Daya was pretty sore from his solo mission yesterday, not to mention the passionate love making he had with his girlfriend. Even he insisted it was an easy mission, in and out without any hitch, she was still worried about him.
But the warmth of her body that he kept close was gone. Daya rubbed his eyes and couldn't find her in bed with him but he could smell bacons and sausages from the kitchen. The smell was so nice that his stomach began to rumble.
Daya slid off his bed and grabbed his sweat pants. He moved as quiet as possible into the kitchen to find his girl was cooking, loosely wearing nothing but only his dress shirt. He came to hug Shreya from behind, kissing her neck. His morning stable tickled her skin, causing Shreya to giggle and melt into his embrace.
"Morning." He murmured against her skin.
Shreya turned and pecked a kiss on his lips, "Morning, babe."
Daya pulled her all the more closer to him. He missed having her in his arms. It was so addictive and he couldn't get enough of it. His hands smoothly slid into her shirt and moved across her toned stomach and pressed his lips hard to her neck.
"Stop it, Daya." She warned, "I have to eat something before we do it again."
He chuckled but didn't stop, "I miss you."
"Don't be such a baby, Officer." She teased, "It was just 30 minutes."
"You know how I love having you near me every chance I have."
He kissed her neck one last time before letting her go. Daya walked to the fridge to get the orange and milk out. Then the Officer proceeded to help his girlfriend setting up everything in the tray.
"You know I was thinking about serving you a breakfast in bed." Shreya spoke up.
"Awwww, that's what I should do for you."
"You always slept in lately, baby."
"I can say that it was all because of you, darling."
Shreya chuckled and put the last pancake on the plate then she ordered Daya to carry the tray to the couch in the living room because she want to sat comfortably while eating their breakfast. To be honest, they rarely had time to finish assembling their furniture they purchased three weeks ago. The couch was the only furniture that they assembled together so far. Shreya decided that they should have their own bungalow far away from city so they could get away from prying eyes of their neighbours.
They always went on a mission and didn't get the chance to assemble the dining room furniture yet. Daya finished with the table but they broke it into pieces three days ago because things was getting a little heated and Daya wanted to taste the quality of the furniture.
Anyway, the real reason that she wanted to sit on the couch was that she had something in her brilliant mind that her boyfriend couldn't follow, sometimes. She had been planning this since she woke up.
Daya sat down on the couch and Shreya quickly straddled him. Daya froze, waiting to see what she was about to do but one thing that he knew was that it will be good.
Shreya pecked his lips before pulling away almost immediately, leaving Daya wanting more. He was about to follow but she slid off his laps and grabbed her breakfast.
"Why you always start what you can't finish, Shreya?" He mocked, rolling his eyes
"I will finish it alright, Daya." She replied. "Just finish your breakfast."
He raised his brow and sat her dish down on the coffee table. Shreya looked at him, calculating his next move and the result was as expected. He pinned her down on the couch, trapping her under his large frame.
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Snapshots of Desire ✔ [Completed]
RomanceQuick snippets of Daya and Shreya's love affair and their exploits in bed. Chapters are not related to each other. Definitely OOC. Rated M for mature content and language.