Cynthia stood at the sink with her sleeves slightly rolled up as warm water ran over her hands.
Steam rose faintly from the sink, curling around her fingers as she rinsed, scrubbed, and then set each plate aside in a neat order.
She was humming under her breath, something light and absentminded, clearly relaxed in the moment.
Footsteps approached from behind.
Before she could turn, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist.
Her shoulders relaxed a little more as she leaned back into him instinctively, her lips curving into a faint smile.
"...You’re being clingy again."
Klein simply rested his chin lightly on her shoulder as he pulled her closer.
Shee leaned into him a little more, pressing her back comfortably against his chest as she reached for another plate.
After a moment, she spoke again, "What happened with meeting Aeloria?"
Klein gave a small hum in response, his breath brushing lightly against her neck "It can’t be done right now. I will look for a way."
"I see..."
She continued washing the dishes, but her pace had slowed as she let herself enjoy the quiet moment.
His eyes drifted downward, following the line of her tank top where it dipped low enough to show the soft curve of her cleavage.
He watched the way her chest rose and fell with each calm breath as the fabric clung slightly from the steam and the warmth of the kitchen.
"Raise your hands."
Cynthia paused and turned her head slightly, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.
"...What?"
"Raise your hands,"
She hesitated for only a moment before lifting her arms.
Klein’s hands slid up from her waist, catching the bottom of her tank top.
He pulled it upward slowly, the soft fabric sliding over her skin, past her ribs, over her breasts, and finally over her head.
He tossed it aside onto the nearby counter without looking.
Cynthia stood still with her arms still raised as the warm air of the kitchen brushed against her now-bare skin.
His fingers found the clasp at her back and unhooked it easily.
The straps loosened, and he gently slid the bra off her arms, letting it fall to the floor as well.
She was bare from the waist up now with her breasts out in the soft morning light. that made her dark skin glow like gold
Klein’s arms returned to her waist, then moved higher.
He cupped her bare breasts from behind, brushing his thumbs in slow circles over the soft undersides before drifting higher.
"Nngh~" Cynthia’s breath caught, and the plate in her hands hovered uselessly under the running water.
"Klein..."
He pressed closer and rolled one nipple between his thumb and forefinger with careful pressure.
The other hand stayed lower, simply holding the weight of her breast.
She let the plate slip into the sink with a soft clink.
Then she slowly lowered her arms and grabbed the edge of the counter for balance.
Klein’s mouth found the side of her neck.
He kissed her there once, then again, before dragging his teeth lightly over the same spot.
His hips shifted forward at the same time, letting her feel the hard line of his cock through his shorts as it pressed against the curve of her ass.
"Still thinking about the dishes?" he murmured against her skin.
Cynthia sighed and leaned deeper into his arms.
Klein’s hands slid down from her waist, catching the soft fabric of her lounge pants and panties together.
He pushed them over her hips in one slow motion, letting them fall to the floor around her ankles.
She stepped out of them without being told as the warm kitchen air brushed over her newly bare skin.
He then reached for his shorts and boxers, shoved down just far enough.
The hard length of his cock settled between the warm cleft of her ass, nestling there as he pressed closer.
He rolled his hips, sliding the thick cock up and down the soft valley, coating himself in the heat of her skin.
"Mmnn..." Her hands tightened on the edge of the sink.
Klein’s right hand left her hip and slipped between her thighs from the front.
He cupped her pussy gently at first, just holding the warm flesh in his palm.
Then his fingers began to move with slow strokes that parted her folds and spread the wetness he found there.
"Nngh..." Cynthia’s breath stuttered and her back arched a little more against his chest.
He traced her entrance with the pad of one finger, teasing her clitoris while his cock continued its lazy glide between her ass cheeks.
"Angh..." she whispered and her voice was already turning soft and shaky.
Klein pressed the tip of his middle finger inside her.
He held it there, letting her feel the stretch, before slowly making it deeper.
He slowly added a second finger, letting them slide in with a wet, quiet sound.
He curled them upward, until he found the spot that made her knees weaken.
"Nngh~... Kay..."
Her hips pushed back against his hand, and every time he pushed in with his finger, the heel of his palm rubbed gently against her clit.
"Ahh... mmmn..."
Cynthia’s head dropped forward as soft sounds kept spilling from her lips with every stroke of his fingers.
Her walls fluttered and clenched around his fingers, growing wetter by the second.
Klein’s other hand stayed at her breast, rolling his thumb over the tight nipple in slow circles.
"Nngh~... haah... Angh..."
Her moans grew longer, and the quiet kitchen filled with the soft, wet sounds of his fingers moving inside her and the low, shaky noises she couldn’t hold back.
Klein pressed closer and kissed the side of her neck "You’re so soft here,"
His fingers curled again, pressing firmly against that sensitive spot inside her. "So warm..."
At the same time he rolled his hips, sliding the thick length of his cock slowly up and down the soft valley of her ass.
Klein pulled his fingers free as thick strands of her wetness clung to them, stretching and dripping down toward his wrist.
He lifted his hand, watching the juices glisten under the kitchen light for a moment before bringing his fingers to his mouth.
Without hesitation, he licked them clean, tasting her.
"Now for the main dish."
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