Temptations: sexual corpanga one-shots

Happy Anniversary

Topanga's eyes gazed directly out the large bay window set in the living room, watching as a blanket of white fluff blanketed the entire Greenwich Village neighborhood. Ultimately the woman realized there most likely wouldn't be huge plans of heading out for she and her husbands seventeenth wedding anniversary, knowing an alert for a snow storm warning would be surfacing momentarily across news channels.

Cory had left the house a little over a half hour ago, getting take-out so he and Topanga could still salvage their anniversary at home. Riley and Auggie had been shipped off much earlier in the day by Cory as well, neither of them wanting to have to experience the embarrassment of walking in on their parents.

The blonde sighed softly, sitting herself up from the window. Truthfully she wasn't looking forward to eating Chinese food, watching old chick-flicks, and falling asleep on the couch like an old married couple. Topanga wanted passion and liveliness on this night, something romantic and intimate.

An idea burst throughout her mind, causing the woman to sprint down toward the master bedroom. Hurriedly, Topanga showered and fixed herself up before heading back down to the kitchen in a silk robe. Normally their sex routine on an anniversary consisted of light music, mood lighting, and roses around the bedroom while making soft and gentle love to one another.

This year, Topanga wanted more.

She had remembered Katy going on and on a few weeks ago about how Shawn had eaten strawberries off her stomach, giving the blonde a devious little idea as to what she'd be doing. The woman scouted out the fridge, pulling every rich ans creamy treat she could possibly find out of the compartments. Scattering her ingredients across the countertop before decorating the living room as well as the kitchen. Continuously throughout her process she'd nervously glance at the door, hoping her husband wouldn't return until she was done with the project.

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The door creaked open right around 7:30, revealing a curly haired man holding two bags of carry out in each hand. "Hey, they had a deal going on down at-" suddenly the man had been lost for words, glancing around the entire den as well as wife.

The room had been decked out in various candles illuminating the space, Marvin Gays, 'let's get it on' echoing throughout the background, and a trail of roses leading down and into the kitchen where Topanga had been sprawled out on the dining table.

She was completely nude yet her body was covered in various goodies and delectables. Each nippled had been covered in whipped cream. Mounds of chocolate sauce dripping down her stomach. A pile of strawberries covering her womanhood, blanketed by caramel, sprinkles, and even more whipped cream. The woman was propped up by an elbow, having both knees bent up.

Topanga smirked at her gazing husband, dipping a fingers into a thing of chocolate planted directly next to her body. She licked the substance away, winking at Cory. "I might have gotten a tad carried away when making dessert." The blonde cooed.

Cory's mouth was already watering at the sight, feeling a boner begin to conjure just by imagining the things he'd be doing to her momentarily. "I suppose we could skip straight into dessert." The man responded, peeling his winter clothing off.

Topanga nodded, watching while each of his clothing articles met the floor. Soon enough he was nude as well, sprinting over to his lovely wife before bringing her into a searing kiss. She tugged away from the lip locking, making a special request. "I think you're forgetting about dessert." The woman whispered, diverting her eyes down toward the sweets covering her body.

The man immediately knew what she meant, beginning at her neck before working his way down. The moans had already began to flood their way out of Topanga's mouth, her entire body filling with overdoses of pleasure as Cory's lips touched every single spec of her exposed flesh. "Mmm, yeah..." Topanga whined softly, watching as Cory attached his mouth onto each of her whip cream coated nipples.