Feral Daydreams 🎀

Saucy Deliveries (🍋)

One late evening, Nerissa completed her final pizza delivery of the night. As she approached the door, she hummed a cheerful tune, completely in her element. She rang the doorbell and patiently waited, the soft sounds of the evening surrounding her.

After a few moments, the door swung open, revealing a strikingly handsome man standing before her, his muscular frame bare of a shirt. Nerissa’s confidence wavered slightly at the sight, a blush creeping to her cheeks as she took in his chiseled features.

Clearing her throat to regain her composure, she smiled warmly and announced, “Pizza delivery!” Her voice remained steady, though inside, her heart raced as she awaited his response and the payment.

“Well, hello there, angelface,” he smirked, leaning casually against the doorframe. One hand rested on the open door, while the other rested playfully on his hip. “I didn’t know they'd send a snack along with my order.”

Nerissa felt a mix of surprise and flattery at his boldness. He leaned in slightly, his tone shifting to a low, seductive drawl, enriched by his charming German accent. “You think I might pay you another way, perhaps? I promise it’ll be worth your time.”

Nerissa's breath caught in her throat as she met Andrés’ intense gaze, feeling the weight of his words settle upon her like a warm embrace. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her professional demeanor despite the fluttering excitement within her chest.

With a coy smile playing on her lips, she replied, "Well, I do have a generous tip policy for particularly... appreciative customers." Her voice dropped to a whisper, hinting at the possibilities. She reached into her apron pocket, pulling out the receipt book and pen, making a show of preparing to record his payment.

As she did so, her eyes flickered over his bare chest, taking in the defined muscles and dark, enticing trails leading down to his waistband. A shiver ran through her, and she bit her lower lip, wondering just how far this tantalizing encounter might go.

His dark brown eyes gleamed with amusement, appreciating her flirty response, and he ran a calloused finger down the length of her exposed arm, sending an electric shock through Nerissa’s body.

The contact sent a jolt of pleasure up Nerissa's arm, causing her to gasp softly. She tilted her head back, allowing him better access to her neck as she tried to maintain eye contact. The warmth from his touch lingered, spreading a tingling sensation across her skin.

“Maybe we could discuss your... generosity further," she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper. She stepped closer to him, her breasts brushing against his bare chest as she reached past him to set the box containing his pizza on a nearby table.

Nerissa's hands trembled slightly as she turned back towards him, her eyes locked onto his with a growing desire.

Chuckling softly, Andrés allowed his gaze to linger on her lips before answering, “Perhaps we should,” he agreed huskily, allowing his hand to settle around her waist, pulling her closer. He swiftly guided her into his house, shutting the door firmly to ensure she wouldn’t be forced to spend the night outside. As he turned back to her, he couldn’t help but bite his lower lip in a teasing, seductive manner.

The sound of the door closing behind them echoed in Nerissa's ears, leaving no room for escape or interruption. She stood frozen for a moment, her body pressed tightly against Andrés', the heat radiating off his skin ignites something deep within her.

Finally, she managed to muster up some courage and whispered, "What exactly were you thinking when you invited me in?" Her breath was hot against his earlobe, sending a thrill down his spine.