes are almost ready. I made berry sauce yesterday, I bought a condensed milk beforehand, and chocolate is melted in a water bath.
I also decided to make pancakes with shrimp stuffing, which Stef loves so much. He's very upset these days, though he tries not to show it.
- Good morning," Hank looked at the table, which already had pancakes on it.
Our relationship was... hanging. I actively seduced him, he responded, but we couldn't get any further than a sniff and a hug. Stefan, out of harm's way, is always spinning around. In the evenings, the three of us sit and watch a movie, Hank always sits next to me, hugging at the waist, hiding in the neck. And I take his hand in mine and I don't need anything else.
Stefan only smiles, but sometimes he gets lonely and jumps to us, lying on my lap. Steph and Hank didn't look like a couple at all. Stefan quietly told him about Artem, and Hank either congratulated him or felt sorry for him. They weren't even upset about their breakup, living in the same house. Swedish family, honestly! But I'm going to change the situation cardinally. Starting with breakfast!
- Morning, sit down for breakfast - I poured chocolate into a saucepan and returned to the shrimp pancakes.
- Thank you, but I'm eating at work," he went backward.
- No," he shouted, "you won't be eating food in containers when I'm trying to cook for you. So, if you'd be so kind as to put your restless ass in a chair, take a pancake and chew it.
Without turning around, I'm nervously wrapping another pancake in a tube. Raspberries are getting richer, his hands are already on my waist. It's caught in my whole body and I can feel its excitement.
- Especially for me? - Dark whispers in my ear, climbing my arms under my T-shirt.
I had a strange feeling in my back again, as if I was flowing out of me. Oh, yeah, Steph was talking about it, like it's the excitement that makes the natural lubricant stand out.
On the Internet, I read that my smell of it becomes stronger and more intense. Which is just in my hand, because soon I will be angry or die of lack of sex.
- Yes, sweet tooth.