The Taste of Seduction

With a very happy overtone, Marcus was relishing in his memories of the day, all other worries out of the door.

Lost in his daydream in the evening, a gentle rapping on the door interrupted his joyful mind journey. Angry and frustrated, he moved towards the door to see who it was, wanting to get it over as soon as possible to resume his mind journey.

As she knocked on the door, her heart raced with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. She hoped that her gesture would bring a smile to Marcus's face and let him know that she was also excited about it, especially after their short office romance.

When Marcus opened the door and saw Diana standing there with a bag of food, his eyes lit up with surprise.

"Diana, what are you doing here?" he asked, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as his face glowed with light seeing her standing at his door.

"Come in and have a seat," he continued quickly as he swiftly recovered from his thoughts and surprise, swinging the door ajar to make room for her presence.

"I brought you dinner," she replied, her voice filled with warmth. "I thought you could use a home-cooked meal and some company."

Marcus's heart swelled with gratitude as he stepped aside, allowing Diana to enter his house. The aroma of the food filled the air, making his stomach rumble. He couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and familiarity as Diana settled in the kitchen, unpacking the containers of food she had prepared.

Watching her pack and unpack, reminded him so much of Cassandra that he stood rigidly reminiscing in his memories.

Seeing him lose concentration, Diana gently poked him with a plate and asked, "what is wrong? You spaced out again"

"It has been a long time since someone decided to cook for me or even prepare something nice intentionally for me without me asking, thank you so much Diana," he said solemnly as he glanced seriously into her eyes catching every bit of her blush.

"Come on, don't make it sound so serious. You are ruining the moment" she muttered softly as she blushed furiously while fiddling with food she was arranging.

Seeing his darling growing shy, he smiled mildly, pulled out a seat and waited for her to be down.

As they sat at the dining table, Marcus couldn't help but admire Diana's cooking skills. The flavors danced on his tongue, bringing him a sense of immense satisfaction and happiness.

"You didn't have to go through all this trouble, Diana," Marcus said, his voice filled with appreciation. "I can't thank you enough for being so thoughtful."

Diana smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling. "It's the least I could do, Marcus. After everything that has happened, I feel this is something that can serve as good thank you for all you done for me"

"Mmm, this is delicious, Diana," Marcus exclaimed between bites. "You have a true talent for cooking. I feel like I'm being nourished not only physically but emotionally as well."

Diana blushed at the compliment, her cheeks turning a shade of pink. "Ah ah, you have such a slippery tongue but I'm glad you're enjoying it."

They continued while making small talks about everything and nothing, savoring the flavors of the food and enjoying each other's presence.

As they retired into the living room, nestling in each other arms, the tension in the room grew as they relaxed watching a tv for the night.

"Stay for the night," Marcus whispererd into her ears, barely audible.

With a blushing face, she nodded gently as she tightened her hands on his arm placed around her.

Diana's breath increased slightly, seeming to fall into a daydream as she stared at Marcus face so close to her. Touching her lips gently reveling in the kiss memories from the office for an hour, a mix of surprise and anticipation coursing through her.

With a tender smile, Marcus, finally unable to take more of the tension, made a move on her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. In that moment, the worries and uncertainties melted away, leaving only the raw intensity of their shared desire.

Gently biting her plump lips till it bled, he drew the first taste of her blood. Ecstasy fuelled through him, licking, sucking, kissing, the kiss became bloody real quick as they lost themselves into the pools of passion as he captured Diana's lips with his own, savoring the taste and the connection they shared. It

was a bittersweet moment, tinged with both longing and restraint. He poured his emotions into the kiss, letting her know just how much she meant to him.

Diana responded eagerly, her lips moving against his in a passionate dance. They melted into each other's embrace, a mingling of desire and affection. It was a moment of vulnerability and surrender, a testament to their deepening connection.

Stopping for a minute to catch their breath, Diana playfully poked his ribs while complaining about him biting her lips,

"Why did you bite me, you are so naughty," she pouted.

Marcus leaned closer, his voice filled with warmth.

"Diana, there's something else I want to tell you. Ever since I met you I have always wanted a taste of you, May I?"

Nodding her gently as she gave her consent, Marcus plunged right at her lips, but more gentle and slowing this time, taking his time to savor her lips as a delicacy.

Breaking the kiss, Diana's heart raced in her chest, her pulse echoing the rapid beat of their intertwined souls. She gazed into Marcus's eyes, her own filled with a blend of anticipation and affection.

"I don't want to let go," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Being in your arms feels like coming home, Marcus. I've never felt so alive, so connected."

Marcus tightened his embrace, his touch providing a comforting anchor amidst the tumultuous sea of emotions. "Diana, are you sure about this?" He questioned.

"Yes."

"Okay I guess I have to treat you right tonight," he whispered into her ears as he carried gently yet gracefully into the adjoining room, their bodies molded together, their beings merging into a singular entity.

The boundaries of time and space dissolved as they existed in a realm where only their love mattered.