Chefs kiss

Levi moved around the kitchen with an ease that did not befit a young master of a rich household. I giggled when I realized he hadn’t put anything on when we left the room. He was both hot and cute. He seasoned the meat, chopped and diced vegetables, and whisked eggs all in his briefs. My eyes drank in every flex, every exhale, and whiff as he worked. It was only breakfast, but here he was pulling out all the stops. I hadn’t expected something so grand, nor did I think I would be watching him do all the work. I thought we’d have eggs and toast. I would have been content, happy even. It didn’t take much for me to be happy. A warm meal was usually all it took, but that wasn’t all I got today. I’d get the added bonuses of a real smile and great company.

We didn’t have meals together at home, thankfully. I think my life would be a tad bit worse if we did. I grabbed what I could from the kitchen when Greg was sleeping, but other than that I ate at school most of the time. Levi placed the t