In the kitchen, as Suzane hummed a tune while chopping vegetables, a pair of hands wrapped her from behind.
"I can smell something truly delicious here."
A very familiar voice entered her ears... A voice she hasn't heard over two months, but the one she constantly imagined playing in her fantasies.
"K-Kiba?!"
Suzane's face flushed and her heart stirred.
"You have returned?!"
Suzane felt she was in a dream.
"Yes," Kiba replied. "And came here the moment I saw your messages."
Suzane felt a chill crawling her spine as she thought of the messages she has sent.
"Anyways, let's forget that stuff," Kiba checked her clothing. "You look sexy in this skirt and apron."
His one hand rubbed her flat belly through the fabric of her clothes while his other hand slipped between her legs.
His lips pressed on the side of her neck for a gentle kiss.
"And you taste delicious!"
