dinner for you my darling (j.p)

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James stood in the kitchen, his sleeves rolled up and a determined look on his face. The aroma of freshly cooked pasta and simmering sauce filled the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. He wanted tonight to be special. Y/N had been stressed lately, and he hoped this dinner would help her relax.

Y/N walked into the kitchen, her eyes lighting up at the sight of James bustling around. "This smells amazing, James," she said, leaning against the doorframe with a tired but genuine smile.

James turned and grinned at her, wiping his hands on a towel. "I thought you could use a break. Dinner's almost ready."

Y/N walked over and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his back. "You’re the best," she murmured, feeling the tension start to melt away.

James chuckled, turning around to face her. He gently cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over her skin. "Anything for you," he said softly, his eyes filled with affection.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his tender words. She leaned in, her lips grazing his in a delicate kiss that quickly turned more passionate. James responded, his arms encircling her waist, pulling her closer. The intensity of the kiss deepened, and Y/N could feel the heat rising between them.

She broke away, breathless, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Dinner might get cold," she teased, her voice a little shaky.

James laughed, a bit flustered, his cheeks slightly pink. "Well, it was worth it," he said, his voice huskier than usual.

Y/N giggled, her fingers trailing down his chest. "I love seeing you like this," she whispered. "All flustered and adorable."

James cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Alright, let's eat before we get too distracted," he said, though his voice betrayed how affected he was by her.

They sat down at the table, but the air between them was charged with unspoken desire. As they ate, their hands would occasionally brush, sending electric sparks through both of them. The dinner was delicious, but it was the connection they felt in that moment that made the evening unforgettable.

After dinner, James pulled Y/N into his lap, kissing her deeply. "Thank you for tonight," she whispered against his lips.

"No, thank you," he replied, his voice soft but filled with emotion. "For being you."

In that moment, all the stress and worries melted away, leaving only the love and passion they shared.

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