06-07-2025, 01:30 AM
This one with mango pickle, sharp, tangy, and rich.
She fed it to him more carefully now
Her fingertips deliberately resting against the corner of his mouth for just a beat longer.
He caught her wrist gently after the fourth bite
Not to stop her, but to simply hold her touch.
“You always take care of people like this?” he asked softly.
“No,” she said,
Her voice barely above a breath.
“Only the ones who make my heart do strange things.”
He didn’t let go of her wrist.
His thumb moved slowly over the inside of her forearm
Smooth skin
Warm from cooking.
Her breath caught, and he felt it in the air between them.
“Are you still hungry?” she asked, not for food now, but for closeness.
“I am,” he whispered, “but not for this dinner.”
That silence afterward wasn’t empty.
It brimmed with the kind of tension that vibrates in the chest
The kind that makes fingertips tingle and breath go shallow.
She fed him one final bite
This time slower than all the others.
She held his gaze as he took it in
Her eyes soft, almost reverent.
Like she was memorizing this, him,
The taste of the moment
The feeling of giving...
- o -
She fed it to him more carefully now
Her fingertips deliberately resting against the corner of his mouth for just a beat longer.
He caught her wrist gently after the fourth bite
Not to stop her, but to simply hold her touch.
“You always take care of people like this?” he asked softly.
“No,” she said,
Her voice barely above a breath.
“Only the ones who make my heart do strange things.”
He didn’t let go of her wrist.
His thumb moved slowly over the inside of her forearm
Smooth skin
Warm from cooking.
Her breath caught, and he felt it in the air between them.
“Are you still hungry?” she asked, not for food now, but for closeness.
“I am,” he whispered, “but not for this dinner.”
That silence afterward wasn’t empty.
It brimmed with the kind of tension that vibrates in the chest
The kind that makes fingertips tingle and breath go shallow.
She fed him one final bite
This time slower than all the others.
She held his gaze as he took it in
Her eyes soft, almost reverent.
Like she was memorizing this, him,
The taste of the moment
The feeling of giving...
- o -
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