Hey guys 👋 Here's the spicy side story for this month. The pairing that won the vote is Male Rin x Female MC and the scenario is some naughty kitchen time 😏 Without further ado, please enjoy! 🥰
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The sunlight streaming through the window hits your face. It’s intense enough to pierce through your eyelids, making you stir. Opening your eyes slightly, you turn your head slowly to take a peek at the clock.
It’s 8:30 AM. Any other day, you’d close your eyes and drift back to sleep a bit longer. But today is a special occasion; it’s Rin’s birthday, and you decide it might be a sweet gesture to cook a simple breakfast for the two of you this morning.
You stretch your limbs and yawn softly, but immediately freeze as you feel the arms circling around your waist tighten, bringing you even closer until your back is perfectly slotted to the warm body behind you. You smile as you gently get out of his embrace. He shifts, turning on his back, but still has his eyes closed.
Looks like he’s not ready to get out of bed yet, and you don’t blame him. He must be pretty tired from last night—The two of you might have celebrated his birthday a little bit early. You get out of bed quietly so as not to wake him up and make your way to the bathroom, cleaning up real quick before walking out in only your bra and underwear; there are only you and Rin at the penthouse after all.
Arriving in the kitchen, you put on an apron and start pulling out necessary kitchen utensils and ingredients. Transferring one cup of white rice into the rice cooker bowl, you give it a couple of rinses under the tap water before pouring two cups of water in and letting the rice cooker do its job.
Next up, miso soup. It is a simple matter thanks to packets of instant miso soup that Rin bought on his last trip to Japan. Cutting open the sachets, you pour out the dried seaweed and vegetables into two bowls, followed by the miso paste itself. You grab the electric kettle, fill it in, and then turn it on and leave the water to boil.
And lastly, you grab three eggs from the egg carton. But before you can even start breaking the first egg, you feel a pair of hands seizing your hips from behind, making you yelp in surprise. Rin chuckles lowly as he leans in and sets his chin on your shoulder.
“You should’ve woken me up,” he says. “I could’ve helped.”
“That would’ve defeated the whole purpose; this is supposed to be a little surprise, you know? But I suppose it’s not anymore,” you sigh.
He hums against the nape of your neck and plants a soft kiss that causes shivers down your spine. “It’s so sweet of you. Now, let me repay you.”
“Repay?” you croak out. “I haven’t even finished—” You’re cut off as you feel his soft hands roam under the apron and move up, pushing up your bra, and then he starts kneading. The feeling of his palms constantly brushing against your sensitive peaks makes you gasp and quiver.
“Oh, don’t let me distract you from your cooking,” Rin teases, and of course, the bastard decides to give your nipples a playful squeeze.
Well, the joke’s on him because you will actually resume making the omelet—out of determination if not anything else. You try to tune out the feeling of his hands, and it slowly works as you start to fully distract yourself with your task at hand.
Rin seems to realize this too as you hear him scoff out a quiet but amused laugh. You almost don’t notice that his right hand is now meandering downward, and before you can react, it slithers past the waistband of your underwear.
His fingers then lovingly trace your slit, caressing your folds, while his left hand is still cupping and massaging your breast. Now, it’s even more challenging for you to continue cooking and ignore Rin’s teasing.
Rin tuts playfully, “Look at you… Already so wet just from having your chest played with.”
“Just?” you grit out, involuntarily beating the eggs a bit harder than needed.
Rin lets out a soft laugh. “Alright, I’ll stop teasing you now,” he says fondly before planting a kiss on your earlobe.
You have to admit, you naively expect him to finally let you resume preparing breakfast, but of course, that’s not what he meant. On the contrary, he focuses on his effort more earnestly now. After spending a couple of minutes merely stroking your folds, he finally turns his attention to your clit, thumb rubbing and gently flicking the sensitive bud.
This time, you can’t help but moan out loud and set down the bowl you’ve been holding. You plant your palms on top of the cold countertop to help anchor yourself as the instant spike of pleasure runs along your spine, causing your knees to wobble a bit.
Rin holds you even closer to him, and you can feel his erection poking against your ass. He decides to help you move to the more spacious island counter, away from any possible cooking hazards and utensils. The cold counter pressing against the small of your back is a bit uncomfortable, but you don’t really have the presence of mind to think about that for more than a second as Rin’s hand dives right beneath your apron and back into your underwear.
You feel his forefinger and middle finger part your inner folds before slipping in. At the same time, his thumb is still stroking your clit unrelentingly, and that combined with the sensation of his fingers scraping against your walls as they plunge in and out is enough to make you let out a shriek of pleasure, especially since he decides to pick up the pace with every thrust.
Rin bends down and starts planting kisses on your throat, teeth scraping against the tender flesh as he sucks. They feel good against your sensitive skin, but you know they’re going to leave marks for the next day or so—but that’s something for future you to handle.
You feel the pleasure building up in your lower gut every second until finally, you reach your climax. A blinding surge of ecstasy overloads your senses and your hands shoot up to grab Rin’s back as your feet shudder and give out from under you.
“Oop—” Rin says as he quickly takes and supports your weight. “Are you okay?” he asks, amusement seeping into his voice and his gaze.
You nod, “Yeah… Just need to… Catch my breath for a bit,” you answer, breaths panting in between words. Your heart is beating hard and fast against your ribcage as if you’ve just finished running a marathon or something.
Rin chuckles before kissing you on the lips. “Take your time, love,” he whispers as he gently guides you to the living room couch. You plop down and lie on the plush sofa. “Just stay here and relax, okay? I’ll finish the breakfast, don’t worry.”
Your eyes widen a bit, “W—Wait! But—”
Rin shushes you. “I know, it’s my birthday and all, but I’d still love to cook for the two of us,” he smiles. “So, you’re staying here until it’s done.” You nod hesitantly.
He bends down and smooches you on the forehead before making his way back to the kitchen and soon, you hear him starting the stove and getting busy.